By a twist of fate, the illegitimate son of the Marquis's family marries the county princess.

Pei Rujing stayed at the Beijing News Office for several hours. Seeing that it was almost lunchtime, Wen Zongji took her out for lunch.

The Office of the Commissioner of the Court of State Affairs does have a dining hall, but it would be somewhat difficult for the county magistrate to eat there.

Wen Zongji didn't want her to suffer without experiencing hardship.

There are some decent restaurants near the Office of Transmission. Although they can't compare to Wangchunlou, the chef's signature dishes are still quite good.

After lunch, Wen Zongji returned to the Beijing News Office to continue his duties, while Pei Rujing went to Ruijintang.

Ruijintang

"This is the Minbao newspaper license. With this, we can start a newspaper. You can begin recruiting editors to review manuscripts in the coming days. According to my husband's plan, our Minbao newspaper will be a story-based newspaper, only publishing story stories."

Mao Zheng took the license and looked it over, feeling very excited: "In this way, our newspaper will publish the first people's newspaper in the Great Chu."

Pei Rujing asked him, "Have you decided what the first issue of your storybook will be about?"

Mao Zheng naturally had this idea in mind: "Although the first People's Daily will attract more public attention, it won't be easy to succeed in one fell swoop. When we held the storytelling competition before, Ruijintang's martial arts stories sold extremely well. The most popular storytelling book has already sold ten volumes, and the eleventh volume has been partially written but hasn't been sold yet."

"I think we can publish part of the eleventh volume in the first issue of the People's Daily. This way, our old readers will definitely buy it, and it will also boost the sales of the previous ten volumes."

Pei Rujing frowned upon hearing this: "But for those who haven't read this storybook before, wouldn't they simply not understand it? If their lack of understanding leads to a loss of interest in the storybook, it would backfire."

Mao Zheng said, "Then we can divide the first issue of the People's Daily into two pages, each publishing one story. One page will be the eleventh volume I just mentioned, and the other will be a new story. Ruijintang has recently signed several authors, and some have already written good beginnings of the stories left by their employers."

"It just so happens that it hasn't been sold yet, so we can publish it in the Minbao newspaper."

Pei Rujing nodded: "Then bring me the storybook so I can take a look. If there are no problems, then let's do it this way."

She hadn't forgotten her role as editor-in-chief; all articles to be published had to go through her.

Mao Zheng responded, "Yes... Your Highness, has the newspaper been named yet? I'd like to make a plaque to hang up."

This question left Pei Rujing speechless.

Because she suddenly realized that neither she nor Wen Zongji had given the newspaper and Minbao a name.

"No rush. You should hire an editor first. Although Ruijintang can provide the storybooks, we can't rely on Ruijintang forever. Besides, publishing in the People's Daily is not like copying a storybook; we also need to do layout."

……

Wen Zongji was appointed to the Guiyun Guang Temple.

Pei Rujing then asked, "Husband, have you named the newspaper and the People's Daily?"

Wen Zongji said, "I've thought of a name for the Minbao newspaper. It will be called 'Floating Life'."

"A Tale of Floating Life?"

"Yes. We don't talk about politics, we only remember romance and fleeting moments of life."

Although the early part of "Floating Life" was mainly a martial arts story, this was to quickly establish a foothold. Later, it will definitely be enriched little by little, adding some everyday stories or romantic anecdotes.

"And what's the name of the newspaper?"

Wen Zongji looked at Pei Rujing: "Your wife is the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, so you should be the one to name it."

"Me?" Pei Rujing hesitated for a moment, then excitedly accepted, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Pei Rujing pondered for a long time before saying, "Since you named the newspaper 'Floating Life Chronicles,' then the newspaper office should also be called 'Floating Life Newspaper Office,' which would echo the newspaper's name perfectly."

Wen Zongji's lips twitched: "...You thought about it for a long time, and this is the name you came up with."

Pei Rujing rolled her eyes at him: "I've thought this through carefully, okay?"

She really thought about it seriously, but several names came to mind that didn't fit the title of "Floating Life Chronicles," so she finally settled on the name "Floating Life Newspaper."

"Alright."

The name you came up with after careful consideration is just as good as the name you uttered; the county magistrate is indeed capable.

Pei Rujing then told Wen Zongji about Mao Zheng's suggestion to publish a new story and an old story.

Wen Zongji expressed his approval: "Mao Zheng's consideration is very thoughtful. In this way, he can both use old readers to boost the sales of 'Floating Life' and take care of new readers who have not read the old storybook."

Pei Rujing pouted upon hearing this, and said with dissatisfaction, "Mao Zheng originally only planned to publish old stories, but I reminded him to consider readers who haven't read old stories before."

Wen Zongji immediately changed his tune, saying, "So it was you who had such foresight, Madam. I admire you greatly."

"That's more like it... By the way, I'm planning to have Shuyu work as an editor at a newspaper."

Wen Zongji was slightly taken aback: "Why does my wife have this idea?"

Pei Rujing replied naturally, "After all, I am the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, but it would be too boring for the newspaper to be just me. I need someone to keep me company."

She didn't think too much about it; she simply wanted to find a companion.

Rather, Wen Shuyu enjoys reading and writing, and has been submitting articles to the Beijing Daily. Although she has never been selected, there is no doubt that she loves writing.

Wen Zongji pondered, "This matter needs to be discussed with my aunt. I don't mind, but my younger sister is not yet married."

The social atmosphere in the Great Chu was relatively open, but allowing an unmarried woman to work alongside men in the future was not something that could be accepted simply because the social atmosphere was open.

Pei Rujing slapped her forehead: "I almost forgot. A newspaper and a mahjong club are not the same thing."

She needed to find a companion, but she overlooked the fact that Wen Shuyu was not yet married.

"Let's forget about it and wait until Shuyu gets married."

Terrible.

There's no need to create any bad rumors because of this.

Wen Zongji nodded: "That's fine... If my wife wants a companion, why not find my younger sister?"

Zuo Mingxuan is in charge of managing the mahjong club, so she probably won't have much time.

Wen Shuxuan is also a good match. She has been studying since childhood and is quite knowledgeable. She is also a person who can calm down and focus.

Pei Rujing nodded: "I can consider it."

Afterwards, the two discussed the details of "Floating Life".

Regarding this "Floating Life Chronicles," Wen Zongji only grasped the general direction, leaving everything else to Pei Rujing and Mao Zheng.

Only when Pei Rujing feels fully involved will she come to enjoy the feeling of doing things.

After he finished speaking, it was already late outside. Wen Zongji got up and said, "I'm going to take a bath. My wife should also go to bed early."

Then Wen Zongji left.

Pei Rujing was dumbfounded. Didn't he have anything to miss?

The county magistrate was displeased.

Originally, her attitude had softened somewhat because of what Wen Zongji said at the Beijing News Office today.

I've decided that I still can't easily forgive Wen Zongji.

Humph--