This is really a failure of plans to keep up with changes.
Zhang Fei never expected that Sima Guang would have the idea to write.
This cannot be refused and must be satisfied.
Zhang Fei quickly asked someone to bring pens, ink and paper.
Since Sima Guang was aroused by Xu Zhiqian's article and his thoughts surged, he didn't need to think too much and quickly wrote an article.
"Wow, Grand Master Sima is really a master of writing. This article is written in a fluent and smooth manner, which is amazing. It's so enjoyable! It's really enjoyable!"
Zhang Fei took the article Sima Guang had just written, his eyes filled with tears, he was foaming at the mouth, and he was very excited.
Sima Guang, on the other hand, looked askance at his true interpretation without saying a word.
"Uh, why is Grand Bachelor Sima looking at me like this?"
Zhang Fei asked with some anxiety.
Sima Guang chuckled and said: "Stop flattering me, you are so stupid. Do you know how to appreciate this article?"
I praised you so much and you belittled me like this. It's really not fun. Zhang Fei smiled and said nothing.
To be honest, apart from the fact that the writing is really good, he really doesn't understand what's so good about this article.
As far as his literary quality is concerned, as long as he uses the right words and reads fluently, he is very good.
Sima Guang stroked his beard and said: "Let's just say that writing articles is indeed a talent. As for Wang Jiefu's other aspects, I am not convinced by him, but this article is the only one I have exhausted my whole life. I'm afraid
I can’t even write about him.”
As he said that, he turned to look at Zhang Fei and changed the topic: "But the stupid bird flies first, hard work can make up for the poor. You can't stop writing just because you can't write well. If you always let Qian'er write for you, it will never be possible for you to make progress.
"
His literary attainments are actually very remarkable. He is a great contemporary writer, and few people in history can match him. After all, he is the man who wrote Zizhi Tongjian, but he happened to meet Wang Anshi, Ouyang Xiu, and Su Shi behind him.
, the two Su Zhe brothers concealed his sharp edge.
In this age where geniuses emerge in large numbers, Sima Guangdu could only adhere to the concept that hard work can make up for weakness.
He has indeed managed to make up for his shortcomings through hard work, but he is definitely a genius.
This is really terrible.
The most demoralizing thing in life is to discover that a genius works harder than you.
Zhang Fei has completely given up on working in this area. His requirement for himself is to practice until his handwriting is neat and his sentences are smooth, so that everyone can understand them.
If he takes one more step, he won't take it.
It really makes no sense.
He can at most be the porter of an article.
That's all.
"yes."
Zhang Fei still responded: "Zhang San will definitely keep in mind the lessons of Grand Scholar Sima."
Sima Guang saw that his expression was not sincere at all, and knew that he was also perfunctory, so he stopped talking. After all, everyone has their own ambitions, and suddenly said with a serious face: "What I just praised Wang Jiefu, you must not tell Wang Jiefu, otherwise
, I can’t spare you.”
"Oh, I know, I know, I will never tell you."
Zhang Fei nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself, this pair of enemies.
But Sima Guang can't leave now, because Zhang Fei still has to take his article to the workshop to compare and see which words in the article do not have movable type. If not, they must be modified.
After all, no one here can change Sima Guang's article, he can only change it himself.
Fortunately, Sima Guang also paid attention to this and tried to use more commonly used characters. In the end, there were only twelve characters without movable type, which was fewer than Xu Zhiqian's articles.
After the revision, Sima Guang took his leave.
"Sanlang, what should we do?"
Hou Donglai looked at Zhang Fei eagerly.
Zhang Fei asked: "What should we do?"
Hou Donglai said: "Are we printing the articles of the great scholar Sima, or the articles of Lady Xu?"
Zhang Fei pondered for a while and said: "Du Yin. Zhi Qian's words are still as agreed before, but the price of Sima Grand Scholar's article is ten cents more, and the number of printing is five hundred more, and the edition is also kept.
If it's popular, we'll continue to print more."
Hou Donglai nodded, "Yes, I understand."
After giving the instructions, Zhang Fei also took a carriage and went home.
When he returned home, he informed Xu Zun and his daughter about the matter.
Xu Zun is also a literati and can understand Sima Guang. If he were not the person involved, he would write it himself. Writing articles is the biggest hobby of literati. He caressed his beard and said with a smile: "Qian'er, you are just trying to attract others!"
But Xu Zhiqian complained: "Zhang San, since Sima Grand Scholar has written it, don't print my article. This will make people laugh at me."
She also has self-awareness. If you put her articles together with Sima Guang's, hers is bullshit. The gap is too big.
"Different."
Zhang Fei said: "Master Sima wrote it completely according to his own wishes, and I did not dare to interfere. In comparison, your article is more to my liking, so I decided to print it all."
Sima Guang's article contained too much personal information, and it also promoted his concept of cutting expenditures and hiding wealth among the people. Xu Zhiqian's article was what they had discussed, and the two were actually different.
Xu Zhiqian said anxiously: "You didn't lie to me, did you? If I am laughed at, I will settle the score with you."
Zhang Fei said: "Don't worry, I will publish your articles separately. The small tea shop on the roadside will publish your articles, and the Rubaifanlou will publish the articles of Sima Dajun."
Xu Zhiqian nodded: "This is more or less the same."
She didn't want to come up with this name.
She felt extremely embarrassed just thinking about it.
If Sima Guang and the others didn't bother to write it, then she didn't think it mattered. But if Sima Guang did write it, then she felt it was very embarrassing.
There is a saying that if you raise an army for a thousand days, you can use it in just one moment.
The craftsmen at the genuine bookstore have been engaged in research and development and preparation for more than half a year. Although they are not short of wages, they have not made any money. Everyone is not sure whether they can make money by researching and developing every day.
?
Now that business has arrived, everyone is as if they have been given a shot of blood and are risking their lives.
Soon, the first paper newspaper in history was published.
At the same time, Zhang Fei also released the news and planned to put the newspaper into various restaurants and teahouses for sale.
Shopkeepers from major restaurants immediately came upon hearing the news.
Everyone is not stupid.
The previous tabloid has been fermenting for many days, and the sudden response is really eye-catching.
Full of gimmicks.
If other restaurants have it but your restaurant does not, then the loss may not be just the numbers on paper, but even the status may be affected.
Hou Donglai, who has been printing for many years, finally experienced the feeling of being a master.
He told the shopkeepers very arrogantly to keep the money and send someone here on the fourth watch three days later to pick up the goods.
It's that simple.
Inspection?
hehe!
Do you like to buy it or not?
Those shopkeepers kept the money honestly without saying a word. They didn't even know that they bought Sima Guang's article.
"Shopkeeper, how are you doing?"
Hongzhong asked quietly.
Hou Donglai said: "All are sold."
"What? All sold?" Hong Zhong said in shock: "It's so expensive, will anyone buy it?"
This price frightened the craftsmen, and the profit had already reached ten times.
Hou Donglai said: "Maybe we sold it cheaply and got the shopkeeper, but no one said it was expensive."
Hong Zhong scratched his head when he heard this. How could a commoner like him understand this? It was incredible.
This is much more profitable than printing books.
It's really developed this time.
Three days later, Bai Fun Tower.
Early in the morning, Fan Yong and his son took more than 20 maidservants and stood in front of the door to welcome guests, because in the past two days, all the private seats and private rooms in Baifan Tower were booked.
And all of them have great backgrounds, including Han Qi, Zeng Gongliang, Cao Ping, Gu Ji, etc.
They are all court ministers and relatives of the emperor.
In the end, they were all judges from the third division.
Because this matter also involved the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, when everyone heard that the other side was going to fight back, they definitely came to find out.
Many scholar-bureaucrats even sent people to make reservations themselves, only to receive the reply that they were sold out and could only go to restaurants to see them.
Han Qi just sat down, ignoring the beautiful scenery outside the window and the delicacies of Bailanlou, and said directly to Fan Yong: "Didn't you say there are tabloids to read? Where are the tabloids?"
At his age, how could he be in the mood to come to breakfast early in the morning just to read the newspaper?
"Mr. Han, please wait a moment."
Fan Yong quickly ordered his maid to fetch a tabloid.
Han Qi held the tabloid and asked, "Is this a tabloid?"
Fan Yong quickly replied: "Yes, you can read it after opening it."
Han Qi nodded and opened the newspaper. This definitely opened up a new world!
Fan Yong asked carefully: "What would Mr. Han want to eat?"
This is a restaurant, not a library. We can’t just read newspapers!
"ah?"
Han Qi glanced at him, then at the old servant beside him.
The old servant quickly pulled Fan Yong away and ordered some of Han Qi's favorite breakfast dishes.
Han Qi was soon fascinated, but as he looked at it, he suddenly frowned, "This style of writing is quite familiar, as if I have seen it before."
His eyes moved to the end and he said in surprise: "Sima Junshi? It turns out this was written by Sima Junshi. No wonder it looks familiar, why!"
He quickly called Fan Yong over again.
"Exceptor, how come this article was written by Sima Junshi?"
"When I return to Xianggong Han, the common people don't know." Fan Yong explained: "We only found out early this morning that the official bookstore printed two copies this time, one written by Mrs. Xu and the other by Mrs. Xu.
Written by Grand Bachelor Sima."
"Ms. Xu?"
"That's Xu Zhiqian, the daughter of the temple official."
"oh."
Han Qi nodded, "Excuse me, please bring me a copy."
Fan Yong said: "Yes."
Originally, Xu Zhiqian's article would not be published in Baifanlou, but Fan Zheng used his connections to get a few copies.
Because the protagonist of this matter is Xu Zun, Xu Zhiqian must represent Xu Zun, and this is the real response.
Han Qi is also a great writer. Normally he would look down on Xu Zhiqian's articles, but today he also wanted to take a look.
After Fan Yong left, Han Qi looked at it carefully again, nodded frequently and said: "As expected of Sima Junshi, this writing style is very sophisticated, not bad, not bad, the writing is really good."
The style of Sima Guang's articles is simple and unpretentious, but they hide very clever skills. They are many times better than those old marketing accounts, even though they are doing the same thing.
He cleverly focused on taking into account the landlords' thoughts, which meant that they all felt that this act of killing was very unfair to the landlords, so this meeting was held.
Let me tell you very tactfully that we are not targeting the landlords, but thinking about them.
If the landlord is not considered, then there is no need to discuss it.
As for Xu Zun's statement, it was just mentioned casually during the discussion. He even wrote down the original words he said at the time, indicating that they did not agree with it, including Xu Zun, who did not say anything more.
Then he began to explain his own views, cutting expenditures, hiding wealth among the people, and governing the world together. He connected these three concepts with the issue of tenants, such as cutting expenditures and hiding wealth among the people. He also pointed out that the imperial court imposed too many taxes and miscellaneous taxes.
It's not entirely the landlord's fault.
As for co-ruling the world, he directly came to flatter him.
He said that the scholar-bureaucrats all regard the world as their own responsibility. When the local area is in trouble, many scholar-bureaucrats come forward to come forward. How could it endanger the stability of the place? He also gives an example that Sima Guang reads books every day and gives examples, which is what he is best at.
This method has no impact on the scholar-bureaucrats. They are just worried that some villains will stir up trouble.
Anyway, it’s full of private goods.
And his ideas are in the same vein as Fan Zhongyan and others, and Han Qi is one of the Qingli gentlemen, so of course he also agrees.
I was fascinated by what I was watching, but as I watched, I suddenly felt that there was a lot of people outside.
Han Qi couldn't help but get up and go outside the private room. Looking around, he saw that the building was already crowded with people, either court officials or retired scholar-bureaucrats at home.
Everyone was holding tabloids, talking eloquently and arguing endlessly.
This made Han Qi's thoughts seem to go back to his youth, when he and Fu Bi and other friends had a high-spirited discussion about current affairs. How beautiful it was at that time.
The consumption of this Ailan Tower is not cheap, and there are few in the court who are richer than him. He must be sitting in the best private room and enjoying the best service, but at this moment, he feels very lonely. This tabloid cannot
One look.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of Zeng Gongliang and others sitting in the elegant seats, and he walked over in a hurry.
Of course Wang Anshi knew about this, but he would not come to a luxurious place like Baifan Building. He had no interest in food and clothing, and to be honest, he couldn't afford it. After all, he still had to pay the mortgage.
While he was there, he went to the tavern that was relatively close to the imperial city, ready to take a look, and then went to work on the way, but unexpectedly he saw Sima Guang's article.
This early in the morning affects my mood!
"As expected of Sima University, this article is really well written!"
"I really don't know why the officials want to believe in Wang Jiefu, when the ideas of the great scholar Sima are more reasonable."
Wang Anshi sat alone in the corner holding the newspaper, covering his face with the newspaper, reading Sima Guang's article, and listening to the praise of Sima Guang from the next table. It was really off-putting, and he was so angry that he couldn't even eat breakfast.