The daily routine of the ancient imperial examination

Some people are happy and some are sad. While Yan Ruyu's bookstore is selling well, the Ruyi Bookstore on the next street is really full of sorrow.

That Boss Zheng still can't figure out why he poached the other party's people, and snatched the story and customers. Why did everyone go to Yan Ruyu's book shop again?

Puzzled, he asked the boy to make a disguise to snap up the most popular word on the market, the ten-year-old genius Jinshi.

The moment he saw the title, Boss Zheng wanted to vomit blood: "Outrageous! This is too outrageous! How can there be such a young Jinshi!"

The boy next to him saw that the boss was getting angry, and quickly echoed: "That's right! It's too outrageous! Isn't this bullshit!"

Boss Zheng endured the discomfort in his heart, opened the book, and roughly read the contents:

In it, the protagonist can talk at the age of one, run at the age of two, read and write at the age of three, and recite poems at the age of four... until later, everyone begged him to be an official.

After reading it, Boss Zheng's eyebrows jumped. He didn't even need logic for the sake of fun. He didn't expect to lose to this type of story!

"Write! Let our people do the same!" Standing up angrily, the script was also thrown to the ground heavily: "Our people are all veterans, no worse than those youngsters!"

"Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai!"

In the other room of Ruyi Bookshop, the five people who had been dug out looked at the storybook on the table with a bit of reluctance.

"We were dug here to write trash, why did we suddenly change our style of writing?"

The young man glanced at the old gentlemen, with a hint of impatience in his tone: "Don't worry about so much, our boss said, let you develop according to the story above, each write a book of this style, and wait until later You have to hand it in, and whoever fails to hand it in will be punished!"

"You!" One of them was anxious, "Writing a story is very inspirational. If you let us write it now, we can't write any good stories?"

The boy stretched out his little finger to pick out his ears, and said lightly: "It's a big deal, you can compare and write."

"They can read at three years old, you can draw at three years old, they can recite poems at four years old, you can compose poems at four years old, they can write poems at five years old, and you can learn both literature and painting at five years old. It’s only a few words, why can’t you write it?”

As soon as the boy finished speaking, the five of them were furious: "What you're talking about is plagiarism! Are you going to let us plagiarize?!"

The five of them have been talking about the world for decades, and their stories have always been the vane of the market. This time, they let the old people write the stories of the newcomers, which is a great shame!

"Plagiarism or not, we are here to meet the needs of the public." The boy felt that these people were making a fuss, and gave them a warning look: "Don't forget the contract you signed, no one is kind enough to pay for you this time." Liquidated damages ha~"

When the five people heard this, it was as if a gust of cold water had been poured on their heads.

That's right, when Boss Zheng poached the corner, he promised various benefits, as well as helping to pay liquidated damages, which solved their worries.

I thought it was just a story of counterattack, but I didn't expect them to be reduced to this point.

Isn't it just a few taels of silver a month?If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come here!It's a pity that it's too late to repent at this time, and they can't refuse this request, so they can only rush the ducks and put it on the shelves.

When Boss Zheng came to check it in the evening, those people had just written the beginning.

After reading the beginning of the five people, he put it back on the table in frustration.

"Bland! It's too plain! Compared with them, the story has no ups and downs at all!"

After hearing this evaluation, those few people were very unconvinced in their hearts. This is the beginning of what they thought about all day long!

"Boss Zheng! Don't you think their writing is too difficult to withstand scrutiny? How can there be such a person in the world?" One of them found out his own beginning and introduced it to the other party: "You see, the arrangement of my story is in line. Logical!"

Boss Zheng took the beginning and read it again, sighing: "I also know that your writing focuses on logic and realism, but this can't compete with them at all!"

The five people looked at each other after hearing this, and the person just now continued: "We have been writing books for a lifetime, and we really can't feel the goodness of the story given by you, Boss Zheng. I really can't write it!"

Hearing that Boss Zheng is even more helpless, he can't feel it himself, but why are there so many people in the market who like it?Are they out of date?

With a long sigh, he waved his hand: "Forget it, painting a tiger is not an anti-dog, you should continue to write the previous story..."

Leaving the bookstore, Boss Zheng was really unwilling to admit defeat, and he came up with his old idea in his heart, planning to have a meal with the new recruits from Yan Ruyu Bookstore.

After a meal, Boss Zheng spent a lot of money, but he still hasn't poached him away. The reason is that Shi Yunchen was prepared for this and increased the remuneration for the writers, and even sold the book Give them [-]% of the money!

The more you work, the more you get. The more books you write, the more you earn. No wonder those people refuse to come here.

Although Boss Zheng thought about getting his share, but the thousand taels liquidated damages this time was a bit too much, he had no choice but to give up poaching and began to find another way.

In the early morning of the next day, Boss Zheng started to look for newcomers. By noon, he had found more than a dozen candidates who had been in the industry for several years.

Boss Zheng also heaved a sigh of relief seeing the dozen or so people reading the scriptures of the young Jinshi mesmerizingly.

Since older people can't feel the brilliance of this kind of writing, then young people must be able to, right?

Feeling relieved, he began to ask these people to imitate. Young people do not have such a strong sense of morality. Under the temptation of money, they took up pens and began to write their own modified stories.

Seeing the busy scene in front of him, Boss Zheng was overjoyed for a while, and hurriedly ordered the boy to get some wine. He wanted to drink some wine to celebrate today.

However, the other party seemed to be relieved a little too early. After these people handed in the beginning of the story in the afternoon, Boss Zheng was speechless for a long time after reading it.

Nothing else, it's just that what these people wrote is too shocking!I have a wild imagination, but it is really unreliable!

There are people who can understand the outside world when they were born in the mother's womb, and they can call their parents when they are born!This is really out of tune!

What's even more outrageous is that, besides this, there is also someone who wrote that the male protagonist was invincible all over the village at the age of three, and successfully controlled the economic lifeline of the village at the age of five. Chickens are too scared to lay eggs!

Boss Zheng covered his face after watching this, and took a few deep breaths. He was unable to complain anymore, so he could only quickly ask the servant to drive the group of people out. It was really an eyesore.

The dozen or so people were caught off guard and kicked out without reacting.

Didn't they just write according to the requirements of the other party?how so?

But looking at the door that was about to be closed, those people rushed over: "Don't close the door yet! We haven't paid the retouching fee we agreed before!"

The young man is also a corner of the wind and the wind, after seeing his boss's attitude, he stopped licking these people at all, pretending he didn't hear it, and closed the door heavily.

Suddenly there was a messy knock on the door: "Open the door! Give us our touch-up fee!"

After hearing that there was no movement inside the door, those people became even more angry!After tossing them for a long time, it was really embarrassing to be kicked out of the door by the boy.

"How can the boss of your Ruyi Bookstore do this! You backtrack on what you say! No wonder it can't compare to Yan Ruyu's bookstore!" One of them scolded angrily: "With the attitude of your boss, I don't think you should sell books anymore, just close the shop and go home to farm. Bar!"

Boss Zheng, who came out to take a breath, heard this curse, and his chest felt even tighter. He almost didn't come up in one breath, so he could only hold his chest and beat him non-stop.

The boy next to him saw that his boss was angry, so in order to win the favor of the boss, he slapped the door twice and responded:

"You can only play lip service, and don't reflect on yourself! Just the trash story you wrote! It's so ugly! No wonder you've been nameless and transparent for so many years!"

As soon as the boy said this, he poured cold water into the frying pan, and it exploded instantly!

The people outside were furious when they heard this, and yelled at each other through the door, and even more tempered, they threw stones in through the courtyard wall.

Boss Zheng was almost hit by a stone the size of a fist, and he was also angry now, but he didn't dare to stay here for a long time. In order to prevent himself from being hurt, he decided to leave for a while.

But he also remembered today's vendetta, but it was just a few unknown newcomers, as long as he exerted a little pressure, they would not want to make a living by writing scripts in Ping'an Town from now on!

The people outside were still yelling and cursing. They didn't know that they had been targeted by the particularly vengeful Boss Zheng. At this moment, they just wanted to vent their anger!It's good to let off the annoyance and anger of being underappreciated all these years.

On the side of Ping'an Town, the world was turned upside down because of Shi Yunchen's strong intervention, and on Lu Xiuyuan's side, he also planned to set off from Dongshifu City and formally head for the provincial capital.

The distance between Dongshi Mansion and the provincial capital Linjie is very far. They deliberately chose a sunny day to set off. If all goes well, they should be able to reach the provincial capital of Linjie in ten days.

After driving for two days, they also reached the edge of Dongshi Mansion, a remote area bordering other mansions.

Lu Xiuyuan originally wanted to cross this place in one go, and then go to a more lively place to find an inn to rest, but when he looked up, he saw that the sun was hidden behind the deep clouds again, and the sky became gloomy.

In order to prevent the rainstorm from drenching them on the road, he finally asked Tian Si and the others to find a ruined temple and temporarily settle down.

After stopping and dismounting the horse, the guards had a clear division of labor to find firewood and water sources, but Lu Xiuyuan simply sat on the steps of the ruined temple because he was fed up with the small space of the carriage, and continued to read books and memorize articles.

A strong cold wind blew past, and the paper in Lu Xiuyuan's hand was blown away. Fearing that the strong wind would damage it, he quickly put the book away and closed it.

In this environment, he couldn't read a book, so he had no choice but to stand up and look around the distance.

This is a ruined temple on a high terrain. He can see several guards moving in the distance just by standing on the steps.

If you don't look at those people, the environment he is in now really has a somewhat spiritual and weird atmosphere.

After the sky outside turned pitch black, the guards finally came back one after another.

The light in the ruined temple became particularly dim due to the weather, and the guards lit a fire and began to boil water to prepare for tonight's food.

Today, due to external reasons, I can only make do with a little food.

Lu Xiuyuan put the steamed buns he bought in Dongshifu on sticks and put them on the fire. After they were browned on the outside and gave off a fragrance, he blew on the hot air and ate the crispy parts, and then continued to bake on the fire. .

After dinner, Lu Xiuyuan took out the cushions in the carriage and spread them on the floor, and slept on the floor with a book as his pillow. Hearing the crackling sound of the burning fire next to him, accompanied by the heavy rain, he soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, except for the sound of rain outside, there was no other sound around the ruined temple. The guards took turns to rest on duty, keeping a close eye on the entrance of the ruined temple, alert to possible crises.

And where the night guards couldn't see, the muddy sewage gradually overflowed the way they came.

The author has something to say: Everyone continue to press the claws and continue to maintain the formation! (laughs~