Two thousand newspapers came out of Changle, and the wind thundered when they entered the imperial capital

Early the next morning, before the sky was bright, 2,000 copies of the "Chang'an Morning Post" got off the plane early, and under the arrangement of Guan Jiujiu, nearly 50 coolies were responsible for distributing them to all parts of Chang'an.

With its novel design, excellent paper, unique layout and content, "Chang'an Morning Post" swept through the entire Chang'an City like frost and snow, wind and howling clouds, causing an uproar......

Zhongshu Province Zhongshu Ling Fang Xuanling Mansion, Fang Mansion.

At this time, Fang Xuanling had just gotten up, and was about to change his clothes and put on his official robes, preparing to enter the palace for the morning court.

Suddenly, a servant knocked on the door outside the bedroom and shouted, "Master, master, come out and have a look!" ”

Fang Yi loves his mother Fang Lu Shi is still sleeping with a big ass, and when he heard a noise outside, he suddenly muttered in displeasure: "Noisy to death!" ”

Fang Xuanling was born afraid of the strict discipline of his wife, and when he saw the old ladies getting angry, he immediately opened the door and shouted softly to his subordinates: "What are you arguing about? I don't know if Madame likes to wake up late? ”

The subordinate was scolded coldly by Fang Xuanling, and suddenly felt aggrieved, raised the things in his hand, and said depressedly: "Master, this is someone from outside who threw himself into the courtyard of the mansion, saying that it was to deliver newspapers to our mansion." When the little one went out of the house to see, the man had already slipped away, and it was gone! ”

"Long-winded! I haven't heard of any newspapers! Take a look at ......."

Fang Xuanling snatched the newspaper from the hands of his subordinates, spread out a rough list, and the cover was covered in four huge printing fonts: Chang'an Morning News!

Looking at the strokes of these four big characters, how does Fang Xuanling look like the handwriting of Yu Shinan's old thing.

Seeing this, Fang Xuanling immediately paid attention to it and took a closer look.

I saw that under the four big characters of Chang'an Morning News, there was a line of small words: the first issue of the first issue, the first day of March in the fourth year of Zhenguan. (The dates of future books are based on the lunar calendar.) ）

Fang Xuanling looked at the days and counted them, just a few days after Qingming, isn't the first day of the third month today?

Driven by curiosity, Fang Xuanling looked at the contents of the newspaper, and what caught his eye was the front page headline of the morning newspaper, titled "The text carries the Tao, the newspaper preaches, the world is very lucky!" ", written by Chu Suiliang, the secretary of the Guozijian Division.

Although Chu Suiliang is now a small Guozijian business, he is already slightly famous, and the second child of the Fang family is studying in Guozijian, Fang Xuanling naturally knows who Chu Suiliang is.

Fang Xuanling stood at the door with a newspaper in his hand and read it carefully, Chu Suiliang explained the source and source of the newspaper in the article, and introduced the function of the newspaper without hesitation.

In the article, Chu Suiliang pointed out that newspapers can not only educate the people and educate the people of the world for the king and the court, but also provide a platform for talented people and literati in the world to show themselves and provide a big stage for them to become famous.

Anyone who wants to become famous all over the world through poetry and songs, splendid articles, can achieve their ultimate dream by publishing it in the newspaper.

Finally, Chu Suiliang emphasized in the article that it is no longer a rugged and bumpy road to become famous all over the world with poems and songs, and to gain the attention and recruitment of talents from the emperor and the imperial court with his reputation.

In Chu Suiliang's words, the newspaper is not only a medium and a way to communicate, but also a grassroots stage to show itself.

Fang Xuanling stood at the door, and actually finished reading Chu Suiliang's article in its entirety, and couldn't help but admire in his heart, if this thing is really as Chu Suiliang said, it is really immeasurable!

Immediately, he held back his applause and continued to read a few articles on several other pages of the newspaper, which were basically written by a scholar of a national prison.

Which of these scholars is not from the top three scholars, they are all romantic characters who write good articles, the more Fang Xuanling looks at it, the more he can't put it down, and finally he can't help but love it, and slap it on the door with a hard palm......

Syllable!

Fang Xuanling patted the door and kept praising and applauding: "Okay, good, this newspaper is unusual, it's really a good thing that is rare to see in a hundred years!" Hahaha......"

Call~~

After Fang Xuanling applauded repeatedly, he suddenly felt a gust of wind hitting the back of his head.

Boom~~

The head was hit with a soft object, and it fell to the ground with a click.

It turned out to be an embroidered shoe!

When I looked back, I saw my old lady Fang Lu wrapped in a quilt, looking at herself with a tired and angry face, and scolded: "Fang Xuanling, you old king and eight calves, you dare to let the old lady sleep restlessly, the old lady will make you live in peace today!" Look at the ......"

After scolding, Fang Lu picked up another embroidered shoe under the bed, snorted, and smashed it without saying a word.

Fang Xuanling flashed down and dodged with his head sideways, then clenched the newspaper in his hand and shouted: "The old man goes to the morning and goes to the court, you old lady who is dead!" ”

Escaped, and had already escaped from the vicinity of the bedroom

Counseling the mansion of the doctor Wei Zheng, Wei Shuyu held a newspaper in his hand, kicked open his father Wei Zheng's room, and shouted: "Dad, Dad, look at it, this is my second brother Guo who made the "Chang'an Morning News", and someone has thrown himself into the courtyard early in the morning!" ”

"Bastard!"

Wei Zheng saw that the door was suddenly kicked open, and immediately scolded: "Leave the things behind, you get out of here!" ”

Wei Shuyu was dizzy by his father's training, and looked at his father with wide eyes, it turned out that his father Wei Zheng was squatting on the toilet to relieve himself.

Looking at the uncomfortable feeling of Dad's red face, Bacheng became constipated again.

Wei Shuyu laughed a few times, put the newspaper at the door, and walked out of the room in small steps.

When the door was closed, Wei Shuyu did not forget to advise: "Dad, you must read this newspaper to ensure that your old man likes it." My second brother said that reading the newspaper when it is convenient to relieve your hands is a great enjoyment! ”

Wei Zheng saw that his most ** thing was stabbed by his son, squatted on the toilet and roared: "Get out, get out, you unfilial little brute!" ”

Squeak~

As soon as the door was closed, Wei Zheng made sure that Wei Shuyu, the little brute, would not come in again, so he pulled up his pants and half-squatted to the door to pick up the newspaper, squatted back on the toilet, and carefully spread out the newspaper to read.

Looking at it this way, squatting and squatting, Wei Zheng actually forgot the time of the early dynasty......

In just one morning, newspapers flew into the homes of various high-ranking families and ministers of the DPRK and China like carrier pigeons, disrupting the peaceful mornings of these people.

the mansion of Tang Jian, Xianggong of Ju State;

the mansion of Zhang Liang, the Duke of Yunguo;

Zhao Guogong's grandson Wuji's mansion;

the palace of Li Daozong, King of Jiangxia;

the mansion of Xiao Yu, the Duke of Song;

the mansion of Duan Zhixuan of Baoguo;

Gao Shilian Yu Shinan and those mansions of the Fathers and Princes who did not return from the expedition, including the mansions of many officials of the early Chang'an Dynasty, were completely disrupted by a small copy of the "Chang'an Morning News".

Soon, the Chang'an Morning News flowed from the high-ranking households to the market, to the restaurants, and tea shops

It was still early in the morning, and Guo Ye, who was waiting for Guan Jiu to report the news at Taipingfang's house, did not wait for Guan Jiu to send someone to deliver the message.

At this time, his heart was tickling like a wild cat, and he couldn't sit still, and his heart was looking forward to it.

Zhenniang, who was waiting with him on his left and right, saw Guo Ye like this, and teased: "Great official, the slave family has never seen you so nervous." Didn't Guan Xiucai come to the house last night and say it? If you want to know what the reaction will be, you won't know until noon! Why don't you prepare some breakfast for you first, and then wait for news after breakfast? ”

"No waiting!"

Guo Ye shook his head and decided categorically: "Let's go, Zhenniang, accompany me to the Haitian Feast Restaurant, there should already be people talking about this newspaper by now, let's go there and listen while eating, how about it?"

Zhen Niang smiled and said softly: "That relationship is good, the slave family also saves the need to smoke and fire in the kitchen." ”

Guo Ye grabbed Zhen Niang's palm, and without saying a word, he hurriedly pulled out of the hall and ran towards the outside of the house.

Zhenniang was dragged by Guo Ye like this, her palms were rubbed by Guo Ye's warm big hands, her heart was pounding, and her ears gradually became a little hot.

She is willing to let Guo Ye just pull like this, grind like this, although her heart is flustered, but it is sweet, this reckless little wrongdoer is always so provocative of people's hearts and evil!

Zhen Niang was thinking about it, Guo Ye had already left the house, and Leng Buding took advantage of Zhen Niang's inattention to pick her up horizontally and get into the carriage that had already been prepared.

"Woohoo......"

Zhen Niang subconsciously moaned, and her heart and liver accelerated more and more, as if she was about to jump out of her throat.

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