Jingzhou City.
In a secluded alley.
"One last time, one last time!"
"One, two, three, up—"
Li Dejian looked at the beggars in the alley and gave orders with great passion.
"La la la, la la la, I'm a newspaper seller..."
The beggars in the alley were singing happily, especially Beggar Su, who sang the most vigorously and seriously.
He originally had a happy and complete family.
Who knew that my parents encountered robbers on the way to do business, and not only were their goods stolen, but they also lost their lives.
Those so-called relatives and friends bullied him, a young son, and took away all his family property with tears in their eyes.
From then on, he became a dirty and smelly beggar, following a large group of beggars all day long, living a life with no food to eat.
He hasn't had a full meal for a long, long time.
Later, when a disaster struck, the imperial court opened its granaries to provide relief, and these beggars, who were hated by everyone, finally had food to eat.
Every day, they relied on the little bit of disaster relief food distributed by the government office to barely fill their stomachs.
Later, a man named Chen Zhifu, known as the "Three-Eyed General," emerged.
He came up with some kind of work-for-relief program.
As long as you work, you will not only have three meals a day, but you will also get paid!
All the strong beggars went to work.
Only these little beggars were left, huddling together for warmth and struggling to survive.
Yesterday, a sucker came, no, a good man!
This man seemed to be a general. Su Qi'er had once seen him leading his men on parade on tall horses. He looked so majestic that he was extremely envious.
The general not only took them to take a hot bath, but also asked his servants to make lots of white flour buns for them to eat their fill.
Many of them ate too much.
I really wish there were such nice people every day. How comfortable would life be then?
At night, the general made them a new set of clothes. From then on, as long as they wore the clothes and went out to sing on the street, they would receive wages every day.
Is there such a good thing in the world?
Su Qier was actually confused in his heart, but why would a general lie to beggars like them?
With the mentality of giving it a try, everyone learned to sing a strange song together.
…
"Very good, very good!" Li Dejian applauded.
I don’t know what my elder brother and Mrs. Murong are doing. If you say to sell newspapers, then just sell newspapers.
Why do you have to find these beggars and sing such a weird song?
Moreover, he asked someone to make him a set of even more bizarre clothes, even stranger than those of the Hu people.
What is the purpose of Big Brother's action?
Li Dejian carefully recalled Qin Yuan's expression at that time.
Qin Yuan had his back to him at the time, and his back looked a little desolate.
He no longer spoke in a playful manner, but was filled with an indescribable sadness.
"I'm not a pushover, and I'm certainly not someone who likes to cause trouble."
"Now that I have the opportunity to use them and help them, I'll just do it."
"A person's value is always reflected through others."
…
It was raining and windy all night.
The roads in Jingzhou were still a bit muddy, but the sedan chairs and carriages of the civil and military officials had already stopped at the edge of the imperial city.
A while later.
The streets beside the imperial city were already bustling with activity.
Those setting up stalls, those shopping, and musicians and dancers who had just finished work, all gathered here.
The crowds of people are endless.
A dozen or so children in strange clothes suddenly appeared.
They wore cloth hats, a large cloth bag slung across their shoulders, and a piece of paper rolled up in their hands.
Under the surprised gazes of passers-by, they raised the newspapers in their hands, threw them in the air, and ran towards the place with the most people.
While running, he was humming a strange song.
"La la la, la la la, I'm a newspaper seller..."
All of a sudden, the attention of passers-by on the street was attracted by these sudden appearance of newspaper boys.
"Kids, what are you doing?"
"Baby, what the hell are you singing?"
"Hey kid, what the hell is this newspaper? How do you sell it?"
“…”
The newsboys all replied in unison, smiling, "Go to Chongwenfang, go to Chongwenfang, and you'll know everything once you get there!"
With the promotion of newsboys.
A large number of onlookers rushed to Chongwenfang out of curiosity.
Soon, the small newspaper stand was surrounded by people.
The shop owner, Du Gong, looked at the huge crowd in front of the shop door, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, then showed a smile as warm as spring breeze and went out to welcome the customers!
When everyone saw the boss coming out, they hurriedly said:
"Boss, what's this newspaper of yours?"
"Boss, did you find those dolls?"
"Boss, what does your shop do?"
“…”
Everyone was talking at once, making a lot of noise.
The governor looked at the crowd with a smile, picked up a newspaper, and said slowly, "This is the newspaper, the Great Zhou Weekly!"
"This newspaper is really good stuff. Don't miss it if you pass by!"
The governor started shouting.
"Good stuff? How good?"
The sturdy man folded his hands, looked extremely impatient, and snorted coldly.
The governor said cheerfully, "My hero, do you care about your country and the world?"
The flesh on the sturdy man's face twitched, and he said disdainfully, "A real man should serve his country even in his lifetime! Who wouldn't care?"
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