Yefu Hall.

"Brother, congratulations!" When Fat Hao saw Ji Xiu coming in, he immediately got up with a smile.

Ji Xiu also smiled back and motioned for him to sit down and speak.

"But it's done?" Ji Xiu asked out loud.

When Fat Hao heard this, the smile on his face disappeared, and he said, "It's been done, but this matter can be done thanks to Lord Ling." ”

Lord Ling? Ji Xiu was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted.

On the day when Confucianism announced his marriage, he engaged in that set of small actions, which ordinary people naturally couldn't see, but they couldn't hide it from everyone. Obviously, his father-in-law also saw that Confucianism was disgusting.

However, the Confucian sect is powerful, and the power in the officialdom, with his only one Ministry of Rites, really can't do anything about others, and he is really going to be in a hurry, and the Ling family is afraid that he will suffer a heavy blow.

"Did you tell me what I meant?" Ji Xiu glanced at Hao Fatzi and asked, but his tone was firm.

There is no reason for my father-in-law to know this, let alone what he wants to do, so naturally there is no reason to take the initiative to help.

Now that he has come forward, it is obvious that this fat man has mentioned himself.

"I said, brother, you also know that the Beijing Newspaper is controlled by the imperial court, and it is only allowed to publish some decrees of the DPRK and China, or the collection of miscellaneous taxes and other major affairs of the people, and the story will not be allowed to appear."

"And the printing and sale of books, Beijing newspapers, these are all supervised by Guozi, and the boss of Guozijian is the Ministry of Rites."

"But you think, now there is the handiwork of Guozijian among the people who are engaged in us, and if you want to bypass Guozijian in this matter, you can only start with the Ling family."

Seeing him complaining, Ji Xiu waved his hand, knowing that this fat man was selling miserably, and he didn't delve into it, but said, "So the strip was approved?" ”

Hao Fatty's greasy fat face squeezed out a smile, rushed out a piece of official paper from his sleeve pocket, shook it, and said, "Look! ”

"From now on, in addition to the Beijing newspaper, this Kyoto will be the second alternative Beijing newspaper! ”

Ji Xiu nodded, took a deep breath, and said:

"In the past few days, tell your group of storytellers that you raised, and let them vigorously promote the 'story club'. ”

"In addition, tell Shopkeeper Liu to send the contents of the first few volumes of the Red Mansion and some chapters of the withered gods to the Beijing Daily."

And when Ji Xiu began to speak, Hao Fatzi directly took out a small notebook and began to remember.

Seeing Ji Xiu looking at him, a smile appeared on his honest fat face, and said, "Hehe, I'm afraid I'll forget." ”

Shaking his head and ignoring him, Ji Xiu looked at it, his fingers tapped on the table flexibly, and at the same time said:

"Also, recruit me a bunch of potential 'gunslingers' on the black market. ”

Hao Fatzi, who was writing, was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother, what is this gun, gunman?" ”

Ji Xiu glanced at him, and after explaining casually, he continued: "Divide this part of the people into two batches. ”

"A group of people began to imitate the withering of the gods, creating some positive images of the rivers and lakes, well, it is better to distinguish them from those written by Confucianism!"

As he spoke, Ji Xiu glanced at Hao Fatzi and continued:

"Give them a promise that as long as they imitate and create stories that pass your review, they will be promoted and recommended in the two books of "Red Mansion" and "Divine Withering" at the same time, so that they can become famous! ”

"Besides, make money, give them the basic salary that they should have promised, well, what price to pay for them as guns, you four will discuss it...... The extra money earned is divided into 28 shares. ”

"Twenty-eight?" Hao Fatzi exclaimed in surprise and said, "Brother, will you give too much?" You're just ......."

Halfway through his words, Hao Fatzi saw Ji Xiu stop and look at him, and then his old face turned red, knowing that he had misunderstood.

"Ahem, it's Shufang Eight, Gunner Two......"

Taking a slight breath, Ji Xiu shook his head and said, "Remember, this batch of gunmen, I don't care what method you use, you must hold it firmly in your hands, so I said, it's best to be over there on the black market!" ”

As a shrewd bookseller, Hao Fatzi was naturally not stupid, and immediately said: "Don't worry, brother, we have raised a batch of guns ourselves." The books that these people copied, and pulled out a random newspaper officer, were enough for them to drink a pot. With a handle in hand, they don't dare to mess around! ”

"You look at it." Ji Xiu nodded, said, his tone paused slightly, and said: "Another group of people, start to give me the largest page on the 'Story Meeting', serializing my new story!" ”

"New story?" Hao Fatzi was stunned.

Ji Xiu knew that he had misunderstood, so he just said: "It's some short stories, the point is to discredit readers!" ”

“…… Hiss! Hearing this, Hao Fatzi took a slight breath and said, "Brother, are you going to beat the scholar to death?" ”

"Hmph." Ji Xiu sneered and said, "So what? He is only allowed to cut the martial arts to death with a single sword, and I am not allowed to fire the 'map cannon'? ”

"He was ruthless first, don't blame me for being poisonous!"

"He dares to let martial arts leave people with the impression of bloody violence from now on, and lead the public to misunderstand martial arts, then I will let the public know that scholars are all incorruptible and shameless people from today onwards!"

Looking at Ji Xiu's appearance at the moment, Hao Fatzi swallowed his saliva.

"What? Scared? Ji Xiu glanced at the dumbfounded Hao Fat Man, and asked with a slight smile.

"Well, I'm afraid!" Hao Fatzi nodded honestly, and then said: "However, the money in the mouth is gone, which is even more terrifying!" ”

"them, them!" As he spoke, Hao Fatzi shook his fists fiercely and said, "Cutting off people's money and wealth is not a common thing!" If Confucianism wants to kill the martial arts group and stink the martial arts script, that is to move our basic plate! ”

"For the sake of money, dare to pull the emperor off the horse!"

Looking at the ruthlessness of this dead fat man, Ji Xiu couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue in his heart, sure enough, you can move businessmen in anything, but you can't move their money! Because, they can really throw everything away and make money!

Shaking his head, Ji Xiu got up and said, "Tomorrow, I will send someone to send you the manuscript, and seize the time to print the 'Story Club'." ”

"Okay, brother, just wait." Hao Fatzi said and left in a hurry.

Ji Xiu watched the back of Hao Fatzi leaving, and his eyes flashed.

……

……

At night.

There was one more person in the Ye Mansion dining room, early in the morning.

"Xiao Chen, this is the vegetarian food that my aunt made for you, try this boiled tofu." Aunt Ji Ying picked up the spoon and scooped a piece of white and tender tofu into the Ling Ling bowl.

"Thank you, auntie." Ling Chen thanked him and said, "I am already vulgar, meat and vegetarian food are not taboo, and my aunt doesn't need to prepare anything else." ”

At this time, Ye Lingwei, the younger sister on the side, tilted her head curiously and said, "Buddhist disciples really can't eat meat?" ”

Looking at her curious appearance, Ling Chen couldn't help but wonder and said:

"Not really. Each monastery has different precepts, but the vast majority of monks strictly prohibit meat. ”

The little guy nodded curiously, and said, "What's the benefit of banning meat?" ”

Ling Chen shook his head with a smile and said, "For non-Buddhist disciples, there is no benefit in forbidding meat. ”

"Then ......" the little guy wanted to continue to ask, but was gently patted on the head by his aunt Ji Ying and said, "Eat your meal." ”

“…… Sister-in-law, let's talk about it later. The little guy made a lip shape for Ling Chen, and then lowered his head to eat honestly.

Ling Chen smiled and nodded, and sandwiched a piece of braised pork to Ji Xiu beside him.

The meal was very silent, perhaps because of one person, everyone was not very open.

After eating, Ji Xiu took Ling Chen back to the courtyard.

“……”