"A Nationwide Tragedy: The Demon Incident in Nanxiang Mansion!"
The first line of the manuscript captures the essence, and a sense of heaviness hits your face.
The whole country is in mourning!
The demon infestation incident in Nanxiang Mansion was indeed a national tragedy. Countless people died, their flesh and blood were separated, and they were displaced.
Countless dragon guards pledged themselves to the country.
For Dayan, this is the sorrow of the country, and it should be mourned by the whole country. It is also time for the common people in the world to know what the Humanity Sect has done.
Lin Yi carefully read the text of the manuscript word for word.
There are no gorgeous words and rhetoric, but only the most simple and unpretentious words to tell readers about the disaster that happened in Nanxiang Mansion.
"During this evil attack, the people: 8,753 people died, including more than 3,700 old, weak, women and children!"
"Chivalry: Three hundred and seventy-two people died!"
"Officials: Thirty-nine people died!"
"Dayan veteran: fourteen people died!"
"Dayan Dragon Guard: Death...one thousand, two hundred and seventy-nine people!"
Lin Yi saw the shocking numbers above and felt his heart being squeezed hard.
This is not a simple number, but countless living lives.
"The pain of the Nanxiang monster and the sorrow of Dayan, we deeply mourn the victims of the compatriots...the whole country is in mourning."
Lin Yi felt that the manuscript in his hand weighed a thousand pounds, and the figures of veterans such as Long San and Wei Wudi appeared in his mind.
How I wish they were still there.
Seeing that like them, they are protecting the people of Dayan in their own way.
"Zheng Yu."
Lin Yi put down the manuscript, looked at Zheng Yu who was feeling uneasy, and said, "It's well written."
Zheng Yu and other Imperial Academy scholars' eyes lit up.
"But some places have no meaning, cross them out!"
Lin Yi waved to them and motioned for them to come over.
But how could they dare to be so close to His Highness the Prince? They have not dared to get close.
"What are you afraid of? Am I scary or something?" Lin Yi couldn't laugh or cry.
All the scholars looked at each other and plucked up the courage to approach Lin Yi.
Lin Yi pointed to the manuscript that Zheng Yu handed over, which contained several descriptions of Prince Dayan's efforts to turn the tide.
He is said to be the hero of Dayan and the God of War of Nanxiang Mansion, who single-handedly defeated demons and so on...
"Cross out all these. It is the common people, chivalrous men and Dragon Guards of Nanxiang Mansion who ended this evil incident. It is their united efforts, not my alone."
Lin also looked at them.
Zheng Yu looked at each other with the other Imperial Academy scholars and nodded silently.
"Others are fine."
Lin Yi was in a good mood, and Li Mu was a good candidate for the Imperial Academy. He was worthy of being the leader of the highest school in Dayan.
He continued to look at the other two manuscripts. He also looked at them very carefully. There were no major problems.
It lists in detail the fate of unjust officials, including the fate of Cheng Yuan and Zhang Gang, academic officials of the Holy Academy.
The only small problem is... he appears too often in these three manuscripts.
Those who didn’t know better thought it was a soft article to hype him up.
If Dayan Weekly becomes a tool to promote a certain person, it will definitely deviate from his original intention of proposing to found 'Dayan Weekly'.
If you have to be popular, there is only one choice: Dayan Dynasty or His Majesty.
"It's better to cross out the description about me. There's nothing wrong with the rest. You're doing a great job!"
After reading these three manuscripts, Lin Yi stood up and looked at them with a smile, stretched out his hand and said: "Congratulations, you have been admitted. Welcome to become a member of 'Dayan Weekly'!"
"Your Highness?"
Zheng Yu and the Imperial Academy scholars didn't understand, and stared blankly at Lin Yi's palm.
But Zheng Yu still raised his hand subconsciously, and Lin Yi held his hand with a smile and said: "A great hero, work hard for the country and the people!"
Buzz!
Zheng Yu didn't expect that Prince Dayan would hold his hand, and his mind went blank for a moment.
'I don't want to wash this hand anymore...' A thought came to Zheng Yu's mind.
The other Imperial Academy scholars were excited, looking forward to it but afraid, but when they saw Lin Yi shaking hands one by one and encouraging them by the way, they were all moved and burst into laughter.
His hands were secretly hidden in his sleeves.
"It's getting late. You go back to the Imperial College to rest first. Pack your things tomorrow and move directly here."
Lin Yi thought for a while and said: "If you don't want to live in the imperial city, you can live outside. I will also give you a monthly subsidy. I will let the Ministry of Household Accounts calculate the details."
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
All the scholars bowed and saluted, and then left the official office together.
Thinking of shaking hands with His Royal Highness today and receiving encouragement and praise, I am full of expectations for this new job.
"Our articles will be published in Dayan. His Highness has high hopes for us. Don't let His Highness down!"
Under the cover of night, more than a dozen young bachelors from the Imperial College were striding away. The cold wind blew from under the city gate and lifted up their Confucian shirts.
Look back again.
Looking at Dayan Imperial City, their eyes were filled with hope.
…
in the room.
Lin Yi took these manuscripts and read them again. At the same time, he also picked up a pen and made some comments.
As the first reader, he believed in his own intuition. Once this manuscript spread, it would definitely cause a huge sensation.
Dayan, who has little information, needs someone to tell them what is happening in the world.
Someone is doing something silently.
Only in this way can the hope in their hearts be aroused, and the fear in the hearts of unjust officials and scholars can be aroused.
It can also help readers understand the true meaning of studying and practicing, and don't forget the original intention of establishing a destiny in the eighth grade.
"Wenbo!"
Lin Yi turned to look at Li Wenbo, who was squatting in the corner with an aggrieved look on his face, and said, "What are you aggrieved about?"
"I just know them, and I feel uncomfortable having close contact with them..." Li Wenbo said.
"you……"
Lin Yi couldn't help but hold his forehead, walked to Li Wenbo, stretched out his hand and said: "Get up!"
Li Wenbo burst into laughter.
Lin Yi had goosebumps on his skin, then his expression darkened and he said, "When you were sorting out these files, why did you exaggerate my achievements? Call me a hero of Dayan?"
"I..." Li Wenbo was stunned.
Isn't this bad?
"Wenbo, the purpose of my proposal to Your Majesty to establish Dayan Weekly is not to gain fame or compete for anything."
Lin Yi looked at Li Wenbo seriously and said: "It is the Dayan Weekly. It has its own meaning and represents the will of His Majesty and the court. It must be objective and true, and must be understood by the people, officials and scholars themselves."
"In the future, Dayan Weekly will have a special feature on characters, but it can only be... the heroes of Dayan, the backbone of Dayan."
Li Wenbo was in a state of shock. He looked at Lin Yi blankly, then nodded heavily and said, "Master, we understand!"
"Let's go back to study and practice."
Lin Yi patted Li Wenbo on the shoulder and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, followed closely by Li Wenbo.
Walking out of the official office of Dayan Weekly.
Lin Yi raised his head and looked back with a smile on his face. This was the first wealth he had brought to this world.
Hope it does.
Able to fulfill its mission of existence as you wish!
