Early in the morning, Li Zeyun tidied up his clothes, looked in the mirror, and said energetically, "Miss, I'm going to class!"
Once a rookie at Censor Station, now he no longer has to worry about the amount of impeachment, and he no longer has to worry about paying humiliating money to Taiwan. Moreover, Li Zeyun was also lucky enough to be selected to participate in the compilation of "Tokyo Daily".
Although it has not yet been published, the Tokyo Daily has already attracted much attention. The editor-in-chief is Hu Hanlin, an old predecessor of the Hanlin Academy, who was once a man of the Privy Council. It is a great opportunity to learn under him.
In fact, many people grabbed this errand. If it wasn't for the official family's attention, only Hanlin and the imperial censor were chosen, and the other yamen didn't know how many people broke their heads and wanted to get in.
Although Li Zeyun is getting better, his qualifications are still inferior to other censors. No, it's all because there is news that because work requires traveling around the world, age must be considered.
In addition to the fact that a pie flew in before, I don't know which great god borrowed Li Zeyun's hand to offer advice, and now the law of governing the barbarians has been implemented quite smoothly, probably the director also saw this.
Li Zeyun's wife Luo Shi is also quite proud. She is a loyal reader of "Kaifeng House News". It is said that "Tokyo Daily" and "Kaifeng House News" are from the same vein.
Before Lang Jun's work at the Censor's Desk was not very smooth, Luo Shi almost thought he would be transferred to another yamen, but since a note offering advice inexplicably appeared in Lang Jun's memorial, his work has become more and more the smoother the
Luo Shi stroked Li Zeyun's collar, "Go, Langjun, the Hanlin Academy is a little far away. Don't be late for class on the first day."
At the beginning of its establishment, the editorial team of the "Tokyo Daily" first took classes in the Hanlin Academy. Not only did Hu Hanlin personally explain it, but I heard that the editor-in-chief of "Kaifeng House Daily" would also teach it.
Li Zeyun nodded, hurriedly led the horse, and walked to the Hanlin Academy.
When he arrived at the Hanlin Academy, his own clerk came to tie the horse, and when he found out that it was a reporter from the Censor's Office who came to the class, he invited him to report.
Li Zeyun found out that he still knew the person in charge of the reporting. This person was his same year, surnamed Wang and Wang Fusheng. Although the two did not communicate very closely after entering the Hanlin Academy, they still had some friendship.
Seeing that he knew someone, Li Zeyun felt relieved and greeted Wang Fusheng.
"Brother Li." Wang Fusheng nodded. He was also selected into the editorial team of Tokyo Daily, but not as a reporter, but as an editor. Strictly speaking, he was an assistant editor. 's senior.
Seeing that Wang Fusheng was the only one, Li Zeyun simply stayed and chatted with him while helping to report.
Li Zeyun asked Wang Fusheng if he had seen the editor-in-chief of Kaifeng House Daily who was giving a lecture today.
Wang Fusheng thought about it and said: "The editors of this "Kaifeng House News" are of different levels, but the editor-in-chief is extremely high-level and has grasped the core of the house newspaper."
Wang Fusheng thought of the fact that he was once held by the editor of Kaifeng House, and asked what he meant by "harmony without being rude, neutral without leaning", and felt a little helpless in his heart.
Wang Fusheng continued: "I heard that this person is not famous, but he is brilliant in writing, otherwise he would not be favored by officials and Duke Hu. However, I have never met him before, it seems that he did not come to the Hanlin Court for trial. Drafted."
"Have you not seen it? I'm so curious, after all, he is also one of the owners of Shui Jing Ji. I have seen the water landscape given by the official family at our director's place. It's really beautiful! Unfortunately, I don't usually have it. What time, otherwise I want to keep a tank." Li Zeyun said with emotion.
Wang Fusheng said: "Everyone is here, let's go in, we can see it today."
The two walked side by side to the place where today's class was held, and saw that all the Hanlins and the imperial censors were all sitting upright, and Hu Hanlin had already arrived and was sitting on the top.
Wang Fusheng bowed and told Hu Hanlin that everyone had arrived, and that Li Zeyun was helping him.
Hu Hanlin nodded, indicating that the two of them should also take their seats.
Because it was late, they had to sit in the back.
As soon as he was seated, Li Zeyun saw another young man walk in outside, with a handsome face and an amiable smile, holding a booklet and a black board in his hand.
When the young man came in, he smiled and said hello to Hu Hanlin, not caring about Hu Hanlin's serious expression.
Li Zeyun noticed that Wang Fu was moving, and turned his head to look. Wang Fusheng's expression was a bit strange, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." Wang Fusheng whispered, "I've seen him before, he should be from Kaifeng Mansion."
"Oh, then it's not surprising that he came." Li Zeyun said.
Above, Hu Hanlin coughed, "You come first."
"Junior still has work in the afternoon, so it's disrespectful." Yun Yanhui hung the blackboard on the wall and took out another piece of chalk.
Hehe, since Shen Kuo has already found one, how can he not make good use of it, this blackboard and chalk are exactly his handwriting, and the sense of use is not much different from modern ones.
Before Yun Yanhui spoke, he wrote a line on the blackboard.
The following Hanlin and censors all looked at him curiously. Originally, they didn't understand what the board was doing, and what the young man was doing, until he wrote the sentence "Harmony without flow, neutrality without leaning". , everyone realized that it was for writing, and it was convenient for everyone to see it when it was hung up. However, such a small piece, there is no room for writing a few words.
At this moment, some people have already reacted. It seems that this person is the young editor-in-chief of the legendary "Kaifeng House News".
Afterwards, the young man turned around, threw the white strip in his hand on the desk in front of him, supported the desk with both hands, and said loudly, "The editor-in-chief of Kaifeng House Daily, Yun Yan, is here today to discuss with you. Editing and interviewing for a newspaper."
Wang Fusheng: "..."
"Harmony without flow, neutrality without reliance. This sentence is a warning message from Hu Hanlin to this newspaper. You are all talented people, but let me explain it again. Be neutral and impartial. This is exactly what needs to be reflected when editing a newspaper!"
Wang Fusheng: "..."
Li Zeyun was keenly aware that what the young editor-in-chief said was "showing it", not "doing it". "Brother Wang, what do you think?"
Unexpectedly, Li Zeyun turned his head and saw that Wang Fusheng was like a stone sculpture, and the expression on his face was even more indescribable.
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang? What's the matter?" Li Zeyun laughed when he saw Wang Fu's life as if he had just woken up from a dream, "Why, listening to Chief Yun's interpretation of "The Moderate Mean" has benefited a lot, and are all settled?"
"..." Wang Fusheng looked at Li Zeyun, and then at Yun Yanhui, who was in high spirits above, his lips moved, "One, it's hard to say..."
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Yun Yan Hui was still talking on the top, but fortunately everyone was a quality person, and Hu Hanlin was also sitting on the side, ready to take notes at any time, so as soon as he opened his mouth, the whisperers stopped and listened.
"Next, I will explain in several parts. At the same time, through some practical examples, I will show you the meaning of this sentence and the experience that you may use in the future."
Yun Yanhui took out another blackboard brush, turned around and erased the line of words, and wrote another sentence on it.
1. Target consumer groups.
The editors suddenly became agitated again, not because the language of this sentence was a bit weird, but because the board, unexpectedly, could be erased and written repeatedly
Even Hu Hanlin let out a "huh" and stared at the blackboard, which he didn't care about.
Everyone has gone to school, some have taught and learned, and almost instantly, they have noticed the magic of this thing.
Hu Hanlin couldn't help but say: "Wait a minute, you... take the liberty, Yun Lang, can you tell me what this is?"
"This is a blackboard and chalk." Yun Yan introduced back, "You can write repeatedly, and the size can be as large as you want. The cost is very low. The Ministry of Industry has just researched it. This is a trial product. I believe it will not take long. , all yamen and academies can be equipped."
When Hu Hanlin heard the last sentence, he nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out his hand to signal Yun Yan to go back.
Yun Yan went back to give lectures to the talented students. He was a little worried in his heart. After all, not only literati are sitting here, but they are also very powerful ones.
After going through the brutal selection of scientific examinations, only those who are particularly good and excellent can enter the Imperial Academy and the Imperial Censorship.
If there are thorns in these people, it is estimated that it will be difficult to get rid of. Yun Yanhui is nothing, he is just afraid that playing a hooligan in front of Hu Hanlin will make the old man apoplexy... After finding out that he is "illiterate" before, the old man is very depressed.
But Yun Yan returned to the lecture and discovered that the more educated people are, the higher the quality is. Compared with the correspondents below, these Hanlin and imperial censors do not know how qualified they are, and they all take notes seriously.
It's not that there are no thorns among them, but they all know that when faced with a new thing, they must learn humbly.
Therefore, the class in the morning was very smooth and friendly. Yun Yan went back to explain the case in simple terms, and all the talented people listened with great interest.
For them, the stories behind the compilation of these newspapers are very attractive, and what Yun Yan said in return shows that he really has a say in this matter and is worthy of their learning, so his attitude is better.
When it was over, everyone shouted "Master Yun".
"Oh, how embarrassing this is, I have no fame, I am young, and I haven't read a book for a few days. How can I be called such by you." Yun Yan replied "humbly".
"The sage still has a teacher of one word, not to mention that Master Yun has a profound knowledge." Someone said loudly, "Hu Gong also praised you as a person with lofty ideals, but you can use the most simple words to teach us. Just like What you said, this is also the compilation requirement of the newspaper, it must have connotation but not drop the book bag. In ancient times, Bai Letian ordered the old woman to interpret poetry, and our newspaper must be able to do this!"
Everyone agreed.
Li Zeyun nodded again and again in agreement. After a class, he knew that Editor-in-Chief Yun was really capable, but looking at Wang Fusheng next to him, he had a strange look on his face again, which made Li Zeyun a little worried, "Brother Wang. ,what happened to you?"
"No, nothing..." Wang Fusheng shook his head.
Hu Hanlin's face was a little green. He had praised Yun Yanhui, but that was after Yun Yanhui "bragged", before it was exposed, and after knowing that Yun Yanhui was "bragging", how could he run away and praised it? People explain it one by one!
Looking back at Yun Yan, Hu Hanlin was even more black.
Yun Yan back: "Ah, hahahahaha, you said, how can I be embarrassed, the teacher shouted, then I will call the barbecue, please eat - in the future, you come to the water view, I have a discount. what!"
All the Hanlin and Censors cheered together.
Li Zeyun grabbed Wang Fusheng, "That's great, Brother Wang, I'll have a BBQ later! Oh, the queues are very long every time at Nanban BBQ, and I can't always buy it! Master Yun is great!"
Wang Fusheng was in a trance, "Yeah, that's great..."