The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 29 Chinese Martial Arts Weekly
Late at night, the moon is high in the sky and the sky is dark.

In front of the palace.

Wang Yi returned to the gate of the house under the escort of five officers and soldiers armed with muskets and holding torches.

"Young Master Wang, please go to bed early. We still have work to do back home, so we won't stay any longer." The leading officer bowed politely, turned around and disappeared into the night with his men.

dong dong dong.

"Hello, everyone." Wang Yi shouted with a faint smile, turned around, walked up the stone steps to the door and knocked three times.

Although there were some twists and turns today, it can be said that there was a good result. After reaching a secret alliance with the admiral, many things will become much simpler.

Of course, he also paid a lot. Not only did he have to secretly give advice to the admiral, but he also had to let the other party occupy one-third of the industries he planned in the future.

Fortunately, the obstacles posed by the militia were completely resolved, and the idea of ​​starting a newspaper was also tacitly approved.

It was so smooth because the other party wanted to save the Qing Dynasty from decline so much. He seized this point and kept describing a blueprint for the future to them, that is, painting a big picture, and finally achieved his goal.

In fact, many people knew in their hearts that the Qing Dynasty had run out of luck and any struggle would be futile.

But no matter how clear you are, you still have to struggle. It is impossible to just lie down and give up, especially for a core banner official like the admiral.

squeak-

"Young Master, you're back." Chang Wei carefully peeked through the crack in the door. When he saw that it was Wang Yi, a look of surprise immediately appeared on his face. He let out a cry of joy and quickly opened the door.

"Young Master is back?" Yan Zhendong's voice came from behind the door, followed by several steady footsteps approaching quickly.

The figures of Yan Zhendong, Li Yuan, Li Da and Huang Feihong walked hurriedly out of the night.

"Huh? Everyone is here... It's a good opportunity for everyone to have a drink." Wang Yi's heart warmed as he looked at the people. He walked into the house with a smile on his face. When he passed by Chang Wei, he patted his shoulder and ordered, "Chang Wei, have someone prepare wine and food."

"Okay, young master." Chang Wei smiled brightly, raised his hand to close the door, turned around and hurried to the east wing.

Huang Feihong looked ashamed, took a step forward, and said thankfully, "Brother Wang, I'm so lucky to have you back safely. Don't be so reckless next time. If anything happens to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to rest in peace for the rest of my life."

When he learned about what Limin Trading Company did at the dock, he realized that Wang Yi's purpose in doing so was not only to seek justice for those dishes and meals, but also to help himself.

After realizing this, he rushed to the palace as soon as possible.

After learning that the other party was summoned by the admiral, he rushed to the Western restaurant and finally to the yamen, but in the end he failed to meet him and the admiral. Finally, he could only return to the palace and wait helplessly.

After learning about Yan Zhendong's situation during this period, he felt touched and guilty. The other party had done so much for him silently, but he didn't hear anything at all...

Li Yuan looked solemn, and asked with his hands clasped, "My friend, has the matter come to a conclusion?"

Li Da had a worried look on his face. He glanced at Huang Feihong standing beside him and said meaningfully, "Uncle Wang, what does the admiral say? If that doesn't make sense, our Dongyang Trading Company can find someone to help." The help he mentioned was naturally the Hongmen.

Wang Yi smiled heartily: "Hahaha... don't worry, everyone. Things are going well. Let's go to the living room and talk." He took a step forward, took the arms of Mr. Li and Huang Feihong, and walked slowly towards the east wing.

Upon hearing this, the four of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and their expressions relaxed.

A group of five people came to the living room and sat down in order of importance. The servants and maids around them all had relieved smiles on their faces when they saw that their young master had returned safely. They walked briskly back and forth, placing fruits, wine and dishes on the table.

When Li Yuan saw the servants and maids leave, he raised his glass and gestured, "Come on, everyone, have a drink."

He drank a cup with everyone, put down the cup, and asked curiously: "Congratulations, young friend, for turning danger into safety. Can you tell me the details? I am really curious. Given your situation, it should be difficult for you to escape from the admiral's questioning."

He was curious about how this guy managed to get away with his words. The admiral was not easy to deal with. He had the pride that a bannerman should have, and he was very concerned about the rules and would not be easily persuaded.

Wang Yi put down his wine glass, looked up at the four people, and found that they all looked curious. He smiled and said:

"Bihe is the great transformation of the Tao and the change of argument. Everyone has desires. As long as we can make good use of them, there is nothing that cannot be said. I just happen to know where the admiral's desires are, and I can successfully escape by taking advantage of them."

The cooperation with Admiral Nalan Yuande is not suitable to be made public, nor does it need to be made public.

Huang Feihong cupped his hands and said, "So, the Admiral will not pursue the matter of the dock any further?"

"Of course. Master Huang can rest assured about the foreigner accidentally injuring the vegetable vendor. Such things will not happen again in the future." Wang Yi nodded slightly.

"Thank you!" Huang Feihong thanked him sincerely.

"Master Huang is being polite..." Wang Yi shook his head slightly, looked at Li Yuan and said, "Master Li, the governor has agreed to the newspaper business. Please ask someone to help implement it as soon as possible. Please give me a detailed list of the expenses. I will ask Master Yan to send it to you."

There was a flash of surprise in Li Lao's eyes. He didn't expect that this kid could even solve this problem. He pondered for a moment and asked a few key questions:
"What do you want to call the newspaper? How often will it be printed? What will the issue price be? Do you want to go through booksellers or newspaper vendors? These two channels are not very stable. If you have connections, it's better to go through the government."

Distributing newspapers is not an easy task. Even if you have enough money, many links need to be connected, otherwise even if they are printed, they cannot be distributed.

Wang Yi pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "The National Martial Arts Weekly will be published once a week, distributed for free, and distributed through all possible channels. We must let all martial artists and scholars on this land know about the existence of the National Martial Arts Weekly."

The National Martial Arts Weekly is related to his many subsequent plans. Even if he loses a lot of money, he needs to make this newspaper bigger and stronger. Of course, the money lost in the early stage will be earned back later.

"Free?!!!" Li Yuan and Li Da exclaimed at the same time.

"Yeah, it's free."

"Uncle Wang, no matter how much money you have, you can't lose it like this!" Li Da looked puzzled. According to what he said, the money required to invest in the National Martial Arts Weekly would be enormous. If it were really free, mountains of gold and silver would not be enough to lose it.

"Free is the most expensive. You will understand the meaning of this sentence in the future." Wang Yi smiled slightly and said something nonsense seemingly unintentionally.

Li Yuan's heart moved, he wrote down this sentence, thought about it, frowned and said solemnly: "My friend, what is the meaning of the word national arts? My friend said that he would not discuss national policies and would not make remarks that would cause chaos..."

The word "national arts" literally means the art of saving the country and the people. Isn't it tantamount to touching the tiger's whiskers of the imperial court to publish this kind of newspaper?

Wang Yi saw Huang Feihong and Yan Zhendong were about to persuade him, so he quickly waved his hand to stop them and said, "Mr. Li, you misunderstood. Guoshu is the general term for martial arts in the world. It has no other meaning. I created this newspaper simply to consolidate the voice of the martial arts circle."

Huang Feihong was surprised and said, "Brother Wang, can you explain it in detail? This is the first time I have heard of it."

This kid is really arrogant. You should know that the "Xingyi Boxing Classics" written by Grandmaster Guo Yunshen, which is called the general outline of martial arts theory, took a long time to gain the true recognition of countless martial artists in the world.

If we hastily decide on a general term for martial arts in the world, it will probably cause a lot of criticism.

(End of this chapter)