The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Master Zhou suddenly shut up.

Fang Yun knew what Master Zhou wanted to say, because everyone knew some things.

Half-Saint Chen Guanhai is nearly two hundred years old, and was injured while fighting the Barbarian Saint. The hostile Qing Kingdom once spread rumors that Chen Guanhai would not last five years. If he fought to the death with the Barbarian Saint again within five years, he would probably die directly.

There is no country without saints.

Once there are no half-saints left in Jingguo after the death of Saint Chen Guanhai, according to the ten-nation agreement, several neighboring countries can annex Jingguo and assume the responsibility of guarding the border.

There are even rumors that the Zuo Prime Minister and Qing State have colluded to weaken Jing State's power and prepare for Qing State's annexation of Jing State in the future.

Fang Yun put the holy page into a brown paper bag and said, "Please thank Mr. Cai for me for publishing the document..."

"Don't worry, I will issue the publishing paperwork tomorrow. Are you planning to combine the two novels into one book?"

"Yes. In addition to writing the preface, I also need to print tens of thousands of promotional pages, which also need to be reviewed by the Academy of Arts. Can you make it easier?" Fang Yun asked.

"Give it to me and I will issue the documents together tomorrow." Master Zhou said.

"Can I write now?" Fang Yun didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

"Go to my study." Master Zhou led Fang Yun to the study.

Fang Yun thanked Master Zhou and sat in the study thinking about how to advertise the new book. In this world without television or the Internet, the best way is to distribute leaflets everywhere, so the content must be well thought out.

Master Zhou flipped through "The Romance of the West Chamber" and "The Romance of the Pillow" and kept the wonderful parts in mind.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Yun finally wrote an introduction leaflet of more than 100 words, but the content was too exaggerated. He carefully handed it to Master Zhou and observed Master Zhou's face.

Master Zhou took it and took a look, burst out laughing, and said, "Have you read Love in the West Chamber and Become a Confucian in the Pillow? You are so lucky, why are you so frivolous?"

Master Zhou continued to read, and after reading it, he looked helpless and completely defeated by Fang Yun.

"The journey of a child born before the only double-A saint in Jingguo? A painstaking new book by the author of the only three poems with the same brilliance in the monthly "Holy Way"? Contains the secrets of the imperial examination of literary students? Highly recommended by Jiangzhou Academy of Literature this year? It is written by a bachelor Wow? You were silent for a long time after seeing each other? Fang Yun, are you not afraid that I will punish you for spreading rumors and causing trouble? If nothing else, how could Wen Xiang be silent for a long time?" Chief Zhou wanted to use his official authority to suppress Fang Yun. But he was completely distraught by this weird promotional page.

These words seemed unbelievable, but when you think about it carefully, they are really attractive. Mr. Zhou admitted that he couldn't think of such a strange sentence even if he tried hard.

Fang Yun said calmly: "Sir, you said that "The Pillow Story" can be included in "The Holy Way". This book will definitely be presented to Wen Xiang. He should not comment on it in a short time, but of course he will remain silent for a long time."

"Then if Wen Xiang is very dissatisfied with this book, wouldn't you shoot yourself in the foot?"

"Then even better, I can say 'This is a literary work that shocks and angers'!"

"Quia!" Master Zhou shook his head and laughed.

"Isn't this promotion content good?" Fang Yun asked.

Master Zhou pondered for a moment and said: "'After reading "Love in the West Chamber", "I will become a great scholar after reading "The Pillow" is too much. You can let your people say it, but don't put it in words, so as not to give others clues. As for It doesn’t matter if the bachelor is so impressed by it. The Lord of the Academy appreciates you very much, so he won’t be angry. As for the text, just delete it and write a new one for me.”

"Okay." Fang Yun removed the last word and added: This is a lingering and pathos love story. This is a tortuous and touching legendary experience. The first three poems of Shuangjia Sheng are dedicated to Fang Yun with all his heart!

After Fang Yun finished writing and looked at it carefully, he felt a strange smell of a period drama about bitter romance coming to his face.

Master Zhou was speechless for a long time as he looked at the last sentence. Fang Yun simply used his literary name to the extreme without being restrained at all.

After a while, Master Zhou said: "As soon as "The Romance of the West Chamber" comes out, the novelists in Jiangzhou will probably starve to death. If this doesn't happen again, I will ban such deceptive words in the future! If those young scholars and women see it, I will buy a book and read it even if I don’t eat.”

Fang Yun secretly laughed in his heart. The last paragraph was designed for women. "The Romance of the West Chamber" was just the beginning, and "Dream of Red Mansions" was the big trap for obsessed men and women to follow.

"When will you start selling this book?"

Fang Yun coughed slightly and said: "The monthly magazine "Holy Way" is sold on the first of every month in the Wenyuan. Can you please do it convenient for me and allow me to sell books in front of the Wenyuan for one day?"

"You..." Master Zhou was so angry that he was speechless by Fang Yun's shrewdness.

"Holy Way" is sold on the 1st of every month, and "Wenbao" is sold on the 1st, 10th, and 20th of every month. Both newspapers and periodicals are not delivered to your door. They are only sold in the Wenyuan bookstore. There are the most people in front.

"Wen Yuan expressly stipulates that you are not allowed to sell anything in front of Wen Yuan. I can't help you."

"Then I drove ten ox carts to the printing shop of the Wenyuan to pick up books. When passing by the main entrance of the Wenyuan, someone wanted to buy a book. The Wenyuan can't punish me, right?"

The strange scene of ten oxcarts filled with "The Romance of the West Chamber" swaggering through the market appeared in Master Zhou's mind, and he suddenly felt a headache. This Fang Lun was really very opportunistic, so he said vaguely: "Then be careful, something will happen. I can’t protect you either.”

"Thank you, sir!" Fang Yun was overjoyed.

"How many copies of this book were first printed?" Master Zhou asked.

"Dayuanfu City alone has nearly a million people. There are many more scholars here than in Ji County. I plan to print 50,000 copies at a time." Fang Yun said.

"What's the price?"

"After all, this book is not needed for the imperial examination. The price cannot be too high, just fifty yuan per book." Fang Yun said.

"That's right, but can someone help you with advice?"

"Of course, I opened a Sanwei Bookstore and discussed it with the bookstore clerk." Fang Yun said.

Master Zhou said: "You leave the manuscript here, I will rush out a preface tonight. Before I leave, I will write you a warrant. Tomorrow you will go to Wenhui Hall with the warrant to pick up the publishing documents, and go directly to the printing shop to pick up the book. Can."

Fang Yun's eyes fell on his own manuscript, and he felt bad and said, "I need the original manuscript when I go to the printing shop of the Academy of Literature. I can't go empty-handed tomorrow."

With a wave of his hand, Master Zhou put away Fang Yun's novel manuscript and two advertisement manuscripts, stuffed them into his clothes "uprightly", looked at Fang Yun warily and said: "I will have the manuscript delivered to the printing shop , you can pick up the book directly when the time comes.”

"Sir, you are not kind. I spent ten days and ten nights writing this manuscript. I revised it many times and almost turned gray with worry." Fang Yun hurriedly complained.

Master Zhou said: "Let's not mention this matter for now. If you need to write a preface later, remember to contact me."

Fang Yun stared into Master Zhou's eyes and said, "Magistrate Cai gave me a sacred page. It is said that the highest bid from the Four Seas Dragon Clan is fifty thousand taels per page!"

Master Zhou immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes, showing his official power.

Fang Yun showed no fear.

Shengyuan Continent has the first literary position and the second highest official position. Even the kings of ten countries cannot deprive a child of his literary position. Therefore, even if Fang Yun offends the powerful left prime minister, the scholars in Jixian County are still willing to make friends with him.

Scholars have confidence when they have a literary degree. Many scholars who don't care about official positions are neither arrogant nor humble in the face of power. Because of this, no matter how powerful the left prime minister is, more than 80% of the people in the military and liberal arts departments still oppose him.

After a while, Master Zhou glared at Fang Yun and said, "In the future, books to be published by your Sanwei Bookstore will be reviewed as soon as possible, and the results will be available within twelve hours. If you go to the printing shop, you can get priority for printing."

Fang Yun still stared at Master Zhou.

Chief Zhou said helplessly: "I'm going to ask the Lord of the Court to let this book pass the review of the Holy Court as soon as possible. Then you can contact the three major booksellers to sell the book in other countries! Your "Pillow Story" ", I will ask the emperor to make it a must-read for all academies and liberal arts schools in Jiangzhou. With this alone, your literary name will soon be spread all over Jiangzhou, and a single copy of "The Story of the Pillow" can also be used Nearly 10,000 copies sold.”

Fang Yun was very satisfied. Listing "The Pillow Story" as a must-read for a state is of great significance, more important than the poems that govern the country, but his expression did not change.

Finally, Director Zhou showed a look of reluctance and said: "I have taken the last step and can no longer retreat. I am one of the editors and reviewers of "Wenbao" in Jiangzhou, and I can try my best to get some news published in "Wenbao" "As long as you need it and meet the conditions of Wenbao, I will try my best to help you get it."

Fang Yun immediately smiled. He didn't expect to gain so much. He knew better than anyone in the world the value of "Wenbao" or the media. The media can even become the main force that subverts a country.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. I'll take my leave, students." Fang Yun thanked him with his hands.

Master Zhou wrote an order to Fang Yun with an unhappy look on his face, and then sent Fang Yun away. But when he turned around, Master Zhou's smile bloomed like a flower, and he carefully took out Fang Yun's manuscript and looked at it with fascination. .

"Good things, good things! How can gold, silver, jewelry, antiques and treasures compare with the wisdom of a scholar! Just looking at and touching them makes me satisfied. Not bad, very good. I need more help in the future. he."

The more Master Zhou read, the more excited he became. He couldn't hold it back and went straight to the residence of Li Wenying, the academician of Jiangzhou Prefecture, with the manuscript of "The Story of a Pillow".

Not long after, Master Zhou's painful and angry shouts suddenly came from the Li Mansion.

"Li Wenying! How dare you rob me... the manuscript given to me by Fang Yun! I want to give you a copy! As a dignified bachelor and a third-rank official, you rob me of a sixth-rank master book and a small civil rights position. My personal belongings, you are simply crazy!”

"You actually used war poems to force me to leave? I will crash to death in front of your house! Give me back "The Pillow"! Otherwise, I will file a lawsuit!"

"Despicable! Extremely despicable!"

"Your Excellency, Academician Li, please do me a favor and give me "The Story of a Pillow"!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I will lock up "The Romance of the West Chamber" so that you will never see the manuscript for the rest of your life! I will also revise the book and tell Cai He, and I will never show you the manuscript of "Ji County Morning Journey" !”

"Old bastard Li Wenying, I'm not done with you!"

Tired of scolding, Master Zhou complained in a low voice: "Is this retribution?" Then he went home depressed.

Fang Yun got the benefit and went home happily. He burned two sticks of incense before going to bed and fell asleep peacefully.