The two of them worked out how to solicit essays and the types of essays to accept.
A notice was posted at the door of the library early the next morning.
This caused an uproar among all the literate people in Qingyan Town.
What? Received?
It doesn't matter who you are, male or female, young or old, as long as you can write stories.
You can submit your work to Shuge, and as long as it is accepted by Shuge, you will get money.
If the writing is good, the reward can be as high as one hundred taels.
What a good thing.
Some people are happy, while others are worried, wondering if their writing will be appreciated.
It would be fine if the book is liked, but if the library doesn’t like it, it would be a waste of effort.
Besides, writing is not cheap.
Zheng Shaoyuan is one of them.
He loves reading and has loved reading since he was a child.
When he was not in school, his family was well off, so it was a good thing for him to love reading.
As an only child, his parents certainly supported him, and his family was well-off enough to support a scholar.
Thus began his educational journey.
But things were not as simple as he and his family thought.
He clearly knows and understands everything he learned in school.
But once I get into the examination room, I forget everything.
It has been ten years now, and I haven’t even passed the exam to become a student.
He is even more hardworking at home. Apart from eating and sleeping, he studies.
Although he had memorized the contents of the book by heart.
As soon as he arrived at the examination room, he forgot everything. The teacher thought he was too nervous.
I kept telling him to relax, relax, but God knows, he really wasn't nervous.
I look forward to every exam, but after the anticipation, I am disappointed.
Because of his studies, his family was dragged down and his wife couldn't stand it anymore, so she left the children and divorced him.
Now my parents are old and can no longer do farm work.
He suddenly realized that he might never achieve fame and honor in this life.
But people who have studied for ten years have never even gone to the fields except for studying every day.
It is impossible to do farm work because my father is in poor health.
He had no choice but to take on the responsibility of supporting his family, but how could he do that in his current condition?
Finally, Neng Neng started working as a book copyer. When he had no work, he set up a stall on the street to write letters for people.
But the money earned in this way is really too little. Not to mention supporting a family, it is difficult to even maintain one's daily expenses.
Despite this, Zheng Shaoyuan still couldn't change his habit of reading.
The most precious thing in the house is his books.
When there are no guests, he either reads or practices calligraphy.
Even though the corners of the book were curled up because he had turned them over.
That day, he didn't bring any books with him. He sat in front of the stall, feeling bored, so he just listened to the customers talking at the noodle stall next to him.
"Hey, do you know what Yunshang Book Pavilion is accepting short stories for? I heard anyone can submit, and the highest reward is 100 taels of silver."
Another person asked in surprise: "Are they crazy? What kind of story is so valuable?"
This guy doesn't care what the story is, he is thinking about how to make money.
"Anyway, the other party's notice has already said that no matter what the story is, as long as they like it, you will get the money.
My youngest son has only been in school for two years. I will ask him to try writing when I get home and see if he can get any money.
It's only about 10,000 or 20,000 words anyway, and it won't take up much ink and paper."
Just try your luck, maybe they will accept it.
His companions also thought it was time to give it a try.
Zheng Shaoyuan was just bored and listened casually.
After hearing this good news, I decided to try it myself.
If nothing else, isn't it just about writing stories? He has read so many books since he was a child.
Can’t the story be written yet?
My life is already like this, could it be worse than this?
At home he has an elderly mother, a seriously ill father, and two children waiting for him to raise.
In the past few years, he has taken so many exams but nothing has defeated him. Isn’t that just a story?
Thinking of this, he hurried over to ask the two about the specific situation.
Unexpectedly, when he came to his senses, the two had already finished their meal and paid the bill.
It was difficult to ask about this, and when he was depressed, he thought of the Yunshang Book Pavilion that the two of them had mentioned.
He decided to go and see for himself.
So he didn't even care about the stall anymore and handed it over to the noodle stall owner.
Then he rushed to the library.
There were more people in front of the notice at Yunshang Book Pavilion than he had imagined.
Anyone who could read was reading it, even girls.
"What's a woman to read? Do you want to write a book?"
Someone in the crowd spoke, which made the girl who was about to go forward to take a look blush. She didn't know whether to leave or stay.
Zheng Shaoyuan, who was waiting next to him, couldn't stand it anymore and was about to confront this person.
But he held back. It was obvious that the girl was unmarried. If he helped her, people would misunderstand him and it would be bad for her reputation.
Just when he was getting anxious, a voice came slowly.
"What's wrong with being a woman? Women can also write good things. Let me tell you, one of our famous relatives in the book pavilion is a woman.
Can you write a story like hers?"
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