Shangshanfang Xixixi Street

Jiang Zui

Jiang Boding put down his pen and looked at the first chapter of the three "Journey to the West" neatly placed on the desk, and showed a relieved smile.

"Madam, thank you for your hard work!" Jiang Boding turned his gaze and looked at his wife who had just put down his pen. His eyes showed a look of shame: "Madam, you are obviously pregnant, but I want you to help me..."

"It's okay." Mrs. Jiang, with a bulging belly, raised her hand and put her hair down her cheeks, and smiled gently: "I am very happy to help you with my husband. Besides, I have been lucky enough to copy this story with infinite mysteries, and I have also benefited a lot. By the way, our children seem to like this story very much. He has not made any noise for so long. Oh, maybe he is busy comprehending the path of heaven and earth that the scholarly old man, the scholarly God, used the story of the stone monkey..."

Mrs. Jiang reached out to touch her stomach gently, her eyes full of maternal brilliance.

"The great way is invisible, giving birth to heaven and earth; the great way is ruthless, running the sun and the moon; the great way is nameless, nourishing all things; I don't know its name, so I'm called it Tao..." Mrs. Jiang stroked the quiet baby in her belly, and softly repeated the comments that were moved to the end of the manuscript of the first chapter, sincerely praising: "Old Master Tang is really a scholastic man. Just this sentence can be used to establish a sect."

"Madam, I knew you would definitely think so!" Jiang Boding stood up excitedly: "Madam, I'm so sorry that you were not on the scene at that time. When the old man preached in person, he felt more mysterious, and it was far more enlightening than just reading this passage! You should have heard the thunder today, Madam, right? You don't know, when the thunder sounded, the old man was preaching! I suspect that it was not thunder at all, but... the celestial being sentient!"

"This..." Although Mrs. Jiang also admired Mr. Tang's talent for starting his priest, she still didn't believe that this kind of achievement that only ancient sages could achieve with a very small probability. She did not believe that it would happen to Mr. Tang, who was still not famous: "It shouldn't be that way, right?"

At the turn of summer and autumn, a sudden gathering of wind and clouds sounded thunder. Although it was not common, it was not something that had never happened.

"Madam, you won't understand it if you haven't seen it with your own eyes." Jiang Boding was stubborn: "A few days later, after accumulating some credit, I will find a way to ask the old man to give you a chance to listen to the sermon on the spot. Then, you will know everything."

"Husband, don't be impulsive. Of course I believe you. You have finally been appreciated by Mr. Tang, and then you were promoted to the royal palace to join the army. If you accidentally annoy Mr. Tang because of this, it would be too much of a loss."

Mrs. Jiang quickly persuaded her.

"It's okay, Old Master Tang is a kind and kind elder. According to his husband, he is very happy to let more know the truth he has learned."

Jiang Boding answered dismissively.

Mrs. Jiang stopped persuading her. She knew her husband's character well, and Jiang Boding firmly believed that even ten things could not be delayed.

"Madam, you have a good rest. I'll go to the Beijing Daily newspaper to deliver the original manuscript and will be back soon!"

Jiang Boding found a book writer and carefully filled a manuscript with the freshly dried pen and ink into it.

"Be careful, I heard from Aran that there are many Tingwei and Jingzhao Yabo running back and forth on the street. Don't be mistakenly caught by them."

Mrs. Jiang quickly told her carefully that Aran was the only girl in the Jiang family.

"I am a husband, but I am a member of the Wei Palace. Who dares to arrest me?"

Jiang Boding took out a brand new identity card and said with a little smug smile.

"That's true." Mrs. Jiang also smiled: "I actually forgot this."

Tingwei Li Junchen and Jingzhao Yin Huangfu Duankang are both direct descendants of Prime Minister Tang. How could they make things difficult for the officials of the King of Wei’s shogunate? Not to mention that Jiang Boding was doing business for Old Master Tang this time. The King of Wei, who was in charge of the world, dared not offend Old Master Tang, and lent the Tingwei Tiqi and Jingzhao Yabo runners a hundred courage, but did not dare to stop Jiang Boding.

Jiang Boding remained calm and took another book to put the manuscript copied by Mrs. Jiang, then picked up the two manuscripts and walked towards the door.

"Madam, I'm going to visit a friend, so I don't have to wait for me for dinner."

Jiang Boding, who walked out of the door, turned around and said again as if he suddenly remembered it.

"Well, go early and come back soon." Mrs. Jiang didn't think too much, but just reminded: "Don't miss the curfew."

Jiang Boding quickly replied, "Don't worry, madam, I will definitely come back before the curfew."

...

After leaving the house, Jiang Boding soon stopped a carriage and reported the address of the editorial department of the Beijing Daily.

In a short while, the carriage arrived at the Beijing Daily Editorial Department, which was two feet tall and had a six-foot-long plaque. It was a courtyard covering an area of ​​at least two acres. There were various noises in the courtyard. There were big and round men with two waists and iron rulers at the gate.

Jiang Boding tidied up his clothes, stepped out of the carriage, and said, "Brother, please wait a moment, I have to go to the Daolu Department."

After chatting with Jiang Boding all the way, the waiter who was already quite familiar with the relationship immediately replied: "It's okay to say it, sir, just go and do your business first, I'll wait for you here."

"Thank you."

Jiang Boding thanked him and went to the editorial department of Beijing Daily.

"Sir, what's the point?"

A strong man with a raw face and a strong man in the gateway did his best to show his kindness.

"Come and send the manuscript." Jiang Boding didn't want to waste time and added: "The manuscript of Yi Shi."

Yi Shi is the pseudonym of Mr. Tang.

"Wow, sir is Yi Shi's family?!" The strong man in the gatekeeper looked at Jiang Boding and suddenly became extremely eager: "Sir, your story is so beautiful! I especially like the Yingning you wrote. What manuscript did you send today? But is it a story similar to Yingning?"

"Xiong Er, you are not afraid of scaring the gentleman!" The strong man at the gate could not bear to see him anymore, so he forced his colleague away from the questioning. He took his busy schedule and had not forgotten to talk to Jiang Boding: "Sir, please come in quickly! My brother is a fool, don't be as good as him. I will go and inform the director of the museum... No, inform the editor."

"I'm working hard. I'm not Yi Shi, I'm just sending manuscripts for Yi Shi."

Jiang Boding's face was light and the clouds were quiet, but his heart was filled with joy.

The story of Yi Shi's family has received positive reviews, and Jiang Boding believes that he has made half of the contributions.

With this good mood, Jiang Boding entered the editorial department of the Beijing Daily for the first time.

Perhaps because it was just opened, the editorial department was a little confused. The editorial department employees wearing various vests marked with identity hurriedly and talked to each other without any confidentiality.

It took just a short journey from the gate to the entrance of the editor-in-chief's office. Jiang Boding already knew that the Beijing Daily, which had just released its first issue today, had a good start and sold more than 3,500 copies.

Then Jiang Boding met the heroic editor-in-chief of the Beijing Daily - Dou Yuniang.

So young? And still a girl?

Jiang Boding was very surprised, but his expression was well controlled. After the ceremony, he presented a book: "I, Jiang Boding, was entrusted by Mr. Yishi, to send the manuscript. Please check it out."

"I'm sorry Mr. Jiang! Please wait for Mr. Jiang! Someone comes and serve tea!"
Chapter completed!