Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

The babbling carriage drove out of the city.

Inside the carriage, Chen Luo sighed that the past two days were really smooth sailing for him. He thought that this new newspaper would be running for half a month, but he didn't expect that all the problems would be solved easily.

Is this due to luck?

All the time, the heaven and the earth are all together... The second half of the sentence is not auspicious, so I will not read it.

Thinking of this, Chen Luo suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Li, who was also in the car with his eyes closed, and asked, "Your Highness, you and Lu Tong seem to be very friendly."

Wang Li opened his eyes and smiled apologetically: "Nothing can be hidden from Uncle's discerning eyes. This Lu Tong, who was originally the **** of the Qing Dynasty, was ranked fourth under the first pay, palm print, and pen. The father-in-laws in charge of the palace, big and small, were promoted and dismissed, and they were regarded as high-ranking and powerful. Eighteen years ago, they made some mistakes, which caused His Majesty to be furious and expelled from the palace. Because Gu Nianqi worked hard for a long time, he arranged a The errand of managing Huangzhuang."

"When Eunuch Lu was in power, he was generous and merciful, and he took care of the people below. Don't talk about me, even the houshou family received Eunuch Lu's favor, so the slaves obeyed him once and let him come to ask for a favor for the uncle. grace."

When Wang Li said this, he thought for a while: "If Uncle doesn't like it, I'll arrange another errand for him tomorrow, so that it won't get in the way of Uncle."

Chen Luo was a little surprised: "Can I still use him?"

In Chen Luo's memory of his previous life, eunuchs were reserved for the royal family, and ordinary people, even if they used eunuchs for high-ranking officials, would be guilty of arrogance.

Hearing the meaning of Chen Luo's words, Wang Li also showed a happy expression: "Naturally. Lu Tong has no palace status now, and is not considered a person in the palace. "

Chen Luo nodded slightly, this Lu Tong seemed to have a good heart, and he was born in an old eunuch. He must know a lot of secrets inside and outside the palace, and he will have someone to ask about in the future.

However, this is not urgent, and we still need to observe it.

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"Cheng Diefei, Liu Mengrui!" A middle-aged woman handed two jade plaques to Cheng and Liu. "Your review has passed. After receiving the notice, you can go to Qingyun Tower to complete the transcription work with this identity jade plaque. One hundred transcripts are exchanged for one academy point, do you understand?"

"Qingyun Tower?" Cheng Diefei was taken aback, that is a secret place in the Red Sleeve Academy, and often some manuscripts related to enlightenment will be transcribed there. What article did Wan Anbo write that made the academy attach so much importance to it?

But thinking that Zheliu Academy is now extolling "a piece of "Du Shiniang", the willow is full of blue light", Cheng Difeifei is relieved, but he is full of expectations for the article to be transcribed.

"Diefei, let's go to Cuiyun Tower to eat cakes." Liu Mengrui didn't think so much, she put the jade card in her arms at will, and whispered beside Cheng Diefei, "My **** are from the cakes there. .You have to make up too..."

Cheng Diefei's face was instantly full of flying clouds, and he spit; "Nonsense again, you can eat it if you want, what's the reason for the nonsense?"

Immediately, he lowered his head and glanced at it. The ups and downs on his chest were palpable. Compared to Liu Mengrui's giant object, it was indeed unremarkable.

Damn, Meng Rui clearly has the face of a young girl, how can it grow like this...

"Let's go... let's go... What do you usually eat?"

It wasn't to make up or not, but to tell Liu Mengrui that eating pastries had no effect!

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North Wind Tower.

In addition to waking up early, Beifenglou is also a lively restaurant on weekdays, but now the door is closed, and there is a sign of "private room" hanging on it, and outsiders are not allowed to approach.

"Everyone, that's how things are, are you interested?" In the lobby, Nan Yuanxi stood in the center, looked at the people sitting around, and said with a smile.

The people around here are not ordinary guests. These are the most famous Mr. Shuowen in the capital city. If it was before "Zhong Kui", Nan Yuanxi might not have been able to squeeze into their ranks, but now that "Du Shiniang" came out, Nan Yuanxi has become a representative of Mr. Shuowen.

"Mr. Nan, this old man wants to ask a few questions first." An old man with a goatee stood up and gave a salute. Nan Yuanxi hurriedly returned the salute when he saw him.

This old man's name is Sang Luo, known as Sang Gong, the leader of Mr. Shuowen in Zhongjing. Unlike Nan Yuanxi, who had nowhere to go, Sang Luo was a staff member who had served as the chief official of a state. Later, the proprietor sued the old man and returned to his hometown. Start talking about Mr. Wen.

"Sang Gong, please speak."

Sang Luo cleared his throat: "I'm waiting to speak, besides taking a bite of food, it's also for the sake of clearing up the people's doubts. If I accept Wan Anbo's invitation, can I be Mr. Wen again?"

Everyone said that Mr. Wen nodded. After all, Wen was the guy who eats. If he could only choose one of the two, although Wan Anbo's salary was attractive, after all, he suddenly became rich, and whether it would last is a question.

Nan Yuanxi smiled lightly: "Sang Gong has been thinking too much. Uncle means that the new newspaper is going to establish an editorial system."

"What is the editing system? Receive manuscripts, review and revise. You are still talking about Mr. Wen, but you can put together your own analysis and submit it to me. I will naturally select the best and record it. Anyone who publishes will be paid in words. ."

"I am the only editor at the moment, and I will naturally add more in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In addition, if you are Sang Gong, students will not dare to review your masterpiece. If you want, the new newspaper can open a column for Sang Gong. Column, that is, to create a special place for Sang Gong in the new newspaper, and publish articles on a regular basis. However, if it is a column, Sang Gong needs to enter into a contract with the new newspaper and cannot stop writing.”

"Besides that, it's up to you whether you continue to be Mr. Shuowen. Even if it's me, as long as it's free, the Beifeng Tower can still be my dock. Don't come and grab it..."

Nan Yuanxi made a joke, and there was a burst of laughter everywhere.

Sang Luo nodded and asked again: "Then the second question. Can I still talk about the content I'm waiting to write in the morning when I wake up? Besides, can I also talk about Uncle's article..."

As soon as this question came out, everyone said that Mr. Wen raised his ears. These two items are the most relevant, and it is necessary to get a clear answer.

Nan Yuanxi took a sip from the teacup and drank everyone's appetite before slowly saying: "The new newspaper plans to publish every seven days, and publishes the interpretation of the policies of the past seven days, so you can naturally explain your own analysis in the morning when you wake up. As for Uncle's article..."

Nan Yuanxi nodded: "Of course it can also be..."

Everyone was about to cheer, but Nan Yuanxi raised his voice: "But! Uncle has a condition!"

The voices of everyone stopped for a while, Sang Gong frowned slightly: "But you want to recite?"

The so-called recitation of resources comes from the lyrics and music of the brothel. Refers to the brothel reciting the words of the lyricist. The brothel needs to pay the fee to the lyricist, which is equivalent to the copyright fee.

When he first found out about this, Chen Luo was taken aback. Master Tiandao is really the protector of literati...

"Noye..." Nan Yuanxi shook his head, "Uncle's request is..."

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