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"It's a shame that I can't visit him in person and ask him to see him."

Song Qingyuan said with emotion.

After hearing this, Lin Saijiu also shook his head.

"The teacher's hometown is in Yangzhou Mansion, and now he has returned to his hometown."

"If Song Nongnu has the opportunity to go to the south in the future, the old man is willing to recommend him with a letter."

"Thank you so much, Lord Lin!"

Song Qingyuan bowed and thanked him.

Although she knows that she may not have the opportunity to go to Yangzhou Mansion in the future, if she is grateful, she still has to say it.

"Lord Lin wants to send a letter to Mr. Yan?"

Song Qingyuan asked.

"That's what the old man wants."

Lin Saijiu nodded.

"After the teacher returned to his hometown, he often exchanged letters with the old man."

"With the teacher's temperament and character, if you know what Song Nongnu has done, you will be willing to write this opening chapter for Song Nongnu."

Lin Saijiu smiled slightly, a good man did it to the end, and sent the Buddha to the west.

Since he intends to fulfill Song Qingyuan, why not give him a boost and push this student newspaper again.

Let it be widely praised among students.

After all, this move really helped a lot to promote the style of writing and spread knowledge.

"So, I'm in trouble."

Song Qingyuan's joy could no longer be hidden.

Two beautiful eyebrows, slightly curved, fair and delicate face, more girlish naughty.

How could she not be happy to have the help of Confucianism.

Especially, she was about to see the words in her hand that she envied.

The joy spread, and Da Lang and San Lang also rejoiced.

Lin Jingshu was also infected by this atmosphere, and a smile appeared on her face.

After a few people had laughed enough and calmed down, Lin Xijiu asked again, "I don't know about this article...... When will the manuscript be handed over to Song Nongnu? ”

In this regard, Song Qingyuan has long had ideas.

Hearing Lin Saijiu's question, he replied neatly, "The day the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies opens, it is the time when the student newspaper is published."

"Good!"

Lin Saijiu raised his voice and drank, "This is very good! ”

"It's just that the old man still doesn't know anything, please ask Song Nongnu to solve your doubts."

"Don't dare to be!"

Song Qingyuan waved his hand again and again.

"If you have something to ask, Song Qingyuan knows everything, and she can't say anything."

"Since Song Nongnu speaks so cheerfully, the old man doesn't hide it."

Lin Saijiu straightened his body, looked at Song Qingyuan and said, "Song Nongnu's student newspaper, at what price do you plan to sell it to the outside world?" ”

To put it bluntly, it's how much a newspaper sells.

"Shiwen!"

Song Qingyuan's white fingers clenched into fists and clenched them.

"Ten Wen."

Lin Sai Liquor repeated softly.

At this moment, even he was shocked, and he didn't know what to say!

shook his head again and again, and said after a long time, "Did Song Nongnu ever know that you can also take back the paper, pen and ink money with your ten words." ”

"Students can be sent from Beijing to other prefectures, and the manpower and material resources consumed on the road are all silver."

"And ask someone to write and write."

"Although literati and writers do not value money, they are indispensable for courtesy, and this is a large amount of silver."

"It's okay once or twice, if the student newspaper wants to do it for a long time, then if it goes on like this for a long time, where should the money come from."

"Has Song Nongnu ever figured it out?"

Got it!

Song Qingyuan replied secretly in his heart.

The two costs mentioned by Lin Saijiu just now are not the logistics fee and the pen fee.

These, naturally, are paid for by advertising revenue.

It's just that she can't say this for the time being, and she has to take it step by step.

Otherwise, the look of admiration on Lin Saijiu's face at this moment immediately turned into disdain.

"The soldiers will come to block, and the water will cover the earth."

"Song Qingyuan still has the strength to support now, even if it is really strong one day, Yuan'er believes that there are also relays in this great Qi country."

Song Qingyuan's face was full of confidence, and he exuded a kind of truth! Good! Beauty!

Like the Virgin.

Lin Saijiu was stunned, he had lived for such a long time, how could he ever see a person with such a posture.

But......

Lin Saijiu couldn't help but feel suspicious, this Song peasant girl would be this kind of person.

Really don't want fame and fortune, just to do good deeds, great goodness through the ages?

"Since Song Nongnu is confident, the old man won't ask more."

Lin Saijiu suppressed the doubts in his heart.

The most taboo thing for people like them in officialdom is curiosity.

And he thought that it must be unusual for this Song peasant girl to let the Queen Mother come forward and order him personally.

Not to mention that behind her, there are other backers to support her in doing this.

"Okay, after talking about it for so long, everyone is tired."

Lin Saijiu waved his hand and invited, "Let's stay for a light meal together today!" ”

"Your Excellency has an invitation, how dare you disobey."

The three brothers and sisters should go down at the same time.

After a meal.

The Song family said goodbye and left.

Song Qingyuan, Shen Biqing, and Red Sleeves returned to the small courtyard rented by Da Lang and San Lang.

And the two brothers also planned to return to Guozijian, so they happened to be on the way, so they went together.

on the carriage.

The two looked at Song Qingyuan in surprise.

Song Qingyuan did not mention the matter of the student's report in advance.

"Why does my brother look at me like this?"

Song Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the two softly.

"Sister Zhong Lingxiumin, I am ashamed to be a brother."

Saburo said this, but his face showed pride.

Stretched out his hand and patted Song Qingyuan's head, "If the third brother doesn't work hard, he really can't catch up with you." ”

"I'm also making a little fuss!"

Song Qingyuan shook his head and smiled.

"How can the two brothers concentrate on their studies and become officials in the future, they naturally have the opportunity to contribute to the people and do things."

"Brother doesn't have to look at the present, but look at the future."

Song Qingyuan thought that she was a woman after all.

In this ancient world, bound by feudal etiquette, her power was limited.

Even if you exhaust your life's work, all you can do is only a small thing.

If you want to change this era and change the fate of the people, you still rely on entering the court as an official and being a man who is really lacking.

"Yuan'er is too modest!"

Da Lang smiled bitterly.

"If what you have done is just a trivial matter, wouldn't it be a shame for me and others."

"Brother Lang, the third brother still doesn't compete to praise me, Yuan'er will be shy too......"

Song Qingyuan said, and the youngest daughter's family blinked.

Stretched out his white hand, covered his face, and made a shy appearance.

Seeing this, Da Lang and San Lang both laughed.

The two also gradually came out of their shocked emotions and returned to normal.

looked at Song Qingyuan and asked, "The student newspaper that Yuan'er wants to run, can you ask the third brother and the eldest brother to help?" ”

"Of course!"

Song Qingyuan nodded.

"I'm good at it, but when it comes to doing knowledge, I have to rely on Brother Lang and Brother San."

"When the article comes back in the future, I need the two brothers to help me review it."

Song Qingyuan said softly, and Hao made a request unceremoniously.

Da Lang, San Lang listened, but became more and more happy, and gave up their hands one after another, "I am willing to serve Yuan'er." ”

In their opinion, they are overjoyed to see first-hand the articles made by the great Confucians and scholars of the time, and they can't ask for it, how can they refuse.

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