Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

After sending out the report, Zhang Dongxiang began pacing anxiously in the room.

Fang Zheng Yi remained unhurried, calmly drinking tea, picking up the newspaper and occasionally criticizing a few things.

He had Xie Xian specially make a fake newspaper, the content of which was hastily written by the newspaper reporters.

However, the article was written terribly!

It was like a battle cry, the momentum was there, but there were too many allusions!

This kind of article is not suitable for the common people to read, it seems that the old habits of those scholars have relapsed.

They always want to add some elegance, if they don't change this habit, their wages should be deducted!

"I say, Third Uncle, take a rest! It's already dark."

"You're not tired, but I'm tired just watching you. You're old, be calm! Be calm when something happens!"

"What are we eating tonight?"

Zhang Dongxiang turned his head and said angrily: "Eat? All you know is eating! Do you think things are that simple?!"

"It's not a big deal to change some rules, but if the public opinion expands, it will be difficult to control!"

"Give me the newspaper, I'll take another look!"

After saying that, he stepped forward and snatched the newspaper from Fang Zheng Yi's hand.

Fang Zheng Yi smacked his lips, looking at Zhang Dongxiang with some disdain.

Heh heh, the temperament of the Jing country people is always to reconcile and compromise. For example, if you say this room is too dark and needs a window, everyone will definitely not allow it. But if you advocate removing the roof, they will come to reconcile and be willing to open a window.

Now you think it's not a big deal to change some rules, it was useless to reason with you earlier!

Zhang Dongxiang used his fingers to point and carefully read the newspaper line by line.

He seemed to be having a particularly difficult time recognizing the words.

Fang Zheng Yi held the candle, smiling and leaning closer: "Third Uncle, it's not that dark, is it? Why are you having so much trouble reading?"

"It's an old problem... I can't see clearly when I get old..." Zhang Dongxiang replied vaguely.

He was still looking for loopholes in the article.

Said without thinking, heard with intention.

Fang Zheng Yi suddenly reacted!

Presbyopia!?

!!!!

Why didn't I think of glasses?

Many scholars stay up late studying under the lamp, which is extremely harmful to their eyes, especially oil lamps and candles, which have poor lighting effects.

So usually people who read a lot of books don't have good eyesight.

Their eyes get even worse when they get old.

Not to mention treating nearsightedness, you can also make sunglasses, which have some practical functions and some decorative functions.

Even if the common people don't like it for a while, I can lead the trend!

This business is good! And the advertising spokesperson is right in front of me!

"Go away! Stay away from me, I get annoyed when I see you!"

Seeing Fang Zheng Yi approaching him, Zhang Dongxiang didn't appreciate it and dodged away with the newspaper.

It's all this guy's fault, a simple exam has caused so much trouble!

The Banshan Newspaper dares to say anything and report anything, the imperial court should take control of it in the future!

They dare to interfere in the imperial examination today, I can't imagine what they will do in the future!

Seeing that he was unwelcome, Fang Zheng Yi was not angry, he sat back at the table and began to study glasses in his mind.

The county has no experience in making this kind of thing, but grinding lenses is already very experienced, so it's not difficult.

As long as I give them some sketches and mass-produce some lenses, and then find some presbyopic and nearsighted people to try them, wouldn't I know?

No sooner said than done, Fang Zheng Yi pulled over paper and pen and began to write and draw.

Zhang Dongxiang saw his strange movements, drawing messy circles, but didn't ask too much.

Before long, Fang Zheng Yi had drawn dozens of eyeglass lens drawings, with some text analysis attached.

Accurate light measurement and lens fitting is naturally impossible, he can only try to choose a suitable range.

But even so, it's better than having blurry eyes and being nearsighted.

After finishing everything, Fang Zheng Yi blew on the paper and smiled triumphantly.

History books will have a record of me in this area! The father of glasses is none other than Fang Zheng Yi!

While the public office was silent, Guo Tianyang arrived late.

However, this time the imperial decree was announced in the Gongyuan, which was somewhat unusual.

Even though there was still some distance from the examination hall, Guo Tianyang did not shout loudly, and only opened his mouth to announce the decree when he saw Zhang Dongxiang.

Zhang Dongxiang was a little nervous when he saw that it was Guo Tianyang himself, and quickly put the newspaper on the table and went to receive the decree!

Fang Zheng Yi greeted him heartlessly.

Guo Tianyang smiled at him, unfolded the imperial decree and said: "By the mandate of Heaven..."

After reading the decree, Guo Tianyang smiled and said: "Lord Zhang, please accept the decree, His Majesty is happy that you have been so concerned about the imperial examination, the things bestowed by the Holy One have already been sent to your mansion."

Zhang Dongxiang blinked his eyes after listening to the decree, and hadn't recovered yet.

After Guo Tianyang finished speaking, he barely reacted and hesitated: "Eunuch Guo, His Majesty... didn't say anything about public opinion?"

"What is the reaction of the cabinet now? The content on that Banshan Newspaper..."

Before he could finish speaking, Guo Tianyang waved his hand: "Lord Zhang, I've heard about this!"

"Some people are privately printing some newspapers on the market, saying all sorts of things! You must have bought a wild newspaper! His Majesty has already arranged for people to rectify these wild newspapers among the people, please pay attention to it during this time."

"Also... hey! Lord Fang! What are you burning there! You can't play with fire in the Gongyuan! !"

Guo Tianyang screamed and pointed at Fang Zheng Yi with his orchid finger.

Zhang Dongxiang, who hadn't recovered from the shock, also turned his head to look behind him.

He saw Fang Zheng Yi put the candlestick on the ground, and half of the newspaper in his hand had already been burned.

Seeing everyone in the room looking at him, Fang Zheng Yi smiled.

"I'm congratulating Lord Zhang, this is called a sense of ritual! Symbolizing prosperity!"

Guo Tianyang rolled his eyes: "Okay, I won't say much, Lord Zhang, you've worked hard, I'll go back to report now."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Zhang Dongxiang stood there dumbfounded, holding the imperial decree in his hands...

I was deceived... the newspaper... was actually a fake newspaper!

He even destroyed the evidence in front of me! Damn!

Everyone knows about counterfeiting, but counterfeiting new things like newspapers has really fallen into a blind spot.

With Zhang Dongxiang's old qualifications, he was actually deceived by this little trick!

Shame... regret... self-abasement, all kinds of negative emotions surged into his heart!

At this moment, Fang Zheng Yi came to Zhang Dongxiang's side again, and said cheapingly: "Third Uncle... do you think I should have a share of those brocades, I'm not greedy..."

"Fang Zheng Yi! You dare to scheme against me! I'll kill you! !"

Zhang Dongxiang roared and turned to pounce on Fang Zheng Yi.

This came so suddenly that Fang Zheng Yi didn't expect this old man to have such a temper at his age, and he was knocked to the ground.

The two began to roll around on the ground, tearing at each other.

The battle quickly ended.

Fang Zheng Yi was young and strong, and quickly pressed Zhang Dongxiang under him, panting: "Third Uncle, let's talk nicely!"

"Villain! Shameless villain! You dare to deceive me!"

Zhang Dongxiang felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He had also been in the army with His Majesty back then... Has he become so unbearable now... He was actually played by a young man in his twenties, and he was pressed under him. It was really a stain on his life!

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