The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

At this time, the dishes are served like flowing water, and there are fragrant wines.

Wu Feng looked out the window blankly, his mind wandered out of the world, his mind was chaotic, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Wu Feng's strange appearance, Xu Jie saw it in his eyes, and the young man was fascinated by beauty, which is human nature. It's just that you can't cut off your future because of this.

"What do you think? Still worried about your family in the Northwest? It's okay, Governor Qin has already sent his soldiers to set off. ”

Without waiting for others to joke, Xu Jie sat next to Wu Feng, patted him on the shoulder with concern, and said gently.

"Thank you for your concern, it seems that I can only wait slowly, Xu has not seen my family for too long, and I miss it tightly."

Wu Feng calmed down and explained, the corners of his eyebrows raised, and he expressed his gratitude to Xu Jie.

As smart as he was, he understood that Xu Jie was deliberately helping him cover up his previous restlessness. This matter of men and women was the most joked about by the literati, passed around, and gradually changed its flavor later.

It's just that this matter can't be explained, if it's an ordinary person, it's fine, but he is in officialdom now, and it's better to pay attention to some things.

Sure enough, when everyone at the table saw the two of them saying this, they all turned to persuade Wu Feng not to worry, as for Wu Feng's gaffe at first, he naturally didn't mention it.

After five flavors of food and three rounds of wine, after chatting about the weather and food, Zhang Pu slowly explained his intentions, it turned out that the resumption of the opening was imminent, and he came to ask everyone for help and make an appointment.

"Ladies and gentlemen, on the eighth day of the first month of this month, everything is fine, and it is a good day to reopen.

From the beginning of the preparation to the present, Fubao has always received strong support from Qin Governor and has given us many ideas. To tell you the truth, Qiandu admired Qin Du so much that he was shocked.

What is Wen Chengwu, probably refers to people like Qin Du!

But you also know that Governor Qin is busy with official business, and he has no time to pay attention to the re-report at all times.

Everyone gathers firewood and the flame is high!

Therefore, Qiandu would like to ask for your help to contact the Fujian scholars and literati to submit the re-report, help publicize the spirit and concept of the re-report, and make it the most influential ...... of the Ming Dynasty Newspaper.

At the same time, it also seeks a livelihood for literati who are unable to reach high school in the world...... Profession, this is Qin Du's original words. ”

Zhang Pu said as he raised his wine glass and toasted to everyone frequently.

"Brother Qiandu, re-reporting can give the world's scholars who have not yet reached high school a career to earn a living, where does this start?"

Xu Jie put down his wine glass and asked in surprise.

Hahaha......

As soon as Xu Jie finished asking, Zhang Pu and Yang Tingshu on the table glanced at each other and laughed.

"Let me tell you, this is all Qin Du's attention.

If you don't accept it, you can't do it! Qin Du's idea is really imaginative, but in actual operation, it is not half difficult, for the country and the people! ”

After laughing, Yang Tingshu touched the long beard under his chin and said to a few people who were confused: "You should know that there are thousands of scholars in the world, but the number of talents selected by the imperial court is limited.

So, what about these remaining readers?

And among these people, the vast majority of them have a very average family background, and the whole family spends almost all of their money in order to provide a talent.

Many people had no choice but to accept their fate, gave up their dream of becoming an official, and became a book historian. Mix food and clothing, and take some money to support the family.

Yes, is it? ”

Speaking of this, Yang Tingshu sold Guan Zi and asked everyone.

Wu Feng and the others nodded, this is the truth. There are only two or three hundred scholars in the imperial court every year, but there are tens of thousands of people who participate in the big competition, and most of them are unsuccessful.

It doesn't matter if the family is rich, it will continue to take the test in the future.

But the lives of the poor had to go on, so many scholars had to give up their dreams and turn to other miscellaneous labor.

"Think about it, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds if these literati submitted articles for the re-report, reflecting the local people's feelings and what had actually happened, and re-reporting to them for the money for the pen?"

When it was over, Yang Tingshu slowly said the answer.

"It's just...... I don't know how to make a profit in the re-reporting so that it can last for a long time? Is it all up to the world's scholars to subscribe?

But if the re-report is too expensive, in the long run, I'm afraid no one can afford the huge cost? ”

Wu Feng thought for a moment and asked sharply.

Everyone has a point.

They have heard of the huge investment in the re-report.

First of all, there is a newspaper hall covering an area of more than ten acres, then a printing house, and there are a large number of personnel to support, and there are miscellaneous expenses in the back.

Now they have to pay the scholars for pen refilling, and for a while, they really can't imagine how the revenge will survive?

Even though Zhang Pu and Yang Tingshu are giants of the Restoration Society, there are a large number of literati who are willing to help and support, but this is like a bottomless pit, and it is difficult to last.

But in this way, why are they still so enthusiastic, and Qin Du spares no effort to support it, and even invests money to say anything about taking shares?

"Believe in Qin Du! Please wait and see, the situation here is not something that can be explained clearly in a few words, in short, what Qin Du decided cannot be wrong.

In addition, the re-report will not sell dozens or hundreds of texts, but three texts a copy. ”

Zhang Pu sighed, the questions asked by everyone, why weren't he and Yang Tingshu so worried that day, including the scholars who later joined the reply.

But after Qin Du talked with them for a long time, all the problems were solved, and all that was left was ambition and endless energy!

"Of course, of course! Drinking......"

"That's, and we'll see......"

Speaking of Qin Du, although everyone still had doubts, they still chose to expose it gently.

After all, Qin Du has too many things, which are powerless in the eyes of everyone, but in his hands, there are too many cases that can be easily solved......

"Didn't Brother Qiandu ask Qin Du to help write an article for the re-report?"

When the wine was hot, Xu Jie asked while the wine was happy.

"Absolutely!"

Zhang Pu put down the wine glass, met everyone's interested eyes, and showed a little excitement on his face,

"Today, there is a continuous war, there is an invasion of Jiannu outside, and there is a rebellion in the northwest inside, and my tomorrow is in danger, so how can I save my tomorrow?"

Glancing at the dazed crowd, Zhang Puhuo Ran stood up and chanted loudly, "If you want to speak about the old and young of the country, please speak for the old and young of the people." The elderly often think about the past, and the young people often think about the future.

Thinking about the past, so I am nostalgic; Thinking about the future, so there is hope. But nostalgia is also, so conservative; But hope also, so enterprising......

Emperor Qin and Han Wu, if he is a hero; The literature of the Han and Tang dynasties is as prosperous as it is.

The historians have laid out the narrative, and the words and chapters have praised it, how can it not be the beautiful scenery and appreciative deeds of our people's youth! Now it's old!

Yesterday cut five cities, tomorrow cut ten cities, everywhere there are all the birds and rats, and the chickens and dogs are frightened every night.

The land and property of the two capitals and thirteen provinces have become the meat of people's arms. The father and brother of billions of trillions have become slaves of human registration,...... A nation is a nation to be killed, and the people of a nation are a people to be killed.

Everything is done, everything is done by people, what is strange!

Therefore, the responsibility today is not for others, but for my youth.

The wisdom of the youth is the wisdom of the country, and the wealth of the youth is the wealth of the country; If the youth is strong, the country will be strong, and if the youth is independent, the country will be independent; The freedom of the youth is the freedom of the country; The progress of the youth is the progress of the country......

The red sun is rising, and its path is bright. The river flows out of the subterranean and flows into the ocean. The hidden dragon soars into the abyss, and the scales and claws are flying. The milk tiger roars in the valley, and the beasts are terrified.

The falcon tried its wings, and the wind and dust were blowing. The first child of a strange flower, the emperor. The cadres will be hairy, and there will be a man. The sky wears its blue, and the earth wears its yellow.

Through the ages, there are eight wildernesses. The future is like the sea, and the future is long. I am beautiful in China, and the sky is not old! I am a young man of the Ming Dynasty, and the country has no borders! ”

Zhang Pu suppressed Qin Haoming's adapted article in one breath, and then said softly:

"This is the "Ming Youth Said" written by Qin Du for the reply, and said that you are all aspiring young people who have written from Rong, and the tomorrow of the Ming Dynasty depends on you."

Zhang Pu's voice fell, and there was silence in the private room.

There are not many people who can understand this passage, but Wu Feng and Xu Jie understand it.

Is it generous? Swallowing the Wild?

When it is!

Everyone is savoring the aftertaste, and in addition to the ups and downs, there is a feeling of blood boiling.

"Drink, congratulations for the Ming boy!"

Wu Feng, who rarely drank alcohol, raised the wine glass in his hand and shouted loudly.

"Drink ......"

……

It was night, and the picturesque city of Fuzhou was shrouded in this magnificent smoke.

At noon the next day, the Governor's Palace.

Qin Haoming was dressed in white and lay alone on the bamboo couch. On the stone table next to the bamboo couch, the white porcelain printed cup is filled with a cup of sparkling blue snail spring.

Wu got up and picked up the teacup, flicked it in his hand, and the crisp sound of the cup was like the sound of the beam.

The fine tea fragrance of Biluochun is leisurely and tranquil, and the white glaze printed tea cup glows with a faint layer of light between his pale fingers.

As if he suddenly thought of something, he raised his head and drank the steaming tea in his hand.

"Cough, cough ......" finally drank too quickly, choked, and patted his chest.

With a chuckle, Qin Haoming shook his head and slowly paced to the conference hall.

Here, there are more than a dozen unsuccessful scribes hired by the Governor's Office from Fuzhou City. Today, it is Qin Haoming who recruits reporters for Fubao, after all, Fubao has half of his shares.

After sitting down for tea, Qin Haoming didn't look down on them.

On the contrary, Qin Haoming, who is the dick of the century, is still very sympathetic to their situation. Moreover, the newspaper he runs needs this kind of talent.

Yes, such a scholar who is not very good on the list, in the eyes of other Ming people and officials, most of them are of little value.

However, in Qin Haoming's eyes, it is a treasure.

After Qin Haoming first talked about his requirements, he took out the general appearance of the new internal newspaper and showed them a few people, and said:

"The Governor wants a group of talents to return to work as reporters, which means doing things. Each person has at least one manuscript in three to five days, about three or five hundred words, and the pen fee is one or two silver. ”

Hearing this, several book histories looked at each other, and silently calculated in their hearts.

The content of the manuscript is not too demanding, as long as it passes the preliminary review, it is almost the same.

One tael of silver for three or five days, only about ten taels less in a month, so calculated, several people's hearts jumped, and they were a little excited.

"So, thank you Governor Qin, thank you for the revenge."

Several Shushi hurriedly stood up and saluted Qin Haoming to thank him.

Looking at these scholars who were quite on the road, Qin Haoming smiled and continued:

"There is also the fact that the content of the newspaper will be more and more demanded in the future. If you can't wait to be busy, you can let your colleagues write, and the pen fee is the same, and each is good.

At the same time, you, as editors, review their first drafts, and the redrafts are still done by the Governor's side. ”

As he spoke, Qin Hao clearly motioned to Wu Feng to bring a contract and said:

"Look at this, it's okay to sign and draw. Being an editor will definitely take up your own time to write articles, time is money, and it is impossible to keep you busy in vain.

From now on, a few of you will be the first column editors of the Ming Restoration Newspaper, with a monthly salary of ten taels of silver. You can also submit the manuscript if you usually have time, and the cost will be calculated separately. ”

More than a dozen book histories were dumbfounded all of a sudden, and there is such a good profession?

I took the contract and looked at it carefully. I found that the writing was reasonable, and I didn't need to sit on duty and deliver the manuscript in advance.

If you feel unwell, you need to notify in advance, or ask someone else to send the manuscript, which is basically a very free profession!

It's easier than being on an errand in the Doge's Palace.

At the same time, I am a part-time editor, take at least ten taels, and then usually write a manuscript by myself and submit it, which is a few taels to a dozen taels of income.

It's not that I don't know, but I'm shocked, these dozen or so scholars suddenly found that if they worked hard, their income would be much higher than that of a county magistrate.

Moreover, when he became an editor, his subordinates recruited other people to write together, because he had the right of preliminary review.

This is equivalent to having money and a little power, this sour is really, hehe, hehe, hehe...... I can wake up laughing even if I dream!

The book historians hurriedly stepped forward to sign and draw, and then Qin Haoming handed over the first month's silver to them in advance.

More than a dozen people said goodbye and went back excitedly, and quietly called dozens of familiar scribes, and said so and so.

Soon, one to ten, ten to hundred, hundreds to thousands. More and more unsuccessful scholars have heard of such a thing.

As Qin Haoming guessed, there are many people who are literate in the Ming Dynasty, and there are many people who take the imperial examination, but there are only so many people who can be officials.

Most people can't be officials. So what to do?

A group of down-and-out literati, a little bit of money every month, live a tight life. Some people even have zero income for a long time and rely on their families to support them.

This is the same as college students in later generations, because they are scholars, they can't save face by doing manual work. Let's do business, these scholars don't know how to do business, and they don't have capital.

Most of them can only go to the yamen to mix in the history of books, help people to be masters, accountants, and teachers in the village......

Of course, the most important thing is to repeat the exam again and prepare to take the exam again.

However, it is too difficult to pass three levels and cut five generals.

And according to Qin Haoming's newly accepted editor's requirements to write a manuscript, this text can be sold for silver, where to find such a good thing?

In the past, it was all calligraphy and painting by talented and famous artists, so that they could be sold for some money. The words and drawings of ordinary readers are not worth anything at all.

Qin Du, for the sake of the Ming scholars, it's really worrying!

And, of course, the giants of the Restoration Society.

As a result, Qin Haoming and the Fushe giants are becoming more and more important and noble in the hearts of Daming scholars.