The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

Chen Heng couldn't bear it any longer and stepped forward quickly. He cautiously approached the other person and made a sighing appearance.

Seeing Chen Heng's appearance, the man felt pity and asked, Little brother, are you in trouble too?

That's right. That's what Chen Heng was waiting for, and he responded immediately.

Seeing that Chen Heng had a tender face and a kind heart in his heart, the man wanted to help him, so he said: If you have any difficulties, you can tell me and tell me, and I can help you with the details.

It's hard to hide something, but it's really hard to say it. Chen Heng pretended to sigh, and then thanked the man, Brother, you have such a kind heart, what happened to you that makes you look so embarrassed.

The man, who was both a fallen man at the end of the world, sighed loudly. It was probably because he had no one to talk about this matter and he had nowhere to complain, so he told Chen Heng the whole story.

It turned out that this man's surname was Ma, and he was a porter at Guazhou Wharf in Yangzhou City. It is not easy to earn three melons and two dates on weekdays, but his luck is as good as that of a sesame seed seller, and he has returned home with a beautiful wife.

The couple had a very loving relationship after they got married, and since no one in the neighborhood had the same surname, they lived a happy life.

This is a good thing. Brother Ma also works harder to make money to support his family because he has such a virtuous wife at home.

Life should have been so peaceful, but he never expected that one day he would go home early because of poor business. But he saw his father, half-naked, sitting at the door of his room.

It was a good thing. Just when Brother Ma was in panic, his father saw his son coming back and said in a panic: He was here to get something, but his daughter-in-law hadn't opened the door yet.

Seeing that his father had a strange look on his face, Brother Ma responded a few times and watched his father return to the house. He walked towards the house and was about to push the door open, only to find that the door was locked from the inside. He finally called his wife out and asked her to open the door, but he saw that her eyes were slightly red, and she had obviously cried.

The two couples closed the door and asked questions one by one.

Only then did Brother Ma realize that his father often knocked on his wife's door while he was away.

Women are naturally sensitive to this kind of thing. Once they come and go, they become afraid of their father-in-law and often deliberately avoid it.

However, we are under the same roof, and my husband-in-law has to go out to work to support the family, so there is always a chance for my husband-in-law to catch him.

After hearing this, Brother Ma was shocked and angry. He immediately turned around and went to his father's house to have a big fight.

The two father and son broke up on bad terms, and his father threatened that if his son and daughter-in-law dared to move out of the house, he would go to the government office and sue them for being unfilial.

Brother Ma came to the Yamen this time for this matter.

But there are two reasons for his stagnation. Due to the influence of the ethics of the previous dynasty, the father can sue the son. If the son sues the father, regardless of whether it is justified or not, it is against human ethics and will be found guilty.

The rules of the Great Yong Dynasty were slightly better. If a son sued his father, he should first give twenty boards before speaking.

The second difficulty is that his mother passed away early, and although his father had not cared much about him since he was a child, he was still an old man and had only one son. Brother Ma went to ask the lawyers on the street, and they all said that his case would definitely fail.

After all, no matter which dynasty, governing the world with filial piety is fundamental. There is no reason for an only son to abandon his father and move out to live alone.

Chen Heng was shocked and angry when he heard this. How could there be anyone in this world who dared to pick up ashes? Who does he think he is? The third-class general of the imperial court?

Brother Ma, can you write? Chen Heng asked coldly.

Ma Dayin nodded and said, I can write a few words.

Chen Heng immediately pulled Ma Dayin and hid in the corner shop. He called Xue Biao again and asked him to take out a pen and paper.

After asking Ma Dayin to write a few words on the paper, Chen Heng took it and took a look. The handwriting was quite straight and the strokes were simple.

Chen Heng found a table and began to imitate Ma Dayin's handwriting. With just a few strokes, Chen Heng finished writing on two pieces of paper.

After folding them, Chen Heng called Ma Dayin and said to him: Brother Ma, when you enter the county government office later, don't beat the drum of grievances. When you see the county magistrate, don't say anything. Just hold this in both hands. Just kowtow and cry. If the magistrate asks you what's wrong, just hand over two pieces of paper.

What does this mean? Ma Dayin was manipulated from beginning to end and is still confused.

This is a magic talisman that can save you. Remember, you must not open it. Chen Heng warned, Only let the county magistrate see it for himself.

With Chen Heng's repeated assurances, Ma Dayin walked out of the store doubtful. He was obedient and did not go to beat the drum to complain. He only said that he had something to do and asked to see the county magistrate.

If the common people want to see him, then the county magistrate must let him see him. Otherwise, if you speak out, you will have to be right and wrong.

Seeing Ma Dayin walking into the county government office, Chen Heng sat down at the door of the shop. Xue Biao and Xin Suzhao watched from beginning to end. At this moment, they couldn't care less about the awkwardness and asked Chen Heng what was written on the paper.

Chen Heng just smiled and said nothing. Not long after, he saw two officials running out.

After a long time, two officials brought an old man to the Yamen.

After a while, Chen Heng saw Ma Dayin running out happily and headed straight towards Chen Heng.

Little brother, it's done, it's done. You are really amazing. As soon as the county magistrate saw the paper you wrote, he ordered someone to call my father and sentenced us to live separately.

Chen Heng smiled and nodded. Xue Biao and Xin Suzhao saw that Ma Dayin was still holding paper in his hand, and each of them grabbed one. Xue Biao opened his book and wrote: My wife is as beautiful as Diao Chan.

Then he looked at the one in Xin Suzhao's hand and wrote: Father has Dong Zhuo's heart.

Only then did the two understand the mystery on the paper.

Chen Heng had no time to pay attention to them. Now that he had found his destiny, he was very happy. After discussing with Ma Dayin, he would take the matter and publish it in the newspaper, omitting his name.

Ma Dayin didn't know what a newspaper was, but after all, Chen Heng had done him such a big favor, and he wouldn't mention their family's name anyway, so it didn't matter.

After the three of them sent away the happy Ma Dayin, Chen Heng stretched out and said proudly: The matter is done, we can burn Red Cliff.

After watching such an interesting play, Xin Suzhao suddenly felt that all the hard work these days had been in vain, so he couldn't help but encourage him: Brother Heng, if you want to find this kind of thing, don't you have a pen yourself? Just close your eyes and make up a paragraph.

Chen Heng's expression changed on the spot, he grabbed Xue Biao and said, Speaking of this matter, I want to explain it to my brother in advance.

Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, Xue Biao quickly stopped and listened.

From now on, we will never allow any fraud in our newspapers. This rule will not be broken until death. Chen Heng said sternly. Seeing that the first newspaper of the Yong Dynasty was about to be written by himself, he I don’t want to take the lead and break the rules of this industry.

Okay, brother, I'll follow you. Xue Biao nodded heavily.

Xin Suzhao couldn't help but stick out his tongue, knowing that he had just said the wrong thing.

Chen Heng didn't mean to blame him. He turned around and smiled to comfort him, If it weren't for my brother, I would have almost forgotten about this. Thank you very much.

Okay, okay, you kid, do you still care about my face? Xin Suzhao waved his hand casually and said without worry, Let's go, brother will take you to a restaurant to have something to eat.

In the next few days, Chen Heng dragged Xue Biao and Xin Suzhao through the streets and alleys. Collected a lot of information about renting a house and finding lost items.

On the fourth day, Chen Qi rushed to Yangzhou with what Chen Heng wanted. His father was very worried about his son suddenly using so much money. Chen Heng had no choice but to take his father to the printing shop and Xue's house.

When Chen Qi saw how luxurious the Xue family's front door was, he believed that his son was not being deceived by others.

Only then did he put down half of his worries and go home. Looking at it this way, the ancients had their own reasons for decorating their homes with luxury and luxury.

Now that everything was done, Chen Heng took Xue Biao to stay in the printing shop and worked hard to publish the first newspaper of the Yong Dynasty.

Ten days later, a thousand newspapers half the size of an arm were carried to the two men by craftsmen.

Chen Heng picked up one and opened it in his palm.

This first newspaper was very crude, and the paper used was of low quality, far inferior to the rice paper used by scholars.

But Chen Heng was very satisfied. After all, the price was only five cents a piece. It was such a cheap price, so what else could he ask for high quality?

It doesn’t despise me for being poor, and I don’t despise it for being ugly.

We are made for each other.

Chen Heng happily flipped through the newspaper. The first page at the beginning was naturally his The Legend of Shushan Swordsman. This was the pillar of their newspaper, so it naturally had to be placed on the front page.

The second side is the story of Ma Dayin, but his name has been changed and his figure has been hidden. Chen Heng used Zhang (pseudonym) as a substitute, which was regarded as protecting Ma Dayin. Under Ma Dayin's story, there is information about renting a house, finding lost property, etc.

There was only so much content on the first page of the newspaper, but Chen Heng liked it more and more as he read it, and he couldn't help showing off Xue Biao.

Even if all these thousand copies are sold, we will still lose money. Brother Heng. Xue Biao looked a little sad.

For this batch of newspapers, their printing shop hired more than a dozen craftsmen and apprentices.

This bunch of people eat horse chews for just five cents each, and they can only make their money back in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Chen Heng laughed loudly after hearing this, pointed to the end of the newspaper, and said, Brother, just look at it, it's not a chicken that lays golden eggs, it's a golden mountain.

Xue Biao took the opportunity to look at Chen Hengzhi's position and saw it said: This newspaper publishes rental information for free. If necessary, you can go to the Jing'an Newspaper Shop on Wuyun Street, Sancaifang. (next to Yangji Restaurant)

I was so angry that I was so happy with the code that I missed the sixty-minute check-in experience. It has been three days and I missed sixty points of experience.

I still owe you twelve chapters, cheers, hahahaha.