Chapter 291 Father, let’s make money together

Yuan Wudao ran away, and Wen Mianmian was helpless. He only said that they had something to do with Taoist temple. Hey, in the words of the servants of the royal palace, they still did not succeed in maintaining their homes.

Fu Li looked sad, "The stories I got from him are about to disappear. I don't know what to do afterwards. I'm going to have all the talents."

Compared with the stories of Master Yuanwu, the stories he made up were a lot of color, and he himself disliked them.

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

Wen Mianmian thought about it and gave him an idea, "You can collect stories from the outside world. If you choose, give him a tael of silver. There will definitely be a scholar writing it for you."

Fu Li sighed, "I don't want to spend money casually. Forget it, I'll think of a way. If I don't have it, just collect it from the public."

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

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

When he learned that she had come to the newspaper office, Mr. Wei came to arrest people in person. He caught her and said she was the boss, said she was irresponsible, and said that she was inappropriate.

In short, Mr. Wei’s meaning is very clear, “I am still busy at such a big age. You are a hand-off manager at a young age. Is it appropriate?”

Wen Mianmian laughed dryly, "I don't know how to create this, what should I do if I say I don't know how to command blindly?"

Lord Wei glared at her angrily, "Who asked you to command the construction? You have to appear from time to time to make people know that the person who is interested in this matter will not cause trouble. There is still something waiting for you to make an idea."

"Okay, let's come half an hour every morning."

As he said that, he reminded her, "This is what you said earlier."

Wen Mianmian sighed long. She felt bored and didn't say it would be nice to sleep in in the morning.

Hua Jingyun was busy selecting young talents. Wen Mianmian was free to look through the registration form of the students. Without saying anything else, the beautiful words made her look beyond the reach of the world.

A group of students passed by his eyes. When she looked up, her eyes lit up. These students were handsome and fair-eyed. It was strange that the girls in Kyoto were restless.

etc!!

She has a way.

The selection of the top ten young talents has reached the most intense time, and Hua Jingyun personally invited the retired elders to participate in the selection.

The outstanding students of Dongshu gathered in Kyoto and now they gathered in newspapers. The rigorous selection level was beyond the imagination of the public. As more and more people were eliminated, the harsh selection conditions were also spread.

The people watching the fun were immediately in an uproar. Even in this situation, they had to catch up with the scientific examination.

Not far from Hua Jingyun's expectations, most of the students who were defeated were poor. The so-called young talents were definitely not just good at studying. The six arts of gentlemen are also in the teaching test. The achievements they are currently in charge of the industries are even more important. These are easy for the children of high schools, and poor students are completely hit.

"This is not a talent selection. I think it is to provide opportunities for the children of high-ranking families. We are all pedals."

"Just those selection conditions, the imperial examination is nothing more than that?"

Those who were not selected to enter the third round were ridiculed. At this point, no one was willing to admit that they were not bad. They have been studying hard for many years. How could they be willing to be defeated so easily?

You can only excuse yourself for your shortcomings through slandered newspapers.

But when they saw the talents of the high-ranking children with their own eyes, they felt powerless and had been born to lose.

The students were talking about it lively, and the people who listened to the lively spirits came to their hearts, and someone shouted: "I heard that the ones who entered the top fifty are all the most popular among the people. Think about it, that was selected from the two thousand talents."

"Our Dongshu is so big, how many people do we need to have these two thousand people? How difficult is it to enter the top fifty? I want to say that being able to enter the top fifty is the pride of heaven."

"With such a rigorous selection, these fifty people must be handsome, brilliant, and have a great future."

"Oh, if you can catch a son-in-law, that would be a shameful thing."

Those who listened to the excitement were all shining with their eyes. Yes, it would be so glorious if they could catch a son-in-law.

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

Another person who claims to be a master of all things jumped out, "My second uncle's cousin's brother-in-law was doing odd jobs in the newspaper office, saying that in order to demonstrate its fairness, the selection of fifty to ten will be openly competed in the Royal Martial Arts Fair."

"Oh, we can't get into the Royal Martial Arts Stadium."

"That's it, it's vain."

The man proudly showed off, "Didn't he mean fair? I heard that the seats in the stands inside are ready to sell tickets to the outside world. You can go in and watch them by buying tickets. I also heard that the emperor would probably go to see the last game in person, and he was elected as the top ten people."

The crowd was in an uproar, "Can't this be it?"

The person beside him patted his thigh, "Why can't you? The person in charge of the newspaper office is King Annan, who is the emperor's son, and he has great ability."

These people who listened to the fun were excited. Not only could they get a son-in-law, but they could enter the royal martial arts venue and have the chance to see the emperor. This ticket is also more expensive.

The news spreads very quickly, and the more it spreads, the more evil it becomes

At this moment, Hua Jingyun and his wife appeared in the imperial study room again. The emperor's eyes were straight when they heard their plans. Wen Mianmian still advocated, "Father, you don't know that this selection is from 2,000 to 50. Those examiners were all embarrassed. They think this is excellent and that is talent. They want to choose all 2,000 people."

"The harshness of the selection is comparable to that of the imperial examination. These fifty people are selected from the best, and fifty to ten. The people are all hoping to see it with their own eyes. We must satisfy the wishes of the people, right?"

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

Wen Mianmian took a step forward happily, "Father, don't you know. When you know that the ten winners in the end were selected by you, everyone outside was crazy. They all said that you cherish your talents, which is a blessing for the students. Those who waved silver notes only wanted to witness this great moment with their own eyes."

What a great deal, let them make money together.

She spoke and gestured, and the emperor saw countless people waving silver notes to run towards him in his eyes.

"60% of the money for selling seats is 60%. Since it is Six Arts, then take two exams a day and compare one another every day, and hold three sessions in total. Is it OK?"

Wen Mianmian spread out her thumbs up at him, "Father, you are so cruel. Many of us are busy here. You will take 60% of them by yourself."

You don’t have to do anything, and you’ll just show it out.

The emperor gave her a blank look, "I am already very generous. You must know that I am worth 90% when I appear."
Chapter completed!