Could it be Song Jimao who has the courage to confess his love to Zhu Xinning?
In everyone's eyes, it seems that only he is so bold and has such strength.
But Wang Yingqiu shook her head, and her eyes seemed to show a hint of disdain and contempt, but it was fleeting, and everyone thought they were seeing things.
Then Wang Yingqiu said, "Everyone guessed wrong. It wasn't written by Young Master Song."
"Master Wang, who exactly are you? Tell us quickly!"
Yes, yes!
A group of people below immediately shouted, their enthusiasm running high.
Seeing this, Wang Yingqiu was overjoyed: This must be the sense of anticipation he was talking about.
He then shook his head and smiled wryly, "Actually, this poem was published in the first issue of the Da'an Daily. I only got it through an acquaintance. Everyone will be able to see it tomorrow!"
"Da'an Newspaper Office?"
"newspaper?"
The crowd erupted in uproar, and then began to discuss it amongst themselves.
"I've heard of the Da'an Newspaper Office; it's right behind the Imperial Academy!"
"I heard that it's a new department established by His Majesty. The newspapers they publish are like notices in a government office, and they're divided into different sections!"
"Oh, it seems you have a friend at the newspaper? How do you know so much detail?"
"Exactly!"
The man was somewhat smug.
"Hehe, to be honest, I also have friends at a newspaper. I heard that this newspaper has a total of..."
So the two of them proceeded to recount the details of the newspaper and its various functions with remarkable familiarity, leaving everyone in awe.
The scholars present were amazed after hearing this.
"This literature section is excellent!"
"The other sectors sound pretty good too!"
"If someone can get their poem published in the newspaper, everyone in Jingzhou will see it. That's more public exposure than winning first place at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival!"
"That's right! And who is the president of the Da'an Newspaper? It's none other than Young Master Jing Zhe, the number one talent in Anguo! If President Jing could publish one of his poems in each issue for us to enjoy, that would be wonderful!"
"That makes sense!"
"..."
Seeing the crowd's enthusiasm ignited, the two who had just said "friends at the newspaper office" quietly retreated to the back of the crowd, exchanged a glance, and kept their achievements hidden.
Needless to say, these were all members of the newspaper who had been assigned to Wuxian Garden by Jing Zhe. They had just performed a charade, which had completely piqued everyone's curiosity.
At this moment, Wang Yingqiu, not forgetting to add fuel to the fire, clapped her hands to signal everyone to be quiet and said with a smile, "I also heard from an acquaintance that tomorrow's newspaper's literature section will not only feature this poem written for Zhu Sheren, but Zhu Sheren has also personally written a ci poem in return."
"Aww!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd nearly went mad!
Since becoming a secretary in the Imperial Secretariat, Zhu Xinning had not written any poems for many years. Unexpectedly, this time she not only picked up a pen, but also wrote it for the man who wrote love poems for her!
"Master Wang, since you can't tell us who wrote this poem, can't you at least tell us where to buy it?"
"That's possible."
Wang Yingqiu smiled, and the hall instantly fell silent. Everyone held their breath, and you could hear a pin drop.
"The first issue of the Da'an Newspaper will be available for sale at Wenxiangju at 1:15 AM tomorrow. A copy of the newspaper, which includes five sections, will only cost one hundred copper coins, much cheaper than a bottle of strong liquor! Moreover, due to limited manpower, only five hundred copies of the first batch will be printed. First come, first served, so everyone should seize the opportunity!"
After saying this, Wang Yingqiu turned and went upstairs.
Wenxiangju…
Everyone clenched their fists and bought it!
...
Meanwhile, at Wenxiangju.
Wenxiangju was unusually popular today, with the first-floor lobby packed to capacity. The reason for this was that word had spread in the afternoon that Bailu, a girl from Wuxianyuan, would be telling stories at Wenxiangju that evening—an unprecedented event. Wenxiangju was already crowded with people dining there on weekday evenings, and with the addition of a beautiful girl from Wuxianyuan, second only to Wang Yingqiu, telling stories, everyone was determined to come and listen!
The room didn't feel particularly crowded because of this, as there were no other customers besides those who were seated. Some people who couldn't find a seat and wanted to stand aside to listen were asked to leave by the waiters.
It was past midnight, and there was still no sign that Wenxiangju was preparing to serve dinner.
The customers in the lobby weren't in a hurry; they were all chatting happily. For them, being able to sit here was already a great honor, considering how many people outside wanted to come in but didn't have the chance!
At this moment, to everyone's surprise, neither Manager Song nor Second Manager Song of Wenxiangju showed up. Instead, Shitou, a usually very active waiter, stepped forward.
"First of all, thank you all for visiting our Wenxiangju. I would like to inform you that our manager, Mr. Song, has moved his entire family back to his hometown due to some family matters, and Wenxiangju has been transferred to another owner!"
One stone stirs up a thousand waves.
Most of the people who come here are regulars, and they naturally know about the long history of Wenxiangju. How could Manager Song have transferred it?
So everyone asked curiously, "Who is the new owner?"
Shi Tou smiled and shook his head, saying, "Our new boss is a very low-key person who doesn't like to show off. Moreover, he believes that the purpose of running a restaurant is to let everyone eat and drink well and have a good time."
Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Shi Tou continued, "Therefore, our boss has decided that from today onwards, anyone who comes to our Wenxiangju restaurant will have unlimited strong liquor, and the price will be even lower than before!"
"Really? Is that true?"
"Whether you take it seriously or not, just order whatever you like later. If there's a shortage, feel free to come to me!"
Stone patted his chest and said.
When Jing Zhe told him about this this afternoon, he was also skeptical. After all, Manager Song had been busy for several days without any results, so how could it be so easy for Jing Zhe?
However, when he saw that Zhang Xiaoyu, the eldest daughter of the Zhang family's winery, sent five hundred jars of strong liquor to Wenxiangju and asked Jing Zhe with great concern, "Is that enough? If not, send two more carts," he completely believed her and became even more determined to follow Jing Zhe!
"Okay, then I'll have to try it later!"
"I haven't been able to drink it for days, so I'll order a few more jars!"
"Ha, you're just bragging! You're drunk after just one jar!"
"..."
Stone clapped his hands again and laughed, "Today is the first day since our new owner took over, so we've prepared some perks for everyone. We've invited Miss Bailu from Wuxian Garden to tell you stories from the newspaper that will be published by Da'an Newspaper tomorrow morning! So lunch will be a little late, please don't be impatient!"
"No rush, no rush!"
Everyone waved their hands repeatedly.
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