Zhang Zeduan went out indignantly with words, looked at the bustling street market and sighed, walked a few steps forward, turned back again, looked at the bank's signboard, hesitated for a while and finally didn't have the courage to go back.

Zhang San watched him turn around the street for a while, then walked into a narrow alley, took out a bamboo stick from it, picked up the painting, and put a straw stick on the top of the painting, standing opposite the Yixing Hutchison lantern illumination, and began to be in a daze.

This Nancheng lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of scholars who can write and paint, not to mention the night, even if he puts out a painting like this during the day, it will not provoke people to take a second look, and this black light blind night, his painting is opposite Yixing Hutchison, on the left is a soup-making person, and on the other side is a seller of roasted tofu, and on the opposite side is the stage of Yixing Hutchison, so after standing for half an hour, only two or three people came to ask two sentences and left.

Zhang San watched around him for half an hour, until he lost patience and wanted to close the stall before he went up and asked, "How much do you paint here?" ”

Zhang Zeduan said weakly: "Two money!" ”

Zhang San smiled and asked, "Are you short of money?" ”

Zhang Zeduan was stunned when asked, and immediately replied: "How can you say this?" ”

After speaking, Zhang Zeduan began to look at Zhang San carefully, a gray scribe's shirt, a faint smile in his mouth, and a very friendly look, but Zhang Zeduan looked at Zhang San, remembered his sentence 'You are very short of money' and thought slightly, didn't Zhang San say that his painting was not worth much?

Zhang Zeduan immediately said angrily: "Do you want love!" ”

Zhang Sanyi smiled and asked, "Really two-through?" ”

Zhang Zeduan nodded and said, "Two runs!" Don't buy my stall anymore! ”

Zhang San nodded: "Okay, this is the money, I bought this painting." ”

Zhang Zeduan took the five taels of silver handed over by Zhang San and said embarrassedly: "This, I can't find it, or you go to a bank over there to change some money and come back, I'll wait for you here." ”

Zhang San waved his hand and said: "I like this painting very much, five taels of silver is five taels, but if you know who painted this painting, introduce it to me, just I want to invite him to help me, if he is interested, you ask him to go to the Jinsoyuan to find me, I am the head of the Jinjuyuan." ”

Zhang Zeduan was only grateful for the appreciation of his paintings at first, but then after listening to Zhang San's words, he asked excitedly: "Dare to ask my lord, what are you looking for the author of this painting?" ”

Zhang San smiled and said: "It doesn't hurt to tell you, I am ordered by His Majesty to make a Great Song News Daily, that is, to print the news of the Great Song Dynasty and the Confucian people on the news and publish it to the world, but the newspaper cannot be full of words, and some pictures need to be inserted, characters, flowers and birds." ”

Zhang San looked at Zhang Zeduan, who had his hands in fists, and smiled slightly and said, "You tell him that as long as he agrees, every painting he will be famous all over the world in the future, and even today's saints will pay attention to the Great Song News Daily." ”

After Zhang San finished speaking, he rolled up the painting and left, counting as he walked: "One, two, three." ”

Zhang San didn't boast about his background in the fourth step, and Zhang Zeduan called himself: "My lord, you wait." ”

Zhang San turned around and asked, "Oh?" Is there anything else you can do? ”

Zhang Zeduan's face turned red and said: "My lord, I won't tell you, I am the author of that painting, if you don't believe it, I can paint another one immediately." ”

Zhang San pretended to be surprised and asked, "Really?" ”

Zhang Zeduan clenched his fists and said, "Don't dare to deceive adults." ”

Zhang San smiled and said, "Very good, you are the lifter of this year, right?" ”

Zhang Zeduan nodded and said: "Exactly, I was originally studying in Tokyo, but this year, the son of heaven opened Enke, the house price suddenly rose, and the money in my hand was a little stretched. ”

Zhang San nodded and said: "In this case, you go back and return the house, and live in the Jinjuan to study in the future, you can draw a few illustrations when you need you on weekdays, so you can go to the Jinjuan at four o'clock tomorrow to find me, how am I arranging for you?" ”

Zhang Zeduan said happily: "Obey the orders of the adults!" ”

Zhang Zeduan may be very good in later generations, but now he is just a scholar who travels to Tokyo, and his talent has not yet had time to be appreciated by Song Huizong, and he is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year, and he is only one of the students who are rushing to take the exam.

Now that he has the opportunity to enter the yamen and receive a salary, it is also a good choice, but what impressed him the most was that Zhang San said that he could take this opportunity to become famous all over the world, which was a good opportunity for Zhang Zeduan.

He knew that since he became obsessed with painting, his homework was rarely reviewed, and it was even more difficult to get into the Jinshi, since there was no hope of studying, he naturally had to find another way, Zhang Zeduan also fantasized that his paintings were appreciated by the emperor, and then gave himself an official to do.

Therefore, Zhang San's sentence, His Majesty will also pay attention to it today, and it is tickling him, so he can't wait to catch Zhang San, even if Zhang San is just a Qingshui Yamen Concert Academy.

After Zhang San discussed it with him, he threw the painting to the monkey, even if Zhang Zeduan's painting is expensive in the future, he can't sell it now, and he can't wait, so Zhang San only thinks he is just a painting.

The reason why Zhang San took a fancy to Zhang Zeduan was that he was good at drawing architectural figures, and the characters in the Qingming Shanghe Diagram could often sketch the characters vividly with a few strokes, which was an excellent candidate for drawing stick figures and newspaper illustrations.

As for the Qingming Riverside Picture, Zhang San is not interested in this kind of thing, but if he likes it, he can support him to paint, Zhang San also plans to make a good friend of this Zhang Zeduan, after all, there is not only a literary and artistic young man like Zhang Zeduan here, but also a special literary emperor in the palace.

Therefore, it is certain that Zhang Zeduan will be favored, especially after Zhang San decided to use him as an illustrator, the frequency of his appearance in front of the emperor's eyes has greatly increased, how do you say that? That's right, it's Jane in the emperor's heart.

Zhang Zeduan and Zhang San were still very happy, and they searched for a circle on the reception, but the good luck did not always accompany Zhang San, and none of the remaining stalls on the whole street were related to calligraphy and painting. There are no scholars doing business either.

There are a lot of scholars scurrying around on the street, but Zhang San can't pull a person on the street and ask: "Do you want to join the Da Song Daily?" ”

So Zhang San decided to come over tomorrow during the day to have a look, if it really doesn't work, he will find a tooth man, recruit some people with poor conditions to build the team first is the most important thing, Zhang San even hopes that tomorrow he can scatter reporters to every corner of the Great Song Dynasty.

Zhang San predicts that after completing the entry procedures tomorrow, he can recruit a team, and if the reporters can be recruited within ten days, Zhang San will be able to start preparing the first newspaper in ten days.