Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 291 Father, Let's Make Money Together

Yuan Wudao went on a long-distance run, and Wen Mianmian was helpless about this matter. He just said that their Taoist temple had something to go back to deal with. Hey, in the words of the servants of the palace: they still haven't succeeded in raising their family.

Fu Li frowned, "The few stories I got from him are about to disappear, and I don't know what to serialize. I'm exhausted."

Compared with the stories of Daoist Yuan Wu, his made-up stories paled a lot, and he himself felt a little disgusted.

"I just said that I will be back soon, I don't know the specifics."

Wen Mianmian thought for a while and gave him an idea, "You can collect stories from outsiders, and if you choose one, you will give him a tael of silver. There must be a scholar who will write it for you."

Fu Li sighed, "It's not like I don't want to spend money casually, forget it, I'll think of another way, if it doesn't work, let's collect it from outside."

Wen Mianmian smiled helplessly, "There's no need to be so frugal."

It's time to think of a way to increase the income of the newspaper.

Knowing that she had come to the newspaper office, Mrs. Wei personally came to arrest her. After arresting her, he thought about it for a while, saying that she was a shopkeeper, that she was irresponsible, that her attitude was not correct, and so on.

In short, the meaning of Mrs. Wei is very clear, "I am still busy at such a long age, and you are a shopkeeper at a young age, is it suitable?"

Wen Mianmian smiled dryly, "I don't know how to build, what am I doing here, what if people say I don't know how to direct blindly?"

Master Wei glared at her angrily, "Who asked you to direct the construction? You have to show up often, so that people know that the higher-ups are interested in this matter, so that there will be no trouble. There are still things waiting for you to make up your mind."

"Okay, let's come for half an hour every morning from now on."

As he spoke, he reminded her specially, "You said this by yourself earlier."

Wen Mianmian sighed for a long time, she felt idle and bored, she didn't say that sleeping late in the morning is not good.

Hua Jingyun was busy with the selection of young talents, and Wen Mianmian looked through the registration forms of those students, not to mention anything else, but those beautiful words were beyond her reach.

A group of students passed by in front of his eyes. She looked up and her eyes lit up. These students were handsome and fair-browed. No wonder the girls in Kyoto were restless.

and many more! !
She has a plan.

The selection of the top ten young talents has reached the most intense time, and Hua Jingyun personally invited the elders who have become officials to sit in the town to participate in the selection.

The outstanding students of the East Shu gathered in the capital, and now they are gathered in the newspaper office. The rigor of the selection was simply beyond everyone's imagination. As more and more people were eliminated, those harsh selection conditions were also spread.

There was an uproar among the spectators, they had to catch up with the scientific examination with this posture.

As Hua Jingyun expected, most of those who were dismissed were poor students. The so-called young talents are definitely not just good at studying. The six arts of gentlemen are also being taught and tested. In terms of sub-items, these are easy for the students of the high school, and the students of the poor family are beaten to pieces.

"This is not about selecting talents. I think it is about providing opportunities for the children of high-ranking families. We are all stepping stones."

"As far as those selection conditions are concerned, the imperial examination is nothing more than that?"

Those who were not selected to enter the third round ridiculed wildly. At this point, no one is willing to admit that they are inferior. They all studied hard in the cold window for many years. How can they be reconciled to being dismissed so easily?
They can only excuse their own shortcomings by smearing the newspaper.

But seeing the talents of those high-school children with their own eyes, they also feel powerless in their hearts, and they have already lost since they were born.

The students talked lively, and the people who listened to the excitement became energetic, and someone said loudly: "I heard that the top [-] people are all dragons and phoenixes. Think about it, that's from two thousand talents." It was chosen from within."

"Our Dongshu is so big, how many people do we need to get out of these 2000 people, and how difficult it is to get into the top [-]. Let me say, being able to get into the top [-] is the pride of heaven."

"With such a strict selection, these 50 people must all be handsome in appearance, brilliant in writing, and have a bright future."

"Oh, if you can catch a son-in-law, it will be a matter of face for Bel."

The eyes of those who listened to the excitement were shining, that's right, if this can catch a son-in-law, that would be a lot of glory.

"But we don't know who is in the top fifty?"

Another person known as a know-it-all jumped out, "My second uncle's cousin's brother-in-law is doing odd jobs in the newspaper office. He said that in order to show the fairness of the selection of the [-]th and [-]th, there will be an open competition in the Royal Martial Arts Arena."

"Oh, we can't enter the Royal Martial Arts Field either."

"That's right, it's tantamount to talking for nothing."

The man proudly showed off, "Isn't it fair? I heard that the seats in the viewing platform are going to be sold to the outside world. You can go in and watch it after buying a ticket. I also heard that the last show may be the emperor himself. Ten people before o'clock."

The crowd was in an uproar, "Is this impossible?"

The person next to him patted his thigh, "Why not, the person in the newspaper is King Annan, he is the emperor's son, and he is very capable."

These people who listened to the excitement were excited, not to mention whether they could get a son-in-law, but they could enter the royal martial arts arena and have a chance to see the emperor. It is okay for the tickets to be more expensive.

The news spread quickly, and the more it spread, the more evil it became
At this moment, Hua Jingyun and his wife appeared in the Imperial Study Room again. The emperor's eyes widened when he heard the plan of the two, and Wen Mianmian only preached, "Father, you don't know that this selection is for 2000 people. Fifty, the chief examiners are all so embarrassed, they think this one is excellent, that one is talent, and they wish they could select all [-] people."

"The selection is as harsh as the imperial examination. These 50 people are selected from the best. Fifty people enter ten. The common people are looking forward to witnessing it with their own eyes. We have to satisfy the wishes of the common people, don't we?"

The emperor heheed twice, "So you two sold me?"

Wen Mianmian took a step forward happily, "Father, you don't know, when you know that the final ten winners were selected by you personally, everyone outside went crazy, saying that Father, you cherish talents, yes Blessings to the students, those who waved the banknotes just to witness this great moment with their own eyes."

What a deal, let them make money together.

As she spoke and gestured, the emperor saw countless people running towards him waving silver bills.

"Sixty percent, I want [-]% of the money for selling seats. Since it is the Six Arts, I will take two exams a day, and compare one exam every other day. There will be a total of three exams, okay?"

Wen Mianmian extended a thumbs up to him, "Father, you are too cruel. Many of us here are busy, and you will take away [-]% by yourself."

You don't have to do anything, just come out and make a show at the end.

The emperor gave her a blank look, "I'm already very magnanimous, you should know that just my appearance is worth [-]% of the price."

(End of this chapter)