If I let you stay in Lingnan, how could you become the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty?

Chapter 76 Liangzhou Ci, Chang'an Daily Special Edition

"Extra number, extra number!"

"The Sixth Prince has arrived in Liangzhou and has written two poems about Liangzhou!"

"Your Majesty personally wrote a comment in red, praising it highly, saying that it is a masterpiece that will be passed down through the ages!"

"It's only ten cents a copy, come and buy it, be the first to see it, if you're late you won't be able to buy it!"

A newsboy in a blue cloth short jacket was holding a Chang'an Daily supplementary edition high in the air, shouting out his wares on the street.

Soon, a group of Tang Dynasty men and women gathered around and took out their copper coins:

"Give me one!"

"I want two!"

"I also want……"

Li An's heroic demeanor and the song he sang before leaving won him countless fans in Chang'an City.

Many Chang'an citizens automatically became his loyal fans, and countless girls' dreams began to include more content about him.

For this reason, when many people heard that the poems were written by the Sixth Prince in Liangzhou and that Emperor Li Shimin had personally praised them with his red ink, they immediately took out their money without hesitation and rushed to buy them.

Soon, the first person who got the newspaper began to read this special edition of Chang'an Daily intently.

I just finished reading a poem of Liangzhou, and I couldn't help but applaud!

"excellent!"

"The wine is in the luminescent cup, and the pipa is urging me to drink!"

"The scenery in front was beautiful, but behind it was a murderous aura, but it was really amazing!"

However, he had no desk in front of him, so he could only beat his chest and stamp his feet:

"Why can he write such wonderful poems, but I can't write a single word!"

"Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. How many men have ever returned from the battles of old? This heroic spirit of staying out of life and death makes me shudder!"

"Sixth Prince, Sixth Prince, you are truly a genius..."

Another woman was holding a newspaper next to her, her eyes full of stars:
"The Yellow River flows far away among the white clouds, and there is a lonely city on the top of the ten thousand feet mountain!"

"How magnificent, how desolate and lonely..."

"Why bamboo flute complain willow, spring is not degree Pass!"

After reading these sentences, she seemed to have followed Li An's brushstrokes and arrived at the endless desert of yellow sand.

The biting northwest wind stains the warriors' battle robes!
The Sixth Prince, riding a white horse, with a face covered in dust and eyes filled with frost, held a long pole in his hand, and stood proudly outside Yumen Pass...

"Sixth Prince, you must come back safely!"

"If you return safely, I will burn a hundred... no, tens of millions of incense sticks in front of the Buddha!"

……

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Li Shimin held the two poems sent back by Li An and looked at them intently, as if he couldn't let them go.

Who in the world does not love this kind of poetry that can be passed down to future generations?

What’s more, this poem was actually written by his son!

Although he had read it many times and even wrote an annotation in red ink with his own hand to publish it in a special edition of Chang'an Daily, Li Shimin still seemed to love it not enough!

"Good boy, you are worthy of being my son!"

"The heroic spirit in the poem is exactly the same as the feelings I had when I went to battle! Haha..."

But Li Shimin seemed to have forgotten that although he was good at fighting, he was not good at writing poetry.

Therefore, Li An's poetic talent seems to be not just a little bit better than his!
Zhang Ananda, who was standing by and saw that the emperor was happy, also said cheerfully:
"Your Majesty, as soon as this special edition of Chang'an Daily came out, it was snapped up by the people. Even so, there are still many people who didn't get one and are beating their chests and stamping their feet in the streets!"

Li Shimin was slightly startled. This special edition of Chang'an Daily only published two poems.

According to the nature of Chang'an people, they can just circulate the books to each other and there is no need to buy all of them!
For this reason, only one thousand copies of this special issue of Chang'an Daily were printed.

"Your Majesty, you don't know!"

Zhang Ananda smiled and said:
"As soon as these two poems were published, countless people were amazed. They all said that the Sixth Prince's poems were sonorous, passionate, beautiful and stunning. In addition, there was the emperor's personal comment, which was worthy of being collected and passed down for generations!"

"Therefore, many people bought a few copies to keep as collections, and the 1,000 special editions were sold out without any sales!"

"what……"

After hearing this, Li Shimin was dumbfounded.

Such a newspaper with only two poems and two comments of the author's own words actually sold so well.

But he had never expected it!

A light bulb suddenly lit up in his head and he soon came up with an idea.

"Good things! Good things!"

"Immediately ask the newspaper to publish a special edition of the Chang'an Daily, using the best rice paper with beautiful borders. Print An'er's poems exactly as they were in the letter, and add my red comments!"

"besides……"

Li Shimin's eyes moved as he spoke, as if his business acumen was fully activated at this moment:
"Attached to the newspaper is a copy of the Sixth Prince's autograph!"

Zhang Ananda was also very excited when he heard this:
"A newspaper like this should cost at least fifty cents a copy, right?"

"Fifty cents?"

Li Shimin glared:
"I want to eat shit!"

"A newspaper like this would cost at least ten taels of silver! And..."

Li Shimin suddenly thought of a word Li An had said, clapped his hands and laughed:
“Only 10,000 copies will be printed, while stocks last!”

That’s right, this is called hunger marketing!

Only sell 10,000 copies so that people have nowhere else to buy them, which will attract even more people.

When Zhang Ananda heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

A newspaper costs ten taels of silver!
Is this still a newspaper?

Moreover, a copy of the Sixth Prince's autograph was included with the newspaper?
The Sixth Prince is not in Chang'an, where did the signature come from!

Li Shimin heard this and laughed:
"I have a lot of An'er's signatures here. Just pick a signature from a letter and engrave it exactly as it is. How can An'er's autograph cost ten taels?"

"But that's enough, remember to do as I say!"

Speaking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but feel proud of his business plan.

One copy of the newspaper costs ten taels of silver, and ten thousand copies costs one hundred thousand taels!
Such a huge sum of money is almost enough to be used as a month's military salary for Li An and his men.

What a windfall!

I didn't expect that even though Li An had left Chang'an, he could still bring me such a big business opportunity!
You are worthy of being my lucky star...

Thinking of this, Li Shimin reached out and patted Zhang Ananda on the shoulder:

"This is called hunger marketing, do you understand?"

"Xiao Zhang, you are still too young. You are far behind me in wisdom!"

Zhang Ananda felt flattered when Li Shimin patted him on the shoulder.

But suddenly, he looked at Li Shimin with some surprise.

Your Majesty seems to be behaving more and more like the Sixth Prince!
Is it that the son looks like the father, or is it that the father looks like the son?

(End of this chapter)