The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

My lord, my lord.

When the master ran into the court in a panic, Zhang Shangxian had just finished judging a public case.

Seeing the other party's rare loss of composure, the magistrate of Jiangdu County asked in a funny tone: Why are you so flustered?

The master took a breath and said hastily: Sir... you... you reported it.

Zhang Shangxian turned his head curiously and looked at the newspaper on his public case.

No, it's been several days since I got this report. No matter how fast it is, it will take more than a month for the new Di newspaper to be sent from the capital.

It's not that... it's not that! The master quickly raised his hand and handed the newspaper he had just bought from outside to the Lord, Sir, please look at this.

Zhang Shangxian strangely took the tissue paper and opened the side with writing on it.

Of course he doesn't care about scripts or anything like that. He glanced around and saw the case he had just judged half a month ago.

What happened to Ma Dayin's family was still fresh in his memory.

As a parent official, if something so contrary to human ethics is reported under the rule, the evaluation will be withheld from the superiors.

At that time, Zhang Shangxian still praised Ma Dayin's intelligence from the bottom of his heart. Knowing that a son would be punished if he complained to his father, he reported it in a note.

Zhang Shangxian himself knows the whole process best. After a quick glance at the text, I landed on the paragraph where my name appears.

This kid Chen Heng has some clever ideas. He portrayed Mr. Zhang as fair and decisive in the article, but he didn't even say a word of proactive praise.

Such a profile description made Zhang Shangxian feel so comfortable that he couldn't help but ask the master beside him about the origin of Jing'an Daily.

Master is a teacher. He had known that he would ask this question at the summit. Tell the other person what you just asked about and some speculations.

According to you, this Jing'an Daily was created by the same group of students as the Jing'an Literary Society of Leyi College? Zhang Shangxian asked suspiciously.

The names are all the same, so they must be a group of people. The master deliberately wiped the sweat from his forehead and was busy with the matter of climbing to the peak. He should let the other party see it and remember it in his heart.

Zhang Shangxian was in a very good mood, rarely caring about the other person, Go and have a drink of water first and take a rest.

The master hurriedly asked: Sir, do you want to send someone to tell these students not to discuss official matters arbitrarily?

No, no, no. Mr. Zhang smiled and waved his hand, Isn't this written to be impartial? Since what is said is the truth, let these children do it.

The master nodded silently, just as he turned to leave. Zhang Shangxian asked him again: You just said... this...

Sir, it's a newspaper.

Yes, just this newspaper...really sold a lot of copies?

The master thought quickly in his mind, picked out the words and said vaguely: I just looked outside, and at least half of the people on the street were holding it in their hands.

Zhang Shangxian didn't know that there were only a thousand newspapers in total, so he nodded believing it was true.

Seeing that the master said nothing, the master retreated to the door and waited for a while.

Soon, a burst of hearty laughter came from the hall, and he finally calmed down and walked happily into his house.

This will happen to everyone involved, let alone the people in Yangzhou who love to watch the excitement.

Chen Heng's guess was not wrong. In Yangzhou City today, some people were talking about The Legend of Shushan Swordsman during the day, while others were discussing the strange events of Zhang (pseudonym) and his son.

But at night, everyone went back to their homes, holding their wives in their arms. Who cares about the long and complicated scripts? They all talk about the latter strange thing.

Although the city of Yangzhou is large, it has many people. However, due to the limited scope of activities on weekdays, the news that everyone can know is limited. The emergence of Jing'an Daily gave them more than just talk.

It's like a caring and good neighbor who silently knocks on the crack of his window in the dead of night and whispers in their ears: I have a real story here, and I will only tell you!

Good guy, how could these thousand people hold it in? They told the people around them that night.

As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.

By dawn the next day, people in Yangzhou City had not discussed much about Mr. Yuanhe's words.

They all gathered in small groups and chatted about rumors about other people's homes.

Chen Heng and Xue Biao didn't pay much attention to the situation in the city. The two of them were already too busy to get away from each other.

One is selecting clerks to hire in the store, and the other is busy receiving the tenants who come to the door.

Chen Heng had thought that someone would come to his door before, but he didn't expect there would be so many.

He probably forgot what Yangzhou City relied on to make its fortune. The caravans traveling from south to north injected vitality into the city. It also makes it easier for Yangzhou people to accept and like new things.

This has been true of every vibrant city throughout the ages, without exception.

However, their move did arouse some people's resentment.

It’s not like there aren’t businesses renting houses in Yangzhou City.

It was only the second day that they wanted to gather some people to go to the newspaper shop to find out. But before they set out, someone sent a message.

Behind this newspaper shop, there is the shadow of Wang Ji Library. Moreover, in future newspapers, only twenty rental information will be published in sequence in each issue.

As soon as these owners heard that Wang Ji's library was there, they gave up the idea. It was decided to maintain the boundary between well water and river water with Jing'an Newspaper.

Naturally, Chen Heng asked Wang Siyi to handle this matter.

He knew that newspapers would definitely block some people's financial opportunities. Now that Jing'an Newspaper Shop is still fledgling, there is no need to be too prominent.

As long as space is made available, more and more people will be in the same boat as Jing'an Newspaper Shop.

Xue Biao recruited four literate guys in a row, no matter how good or bad they were, he would make do with them for a few days. Freeing Chen Heng from his busy schedule, he took his friend and hid upstairs.

Brother Heng, this has really happened. Xue Biao thought about the excitement downstairs at the moment, and his excitement has not calmed down. What are we going to do for the second edition in six days?

The two had agreed before that the Jing'an Daily would be published every seven days. Chen Heng signaled the other party not to be impatient. How could he not have any plans in mind? He smiled and gestured with two fingers.

The first is to write down that our newspaper shop is recruiting people. We can make our requirements more specific so that everyone can understand them.

Chen Heng is preparing to unlock the new functions of newspapers. He believes that shop owners in Yangzhou will understand the convenience of this matter after seeing it once.

Secondly, we have to find Mr. Zhang. After giving him such a great reputation this time, it shouldn't be difficult to find more cases from him. Chen Heng said confidently.

Being an official is not just about good reputation and good political achievements.

They say official media, official media, these two things are inseparable from each other.

Xue Biao nodded. Although it was his first time to do something, he had Xue Ai's words and deeds to teach him. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly said: We have to invite some people to go to other counties in Yangzhou.

Chen Heng was a little surprised and nodded in surprise. This was indeed his next plan. He couldn't help but want to test the other party, What about the back?

Brother Heng, we are too greedy to eat. We can only guard Yangzhou now. Don't worry about other places. Seeing Chen Heng nod, Xue Biao continued, It's just a pity that we went too far and others copied it. It’s definitely fast.”

Chen Heng really admired Xue Biao's ability to think about problems so calmly despite the great prospects. He had gained a lifetime of experience, but Xue Biao did not. Chen Heng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Uncle Xue taught him really well.

There are still many smart people in the world. Chen Heng smiled and comforted the other party, As long as we do things well and make them carefully. If you want to go out of Yangzhou, you can take a ride on Wang Ji's boat. You won't be late for a good meal. , Brother Xue, let’s be patient and take it step by step.”

Xue Biao also nodded and smiled, thinking about the future, he said with some longing: Will there be a day when everyone passing through Yangzhou will buy a copy of our newspaper.

Chen Heng did not comment and just said: Brother Xue, it's time for us to ask our uncle to come out.

Xue Biao knew that the uncle Chen Heng mentioned was his father, and also knew that the two of them were still students of the academy at this time, so he made a decision immediately: Let's go tomorrow.

Well, after talking to uncle, when I went to find Mr. Zhang, he could just come forward.

With an old businessman like Uncle Xue around, Chen Heng could truly get out of the newspaper shop.

Now, after Lin Ruhai's guidance, Chen Heng is very clear about his goal, which is to study hard and strive for the name of the Three Tripods.

It’s not like you’ll encounter the once-in-a-millennium Jiayou Second Year Dragon and Tiger Ranking. Since it’s all a dream, just make your dream bigger and try your best to fight for it.

If it really succeeds, it will be considered worthy of this life.

The second update is here, brothers, remember to vote. My plot arrangement is quite compact. I really haven’t given you any words at all, they are all things you will need in the future.

By the way, what do you think of this plot? If you don't like it, I will abbreviate it appropriately in the future.