Before Xue Mu went out, he had already roughly understood the publishing situation of the Daqing Dynasty.
This dynasty had official newspapers.
Reports are sent every five days.
Before sending the report, the Ministry of Menxia will be responsible for reviewing it, which is called "judgement report".
The content of Dibao mainly includes the emperor's edicts, daily words and deeds, and some reports on the imperial decrees, etc.
Of course, Xue Mu didn't know any of this information.
Xu Ruyan told him.
Since Emperor Qing had tight control over private speech, there were no private reports.
Once someone is found to have published a tabloid without permission, they will be charged with "fabricating falsehoods", "distributing indiscriminately" and other charges, and will be severely banned.
But there are not many restrictions on the court dialogues in this novel.
During the Daqing Dynasty, there were still many novels circulating.
Xue Mu wore a hat and specifically did not wear prison clothes. He came to the issuance in plain clothes.
"boss."
He stood at the door and spoke.
The middle-aged man who was busy inside heard someone calling him and immediately turned around and said: "Hey, guest!"
Xue Mu lowered his head slightly and said, "Do you have a storybook?"
"Of course." The boss asked curiously: "Which copy do you want?"
He took one look at Xue Mu's outfit and asked tentatively: "You should have bought it for your lady, right?"
"Huh?" Xue Mu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, I bought it for my lady. My lady asked me not to be too high-profile."
"Haha, I understand. It's okay. Most of the people who come here to buy story books and novels are rich ladies. Don't worry, I'm very strict here. I know what you should and shouldn't ask."
With that said, the boss took out a book, handed it to Xue Mu and said, "This book is very good."
"What is this book about?"
The boss coughed lightly and whispered: "This book is about a pair of childhood sweethearts who grew up together and finally got married."
Seeing that Xue Mu was unmoved, he tried and said, "Not suitable? Then I guess your lady likes strong flavors, so I'll introduce this book to you."
"This book is about the elopement of a general and a princess. There are erotic pictures in it, with several postures. It's pretty good. I'm sure your lady will like it..."
At this time, Xue Mu finally spoke: "If my lady writes a story novel, what will you do with it?"
"Yeah." When the boss heard this, his eyes lit up: "Is your lady so powerful? But some rich people have written about it in the past. This content... is a bit empty, but you can show it to me first. , if it’s good, we’ll talk about cooperation then.”
"Okay, I'll show it to you another day."
After saying that, Xue Mu left.
When the boss saw him leaving, he realized that he was blind.
After walking out of the publishing house, Xue Mu planned to walk in the direction of Jingzhao Mansion.
In fact, he was carrying the manuscript written by Xu Ruyan yesterday in his arms.
But he didn't take it out immediately.
Xue Mu had to ask several more companies to find a more suitable publisher before he took out the storybook of "The Romance of the West Chamber".
You can't rush this kind of thing.
Just as he was walking and thinking.
A voice from the side attracted his attention.
"Oh, you can't even make this shot."
"How did I know this was so difficult to do?"
"Forget it, let's not do it anymore."
"Old man, is your Pulse Ningping Powder real or fake? If it's real, I'll just pay for it!"
"This Ningmai Powder is only given to those who are destined to do it. You can only take it away if you hit the pot." At this time, an old man's voice with a rich voice came.
Xue Mu didn't care at first and planned to leave.
But after hearing about Ningmai Powder, I was a little curious.
So he came to the crowd and asked: "Old man, what is this Ningmai Powder?"
"Pulse Condensation Powder strengthens the foundation of martial arts, condenses the essence in the body, and improves the body's strength and resistance." The old man explained calmly.
Xue Mu was a little surprised that it had such an effect.
Then if you use it yourself, wouldn't it be possible to further improve your golden bell? !
Others seemed to have noticed Xue Mu.
One of the young men couldn't help but laugh: "Blind man, you don't want to join in the fun, right?"
"Yes, it is difficult for us normal people to throw arrows into the pot with our eyes. How can you, a blind man, do it?"
"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly."
Xue Mu ignored these people and continued to ask the old man: "Old man, how much does it cost to play once?"
"One tael of silver, three arrows, and you can take it away if you hit it three times in a row." The old man answered.
At this time, someone else complained: "Old man, if you sell this Ningmai Powder to those who practice martial arts, it will cost at least a hundred taels. You can let people take it away for just one tael of silver. I suspect it is fake." .”
"I also suspect it's fake. Come on, let's not waste time here."
"I don't think it's fake. Just look at that hosta. That hosta is so beautiful. It's only one tael of silver. There are two hundred taels of things on these stalls."
"You idiot, you hit three arrows in a row. Do you think it's so easy to hit?"
During this process, Xue Mu listened to other people's chats and realized that many martial arts masters regard this Pulse Condensation Powder as a treasure and often use it to strengthen their own strength.
It's just that the production process of Ningmai Powder is extremely complicated and requires countless efforts to complete.
Therefore, there is almost no Ningmai Powder on the market, and only some gangs and sects have it.
Now this old man actually sets up a stall here, and not only has Ningmai Powder, but also other good items.
Presumably not a liar.
He then touched the silver in his pocket.
Only then did I realize that I had to go out in a hurry today to go to the publishing house and only brought a dozen copper coins with me.
This is not enough for one tael of silver.
So he said, "Old man, I'm going back to get some silver. Can you keep this Pulse Condensation Powder until I come back?"
The old man raised his head, waved his hand and said: "Whoever can hit three arrows into the pot can take it away and only give it to those who are destined."
And everyone else also laughed.
"Blind man, I advise you, don't waste your efforts."
"Yes, it is really wishful thinking for a blind man to want to throw a pot."
"Hahahaha, fun today."
But Xue Mu ignored it. He listened to the old man's tone of voice, like that of an expert from outside the clouds.
Maybe it will disappear in the blink of an eye.
He had to go home quickly and come back to throw the pot when he got the silver, so as not to miss the opportunity.
At this time, a carriage whose body was carved from the finest mahogany and whose exterior was inlaid with various precious gems and metals had been parked opposite for a long time.
The four tall and strong horses in front of the carriage, with coats as black as paint, run majesticly, showing the majesty of the king.
The maid standing beside the carriage listened to the person inside and said a few words, then came to Xue Mu with a money bag.
Just as Xue Mu was about to leave, he found a thermal image coming to him.
"Sir, my father-in-law...my lady is willing to help you pay one tael of silver." The maid said and took out one tael of silver.
Xue Mu was a little surprised. He shook his head hurriedly: "No, thank your lady for me. Your lady and I don't know each other, so I feel guilty after taking it. My home is not far, so I can just go back and get it."
"No, my lady said that if you can hit three arrows, help her play again. She wants that hosta." The maid explained.
After Xue Mu heard this, he finally took the money and said thanks: "Thank you young lady for me. I will try my best."
With that said, he returned to the old man and handed over the one tael of silver.
The old man took the silver and said calmly: "Forty steps away from the pot, throw arrows with your left hand. If all three hit, you can choose one."
Xue Mu took the three arrows and walked to the corresponding positions.
During this period, there were still many people waiting to see the joke.
"We normal people can't get it right. He's a blind man. How can it be possible?!"
"Hahaha, what if someone really has extraordinary abilities?!"
Xue Mu ignored it, but after opening his sight to gain insight, he decisively threw the three arrows in succession the next second.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The three arrows hit the pot perfectly.
At that moment, everyone else's eyes widened.
He...he shoots far and accurately! ! !
