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Due to the hot sale of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", when Zhou Hexuan came here again, he finally met Liu Fugong, the president of the new Tianjin newspaper.

Liu Gong's real name is Zhongru, and his beard is just his number, he was a soldier and revolutionized when he was young, and he co-founded the "New Tianjin Daily" with a friend two years ago. In the history of the Republic of China, he was a well-known newspaper tycoon, and a few years later, the "New Tianjin Daily" will be sold in several provinces in North China, with the highest sales reaching more than 50,000 copies, and even the sales of the "New Tianjin Evening News" have risen to more than 20,000 copies.

Until Japan's full-scale invasion of China and the occupation of Tianjin, Liu Fugong was forced to do propaganda for the Japanese army. Liu Fugong resolutely refused, and was finally tortured to death by the Japanese invaders, and deserved the honorific title of patriotic newspaperman.

This gentleman has a thin face, no wealth at all, a mustache, and an old robe, which at first glance looks like a down-and-out scholar. He took the initiative to shake hands with Zhou Hexuan and praised: "Mr. Zhou, it's really a pleasure!" These few days of reading masterpieces have made me forget to sleep and eat. ”

"It's just a pastime, Liu Gong smiled." Zhou Hexuan said modestly.

The two exchanged a few words of greeting and compliment, and Liu Fugong said his thoughts: "After "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was serialized in the evening newspaper, many readers wrote to the newspaper saying that they had missed the previous story and hoped that the newspaper could reprint it. ”

Speaking of this, Liu Fugong said with a smile, "The two issues of the evening newspaper that published the first chapter of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" are now being bought by many people in Tianjin, and an expired newspaper has been fried to a high price of 5 dimes. ”

Zhou Hexuan was not proud of this, and asked with a smile: "How is Liu Gong going to republish it?" ”

Liu Fugong explained: "I am going to publish two issues of the evening newspaper to republish the first three chapters of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". ”

Zhou Hexuan was a little surprised, the extra issue is equivalent to a special issue, which is used to report major events and good news. In addition to issuing a special issue for a martial arts novel, he is also drunk when he thinks about it, and Liu Fugong is also hard enough to expand newspaper sales.

Liu Fugong said again: "How about the three chapters republished outside the number, 1,000 words and 5 corners? As for the normal manuscript fee of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in the future, I think it should be raised to 3 yuan per thousand words. ”

"It's all up to Gong Liu." Zhou Hexuan said happily, he was naturally happy to make more money.

The manuscript fee of 3 yuan per thousand words is considered the cap price of martial arts novels, and the martial arts master Pingjiang Buxiao in the south took this price. The reason why Liu Fugong took the initiative to raise the price, and even came to talk to Zhou Hexuan in person, was naturally to win over his feelings and put Zhou Hexuan in the new Tianjin newspaper department.

During the Republic of China, literati were very popular, and writers who could write best-selling works have always been the target of major newspapers and magazines. Although Zhou Hexuan is a newcomer, the potential he shows is enough for the newspaper to give him special treatment.

At noon, Liu Fugong invited Zhou Hexuan to dinner, and specially called Li Shoumin as well.

The three of them had a good meal, and they also pushed the cup and drank a few glasses of wine, when they suddenly heard a commotion in the restaurant, and even the sound of lifting the table.

In the lobby, a dining table was on all fours, and leftovers were scattered all over the floor. A few big-headed soldiers with red faces and thick necks were standing in front of the counter at the moment, with hideous and vicious faces on their faces.

One of the soldiers took out a military ticket, smashed it on the counter and shouted: "You fight! We braved bullets and artillery fire, and worked hard to kill from Shandong, just to help you drive away the big bastard Feng Yuxiang. Hey, you're good, you don't even let us eat! You're going to rebel! ”

The shopkeeper's face was miserable, and he begged for mercy: "Master Jun, you are a military ticket from Shandong, and I can't get it out even if I collect it." ”

Another big-headed soldier suddenly raised his gun, pulled the bolt and pointed it at the shopkeeper and said, "I see that you are a spy of the National Army!" ”

"Yes, let's catch it!" The accomplice yelled.

"The military master spares his life!" The shopkeeper trembled with fright, and hurriedly took out the money to make up for it.

Hearing the rattling sound of the silver dollar colliding, these big-headed soldiers finally put away their guns, laughed arrogantly, and then walked away with the silver dollar, leaving only the shopkeeper there sighing.

They ate more than two yuan for a meal, ordered some good wine and food, but when they paid the bill, they were given a military ticket with a denomination of 10 yuan. Since the Feng army had just occupied Zhili, the military tickets in the Pingjin area had not yet been printed, and the big-headed soldiers were still making the tickets in Shandong no different from waste paper, and they were panicked when used to wipe their buttocks.

The shopkeeper can't accept it, and he has to make up for them more than 7 yuan of real money, and he has a big loss inside and out.

After the big soldiers left, the diners in the restaurant talked about it:

"Alas, if there is a gun in this world, he is the king of grass."

"The warlords are all bird-like, and these turtle grandchildren will be punished sooner or later!"

“……”

Zhou Hexuan watched the scene just now silently, didn't know what to say, and was silent for a moment and asked: "Isn't the Feng army in the northeast, how did these soldiers come from Shandong?" ”

Liu Fugong explained his confusion and said: "Those Qiu Ba just now are the soldiers under Zhang Zongchang, the demon king of the mixed world. ”

Well, speaking of Zhang Zongchang, Zhou Hexuan immediately had an impression. That is a great poet in the warlord world of the Republic of China, and his poetic talent can force Li Du to death and anger Xin Su, and Qu Yuan is ashamed of himself when he is alive!

Zhang Dashuai's poetry works have a variety of styles, such as "Song of the Great Wind": the cannon bombards his mother, and Weijia Hai returns to his hometown. Several heroes are Zhang Zongchang, and the giant whale swallows Fusang.

There are also fresh such as "Daming Lake": Daming Lake, Ming Lake is big, and there are lotus flowers in Daming Lake. There are toads on the lotus flowers, poking and jumping.

There is also an elegant such as "You Penglai Pavilion": a good Penglai Pavilion, it's really good. If the gods can reach it, I will also sit down. Set up a drink by the window and sing to the sea. Come and guess a few punches, my brother-in-law is afraid of drinking too much!

Last year, Zhang Zongchang and Zhang Dashuai's poetry collection came out, which really shook the literary circle of the Republic of China and made countless scholars and writers bow and worship.

Zhou Hexuan joked: "There are no weak soldiers under the strong generals, and they really haven't embarrassed Zhang Dashuai." ”

Li Shoumin held the wine glass and said disdainfully: "Speaking of details, the soldiers just now belonged to Chu Yupu, the general under Zhang Zongchang. I know Chu Yupu, the turtle son, who was born as a bandit on the shore of Weishan Lake, and did all kinds of evil in raiding homes and robbing houses. Later, it became a revolutionary party, and now it has been appointed as the military affairs supervisor of Zhili and the governor of Zhili, and he has great power in the Pingjin area. ”

"Huh." Liu Fugong laughed contemptuously, he had also worked in the revolutionary party, and he knew what it was.

After a good meal of wine and food, the three of them ate proudly, and each dispersed with a slight drunkenness.

Zhou Hexuan returned to the rented house and continued to code the manuscript, he thought that he would write some pastime novels, as long as he did not get involved in the military and politics, he would be able to live a stable life in the Republic of China.

But what Zhou Hexuan didn't expect was that he didn't go to cause trouble, but the trouble took the initiative to come to the door.

The one who is making trouble for him is the actual controller of Tianjin today - Chu Yupu!