The literary giants of the late Ming Dynasty began by copying books

Chapter 149 The newspaper company finalizes the draft
At the end of July in Fuzhou, the weather finally cooled down. Stepping into the morning mist, Huang Daozhou and Wang Yu arrived early at the "Xunbao" newspaper office next to the Chief Envoy Si Yamen.

"Langxian, I brought you the manuscript."

Xi Langxian, who had been busy in the editorial department all night, walked out with two dark circles under his eyes. His hair was disheveled, and he yawned and said, "Why are you here so early?"

Wang Yu smiled and said: "We rushed here so early. This is a manuscript from Fuzhou Fuzhou."

Huang Daozhou failed to escape after all. He first stayed in Fuzhou to discuss knowledge with Wang Wenlong. When he saw Wang Wenlong's newspaper office, he was very busy, so he also participated in the editing work of the newspaper by accident.

"Xunbao" has just been launched, and its reputation has not yet developed, and it has not received many submissions from authors, so Wang Wenlong asked Huang Daozhou and Wang Yu to go to the prefecture school in Fuzhou to see if they could receive submissions from some students. The two of them were busy studying in Fujian Prefecture for several days, and finally got a dozen manuscripts to be reviewed.

Zhang Xie and Deng Zhimo also came in from outside the house soon.

The "Xun Bao" newspaper will publish its first issue soon, and the main creators have been living and eating in the newspaper office these days.

As a young master from a wealthy family, Zhang Xie actually does not lack the salary from the newspaper office. He works purely out of interest. Every morning, he takes his servant out to buy breakfast for the newspaper staff.

The two servants brought back a basin of hotpot paste, a basin of rice noodles, and many fried dough sticks, fried cakes and the like.

After putting the things on the big table in the editorial office, Deng Zhimo went to say hello, and soon the workers from the proofreading room and the mimeograph room came, each carrying a big bowl for breakfast.

While eating, Xi Langxian picked up the manuscript Wang Yu brought and looked through it.

He was impatient and took a sip of hot noodle paste. The noodle paste stuck to his throat and slid into his stomach. He frowned because it was so hot, and the manuscript in his hand was quickly turned aside.

The eight-part essays written by these students may be good, but the novels are actually usable. Xi Langxian shook his head after reading them.

Only three of the last dozen or so manuscripts were left. Xi Langxian held a bowl and gave the manuscripts he liked to Deng Zhimo.

Deng Zhimo looked through them one by one, and then let out a long sigh.

Wang Yu asked a little embarrassedly: "You can't even use one?"

Deng Zhimo said nothing.

It may be good for these students to ask them to write eight-legged essays, but they really have no relevant training in writing novels. They often think that it is easy to write novels, but what they write is not a story at all.

Deng Zhimo read it for a long time and managed to find a usable article. It was an argumentative essay written in the cover of a novel. It was not readable by the standards of a novel, but it had a plot at least.

Thinking that it would not dampen the enthusiasm of Huang Daozhou and Wang Yu, he took out one of the manuscripts and said: "Just keep this article, and please let the author get the royalties."

Wang Yu glanced at the name, nodded and said, "Just one article!"

In this era, being able to print and publish works is still very attractive to scholars. When he goes back to say it, he will not feel sorry for his friends.

Xi Langxian looked at these manuscripts and sighed: "I thought it would be easy for us to write novels, but these days of reviewing manuscripts have made me feel proud."

Deng Zhimo could only smile bitterly.

"Xun Bao" solicited novels and press releases from writers, but not a single one met the requirements. The few that did pass were written in classical Chinese, which did not take up enough space for the newspaper.

At this time, Deng Zhimo admired Wang Wenlong's works even more. Whether it was "Strange People in the World" or the "Liancheng Jue", they were both eye-catching.

Especially "The Secret of Liancheng" amazed Deng Zhimo, the novelist who wrote "The Story of Cursed Dates" and "The Story of Flying Swords".

When he was reviewing the manuscript, he picked up "Liancheng Jue" and couldn't put it down again. He read it in one sitting and didn't stop.

Deng Zhimo suffered from serious sequelae after reading "The Secret of the City". After reading other people's manuscripts, he felt that they were completely unattractive compared with Wang Wenlong's martial arts novels.

While several people were reviewing the manuscript, the door of the newspaper office was pushed open again.Li Guoxian walked in dressed in men's clothing.

"Miss Li Er is here." Everyone stood up quickly.

"This is a Japanese anecdote I wrote for the newspaper." Li Guoxian took out the article he was invited to write in a calm and generous manner, and smiled at Zhang Xie: "Brother Zhang, let's see if it works."

Zhang Xie quickly took over the article, and Li Guoxian asked again: "Where is Brother Wang?"

No one was surprised that she came to the newspaper office. Deng Zhimo pointed to the back room with a smile, "I spent the whole night reviewing the manuscript, and I'm afraid I haven't woken up yet."

While he was talking, he saw the curtain in the inner room lifted, and Wang Wenlong walked out, rubbing his eyes.

Wang Wenlong saw her and smiled: "Why are you here so early?"

Li Guoxian said: "I have already written the article you asked me to write."

"Thank you very much," Wang Wenlong said quickly, "It's been a hard journey, so let's sit down and have a cup of tea."

Li Guoxian smiled and nodded.

At this time, Huang Daozhou and Wang Yu came in from outside. He saw Wang Wenlong and a woman walking into the flower hall together. Huang Daozhou asked in confusion: "Is that brother Jianyang's sister-in-law?"

Deng Zhimo was asking Wang Pingbao to pack a breakfast for Wang Wenlong. Hearing this, he said: "Little friend Huang, don't talk nonsense. The second girl hasn't left the cabinet yet."

Seeing the confused Huang Daozhou, who was only a teenager, Wang Yu walked up to him with a smile, and turned the curious Huang Daozhou towards the outside of the house with his shoulder.

He smiled and said, "You better not ask questions about these grown-up matters."

Everyone in the editorial department couldn't help but laugh.

Soon after, Wang Wenlong personally saw Li Guoxian out, and then pretended to be fine and asked if the seal had been released.

At this time, the typesetting and printing proofs had been prepared. Wang Wenlong took the newspaper proofs and went out, preparing to go to Fuzhou Fuzhou with Wang Yu and Huang Daozhou to personally deliver the manuscript fee to the student who had submitted the manuscript.

Although the writing level of these current students is still very poor, they are the first batch of authors to submit articles. As the editor-in-chief, Wang Wenlong must show respect. As the saying goes, a thousand dollars buys a horse's bones.

Wang Yu and Huang Daozhou were also very happy and called three sliders. As soon as they reached the corner of the street, they saw a group of people riding horses in front of them riding through the street. Street vendors fled in all directions.

Huang Daozhou frowned and asked, "Who are these people? Are they so arrogant?"

Wang Yu snorted coldly: "It's not Lin Zongwen. His brother Wei Tianjue is dead, and now he is shaking."

As Emperor Wanli once again suppressed the court meeting, the tax supervisor breathed a sigh of relief. Gao Yin's minions began to tremble again. This time, their targets began to target the students in Ba Min, because Gao Yin found that Wanli was very disgusted with these scholars. , to bully all living beings and provoke conflicts can gain the emperor's support.

Moreover, the families of these students are richer than ordinary families. In the past, Gao Yin did not dare to blackmail, but now he can get a lot of money with just one knock.

It is no wonder that Wang Yu, who is also a scholar, would be so disgusted with things that harm their own kind.

Wang Wenlong knew that if things continued like this, chaos would break out in Fuzhou soon.

But now Wang Wenlong is not too concerned about this, and all his energy is devoted to the "Xunbao".

Tomorrow "Xunbao" will be released. Wang Wenlong doesn't know whether the first comprehensive newspaper in this time and space and the novels and stories he has written will be popular among readers.

(End of this chapter)