Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 97 Yan Sheng Gong is doing a good job, I am a man of Ming Dynasty! ! !
In Yingtian City, the yelling of hundreds of newsboys became a beautiful landscape.

And newspapers quickly became a hot topic.

The price of a penny is not enough to buy a bun, but you can buy a newspaper that records the current affairs of the court, local focus, people's livelihood, and great Confucian articles. For some poor scholars in their pockets, it is simply joy. matter.

Although there are some people who think that a penny newspaper is too cheap and disdain it, but when the people who bought the newspaper discuss various policies, when they are at a loss, they can't sit still immediately, and keep quiet I also bought a copy privately.

"Everyone, the newspaper is a good thing. The current affairs of the imperial court, geography and people's livelihood, and great Confucian articles are all available, and they only cost a penny. It is simply the gospel I wait for!"

"Brother Tai is right. It is said that the Royal People's Daily is personally supervised by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The purpose is to let scholars such as me learn about the current affairs of the court, local geography and people's livelihood. His Highness the Crown Prince's move is really kind!"

"Young gentleman who sells newspapers, I will bring another newspaper to a friend. He is not here today, so he can't miss such a good thing."

"I'll buy another copy too, I happen to have a friend too!"

"Hey, I'll buy two more copies, I have two friends!"

.........

Almost as soon as the first newspaper was sold, the newspaper sellers were surrounded by groups of people in the streets and alleys.

There are quite a few literate people in Yingtian. It is the capital of a country and the center of culture and economy. The population of Yingtian Mansion alone is over [-] million, and Yingtian City has a population of nearly one million.

Among the million people, wealthy businessmen, dignitaries, and scholars accounted for at least [-]% of the population.

Ninety-nine percent of these people can read and write. When they see the popularity of newspapers, they will naturally be curious.

Anyway, it's just a penny, and you can't even buy a bun, so naturally everyone will not be stingy.

Of course, there are also people who want to find a job. After all, the popularity of the newspaper means that it can make money at the same time.

In a city as big as Yingtian, there are people with high morals, and there are naturally hooligans as well.

These people are people who have no moral bottom line. They do nothing on weekdays and only bully the weak. When they see the little carrots making money, they can't help but want to do it.

After all, it is impossible for these people not to be tempted by such a weak and deceitful little Luo Botou with so much money from selling newspapers.

But when these hooligans are just about to attack these little Luobotou, they will immediately find that there is such a Jinyiwei with a mandarin knife behind these little Luobotou for no reason.

These Jin Yiwei didn't speak, just stood behind the little Luo Butou who was selling newspapers so lightly, and a forceful aura rushed towards him.

After coming down again and again, many green skins were directly sent to the imperial prison, which made Yingtian's law and order a lot better for a while, and the crime rate plummeted.

And some clever hooligans turned around and slipped away when they saw the little Luo Botou with the "Emperor" shoulder bag printed on his shoulder.

They knew very well that from then on, there was another kind of person they couldn't afford to provoke.

There is no way, what Ying Tian lacks most is Jin Yiwei, maybe the best brother around you is Jin Yiwei's eyeliner.

In this way, the safety of the little lobsters who sell newspapers is guaranteed, and some smart little lobsters gradually become bolder.

I started to deliberately run to places with the most scholars, especially in front of brothels and restaurants.

These places have the most scholars, dignitaries, and wealthy businessmen are often nostalgic for this place.

For these little lobster heads, these places were places they would never dare to set foot in in the past.

Because of the people here, no matter who they are, if they accidentally bump into or bump into it, it will be a disaster for them.

The parents of the family often warn them that these places are only for the masters of Wenquxing, fearing that they will run into the master of Wenquxing and not let them approach.

But now it's different, they suddenly found out that the Wenquxing masters don't seem to be as scary as their parents said, and they also have people to be afraid of.

It was those cold-faced uncles who knocked on their door and asked them to put on little padded jackets.

With the protection of these cold-faced uncles, these old Wenquxing masters who would only bite him one small thing at a time, would call them "Little Langjun" or "little baby" in a pleasant manner.

It's not like before, the eyes don't look down, as if the whole face has only two nostrils.

Many scholars or merchants who bought newspapers couldn't wait to read them on the spot after they got them.

Others walked and watched, and then stopped after watching.

And the places where there are more scholars, rich people, and dignitaries are undoubtedly places like Huajie and Liuxiang.

At this time, the sky is about eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

As the clear and crisp voices of little carrot heads resounded in these flower streets and willow alleys, some great Confucian scholars or dignitaries who stayed overnight woke up from their dreams in an instant.

Some people ran out of the building in a panic, and some people were wearing clothes while running.

When I came out, I found that there were small Luobotou holding their throats and yelling somewhere, and their faces suddenly darkened.

Just when he was about to swear, he heard many people discussing the Ming Dynasty Royal People's Daily, and after a closer look, he found that it was something a few little lobsters were yelling at.

As soon as they inquired about it, after knowing what the Royal People's Daily of Ming Dynasty was, they couldn't care less about being disturbed by others.

He quickly took out the last bit of money left in his pocket, and bought a copy in a hurry.

A newsboy does not carry many newspapers at a time, only one hundred copies, too many. These little carrots are too laborious to hold, and they can’t fit in a satchel, and they are easy to be damaged or dropped on the ground. dirty.

Originally, this was what Zhu Zhanji considered for these little carrots.

But these flower streets and willow alleys are places where literati like to linger, and there must be at least two or thirty people staying overnight in any brothel for one night.

There are at least hundreds of people in an alley, so that a few little Luo Botou who ran over boldly, just shouted for a while, and the newspapers in their hands were immediately snapped up.

Looking at a large pile of copper coins in his pocket, a group of little lobotoule's noses are not noses, and eyes are not eyes. According to the rules of His Royal Highness, the money belongs to them.

When have they seen so many copper plates one by one, this is enough to buy how many pancakes.

But as soon as they looked up and saw more Master Wenquxing walking towards them, the eyebrows of each little Luobotou suddenly pulled a bunch again,
One of these Wenquxing masters is a copper plate, and two are a big cake. With so many, they still can't eat enough?
Thinking of this, they almost saw these scholars drooling.

But the newspaper in the satchel was sold out again.

"What? You're gone too?"

Some people who came late asked a few little carrots in a row, and when they heard that the newspapers of these little carrots were gone, they suddenly beat their chests and stamped their feet:

"Hey, it's all the fault of the young lady in Yinchuan. She insisted on flirting with a certain one, otherwise would a certain one miss it?"

"This Mr. Zheng is worthy of being a great Confucian in our Huaixi. This "Night to Li Zhe" is well written. Look at these two sentences, "People in Qinhuai have a strong desire for wine, and the clouds and moonlight are on the branches."I and the thousands of flowers and trees, return to the old people on the Moshang. "Good poetry, good poetry!"

At the entrance of a brothel on the side of the street, a group of people who bought newspapers opened the newspapers on the street, and immediately read aloud when they saw something interesting.

Surrounded by some people who didn’t buy a newspaper, when they heard this person read it, they felt even more itchy in their hearts, but this person didn’t finish reading the poem, and just cut off the beginning and the end, some people couldn’t wait to read it directly. Only by grabbing this newspaper can the hatred in my heart be dispelled.

Moreover, there are more than one people who buy newspapers here. Some people like poetry and songs, others like court affairs, and people's livelihood and geography.

Seeing that the chanting attracted so many people's attention, someone immediately said loudly:
"Look at the front page of Current Affairs, the first article, Kong Jin, the 59th generation of Yansheng, who went to the north on the [-]th, actually abandoned his pen and joined the army. Is this true or false?"

Yan Shenggong's reputation is still very great among scholars. Hearing this, he immediately attracted a large number of people. A middle-aged man took a newspaper, read the man's words carefully, nodded and said:

"It should not be fake. This newspaper was originally run by His Royal Highness, and the content in it is reliable. In addition, look at the second paragraph. Didn't it say it here? The emperor was moved by Yan Shenggong's words and deeds, and issued an imperial decree. As long as Yan Shenggong kills one barbarian before the battle, he can be promoted to a rank in the army. If he can kill fourteen barbarians, he can get another hereditary duke. Your Majesty is merciful. In this way, Yan Shenggong I'm afraid there will be a double duke in the near future? This is an unprecedented event in my Confucianism!"

"Hey, I used to hear people say that the emperor favors martial arts and doesn't like literati. It seems that we have misunderstood the emperor. The emperor still takes good care of us scholars. There is also Yan Shenggong, who in ancient times had Ban Chao and Ban Dingyuan who threw pens into the army. Thousands of miles away, now Yan Shenggong and his elders went northward for thousands of miles to kill the enemy and make them princes, and they are not weaker than Han's Ban Dingyuan!"

"Who says it's not? The emperor favored martial arts, and he was forced to do nothing. The ending of the Song Dynasty is still vivid in our minds. We, the scholars, set up our hearts for the world, for the lives of the people, for the sake of the sages, and for the eternal peace." , Now that the barbarians are attacking the pass, how can we feel at ease? If you want me to say, Yan Shenggong is a good old man. Scholars can only show off their literary talents? Brothers, I’ve made a decision, I’ll go north tomorrow, and the barbarians will never stop, I swear I’ll never let go of my armor!”

"What a man, go to fame right away, good job, just like this is a good man of my Ming Dynasty, brother, Chen Shiwen is with you!"

"The Ming Dynasty is mighty, the Ming army is mighty, the emperor is mighty, Yan Shenggong is mighty, brothers and sisters, Yan Shenggong is in front, and the family of saints can give up their pens and join the army, how can our men let Yan Shenggong and his old man be more beautiful than before?" ?”

(End of this chapter)