[Full text reading] Gao Xuan drank the porridge and ate two fried cypress sticks. He reluctantly looked at the stick next to Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang always only ate one stick and kept the other one until the afternoon. Eat tea as a snack
After all, Gao Xuan was young and had a good appetite, so he couldn't stand it with just one radish, so he had to dry a few more radishes and wrap them in paper for tea in the afternoon.
The servants waited on them to finish eating, and after collecting the guys, everyone got busy. Gao Xuan, who reviewed manuscripts, and wrote manuscripts, was recruited as a creative writer. His job was to write novels for "The Classic of Mountains and Seas Pictorial" - ―And there is also a special topic. Zhao Yingong specified that he specializes in writing fantasy novels according to the classification of old time and space.
Gao Xuan never wrote a novel, but the editorial office has a picture and reference room, which collects various novels since the Tang Dynasty. Most of them were bought by Zhao Yingong from workshops in Nanjing and other places, and some very rare ones were bought from Lingao. Shipped from printing
What interests Gao Xuan the most are several locked cabinets. These cabinets contain "Australian rare books" that cannot be seen outside. These are not allowed to be borrowed and can only be read in the reference room. Excerpts must be specially applied for.
Among them, the one that attracted Gao Xuan the most was a sword fairy novel written by a person named Huanzhu Louzhu. He simply couldn't put it down - so much so that Gao Xuan had to rush to the picture and reference room to "study" during his lunch break every day. There were many more in the cabinet. Among the notebook novels that specialize in ghost fox stories, his favorites are the works of Ji Xiaolan and Pu Songling, two "Australian great scholars". Not only that, Gao Xuan often draws nutrients from their works. In fact, Gao Xuan now writes so-called fantasy. Many novels are rewritten and expanded using these short stories.
Generally speaking, "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio", "Notes from Yuewei Thatched Cottage" and "Buyu" are used as subject matter, while "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" and "Nineteen Heroes of Qingcheng" are used as writing materials and teaching materials.
Gao Xuan spread out the special square manuscript paper for the company and started writing. His task was three thousand a day, sixty thousand a month: the magazine was in great demand, and his writing could not only be published in "Shan Hai Jing Pictorial", but also Can be used to print pamphlets. Tianshui Society occasionally publishes a 16-page pamphlet called "Story Club", which publishes various market news, ghost stories, and is written in vernacular and popular styles. It is very popular among citizens.
"Mr. Gao, tomorrow is the deadline for this issue. Will the "Zombie Garden" article that the editor-in-chief asked you about be out at noon?" A kid who was responsible for running errands for the editors came over and asked him - ―Zhao Yingong installed thick bamboo tubes as microphones between each floor to convey simple messages, but when they reached the department, they had to rely on manpower to convey the messages.
"Tell the editor-in-chief and give him the first episode before noon. I think this project can be serialized."
Gao Xuanfa took away the child and continued his zombie war. When the zombies rushed into the garden, Qingdou Man got a burst of grass. He could shoot four flying swords at a time, knocking the zombies down. Suddenly, there was a loud roar outside, like the sound of a cannon. Usually, a red-eyed giant monster came from outside the wall...
He sighed while writing - even though he didn't hate writing this, he got a lot of income from it. It was the first time he was supporting himself and his family, but he felt that he was inferior to others and "insulting".
In contrast, he envied the "editors" of the "Jibu" next door. As the name suggests, the old gentlemen of the Tokibu were all good at eight-legged writing. "Guanchang" was still a scholar several times, but his writing and comments on the current affairs were all brilliant, so Zhao Yingong hired them to compile the collection of current affairs, collecting all kinds of papers from the children's examination, the provincial examination, the general examination to the imperial examination. Reviews compiled by them
Zhao Yingong gave an instructive speech to these old gentlemen. There were many famous people who compiled the collection at that time. Although these people were smart, they were not as popular as those compiled by people with Jinshi and Juren backgrounds. Therefore, Zhao Yingong suggested that everyone find their own way: It is not just about simply compiling and commenting on the successful papers, but also selecting some of the unsuccessful papers, analyzing why they were missed, and then picking out some papers that everyone thinks are good but should have been successful but were not successful, and commenting on them separately. Every time there is an exam in a university, "Tianshui Weekly" will also publish an episode of commentary after the exam: analysis of exam questions, life of the examiner, background and environment analysis, etc.
These old gentlemen usually rely on this to make a living, but their popularity is limited and their income is not high. Now there is a dedicated place for them to eat and drink. This has greatly increased their sense of self-existence and they are full of motivation. You can hear them every day. Where is the person who is reciting that chapter?
Roughly, it’s a collection of college entrance examination questions or essay tutoring materials from another time and space.
However, no matter how humiliating it is, it is not as miserable as ghostwriting a letter. As for what I wrote in Tianshui Society, I can avoid talking about it.
When the entire Tianshui Society was busy starting a day's work, Zhao Yiggong had already boarded the ship to Taicang. Although the main figures of the Fushe were all in Jiangnan and often met in Hangzhou, it was now the first month of the year. Except for Zhang Dai, no one had a relationship with Wan Bifang. The best Fang Yizhi returned to his hometown in Tongcheng, and Sun Chun was also at his home in Nanxun. Fortunately, he learned from Zhang Dai that Zhang Pu had returned from Beijing during the New Year and was at his home in Taicang.
Zhao Yingong quickly took the hot iron and asked Zhang Dai to introduce him to Zhang Pu.
Zhang Dai was originally a lazy person, and he was even more lazy to move during the first month of the year. However, he often went to Wanbifang for entertainment and gatherings on weekdays. Feeling that he could not show his face, he called his own boat and went to Taicang with Zhao Yingong.
Zhang Dai's boat is extremely elegant: he is a person who values enjoyment very much, and even every plant and plant around him is carefully decorated. However, Zhao Yingong had something on his mind, so how could he care about these things?
Zhang Dai saw that his face was solemn along the way, as if he was worried, so he asked someone to go ashore and hold a banquet halfway through the boat to drink with him to soothe his worries.
He is a very smart man. Although he has witnessed Zhao Yingong's various "Australian-style" enjoyments in Wanbifang on weekdays - which are really unmatched by relatives of the emperor, but in his bones, this person who vaguely claims to be a descendant of Zhao Song Mr. Zhao is a very simple man. I am afraid he was not born into a wealthy family.
"Brother Yingong, this is not urgent." Zhang Dai probably knew that the purpose of his trip was to help Sun Huodong, so he comforted him, "Tianru has always respected Prime Minister Xu, and Sun Huodong is a person of Prime Minister Zhou, so he must be Will help”
Zhao Yingong smiled and nodded - Zhang Pu is indeed very likely to help, but does he really have the ability to influence public opinion? Even if there is, can swaying public opinion change the current North Korea debate? This is all unknown, and he sighed: "I'm just doing my best."
"Exactly, as long as you do your best, you can't go against the destiny." Zhang Dai said with a smile, "Sun Huodong's future has its own destiny. We are just ordinary people, how can we get a glimpse of the secret of nature? Let's drink first!"
Zhao Yingong recalled his words and felt that his mood was very different. Instead of worrying about whether the task could be completed, it was better to relax. He was just a time traveler. It was not God who turned on a cheat device, and he might not be able to conquer everything. Thinking of this, originally I always felt like there was a lead weighing on my heart, so heavy that I had no interest in doing anything. But now I felt relaxed and looked out the window at the slowly retreating winter scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. I was also very excited about drinking.
"Okay, let's drink." He felt relieved and his tone became lighter. "I wonder if there is any good wine?"
"Of course there is Lanling wine..."
"This is not good," Zhao Yingong said with a smile, "I brought wine."
"Okay, okay" Zhang Dai also likes wine very much - Li wine was already available in the Ming Dynasty, but it was an imported product enjoyed by a few people, and even Zhang Dai rarely got it.
At that moment, Zhao Yingong took care of Fenghua and took out the wine he had brought on board.
The wine is packed in a glass bottle, and the bright red wine is shining brightly in the glass bottle. Zhang Dai has drunk it in Wanbifang and knows that this is the highest-grade "Australian wine". In fact, it was Xue Liang who drank it at the farm when he had nothing to do. Brewed in partnership with Wu Nanhai
Lingao couldn't grow grapes for winemaking, so fruit grapes were used. The taste was sweet and sour, which was more suitable for the taste of people at that time.
When the maid saw that the wine was brought out, she immediately took out a set of "Australian crystal cups" to pour them wine. Zhang Dai specially asked someone to buy this set of cups from Zizhenzhai in Guangzhou.
"I wonder if there's anything I can drink with?" Zhao Yingong said.
The maid who was waiting on the side quickly returned: "There is a duck"
After saying this, he set up the cups and chopsticks, first served small plates with wine, and then served hot dishes: a small porcelain vat, in which duck soup was stewed in water. The duck meat was tender and smooth, and the duck soup was fragrant and sweet. A plate of steamed white fish with grated rice. , there is no wine lees, but there are a few slices of ginger on the fish, which is very fresh and tender in the mouth. It is very well done. As expected, the enjoyment of Sijia is extraordinary.
The two talked while drinking, mostly about the affairs of the society. Zhang Dai did not like to discuss government affairs, but he was very interested in talking about the personnel affairs of the society. Zhao Yingong wanted to collect more information about the society, and kept talking.
From Zhang Dai's mouth, he learned many details about the establishment and congress of the Fushe, as well as the political ambitions, personalities and relationships of the main figures in the Fushe. This was extremely useful material for him to carry out his court work in the future.
Zhang Dai drank a few glasses and was already tipsy: farm wine is made from fruit grapes, so a lot of sugar is added to assist fermentation. It is easy to drink but the alcohol content is not low.
When asked about Zhao Yingong's future plans, Zhang Dai persuaded him to try to impersonate himself in Jiangnan to take the provincial examination. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.
