"To be honest, I am very disappointed to hear you complaining so much." Fang Zhengyi said with endless disappointment in his tone, "Back then, the life of the first generation of newspaper workers was much harder than yours, but now the conditions have improved. , but it makes everyone more and more dissatisfied.”
"Of course I don't mean to blame you. This is all my fault!"
"I would like to ask you, what is the purpose of our newspaper?"
"Establish a destiny for the people, establish a heart for the heaven and earth, carry forward the unique knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!" someone below answered.
Fang Zheng nodded: "Yes, we are dedicated to the livelihood of the people. Although you are not in the officialdom when you arrive at the newspaper office, you are already doing officialdom. But seeing this scene today, I am very sad!"
"What are you sad about? What hurts is that you are in your position and do not pursue political affairs. Many of you are not really here to be reporters, but to go to the library or to become officials!"
"This is actually nothing, but what about now? Before I became an official, I already smelled like copper!"
Just as someone below was about to speak to argue, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to stop him.
"I know what you are thinking. I have been rich, but I have also been poor! But no matter whether I am poor or rich, I will choose to plead for the people every time!"
"Is it true that having no money can't solve the problem? It is common for the treasury to be empty in all dynasties. Can hundreds of officials make money out of thin air? Of course not! But without money, why are there so many capable ministers in history? Stand out from the crowd?"
"What do they rely on? It's wisdom, a sincere heart for the country and the people!" Fang Zheng pointed to his head, "If you don't have money to solve problems that require money, isn't this a kind of hope for being an official? What about exercise?”
Fang Zheng paused for a moment, then began to murmur in a low voice.
Reflection! They started to reflect!
After waiting for a moment, Fang Zhengyi continued: "Do you know how the veterans in the court evaluate the next generation of scholars?"
The reporters' eyes showed eagerness. You must know if you are being evaluated!
"They say that today's young people are inferior to each other!"
The luster in everyone's eyes disappeared, replaced by resentment.
Fang Zheng said leisurely: "But this is not the case in my opinion. The newspaper was founded by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and me, and we all appreciate the efforts of the reporters!"
"Those who keep saying that one generation is inferior to another should look at you like me."
"I look at you. Although you are poor, you still walk the streets and speak out for the people. Although you are dressed in white, you are not afraid of the darkness and do not bow to the evil forces! I have full respect for you and salute your professional attitude. You are turning darkness into light, and barrenness into abundance.”
"Because your great scene will be stronger and the people will be more energetic, because the most beautiful scenery in a country is the reporters in the newspaper office who are willing to work hard!"
The old reporter's eyes began to sparkle, Mr. Fang hadn't started classes for a long time.
The long-lost emotion suddenly came back, and the young reporter had a hint of shame on his face.
Fang Zheng glanced around and continued: "But seeing the new reporters arriving now, my mind has changed a bit."
"I see that many of you are supposed to be a new generation of officials with ideals and vigor, but in order to seek official positions, you have lost your heart in vain hopes of getting rich? Let me ask such people, today a commoner can't In the same way as the common people, will I be able to pray for the people one day when I enter the court?"
"You are younger and more able to endure hardship than those people in the court who are sitting on a plain diet. Your brains can also accommodate more new ideas and aesthetics! It should not be me or someone in a high position who should teach you how to do it, but you It should inspire us how to better serve the people!"
"Your work is breaking down the barriers between people. You can meet and connect with thousands of people with just a pen, but now you are complaining about just working overtime!"
"Isn't it good to work overtime? You sweat every day and work hard till midnight. That's because there are thousands of poor people standing behind you! Only weak people are used to complaining and denying, while strong people never hesitate to contribute. and praise!”
"Think about it further. When you came home late at night, you brought the food you bought from the canteen and delivered it to your wife and son. You could proudly tell your son that you earned it through overtime work! How can the next generation not receive such incentives? Desperately?"
"Let me ask you, can you imagine a world without overtime? The people are in dire straits. Every report of yours may change the lives of countless poor people. But just when you are about to pick up your pen, someone stops you from working overtime. How sad is this?"
"It is hard to work overtime, but the right to choose is in your hands, and the fate of countless people is in your hands! You now have the right that countless people dream of, the right to choose!"
Fang Zheng stopped as soon as he said this, and Xie Xian took the opportunity to start applauding vigorously in the audience!
At this moment, countless scholars were moved by Master Fang's lofty ideals and noble personality, and the office area became a sea of applause.
The more sensitive people had already wet their eyes, some lowered their heads in shame, and some even shouted: "Master Fang, we were wrong..."
Fang Zhengyi shouted loudly: "No, you are right! Which young person has never made mistakes? Life is not a smooth road, and the prodigal will not be replaced by gold when he returns. You are the rising sun, you are the hope!"
"We do not deny that there are many problems with the newspaper today! But before raising the question, please do not ask what the newspaper has done for you first, but ask yourself what you have done for the newspaper first!"
"The dormitory is not enough for living, so everyone should squeeze in first! If the library does not have enough books, you can bring books from home or copy books to share with everyone."
"As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a better tomorrow!"
All kinds of violent emotions began to flow like a flood, and more and more people were triggered to regret.
Fang Zhengyi's expression became more serious: "Seeing your performance today, I think you still have a future!"
"Tell me loudly what you are going to do next!"
"We have to work overtime!" "Work overtime!" "Work overtime!" The sound of overtime work began to sound like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
Fang Zhengyi nodded with satisfaction, shook his arms and shouted loudly: "Who said one generation is inferior to the other! I think each wave is stronger than the other! Sooner or later, you will all become the pillars of the imperial court!"
"Work overtime! Houlang!!!"
After saying that, Fang Zheng jumped off the table, looked at the journalists who were covered in chicken blood and wiped away cold sweat, and smiled proudly.
What's wrong with this small scene?
Not far away, Shen Yizheng walked to Fang Zhengyi with tears in his eyes and said in a trembling voice, "Master Fang, what you said is so good."
"Okay, don't cry and whine. Come out with me, talk about your affairs, and leave the rest to Xie Xian."
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Two chapters left, later
