Guo Zhi, a dignified beauty hunter, could not do anything offensive to the public morals such as releasing water on the street corner. The urge to urinate came to him, and all he could think about was taking a shortcut to his friend's house, where he would urinate all the way.
Bianjing is too small to have the neat lifang system like Chang'an and Luoyang.
The layout of Bianjing is a street and alley system, with one main avenue along the street, and the surrounding shops and houses are supplemented by countless alleys and alleys.
Guo Zhi is a native of Xiangyi, Kaifeng, and has lived in Bianjing since childhood.
I know the alleys and alleys all over Kaifeng very well. I turned left and right, and within a short time I arrived at the alley in the backyard of Songzhai.
The originally dark alley was unexpectedly bright. As soon as Guo Zhi turned the corner, he saw two carriages carrying things to the small gate in the backyard of Song's house.
There are boxes of them, which look very heavy.
Guo Zhi instinctively stepped back and huddled in the street corner.
After Guo Zhi became the top student in high school, he was assigned by the officials to serve as a judge in Dali Temple.
The Dali Temple prison case trial was equivalent to the Supreme Court of later generations.
Guo Zhi has read many criminal case files and has been exposed to several cases over the years, so he has a certain sensitivity and intuition in this regard.
After a quick glance, the person hid before his mind could turn.
Lu Mengzheng, who was following behind, also saw Guo Zhi's dilemma and did not rush him.
He was not used to the alleys and alleys of Bianjing, so he walked very slowly, seeing Guo Zhi's reaction in his eyes.
Lu Mengzheng was clever and deliberately slowed down his steps and slowly came closer.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the two people looked solemn.
This is a normal exchange of gifts, so why go through the back door at night?
In ancient times, it was normal for wealthy people to spend a lot of money on gifts. Zhao Kuangyin once sent a thank-you gift worth a million dollars to thank Luo Youdu for resolving the matter between Zhao Kuangyi and Wei Renpu.
The two of them tacitly agreed not to mention the visit, but waited quietly in the dark.
They are not sure of the cause and effect. They don't know who gave the gift or whether it is legal, so they dare not make any hasty conclusions.
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The front yard of Song's house.
Song Bai sent the two brothers Chen Wenxian and Chen Wenyi out of the mansion and said goodbye politely.
Walking lightly into the house, Song Bai felt a little lighter under his feet. He was in a happy mood. He returned to the study, thinking of the flattery of the Chen brothers, the generous gifts they sent, and their grievances for him. In a moment of inspiration, he picked up the
With a swipe of the brush on the table, a poem with a profound metaphor came out:
Who dyes the branches and leaves and cuts them off, but makes the fragrance come one after another.
Chun Bing teaches the Lord of the third month, and the heaven and heart unite and open together.
How to nourish chrysanthemums even if there is no dew, how can the east wind not bloom plum blossoms?
She frowned and looked sad, but she also suspected that she was destined to be born rather than talented.
The last sentence "It depends on fate but not talent" is the finishing touch.
Song Bai was lonely since he was a child and was raised by his mother. Until he was thirteen years old, he wrote an article that shocked Daming Mansion.
From then on, Song Bai gained the name of a child prodigy and received support from his tribe. From then on, he went smoothly and attracted much attention.
In the imperial examinations in the past years, he, Song Bai, topped the provincial examinations with an absolute advantage and became the first choice for the number one scholar in most people's minds.
Song Bai also regarded the number one scholar as his own.
As a result, Guo Zhi, the unknown leader of Suoxiang High School, was ranked last.
Song Bai did not dare to show dissatisfaction in front of outsiders, but deep down he was ashamed of Suo Xiang.
Even if Guo Zhi was the number one scholar in high school, Song Bai would not be like this.
Suoxiang's literary talent was not even ranked among the top ten in his class.
"Even if you are as wise as your Majesty, you may make mistakes sometimes. I don't know if he regrets it or not."
Song Bai muttered.
Among Sanding A Middle School, Suo Xiang was transferred to Hehuang, and Guo Zhi worked in Dali Temple. Only he was quickly promoted and became the editor of Jinzou Academy, responsible for the typesetting of newspapers, and his future was the brightest.
At this time, the butler's voice came from outside the house: "Master Sir, the gift list for Mr. Chen's family has been calculated."
Song Bai suddenly became energetic and walked out of the study quickly. He took the gift list and looked at it carefully: there was a long list of gifts, including coins, silk and cloth, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone...
There is a smile that cannot be hidden between his eyebrows.
"Send them all to the warehouse and don't tell anyone about them."
Song Bai warned.
Song Bai was not extravagant, on the contrary, he was very frugal, and Luo Youdu responded to his style of diligence and frugality.
But because I was afraid of poverty when I was young, the more wealth my family has, the more secure I feel.
If you have money that you don’t need, just leave it alone.
As for the matters arranged by the two brothers Chen Wenxian and Chen Wenyi, Song Bai didn't care.
In fact, his current status is not enough to do whatever he wants in Jinzouyuan.
It's just that the officers who entered the memorial hall were old and lacked energy. However, Song Bai was quick in thinking and had profound knowledge in poetry and prose. He was highly regarded, so he had power that did not belong to his own authority and influenced to a large extent.
Publishing of newspapers.
There is so much content in newspapers, so what if there are a few mediocre ones mixed in?
Song Bai didn't realize at this moment that one or two articles really meant nothing.
But collecting money has become a habit, and the number of unsatisfactory articles has gradually increased, which has a direct impact on the quality of the newspaper.
On this day, Song Bai sorted out the manuscripts to be published tomorrow and asked his subordinate He Jun to send them to the printing department.
He Jun looked unconvinced and hesitated to speak.
Song Bai took a look and said, "What's wrong?"
He Jun said angrily: "People from the printing department slander the editor."
Song Bai was kind and sincere to others. Except for his prejudice against Suo Xiang, he was polite to everyone.
As Song Bai's subordinate, He Jun admired him very much.
Song Bai smiled and said: "Let them say it, no one is perfect." He felt magnanimous and was not afraid of people talking behind his back, but thinking of his family's treasury, he said casually: "What are you talking about?"
He Jun said: "The newspaper is not as exciting as before, and the sales volume is not as good as before. Before entering the memorial hall, it was overcrowded, but now there are not many people."
The Luo Yu court made great improvements in printing and papermaking compared with the past.
But this kind of technological progress requires a process.
The current price of newspapers is not low, and most ordinary families are reluctant to buy them.
More scholars often see content they like in newspapers and go to Jinzouyuan to copy it in person.
The small flow of people entering the memorial hall directly shows that there are not many articles to attract readers and there is a lack of desire to copy.
Song Bai's face turned pale for an instant. He realized the seriousness of the problem and was extremely upset.
He waved He Jun to step back. He wanted to pick up the pen but found that his hands were trembling.
"what to do?"
Song Bai endured the discomfort, but an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of his boss, intending to rectify the issue of the Memorial Hall.
Jinzouyuan and newspapers have been around for a long time, but the Luo and Yu court had some tricks and used newspapers as the mouthpiece of the court to influence the world.
But after all, this is the first time, and many places are crossing the river by feeling for stones. The system needs to constantly discover problems and then correct them to make them more reasonable and efficient.
A glimmer of hope flashed in Song Bai's eyes. He pointed out the problems existing in the memorial hall and solved them one by one. Then he went to His Majesty to get His Majesty's approval and His Majesty's support.
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