"Silk Road, Master Kongdu, you see, as long as you pass through here, you can reach the origin of Buddhism: Tianzhu, where you can seek the true scriptures, return to the Tang Dynasty, and popularize the world."

I saw a young monk, with thin eyebrows and starry eyes, a soft face, looking very handsome, at this time his eyes were fixed on a map on the desk, one hand tapped the Silk Road on the map, and said to an old monk sitting quietly next to him.

I saw that the monk was quite old, his white beard hung down to the placket of his clothes, his eyebrows were kind, and he lit the lamp of the ancient Buddha.

"Xuanzang, why are you so anxious?" The old monk Gujing said lightly.

The handsome monk was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly replied: "Master Kongdu, the disciple always feels that the Hinayana Buddhism of the Tang Dynasty is incomplete and cannot benefit the world, so he is determined to go to the West Heaven to seek the true scriptures and obtain the Mahayana Buddhism to transform the world." ”

The old monk shook his head slowly, and said softly: "Xuanzang, this is just a part of your motivation, not the truest thoughts in your heart. ”

The handsome monk's face was a little red, and he muttered for a while before he whispered: "The disciple has read a few "Datang News", and was attracted by the overseas reports in it. ”

When the old monk heard this, he smiled and nodded, and said kindly: "Xuanzang, follow your heart and live, you have to be very comfortable, you are ready to prepare, and you will go on the road in three days." ”

When the young monk heard this, he couldn't believe his ears, and the presiding master, who had always opposed his departure from the temple, actually agreed to go overseas to seek the true scriptures.

"For the sake of safety on the road, Lao Gao allows you to take ten warrior monks from this temple to learn scriptures in the west together, so that everyone in the Tang Dynasty can practice Mahayana Buddhism." The old monk stood up and said lightly.

At this time, Xuanzang was already so excited that he couldn't help himself, and made a big salute: "Obey the order." ”

"What? The chief disciple of the host of Daxingshan Temple is going to the west to learn scriptures? Li Er sat on the throne of the Liangyi Hall and listened to a eunuch read the newspaper.

This newspaper is naturally the "Datang News" founded by Xu Yang, and now this thing has become the most popular thing in Datang, as long as it is a teahouse, a restaurant, up to the palace nobles, down to the common people, they will buy one, or go to listen to Mr. Storyteller to interpret what they see and hear in this newspaper, for a time Chang'an paper is expensive, all because the newspaper is selling more and more.

With the popularity of newspapers, the role of public opinion propaganda is becoming more and more obvious, for example, the current overseas colonization, with the overwhelming propaganda of newspapers, many wealthy families in Chang'an have quietly moved the focus of the family industry to the south, and many families have even moved the industry directly to Quanzhou, the goal is to invest overseas, want to get a piece of the soup of the spice island.

Since the last time Fang Xuanling's article titled "Shi Nong and Industry Are All Businesses" was published in the newspaper, the court was in chaos, and the scholars were proud that the article could be published in the newspaper.

Letters and manuscripts like snowflakes flew to the newspaper publishing house of Nanshan Academy, I heard that Mr. Lishi, who was in charge of the publishing house, was tired and sick, and now no one dared to replace him, because no one dared to review the manuscripts submitted by those bigwigs.

This influence naturally shocked the greatest Li Er, Li Er is also resolute, others can't see the importance of this public opinion, with his unique vision and sharp mind, how can he not know how many articles can be written in this small newspaper.

Directly stuffed the eighteen members of the Literature Museum formed when he was still King Qin into the publishing house, responsible for reviewing and submitting manuscripts, such as Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Yu Zhining, Su Shichang, Yao Silian, Xue Shui, Chu Liang, Lu Deming, Kong Yingda, Li Xuandao, After hearing the news, they were all like chicken blood, ready to do a big job.

Yan Zhi came out to lead the overall situation with the appearance of a Tang emperor, in front of this old man, forty or fifty years old are still considered juniors, Du Ruhui, Fang Xuanling, Su Shichang, Yao Silian As soon as they saw this great god, they were respectful like a child, and sometimes, age is seniority.

Yan Zhitui and Lu Deming, two giants, discussed for a long time in the chess village, and finally decided that the style of "Datang News" would not change in any way, and the original intention of "News" to let people all over the world listen to news should not be changed just because of the addition of the scholar class.

It is also to avoid the "News" from becoming the position of the Confucian family, here is the place of contention of a hundred schools, the academy stands high at the highest place to point out the country, this is what Xu Yang explained when he left, Yan Zhitui and Lu Deming, the two old men, have lived for so long, they have long become fine, where do you not know this truth.

Therefore, these people from the court came here only to be able to review the manuscript more carefully, and the articles they wrote could not be published in the newspaper at will, as long as more than half of all the staff of the newspaper agreed to publish it.

With the settlement of the matter of the newspaper, the sales of the newspaper have exceeded the 10,000 mark, and the huge paper mill behind Zhongnan Mountain has to work overtime until late at night every day, especially after the newspaper plans to publish the Luoyang edition, it is estimated that the sales will quadruple again.

"Datang News" has been thoroughly integrated into the life of Datang people

"Returning to Your Majesty, that's exactly the case, I heard that this person who is going to learn the scriptures is a young monk of the Great Ci'en Temple, the only disciple of Master Kongdu, and his name seems to be Xuanzang." The eunuch hurriedly said flatteringly.

Li Er sat on the throne, showing a thoughtful gaze, he has always had no feeling for the sect, whether it is Taoism that his father likes, or Buddhism in Tianzhu, he doesn't pay much attention to it, what he yearns for is conquest and war, but the balance between the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism in China must be done well, this is the way of the emperor, and it is also the best guarantee for the stability of the world.

"Xuan's will, I really plan to meet this monk who dares to go to the Silk Road alone."

"No."

"Big brother, these big chickens are really delicious." I saw Cheng Chumo holding a huge roasted animal leg in his arms, and the golden and crispy skin looked appetizing.

"It's so delicious that it's eaten up by the Maori." Xu Yang is also holding a bird's leg and gnawing, this kind of animal moa that has been extinct in later generations and often runs, the meat is delicious, it is simply delicious.

"By the way, don't always call it a big chicken, it seems to be uneducated, people have their own names, they are called moa."

Cheng Chumo gnawed the chicken leg clean, it was hard to imagine that this was still a huge chicken leg just now.

"Hiccup~" Cheng Chumo made a loud hiccup, "Oh, big brother, I'm only responsible for eating, how can I remember its name, besides, doesn't it just look like a big chicken~"

Xu Yang was speechless for a while, holding his share of chicken leg and gnawing slowly

Cheng Chumo was lying on the grass, surrounded by more than thirty guards in armor, today was the day when Xu Yang and Cheng Chumo came out to hunt, so they also had to travel together.

Looking at the clear blue sky, the afternoon sun is not as hot as at noon, shining on the body, the breeze is blowing, Cheng Chumo feels like he is lying in a fairyland at this time.

"Big brother, what did you say about Wei Chi, Chongyi, how are they at sea now?" Cheng Chumo asked with some concern, because at that time, a few of them insisted on not agreeing to stay, Niu Jinda took a few of them, and now it has been almost a month since they were separated, and I don't know where they sailed, whether the sea was smooth or not, according to the original time, they drove the steam engine all the way, and they should have reached the South American continent along the current.

"Don't ask me, there are too many things at sea, maybe they will get lost now, maybe Uncle Niu doesn't know where to gnaw the bark now." Xu Yang joked casually

South America, Ecuador.

"Ahh Niu Jinda sneezed loudly, causing everyone to look sideways, "It's okay, keep going." Niu Jinda touched his nose, who was talking about himself just now?

"General Qiyu, I found a new plant in the shade of the tree in front of you!" A large man in armor hurriedly turned back from the vanguard in front of him and ran to the main general's troops, reporting loudly.

"Oh?" Niu Jinda was very excited, only one day deep into the American continent, he found potatoes, corn and other high-yield crops, and now he is in a good mood, "Take Ben to see." ”

"No!"

Niu Jinda followed the sergeant to the big tree in front, and now it was surrounded by a dozen sergeants, and the crowd dispersed, revealing the plant under the big tree.

"Entourage, entourage, bring the Encyclopedia of Flora of the Americas." Niu Jinda commanded to the people behind him.

Soon, a delicate thick book wrapped in cowhide was presented to Niu Jinda.

"Tell Ben, how many leaves does this thing have? How many veins are thin? How many teeth? What is this red fruit? ”

The casual officer hurriedly went up, stared at the plant carefully for a while, and then said, "General Qiyu, this plant is solitary and drooping; calyx cup-shaped, inconspicuous five-toothed; Corolla white, lobes ovate; anthers grayish-purple, stalks stout, drooping; The fruit is long and finger-shaped, tapering and often curved at the apex, and the fruit is red. ”

"Hmm" Niu Jinda heard this, and carefully rummaged through the encyclopedia.

"Hulahula." Niu Jinda turned the pages quickly, and at last, stopped in front of one page.

"The old man knows, this thing is called chili." R1152