Saint of the Confucian way

Master Zhou suddenly shut up.

Fang Yun knows what master Zhou wants to say, because some things are well known.

The semi Saint Chen Guanhai is nearly 200 years old and was injured when fighting with the barbarian saint. The hostile Qingguo once took a walk. It is rumored that Chen Guanhai can't last five years. If he fights with the barbarian Saint again within five years, I'm afraid he will die directly.

There is no kingdom without holiness.

Once there is no semi saint in Jingguo after Chen Guanhai's holy meteorite, according to the ten nation agreement, several neighboring countries can annex Jingguo and shoulder the responsibility of guarding the border.

It is even rumored that Zuo Xiang and Qing Guo have colluded to weaken the power of Jing Guo and prepare for Qing Guo's annexation of Jing Guo in the future.

Fang Yun put the holy page into the kraft paper bag and said, "please thank Lord CAI for me. The publication of documents..."

"Don't worry, I'll issue a publication tomorrow. Are you going to combine the two novels into one book?"

"Yes. In addition to writing the preface, I have to print tens of thousands of publicity pages, which also need to be reviewed by the literary academy. Can you make it convenient?" Fang Yun asked.

"Give it to me. I'll write it out tomorrow," said master Zhou.

"Can I write now?" Fang Yun didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

"Go to my study." master Zhou took Fang Yun to the study.

Fang Yun thanked master Zhou and sat in his study thinking about how to advertise the new book. There is no TV or Internet in this world. The best way is to send leaflets everywhere, so the content must be considered carefully.

Master Zhou read the story of the west chamber and the story of the pillow and kept the highlights in mind.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun finally wrote a brief leaflet of more than 100 words, but the content was too exaggerated. He carefully handed it to master Zhou and observed his face.

Master Zhou took a look at it, laughed and said, "after watching the west chamber, I can talk about love and become a great Confucian in the pillow? You Fang Yun, why are you so colorful?"

Master Zhou continued to read the book. After reading it, he showed that he had no choice but to lose completely to Fang Yun.

"The mental journey of the only former child student in the kingdom of Jing? The only three poems in the monthly journal of the holy way? The author's painstaking new book? The secret of the imperial examination containing Wenxiang students? The Jiangzhou Academy of Arts strongly recommended it this year? The bachelor applauded it? After seeing Wenxiang for a long time, he didn't speak? Fang Yun, you're not afraid that I'll punish you for spreading rumors and causing trouble? If you don't say anything else, Wenxiang won't speak for a long time!" Master Zhou wanted to use official power to control Fang Yun, but he was not angry at all by this wonderful propaganda page.

These words look fantastic, but when you think about them carefully, they are really attractive. Master Zhou admits that he can't think of such a strange sentence if he wants to break his head.

Fang Yun said frankly: "Sir, you said that the book" pillow in mind "can be on the" holy way ", and this book will be presented to Wen Xiang. He should not evaluate it in a short time. Of course, he was silent for a long time."

"If Wen Xiang is very dissatisfied with the book, won't you lift a stone and hit yourself in the foot?"

"That's even better. I can say, 'this is a work of surprise and anger'!"

"Sophistry!" master Zhou shook his head and smiled.

"This propaganda content is not good?" Fang Yun asked.

Master Zhou pondered for a moment and said: "the sentence 'I can talk about love after watching the west chamber and become a great Confucian in my pillow' is too much. You can let your people say it, but don't set up words to avoid giving people a handle. As for the great scholar's admiration for it, it doesn't matter. Lord Yuanjun appreciates you very much and he won't be angry. As for the literature, delete it and write another one for me."

"OK." Fang Yun took out his words and added a sentence: This is a sad love story. It is a tortuous and moving legendary experience. The first three poems of shuangjiasheng are dedicated to Fang Yun!

When Fang Yun finished writing and looked carefully, he only felt the wonderful smell of ancient costume bitterness TV drama.

Master Zhou looked at the last sentence for a long time and said nothing. Fang Yun simply used his name to the extreme and was not introverted at all.

After a while, master Zhou said, "I'm afraid the novelists in Jiangzhou will starve to death as soon as the story of the west chamber is published. I'll not take it as an example. I'll ban such demagogic words in the future! If those young scholars and women see it, they will buy one even if they don't eat."

Fang Yun smiled to himself that the last part of the text was designed for women. The story of the west chamber was just the beginning, and a dream of Red Mansions was the big pit for infatuated men and women.

"When do you sell this book?"

Fang Yun coughed softly and said, "the monthly journal of Shengdao is sold in the Academy of Arts on the 1st of each month. Sir, can you please allow me to sell books in front of the Academy of Arts for a day?"

"You..." master Zhou was so smart that he couldn't speak.

Shengdao is sold on the 1st of each month, and Wen Bao is sold on the 1st, 10th and 20th of each month. Neither of the two newspapers is delivered to the door. They are only sold in the bookstore of the Wen Yuan. The most people are in front of the Wen Yuan on the 1st of each month.

"The literary academy expressly stipulates that you are not allowed to sell anything in front of the literary academy. I can't help you."

"Then I drove ten ox carts to the printing workshop of the literary academy to pick up books. Someone wanted to buy books when passing by the main gate of the literary academy. Can't the literary academy punish me?"

The wonderful scene of ten ox carts filled with the story of the West Chamber swaggering through the market emerged in master Zhou's book. He suddenly felt a headache. Fang Yun was so opportunistic, so he said vaguely: "be careful. I can't protect you in case of disaster."

"Thank you, sir!" Fang Yun was overjoyed.

"How many copies of this book are first printed?" asked master Zhou.

"There are nearly one million people in Dayuan Prefecture alone. There are many more scholars here than in Jixian County. I plan to print 50000 copies at a time," Fang Yun said.

"Pricing geometry?"

"After all, this book is not needed for the imperial examination. The price can't be too high. One book of fifty words is enough." Fang Yun said.

"Yes, but can someone help you?"

"Of course, I opened a Sanwei bookstore and discussed it with the guys in the bookstore." Fang Yun said.

Master Zhou said, "you leave the manuscript here. I'll make a preface tonight. I'll write you a warrant before you leave. Tomorrow, you can go to Wenhui hall to get the publishing documents with the warrant and go directly to the printing workshop to get the books."

Fang Yun's eyes fell on his manuscript and his heart was not good. He said, "I need the manuscript to go to the printing workshop of the literary academy. I can't go empty handed tomorrow."

With a wave of his hand, master Zhou put Fang Yun's novel manuscript and two advertising manuscripts away, "solemnly" stuffed them into his clothes, looked at Fang Yun warily and said, "I'll ask someone to deliver the manuscript to the printing workshop. You can pick up the book directly at that time."

"Your Excellency, you are unkind. I wrote this manuscript for ten days and nights. I revised it many times and almost lost my head." Fang Yun quickly complained.

Master Zhou said, "don't mention it for the time being. You need to make a preface in the future. Remember to come to me."

Fang Yun stared into master Zhou's eyes and said, "county magistrate Cai gave me a holy page. It is said that the Sihai dragon family offered the highest price of 521!"

Master Zhou immediately showed his fierce light and showed his official authority.

Fang Yun has no fear.

The literary position of Shengyuan is the first and the official position is the second. Even the monarchs of the ten countries can't deprive a child of the literary position. Therefore, even if Fang Yun offends Zuo Xiang, who is in power, the scholars in Jixian County are still willing to make friends with him.

When scholars have literary positions, they have confidence. Many scholars who don't care about official positions are neither arrogant nor inferior in the face of power. Because of this, even if Zuo Xiang is strong, more than 80% of the people in the military and departments of literature still oppose him.

A moment later, master Zhou glared at Fang Yun and said, "in the future, the books to be published by your Sanwei bookstore will be reviewed at the first time, and the results will be published within 12 hours. If you go to the printing workshop, you can give priority to printing."

Fang Yun is still staring at master Zhou's book.

Master Zhou said reluctantly, "I'll ask your excellency yuan Jun to let this book pass the review of the holy Academy at the first time, and then you can contact the three booksellers to sell books in other countries! I'll ask yuan Jun for instructions on your pillow in mind, so that it can become a necessary reading for all academies and literary academies in Jiangzhou. Only this one, your name will soon spread all over Jiangzhou, and a single book of pillow in mind will be published You can also sell nearly 10000 copies. "

Fang Yun was very satisfied. He listed "pillow in mind" as a necessary reading for a state, which was of great significance and more important than Zhenguo poetry, but his look remained the same.

Finally, master Zhou showed a reluctant look and said, "I'll take the last step. I can't go back any more. I'm one of the editors and reviewers of Wen Bao in Jiangzhou. I can try my best to get some news published in Wen Bao. As long as you need it and meet the conditions of Wen Bao, I'll try my best to help you get on Wen Bao."

Fang Yun immediately smiled. Unexpectedly, he gained so much. He knows the value of Wen Bao or the media better than everyone in the world. The media can even become the main force to subvert a country.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. The students are leaving." Fang Yun thanked him.

With an unhappy face, master Zhou wrote a warrant to Fang Yun, and then sent Fang Yun away. But as soon as he looked back, the smile on master Zhou's face was like a flower. He carefully took out Fang Yun's manuscript and looked at it with intoxication.

"Good things, good things! What gold, silver, jewelry and curios can match the wisdom of a scholar! I'm satisfied just watching and touching. Yes, very good. I'll help him more in the future."

The more he read the master Zhou's book, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but go straight to the house of Li Wenying, the king of Jiangzhou State Academy, with the manuscript of the book in the pillow.

Not long after, master Zhou suddenly shouted in pain and anger in Li's house.

"Li Wenying! How dare you rob me... The manuscript presented to me by Fang Yun! I want to see you! As a great scholar and a third grade officer, you rob me of a sixth grade master's book and a small personal property of raising people's literary positions. You're crazy!"

"How dare you force me to leave with war poems? I'll be killed in front of your house! Give me back the pillow! Otherwise I'll sue the emperor!"

"Despicable! Despicable!"

"Mr. Yuan Jun, Mr. Li, please do me a favor and return my pillow!"

"OK! OK! OK! I'm going to lock up the romance of the west chamber now, so that you won't see the manuscript all your life! I'll also repair the book and tell Cai he that I won't show you the manuscript of Ji Xian's early trip!"

"Li Wenying, old bastard, I'm not finished with you!"

Master Zhou scolded tired and complained in a low voice, "is this retribution?" then he went home unhappily.

Fang Yun got good luck and went home happily. Before going to bed, he put on two sticks of incense and fell asleep safely.