Chapter 83: The Emperor
Hua Ying looked at Yingshuai's reply, so angry that she almost gritted her steel teeth, but she was helpless, she couldn't scold and scold the other party, didn't she bring humiliation on herself.
"Okay, look at your smugness, I'll continue to publish news to hack you next week!" he said viciously.
Suddenly, an animation of catching fast jumped on his blog, and a subtitle popped up: "Someone reported with real name, your blog is suspected of insulting others, and there will be a quick arrest later, please cooperate with the investigation." ”
"!" Hua Ying scolded, but there was no way, this is his real name, he was scolded, but he also violated the king's law, he was fined, and he was detained.
"No, I also want to report Yingshuai with my real name!" he thought that he couldn't run, and he couldn't let Yingshuai go.
Just do it, he clicked on Yingshuai's blog and clicked on the report.
He waited anxiously for half an hour, and it was really like sitting on pins and needles.
Bite!
Hearing the message prompt, Hua Ying seemed to hear the sound of heaven, and she was happy, and clicked on the email at a lightning speed.
"I'm sorry, after review, I didn't find any signs of abuse and personal attacks in this article, please confirm and submit evidence to report again. ”
"What? impossible!" Hua Ying was angry when she saw the website's reply, "He is only allowed to scold me, not me?"
With his IQ, where will he understand the breadth and profundity of Chinese, this article does not have a dirty word, unlike Hua Ying's English, one is one and two is two, scolding is scolding, reporting one is accurate, and this article does not contain abusive words, Hua Ying how to report the website did not respond.
"Shady! It must be shady!" Hua Ying finally found the answer by herself, and couldn't help roaring, "Okay, if you don't give me justice, I'll find it myself, I will still write about him in the next issue of "Ming Entertainment Weekly", and it will be the same in the next issue, and I will still write about the next issue, I must write about the death of Yingshuai!"
The secretary didn't dare to say more, but kept recording his orders. secretly said in his heart: "This handsome man is dead, and the blog is just a quick moment, if "Mingyu Weekly" is so smeared, the white will also become black." ”
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Daming Yanjing, as the center of power, is naturally also a cultural center, and the spread of a certain culture or opinion can never be separated from the support of power, so this is a natural thing.
Of course, although the cultural atmosphere of Yanjing is strong, it is different from the prosperity of Jianye's film and television leisure culture, but Yanjing's culture is biased towards serious and orthodox, although its influence among ordinary people may not be as good as that of Jianye, the old capital cultural circle, but its influence in the Daming cultural circle is not comparable to Jianye.
In a courtyard in Nanluoguxiang, not far from the Forbidden City, a thin old man sits on a reclining chair and enjoys the winter sun.
"Qingxiu, what are the articles worth reading recently?" the old man squinted and asked the little girl next to him.
The little girl looked at her phone and burst out laughing.
"Funny?" asked the old man.
"Oh no, I read a poem, and it's funny. The little girl didn't dare to let her grandfather know that she was reading this kind of article, so she quickly answered.
"Oh! poem, then read it quickly. The old man became interested.
"Yes," replied the little girl briskly, "meanness is the pass of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble... ”
As soon as he finished reading the first sentence, the old man opened his eyes with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The poem was not long, and the little girl was very articulate and finished reading it in a while.
"This poem is extraordinary, but a little extreme, which of you is your new work?" the old man asked.
"Grandpa, guess?" a hint of cunning flashed in the little girl's eyes.
"Sun Taixiang, no, his poems are gloomy, there is no such atmosphere. Li Ruoyu has some of his style, but his poems are not so strong... ”
The old man said a few names that were denied by himself, and said with a smile: "Ghost girl, grandpa can't guess it, tell me quickly." ”
"This author is called Yingshuai. The little girl laughed.
The old man didn't notice that she was talking about the author and not the poet, and thought, "Hero, I haven't heard of such a number, is it a new one?" What other works does he have, read it and listen to it. ”
"Oh, there is another," said the little girl, again of the handsome poem, "the door is locked for the man to go in and out, and the hole for the dog to crawl out is open... ”
"It's just a literary talent, it's extraordinary, but it's a character, is there anything else?" the old man asked again.
"There is only half of it, scratching the boots and saying what is the benefit, and scolding into the wood is also fine. The little girl replied.
The old man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled: "No, girl, you still want to coax grandpa, is this handsome man fighting with someone?"
"You guessed it, amazing. There is another article here that he also wrote, it is too long, I won't read it, you can read it yourself. The little girl stuffed the mobile phone in her hand directly to her grandfather.
The old man put on reading glasses and looked at it, probably because he was not used to using smart phones, and he read it very slowly, and he actually read an article of several hundred words for twenty minutes.
"Genius. The old man laughed, but turned to his granddaughter and said, "Say, little ghost, do you want grandpa to help him?"
"Grandpa, if you listen to this song again, it was sent by Grandpa Jianye Zhu. The little girl didn't answer, just smiled and took the phone and put "My Motherland".
"Song?" the old man didn't like pop music, but when he heard that it was sent by an old friend, he reluctantly listened to it.
The more he listened, the more his face changed, but finally he sat up straight, sighed and said, "Great talent! No wonder Lao Zhu bothered so much, so I helped with this favor." ”
The little girl smiled secretly, this is what Zhu Lao meant, it was his granddaughter Zhu Yuntuo herself.
The next day, the Yenching Evening News published an article signed by Li Hanyun.
Although this "Yanjing Evening News" is not as good as "Yanjing Daily", it is also the vane of the Daming cultural circle, and the articles on it are not available to anyone.
This Li Hanyun is even more powerful, although he is not an official in the court, no official dares to underestimate him, because he has a special identity, the teacher of the three dynasties, and has been the teacher of the three emperors.
Not to mention writing articles, he just mentioned a word and the literary world was shaken, and for a while, all the cultural people of the Ming Dynasty bought the "Yanjing Evening News", and wanted to see what the emperor had to say for the first time, maybe the emperor had some new ideas to convey through him.
Good guys, the "Yanjing Evening News", which usually has extremely stable sales, is directly out of stock, reprinted three times, and the number of prints has tripled or is still in short supply.