Just a Turk?
The eyes of all the ministers were twitching, Your Majesty...
Forget it, let’s not talk about it anymore, His Majesty is really different now from before.
Now the heifer is standing on his head, so awesome!
Li Shimin pondered slightly, looked at the faces of His Highness's ministers, and said slowly.
"Although the civil strife in the Turks is a good opportunity, there is no need to fight when we invade a country. I have my own destiny. I love you, so don't be in a hurry~"
"My dear friends, this matter can be discussed later. If there is nothing to report, please retreat over there -"
this……
The ministers looked left and right, wondering what to do.
I can only watch His Majesty put on a wave of cruelty.
Maybe His Majesty really has a better way?
"Wei Chen resigns!"
All the ministers performed the ceremony with great momentum.
Purple air comes from the east, and all officials retreat from the court.
…
In the court, different stories are played out every day, and in the past few days, Chang'an City seems to have different waves about to rise~
Today, except for those who have to go out to the streets to seek livelihood even in winter...
Suddenly, a group of people like this appeared.
Early in the morning, these people began to flow in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City.
No matter where there are people in East Market or West Alley, they will take advantage of them.
And he was still shouting tunes in an ups and downs along the way.
"Selling newspapers~"
"Selling newspapers~Two cents a piece...Two cents a piece!"
An old Confucian scholar, wearing a Confucian shirt, just walked out of the corner of Dongping Alley.
In this area, he is one of the best in terms of seniority and majesty.
Many neighbors asked him if they didn't understand something or couldn't make up their mind.
He is a school teacher, a man of culture...
"Oh, Xiaolang!"
The old gentleman looked at the 'newspaper seller' who had just come out of the alley, looked at the paper in his hand, and couldn't help but be shocked!
So much paper! A lot of money!
After taking a look, it seemed that there were a lot of words printed on it! Is this guy just holding it like this?
When I heard the young man shouting, two cents a piece?
The old gentleman stopped the young man without having time to think about it.
"Hey, old gentleman, do you need a newspaper?"
The newspaper seller was wearing a smart jacket, holding dozens of newspapers on his chest, and ran up to him with shrewd eyes and asked.
The shopkeepers at the bookstore said that for every ten books sold, they would get a penny or something... Oh, by the way, commission!
And there is also a basic salary of five cents per day! The more you work, the more you get, there is no cap~
As long as it's sold out, there are branches in every shop, so you can pick it up directly. It's very convenient~
"Don't worry, it's two pennies a piece. Our bookstore has said that the things written in it will be different every day. If you want more, go to the bookstore and ask for a link, and we will deliver it to you every day~"
The old Confucian scholar listened to the newspaper boy talking on the phone. Before he could react, the boy had already taken the newspaper and continued talking in a clear and logical manner.
"Don't worry~ You can't be fooled, you can't suffer a loss..."
This newspaper seller was using this technique on someone, and they immediately felt that the free training course given to them by this bookstore was really valuable.
I feel like my talk skills have gotten much better...
"etc……"
The old Confucian scholar was a little overwhelmed by the lively and talkative young man, and he quickly frowned and waved his hand.
"How about giving me one to look at?"
"Okay, take it~"
The old Confucian scholar slowly took it, and the thick feel of the paper surprised him.
Before he had time to read the content, he asked in amazement: "Xiao Lang, this piece of paper only costs two cents? What kind of paper is this?"
The feel is not like rice paper, but it feels much better than rice paper.
He couldn't help but marvel!
"Oh, that's right, it's only two cents. Our shopkeeper said that if we dare to overprice it, our job will be gone forever~ Don't worry, we will never dare to overprice it!"
After receiving the young man's confirmation, the old gentleman's eyes widened and he was speechless in shock, not to mention that there were words on it.
Even if it has no words, this empty piece of paper can be sold for two cents!
That’s a huge bargain!
The old gentleman stared slightly, put away the fear in his heart, and slowly looked at the newspaper in his hand, preparing to read the contents.
As soon as his eyes were fixed, he couldn't help but tremble his old hands.
"The lights are on at three o'clock and the chicken is on at five o'clock, it's the time for men to study!"
“A black-haired person doesn’t know how to study diligently early, a white-haired person regrets studying late!”
It’s a good saying: A black-haired person doesn’t know how to study hard, but a white-haired person regrets studying late!
"good!"
The old Confucian scholar just sighed happily after reading this poem,
Recently, Zheng was worried about how to encourage those students to study. Unexpectedly, this poem made him very worried!
Then, the old gentleman's eyes immediately swept down quickly!
The first page of the newspaper was an article written by Li Shimin himself. The general content was that the newspaper was run with the support of the imperial court and was used to spread some information to make all people in the country aware.
Not only did the inscription be written in Li Shimin's name, but the manuscript written by Li Shimin was also directly published. This was a layer of gold plating for Datang News.
The old Confucian scholar held this newspaper as if he were obeying an imperial edict, with a pious face!
"Hiss, it turned out to be printed by the Holy Spirit himself!!! This!!!"
The old Confucian scholar was really shocked!
"Ah? What's the Holy Spirit's handwriting?"
The young man rubbed his head with a questioning look on his face. He was illiterate, but he only knew that this was a good way to make money.
Let’s finish the things we have to give to our boss~
The old Confucian scholar waved his hand and said to him excitedly: "Xiao Lang, are you serious about pricing this newspaper at two cents?"
He couldn't help but ask again!
After all, he believed the Holy Spirit's handwriting above, but this piece of paper only cost two cents a piece...
Then, what is represented behind it is very thought-provoking~
"Yes, our boss said that this newspaper will always cost two cents. Of course, in the future, it may earn one or two cents or something..."
"It seems that my boss mentioned it, like... well, literary knowledge comes with a price...? Damn, forget it, my boss is a scholar, and he said a lot, but us servants can only hear it and don't understand it. Already~"
The old Confucian scholar couldn't help but frown and asked: "Then who is your boss?"
"Our boss, uh, Ma Zhou!"
"Ma Zhou?"
The old Confucian scholar couldn't help but frown, he had never heard of it.
"Then what's the name of this bookstore?"
"Oh, our bookstore is called Chang'an Bookstore~ This newspaper is called Datang Daily..."
"That's it..."
The old Confucian scholar thought for a while, then pointed quickly and said: "Well, I have ordered this newspaper, old man, and I will live in the east corner of this alley, right there. Look, old man, I will order the newspaper every day from now on!"
"Okay, old sir, don't worry, I'll definitely deliver it to you every morning!"
The newspaper seller suddenly beamed with joy. He didn't expect to receive a big order so quickly~
After the two of them spoke, the old man held the newspaper in his hand and prepared to go to the school in Fangshi.
Of course, the newspaper seller will continue to start a business, make money and become well-off~
As soon as the two separated, the old Confucian scholar spread out the newspaper and began to read with eyes wide open.
The first thing written above is the disaster relief situation in the Tang Dynasty.
The situation of each state in the Tang Dynasty can be clearly seen above.
It's shocking to see that outside of Chang'an, people are dying of hunger everywhere!
In addition, two or three shadows can be seen in some political affairs of the Tang Dynasty.
There are also some anecdotes about people's livelihood. Compared with the political affairs in the previous layout, they are less serious and more aware of public opinion, which makes people feel particularly comfortable to read.
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(End of chapter)
Thanks to Mu Chen’s father for the reward~Thank you, brother!
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