Chapter 952: A Thousand Words

With the news of the enactment of the patent law, the people of Chang'an City still did not think so, but after the news of copyright came out, the literati and scholars of Chang'an City cheered.

"Copyright!"

Many literati can't help but look proud, this is the right that people in the world dream of, the main purpose of writing poems has always been to make a name for themselves, there is no income at all, ordinary literati are even counted, even if it is such an amazing poem of Mo Jiazi, it is the same.

However, once the copyright of the literati is finalized under the patent law, any publication that wants to publish their poems will have to pay the associated fees. For the literati, money is not a trivial matter, but more importantly, it is a kind of recognition and a kind of glory.

"Copyright! Kong Yingda was bought by the Mo family like this! In the Confucian station, Wei Si'an asked incredulously.

According to his understanding, once the patent law was promulgated, it was obviously the Mohists who benefited the most, and how could the Confucian family, as the leader of Confucianism, sit idly by, but did not expect to be easily bought by a copyright.

Yu Zhining couldn't help sighing and said: "Mo Jiazi has grasped the weakness of literati, with copyright, literati can gain fame and fortune, no one will refuse, and Brother Confucius has to push the boat down the river." ”

"It's just a little bit of polishing money!" Wei Si'an couldn't help but snort coldly, and said with disdain.

Yu Zhining shook his head and said: "Although I can't count this amount of money, it has become a way to make a living for poor scholars."

Although the fee for a pen is very small, it can't last for a long time! If a literati has a good reputation, it will definitely be a lot of money to receive a pen fee in his lifetime, not to mention the copyright for 50 years after his death, which can be regarded as leaving a financial path for future generations.

"Then do we still want to build up momentum in the Confucian press to oppose the patent law?" Editor-in-chief Ma on the side frowned and said, Originally, in order to oppose Mo Jiazi's patent law, he had already asked someone to write an article criticizing Mo Jiazi, but he didn't expect that a copyright suddenly popped up to disrupt their pace.

Yu Zhining shook his head helplessly, if they could still make a stumbling block for the Mo family before, but the Mo family added copyright to the patent law, if the ink journal objected again, the Confucian journal would offend a group of literati, and this kind of self-destruction of the Great Wall was not done by a wise man.

"The editor-in-chief is not good, and the ink journal publishes an article to solicit contributions from the people of the world." Suddenly, an editor of a Confucian journal came to report in shock.

Editor-in-chief Ma laughed angrily when he heard this: "It's just a big joke in the world, my generation of literati is the son of a saint, how can he fall to the Mo family, the Mo family is just taking his own humiliation." ”

Editor-in-chief Ma is not worried at all about the behavior of digging up the wall of the ink magazine, the Confucian journal is the authentic Confucian publication, how can the people of the world switch to the ink magazine, doesn't this make the world laugh? In the end, it was the Mo family who lost face.

The editor who came to report said with a wry smile: "The editor-in-chief doesn't know, the ink journal is a paid solicitation, everyone in the world can mail their own poems, and the Mo family will open a poetry column. ”

"A thousand words!" Wei Si'an couldn't help but exclaim. Even if it is a five-character quatrain with a small number of words, that poem is enough for twenty yuan, and if it is a seven-character poem with a large number of words, it is full of one hundred and twelve words, that is, one hundred and twelve words.

However, if you want to ask whether the one hundred and twelve times of ink magazine flowers are worth it, of course it is worth it, and the poems that can reach a thousand words must be a peerless masterpiece, not to mention a thousand words of poetry, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand words.

The editor who came to report nodded and said: "The number of words in the poems of Essays and Yuefu is more, ten to one hundred words per word, and the policy is one to ten words per word, and even the legend is priced up to 1,000 words and 100 words." ”

"Ink magazine is going to do with us!" Editor-in-chief Ma gasped and said, before that, if the literati wanted to publish articles, they would definitely be inclined to Confucian periodicals, but under the temptation of so much money in ink magazines, I am afraid that a large number of literati would definitely turn to ink magazines.

"It's simply unreasonable, Editor-in-Chief Ma, you immediately publish an article in the Confucian journal and tell the people of the world that my Confucian journal also collects manuscripts for a fee, and we will definitely not let the Mo family compare with us." Wei Si'an said young and vigorous, although it is a bit painful to pay the subordinates for the publication, but if the Confucian journal does not do anything, it will definitely make all the subordinates in the world win over, after all, the price of a thousand words is not a small amount.

Yu Zhining sighed slightly: "If the Confucian journal also solicits manuscripts, it will fall into the trap of the Mo family." ”

"What do you say?" Wei Si'an couldn't help but be stunned.

Yu Zhining explained: "The reason why the Mo family did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to implement the paid solicitation of manuscripts is not for the ink periodicals, but to improve the value of the literati's copyright, so as to implement the patent law that is beneficial to the Mo family. ”

"Otherwise, the Confucian journal and the ink journal are working against each other, and we don't pay for the manuscript!" Wei Si'an asked cautiously.

Yu Zhining snorted coldly: "The ink magazine has the largest circulation, and it gives money, and when the time comes, the best poetry articles in the world will be submitted to the ink magazine, or in less than half a year, the ink magazine will be able to run out of the Confucian periodical." ”

"Not really! Our Confucian journals are the authentic Confucianism! Editor-in-chief Ma was a little surprised.

"No, in the face of money, what is the use of the so-called false name! Those who submit articles are just seeking fame and fortune, not seeking fame and fortune, that is a saint who has not produced a person for 500 years, once or twice others let you use it for free, and your Confucian journals are full of money, can you have no opinion? Yu Zhining said loudly.

Wei Si'an couldn't help but say angrily: "In this way, what Confucianism does is wrong!" ”

Yu Zhining nodded and said: "Yes, this is the Yang conspiracy of the Mo family, even if you are paid to solicit manuscripts, you can only attract some literati, and there will still be quite a lot of literati to contribute to the ink journal!" ”

"Why is that?" Wesian simply collapsed.

"How many articles can be published in a Confucian periodical, and how many literati are there in the world, and those who contribute to Confucian journals make a lot of money, while other literati who have not been adopted are bitter, can the rest of the literati have no opinions?" Yu Zhining spread his hands.

"Mo Jiazi, it's really calculating!" Wei Si'an said hatefully, a copyright is simply killing two birds with one stone, and buying literati in one fell swoop can pass a patent law that is beneficial to the Mo family, and let the ink journal get out of the predicament.

Editor-in-chief Ma couldn't help but sigh, there was still a layer of worry in his heart, if there was a paid solicitation of papers, although the Wei family had extraordinary financial resources, but after all, Wei Si'an was the second son, and the wealth at his disposal was limited, how could he compare to the wealth of Mojia Village, not to mention that the other party also had the Mo family, an expert in turning stones into gold, this time, the dispute between the literati of the two families, and the Confucian journal would definitely fall into disadvantage.