The next day, many people got up early. The scholars and scholars pretended to have nothing to do and went to the teahouse and clean the hall. Today they came surprisingly early. They all looked as if nothing had happened, but their eyes looked a little...
My son's soul doesn't belong.
These noble people are different from ordinary people. They don't have to run around for a living. All they have to do every day is to recite poems and write poems and enjoy romance. Knowledge is what they value most, especially the principles they have read for decades.
There is no doubt that, but now, some people are promoting Sanyuan Studies with great fanfare, which makes people feel a little indignant.
Of course, the matter is not over yet. Everyone knows that what everyone is talking about most now is the counterattack of the famous scholars. Since Wang Shu, the official minister, is so contrary to the classics, naturally someone will come forward. But I don’t know how the famous scholars and great Confucians will refute him.
Just weird talk.
Thinking of this, everyone had some hope and wanted to read today's newspapers to see what else they would say.
Only with yesterday's experience did everyone know that even if they had money, they might not be able to buy it. I don't know how many people were willing to pay double or triple the price just to read Wang Shu's ridiculous nonsense.
In the minds of many people, it is a decent thing to hold a newspaper and read it in a tea shop.
You have what others don't have; you can get what others can't ask for. This is face, which is extraordinary.
Today in this teahouse, there were a few scholars who took yesterday's newspapers and started to pretend to read them. His posture immediately attracted the attention of many people. Some people only knew that Wang Shu was talking nonsense, but they didn't know what Wang Shu was talking about.
Knowing what Wang Shu's article was about, and watching other people's heated discussions, their eyes darkened, and they always felt a little embarrassed that they had no way to express themselves. So when these people saw someone holding out the newspaper, they immediately smiled and laughed.
I walked over to it, either to borrow it or to buy it, and my ears turned red.
"If this newspaper is published today, I must buy a copy." Many people's expressions were like water, but they had made up their minds.
Hours passed, and the creaking sound of feet came from the stairs again. This sound was different from ordinary tea doctors and tea guests. The footsteps were very heavy. Everyone listened and raised their ears. When the newsboy came, he still kept talking.
Opening his voice: "We are selling newspapers. The second edition of Xue Er Bao has articles written by Wang Bi, a contemporary scholar. In addition, You Wensheng, Zhao Ming... and other celebrities also have articles..."
In the middle of his call, many people didn't even care about being polite and said one after another: "Here, I'll give you one..."
"I...I want one..."
Everyone was shouting, and the noise reached its peak. The newsboy didn't know who he was sending it to, so he continued: "Three hundred coins a piece, so hurry up if you want it."
Some people couldn't help but said angrily: "Yesterday it was fifty cents, why is it three hundred cents today?"
The newspaper boy had already made his excuse: "Everyone, this newspaper invites many great scholars and celebrities to write articles, and the newspaper office has to pay for writing. How can these old gentlemen get away with hundreds of articles? What kind of knowledge do we have in the Ming Dynasty?
Is time so worthless?”
When he said this, the person who had been cross-examining immediately became mute. How could knowledge be worthless? If he said no, he would be drowned in saliva immediately.
Although the price has increased, most of the people here are wealthy people, and they don't care about such a small amount of money. They just want to see how those articles refute Wang Shu's Sanyuan theory.
In an instant, the newspaper was sold out. Those who were still hesitating just now had no choice but to regret it. As for those who bought the newspaper, they looked at it triumphantly and shook their heads in ecstasy.
It really makes those who can't buy newspapers so envious that their intestines turn green with regret.
"Little brother, do you still have this newspaper? Can you go to your newspaper office and get some more? I want four hundred copies too."
The newsboy was about to leave, but was stopped and questioned.
The newsboy smiled brightly and said: "The number of newsboys in each street has been determined. No more one, no more. Today's ones are sold out. Not to mention my place, even the newspaper office has no stock."
After that, he jumped downstairs.
I started late and was speechless when I heard the newsboy's words. I didn't expect that the newspaper was in such short supply. At this time, I couldn't be shameless enough to borrow it from others, so I had to drink tea with my head down.
Those who had read the newspaper also cheered at this moment. A person holding the newspaper said: "Happy, happy, Mr. Matsuyama is indeed a famous person in the world. These few sentences are so good and so happy. Such an article,
Such a sharp pen is really admirable.”
Another person who had taken the newspaper couldn't help but snap at the case and echoed: "Okay, okay, okay..."
They were dancing and dancing while watching it, but those who had no newspapers beside them felt even more scratched in their hearts. They just wanted to stretch their necks to see where the happiness and joy were.
……………………………………………………………………………………
The Ministry of Personnel is the head of the six departments and is located on the east side of the **, adjacent to the Ministry of Rites. Normally, this place is bustling with people, and the Yamen below come to ask for instructions, and there are also notes of instructions to be sent, and there are many decrees issued by the cabinet.
Beijing's foreign officials are busy with connections, and the flow of people coming in and out is like a temple fair.
Not far from here are some big houses, but the big houses are not inhabited by princes, but are the properties of some wealthy families. These wealthy families do not live here, but they rent them out and keep them.
It is for those who work for official positions, and there are many wine shops and brothels on the street, which are also used for welcoming people to and from people. If Fireworks Alley is the most lucrative place in the capital, then some streets near the official department can also be ranked second.
.
It is said that many high-ranking officials in the border areas have sent their families to rent houses here to live permanently, and deal exclusively with the officials of this official department, big and small, for nothing more than merit examination. It can be said that this official department determines the fate of many people.
Honor and disgrace should not be taken lightly.
It was still early in the morning, but there were already a lot of people. Wang Shu's sedan arrived outside the yamen on time. The bearer carefully put down the sedan. Immediately at the yamen door, a doorman ran over, opened the sedan curtain, and whispered: "
Sir, please get off the sedan."
Wang Shu in the sedan just hummed with a smile on his face, got out of the sedan, straightened his body immediately, looked up at the two big gold-lacquered characters in the official department, and didn't have much expression on his face.
He walked up the stone steps and walked in step by step.
The head of the first department is a very popular minister. It is precisely because of this that Wang Shu has already developed a face that remains unchanged despite the collapse of Mount Tai. Yesterday, the Xueerbao was spread, and Wang Shu also heard some news, but
He didn't pay too much attention to it, but when he entered the ministry hall today, Wang Shu felt a little strange.
Usually when the lower officials saw him coming, they would come over to greet him with a smile. Occasionally, someone from other yamen would come over to pass a note, and whether they were strangers or familiar faces, they would smile and say "Good morning, sir." Although there are people coming to greet him today.
, everyone is polite, but there is always something weird flashing on everyone's face.
"What happened? Why are people so weird today?" Wang Shu asked in his mind, but then he gave up the idea of going into the details. He didn't want to ask any more questions and went directly to the main hall and found a side room to drink tea.
This is Wang Shu's life pattern. His office is in this room. If there is something that the court officials are hesitant about, they will come here to ask for instructions. He occasionally reads the imperial newspaper, occasionally reviews official documents, and is very careful.
Don't go out in public and interact with people.
As soon as Wang Shu sat down, someone came with a livid face on his back. He was an official in his forties, wearing a red official robe and a winged hat. As soon as he came in, he stamped his feet and said, "Teacher, something big has happened."
Wang Shu was holding tea, his eyelids just slightly raised, and then he said slowly: "What's the big deal? Chu Cai, you are too impatient and the sky will not fall. Besides, how did I teach you in the past?"
?Don’t call me mentor in this yamen, call me lord. Don’t you know which is more important, national law or personal friendship? If you have anything to say, please tell me.”
The man named Chu Cai had to bow obediently, called "sir", and then said: "Sir, please look at this."
What Chu Cai was holding was a newspaper from the imperial court, but this newspaper was different from the imperial newspaper. Wang Shu didn't say anything, but took the newspaper and said with a smile: "What is it? It made you panic.
Like this..." Halfway through his words, he stopped talking. His attention had been completely attracted by the remarks in the newspaper, and his face began to look worse and worse.
After half a stick of incense passed by, Wang Shu snorted coldly. The front page was scolding him as Wang Shu and slandering Sanyuan Xue. Then the second and third pages were the same, but the people scolding were different and the scolding methods were different. Some were insinuating, and some were referring to Sang and Huai.
, some cited scriptures and then cursed, and some simply questioned Wang Shu's morality.
Wang Shu's face turned completely dark, and his breathing began to become rapid. He only saw the second page and couldn't put it down anymore. However, he was not excited, just pursed his lips, and then put the newspaper next to him.