I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Inside the carriage, Chen Luo lamented that the past two days have been smooth sailing. He thought it would take half a month for this new newspaper, but he didn't expect that all the problems would be solved easily.

Could this be due to luck?

The heaven and the earth all work together...the second half of the sentence is unlucky, so I will not read it.

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

Wang Li opened his eyes and smiled apologetically: "Nothing can be hidden from uncle's insightful eyes. This Lu Tong was originally the Chief Eunuch of the Qing Pension Department. He is in charge of the promotion and demotion of the fathers-in-law, large and small, in the palace. They are considered high-ranking and powerful. Sixteen years ago, he made some mistakes, which made His Majesty furious and kicked him out of the palace. Manage the errands of Huangzhuang."

"When Eunuch Lu was in power, he was generous and merciful, and he took good care of the people below. Not to mention me, even the chief marquis had received the favor of Eunuch Lu, so this servant obeyed him once and let him come to beg for uncle grace."

When Wang Li said this, he thought for a while: "If the uncle doesn't like it, I will arrange another errand for him tomorrow, so that the uncle will not be in the way."

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

In the memory of Chen Luo's past life, eunuchs were used exclusively by the royal family. For ordinary people, even first rank officials use eunuchs, which is a crime of usurpation.

When Wang Li heard the meaning of Chen Luo's words, he also beamed with joy: "Naturally. Lu Tong does not have a palace registration now, so he is not considered a member of the palace. "

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

But this is not urgent, we still need to observe.

...

"Cheng Diefei, Liu Mengrui!" A middle-aged woman handed two jade cards to Cheng and Liu, "Your review has passed. After receiving the notification, you can go to Qingyun Tower to complete the transcription work with this jade card. One hundred transcripts can be exchanged for one academy point, do you hear me clearly?"

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

However, thinking about the fact that Zheliu Academy is now eulogizing "a piece of "Du Shiniang", the willows are all over the place", Cheng Diefei is relieved, but he is full of expectations for the article to be transcribed.

"Diefei, let's go to Cuiyun Building to eat pastries." Liu Mengrui didn't think too much, put the jade token in her arms casually, and whispered to Cheng Diefei, "My breasts are made from eating the pastries there. .You also have to make up..."

Cheng Diefei's face was full of clouds for a moment, and he spat out; "Nonsense again, you can eat whatever you want, what nonsense are you making up?"

Then he lowered his head and took a look, the ups and downs on his chest could be easily grasped, compared to Liu Mengrui's huge body, it was really inconspicuous.

Damn it, Mengrui clearly has a girlish face, how did she develop so well...

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

It's not for the purpose of mending or not, but to tell Liu Mengrui that eating cakes doesn't do anything!

...

North Wind Building.

Except for Xingzao, Beifenglou is also a bustling restaurant on weekdays, but now the gate is closed, with a "reserved" sign 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 on his face.

The people around here are not ordinary guests. These are the most famous Mr. Shuowen in Zhongjing City. If it was before "Zhong Kui", Nanyuan Xi might not be able to squeeze into their ranks, but now that "Du Shiniang" comes out, Nanyuan Xi has become a representative of Mr. Shuowen.

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

The old man's name is Sang Luo, known as Mr. Sang, and he is the leader of Mr. Shuowen in Zhongjing. Unlike Nanyuanxi and the group of people who had nowhere to go to come and talk about the text, Sang Luo was an aide to the head of a state. Later, when the proprietor retired and returned to his hometown, Sang Luo returned to Zhongjing and was not hired by others. Started to say Mr. Wen.

"Mr. Sang, please tell me."

Sang Luo cleared his throat: "I waited for Shuowen, in addition to taking a bite of food, it was also to clear up the confusion of the people. If I accept Wan Anbo's invitation, can I be Mr. Shuowen again?"

All Mr. Shuo Wen nodded one after another, after all, Shuo Wen is a guy who eats. If you can only choose one of the two, although Wan Anbo's salary is attractive, but after all he has suddenly become rich, whether it will last is also a question.

Nan Yuanxi smiled lightly: "Mr. Sang is too worried. Uncle means that the new newspaper is going to establish an editorial system."

"What is the editorial system? Collect manuscripts, review and correct them. You are still talking about Mr. Wen, but you can gather your favorite analysis into a document and submit it to me. I will naturally select the best and record it. Those who can be recorded will be paid by words .”

"At present, I am the only editor, and I will naturally add more in the future."

"In addition, like Mr. Sang, students don't dare to review your masterpiece. If you want, the new newspaper can set up a column for Mr. Sang. What is a column? That is to set up a fixed place in the new newspaper for Mr. Sang and publish articles regularly. However If it is a column, Mr. Sang needs to sign a contract with Xinbao, and the manuscript must not be interrupted."

"Other than that, it's up to you whether you continue to be Mr. Shuowen. Even if it's me, as long as I'm free, this Beifeng Building is still 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: "The second question. Can I still talk about the content I wrote in the morning? In addition, can I also talk about the uncle's article..."

As soon as this question came up, everyone said that Mr. Wen pricked up their ears. These two items are most related to interests, and a clear answer must be obtained.

Nanyuan Xi picked up the teacup and took a sip, swaying everyone's tastes, and then said slowly: "The new newspaper is planned to be published every seven days, and it will publish the interpretation of the policies for the past seven days, so you can naturally explain your own analysis first in the morning. As for Uncle's article..."

Nan Yuanxi nodded: "Of course it's also possible..."

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

Everyone's voices froze, Sang Gong frowned slightly: "But you want to recite it?"

The so-called capital of reciting comes from the lyrics and music of the brothel. It refers to the brothel reciting the lyrics of the lyrics. The fee that the brothel needs to pay to the lyrics is equivalent to the copyright fee.

When Chen Luo first found out about this, he was taken aback. This Lord Heavenly Dao is really the patron saint of literati...

"No..." Nan Yuanxi shook his head, "Uncle's request is..."