"On the second of February, the dragon raised its head; The big warehouse is full, and the small warehouse flows. ”

In Chang'an City, children running all over the streets say this folk proverb and play with each other.

Legend has it that every day is the day when the dragon king in charge of clouds and rain in the sky raises his head; From then on, the rain will gradually increase to indicate that farming is about to begin.

On the second day of February, most of the people in Chang'an City were at home holding pancakes or eating fried beans. There are also many children's custom of shaving their heads, many children have a small handful of fetal hair since childhood, or full hair, in order to pray for peace, waiting to grow to six or nine years old, and then on the second day of the second month of February, ask the uncle to cut off the handful of hair, and then, relatives and friends come to congratulate.

Of course, this cut is not easy to cut, and the uncle has to seal a big red envelope.

However, the second day of February this year is particularly lively, in addition to the long-awaited ink art exhibition, there is also a group of Confucian scholars and Confucianists who have worked hard to create the first issue of the first issue today.

"I heard that several great Confucians who have long been born have also been invited by Confucian magazines, and this Confucian journal must be every word."

"It is an honor for us to be able to receive the teachings of Confucianism."

"From this time on, my Confucianism also has its own publications, and the way of the sage will definitely be able to be used by the Tang Dynasty."

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In Chang'an City, many readers were excited, running to call for advice, waiting for the release of Confucian periodicals.

Wei Si'an and Quan Wanji walked together on the streets of Chang'an City, and when they heard the voices of scholars discussing, they couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

"The will of the people!" Quan Wanji said proudly.

"It is still the wisdom and strategizing of the people who have made the Confucian journal the first to catch fire." Wei Si'an excitedly said that what he valued more was the potential power brought about by the popularity of Confucian magazines.

"Confucianism has its own publications, it is really a trend, all along, although many predecessors are full of knowledge, but can only be submerged in the dust, the establishment of Confucianism, is Confucianism to create a brilliant move, is the gospel of the world's students." Quan Wanji said confidently.

"Not bad!" Wei Si'an nodded again and again, echoed, and immediately saw the figure of a teenage newsboy appearing, these newsboys sell newspapers just to earn some living expenses, since they can help sell ink periodicals, they can naturally help Confucian periodicals to sell.

"It's coming!" The two of them were suddenly shocked in their hearts, and the success or failure of Confucian journals depends on today's results.

"Come, give me a copy of the Confucian periodical!"

"Give me a copy too!"

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Anyone who reads a book, when they hear the word Confucianism, has generously donated money to buy a copy of Confucianism, and the price of Confucianism and ink is the same, it is a penny, and everyone can consume it.

Soon, the Confucian periodicals in the hands of the newsboy were sold out.

"How many copies of the Confucian journal have been printed this time!" Quan Wanji asked suddenly.

"Five thousand copies!" Wei Si'an said proudly.

5,000 copies of Confucian periodicals were put into Chang'an City, which was enough to equalize the ink periodicals, and the most important reason why the ink periodicals were circulated more was that in addition to Chang'an City, the ink periodicals were also sold to various provinces in the Tang Dynasty, so that there would be such a large circulation.

"Keep publishing! I want to let all the people in the world see Confucian magazines! Quan Wanji waved his hand.

Wei Si'an was taken aback, but Quan Wanji didn't know that the selling price of Confucian periodicals was a penny loss, plus manpower, carving, paper and ink, a penny was not enough at all, although there was sponsorship from advertisers, it was still a drop in the bucket.

Every time a Confucian journal is printed, the Wei family will have to pay two articles, if only 5,000 copies of Chang'an City are printed, the Wei family will naturally not take it to heart, but if it continues to be published, the Wei family will definitely lose a lot.

"Yes!" Wei Si'an replied stiffly.

Now there is no turning back, since he has reached this point, he can only catch the ducks on the shelves, and wait until the Confucian journal completely defeats the ink magazine, then all the efforts now will be rewarded a hundredfold.

Quan Wanji nodded with satisfaction, picked up the Confucian journal in his hand and opened it, looked at the pieces of articles and couldn't help muttering: "Such a good article, naturally it has to be circulated to people all over the world, this is Confucianism." ”

Wei Si'an looked at the back of the Confucian journal in Quan Wanji's hand, and couldn't help but show a trace of uncontrollable excitement.

"Mo Jiazi, I hope you like the gift given to you this time." Wei Si'an muttered.

With the passage of time, the long-awaited Confucian periodicals were finally delivered to a group of literati.

In Guozijian's calligraphy, almost everyone has a Confucian periodical.

"Great article! It is worthy of being a great Confucian of Wenzong! ”

"Hong Zhong Da Lu, thought-provoking, lingering sounds, three days endless."

"This is our Confucian publication!"

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One by one, the assistant teachers of calligraphy held Confucian periodicals and applauded one after another, and most of the literati invited by Quan Wanji were some articles, and their poems and articles were immediately sought after by everyone as soon as they were published.

"In my opinion, the article of Ma Fuzi of Hongluo Academy is the best, and it is bluntly said that the Mo family is not only returning to the light, but also saying our hearts." A teaching assistant glanced at Liu Yinian, a doctor of scholarly studies, and shouted.

In the Confucian periodicals, other people's articles were fairly fair, or only promoted their own doctrines, but Ma Fuzi directly attacked the Mohists, and was immediately sought after by many Confucian scholars.

"I think Ma Fuzi's words are very correct, Mo Jiazi is crazy, and he secretly makes poison in Mo Jiazi, it's crazy!" In the Guozi prison, Liu Yinian shouted loudly.

"Making poison?" Everyone turned to the end one after another, and they were overjoyed when they saw this article.

"You can still live if you do evil in heaven, but you can't live if you do evil in yourself! Mo Jiazi was caught making poison this time, see how you quibble. Liu Yinian said excitedly.

Soon, with the spread of Confucian magazines, the news of Mojia Village's production of poison soon spread throughout Chang'an City, and everyone who heard it was dumbfounded, no one knew why Mojia Village was making poison, and there was no market problem for Mojiazi at all

In the palace.

"Make poison!" Li Shimin looked at the Confucian periodicals in his hand, and the thick stack of music in front of him, and couldn't help but snort angrily, if this Mo family doesn't cause a little trouble, it will be strange.

"Pound, do you believe that the Mo family can make poison?" Li Shimin looked at Pang De on the side and asked.

Pang De Zhengse said: "According to the Confucian journal, it is obvious that the human and physical evidence has been mastered, and it is obvious that Mojia Village must be making poison. ”

Li Shimin nodded with a headache, it was obvious that Mojia Village had been arrested this time.

Pound's words changed and said: "As for the purpose of this poison, we don't know, why don't Your Majesty summon Mo Hou to ask for clarification." ”

Li Shimin shook his head and said: "At this time, he must be preparing for the ink art exhibition, I will give him another chance, if he can't explain it clearly at the ink art exhibition, then only the three divisions will be waiting for him." ”

"Swing the car, I want to come to the ink art exhibition in person!" Li Shimin shouted.

The last ink art exhibition benefited the entire Tang Dynasty a lot, and the second ink art exhibition, Li Shimin naturally did not want to miss it, and with the degree of attention of the Mo family, this ink art exhibition must be extraordinary. This is also the reason why he suppressed this matter for the time being, if it was replaced by someone else, the three divisions would have been tried.

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