Starting from crossing the Fengshen

Chapter 31 Distribution of civilian newspapers

sand!sand!
Yin Qi wrote quickly, making a rustling sound when the pen rubbed against the paper.

In one breath, he wrote forty modern poems.

There are poems on various themes, but more than half are patriotic poems.

Then, he wrote fifty pieces of daily life knowledge and fifty science pieces in one breath, enough to be published in newspapers for a month.

Finally he started writing a novel and wrote "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in five characters.

The reason why I chose Jin Lao's novel is not only of high quality, but also because of the saying: "A great chivalrous person serves the country and the people", which is very suitable for today's era.

In fact, there were many martial arts masters in this era, but few joined the revolution.

Yin Qi wants to use this novel to awaken their passion.

.........

For the next five days, Yin Qidu stayed at home and practiced hard.

Practice pile technique in the morning and martial arts in the afternoon.

After dinner, I wrote "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for two hours, then took a medicinal bath and practiced the boxing techniques of the Mortal Realm Chapter of "Zhenwu Shen Gong" and the Huangji Sword Techniques.

The manuscript became thicker day by day, and his martial arts also improved by leaps and bounds.

If it was the early stage of Ming Jin before, then it is now the middle stage of Ming Jin, and the strength has increased greatly.

There is a stone lock in the yard that he asked Yin Hai to buy. He can swing a two hundred kilogram stone lock and make it fly. A big gun is almost as light as nothing in his hand. I am afraid that even the dark powerful people are not as strong as him.

On this day, Yin Qi received Tao Chengzhang's letter again.

He said that the machine had arrived and asked him to go to the newspaper office tomorrow morning.

.........

The next day.

Yin Qi brought Yin Hai to the newspaper office.

Tao Chengzhang and Lu Xun were both in the backyard, watching foreign technicians install machines.

There are more than 30 workers around, and they will next be trained to learn how to typeset and print.

Although the machine has been purchased, it will take at least ten days before it can be put into operation.

According to Tao Chengzhang's plan, the first issue should be released in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

……

Conference room on the second floor.

Yin Qi pointed to the large pile of manuscript paper on the table and said: "I wrote this these days. The poems and common sense are enough for more than a month. The serialized novel also has [-] words."

"so much?"

Tao Chengzhang and Lu Xun were both confused.

One hundred thousand words, what kind of concept is this? The historical records only have 52 words.

They couldn't help but feel uneasy.

If Yin Qi is so fast, can what he writes be pleasing to the eye?

Looking at the hesitant glances of the two people, Yin Qi just smiled and said nothing.

Tao Chengzhang and Lu Xun looked at each other similarly, and could only grit their teeth and each took some manuscript paper, which contained modern poems.

The first poem Lu Xun saw was "Rain Alley":
Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone in the long, long

Lonely rain alley
I hope every time
A clove
Sad girl
She has

The same color as lilac
Fragrance like cloves
Sorrow like lilac
……

Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone in the long, long

Lonely rain alley
I hope to drift

A clove
Sad girl
……

He read it carefully. Although it was written in vernacular, he felt a kind of unparalleled beauty and a quiet sense of loss.

This poem seemed to let him see a new world.

Lu Xun was so excited that he continued to read the next poem without thinking.

Tao Chengzhang's first poem is "I Love This Land":
If I were a bird,

I should also sing with my hoarse throat: this land battered by storms,
This river of grief and anger that is always raging with us,

This irritating wind blowing endlessly,
And the incomparably tender dawn from the forest...

——And then I died,

Even the feathers rot in the ground.

Why do I often have tears in my eyes?
Because I love this land deeply...

……

After reading this poem, Tao Chengzhang felt his blood surge, his eyes filled with tears, and a tragic feeling accumulated in his chest, and he wanted to look up to the sky and scream.

Yes, why do I always have tears in my eyes?
Because I love this land deeply...

Isn't this him?

If he hadn't met Yin Qi, he would have planned to go to Beijing to assassinate Cixi and kill the old witch.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!
He tried hard to calm down his turbulent mood and continued to read, "Dead Water", "Prison Song", "Prayer", etc., one after another patriotic poems made him unable to help himself.

After a long time, Tao Chengzhang and Lu Xun finally finished reading the poems in their hands.

Their eyes were piercing and their emotions were surging, but in the end they only condensed into one sentence: "Brother Yin is a great talent!"

They really didn't expect that vernacular poetry could be written so beautifully, and so generously and tragically, making people emotionally aroused and unable to extricate themselves.

Yin Qi smiled gently and said, "As long as you think it's okay."

Lu Xun's voice couldn't help but get louder, and he said excitedly: "It's not just bad. Brother Yin, I have more confidence in our people's newspaper now. Once these vernacular poems of yours are published, they will definitely shock the literary world and set a new precedent."

Tao Chengzhang nodded repeatedly and said, "That's right. It can be seen that Brother Yin has been immersed in this field for a long time. These poems are very mature and they definitely don't look like they were just written."

As expected, those rumors were maliciously slandering Yin Qi.

Tao Chengzhang and Lu Xun were thinking at the same time.

Because writing poetry requires emotion, it is impossible to write so many poems in just six days.

Naturally, Yin Qi couldn't say that he had plagiarized, so he nodded in acquiescence.

Next, Tao Chengzhang and Lu Xun got together again and watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and were quickly attracted by the content.

Although there were martial arts novels in this period, they were still immature and the plots were all based on anecdotes. They could not compare with the already very mature martial arts novel representative "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

It wasn't until evening that the two of them finished reading the novel and looked up reluctantly.

Lu Xun sighed: "Brother Yin, your novel is so beautiful that it makes people fascinated unconsciously. I believe that after it is published in the newspaper, it will definitely be very popular, and everyone will not be able to help but continue to buy our newspaper."

Tao Chengzhang was also full of confidence and said: "Perhaps it won't be long before our newspapers can be sold to Hangzhou, Ningbo, even Shanghai, Suzhou and other places, and spread all over the country."

Yin Qi smiled and said: "How the People's Daily will develop next depends on you. By the way, I will use my pen name Ximen Yaochuixue when publishing in the newspaper. You'd better use a pen name too."

Using a pen name is not for the purpose of being mysterious, but for self-protection.

People's newspapers, in particular, were a marginal test of the Qing Dynasty's bottom line. Maybe one day they would offend the court because of a certain article, and then the newspaper could use the excuse that they did not know the true identity of the author.

Tao Chengzhang and Lu Xun both nodded. Of course, they had also thought about this issue.

Lu Xun said: "From now on I will use Lu Xun as my pen name."

Tao Chengzhang said: "My name is Tao Ershan."

The three of them chatted for a while, and then Yin Qi got up and left.

.........

Time flies, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is here in a blink of an eye.

Since a few days ago, the Yin family has been preparing, putting on lanterns and festoons.

There is also a festive atmosphere in the city.

Yin Chengtao is a little irritable these days, because it has been half a month, and the prefect is still trying to shirk the matter of group training, and even took the opportunity to ask for another thousand taels of silver.

Being so greedy, he could only hold his nose and endure it.

The eldest son Yin Xuan sent a letter back saying that he would come back later. He met a foreigner in Hangzhou. The foreigner had the ability to make various machinery and equipment, so he wanted to take the opportunity to build a good relationship with him and expand the family business.

Fortunately, the second son is very honest now and does not go out of the yard to practice Qigong all day long. He does not even join them for three meals.

This morning, Yin Chengtao, his wife and Yin Shishi were having breakfast.

The chief steward came over with three newspapers and said enthusiastically: "Master, Madam, Miss, we have a newspaper in Shanyin. It was just released today. I bought three copies."

(End of this chapter)