Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

With Fang Zheng Yi's full promotion, reporters began to walk the streets and alleys the next day.

Fang Zheng Yi was sitting in the newspaper office, pondering deeply.

The newspaper was divided into several sections: Approaching Science, Sunshine Politics, People's Lives, Celebrity Interviews, etc....

Fang Zheng Yi was mainly in charge of Sunshine Politics. In a few days, after the newspaper was published, he could use public opinion to influence the officials.

Doing so was obviously a bit rushed, but he had no time to delay.

Even if the officials donated grain, how much could they donate, when would they donate it, and how long would it take to transport it to the South? These were all uncontrollable factors.

Fang Zheng Yi could only reduce the time in the parts where he could make a difference.

However, now he was not thinking about the politics section; that part was not urgent yet.

What he wanted to write now was Approaching Science.

Since the blood of the eminent monk of Fuyun Temple became famous, things seemed to be developing in a strange direction.

Bottles and bottles of monk's blood appeared on the market.

Obviously, those monks didn't have that much blood to give, but the market had already been hyped up.

So, the various fake bloods currently popular on the market must have unknown origins.

A group of ignorant people would spend a high price to buy and drink it, and who knows what diseases they would develop.

Blood is dirtier than anything else.

Fang Zheng Yi pondered for a long time and solemnly put pen to paper.

【Approaching Science, First Issue: The Cursed Fuyun Temple!】

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The next day, in every neighborhood in the city, the well-arranged newsboys went to the streets with their bags.

They were hawking along the road.

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers! The Crown Prince Daily is launched today! All the latest news in the city is in the newspaper! Only five copper coins per copy!"

Many scholars curiously surrounded the newsboys.

However, the surrounding people were also very curious, but they stood and watched. The newspaper was obviously full of words, which they couldn't understand, so buying it would be a waste.

Soon, someone surrounded them and asked curiously, "Little boy! What are you selling? Does it have anything to do with the Crown Prince?"

"This is called a newspaper! All the big and small events in the city will be written in the newspaper every day. This newspaper is personally handled by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Only five copper coins per copy, limited quantity, first come, first served!"

"The Crown Prince's stuff? Really five copper coins? Give me one to take a look!"

Five copper coins was just the price of a bowl of plain noodles. To exchange it for a piece of paper full of words was obviously great value.

The people who came to buy it didn't hesitate too much and directly gave the money to buy a copy.

The scholar took the newspaper handed over by the newsboy, unfolded it, and read it carefully. His friend next to him also leaned over.

Soon, the scholar smiled and said to the people around him, "Brother Liu, this newspaper is a bit interesting. Look, it even records the affairs of the imperial court."

Brother Liu's eyes kept looking at the Approaching Science section. Hearing him say this, he moved his eyes over.

He read softly.

"These heartwarming words in the imperial court?.... His Majesty affectionately calls Fang Zheng Yi 'Qing Fang'.... His Majesty cares about the people and cannot sleep at night, and the officials are also worried about the grain disaster...."

"Uh, it looks fresh, but it doesn't seem to have any substantial content. What exactly did the officials do? I don't understand."

"And the wording is too simple, right? Did the Crown Prince really do this?"

The two looked at each other and immediately felt that they had been deceived.

"Let's take another look!"

"Hey, there is also a Soul Chicken Soup: Dedicated to the Scholars of the World, what is this?"

"If you are not brave, no one will be strong for you."

"Who is not injured while learning to be strong."

".............."

"Afraid of hardship, suffer for a lifetime; not afraid of hardship, suffer for half a lifetime."

The two looked at each other again, their eyes a little excited, and then they looked down again.

Similar scenes began to appear one by one in the capital.

Many people felt like they were celebrating the New Year when they saw so much news in one day, and they couldn't close their mouths with joy.

After all, it was quite boring to talk about poetry every day. I didn't expect that one day there would be so many melons to eat at the same time.

Things like Night Exploration of the Widow's Door and Pig Butcher Bravely Saves the Drowning Person were recorded in no less than seven or eight articles.

However, what ordinary people are most concerned about is obviously the suspense drama, The Cursed Fuyun Temple.

Countless people gathered around the early-hired newspaper readers, listening to him tell the sensational stories about the blood of eminent monks.

Although Fang Zheng Yi only wrote the first half, the shocking words in the newspaper still made people shudder.

What serious illness, giving birth to deformed children, scholars who have been exposed to the blood of eminent monks will lead to intellectual disability, and the imperial court will never employ them, etc.

Why is all this? Everyone does not yet know, but the angry masses have already set their sights on Fuyun Temple....

As for those scholars, they must be more interested in chicken soup.

Especially Fang Zheng Yi's last modified version of "Sending Dongyang Masheng Preface", the original text was too long, and Fang Zheng Yi couldn't remember it clearly.

He wrote half of it haltingly, and then sent it to Taoyuan County to fill in the blanks, and the general meaning was completed and printed on it.

Many people's impression of Fang Zheng Yi changed greatly after reading it!

Originally, in the eyes of many scholars, the image of a great traitor became that of a person who was extremely poor in his youth, and who worked tirelessly to study, and whose hands and feet were frozen stiff but still diligent and hardworking.

May I ask, even if such a person becomes a traitor, who can't understand it?

After all, life has been so hard, how can we be critical of others?. And the short sentences in front, concise and to the point, obviously are Fang Zheng Yi's true feelings!

Is such a person really a traitor? Even if he is a traitor, he can be so frank with each other, which is really touching!

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In the newspaper office, Li Yuanzhao was still holding the newspaper and kept complaining.

He pointed at the Soul Chicken Soup section with his hand.

"Lao Fang, it's not that I'm talking about you, what's the use of you writing this Soul Chicken Soup? Isn't this a waste of space?"

Fang Zheng Yi glanced at him: "Hehe, His Highness doesn't understand this. Are there more successful scholars in the world, or more frustrated ones?"

"Of course, there are more frustrated ones? What's wrong?"

"That's right, this is written for those frustrated scholars to see. We must strive to win the love of the majority in order to have credibility."

"Tell me, those scholars who have repeatedly failed the examinations, besides being given the cold shoulder, they are ridiculed. We just happen to give them some Soul Chicken Soup to nourish their bodies..."

In fact, the main thing is to clear his name, which is too stinky.

Those related scholars will always follow the thighs they hug and blacken themselves, so we can only fight for the majority of those who are not related.

Pour chicken soup to death, I don't believe it won't work!

Of course, there are also many chicken soups in the literary world of Jing, but in Fang Zheng Yi's view, those things are too restrained and too subtle, and the purity is too low! Faint bird!

Compared with Fang Zheng Yi's 21st-century selected chicken soup, it is like stuffing a concentrated soup treasure into your mouth.

Just tell me if it's fresh!

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