The first day of every month is always an important day for the scholars of Shengyuan Continent, because the monthly "Holy Way" will be published on this day.
Those Hanlin scholars and those with higher literary status in the human race can obtain the latest and most timely news through the Holy Academy or literary friends, but for billions of ordinary people, they can only learn about the latest developments of the human race through "The Holy Way" and "Literary News".
Although "The Holy Way" is not expensive, many people are still reluctant to buy it. They will only choose to buy it after they determine that an article is particularly valuable or suitable for them.
Outside the academy in the capital of Qing Kingdom, the sun had just risen and the morning light was still a little cool, but the place was already bustling with tens of thousands of people queuing in dozens of lines waiting for "The Holy Way" and "Literary News".
In the team, a young scholar complained loudly: "In the past year, 'The Way of the Holy One' has become 'The Way of Poetry'. Almost every month there are a lot of poems by Fang Yun. I am tired of reading them."
"Yes, the space for poetry in Holy Way is limited to begin with. If he publishes too much, then naturally others can't get on the list. The people in the editorial office also like to find people to appreciate his poetry in detail, and even attach stories about the poems. He occupies much more space than others!"
"This year, because of Fang Yun, at least ten poems and essays from my Qing country were suppressed by the Editorial Office of the Holy Way."
"In the future, the Holy Way should allocate space for poetry and prose according to the country. Of course, let's be honest. If it is a war poem that has great benefits for the human race, I will not object to it. As for those romantic articles, it doesn't matter if they are not included in the Holy Way. If he can make innovations in the various arts other than poetry, then I will take back what I said before."
"Hundreds of skills? I have heard that Fang Xusheng has made some achievements in legalism and has been published in the Literary Newspaper."
"It was published in the Wen Bao because his story was unique, not necessarily reasonable. If his legalist articles could be published in Sheng Dao, it would be considered a contribution to the human race."
"I heard that he also wants to compete with the scholars from the Lei family and the Mo family for the first-class fortifications?"
"I want, too!"
The people of Qing nearby burst into laughter.
Soon, the bookstore opened, and stacks of "The Holy Way" and "Wen Bao" appeared in front of everyone.
Many people were immediately excited because this was the best window for ordinary people to understand the world.
Soon, a person who had been queuing since the early morning got the Wen Bao and Sheng Dao, put the Wen Bao under his arm, opened the catalog of Sheng Dao, and walked out while reading it.
"Are they all Fang Xusheng's poems?"
The man frowned and said, "The first page of the catalog is full of his poems. 'Red Dust Killing' and 'Yumenguan' are fine, but 'Palace Poems', 'Remembering Jiangnan', 'Fisherman's Song' and even the revised 'Huanxisha' are all on it! That's six poems in total!"
"What bad luck!" a scholar nearby cursed in a low voice.
The man continued to turn to the second page of the catalog, took two steps, and suddenly stopped where he was. He did not move.
"Fuck your ancestors!" the man suddenly cursed.
A young scholar immediately scolded, "How dare you! It's understandable that you hate Fang Xusheng's poems. After all, he is an enemy of our Qing country. If you curse him like this, don't blame me for reporting you to the Holy Court!"
More than half of the people nodded slightly. It was normal for a Qing countryman to belittle Fang Yun. But cursing Fang Xusheng was something that even a Qing countryman could not tolerate.
The man hurriedly held up the "Holy Way" and showed the second and third pages to everyone, saying, "Look for yourselves. He occupies 90% of the Legalist pages, almost monopolizing the world. If the Artisan pages are divided into ten buckets, he occupies eight buckets! Today's "Holy Way", Fang Xusheng occupies half of the country! I am not scolding him. I just don't know how to express my current mood."
The people around immediately rushed to that person like fish being fed.
"On Torture, Fang Yun! On Court Trial Records, Fang Yun! The Harm of Bullying in Academy, Fang Yun! On Litigation, Fang Yun! Criminal Examination, Fang Yun... Domineering! Too domineering! My legs are weak, come and support me, otherwise I can only kneel down to read The Holy Way!"
"What is 'Detailed Drawings'? What kind of monster is 'Three-Dimensional Structure Diagram of Mechanism'? What's so magical about 'Theory of Lever'? What's 'Detailed Explanation of Roller Ginning Mechanism'? It's over. I read all these books in vain. I have no idea what they mean!"
"I'll fuck your ancestors too!"
"I don't understand anything about the Legalists and the Industrialists. But I can be sure that either the Holy Way is a lie, or all the books I have read are lying to me! How could this happen!"
"After dominating the poetry world, has he gone crazy and prepared to dominate the 'Sacred Way'?"
The person who just complained that Fang Yun wrote too many poems was stunned for a long time and slapped himself twice.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! What has Fang Yun done again?"
"Sell it quickly, I want to see Fang Yun!"
"Hurry up… "
"Hey? Where's my copy of The Holy Way? Cheng Zhili, you motherfucker! I bought it with great difficulty, and it's not even warm to my touch yet, why did you snatch it away? Twenty years of friendship is not worth a copy of The Holy Way? Stop right there, I'm going to fight you..."
"Fortunately, the imperial examination was gradually changed from the first day to the fifteenth day of the lunar month. If the examination was held today, at least half of the students would be blocked outside!"
After the new issues of "Holy Way" and "Literary News" went on sale, the people in front of the literary academies in the ten countries went crazy. The higher the literary status and the more books one had read, the more excited they were.
The matter continued to ferment, and especially after workers from all over the country heard about it, they rushed to the local academy of arts at all costs, wanting to be the first to grasp the information about the workers' technological innovation.
This time, no one counted how many Wen Tonghui there were. No one had the time to count. They just bought some and held them tightly before running home, because today there were many incidents of acquaintances, old friends and classmates snatching copies of "The Holy Way".
An hour later, more than one-third of the Wenyuan bookstores stopped selling because the printing speed of the printing workshops could not keep up with the sales speed.
Especially Jingguo, when he heard that Fang Yun had occupied a large amount of space in "The Holy Way" again and had a large number of articles on the Legalists and the Industrialists, he rushed to the Wenyuan Bookstore to buy it without caring whether he could understand it or not!
The Holy Way, which first recorded Fang Yun's poems and essays in April last year, has been sold for twenty times its original price in Jingguo, becoming a new favorite in book collections.
In the five cities where Fang Yun had lived, such as Ji County, Dayuan Prefecture, Yuhai Prefecture, Jingcheng and Ning'an County, as well as other major cities in Xiangzhou, many people stopped farming, working and reading and all rushed to Wenyuan Bookstore, fearing that they would miss this grand event.
Start a country.
"I can't take the palace examination!" Li Fanming slammed "The Holy Way" on the table.
"Chirp..." The big rabbit kept grinning.
Qing country.
Yan Yukong held up the "Sacred Way" and glanced at his staff, saying seriously, "Tell me, should I ask him to let us live?"
"Bang..." Xiang Lancheng, the son-in-law of the Qing family, overturned the desk.
"Bang..." Lei Shushan overturned the desk.
“Bang…” Ji Zhibai overturned the dining table.
“Bang…” Xun Ye, who was far away in the ancient land of Shihan, overturned the dining table.
"Bang..." The Demon King who was far away in the demon world overturned the table.
"Bang... Bang... Bang..."
Left Prime Minister Liu Shan stared at the table in front of him, not knowing what he was hesitating about. (To be continued.)i752