"Brother Lin!"

As soon as Lin Zhao came back from Lin Jian, he was pulled by Zhou's sleeve, and the little fat man was quite excited, and his voice trembled a little: "In the next three years, the happiness of my brother will be entrusted to you!" ”

Lin Zhao was still thinking about running a newspaper in his heart, and was suddenly interrupted by this fat man, he couldn't help but be a little speechless, and smiled bitterly at Zhou De: "Zhou Gongzi, I just asked someone in the canteen, Taixue is not strict, as long as you don't fall behind in your homework, you can still go out often, there is no need to do this, besides, I am a countryman, the first time I came to Chang'an, where can I help you?" ”

Every once in a while, Taixue will organize an exam similar to a scientific examination, and then select the best ones to recommend the gift department to participate in the scientific examination.

The so-called not falling behind in the homework is not to fall too far behind in the internal examination of the Guozijian, otherwise he may be kicked out of the Guozijian, of course, a person of Zhou De's status is unlikely to be kicked out, and he will only be sued by the people of the Guozijian to his father, and he will inevitably be beaten.

It is worth mentioning that the imperial examination of the Great Zhou Dynasty will travel every year, in addition to the regular examination held in the first month of the year, there is also the emperor temporarily came up with the system, the topic of the regular department has long been fixed, and the system is to see what type of talent the emperor or the imperial court needs, what type of topic to choose.

What is taught in the Guozijian is the content of the regular examination, the most important of which are the two subjects of Ming Jing and Jinshi.

In the early years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were still a lot of people who took the Ming Jing examination, but at this time, most people were proud of being admitted to the Jinshi Examination, and nine out of ten people among the Tai students were selected to enter the Jinshi Course, not the Ming Jing Course.

Lin Jian's expectation for Lin Zhao is that he will be allowed to take the regular examination three years later, and after winning the Jinshi, with Lin Jian, the big man in the court, Lin Zhao can smoothly enter the court as an official, as long as the ranking is not particularly low, most of them can stay in Chang'an City as a Beijing official.

Zhou De looked at Lin Zhao with wide eyes: "Brother Lin, don't be too humble, for my brother, I clearly saw that the Great Grandmaster came here to look for you in person, in the entire Guozijian, you are probably the only one who has this kind of honor, even if it is the business of the Guozijian, it is impossible to let the Great Grandmaster come to the door in person!" ”

"Not to mention anything else, in the next three years, my brother will be in the Guozi Prison, and it will all depend on you Brother Lin to take care of you!"

Lin Zhao rolled his eyes at him, no longer bothered the little fat man, but took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and some relatively rough rough-edged paper from his salute, and sat down in his seat.

Because Taixue is essentially a school, everyone in the school hall has their own desk, just leaning on the head of the bed, Lin Zhao spread the manuscript paper on the table, and began to ponder the manuscript to be handed over to Lin Jian in two days.

Zhou De saw that Lin Zhao no longer cared about himself, and he was not angry, and after saying hello to Lin Zhao, he went out for a stroll.

At present, there are a total of three people living in their schoolhouse, in addition to Lin Zhao and Zhou De, there is also a person named Qi Xuan, but from morning to now, he has not seen this roommate come back.

After Zhou De went out, Lin Zhao thought for a while, then picked up the brush and wrote the words "Chang'an Feng" on the manuscript paper, which was considered to have temporarily set the name of this small newspaper.

Newspapers, he has seen a lot in his last life, so it is not difficult to come up with a template, it only took an hour or so, Lin Zhao got three plates, the section used to write stories is called "Rumors and Interesting Stories", the part used to print articles is called "Poetry and Literature Collection", and the most critical part is used to print current affairs, Lin Zhao thought for a while, and then wrote the words "Chang'an Weekly".

In this way, this tabloid probably has a framework.

Of course, limited by the limited printing technology of this era, a single word is far from being as small as that of later generations, so this kind of tabloid cannot only have one piece of paper, and it is initially estimated that a tabloid will take about a dozen or even twenty pages to be printed and printed.

In the current affairs part, Lin Jian said that he would not write it for the time being, so Lin Zhao was empty there and did not ask, as for the rumors and interesting stories, Lin Zhao thought for a while, and copied the first chapter of Mr. Wu's Journey to the West.

Journey to the West is one of Lin Zhao's favorite books in his previous life, he is already familiar with the plot in his chest, plus he has read a lot of books with his mother over the years, and his writing skills can barely keep up.

Writing this thing, Lin Zhao has his own considerations, he knows very well in his heart that if this thing wants to quickly form an influence in all walks of life in Chang'an, it must make something sensational and attractive enough, and the most inspiring thing in the world is the word "serial".

After writing the first chapter, Lin Zhao wrote down the words "to be continued", and left a part blank at the back, which means that it is not good to put only one story in this section, and it is better to have two or three stories.

After writing the story section, almost an hour had passed, Lin Zhao got up and stretched, yawned again, and continued to sit down and start to catch up with the manuscript.

The reason why he is so active is that Lin Jian has the grace to support him, and the things that Lin Jian has explained will naturally be done with all his heart, and more importantly, ...... Through the conversation with Lin Jian, I learned that this matter was probably instructed by the prince of the East Palace!

That's the crown prince......

What kind of fame, what kind of jinshi, in front of the prince looks a little pale, as long as His Royal Highness the prince is happy, with a stroke of the pen, even if Lin Zhao is a white body, he can also enter the court as an official!

Because of Da Zhou, you can be recommended as an official!

Whether it is the prince of the East Palace, or the prime minister of the political hall, or even the six Shangshu, you can recommend people to the imperial court and directly seal the official!

After sitting down again, Lin Zhao looked at the poetry plate and frowned.

If this thing wants to become popular in Chang'an City, it is best to have a refreshing poem in the first issue, which will directly kill the students in Chang'an City and shock people's hearts!

Although he has read a lot of books, for now, his literary level is not enough to make people shine, let alone outstand.

Lin Saburo lowered his head and pondered for a while, then muttered, "It seems...... I can only copy it, anyway, I have already copied Mr. Wu's, and if I copy one more person, his old man shouldn't blame me......"

Thinking of this, Lin Zhao began to search for poems in his mind, and after thinking about it, he finally thought of a poem.

So he took up his pen and wrote fourteen words on the manuscript paper.

"Chang'an Avenue is even narrow and sloping, and the green cow and white horse are seven incense cars."

After that, Lin Saburo's brush did not stop, and he wrote until "a hundred feet of gossamer scramble around the tree, and a group of delicate birds cry flowers together", and then he stopped writing without writing.

This "Chang'an Ancient Meaning" is a long poem, although it is very well written, but Lin Zhao vaguely remembers that there are more than 500 words, although Lin Zhao is a poetry lover, but he only remembers the first four sentences.

If you write any further, you won't be able to write it.

Lin Saburo scratched his ears and cheeks, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of it, so he simply shook his head and said to himself: "That's it, just these four sentences should be able to shock people." ”

He was about to put away the brush when he suddenly heard a clear voice behind him.

"Good poetry."

Lin Zhao looked back suddenly, and saw a young man who was a little thin and looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, standing behind him, looking intently at the four lines of poetry that Lin Zhao had written on the paper.