Early the next morning, the scholars found a notice posted outside the park, with the title saying that the Literary Society sincerely invites you to join. Next: Are you good at writing scripts?Do you have your own stories that you want to share with everyone?Are you interested in developing in the world of fiction?If you have a good story, you can submit it regardless of the length of the story, and we will pay the manuscript fee according to the number of words in the article and the highlights of the story. Finally, the Literary Society is looking for elites, and now needs 20 reviewers, with a monthly salary of 800 yuan with a commission and a year-end bonus.

Although there are already government-run bookstores in various state capitals, in addition to the books used in scientific research, Suiyuan also has collected only books for everyone to copy, and there are many like-minded people who come here to study, and Wang Xianbo's monthly hundred pulpits can be listened to, and you can also earn your daily expenses by selling points. Due to various favorable reasons, Suiyuan is not deserted by bookstores, but more and more people come from all over the world.

Village Chief Wu smiled and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the scholars who were discussing in front of the notice, and it was conceivable that with the opening of the Literary Society, in addition to the scholars, there would be many Li Langjun's book fans coming to Nanshan Village. Not to mention accommodation, you can double the price just by eating. Village Chief Wu hummed a little song, wanting to go to the village to inform everyone to think of something fresh to eat.

Everyone knows that Wang Xian Boli supports his own disciples, and this so-called literary society will also get attention from all sides. Although it is a pity that the other party does not accept the policy, but the story can also show his own literary talent, and it is also beneficial if he can gain some fame through it. The scholars thought of this, and there was money to be gained, and many of them were moved.

As for the application for review, many people hesitate, the monthly money and various bonuses are really a lot, but this year is the year of the imperial examination, unless they know that the imperial examination is hopeless and willing to give it a try, the rest of the people are hurrying to prepare for the exam.

Even so, there are many people who apply for jobs at the literary club. In response to the crow's beaks of the brothers and sisters, there were really a few people who couldn't stand the arrangement of the literary club, so they just walked into the courtyard inside and quit. In this regard, Lee, who was waiting in the president's office, couldn't see it, and the people left behind were enough for him to screen.

In order to make the literary club and the newspaper famous with one hit, while Li was selecting members, the rest of the senior brothers were also busy helping him. Wang Jue made a good calculation, and with Li Chengqian with him, even if some people complained verbally, they would not really refuse to help. The first stop was to the eldest grandson Wuji's house, who was complained about because of Li Wuji, who didn't pit him.

Originally, when they learned that their nephew took the initiative to visit, the eldest grandson and his wife were very happy. When I saw a few behind him, I thought that it should be Wang Xianbo's teaching time now, and the eldest grandson Wuji, who had been cheated countless times, had a little numb scalp, and had a premonition that the situation was not good~.

After everyone greeted each other, the eldest grandson Wuji asked very respectfully: "You came to me, but do you need help with anything?"

Li Chengqian's face was a little red, he hadn't visited for a long time, and it seemed a little unreasonable to ask someone to do something. Fang Yiai didn't care about that, he slapped his face excitedly after hearing the eldest grandson Wuji's question, "Uncle eldest grandson is so smart, do you also know divination?"

Hey, Mom, as soon as I heard Fang Yiai mention the word divination, how could Li Chengqian care about pretending to be a quail. Afraid that Fang Yiai would speak again, he hurriedly went straight to the point, "That's right, Senior Brother Li's literary club has officially opened, thinking that you are used to liking his works, we will ask you to publish an article in the first issue of the literary newspaper, and you will not be limited to any content." ”

This is too contrary to his will, why did his uncle help Senior Brother Li stand on the platform, Li Chengqian's heart was clear. When it comes to the literary newspaper, it is indispensable to explain, and at this time, a few small ones began to take turns to explain. Don't look at their usual habit of pranks, they are also very logical and clear when they talk about business.

Hey, this thing called a newspaper has a lot to offer! Like an old fox like Changsun Wuji, you only need to mention him a little, and he can broaden his mind on his own. At first, I thought it was a pity that Wang Xianbo used such a good idea to develop a novel career for students, but after thinking about it, I realized that people were avoiding suspicion, and I inevitably praised him in my heart for being smart and cautious.

This novel idea will inevitably go down in history, so let the old man have the audacity to write an article on this historic first edition. "Now that I've agreed, it's natural to say something flattering to make people happy, and by the way, don't forget to elevate myself.

Sure enough, after listening to the words of the eldest grandson Wuji, the disciples of the Hundred Schools Sect all raised their smiling faces. The expression on his face that counts as if he has eyes makes the eldest grandson Wuji not hold back his smile. The eldest grandson Chong on the side saw that everyone finally stopped communicating, and he hurriedly interjected and asked: "I like Li Langjun's works very much, I don't know if I can contribute to participate." ”

Li Chengqian's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Naturally, I will be in Nanshan after noon on weekdays, you can come to me at any time, and I will introduce Senior Brother Li to you when the time comes." ”

The eldest grandson Wuji stiffened and smiled, and his heart was very, very tangled. Since his nephew fell ill, let alone his family, he is not close to them. This 'disease' only improved after being accepted as a disciple by Wang Xianbo, but he was getting busier and busier because of his schoolwork, and it was still not easy to find an opportunity to talk to him well.

If Chong'er can go to Nanshan often, he will naturally have more opportunities to get along with his eldest nephew, which is what the eldest grandson and old fox are very willing to see. However, he was afraid that his eldest son would also be infected with the 'disease', so he didn't dare to let him go to Nanshan to apprentice.

Although he thinks that Li is a sincere child who knows how to be grateful, but this cannot change the fact that this child's brain is abnormal, if the eldest son who is the heir is abducted by him to write a script, he will not be ridiculed to death by his opponents! The old fox can only comfort himself in his heart, there are always more benefits than disadvantages.

Seeing that the eldest grandson Wuji's expression was not quite right, Li Chengqian hurriedly found a reason to leave, "I'll go to visit a few more adults' mansions later, and I'll come to see my uncle another day." ”

Oh, it turned out that he hadn't invited him alone, and the old fox was a little unhappy. Seeing that they were about to go to the nearby Cheng Biting Jin Mansion, the eldest grandson Wuji hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed to the palace after sending them out. If he hadn't been looking for him alone, the news about the newspaper would have spread in the circle within a day, and he would have to report to the saint first to grab the credit.

Cheng Chumo didn't squeak all the time, because Cheng Yanjin had specially instructed him not to talk to people like Eldest Sun Wuji. When he came back to his home, he immediately changed his appearance. Don't say anything, first take the brothers and sisters to the hall to get some fruit to eat, "You're welcome, just treat it as if this is Nanshan." The servant has already gone to look for Daddy, and it is estimated that he will be able to come over soon. ”

No one was really polite to him, so everyone threw off their cheeks and ate a meal. After a while, Cheng Yanjin came over with the woman Cui. In Cui's eyes, Baijiapai = money to make, I heard that his son came home with his brothers, and Cui's was more active than Cheng Biting Jin.

Under Cui's hospitality, several people ate fruit and told the story. Cheng Biting Jin is much happier than the eldest grandson Wuji, he really likes this kind of good opportunity to show himself, "Okay, I will write an article well and teach the children of the present world how to behave." ”

Sweating profusely, if it weren't for Cheng Chumo's initiative to count his father's share, everyone really didn't think of coming to Cheng Yanjin. Listening to his words, even the most unreliable Fang Yiai felt that something was wrong. Compared with Cheng Chumo, who went home to spread joy, Wang Siyuan has been relatively silent since entering Chang'an, and the encounter of giving New Year's gifts last year makes him still have a shadow in his heart.

Although I feel that the situation is not right, it is not good for everyone to leave immediately. When chatting, Cheng Chu silently mentioned that the eldest grandson Shangshu's house, who went first, came from home, and Cheng Biting Jin immediately quit.

"Such a good thing, why don't you think about your father, but inform the old fox first?" and wanted to count a few more words about his son, Cheng Yanjin suddenly thought of something, slapped his head and said: "No, I have to go to the palace quickly!"

Seeing that his father-in-law said that he would leave, completely ignoring that there were still guests at home, Cui's stiff smile scolded Cheng for not paying attention to it. The disciples of the Hundred Sects did not feel neglected when they saw him leave, but breathed a sigh of relief and found a reason to leave.

When Kong Yingda heard the reaction of the eldest grandson Wuji and Cheng Yanjin, his gloating expression was undisguised. In the name of not delaying them to visit others, the old man went to the palace with them after leaving the house.

Yu Shinan is similar, he originally looked like a Confucian, and he had a lot of questions about history in the school. Listening to the old man's nagging for half an hour, Li Chongyi easily seized the opportunity to say the right thing, but what was the reaction of the scholar Yu.

"Li boy, why did you come into the house for so long before you remembered to get down to business, it's not good to learn from your father's way of not being able to find the point. "The old man has presided over two apprenticeship ceremonies for the Baijia faction, and Wang Jue has also sent medicine twice. After speaking, he served tea and sent off the guests, and finally did not forget to make a concluding speech, "Newspapers can not only increase folk entertainment but also take the opportunity to carry out education, this method is very good, very good, the old man can write some articles to you for a long time." ”

If Wang Jue is here, he will definitely take the opportunity to tell his disciples that a person like the old man who asks for a fixed position to speak for a long time can be called a columnist.

The disciples, who were originally happy because they didn't have to take martial arts classes in the afternoon, almost regretted dying after visiting all the way. After walking in such a circle, everyone finally realized the feeling of Wang Siyuan when he gave the New Year's gift, there are few normal people in Datang officials!

Because of their visit, the palace was also lively. The people of Datang have a gossip heart, whether they are ordinary people or officials. I heard that many people went to the palace to find the saint, and the rest of them were happy to go over to see the excitement.

It's hard for Li Shimin now, people are chatting with their daughter-in-law, first the eldest brother and then the big demon king, and those who went back from the early dynasty gathered a small half in the Ganlu Palace. At first, listening to the description of the eldest grandson Wuji, Li Shimin immediately thought of the usefulness of the newspaper, and it would be much more convenient to spread a rumor to smear anyone in the future.

When Yu Shinan came and heard him talk about publishing articles for a long time, Mr. Li's eyes rolled and decided to run his own newspaper, and then he could write something to the people every issue. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my idea was good, and I sighed in my heart that only a good emperor like him, who was rare to see in the ages, could directly communicate with the people beyond a barrier.

Li Shimin has learned to be smart since last year, and he has to say hello to others first when using Wang Jue's things, and if the request is not excessive, there is nothing that he will not agree. This time, the chamberlain who was sent out did not complain, no matter how embarrassing the work of going to Nanshan to announce the decree was, it was better than the endless communication of any minister asking to see him, and he was almost speechless all afternoon.

did not encounter the so-called embarrassment, because the waiter pounced on Nanshan when he arrived, and Wang Xianbo, who had been guarding filial piety, actually went out. After giving his disciples an afternoon vacation, Wang Jue went to Mojiabao alone.

Huang Wen sent a letter to inquire about Zhao Deyan, and Li Chengqian sent someone to investigate and was stunned. According to Huang Wenxin's description, such a person should not be an unknown person. Thinking that there was no news from the Mo family, Wang Jue was so anxious that he went to the door to ask.

In the Mojiabao Hall, Meng Xiang joined Mo Yun and the three elders, and sighed helplessly with Wang Jue. As expected, the Mo family passed the description of Zhao Deyan and the portrait behind Huang Wen's letter to the same place hidden in the people, but no one could find out the news of this person.

Wang Jue frowned and guessed: "Could it be that Zhao Deyan is a fake name?"

The three elders of the Mo family were silent, they couldn't help their friends when they were on good terms with the Hundred Schools, and the old people with good faces were about to die of depression. Wang Jue was thinking that if she really couldn't do it, she would go to the palace to ask the saint, anyway, when the border gate county order reported Huang Wen's escape from prison, she reported the punishment arrangements for her disciples to Li Shimin.

Just as she was about to get up to say goodbye, Meng Xiang, who had been holding the portrait and looking at it fiercely, suddenly spoke: "Elders, do you still remember that we encountered a neurotic incident at the border ten years ago? Although his appearance and posture are different from those days, you can look at the ratio of this person's thumb and index finger on this portrait, and I laughed at him for it at the beginning." ”

Mo Yun was ignorant, and the three elders realized that it was him, "It turned out to be him!!"