Shuntian Prefecture Chief Office, waiting room.

This place was originally where Shuntian Prefecture Chief asked his subordinates to stay and wait, but it changed to an office hall that was common in later generations. A group of people wearing long gowns were busy in front of the case here, carefully experiencing the situation.

Get started with the business at hand.

Here, there were some unsuccessful letters from Shuntian Yamen, as well as disciples of the Fucheng Lord, and a young man who was brought from Shuntian Fucheng to the capital from Leizhou Prefecture.

Kang Wanrong is nearly 50 years old and his hair and beard are gray, but he is with everyone to participate in the editing of Shuntian Daily and prepare for the next issue of Shuntian Daily.

Three years ago, he finally gained the reputation of a child, thinking that it was finally time to go. However, the college entrance examination was setback, which made him finally understand that there was no hope for the academic journey. He was one of the most miserable scholars of this era.

For this reason, facing the poverty at home and the burden on his own, he had the idea of ​​suicide.

Fortunately, Wu Daoxing happened to rescue him through Songzilin and brought him back to Leizhou Prefecture and recommended him to Lin Weiran, who was then the prefect of Leizhou, so that he could have a new way of living.

After completely falling out of the Four Books and Five Classics, he helped Lin Qingran handle some daily affairs in Leizhou Prefecture, Guangzhou Prefecture and now Shuntian Prefecture, which gradually gave him a new understanding of life.

Especially seeing Lin Weiran's skills in dealing with things and his governance of Leizhou Prefecture and Guangzhou Prefecture made him understand that the sage's learning is indeed not in the book, but is contained in some daily affairs.

On the way to Beijing, he broadened his horizons and saw more clearly that the Ming Dynasty, where he had lived for nearly half his life, had a deeper understanding of the so-called saints' learning.

Kang Wanrong is no longer the old Tongsheng who was so depressed that he was about to commit suicide three years ago. At this time, he had a little more indifferent or even a little wisdom on his body, and was able to handle various matters in an orderly manner.

"Editor-General Kang, Master Fu Cheng let you in!"

A servant came near and said respectfully.

Kang Wanrong was writing something in a busy manner, looking extremely devoted, but he had no reaction to the officer's words.

The servant didn't understand why the Chief of the Mansion valued this little old man who was a little stupid and was only born with a fame and fortune in Tongsheng, but he still tapped the table and reiterated the words just now.

Kang Wanrong was interrupted by this movement and looked blankly at the servant who had appeared at some point. After a moment, he seemed to have finally received what the servant said just now, and then he said "Oh".

He respects the boss who gave him fame and life to his children. In his heart, Lin Qingran was not only his boss, but also his teacher.

But he knew in his heart that although the two had masters and apprentices, it was difficult to have the name of masters and apprentices.

He was just a kurai wood who had achieved fame and fame for his child after most of his life. Only a genius like Wang Honghai could become a disciple of the "teacher". How could he let the other party accept the disciple of his boss?

When Kang Wanrong learned that he was going to summon him, he carefully placed his pen on the bookshelf, and then took the paperweight stone to press the paper. After confirming that everything was right, he hurriedly got up and walked into the duty room inside.

Lin Wei, wearing a fourth-rank official uniform, looked so powerful. He was sitting in front of the desk facing west and east, reading carefully with paper in his hand. Perhaps influenced by Wu Shan, his face slightly

Keep it calm, no matter how sad or happy you seem to have this expression.

"Dongweng, are you looking for me?"

Kang Wanrong, wearing a long gown, walked in and looked respectfully and whispered softly.

Lin Qingran has a decisive and decisive way in his work. He heard this and said directly: "Yes! I have read your manuscript and it is well written! But the characters must be more specific, don't be too stereotyped, and you must leave a clear picture for readers.

Impression!”

"Xie Dongweng's teachings!" Kang Wanrong was very humble and received the teachings.

During his years of getting along and on his way to Beijing, he often talked about Lin Qinran telling Hu Niu some martial arts intentions. He felt deeply sorry to learn that this story was compiled by Lin Qinran, but it was not included in the book.

With Lin Weiran's permission and Hu Niu's retelling, he decided to write this story like the compilation of the Analects of Confucius, a disciple of the former Saint Confucius, and thus be able to be passed on to the world.

It was originally a little hobby of him, but more than ten days ago, Lin Weiran suddenly asked about this matter and wanted to go to the manuscript he had written before.

Then, under the guidance of Lin Weiran, he revised the "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and published it in the name of Kang Wanrong. However, he was unwilling to invade the teacher's things, and realized that it was indeed not appropriate to publish it in the name of the teacher.

, so I chose the new account "Jin Yong".

Lin Qingran nodded slightly and handed the manuscript back to him and said, "You have written very well! Take it back and make some modifications, and will continue to be published in the new issue of Shuntian Daily tomorrow."

But I have to admit that Wu Daoxing is quite accurate in his view of people. Kang Wanrong is indeed a talented person, and his writing ability is extremely talented. Perhaps because of his experience, coupled with his unsuccessful success in the imperial examination, he instead

Let Kang Wanrong perform his talents better.

In time, his level will definitely surpass "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and become a master-level figure in this era.

"yes!"

Kang Wanrong took the manuscript and withdrew. In essence, he already liked this feeling of writing, liked this spirit of chivalrous, and was even more intoxicated in the martial arts world and could not extricate himself.

Things are both happy and worried, and the sales of Shuntian Daily are both good.

From free to charging, this is undoubtedly a pain.

After enjoying the free benefits, I suddenly need to charge ten cents per copy, which really makes many people unable to accept it for a while. As Huang Zhongda said, valuable books from ancient times to the present are articles or poems by famous teachers and great books, and these posts

Things that are freed up are really not allowed to be used.

The same is true. The paid version of Shuntian Daily was sold all day, but only a few hundred copies were sold, and this amount of money was far from making up for the cost and daily expenses of Shuntian Daily.

"Hundreds of servings? Why are there so few?"

When Lin Weiran saw the latest sales data, his brows frowned slightly.

Although he knew that the sales of Shuntian Daily would inevitably collapse after charging, and many scholars would give up reading Shuntian Daily, the sales data was still beyond his expectations.

You should know that the proportion of scholars in Beijing is the highest, especially during the Beijing Inspection and Examination period, the number of literacy personnel may reach hundreds of thousands. At present, the Ming Dynasty scholars have the most pockets, and the number of books market share is hundreds of thousands.

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Chapter completed!