Chapter 2477 These articles have one thing in common
Li Shimin had already returned to Wencheng Hall, stood in front of the warm iron stove, and took off his cloak and robe.
After a short meeting, his whole body felt warm and comfortable, and Li Shimin calmly sat down behind the desk.
He glanced up and saw the memorial lying on the desk waiting for approval. Naturally, the newspaper that was just released today was also indispensable.
His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who was in a very happy mood at this time, the big hand that originally stretched out for the memorial slipped, and then he stopped and read a few newspapers for entertainment.
Then I realized something was wrong. After I copied the "Chang'an Xunbao", I discovered that there was actually a newspaper below.
Li Shimin, who was quite curious, reached out again and took another newspaper in front of him to take a look.
""Luoyang Xunbao"? Oops... I didn't expect that boy Cheng Sanlang is quite thoughtful. Well, well..."
Zhao Kun on the side glanced sideways at the "Luoyang Xunbao" and instantly realized what His Majesty meant.
Chang'an was the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty before, so a "Chang'an Xunbao" was compiled there.
Now, Luoyang has become the imperial capital of the Tang Dynasty, and he also started a newspaper here.
Tsk tsk...Looking at His Majesty's swollen eyebrows and relaxed eyes, this flattery was really shot very accurately.
At this moment, the confidant of the bodyguards was carefully observing His Majesty's micro-expressions and guessing his mood.
Suddenly I saw His Majesty fart in an inelegant manner, muttering something in a low voice, and then continued to read with relish.
But soon, I saw that His Majesty's expression was getting weirder and weirder. From the suspicion at the beginning, it turned into uncertainty, and in the end, his eyes widened in an exaggerated way, with an expression of disbelief on his face.
In such a short period of time, His Majesty's expression had undergone such an exaggerated change, which made Zhao Kun feel itchy in his heart.
Unfortunately, it was too far away and I couldn't really see the fine print on the newspaper, but I still caught the eye-catching headline out of the corner of my eye.
Looking at the title that is as smelly and long as an old woman's foot wrap, it is exaggerated and at the same time very attractive.
This made Zhao Kun want to know more and more what the content of this article was.
The Emperor of the Tang Dynasty was so horrified. Could it be that the title was not just a conspiracy, but that it really revealed some big scandal about Kong Jijiu?
Just when Zhao Kun's heart was full of questions and his eyes were full of gossip, he heard light footsteps coming from the direction of the palace door.
Soon, the door curtain was lifted, and Empress Changsun and Li Mingda, a mother and daughter who looked alike and were like sisters, arrived hand in hand.
Zhao Kun did not dare to neglect, and hurried forward to greet her with a respectful salute. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Empress Changsun raising her hand to signal silence.
At this moment, Empress Changsun looked at her husband's expression very curiously. She felt that her husband seemed to be frightened by something, and he looked dumbfounded.
This made Empress Changsun couldn't help but glance at her daughter Li Mingda beside her.
Li Mingda blinked his watery eyes and whispered.
"Mom, what's wrong with dad? He seems to be frightened."
Facing this daughter who was best at pretending to be innocent and ignorant, Empress Changsun rolled her eyes secretly and walked straight to her husband.
Only then did Li Shimin notice that there was another person in front of him.
"Guanyin Maid, why are you here..."
Empress Changsun gently sat next to Li Shimin, her eyes fell on the newspaper in her husband's hand and she said.
"Husband, what are you looking at? You are so absorbed in looking at it that you don't even know when I and Mingda come in."
Li Shimin turned his head, showed a kind smile towards his daughter, waved and asked impatiently.
"Mingda, you came just in time. Do you know about your husband's persecution of the "Luoyang Xun Bao"?"
"My daughter knows, my husband said that Chang'an and Luoyang are the most densely populated cities in the Tang Dynasty, and now Luoyang has become the new capital of the Tang Dynasty."
"If there is no newspaper belonging to Luoyang, it always feels like something is missing, so my husband has been planning for this "Luoyang Xunbao" for a long time..."
As soon as Li Mingda finished speaking, Li Shimin felt his arm tighten.
"Husband...this, is this really an article written by Kong Jijiu?!"
After hearing Maid Guanyin's question that was full of shock and disbelief, Li Shimin smacked his lips and thought about it for a long time before speaking.
"Kong Qing's writing habits are like this, and he really can't see any flaws in his writing.
But my husband really can’t understand that he actually, actually praises Cheng Sanlang, Li Dejiao and Ke’er so much. It’s really…”
Li Shimin also couldn't understand. Considering the grievances between Kong Yingda and the Cheng family, he couldn't believe that this stubborn old man would actually sing praises and personally praise Cheng Sanlang and others.
Li Shimin remembered it very clearly. The original bet only stated that if Kong Yingda and others lost, they would need to publish an apology to Cheng Sanlang and others in the newspaper.
But now, the articles I have read do not look like apologies.
It was like seeing Kong Yingda, Xu Shilang, Xiao Sheren and other civil servants crying and regretting that they were blind.
How dare you ignore those young and promising martial arts disciples who are willing to dedicate their youth and sweat to the Tang Dynasty.
He also highly praised the countless hardships they had put in to improve the horse breeds in the Tang Dynasty.
In addition, we do not forget to mention the great achievements of these young talents in the past.
In short, Li Shimin felt that these things were more like self-proclaimed articles written by Cheng Sanlang himself.
However, he knew very well the abilities of his beloved son-in-law, whether it was his childlike calligraphy art or his painting skills that could make one blind.
And he never had the habit of writing any articles or letters in classical Chinese.
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Just when Li Shimin frowned, he thought hard for a long time and couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Husband, I wonder if you have noticed that these articles have one thing in common..."
"Oh? Where, where?" Li Shimin was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked.
"Husband, please look below. Here, below the apology articles of these civil servants, it is written: The copy editor is a crippled old man, and the proofreader is a layman."
"..." Li Shimin's face turned dark instantly. His mouth opened and closed, but he didn't know what to say.
The god-damn old man who is crippled by heaven and the layman who is deficient in earth. These are the nicknames those literati like to give themselves.
As an alias, it is usually related to one's own preferences, or used to express feelings.
Just like Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, who nicknamed himself Mr. Wuliu, and Fan Li in the Spring and Autumn Period, who nicknamed himself Mr. Tao Zhugong.
And what does it mean to be a crippled old man, and what the hell is a layman who is deficient in earth?