The young man said, gesturing to the courtyard at the back of the hall.

Lai Bao'er followed in, and after a while, he came out with a smile and asked Wen Jin to see: "The Western printing press they bought said that it could print 5,000 sheets a day. ”

Wen Jin secretly thought, how can 5,000 sheets be? But this was much better than she expected, so she happily followed Lai Bao'er in, to Wen Jin's surprise, it turned out to be a lead printing, and she carefully took the lead word and looked at it.

"People from other countries, specially asked our craftsmen to do it, originally wanted to open a bookstore, but because the yamen didn't allow it, they had to sell the machine to me." Zhu Xinyun introduced.

He has been respectfully following Wen Jin's right behind, introducing the house and machinery, and Wen Jin is quite satisfied.

The hardware equipment is not said, and the rest is the software - people.

Wen Jin sat down in front of an empty table in the hall on the first floor, with Chunming and Xia Yang standing beside him: "Mr. Zhu, if I help you get the license of the bookstore, can you start printing books immediately?" ”

"Yes, I already have several books in my hand, all of which are very good-looking."

"Show me it."

Zhu Xinyun was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, you want me to help you print the book, how can you become the owner now? But now that he was cornered, and he had no social experience, he finally obeyed Wen Jin's words and took out a few copies from the house.

A few copies, all of them are worthless, just wind and snow, all of them are meat texts, Wen Jin threw them on the table in front of him in disgust: "Garbage!" ”

The few people sitting in the hall all stood up with a cheer and stared at Wen Jin, but Wen Jin's military attache uniform still worked, although they gritted their teeth, they didn't dare to go too far.

"What did you write? You are still scholars, writing these things for the country and the people, there is no meaning, and besides, the writing is obscure, how many people can understand it? No one buys it when it is printed, which is a waste of money. ”

Although Zhu Xinyun didn't dare to provoke Wen Jin, this guy was still a little stunned, and he couldn't hold it back, and stammered: "Other bookstores also print these." ”

"They are them, and you are you, and when you see others stealing, do you also steal? Writing these bad articles, I am not afraid that my children will see it and be ashamed of you. ”

Zhu Xinyun bowed his head and was speechless.

An older man walked over: "I have good writing, but unfortunately no one reads it, if it weren't for life, who would write this." ”

"Show me it."

"Will you wait in my house? It takes half an hour. ”

"Okay, I'll wait."

"We also have good texts, do you read?" The rest of the people gathered around and looked at Wen Jin with a look of hope.

"Take them all."

There were only people left in the room brought by Zhu Xinyun and Wen Jin, Zhu Xinyun's lips squirmed a few times, and he asked with difficulty: "Sir, don't you want to find me to print the book?" How to ......"

"I don't just want to print books, but I also want to invite a few gunmen, I see that they are forcing you to buy articles, isn't this helping you out of the siege?"

Zhu Xinyun was stunned, he promised to buy these people's texts, but then he had no money, so he didn't follow them, saying that for the sake of the texts he wrote, he had to fulfill his promises.

"Do you write it yourself?"

"I also wrote about it."

"I'll see."

I wish Xinyun to run upstairs, and soon come down, it is a handwritten line-bound book, Wen Jin opened, I wish Xinyun a good hand, neat and tidy fly-headed small letters, but unfortunately it is another wind and snow, selling words, but there is no good plot, and there is no educational book, Wen Jin couldn't help but shake his head.

"I still have one." Zhu Xinyun didn't dare to look at Wen Jin, and lowered his head and said.

"You wrote that?"

"My cousin wrote it, and he died." Zhu Xinyun took out a yellowed booklet from his arms and handed it to Wen Jin.

This is a four-act play, writing about a businessman's child, and a Xiucai's daughter in love, the businessman's family is very rich, but Xiucai forced his daughter to marry a person to do the continuation, the girl can't resist the father, jumped off the building and died the night before the marriage, after the boy heard about it, he went to shave the monk.

Throughout the article, there are words that literati look down on businessmen, which makes people feel sad and indignant when they see it, Wen Jin completely sees it, only feels that his throat is blocked, his eyes are sour, if it is not in front of people, it is estimated that he will shed tears.

"This is good!" Wen Jin praised, "However, I don't plan to publish a book, but arrange it into a play, which will definitely become popular." ”

Zhu Xinyun rubbed his hands and said a little pleadingly: "Then, how much can you give?" ”

"How much do you want?"

Zhu Xinyun gritted his teeth, but in the end he was deflated and said in a low voice: "You have the ability, help me tell the government, let me open it, and again, again, didn't you ask me to print something?" Just let me open it. ”

"I can not only let you open, but also make you money, but there is one thing, you have to listen to me how you do it."

Zhu Xinyun was a little hesitant.

Chunming opened his mouth and said: "Then forget it, you wait to lose it all, and close the door." ”

Xia Yang said: "Our master bought this place and hired you, but you still have to be obedient." ”

A sentence reminded Wen Jin: "Yes, I bought these machines or something, and I also rented your house, did you listen to me?" ”

"Of course, you're the owner." Zhu Xinyun replied dejectedly.

Running a newspaper, maybe there will be a certain political risk, Wen Jin thought about it, let Zhu Xinyun bear these, it is indeed too irresponsible, those few writers soon returned, each in their hands, there are several books, Wen Jin picked it up and probably flipped through it, only the older one, two books are not bad, and the rest are not sick at all.

Seeing her cold look, a small young man didn't want to give up like this, so he took out a short essay: "Look at this, I'm actually not good at writing, but good at writing current texts." ”

Wen Jin took it and took a look, and couldn't help but get serious, this is a good comment, very inflammatory.

"Okay, the two of you will see the results in two days, and the rest of the people, if they are all at this level, forget it, if there is a good article, go back and send it here, once it is adopted, there will naturally be remuneration, and the price will be discussed according to the quality and length."

The two people were happy, and the other people were still a little unconvinced, just thinking about the theory, a few guards immediately stood in front of Wen Jin, their faces were not good, Xiucai met the soldiers, and they were originally afraid, not to mention what level they were, they must have been clear, and they left in a hurry.

"Let's go back and discuss it and give you a charter, Mr. Zhu, I won't let you suffer."

Zhu Xinyun nodded, he can keep the house, although the bookstore is sold, he can still do things in it, although it is not the best ending, but it is not bad.

Wen Jin returned home, thought about it and thought about it, and finally decided to Zhu Xinyun to stay, let him use the rent as an investment, be a small shareholder, he doesn't often go over, Zhu Xinyun has to be fully responsible, give some shares, let him have a greater sense of responsibility, as for the formalities in the government, he will not use his name, in case of seizure, he will not be charged with a big crime.

Wen Jin told Qian Jun all this, what she did was only a small part of Qian Jun's overall situation, the man was playing a big game of chess, and he was making trouble in it, although he was kind, what if he did something wrong?

Qian Jun was very happy about what Wen Jin did, it turned out that after he arrived in Maocheng, he quietly visited, and then went to see the governor You Junmin, You Junmin didn't think he was wrong at all, and kept saying that Maocheng was a thief city, and the people were everywhere, which made Qian Jun angry, and he reprimanded You Junmin: "Lord Shen has been the governor here for four terms, and later Liu Yu also served for one term, they have all achieved good results and been rewarded by the imperial court, only you, you have made such a big turmoil, and blame the people for not being good, have you ever thought that you are wrong?" ”

You Junmin twisted his neck and refused to admit it, just as Wen Jin sent Zhang Sanxuan, Qian Jun said to You Junmin: "I'll let you see today whether you're right or not, see how your subordinates deal with the problem, let's go." He went out and told Chen Kai to follow a small official of the Governor's Mansion to see how to deal with the problem, and he pulled You Junmin and took the carriage out, turned around, and then parked the carriage at the mouth of an alley near the Governor's Palace.

When Zhang experienced seeing that his brother-in-law was arrested this time, and there were a large number of residents' complaints, he suddenly became angry and scolded several people who twisted Zhang Sanxuan. Those guards didn't have the prince's order, they didn't dare to reveal their identities, and they went in to give people Zhu Xinyun, and when Zhu Xinyun saw the official, he couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart, and saw that the people who accompanied him couldn't hold it, and they should have been deceived, and they didn't dare to say a word with their heads down.

Zhang Shi said hello to the warden in charge of the prison, released Zhang Sanxuan, and sent him out of the yamen, scolded a few words outside, and then gave him some money to buy food.

Seeing this situation, You Junmin's face was very ugly, but he also defended Zhang Experience: "How can you say that Zhang Sanxuan is also his brother-in-law, who doesn't have three relatives and two reasons?" Besides, who wrote these confessions that you showed me? Isn't this a private torture hall? ”

Qian Jun was so angry that he brushed his sleeves away, and when he returned home, he wrote a note on impeachment of You Junmin in the study, and then sent an express mail to send it to the capital for 800 miles, and he suggested that the prince transfer You Junmin away, otherwise, the grievances will become deeper and deeper, which will be unfavorable to the local situation.

Before Zhang Sanxuan returned home, he was arrested, and this time he was not sent to the yamen, but was directly locked up in the barracks. It was a disobedient soldier, the environment was still clean, but he didn't give him food, Zhang Sanxuan howled loudly at the beginning, saying that he was wronged, and he was so hungry the next day.

On the evening of the day when Wen Jin went to the bookstore, after dinner, the husband and wife walked together as usual, the house in Maocheng was less than half the size of the capital, but there was also a small pond in the yard, not only planted with lotus, in the corner of the pond, there was also a small piece of water lilies, Wen Jin's favorite water lily Chu Chu posture, so people set up a bench here, she and Qian Jun were tired of walking, you can sit down.

"I went out today." The text is respectfully opened. "The situation is still a little unstable these days, so let's go out less." Qian Jun said with concern. "You don't want to ask me, what are you doing out there?"

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