As the voice sounded, everyone turned their heads in surprise to look in the direction from which the voice came, but saw a young man who did not look good, this young man was of medium height, he was wearing a white-washed green shirt, and he looked quite down.

"Is it him?"

"Lu Zijian, why is he?"

After seeing the person who spoke, many people showed a look of surprise on their faces, this young man's name is Lu Zijian, and he is a Xiucai who lives in Xicheng District.

It's just that although he is a famous showman, but in the capital, where all the officials have grabbed a lot of money, a showman is really no different from a passerby, plus his parents died early, and he only cares about studying, and he has not passed the township examination for several years to obtain fame, and his life is extremely embarrassing.

I saw Lu Zijian stand up and hold his head high and said: "Uncle, the so-called husband and writer are also believers, righteousness, and the way of saints!" Originally, the students were very happy to hear that the uncle could uphold the teachings of the sage and establish a newspaper to publish the newspaper, thinking that the uncle wanted to practice the way of education, so that more people could learn the words of the sage, but they never thought that the uncle would be so willing to degenerate, give up classical Chinese and use vernacular, so what is the meaning of this newspaper, how to educate the people? ”

Seeing that Lu Zijian was actually on the bar with Yang Feng face to face, the people on the side were secretly surprised while admiring his courage, you must know that now they are facing an uncle of the Ming Dynasty, and his status is not only a few streets higher than them, this is good, he actually scolded him so mercilessly, is he not afraid that Jiang Ningbo will be angry and let people beat him up?

Just as everyone was looking at Yang Feng worriedly, for fear of anger, they sent someone to drag Lu Zijian out and beat him up, but Yang Feng rarely did not get angry, but set his eyes on Lu Zijian, "Who are you?" ”

Lu Zijian arched his hand towards Yang Feng: "Student Lu Zijian, please advise your uncle!" ”

Looking at the young man in front of him who was dressed shabby but had an arrogant face, Yang Feng didn't need to think much to know that this was another self-righteous young man, such people are generally more stubborn and rebellious, and after reading books for a few years, he thought that he knew everything and was already qualified to guide the country.

Well, in later generations, people usually refer to such people as secondary two teenagers.

"Okay, then I'll teach you!"

Yang Feng has always been unceremonious to such a person, and there has always been only one way to deal with Yang Feng, a second-year teenager, that is, to slap him with a big-eared scraper and slap him hard.

"You think of classical Chinese so well, that Uncle asked you, if all our newspapers are written in classical Chinese, how many ordinary people outside can understand it, except for the readers?"

He had already thought about this point, and he said without thinking: "Naturally, not many people can understand classical Chinese, but where did my generation of scholars come from, isn't it just to educate the world as the sage said?" It doesn't matter if the people can't understand it, we can teach them, as long as we uphold the purpose of teaching without class, one day most of our people in Daming will understand it after all. ”

"What day is it?" Yang Feng looked at Lu Zijian with a smile: "You won't let Ben Bo wait until his hair is gray, right?" ”

Lu Zijian frowned and said: "Uncle is different, since you want to educate the world, don't be afraid to spend time, as long as we ...... in this direction."

"Enough!"

Yang Feng interrupted him, "Ben Bo doesn't have time to listen to you talk about this nonsense at length here, more than 2,000 years have passed since Confucius was born, and he has not yet done to educate the world, why do you think Ben Bo can?" If you have the determination to go out into the streets and educate the people yourself, Ben will not stop you. But before that, the most important thing we have to do is to let our newspaper survive, otherwise we won't even be able to support ourselves, and we will talk about educating the world, and talking about what education is classless. ”

"The newspaper we run is a newspaper that ordinary people can read and understand, not those things that say Ziyue Shiyun just let the readers read it behind closed doors, do you understand? If you understand it, you can stay, if you still don't understand or don't want to understand, Benber can only say that the gate is over there, and you can't send it away! ”

Yang Feng's words were very resolute and cold, and at the same time, he also clearly told these self-conscious scholars that they would either listen to me and stay here to receive a high salary of five taels of silver a month, or they would go home to eat themselves, and don't be an uncle here in Lao Tzu.

Looking at Yang Feng's expressionless face, he definitely did not admit that he chose the latter among the choices between ideals and high salaries, after all, most of the people who could come to Yang Feng to apply for jobs were scholars who had no hope of the imperial examination or whose families were really difficult, otherwise they would not have come to this newspaper run by Jiang Ningbo, who was almost a civil enemy.

Lu Zijian wanted to pull out his legs and leave several times, but when he thought of the broken yard with four walls and the rice tank that was already empty enough to run mice, the legs he originally wanted to step out were firmly nailed to the spot by an inexplicable force.

Looking at the people sitting in place, Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, it seems that you agree with Benbo's words." Then you are also a member of this newspaper, all of you here are the editors of this newspaper, but the newspaper is still short of an editor-in-chief, and the position of editor-in-chief was originally to be selected from among you, but because you are new to the newspaper, Benbo doesn't know who is doing it who has that ability, so the position of editor-in-chief is temporarily held by the person assigned by Benber, you have no opinion on this, right? ”

The people present glanced at each other, and they all found that a green light appeared in each other's eyes, and they all nodded in unison: "That's very good!" ”

If someone paid attention to Yang Feng at this time, they would find that there was already a mischievous smile flashing in his eyes.

"Well, in that case, you should meet your future editor-in-chief and financial director first."

After speaking, Yang Feng nodded to Song Ye, who was standing behind him, and the latter opened the curtains behind him, revealing two slender figures, and soon there was an irrepressible exclamation in the room......

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Half an hour later, Yang Feng stood at the door of the courtyard and watched the people who were leaving, with an irrepressible smile on his face, Zheng Toniang walked to his side and said to him with some trepidation: "Husband...... Is this really possible? The concubine was very worried about whether she and her sister Bumu Butai would be able to suppress these arrogant scholars. ”

Yang Feng grabbed her hand and comforted: "Why can't it work, don't forget that when you were in Qinhuaihe, you were a famous talented woman in Nanjing, and Bumu Butai is also smart by nature, likes to read, and has strategies, with her to assist you, I am very confident in the development of the newspaper!" ”

It turned out that Zheng Toniang and Da Yuer were the editors-in-chief and financial directors selected by Yang Feng for the new newspaper. Yang Feng still clearly remembered the way when a group of scholars saw Zheng Tuoniang and Da Yu'er just now, their eyes were about to bulge.

After speaking, Yang Feng turned his head to Da Yu'er behind him and asked, "Bumu Butai, do you have the confidence to run this newspaper with Sister Tu Niang?" ”

"It's just a post report, who said I don't have confidence?" Da Yu'er looked confident, saying that this was just a piece of cake, but her subsequent words also exposed her inner uneasiness, "Besides, I am only responsible for the money of the newspaper, and Sister Tuo Niang is the editor-in-chief, if there is anything, the first person to look for is also Sister Tuo Niang, isn't it?" ”

"Hehe......"

Yang Feng laughed, stretched out his hand and rubbed Da Yu'er's head, and Da Yu'er immediately jumped up like a kitten that had been stepped on by its tail: "Yang Feng...... How many times have I said, don't touch my head! ”

"Humph......"

Looking at Da Yu'er who was humming angrily, Yang Feng and Zheng Tuoniang both laughed, no matter how smart Da Yu'er looked like, but she was only a fourteen-year-old girl after all, and what girls of this age hated most was that others treated her as a child, so she would have such a big reaction to Yang Feng touching her head.

After laughing, Zheng Toniang asked again: "Xianggong, since we have decided to run a newspaper, then naturally we have to choose a name for it, I don't know what name you have in mind?" ”

Yang Feng thought for a while and said, "This newspaper is called Pravda, what do you think?" ”

"Pravda?" Da Yu'er frowned cutely, "Is there any reason for this name?" ”

Zheng Toniang on the side thought about it for a while, but her eyes widened, and then murmured: "The truth is lonely, and the mind is confused, although you don't understand the truth, why not understand the vulgar." Messire...... This name is good. ”

Yang Feng laughed: "Tuo Niang, you are wrong, the reason why I chose this name is not what I meant. In the husband's view, the truth is the purest and most realistic truth, and the husband is to use this newspaper to tell those high-ranking scholars that not only those so-called sage books can teach people's truth, in fact, there are many things in this world that they do not know. Look at it, as long as our newspaper can continue, it won't take a few years for me to let anyone who really knows hear my voice! ”

Looking at Yang Feng's confident voice and firm laughter, Zheng Toniang looked at him with an unconcealed intoxication and admiration in his eyes, this is her Zheng Toniang's man, even Da Yu'er's eyes flashed a trace of admiration, but she quickly covered it up, and said softly: "Everyone will say big things, I want to see if you can do it, don't make jokes if you can't do it then." ”

"Bumu Butai, don't worry, this day will definitely not be too far away!" Yang Feng's words carried a strong confidence......

In recent years, several bookstores have approached him and wanted to invite him to the bookstore as a typesetting master, but he declined, these years Boss Wu has relied on his skills in the capital with a few apprentices to pick up some loose guys can live a very nourishing life, naturally do not want to go to the bookstore to be restrained, but these days someone has found the door.

This time, a middle-aged man about 30 years old came to the door, he was wearing a cyan robe, a square scarf, and a warm smile on his face, which made people feel good at a glance.

This middle-aged man who claimed to be surnamed Chen found Boss Wu the day before yesterday and wanted to invite him to work as a typesetting master in a newly opened newspaper, but Boss Wu refused.

"Master Wu, someone Chen is here to disturb you again. My lord heard that you are a well-known typesetting master in the capital, so I would like to invite you to our newly opened newspaper office as a typesetting master, and the salary is negotiable."

Boss Wu frowned slightly, and excused himself: "This lord, the villain has already told you that the villain's craft is ancestral, and the ancestors have rules for passing on their sons but not daughters, so the villain can only thank your owner for his kindness." ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Chen still smiled and said, "Master Wu, you have misunderstood, our owner has no intention of snooping on your ancestral craft. Our owner said that this time you are invited to work at our newspaper with a new typesetting machine, which is very different from your original boarding, so your worries are completely unnecessary. ”

Boss Wu's face changed slightly when he heard this, although the middle-aged man surnamed Chen said it very politely, but he heard the subconscious meaning of his words clearly, you still have the skill that you treat as a treasure or keep it for yourself, we can't look down on it at all.

Boss Wu, whose eating skills are despised, can't help but feel a trace of anger in his heart, not that he brags, thinking that although his Wu family is not famous in the capital, it is a well-known golden sign in the bookstore, others may be able to look down on him as a craftsman in terms of identity, but no one has ever dared to underestimate him professionally, which is also the reason why he can be prosperous in this industry.

"This lord, since you already have a new machine, why do you want to come to Xiao Lao'er and let Xiao Lao'er sacrifice ugliness? Xiao Lao'er still says the same thing, Xiao Lao'er will not pass on the ancestral craftsmanship to outsiders! After speaking, Boss Wu stood up, arched his hand to the middle-aged man surnamed Chen, and made a gesture of please.

Until this time, the middle-aged man surnamed Chen also hid the smile on his face, and he glanced at Boss Wu deeply before he said: "Since Master Wu is so prejudiced against our family newspaper, then Chen will no longer say anything and say goodbye!" With that, he stood up and strode outside.

"What...... You said that the master surnamed Wu was unwilling to come to work in our newspaper? ”

In the courtyard house that Yang Feng bought, which was used as the headquarters of the newspaper, Zheng Tuoniang's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, forming a good-looking arc.

"Yes, ma'am!" Chen Tian nodded a little ashamedly, as the first group of people to follow Yang Feng, Chen Tian was sent by Yang Feng to Yunnan Yunnan and Burma to buy jadeite, and was only recently transferred to the capital by Yang Feng, he was very embarrassed to say: "The master surnamed Wu mistakenly thought that we were trying to steal his ancestral typesetting skills, so his subordinates went to invite him several times in vain." ”

"These craftsmen!" Zheng Toniang shook her head helplessly, people with a little craftsmanship in these years have regarded the ancestral little thing as a treasure, and they refuse to leak it at all, but they are not interested in the leakage of confidential affairs of the imperial court, which is also a great spectacle.

"Forget it!" Zheng Tuoniang also sent a ruthless voice: "Without Zhang Butcher, it is difficult for us to eat pigs with hair, Mr. Chen, you will recruit people in the next two days, even if it is a raw apprentice, it does not matter, we must not delay the release of our newspaper!" ”

"Yes...... Subordinates understand! ”