I Become A Saint By Studying

"All the seals are completed today. Tomorrow, we will give you a day off at the Beijing Cultural Society. If you want to watch the excitement, you can go."

Lin Yi looked at these Imperial Academy scholars with a smile.

"Your Highness is a thousand years old!"

"Your Highness is a thousand years old!"

Zheng Yu and others cheered and jumped up.

Those printing craftsmen also looked at this scene with a smile. They looked at His Royal Highness from a distance, feeling a lot of emotion in their hearts.

once Upon a time.

They never thought that one day they could be so close to Dayan's prince.

...

"Master Chen, you have worked hard during this period. After the literary meeting is over, let the people from the Ministry of Industry come to carry the money, and make movable type plates and type models as quickly as possible!"

Lin Yi is quite confident.

"Does the household department have money?" Chen Jingzhi was taken aback for a moment.

"I don't know if the household department has any money, but the officials of the household department must have money!"

Lin Yi did not elaborate.

Chen Jingzhi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Highness, can you...can you explain clearly to me?"

‘Aren’t you comfortable not getting to the bottom of it? '

Lin Yi looked at Chen Jingzhi, picked up a weekly newspaper stamped with His Majesty's autograph, and said, "Just ask Mr. Chen if you want to buy it?"

"purchase!"

Chen Jing subconsciously said, and then suddenly realized.

Which official would not want to own this weekly newspaper with His Majesty's seal?

Which scholar doesn't want to put it in the book and take it out for pilgrimages every now and then.

Lin Yi had an idea, and asked, "Master Chen, if I sell you a share, how much will you pay?"

Chen Jingzhi understood Lin Yi's thoughts, and said sternly, "If the name of His Majesty is alone, I think it is priceless!"

"Besides, His Majesty's name is in this weekly newspaper. It is more like His Majesty's will to the world. I think it is priceless!"

"However, if you really want to give me money, I will give... a tael!"

Chen Jingzhi still did not forget to explain, "The salary of the minister is one hundred taels a month. As a doctor in the Ministry of Industry, I was forced to rent a big house. The monthly rent is ten taels, plus the expenses of my mother and the minister. Give the minister's mother the order to give orders to his wife, and the maids around him must be matched..."

"I see!"

You held back... Lin Yi nodded, and patted Chen Jingzhi on the shoulder.

Men are not easy.

One person carries a family, occupies a high position, and must have a supporting Life standard.

"The monthly salary of a doctor in the Ministry of Industry is only one hundred taels, but Mo Youde, the prefect of Jintian Prefecture, and a thousand households of Longwei, can covet millions of taels of silver..."

When Lin thought of the properties confiscated by the Tianjin government, he was horrified.

Let Chen Jingzhi not eat or drink, and work for the court for thousands of years, in order to earn the money that Mo Youde and Jiang Bingshan were greedy for.

"This weekly report is for you, go back and show it to your mother!" Lin Yi said.

"Thank you Your Highness!"

Chen Jingzhi bowed and saluted, took the weekly newspaper with both hands, put it away solemnly, and then took his leave.

He told his mother about the weekly report, but her mother didn't quite believe it. How could the court expose his family's faults?

But now, mother will believe it.

With His Highness and His Majesty as one, Dayan will definitely get better and better.

...

"Come on!"

After Chen Jingzhi left, Lin Yi summoned an imperial guard.

"Your Highness!"

Knowing that Lin Yi is His Royal Highness, the imperial guards cupped fist and saluted.

"Get a carriage ready."

"Yes!"

Not long after the imperial guards retreated, they found a carriage and entered the printing workshop through the side door under Lin Yi's arrangement.

The completed Dayan Weekly was carried onto the carriage.

until night.

The weekly report affixed with His Majesty's seal was completed, and everyone let out a long breath.

More than 50,000 copies of newspapers are actually not heavy, only weighing more than 600 catties.

A carriage is enough to transport to Yueyang Mountain.

Lin Yi looked at Chang Sun Ce and others who were tired all day, and said, "Everyone go back to your room and rest. Tomorrow, you can go to the Beijing Literature Fair."

Among these Guozijian bachelors, except for Zheng Yu, everyone else lives in the dormitory of the official residence.

"Yes!"

Everyone was excited.

"Zheng Yu!"

Lin Yi then looked at Zheng Yu and asked, "Is your fiancée's home far from the imperial city?"

Zheng Yu said, "It's okay!"

"Let's rest here and go back tomorrow?" Lin Yi said.

"No, Your Highness, my fiancée's home is not far away, and I'll be there soon..."

Zheng Yu shook his head.

"Okay, go back and rest early!" Lin Yi didn't say anything more.

...

After everyone left.

Lin Yi leaned on the carriage, and tomorrow was the Beijing Cultural Society, so he thought of choosing Yueyang Tower as the venue.

He had an indescribable feeling.

Will this article specifically focus on Realm, which he is good at?

"Tomorrow will be the Wenhui, and the day after tomorrow will be the Dachaohui. Maybe I will move into the palace. From now on, the world will be as far as I can see..."

Lin Yi looked at everything in the Dayan Weekly, feeling a little bit reluctant.

But regardless of his own status or the path of literary cultivation, he is destined not to stay here forever.

There will be more things waiting for him to do.

...

the capital.

south city.

The lights on the road were dim, and Zheng Yu could only see the road clearly with his eyes in his eyes.

Feeling in the dark, I walked around for more than an hour before returning to the street outside my house.

There was a smile on his face.

After getting off work every day and walking for more than an hour, the greatest happiness is eating hot meals cooked by my fiancee.

And...the warm kang head.

He had promised his fiancée that he would definitely become famous in the future, and he would buy her a very large house in the capital.

Take her and her father-in-law and mother-in-law, and honor them well.

At the door of the horse house.

A girl with a little makeup on opened the door and came out.

"Rong'er!"

Zheng Yu, who was dragging his exhausted body, immediately regained his energy when he saw the girl.

That is his fiancée, Ma Xiaorong, whose father is Longwei Xiaoqi, whose family background is not bad in the capital.

However.

What Zheng Yu didn't expect was that when his fiancée Ma Xiaorong walked out of the house and looked around, she stretched out her hand blushing and pulled a man out from behind the door.

Then leaned against the man's chest.

hum!

pedal ~

Seeing this scene, Zheng Yu felt as if someone had hit his head hard, and his body took several steps backwards.

His eyes were red, he felt his heart had been stabbed, and his throat was sweet.

At the same time, a huge anger filled his heart.

"Calm down, Rong'er loves me, this should be her relative, maybe that cousin who often gives her presents!"

Zheng Yu was not impulsive, he and Rong'er looked forward to the future together.

He hid in a dark corner and watched quietly.

"Brother Ze, you are good or bad, the bed at home is old, but now you are good, you have shaken it!"

Ma Xiaorong looked at the handsome man with displeasure, and said coquettishly, "I don't even know what excuse to make when that fool comes back tonight."

Brother Ze squeezed Ma Xiaorong's butt, and said with a smile, "You little rascal, the one hundred taels of silver I left for you just now is not enough?"

"It's getting late, I should go back too, in case your fiancé comes back and bumps into her!"

He touched Ma Xiaorong's 'conscience' and said with a smile, "It's time to go!"

"I'm not afraid of being bumped into by that idiot. It just so happens that I can kick him away. All his salary in the Imperial College these years is with me, and I have saved it as a dowry to marry Brother Ze!"

Ma Xiaorong enjoys men's tricks very much, Xia Fei's cheeks.

"Rong...Rong'er?"

Zheng Yu's voice trembled in the darkness, full of fear, bewilderment, and uncontrollable anger...