The warm May wind,
Blew until the coughing sound weakened.
Guangzhou Bookstore regularly sent over a considerable amount of money to polish the pen.
"Sir,
Is your new book going smoothly? Our bookstore has long been flooded with letters flying in to inquire. Why don't we... "the bookseller of the bookstore asked tactfully.
Other than the coughs from before, there was no sound from behind the curtain. After a long while,
A maid came out. "Sir, you said,
The new book is still being written,
There's no need to rush it. Writing a composition is not a cheap thing. You have to think carefully. What do you mean by writing a chapter,
It's just a new method of publishing a chapter in a tabloid,
It's really humiliating and damaging to the creation. "
The bookseller's face stiffened,
He hurriedly smiled respectfully and apologetically. "That's right. That's right. We left this issue of the newly engraved novel and the money for the pen,
It's a small token of our respect. I hope that on the day of the draft, you will consider our Guangzhou Bookstore first. "
The hired maid, Xiuying, was literate. She was also an admirer of Mr. Xiaoxiang and knew that the young lady had a deep addiction to reading,
After the bookseller left, she immediately lifted the curtain and sent the book in. "Miss,
Look,
The new book is here. This paper is made by the newly introduced Western papermaking machine,
This block-printed book,
The words are printed in Western print. The cost is cheap,
The book is big, and the words are neat. No wonder the master insisted on importing the Western printing machine and the craftsman had to work hard to make the movable type. "
"Concubine Furong?" Lin Daiyu was too lazy to deal with the bookseller who was obsessed with money. She only leaned on the couch and twirled the pages of the book. "A newly promoted famous person? A talented woman? "
Xiuying smiled and said, "Miss, there's still money for the pen."
Daiyu said, "I don't want this money. I'll donate it all to the front line. Please also ask them to donate any money they receive in the future to the Freedom Army. There's no need to come again. "
Xiuying was also from a scholarly family. Her father had once been a top student. It was only because her family was in decline that her father died of tuberculosis that she had no choice but to come out and find a job to marry. Naturally, she knew that scholars were quite noble and most of them were ashamed to talk about benefits. Although the lady she was serving now was a woman, she was also a famous writer in the south of the Yangtze River, Xiaoxiang Gentleman. He even had the habits of a scholar.
He replied, "Yes."
"Wait." Lin Daiyu caught a glimpse of Xiuying's expression and frowned.
Although she didn't look down on the Embellishment Fee system, she just wanted to support Qingqing and the others at the front line and do her best. After all, she was no longer the young lady from a noble family who didn't understand the hardships of life.
However, his uncle was now Vice President Lin. Because he was on good terms with the various chambers of commerce, in order to balance this complicated relationship, his uncle had now taken on the position of Grand Commander and was in charge of most of the Free Army stationed in the Guangzhou Prefecture. Now in Guangzhou, he was famous for his fighting prowess.
He set the standard of the Embellishment Fee and personally introduced movable type to make newspapers and books easier to promote so that more commoners could be literate.
He had set the standard of the Embellishment Fee and also told her that it was to appease the old literati. After all, Guangzhou had already spent the imperial examinations and converted rice into mulberry. A large number of gentry opened factories and bought large amounts of land for commercial purposes. Farmers also came to the city to work.
Many of the old literati who relied on land rent for a living had no livelihood and were ashamed to talk about benefits. They were embarrassed and couldn't help but criticize silently.
Among the chambers of commerce, her uncle and Uncle Li were the leaders, so they simply marked the price and talked about benefits. They set the Embellishment Fee standard of a few coins per word to appease the literati.
Now, the tabloids were advocating Li Baiquan and the others that "talking about benefits is not shameful".
As the current head of Guangzhou's literary scene, as well as the niece of Guangzhou's Commander Lin Ruoshan, even if it was unintentional, she must not let other people misunderstand her attitude toward the Embellishment Fee system, so as to avoid creating a trend that would be contrary to her uncle and the others' intentions.
Her mind quickly went through the pros and cons. Her heart turned. Lin Daiyu said, "When you go, ask them to quietly donate it. Tell the Guangzhou Bookstore that they must not announce to the outside world that I am the one who donated it, let alone say that it is the Embellishment Fee. Otherwise, I won't let this matter rest. "
Based on her current status in Guangzhou, regardless of whether it was the great literati Xiaoxiang or Lin Ruoshan's niece, this warning was quite powerful.
Xiuying complied and went out to chase after that bookseller.
It was only now that Lin Daiyu had the time to flip open the new works that the bookseller had sent to the market. Zheng Yi opened the book "My Youth", which was signed by "Imperial Concubine Furong", and read several lines such as "They treated me unfairly. Yes, my father and uncle might have received some rent from them in the past. Perhaps because they couldn't pay the rent, they were slightly strict with them a few times. However, my father and uncles have provided so many scholars for the Yan family! "
As if she had seen something filthy, her cheeks flushed red. She threw the book away in anger, "Shameless people!"
Seeing that this was a newcomer to the literary world, she sighed. Nowadays, in order to get people to buy books, the booksellers dared to engrave any book in the future. She didn't pay attention to it and just threw it into the fire. She laid out the pen and paper and continued to write her new work — "Nanyang Woman". She hoped that it would be published as soon as possible.
Ever since the allied forces changed their name to "Freedom Army", Xiaoxiang's reputation as a gentleman had risen.
There were advantages and disadvantages to having a great reputation. The advantages were that in the south, no one dared to say anything about her background or gender. Even if she didn't borrow her uncle's power, she was generally treated as a distinguished guest no matter where she went.
Cheaters. Bi Ru. Every day, she was visited by people on the streets and bookstores to urge her to write. They simply came to harass her three times a day and didn't find it too much. If it wasn't for her extraordinary status, the other party wouldn't dare to be unyielding. They would probably tie her up in a hurry.
Although she didn't care about the money, she also didn't like the booksellers who killed the goose that laid the golden eggs and were eager for quick success. However, they were right about one thing. Now, the young men and women were waiting for her new work with their heads held high.
Thinking about the young men and women who sent gifts to her uncle's city hall day after day because they didn't know where she lived, her heart was like warm water flowing through.
"The custom in Nanyang has always been that the men live with the women, and the women do the housework and farm to support the family. This little girl's name is Qing Yi. She grew up in Nanyang and lived with her mother. When she was a few years old, she traveled with her father. However, she didn't read the books of the Central Plains and was only educated in Taixi New Language. When she returned to her homeland, she had already developed a strong and fiery personality … "
After reviewing what she had already written, she picked up her pen and wrote the section about Taizhou leading troops to reinforce Shengjing.
Writing to this point, she thought about two months ago, the various chambers of commerce gathered in Guangzhou and recruited troops and horses. They brought the local forces of the various chambers of commerce and the troops recruited from Guangzhou to Jinling to reinforce Shengjing and the revolutionary army.
Qingqing and Du 'er parted ways from Taizhou and there was no news from them for two months. They only sent a' safe and sound 'letter in the middle of the journey, but it only praised them for raising the morale. I wonder what the specific situation is like?
I sent that little bit of money from my Weibo to the alliance army, which is now called the Freedom Army. Although it's like a cup of water on a burning cart of firewood, I wonder if it will be of any help?
In the article, Li Qingqing was valiant and valiant. She was in high spirits, wearing her leather boots and defeating the enemy. Although she was a woman and had never personally seen a battle, when she wrote about the imperial army, her whole body trembled. Because she was excited, her mind flew to the heroines from ancient times.
For a moment, she imagined the scene of her victorious return. Her pen flew even faster.
Suddenly, from the window, she heard a deafening cheer from outside the wall. Countless hats flew high into the air.
Xiuying stepped on her large feet and lifted her skirt to run quickly, "Miss, Miss, the imperial army besieging Shengjing has been beaten back! They retreated to the north of the Yangtze River! The person who sent the message has returned. The streets are crazy with joy! "
'Pa', the pen fell.
The ink stuck to her skirt.
Lin Daiyu suddenly stood up.
She ran out with Xiuying without any ladylike manners.
Outside, the crowd was shouting 'Long live freedom'. They were glad that Guangzhou would not face the danger of the imperial army going south. They flocked to the city hall to celebrate.
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