On the second day of the eighth month, the sky of Baling City is clear, the morning breeze sweeps over the faces of passers-by with the coolness of autumn, and the scorching sun is not afraid of autumn, not to be outdone, shining on the earth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the morning light, a small number of readers walked to the bookstore next to the State Literary Academy, although the "Holy Dao" and "Wenbao" were released yesterday, not all of them had already purchased them, and it often took a month for the bookstore of the Literary Academy to remove the previous issue of "Shengdao" and "Wenbao".

Yang Lin is an ordinary child, over 20 years old, whether it is family background, appearance or all aspects, there is nothing special.

He had been in his hometown a few days ago, but he had only come back last night, and he had not met a bookseller, and he wanted to read "The Holy Way" and "Wenbao", so he had to come early in the morning, and then go back for breakfast after he had finished buying.

He was at the front of the line, with only a dozen people at the back, and at the same time yesterday, at least three thousand people had gathered here.

When the bookstore was officially sold, Yang Lin, as usual, handed out a few brass coins and said loudly: "One copy of "Holy Dao", one copy of "Wenbao"!"

However, no one responded.

Yang Lin frowned, and found that the six bookstore clerks who were supposed to come over to collect the money were all holding something that was stacked on top of a dozen larger sheets of paper, and everyone's expressions were extremely wonderful and constantly changing.

Yang Lin secretly said in his heart that the current bookstore clerk was becoming more and more disagreeable, but it was not easy to say it directly, so he had to pat the wooden counter in front of him and said loudly: "One copy of "Holy Dao", one copy of "Wenbao"!"

However, the six clerks remained deaf.

Yang Lin had a dark face, quietly looked at the six clerks, and had already made up his mind in his heart, after buying "Holy Dao" and "Wenbao", he went to the Literary Academy to report these clerks, which was simply too inattentive to people.

An old showman at the back of the team said angrily: "You can't sell it on time, what kind of system is it?"

A kind-faced boy suddenly shouted, "What are you looking at? It seems to be a new kind of book?"

At this time, a clerk casually said: "This is the "People's Daily", which has just been released today. ”

"Minbao?" The fire in Yang Lin's heart was extinguished by doubt, and he turned his head and looked at the customer behind him, not knowing what it was.

"What is the People's Daily?" shouted Lao Xiucai.

"Minbao is a newspaper jointly founded by Fang Xusheng, Xiangzhou officials and Fang's Library, which is equivalent to Wenbao or Di Bao in various places, but it is a little different from Wen Bao or Di Bao, I can't say. Oops, I'm sorry, I'm so obsessed with it! I'm sorry everyone!" the clerk hurriedly smiled and apologized, and after saying that, he took out a penny from his pocket, put it in the cash box, and then carefully folded the "Minbao" and put it in his clothes from his chest.

Seeing the clerk's move, all the readers present instinctively realized that this "People's Daily" was very unusual, not to mention that it had something to do with Fang Xusheng.

Yang Lin asked: "Is this "Minbao" a penny?"

"Yes, "Minbao" is very cheap, it is said to be the cost price, but the text is different from the usual, it seems to be called ...... By the way, it is called 'Song Ti', which is said to have been created by Fang Xusheng specifically for the "Minbao", and even temporarily asked the Gongdian to send people to renovate the printing workshop in Quanxiang Prefecture. It's a little unaccustomed to looking, it's square, and it loses the essence of calligraphy, but I just looked at it for a while and found that it seems to be very suitable for printing. ”

The clerk chattered while handing Yang Lin the "Holy Dao" and "Wenbao".

Yang Lin's heart moved, and he took out another penny, and said, "Give me a copy of "Minbao". ”

The clerk picked up a copy of "Minbao", held it with both hands, respectfully handed it to Yang Lin, and said with a smile: "You are Baling City...... No, it was the first person in Xiangzhou or even the Terran to buy the "Minbao". ”

Yang Lin smiled, he didn't care about the first and second, and was about to take over the "Minbao" and leave, but he pinched the "Minbao" with both hands, his feet seemed to have roots, staring at the front page of the "Minbao" motionlessly.

"This ......" Yang Lin didn't expect that this "Minbao" would have a war letter to the Qingguo Xuanwu Army.

Seeing such an important thing, Yang Lin completely forgot about the people behind him and continued to read with his head down.

"Alas, what are you doing? Hurry up and leave after buying?" The old Xiucai complained, bypassing Yang Lin to buy "Holy Dao" and "Wenbao", and while walking, he inadvertently glanced at the "Minbao" in Yang Lin's hand, and immediately widened his eyes.

"What! Fang Xusheng sent a war letter to the Xuanwu Army?" Lao Xiucai shouted loudly.

"What?"

The people in the back didn't care about queuing, and immediately rushed behind Yang Lin, stretching their necks to read the front page of "Minbao", and the last few people jumped and watched.

"This "People's Daily" is so powerful!"

"It seems that Fang Xusheng's war book has only appeared in the "People's Daily", if there was a rumor before, it would have been known to the human race for a long time. ”

"Interesting! Give me a copy of the People's Daily!"

"Get me a copy too!"

The rest shouted to the clerk.

"Don't worry, everyone has it!" the clerk said with a smile and began to sell "Minbao".

Soon, the first dozen or so people had a copy of the "Minbao" in their hands, and stood in front of the bookstore to look through them as if they were holding large dough cakes.

"It turns out that this kind of thing happened in Xiangzhou, and "Wenbao" will not record it. ”

"Huh, it turns out that the demon world is like this, and there are still poisonous Jiaojiao, I really didn't know before. ”

"This is actually a guide for children's students written by Dong Wencong and Dong Zhoumu? The first time I read it, I read Fang Jue's whip and penetrated into it, and I deserved to be a Hanlin! If I had read this article earlier, I would have been admitted to Tongsheng ten years ago!"

"Hehe, you look at this article about Jingguo, no, it says it's called news, although it doesn't say it directly, but it is obvious that it is Zuo Xiang who is obstructing Fang Xusheng! Liu Shan, a traitor, should really put him in a three-foot cage!"

The bookstores of the State Academy of Literature have always opened very early, but not many people come early to buy books and newspapers on the second day of August, and even booksellers rarely come early.

However, the street in front of the State Academy of Literature is one of the most prosperous streets in the entire Baling City and even in Xiangzhou, and even if it is more than six o'clock in the morning, many people pass by.

Those people glanced at it casually, and saw more than a dozen people reading in front of the bookstore holding large papers, some of them just felt curious and continued to move forward, but some people suspected that it was a new thing, so they walked over and asked.

Slowly, there were more and more people at the gate of the State Academy.

At first, everyone just held the "Minbao" to read, and later, the people who had read the "Minbao" were divided into different small groups to discuss according to their favorite content, some discussed the news of Xiangzhou, some discussed the current affairs of Jingguo, and some were exchanging guidance for children's examinations.

Gradually, more and more people came, and everyone who left would tell their acquaintances about the "Minbao".

As time passed, people from all over Baling City flocked to the bookstores of the Academy, and the booksellers also smelled business opportunities and ran wildly with carts.

The same scene is playing out in various cities of Xiangzhou.

However, in just one hour, the number of people in front of the bookstores of the literary institutes in various cities in Xiangzhou has surpassed yesterday, and there are crowds of people.

All of a sudden, the whole Xiangzhou people were talking about the "Minbao", but they didn't know that the "Minbao" couldn't even talk to others.

"Minbao" was completely on fire.

. (To be continued.) )