Lu Zhao's face was ugly, and he thought about it carefully, and said helplessly: "Someone thinks of many people, but no one can match Na Su Shi."

Sima Guang was also helpless, "Su Shi's talent is like a godsend. The old man often doubts whether there is a fountain of talent in his body, and he is constantly supplying his poems and articles, hey!"

Lu Hu suddenly smiled and said: "Don't worry, he is alone, so many of us, he is so talented, and he doesn't believe he can write so many poems."

Sima Guang smiled and said: "The old man is also thinking about his talents, just, we will not lose this matter, we will definitely win."

Lu Zhao immediately mentioned the names of several talented talents, including Qin Guan, "With them, Su Shi is not an opponent."

Sima Guang was relieved, "The article's words are more intense, and you must refute it."

"it is good!"

Lu Zhen went hurriedly, he sent people to inform everywhere, and after waiting for the office, a group of people packed up a restaurant for discussion.

Wen Yanbo is Zaifu, so naturally he will not attend these gatherings.

"Everyone needs to brainstorm. If you have an article, just write it. Naturally, there are people here ... less travel."

Lu Zhao warmly invited a young man to get up and introduced: "This should be known to everyone, Qin Guan Qin Shaoyou, a talented person who has rarely been seen in recent years, and our tabloids will depend on him. Get close. "

Qin Guan was a little excited and bowed towards the surroundings.

At this moment he thought of Shen An.

Shen An got a Beigong newspaper and made the old party panic for a while.

The old party's response came quickly and urgently, and he was so excited to be elected as the leader of this tabloid!

Thinking of coming to fight Shen An, Qin Guan couldn't help but feel a little arrogant.

Miscellaneous studies are miscellaneous studies. Who is afraid of Qin Guan if he is talking about poetry?

Even Su Shi, whom he admired, still refused to lose.

What's more, the talents of the old party are abundant, and there are so many people in those poems and essays. How is the Beihang newspaper an opponent?

Thinking of this, Qin Guan drank and drank.

He was a handsome young man, and he was standing tall at the moment and immediately cheered.

"More handsome than Shen An."

"Well, and the talent is outstanding."

Several big brothers praised a few words, and someone asked: "What is the name of our tabloid?"

Lu Zhao said: "Huiying News."

The crowd couldn't help but praise, and then toasted.

Huiying means to gather talents from the old party, which is almost taboo.

However, Zhao Shu was too eccentric, and Wang Shao was in trouble in the Privy Council, but Zhao Shu pulled the frame and made the old party frustrated for a while.

Now that the elites of the old party are gathered here, what is the purpose of everyone?

"Shaoyou, remember, let the tabloid in that grave be disgraced!"

Lu Zhao raised his glass.

Qin said, "Sure."

The Beigong newspaper is full of tombs on the Beigong Mountain, so Lu Hui implies that the Beigong newspaper is a tabloid for ghosts.

...

Qin Guan was so drunk that when he got up the next day, he called for a meeting.

"Articles and poems need to be prepared, and the article that refutes the new law is the most important. Those people agreed yesterday, and when you go back and pick them up at their home ...

Everyone smiled and nodded.

The money is not bad here. Last night, Lu Zhen just raised a mouthful and raised 20,000 yuan on the spot.

We are not bad money!

This refreshing feeling is refreshing.

"It's just that this tabloid has to be reported. Now Shushu has entered the palace. I want to have the Beigong newspaper in front. There will be no problems, so you can do things immediately."

Qin Guan felt that this kind of thing suits him best.

He entered the duty room, made a pot of tea for himself, and drank slowly to ease the discomfort of the hangover.

There is still plenty of time. He plans to use ten days to screen the poems of the article and then print them.

"Less swim!"

Qin Guan was dozing off and after a hangover, he felt tired and weak, and frowned at the cry: "What's the matter?"

The door of the room was pushed open, and a man came in with a newspaper, his face pale, "Shaoyou, Beigong reported the second!"

Boom!

Qin Guan thrashed the table abnormally, "How can they get a copy at a time? How can there be so much writing? It must have been made up by random people, so I can show it to someone."

He took the newspaper and read it carefully.

The front page still continues the style of yesterday, and continues to dig deeper into the old party's opposition to the reorganization of the victims into box troops.

He turned the back and saw that all the city news was in order and the content was particularly attractive.

On the other side, the basic knowledge of miscellaneous knowledge is described by some interesting stories, which is extremely interesting. Qin Guan couldn't help reading it.

Boom!

He thumped the table again and said sharply, "Who is doing this? One day, one day, how can they get so much?"

"It's Zhang Dun!"

Qin Guan shook his head, "Mr. Zhang Dun knew that it was a madman, and that madman couldn't make such a pattern. The only possibility is that Mr. Shen An was in charge and Zhang Dun was acting."

He was anxious, and hurriedly went to Yushitai to see Lu Zhao.

"Another one?" Lu Zhao's eyes were rounded.

What is the tabloid?

One serving a day, is this crazy?

He comforted: "This is the beginning of the triumphant, it will definitely be gone tomorrow."

Qin Guan thought about it too, and went back, urging those people to rush to ask for poems and essays everywhere. As for the city news, he felt that Shen An's move was disgusting.

"What's really going on in the market? We are called Huiying Daily, and naturally we can't let those things mix up."

So they only need poems and articles.

After a day, Qin Guan felt exhausted.

After a night, he felt like he was resurrected.

Standing at the door of his house, he looked up at Chaoyang with his head high and muttered, "Surely he must stand out!"

He came to the office of Huiying News with great enthusiasm and felt emotionally wrong as soon as he entered.

Those literati are watching things around.

"What?" Qin Guan asked with a smile.

The literati turned around and looked a little uneasy, and Qin Guan's heart accelerated.

An idea is rising.

do not!

Won't it come again?

A literati picked up the newspaper and Qin Guan blinked, "Yes ..."

"Shaoyou, then Shen An is a lunatic, this is a daily copy!"

Lying!

Qin Guan only felt dizzy. He covered his forehead and leaned against the door, breathing quickly: "But something?"

If the Beigong newspaper is made up by random, then he is really not afraid.

"Yes."

Qin Guan's body relaxed at once.

God, this thief!

Shen An even got a daily tabloid out, how to follow?

He felt throbbed in his chest, thumped hard, and then coughed violently.

"Cough cough ..."

"Shaoyou!" Someone worriedly brought hot tea. Qin Shaoyou was annoyed and waved away.

Boom!

The tea cup fell to the ground and was not crushed, but the tea splashed everywhere.

"How did he do it?" Qin Guan looked pale.

"I don't know."

"Then check it out!" Qin Guan growled gaily.

I really can't blame him for this.

The Huiying newspaper followed suit and began to vow to overwhelm the Beigong newspaper, but now it is disrupted by the speed of Shen An's daily newspaper.

Qin Guan thought hard in the duty room until there was no news until the afternoon.

"That Shen'an recruited many declining literati, let them go to collect winds in Bianliang, got a lot of news, and then screened out. The miscellaneous is that the teachers and students of Mangshan Academy made it. It wo n’t repeat for years. ”

I said!

The literati on the side wanted to vomit blood.

Who has seen such a well-prepared opponent?

"Shen An's shot is the pressure of Mount Tai, we must be as soon as possible."

"He is very well paid, and those literati often can't even eat breakfast, so they gather news everywhere in Bianliang, which is a waste of sleep."

Shen An's banknote ability was activated.

Desperate!

"What about the articles?" Qin Guan knew that this was the only advantage of the old party.

"That chapter was quite familiar with the new law, and gathered a group of people who were writing, focusing on the writing of the New Deal. Their people can still go to the wind to ask about the impact of the New Deal on the people ..."

This is organized action!

Compared with Shen An's Beigong newspaper, it is more like a casual soldier.

A literary murmured: "It's Shen Guogong, the famous general means!"

Qin Guan stood there, then gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, we must get it out as soon as possible!"

He has already made a batch of poems and articles here. This is the only chance to fight back and can not be delayed any longer.

...

"One serving a day?"

At the end of the morning's small dynasty meeting, Shen Anjin went to the palace to explain miscellaneous studies and brought along today's newspaper.

"Yes!"

The cloud on Shen An's face was light and breezy, and his heart was dark.

The old party overwhelmed the talent of Qin Guan, which was a manifestation of disbelief. Now I am frightened by the rhythm of the daily copy of the Beiwang newspaper. According to reports, Qin Guan was scorched every day, urging a group of scholars to ask for poems.

That stuff has fart!

Shen An felt that she was facing a group of idiots. She did n’t even know how the newspaper should operate, let alone what the people like to watch. Such opponents ... really boring!

Zhao Shu read the newspaper and said, "What are you going to do about miscellaneous studies?"

"The minister just thought about the people's ignorance, so that they would know something about the outside world.

"I know." Zhao Shu suddenly changed his claim and then began to lecture.

After speaking in one class, Shen An felt that he was still not satisfied.

"Your teaching is indeed extraordinary. I also know some things in the miscellaneous studies, but in fact, it is interesting to explore the subtle changes in it with companies in the world."

Zhao Shu said comfortably: "Dalang has been staring at the Gyeongning Palace recently. You tell him that the child has to wait to be born next year."

...

"Zhan Biqiao, green bamboo 猗. There are bandits and gentlemen, it is like learning from each other, like cutting ..."

In the bedroom, Xiang Shi sat beside the bed and looked at Zhao Xu who was chanting poems happily.

From that day onwards, Zhao Xu would read poems to her belly every day, from Tang poems to the Book of Songs. Recently, he has been selecting articles.

This man is really good!

The good man Zhao Xu said affectionately: "Certainly, daringly. There are bandits and gentlemen, so don't be dismissive."

But if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are out of focus.

If Shen An is here, he will certainly say that this is a robot that automatically reads books.

"King, Shen Guogong is here."

Zhao Xu got up and said softly to Xiang's abdomen: "Here he goes for his father."

Too gentle!

Xiang's eyes turned red.

Zhao Xu went all the way to the front, getting more relaxed.

"You are ..." Shen An felt that the temperament of the goods had changed.

"Reading." Zhao Xuyun said lightly.

"Good thing." Reading is a good habit, better than eating, drinking and gambling.

But he always felt that Zhao Xu looked wrong, and the whole person seemed to be floating.

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