Chapter 700 Nine times out of ten, what the third son is writing won't be too much
Chapter 700 Nine times out of ten, what the Third Young Master is writing is not too serious (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi looked at Wu Meiniang with a confused expression, a nervous expression and complicated eyes. An older woman? What do you mean, are you talking about your mother?
No, no, no, a serious person like me will definitely not gnaw on old age, and I will definitely not smelt copper.
Wu Meiniang waited anxiously for a long time, only to see Cheng Sanlang looking at her blankly for a long time without saying a word, and she couldn't help but wonder.
"Third brother, what are you thinking about?"
"You, an older woman, do you have a specific range?" Cheng Chubi coughed twice and asked with a serious expression.
Wu Meiniang sighed in frustration, knowing that when talking to Cheng Sanlang, she couldn't be roundabout, she could only go straight to the point.
"I mean, third brother, are you in a hurry to get married..."
As soon as she said this, Wu Meiniang's face turned red and her eyes drooped, her eyes watery.
Cheng Chubi looked at this delicate and charming girl, um... how about flirting with her?
Hmm... But how to tease? A straightforward flirting method, a pun-based flirting method, or a bottomless flirting style...
Suddenly, Article 236 of the Criminal Law flashed in his mind, with big red fonts, making Cheng Chubi suffocate deeply.
Cheng Chubi quickly shook his head and spoke seriously.
"Of course I'm not in a hurry, not at all. I'm still waiting patiently for the sixteen-year-old girl in her prime."
Wu Meiniang couldn't help but her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth raised happily. Well, sixteen years old, well... that means we still have to wait three years.
"Third brother, didn't your family members urge you?"
Wu Meiniang's little face was rosy and she blinked at the handsome and cute Cheng Sanlang with her watery eyes.
"Ha, my eldest brother and second brother are both still bachelors, so there is no way to push me. Besides, I am going to have a good chat with His Majesty and ask him to postpone marrying his daughter."
"In this case, my second brother will have to wait for another three years, tsk tsk tsk..."
When Cheng Chubi thought about his second brother knowing that he had to wait three years to marry a wife, he couldn't help but grinned with glee.
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Wu Meiniang, who had relieved her worries, inquired about the scene on the day the prince entered the city. Of course Cheng Chubi was happy to show off.
The flying stars of spittle made the Prince's Royal Highness's entrance into the city that day so exciting that Wu Mei Niang sighed in a leisurely way.
"One and four hundred thousand books. Third brother, you are really amazing. You actually developed such a powerful printing technology.
In just a few months, so many books can be printed."
Seeing Wu Meiniang's eyes shining with excitement and her thick eyelashes trembling slightly with excitement, Cheng Chubi also cheered a few times along with her.
When I think that Jinyang Book Printing House is currently suspended from work and production, I can't help but let out a long sigh.
Seeing Wu Meiniang's doubtful look, Cheng Chubi smiled a little sadly and said, "Do you think it's obviously a good thing, but I'm still so unhappy?"
"Because this printing house is so powerful, His Majesty is holding back. He doesn't want the printing house to print the Four Books and Five Classics anymore for the time being. He wants to wait until the current storm has passed."
"Then if this happens, wouldn't the printing house not be able to make any money?" Wu Meiniang said with sympathy as she looked at Cheng Sanlang who looked a little lonely.
When this was mentioned, Cheng Chubi almost burst into tears.
"Haha, not only can't make any money, but now I'm still carrying a lot of debt."
Taking advantage of the situation, he complained to Wu Meiniang about the use of the 1.4 million books, and the hard work was in vain and he still owed a sum of cost.
Seeing Cheng Sanlang's appearance, Wu Meiniang felt distressed and wanted to raise her hand to smooth his frown.
As an excellent and intelligent woman, Wu Meiniang began to think about how to make the bookshop that could not print the Four Books and Five Classics run as quickly as possible and make money.
It might as well alleviate Cheng Sanlang's sorrow. Wu Meiniang's eyes suddenly lit up as she thought.
"Actually, I think it's okay if you don't print books, Third Brother. In fact, you can also print some other things..."
"something else?"
"Yes, during this period, the day of the imperial examination is getting closer and closer. Even in the palace, everyone is talking about the imperial examination. The concubines are talking about the poems or articles of the past candidates...
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"Mei Niang thought, since Third Brother, your bookstore can arrange texts at will, why not start with those scholars who gather from all over the world?"
"We specialize in printing some pamphlets, collecting the articles and poems of those who have been at the top of the imperial examinations. In addition, third brother, your "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" can also be printed..."
Cheng Chubi stared blankly at this charming girl, watching her speak confidently and logically.
Darling, this is Her Majesty the Queen from another historical time and space. Her brain is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.
After Wu Meiniang Taotao kept talking about her idea, she looked up and saw Cheng Sanlang staring directly at her.
Those eyes were as sharp as two hot hands, which made Wu Meiniang feel ashamed and she couldn't help but said angrily, "Third brother, what are you looking at so stupidly?"
"We have to wait another three years..." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but look at the charming girl in front of him with some melancholy and murmured.
The next second, Cheng Chubi saw Wu Meiniang subconsciously picking up the wooden inkstone on the desk.
However, she still put her face back with a pretty blush, reservedly, glanced at Cheng Sanlang, a scumbag, and walked away quickly.
Looking at Wu Meiniang's somewhat hasty back, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but glance at the inkstone. Could it be that this girl was also looking forward to the passing of three years?
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I have to say that what Wu Meiniang said just now is equivalent to opening a window for Cheng Sanlang.
The views she provided reminded Cheng Chubi of the newspapers and magazines of later generations before the rise of online media.
Don't these things rely on timeliness and copying hot topics? Think about the master of martial arts novels, Mr. Jin, who supported Mingpao with just a pen.
And I can actually run a newspaper. Even if I don't have the talent like Teacher Jin, I can use similar methods.
For example, the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is divided into volumes and each chapter is divided into one issue, plus various news about the imperial examinations that are most concerned about by those scholars in Chang'an nowadays.
Of course, it is indispensable. You can also talk about various government affairs of the Tang Dynasty and praise the court...
Or, write a reportage-like thing about the huge sensation caused by the prince's entry into the city.
The more Cheng Chubi thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. He simply picked up a quill and started recording his thoughts and ideas one by one.
I saw the Third Young Master there laughing and writing furiously, and I thought of Miss Wu running away with her face flushed and her cheeks red.
Tsk tsk... Nine times out of ten, what the Third Young Master is writing is not too serious.