Although Ma Zhou and Li Yifu officially became Wang Zi'an's disciples, they couldn't really stay with Wang Zi'an every day.
After all, Ma Zhou still had to deal with matters at Tang Dynasty Changle Trading Company, while Li Yifu still had to complete his studies at the Imperial College. The two of us came here today because the public opinion outside was becoming increasingly unfavorable to our husband, and they couldn't sit still.
As a result, I saw that my husband was calm and calm, and he already had a countermeasure in his mind, so he felt a little relieved.
Ma Zhou was the first to resign.
Li Chengqian also found an excuse to leave early. In the past two days, the Mobei army was about to make a triumphant return. As the prince of the Tang Dynasty, he could not do without him on many occasions.
In the past few days, his subordinate officials in the East Palace have been making intensive arrangements. As a prince, it is not easy for him to be a hands-off shopkeeper. Although he is in the East Palace, he can still get involved...
Although Li Yifu subconsciously felt a little uneasy, he was also vaguely aware that the newspaper he was about to preside over and establish might really be something extraordinary. Maybe, it will really be like what my husband said, and it will be a great gift for me.
With this realization, he put aside all worries. Since you have to do it, then do your best, no matter what happens, first satisfy your husband.
If you want to speculate, you must have the consciousness to speculate.
He sat alone at his desk, holding the planning book and pondering it carefully for a long time. Then he picked up a brush and took notes while pondering.
Looking at Li Yifu who was engrossed in it, Wang Zian couldn't help but feel a little complicated.
This man is indeed a born politician.
Apart from anything else, his character and enthusiasm for doing things are beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
Wang Zi'an ignored him and just read a book, swept the floor, and took care of his greenhouse. During this period, he also played a game of "Go" with Uncle Hong next door.
What a wonderful day.
Unfortunately, this winter, there are too few sunny days. It is either cloudy or snowing. Otherwise, you can bask in the sun, go fishing, climb mountains, or go to the city to drink and listen to music, watch sideshows, or admire the beauties from the Western Regions. Spicy and passionate performances are a good choice.
But, it’s not bad now.
Another big win.
In Old Uncle Hong's unwilling struggle, Shi Shiran stood up.
"Not bad, not bad, Old Uncle Hong, you have made a lot of progress during this period -"
"Bah - I was careless, you brat, you don't follow martial ethics..."
Wang Zi'an couldn't help laughing.
I didn't care about him, I patted my butt and went back.
When he returned, he was surprised to find that Li Yifu had already made several pages of drafts.
"Sir, there are a few questions here that the students can't understand..."
Wang Zi'an nodded, pulled up a stool and sat down.
"Sir, does the important government news and sharp news commentary on our front page violate taboos? And we may not be able to get a lot of information..."
Li Yifu looked at Wang Zi'an with a somewhat uncertain tone.
"You don't have to worry about this. Just feel free to do it boldly. Just pay attention to the news. Someone will provide contributions from time to time - but you'd better learn a little bit and learn to write by yourself in the future..."
Having said this, Wang Zi'an glanced at him and said with deep meaning.
"From now on, it will be the political opinions of the people, things that can be directly seen by His Majesty and the prime ministers. How high and far it can go in the future depends on how far you can achieve it..."
Li Yifu suddenly looked stern.
This thing can actually reach Tianting directly?
He was instantly excited. Sure enough, sir, he didn't lie to me. This is really a great gift!
Super gift package, sir, he is so kind to me. Unfortunately, I just judged a gentleman with a villain's heart, and I was still suspicious of him, thinking that he might be biased and would deceive me.
Li Yifu felt a rare feeling of shame.
"Sir, students will definitely live up to your high expectations and cultivation!"
Li Yifu knelt on the ground with a pop.
"You are my reborn parents, I will definitely honor you in the future——"
Wang Zi’an:……
Looking at Li Yifu's old face, which was a bit more mature than him, I felt goosebumps all over my body.
I'm not as big as you!
With this little episode, Li Yifu became even more energetic. According to the order of the sections, I asked for advice one by one. Many of the questions were very detailed, and many of them were even not noticed by Wang Zian in his previous life.
"Ahem - this question is my test for you. How to deal with it, you have to adapt accordingly. If you ask me all questions, what use do I need from you..."
Wang Zi'an deliberately sank his face, showing a hint of dissatisfaction.
Li Yifu immediately became excited.
How stupid of me, really, I should have thought of it earlier.
This is Sir’s test for himself!
My husband has already set up the framework for me, and he just asked me to handle some specific matters. I can't even figure it out, and I even foolishly and self-righteously asked him for help. It's really...
"Disciple understands. Please rest assured, sir. I will definitely handle these issues well and won't let you down!"
Li Yifu, who wanted to understand, immediately stood up and straightened his waist a little.
Wang Zi'an nodded calmly.
"Well, that makes sense. When doing things, you have to think more, summarize more, and don't rely too much on the teacher. Yifu, I like you, do your best! I have already chosen the location of the newspaper office, and I estimate that it will be tidied up in the next two days. Come out, go back and find a few helpers, and get ready to start..."
In the teachings of Prince Andundun, Li Yifu felt excited and walked away with his head held high.
Wang Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief.
I didn’t expect this piece of shit to have so many problems. You ask me what to do, I don’t know! I only read newspapers in my previous life, but never did them...
But fortunately, I fooled him—ahem, I still explained it to him!
In the past two days, although Lao Li didn't come over, the manpower he wanted was delivered, a total of two hundred young men, plus twenty or thirty experienced craftsmen!
Looking at the group of young people in front of him who had their backs straight and their legs straight, full of vitality, and almost obeying orders, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but secretly twitch the corner of his mouth.
This bitch, Lao Li, has very strong execution ability.
He told him that it would be best if he had some skills, but he actually sent a wave of military elites directly to him!
Let alone opening a newspaper, with these people, you can become the king of the mountain!
This is probably the newspaper with the highest force value, right?
Although I complained in my heart, I was very satisfied.
With this group of people, the newspaper office will be much more stable.
He asked Lao Li to set up the headquarters and printing house of Datang Evening News at the banks of Qujiang Pool.
A few days ago, he followed the fair-faced and beardless shopkeeper Changsun to take a look in person and felt very satisfied.
The location there is quiet and the environment is beautiful. Whether intentionally or not, there is actually a city defense army stationed at the top of the city not far away.
Are you going to send troops if you disagree?
Can an emperor be so arrogant?
However, Wang Zi'an was also happy to do so. There were 200 elite soldiers inside and a city defense army outside to help defend. If anyone wanted to touch his newspaper office and printing factory, he might not be able to do it without careful consideration.
We are on the right track here, but I don’t know how Mr. Kong Yingda is handling it.
Wang Zi'an originally wanted to set up the Datang Nature Magazine, which Mr. Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining personally serve as editor-in-chief, by the Qujiang Pool, adjacent to the Datang Evening News.
However, they met with fierce opposition from two old men, Kong Yingda and Yu Zhining. At their strong request, the magazine was finally located at the Imperial Academy headquarters, which was said to be located near the offices of a group of big bosses.
Wang Zi'an thought about it and thought it was okay.
The Imperial College itself was the highest institution of learning in the Tang Dynasty. The people who attended classes there were either great scholars or high-ranking officials of the imperial court. The students who studied there were not only the children of high-ranking officials, but also the chosen scholars. The academic atmosphere and style matched it well.
Well, this way we can better highlight the quality of this impurity book.
The most important thing is that this place is right next to the imperial city.
There is no need to worry about any drastic actions those people will take after they react. Although those aristocratic families are a bit more aggressive, they still don't have the courage to take action near the imperial city.
Well, I really wasn’t coveting his little house rental fee.
He was wondering here, thinking about whether to go to the Imperial College to have a look, when he saw an eupon-coloured carriage parked steadily at the door of his house.
"Young Master Wang, I would like to invite you to come over, please. I wonder if it's convenient for you now?"
The young man who jumped down from the carriage looked at Wang Zi'an curiously as he spoke.
Is this the famous Wang Zi’an?
Although I had seen him on the wall every day before, this was the first time I saw him in person.
Well, with pink face and red lips, and jade trees facing the wind, to be fair, he is only a little bit worse than me.
"Kong Jijiu came to see me. What happened?"
Wang Zi'an asked in confusion as he got into the car.
"I didn't say it, but I heard that there was a lot of chaos in the Kong Ji Wine House. It seemed—ahem, it seemed like there was a quarrel?"
Wang Zi’an:……
So, Mr. Kong, are you asking me to help you with your boxing?
The carriage stopped steadily at the gate of the Imperial College. The young man led the way, passing through the doors and transferring ownership, and walked inside.
This was his first time here, and he couldn't help but look around curiously.
It has blue bricks and green tiles, and a deep courtyard. Although there are no towering buildings of later generations, it has a quiet and bookish atmosphere.
It's a good place to study.
"Prince, you're right in front——"
The young man leading the way looked back and smiled friendly at Wang Zi'an.
Wang Zi’an:……
Because, quite far away, he heard the quarrel inside.
"Old man Kong, just tell me, why can Wang Yuan be the editor, but I, Song, can't! If you don't give me an explanation today, I will never give up..."
"Brother Song is right. If you don't make it clear today, I won't be done with you..."
"..."
Listening to the chaotic quarrel inside, Wang Zi'an couldn't help but feel numb.
Are these old men really getting into a fight?
I'll rush in later and punch a strange old man?
"Gentlemen, Mr. Wang Zian has arrived——"
Just as he was hesitating whether to turn around and leave, he heard the young man in front of him shouting inside.
Wang Zi’an:……
Seeing Wang Zi'an looking over with an unkind look, the young man leading the way forced a smile at Wang Zi'an, then turned around and ran away...
When the big guys quarrel, it's better to stay as far away as possible.
Alas, curiosity killed the cat. Just now, just because I was curious and wanted to listen, I was caught by Kong Jijiu. In the middle of winter, I drove the carriage around for a long time.
This time, I can't follow him in no matter what I say.
"Zian, come in quickly, come in quickly -"
When she saw Wang Zi'an coming, Kong Yingda felt as if she had been granted amnesty. She wiped the sweat from her head, squeezed out of the room, and waved desperately to Wang Zi'an.
I can't run.
Wang Zi'an sighed helplessly and walked in bravely.
The room was almost packed.
Most of them were old men with gray beards and hair. As soon as Wang Zian came in, everyone stopped arguing.
"Zi'an, right? He's really handsome. Come here, son, let us have a nice talk..."
Hey, old man, even if you are so good at talking, I have to support you!
Wang Zi'an nodded friendly to the rosy-faced, slightly fat old man.
"Dare you ask me, Mr. Gui——"
Before he finished his sentence, a few old men crowded over and grabbed him, grabbing his hand, pulling his arm...
Wang Zi’an:……
"Well, ahem - gentlemen, don't get excited, don't get excited, please take a seat first. If you have anything to say, let's sit down and talk slowly. There is no problem that cannot be solved..."
"Yes, yes, yes, sit down and say, sit down and say -"
Several old men with half white beards pushed Wang Zi'an to the table and sat down. Another old man raised the teapot and was about to pour water for Wang Zi'an.
Wang Zi’an:……
He looked at Kong Yingda helplessly, and Kong Yingda gave him a helpless look in return. He had no choice but to stand up, turn around and push the old man down on the stool.
"No, no, sir, please sit down. Let's talk about it. Call this junior over. What do you want me to say?"
The old man got up several times, but he didn't get up...
Seeing Wang Zi'an looking at her, Kong Yingda could only smile bitterly and squeezed to Wang Zi'an's side.
"These old guys are all my colleagues. They are all quick choices in moral knowledge and are very accomplished. Didn't you hear that I am looking for editors? So they came to my door one by one, making a fuss about it. ——But our magazine doesn’t need that many people..."
Wang Zi'an looked around and found that there were more than twenty old gentlemen crowded in the room. He thought for a moment and nodded sharply.
If these were left in the previous life, they would all be national treasure-level existences, and I couldn't even ask for them. Since they are so proactive, what are I waiting for?
The more big shots there are in this magazine, the more valuable the magazine is and the more powerful they have a voice!
This is a good thing that you can’t even ask for!
"Since all the old men are so enthusiastic, let's do it together. If each of us has a hundred guan, I can still afford it——"
"What--"
As soon as Wang Zi'an said these words, the old man opposite him immediately slapped the table.
"One hundred strings? Young man, who are you looking down on——"
Wang Zi’an:……
He also felt a little guilty. One hundred coins was a lot, but who could tell it to him? With these people in front of him, was it a matter of money or not? Can you please invite me?
He is thinking about what kind of price is more appropriate. I saw the old man slapping the table, blowing his beard and saying angrily.
"As a scholar, for such a sacred thing, you actually asked for money - I am so old, could it be that I came here for your little money - ah -"
"Yes, yes, yes, Lao Song, you finally said something humane today. I support you for this -"
"Establishing virtue, establishing meritorious service, and establishing words are the three immortals. We scholars, who write books and establish theories to benefit future generations, can't be downgraded by these vulgar things!"
Wang Zi’an:……
So, you intellectual masters, are you trying to get ahead and work for me for nothing?
"Of course this is good - ahem, no, this is so bad..."
Wang Zi'an was almost embarrassed.
