Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading - Chapter 72
[Chapter 72 The New Newsletter Is Coming (End)]
“Yang Houye!” An angry shout came from outside the study, and soon, the door of the study was pushed open, and a majestic middle-aged man in a sixth-rank official uniform held a stick in his hand. Bamboo stick, stepped in.
Yang Houye, who was transcribing the classics, saw someone coming, got up quickly, and saluted: ”
Father !” Hitting at himself, neither dodging nor dodging, intending to forcefully take the stick.
Father Yang still couldn’t bear the fact that it was his own son who was old enough to have a son, and the bamboo stick stopped three inches from Yang Houye’s cheek. At this time, Yang Houye’s mother rushed over anxiously. Seeing this scene, she rushed forward and stood in front of Yang
Houye: “Master, what are you doing? How did Hou Ye provoke you!”
Father threw the bamboo stick in his hand to the ground and pointed at Yang Houye: “Have you resigned from the Wenchang Pavilion Transcription Department?”
Yang Houye nodded: “Yes.”
“You… You…are mad at me…” Father Yang sat down angrily, “Do you know that I owe you several favors in order to get this job for you! I’m really mad at you…”
Mother Yang turned her head and glared at Yang Hou Ye stepped forward and ran down Father Yang’s chest, whispering comfortingly: “Master, isn’t it just an errand? Our child is in the top ten of the academy, and he will be able to become an official next year. You will have to resign sooner or later.”
“What do you know?” Father Yang scolded angrily, “Wenchang Pavilion Transcription Department, the transcribed “Wenbao” is distributed all over the world. As a transcriber, he will naturally have a little bit of education. It will be of great benefit to his future development!”
Said, Father Yang looked at Yang Houye again: “Tell me, why did you quit this job!”
Yang Houye gave another respectful salute, and explained unhurriedly; A job job, there are errands every seven days, and I don’t want to be distracted, so I resigned from the Wenchang Pavilion Transcription Department.”
“What job job?” Father Yang was even more angry, and asked under pressure.
“Wan Anbo wants to start a new newspaper, and he needs people who can ‘write a thousand words’ to transcribe his articles. The eight academies in Beijing have contracted this job and sent it to the students to complete. Hai’er is one of the people who passed the academies’ assessment and obtained the qualification to transcribe One.”
“You’re going to piss me off!” Father Yang pushed Mother Yang away, and picked up the bamboo stick on the ground, “An earl who came out of nowhere is playing with words, and you actually…” Father Yang’s bamboo stick was halfway swung, and suddenly He stopped, “You mean, Wan Amber?”
“Exactly!”
Father Yang calmed down instantly, and the bamboo stick in his hand slowly dropped. Among other things, Yang Ziting, the wife who was promoted because of “Du Shiniang”, is his younger brother.
Regarding this uncle, there have been rumors in the official circles, saying that “one piece of writing shines, and two poems shake the court.”
“But…” Father Yang hesitated for a long time, and said, “That shouldn’t be the case… ”
It’s just that before Father Yang’s words fell, Yang Houye seemed to sense something, and took out a jade tablet from his sleeve, and the green light on the jade tablet was shining. Yang Houye hurriedly bowed again: “Father, the academy is urgently called, Wan Anbo’s essay is about to start transcribing. My child will leave first, and come back to receive the punishment…”
After Yang Houye finished speaking, he rushed out of the study. Father Yang stood there in a daze, staring at the bamboo stick in his hand, and fell to the ground in resentment.
Almost at the same time, students living in various places in Zhongjing City ran out of their homes one after another and rushed to their respective academies.
…
Red Sleeve Academy.
In the Qingyun Building, there are female Confucian scholars in Yishui, Yingying Yanyan, so seductive.
The female teacher with a serious face came in, and all the Confucian scholars stood up quickly, bowed and said, “See you, Master.” The
female teacher nodded slightly, motioning for everyone to sit down, and then waved her long sleeves, and beams of light flew out of the female teacher’s sleeves , fell in front of the women and turned into a stack of manuscripts.
“This is the first chapter of “Swordsman” written by Wan Anbo. The master of the academy transcribed it. There is paper in the table, and you can start transcribing it. But I have something to say first. Before this manuscript is published, you must not reveal anything to the outside world. Words. Anyone who discovers them will be punished severely. Let’s start!” The
female Confucian scholars hurriedly picked up the manuscript and read it. To “write a thousand words”, you need to make a “nasal draft” first. The so-called “abdominal draft” means to memorize the content of the article completely, and then cooperate with the calligraphy skills of “dragon and snake” with awe-inspiring righteousness to achieve rapid transcription.
For a while, Qingyun Building was quiet, only the sound of some people reading in low voices was heard.
Cheng Diefei has never seen such an article, the writing is fluent and the characters are vivid. The rich young master in bright clothes and angry horse at the beginning fell into a killing situation in an instant. The sad thing is that we don’t know who the murderer is.
When Cheng Diefei saw Lin Pingzhi rushing out of the red line of death, holding a three-foot sword, and scolding the murderer angrily, a ball of blood surged in his heart. The young master who seemed pampered in the previous article actually has such a brave appearance.
She forgot to question where the government is here, and also forgot to wonder why there were no traces of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. What she saw were the “everyone” she usually saw.
They actually have the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the ground, and they can also master power beyond ordinary people.
The swords, guns, swords and halberds that I usually think are not very elegant, unexpectedly bloomed with dazzling brilliance in the collision.
Is this the world in Wan Amber’s heart?
Cheng Diefei has already mastered the ability of “one eye and ten lines”, but now he reads down every word seriously. There are not many manuscripts, only a dozen pages, but every time he takes out a page, Cheng Diefei feels that his heart is missing order something.
“Who is the murderer? Manuscript, you have to hold on!” The
female teacher looked down from the podium, no one was using “One Eye Ten Lines”, they were all reciting seriously, and a burst of pleasure rose in her heart: These little girls, wait When you see the broken chapters, you can understand the state of mind of us masters before.
Sure enough, when the last sentence “How could he use my Lin family’s evil sword technique of the Lin family” came to an end, the air in the entire transcribing room suddenly stagnated, and then there were voices of anger.
“It’s gone? Why is it gone?”
“What about the bottom? Why is it gone?”
“Wan Amber, have you tried the pink fist?”
“Master, I won’t copy it anymore, I’m going to find Wan Anbo!”
“Go together, go together…”
Cheng Diefei carefully closed the manuscript and picked up the brush.
“Can I read this kind of article every seven days?”
“I’m really looking forward to it…”
At
almost the same time, other academies in Zhongjing.
“Damn! This broken chapter actually forced me to say indecent words!”
“Why did it break here! Wan Anbo has bad intentions!”
“I’m more angry than Du Shiniang!”
“People who don’t want to read The idea is clear, Wan Anbo is in vain as a writer!”
“Shame on the literati !” “Secondary, shame
on the literati!”
“Books and prose are proud of the world, shame on the literati!”
…
Wan Anbo’s mansion.
“Xiao Ji, have all the articles been sent to the academy?”
“Sent it.”
“I watched the door today, I always feel that someone will throw a blade at our house…”
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