"Ah~! Excuse me, I almost forgot to teach the students!"
Assistant Professor Mou looked at the time and exclaimed. Saying goodbye to everyone, he hurried to the Imperial Academy. But while he was anxious, a thought also came to his mind: Since "Datang Daily" paid a lot of money to collect articles from everyone, can I also give it a try
Unlike Wang Yalun, who has a well-off family and is not short of money, Assistant Professor Mou's salary is still relatively low. If the article is adopted, it will not only make him famous, but also make money to support his family. Wouldn't it be great!
Thinking this way, Assistant Coach Mou's pace became faster and faster.
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"Hello, sir!"
The usual distance of two-quarters of an hour was nearly doubled by Assistant Mou. He stood on the podium, coughed dryly and said:
"Ahem! Sir, I was delayed on something before. Let's study by ourselves in the afternoon and review what I explained in the morning!"
Assistant Professor Mou didn't care about this. He cleverly copied Li Zexuan's lazy tricks in the math school and let the students study by themselves.
Although the students were confused, they couldn't ask more questions and could only say yes.
Assistant Professor Mou saw that the place had settled down, so he asked a few students to help keep an eye on it, and then hurried to the office. He remembered that it was written in the "Datang Daily" that the daily newspaper was published every day, so you had to submit your articles as early as possible. Now go back and write, and then send it to Qiqi Culture. Maybe it will be published in the newspaper tomorrow.
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Dongshi, a restaurant.
"Ah~! It turns out that a tragedy occurred in Xinfeng County recently. No wonder I saw so many officials on the road when I went to my second aunt's house last time!"
"Who says it's not the case! This family is so miserable!"
"Wang Dagou, what are you talking about? Why don't I understand?"
"Haha, Zhao Laoer, didn't you read today's newspaper?"
"What newspaper?"
"Here! That's it. There were kids all over Chang'an selling this this morning. Didn't you buy one?"
"My dear, I can't afford such a big piece of paper with so many words! What is written on it? Is it as beautiful as you say?"
"Haha, Zhao Laoer, you got it wrong this time. This newspaper is not expensive. It only costs five cents. How about it? Are you surprised? Haha, I also told you that what is written in this newspaper is really... It’s so damn interesting. For example, let me read you an article: “A Drunken Scholar Encountered a Brothel Oiran by Chance, and He Did Such a Disgraceful Thing!” How about it? Do you want to read it? "
The man named Zhao Laoer's eyes suddenly gleamed. He nodded quickly like a chicken pecking at rice and said with a lewd smile: "Want to see, big dog brother, tell me what happened next? "
When Wang Dagou saw Zhao Laoer, he looked anxious. His inner vanity was greatly satisfied, so he smiled proudly and said: "Hey, let me tell you something. Two days ago, a drunk scholar wandered to the peaceful place. Kangfang…”
As Wang Dagou narrated, more and more people gathered around the table. The newcomers didn't know what Wang Dagou was talking about. After asking, they realized that it was an interesting story in "Datang Daily", and then they inquired more about it. , naturally began to be surprised by the low price of "Datang Daily", and they all secretly determined in their hearts that they must buy a copy when they meet children selling newspapers tomorrow. You'd be foolish not to buy a copy of such an interesting and cheap newspaper.
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This interesting phenomenon is rapidly spreading throughout Chang'an. Newspapers, a novel thing, also quietly entered the lives of people in the Tang Dynasty.
"Brother Ma, how are the newspaper sales today?"
Li Zexuan went straight to the workshop after class today. He went to the back hall, found Ma Zhou and asked directly.
"Sir, you are here."
Ma Zhou first saluted Li Zexuan, and then he said with a red face: "This morning, the sales volume of newspapers was not good. After all, it was a newly launched thing. Many people didn't know what newspapers were and were willing to spend money to buy them." It was mostly because of the convenience of the newspaper, rather than the content of the newspaper. So in one morning, less than 400 copies of the newspaper were sold. But as it approached noon, several groups of people suddenly came, seemingly all coming from the noble family's mansion. Each of them bought dozens of copies, and they all seemed to already know what the newspapers were about. All the newspapers were sold out today before you came, Sir."
The more Ma Zhou talked about it, the more excited he became. He did have reasons to be excited. First of all, the good sales volume of the newspaper was an affirmation of his hard work some time ago. On the other hand, on the first page of the newspaper, there was a lot of pride that he had been brewing for a long time. His works are now widely praised in Chang'an. His political opinions and ambitions will be read by countless people. He is now very likely to become famous all over the world.
Li Zexuan looked at the excited Ma Zhou and said with a meaningful smile: "Haha, Brother Ma is about to become a big celebrity in Chang'an City. I think it won't be long before the Dukes in the court know that there are still people among the people. With such a talented and wise man, His Majesty may also be alerted by then, Brother Ma’s rise to prominence is not far away, haha!”
Li Zexuan was right, gold shines wherever it is. If Li Er knew about Ma Zhou's unparalleled talent, he would definitely spare no effort to recruit him. According to historical records, in the fifth year of Zhenguan, Li Er asked every official in the court to write an article about the gains and losses of current affairs. At that time, Ma Zhou was just Chang He, the general of Zhonglang (this person was very important and was a close confidant of Taizong). During the Xuanwu Gate Incident, Chang He, who guarded the Xuanwu Gate, became a disciple. Chang He was a military general and could not write or write. When the emperor asked him to write an article, he couldn't help but become anxious.
When Ma Zhou learned the news, he offered to write this article for Chang He out of the idea of repaying his gratitude. Chang He was very happy and asked Ma Zhou to write it for him. A few days later, Chang He presented this article about current affairs written by Ma Zhouxi to Li Er. Li Er was shocked after reading it. He knew that Chang He was not good at writing, so how could he write such a thorough article. He didn't believe it was written by Chang He, so he asked Chang He if it was actually he who wrote it. Chang He was honest and did not take credit, so he told Li Er honestly.
Li Eryi was very happy to hear that Chang He had such a genius under his sect, and immediately wanted to meet this talent. He thought of doing it, and ordered people to call Ma Zhou in Chang He's mansion, but he didn't expect that Ma Zhou was still very assertive, and the sent attendant came back alone. Not only was Li Er not angry, but he also sent people to invite Ma Zhou again. He sent envoys four times before he invited the arrogant Ma Zhou to the palace.
This is the very famous story in history of "Taizong invited Ma Zhou four times". Li Zexuan actually heard his history teacher talk about it in his previous life, so he said it deliberately today to see how Ma Zhou would respond. In fact, he himself was not sure whether he could keep Ma Zhou. After all, the temple of Qiqu Culture was still too small to accommodate the great god Ma Zhou. Compared with Li Er's tall temple, Fantastic Culture has no appeal.
People like Ma Zhou naturally understood the other meanings in Li Zexuan's words. He looked startled, and after a moment he solemnly raised his hands and said: "What are you talking about, Sir? Ma Zhou was just a homeless scholar living in Chang'an before. Thanks to Sir, he never gave up and was willing to help Ma Zhou to do something together." , Ma Zhou is what he is today. Now that the embryonic form of Funny Culture has just taken shape, Ma will never leave just like that!"
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(End of chapter)