Hearing what Fan Zhengxiong said, Xiao Li took the paper dubiously, pursed his lips, and looked down at the article in his hand.
The two of them read Zhupin's article, and Xiao Li also felt something after a while.
Fan Zhengxiong is right. The article in his hand is indeed good, and its conception is comparable to the previous article. Some of the contents are even more in line with today's literati's thoughts.
Although there are no famous quotes as eye-catching as the previous article, Xiao Li was filled with emotion after reading it.
If I had read this article first, I might have chosen it.
On the other side, after reading the article, Fan Zhengxiong immediately admired the slender and decent font of the article, which made the article a little more interesting.
As Fan Zhengxiong continued to look inside, his eyes gradually brightened when he saw the profound meaning in the article.
An article to encourage learning, and finally let the other party interpret it, makes people full of respect for learning. This kind of literary method is already praised by everyone.
There are even more golden sentences in it, and almost every sentence touches the most primitive desire in the hearts of readers.
Studying is not only to realize personal value, but also to realize the righteousness of the family and the country!
This is an article that does not conceal one's own thoughts and desires. Every word reveals deep desire and explicit madness. However, after reading the entire article, one can only feel that the heart is full of power, and it seems that everything in front of you is promising. Just pick up the book and read it hard.
Fan Zhengxiong, like Xiao Li, saw all the way to the bottom, and then raised his head in panic.
The two people's eyes immediately met, and they both saw a wry smile on the other's face.
"Sir, this..."
Xiao Li asked. Fan Zhengxiong also had a bit of relief on his face, but he still drew a red circle on the paper.
"For these two articles, let's go to the top three first. After the other marking officers have finished judging the papers, we will rank them again."
The two of them reached an agreement unanimously, and immediately packed up the things in front of them.
It was already late at night, and both of them were resting in the examination hall room. However, somehow, after lying down in their clothes, they were tossing and turning again. The two articles of encouragement to study unexpectedly aroused their already calm feelings. In my heart, I was actually feeling a little emotional at this moment.
Late at night, the two adults sighed in their respective rooms, and then sat up cross-legged, reading at night by candlelight for the first time in a long time.
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Song Mu, who had slept soundly all night, did not know that one of his classic articles last night caused the two adults to go to work today with dark circles under their eyes.
Song Mu slept comfortably, chasing the tail end of the morning, and persisted in morning reading by the river behind the mansion. After dinner, he said hello to the old man in the mansion, and Song Mu took what he had written last night. Those things go outside.
After all, this Jizhou Prefecture is prosperous, the literary style is becoming more and more prosperous, and there are more and more bookstores. The books sold range from the Four Books and Five Classics, Jingyi Ce, Anthology of Ancient Books and Poems, to Agriculture and Pharmacy. From travel notes to short biographies, there is everything you need.
Song Mu walked around several streets, carefully checking the location and size of the bookstores, and looking at the customers in front of them, and finally chose one of them called 'Yingxuefang' Book shop.
This bookstore is located on the street in the south of Jizhou City, occupying three shops. The first floor is a bookstore, and the second floor is converted into a bookstore. There is a big signboard, which looks quite impressive.
Song Mu walked up to the store. There were about a dozen customers browsing books in the store. There were young men dressed in coarse cloth who were recommending children's enlightenment books to the customers. There were also women in brocade clothes who came with children to choose books about little people, but most of them were young. The scholars were all looking down at their books.
The shopkeeper and two waiters were waiting in the store, and they didn't care about the people who were flipping through books but not buying anything. They just accepted the customers with a smile.
Seeing Song Mu come in, one of the boys immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands and smiled.
"This young master, I don't know if you are here to pick up books or borrow them. We have both handwritten and printed books, with a wide variety of books and reasonable prices."
The boy was very enthusiastic. Song Mu stepped in with a smile, looked around for a moment, and then said to the boy with a smile.
"Excuse me, I wonder if your bookstore can distribute books?"
Hearing Song Mu's question, the boy was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, and then said to Song Mu calmly.
"This... I wonder if the young master wants to issue an official letter or a civil letter?"
Song Mu raised his eyebrows, and after listening to the boy's introduction, he realized that in the Wen Dynasty, all books about the Four Books and Five Classics, commentaries on the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry collections, historical policies, etc., were called official books. If you want to publish it, you need the official seal and the guarantee of a talented scholar.
Song Mu was a little surprised by this, but it didn't matter. After all, what he wrote was nothing more than anecdotes. Those written to entertain the public were called folk books.
"No, what I write below is just for the entertainment of the common people."
Hearing this, Song Mu clearly felt that the boy's face relaxed a little, and he suddenly felt a little more excited.
At that moment, he actually arched his hand towards Song Mu, then trotted to the counter and said something to the shopkeeper who was helping people wrap books.
The long-faced shopkeeper also looked happy after hearing this, handed over the work in his hands to the boy, and came towards Song Mu himself.
Song Mu was also a little surprised when he saw this. This bookstore seems to have a certain fondness for strange things?
The middle-aged shopkeeper wearing a green robe walked up to Song Mu, cupped his hands and spoke.
"I, Zhang Guiyun, am the shopkeeper of Yingxuefang in Jizhou Prefecture. I wonder if the young master wants to issue a book?"
Song Mu also bowed his hand, and then said with a smile: "Yes, I, Song Mu, accidentally wrote some in the past few days, I don't know if it will be able to attract the attention of the shopkeeper."
Zhang Zhang, the shopkeeper, smiled, looked around, and led Song Mu to a private room on the side of the bookstore.
The room is not big, but the decoration is quite simple. The surrounding bookshelves are filled with books. When you open the door and enter, there is a faint scent of sandalwood.
After entering and taking a seat, a waiter brought tea and then gently closed the door.
Song Mu and Shopkeeper Zhang sat across from each other in front of the desk. Song Mu also took out the manuscript he wrote yesterday in his book bag.
Several manuscripts were placed on the table. Zhang Guiyun looked happy and quickly stood up to take them with both hands and opened them carefully in front of him.
Song Mu couldn't help it at this time and asked the doubts in his heart.
"Guishufang seems to like publishing folk books?"
Shopkeeper Zhang also raised his head, smiled and explained to Song Mu: "To be honest, our Yingxuefang is quite influential in Jiangnan West Road, and we can print both official and private documents."
"Young Master Song is also a scholar. He should also know that in order to promote the academic style, the imperial court now has a unified price for official books. Even if our bookstore and others try their best to reduce the cost of publication and printing, we can't make a few copper coins."
Song Mu said silently, this is indeed the current situation, and it can be regarded as the court's support for people's study.
"However, folk books are not subject to such restrictions. Nowadays, the common people can recognize a few more words and like to read books that are easy to understand. Not only zhiguai, but also folk gossip, there is a huge market for it."
"Therefore, we are extremely cautious when it comes to civil documents."
Song Mu then nodded. What the other party said was not unreasonable. After all, it was a private bookstore. Scholars made good money but the profit was low. People didn't have much money, but the books they sold were cheap and sold in large quantities.
Which one is right and which one is wrong can be seen through just a comparison.
However, this sentence can be regarded as a reassurance for Song Mu, which also shows that there is a market for his own.
After chatting with each other, Song Mu sat down and drank tea, while shopkeeper Zhang had already taken the article and read it carefully.
In just a moment, shopkeeper Zhang had finished reading these stories. He secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief and put down the paper in his hand, but his gaze towards Song Mu was a bit... hesitate.
"This is Mr. Song's... story, this is the first time I have seen it..."
Song Mu looked calm and just asked.
"Then I don't know if I can get into the shopkeeper's eyes?"
Shopkeeper Zhang nodded and took another look at the young but tall and handsome man in front of him, but still said: "Of course, of course, it's just Mr. Song. You only have five stories, which is still a bit short."
Song Mu was relieved when he heard this and said with a smile.
"If the shopkeeper feels it's not enough, I'll write a few stories in a few days."
Shopkeeper Zhang nodded, but still pointed to the scroll in his hand and said to Song Mu.
"I see that what you write is all about the titles of stories. I don't know what kind of title I should give to this."
Song Mu understood in his heart and spoke.
"The talk of a hundred demons."
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