Li Er also quickly learned about Du He's sale of Datang News.
I saw him frowning: "What is this Datang News?"
Wen Buren said: "It's probably a kind of notice. It contains important news about the Tang Dynasty, anecdotes, romantic affairs, and advertisements for the four parts of the world. As for what the purpose is, I am stupid and can't guess what the uncle of Huyi County is thinking! I just heard that one
Early in the morning, Du He printed five thousand copies, that is, five thousand pieces of paper, and prepared to sell them for two cents each!"
Li Er suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect that Du He, who has always been smart, would be so stupid. Although the people in Chang'an City are rich, they are not rich. Two cents per piece of paper, and two pages of books.
Almost, how can ordinary people buy this thing... If you want to know the news, just go to the notice and read it, why do you have to spend two pennies..."
"I think so too," Wen Buren nodded. "It's just that I was afraid that Du He had other motives, so I hurried into the palace to report to His Majesty."
Li Er waved his hand magnanimously: "Let him go. This kid, I don't know what means he used, actually let Changsun Chong marry Dai Liyun. This... he did it really beautifully, haha..."
Wen Buren: "..."
…
Sikong Mansion.
The groom, Changsun Chong, and the bride, Dai Liyun, came early to pay their respects to Changsun Wuji.
Although Changsun Wuji felt that Dai Liyun had a bad background and was not worthy of the Changsun family, but his son had the same problem as him, and he was about to have no descendants, but Dai Liyun's belly was the biggest hope. After a few days, he finally figured it out.
.
The idea of letting Changsun Chong marry Princess Changle was still not given up.
Then, he asked Dai Liyun to leave first, leaving Changsun Chong behind.
Changsun Wuji said earnestly: "Chong'er, although you are ill now, you are the eldest son of Sikong Mansion and the son of my Changsun Wuji, and you cannot make mistakes because of this... The queen has been seriously ill recently, you have to
Go and walk around the palace from time to time, and after a while, when the limelight has passed, you can bring up the matter of marrying a beauty again. As long as your aunt is here, we have hope, do you understand?"
Changsun Chong nodded excitedly.
Immediately, Changsun Wuji asked: "Is there anything strange happening these days?"
Changsun Chong suddenly said with excitement: "Dad, don't you know, Du He has made a big joke these days. A few days ago, this kid claimed that he would give 10,000 yuan to Sun Simiao to study mice... Today,
Then the news came out that Du He had created something called Datang News, which was actually just a notice... and it was selling for 20,000 yuan. When the news came out, everyone said that Du He must be crazy.
I’ll be full and have nothing to do to buy these things.”
Before he finished speaking, he heard noise coming from outside.
The father and son were very curious, so they walked from the lobby to the main door. When they looked up, they saw a group of seven or eight-year-old children wearing rags running past the door, holding a stack of papers in their hands.
"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers..."
"Datang Xinbao, the first newspaper of Datang!"
"There were times when my grandson was doting on a girl at home in the middle of the night, but he was so frightened by the assassins who rushed to the door that he lost his glory..."
At first, Changsun Wuji knew that this was something done by Du He and didn't take it seriously. However, after hearing the last sentence, he lost his composure.
How many short grandchildren are there?
It sounds so strange.
The key is that while playing games at home in the middle of the night, the person who was frightened out of his glory was none other than his eldest grandson Wuji.
Changsun Wuji.
How many short grandchildren are there?
Changsun Wuji instantly felt that things were not that simple, so he shouted: "Come here, go buy that... newspaper!"
The servant hurried up and bought a copy from a child.
Changsun Wuji found that the newspaper was quite beautifully made.
He quickly found the news about how many short-term grandsons there were.
Seeing this, I was so angry that I almost fainted.
The interesting anecdote above, except for the name, is exactly the same as what happened to him that day.
Snapped.
Changsun Wuji slapped his palm on the pillar next to him and said angrily: "Du He, you are bullying others too much, you are simply bullying others too much..."
With that said, Changsun Wuji took the newspaper, immediately asked people to arrange carriages and horses, rushed to the palace, and delivered the newspaper to Li Er.
Changsun Wuji said: "Your Majesty, this Du He is really fooling around. He published this newspaper, fooled the people, and spread rumors, which will cause endless harm."
Li Er picked it up curiously and took a look, and saw some interesting things about the short grandson.
He smiled and said: "How many short-term grandsons there are, they are somewhat similar to you, but you are Sikong of the Tang Dynasty, and he is just Sikong of a small poor country."
Changsun Wuji gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, you don't know. That boy Du He has complained about Sikong Mansion for a long time. This short-lived grandson is clearly insulting me. He is humiliating me in disguise. Please forgive me for this."
Your Majesty makes the decision!"
Li Er stroked his beard and said, "Come here, go and summon Du He to the palace. I have something to ask him."
…
At this time, Du He was on the People's Avenue, watching Wang Erniu and others counting money happily.
Zhang Du couldn't help but said: "Young master, it's amazing, it's amazing... A newspaper costs two cents, and it was sold out in less than three hours... This... is simply unbelievable..."
"If the young master hadn't been smart enough to ask those children to yell at him, I'm afraid he wouldn't have achieved it at all... Now, everyone knows the story of how many short-term grandsons there are." Wang Erniu said with a smile.
Du He stood up from his chair and said with a smile: "No matter what era, people have one characteristic, and that is: gossip. This is the reason why our newspapers can sell out so quickly."
Zhang Du and Wang Erniu both seem to understand, but making money is the way to go, no matter what the gossip is.
Here they were busy counting money, but over there Zhao Yang showed up with someone.
"Uncle Huyi County, Your Majesty invites you!" Zhao Yang said with a smile.
When Du He saw this, he knew something must have gone wrong.
He sent the others away, quietly stuffed a heavy bag of money into Zhao Yang, and said, "Manager Zhao, why are you looking for me?"
Zhao Yang whispered: "It's about this piece of paper."
"newspaper?"
"right!"
"I understand." Du He chuckled.
Not long after, Du He followed Zhao Yang to the Tai Chi Hall of the Imperial Palace.
As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw Changsun Wuji furious, with eyes as if he wanted to kill him.
His Majesty Li Er's face doesn't look good either.
Li Er pointed to the newspaper and asked: "Du He, do you know what you are doing? How many short-term grandchildren are there? What's going on?"
Du He said seriously: "Your Majesty, look down, the last sentence!"
When Li Er saw the last sentence, he saw only a few big characters clearly written: This story is purely fictitious, and any similarity is definitely a coincidence.
Li Er: "..."
So it turns out that this kid still has something up his sleeve?