Chapter 1046

Huyi border town Yiwu.

A hundred years ago, Hu Yi and Da Lin were also regarded as our ancestors, and their countries had not been established yet.

Therefore, in addition to clothing, the system and official positions are similar. They are divided into townships, counties and prefectures. They are under the jurisdiction of county leaders and officials. There are also inspectors in all localities, who are in charge of salt, soldiers, ships and so on. The official positions are progressive and rigorous.

And Yiwu, Huyi, is not much different from Jinjiang, which is a land of water!

Yiwu is known as the city of beautiful jade, which means that the jade mined here is comparable to none. Therefore, many businessmen go in and out here every day to trade. In the evening, the whole street will be decorated like Lijiang in Dali. The scenery is beautiful and the home is not closed!

Every day!

Song Zhi has been writing a book behind closed doors these days.

I've been up all night for a long time!

After countless times of repeated polishing and finalization, the book was finally written early this morning. He checked it several times before and after to make sure that the contents in the book were accurate and free of loopholes. Then he hurried to steam a steamed bun on the boiler and went out after barely filling his teeth.

When I went out, the broken door creaked.

There was a frightening noise!

He sighed and looked at his roof. All the tiles had fallen. If he went on like this, he was afraid that there would be a risk of collapse. If he encountered heavy rain and snow again, he would freeze to death here.

"I just hope this book can enter the eyes of the leader!" He pinned all his hopes on the book in his hand.

If you do, you can buy yourself two winter clothes and repair your broken roof.

But if not

"Hey!"

No longer delay time, he hurried to Zhao's class!

The man named Song Zhi, who is in his twenties and twenties this year, is beautiful and gentle. Although he is dressed in coarse linen and extremely shabby, he is vaguely a graceful young man, a scholar and knowledgeable. He was born in a famous family. Originally, the Song family had been civil servants in all dynasties, but his generation was gradually depressed. However, Song Zhi made a good poem. He has the reputation of "poetry Fairy" in Yiwu. Every time, the poetry volume can be sold out in less than half a day. Therefore, his literary talent has also attracted many expensive families

My brother made friends with him. Although Song Zhi didn't know how to refuse, he knew his bitter identity. Therefore, he respected others and never made deep friends.

But five years ago, Song Zhi suddenly stopped writing poetry and gradually faded out of the literary world. After his fame was greatly reduced, the literati and noble children who made friends with him said that he had run out of talent and literary skills, so they began to stay away from him and no longer communicate with him.

Song Zhi should have a promising future, but after he stopped writing poetry, the status of "poetry Fairy" plummeted, and the people in Yiwu no longer bought his old poetry. Even the name Song Zhi was gradually forgotten in five years.

So far, no one knows why Song Zhi no longer writes poetry?

No one knows why Song Zhi turned to write a book for the troupe after he stopped writing poetry and was willing to be a story Lang! In the first two years, he was able to earn some money to supplement his family with his own good book, but later, the industry gradually sprung up, and many scholars who "run out of talent" began to turn to storytellers. Their writing became more and more vulgar and outrageous, but those vulgar things turned against him

It has attracted the brainless pursuit of countless people, and even stirred up the good drama industry. The people even don't care whether the play is good or good, all just for the flow of Huadan.

So, they raised a group of beautiful Dan characters who can't act! The previous leaders who had contacts with Song Yu also asked him to change his style and write some tacky books. However, although Song Zhi was poor, he was unwilling to follow the waves and rush. He always insisted on writing good books and meaningful books. At the beginning, those leaders still wanted to buy him from the old feelings

The book came on stage, but the sales volume was very poor. Gradually, those team leaders no longer sold others' feelings.

Song Yu's last "boiling pot" was six months ago!

Although he was often empty, he still didn't want to write vulgar books.

These days, he created behind closed doors and determined that this would be the last time. If he failed again, he would have to abandon his article and go to the sea to do business with the two dog eggs in the next village.

When he arrived at the Zhao family class, the leader Lao Tao poured him a cup of hot tea and brought him some sweet potatoes.

This old Tao is the adoptive brother of the former leader of Zhao's class. After Zhao's death, he tricked the team to him. At the beginning, he changed Zhao's class into Tao's class, but because the business decreased greatly after changing his name, Lao Tao changed his name back and continued to call Zhao's class!

Song Zhiwen sat there, warm and upright, looking at the sweet potato at hand and swallowing his saliva. His stomach was useless.

I only ate a steamed bread this morning!

Not hungry!

Lao Tao saw his eyes: "you eat first and we'll talk when you're full."

"No need!"

"Why are you so polite to me? Eat."

A sweet potato can't kill a hero. Song Zhi doesn't care about etiquette and face. He picks up the sweet potato and peels it to eat.

When he was halfway there——

Lao Tao said, "Xiao Song, it's not that I don't help you. You know that no one watches your play. I also know that you are difficult, but don't embarrass me!"

"Cough, cough..."

Song Zhi choked.

No more appetite!

Silently put the half sweet potato in his hand aside.

He said, "master Tao, song didn't embarrass you today. He wrote a new book for you to see." Lao Tao didn't hold any hope. He didn't even have the desire to see it. He said with a wrinkled face: "you are a talented person and have a lot of knowledge. I also know what you write is good, but you can see that I have a whole troupe to support. I can't let everyone follow you for your talent

Are you hungry? "

"I know." "You don't know!" Lao Tao stood up and sighed, "now there is a lot of competition among the major troupes. No one likes to watch those traditional operas. If you want to make money, you have to cater to everyone's taste. Otherwise, where can you get the money? I also want to buy those good books you wrote, but your writing is too literary and artistic. It's true

It doesn't fit. "

Song Zhi also stood up politely. With a bitter face, Lao Tao came over, took his hand and shook it gently. The Buddhist mouth woman said, "Xiao Song! Why don't you listen to my advice? If you still want to sell drama books, let's change our ideas, change our books, lose all your previous things, and then follow others' likes

Write about those things, write about the customs! " The word "vulgar" was bitten tightly by Lao Tao!