I am engaged in construction in Datang

After the discussion in the court that day, everyone was very enthusiastic about publishing a newspaper, and a newspaper publishing department was immediately established, with Sun Fujia, the first number one scholar in the Tang Dynasty, as the director.

Several prime ministers including Fang Xuanling and Zhangsun Wuji were specially invited contributors.

What the court has no shortage of is ministers with brilliant literary talent. Ever since Fang Xuanling's questions and answers were copied and recited by students all over the world, who would not be envious?

Everybody is secretly working hard!

Inside the newspaper office, Sun Fujia was holding a stack of submissions and felt a bit of a headache.

This needs to be advertised in the newspaper, and that needs to be advertised too. I can’t afford to offend this one, and I can’t offend that one either...ah, this job is not easy!

"Minister Sun, Minister Sun..." The gatekeeper ran in: "Duke Song is here."

Sun Fujia: “…”

I really can’t do this anymore!

Outside the newspaper office, Xiao Yu got off the carriage, looked around, and tightened the papers hidden in his sleeves.

He had previously scolded Fang Xuanling for being shameless and seeking fame!

Now that I'm here by myself, I must not let others see me, otherwise it will damage my reputation.

"Duke of Song." Sun Fujia trotted over to greet him.

"I came here alone this time, and no one else knows." Xiao Yu gave Sun Fujia a look, telling him to experience it himself.

"I understand." Sun Fujia understood, so he led the man to the room and sent a servant to follow him.

After leaving the house, Sun Fujia wiped the sweat off his head. Before he could catch his breath, the servant in the other wing rushed over and said, "Minister, Minister, Duke Zhao is calling you over!"

Sun Fujia: "Oh my god, my dear mother!"

Then he hurried over to Duke Zhao.

By noon, four officials of high status had arrived at the small newspaper office. They were all in different rooms, sipping tea and complaining about Sun Fujia's poor hospitality.

"Minister Sun, why isn't my article on the first page?" Wen Yanbo took a sip of tea. What he was holding in his hand was the revised third edition of the newspaper, but he was still not satisfied.

With his talent, he should have been on the first page!

"Duke Yu's talent is undoubtedly beyond doubt, but..." Sun Fujia wiped his sweat and thought, why don't you go and talk to the others yourself?

Wen Yanbo naturally saw who was listed on the first page, but the problem is, he is here now, why don’t you, Sun Fujia, give me some face?

If I tell anyone about this, will I, Wen Yanbo, still be able to survive?

"No problem, go and do the layout! Also, don't let anyone know that I'm here!"

Sun Fujia: “…”

This newspaper is revised again and again, from morning till night.

It is said that one goes to the newspaper office early in the morning and returns after dusk.

In the end, Wen Yanbo did not get the right to publish the first edition of the article and returned home angrily.

As soon as he arrived at the mansion, he was told by others that not only he was reporting to the police today, but Xiao Yu, Changsun Wuji and Yan Shigu were also reporting to the police. This was really embarrassing.

Not only did he fail to hide his whereabouts, he also made a huge mistake. It was a pity that he was still trying to show off his identity at the time!

"Well, you are such a good fellow, Sun Fuga! You are making a fool of me!"

A loud and extremely angry shout came from Duke Yu’s mansion.

……

The stream water was clear and transparent, and the current was neither fast nor slow. A white paper boat was swaying in it. Wang Erya sat on a stone by the stream like a lady, holding a pear wood comb in her right hand, slowly combing her hair.

She has been sitting here for two quarters of an hour.

Zhao Erniu came hurriedly from a distance, and when he saw him, he paused suspiciously, then ran away in a hurry.

The smile on Wang Erya’s lips disappeared and she tightened her grip on the comb.

After a while, Li Yingwu walked past quickly again. This time, he didn't even see Wang Erya posing by the stream.

"Erya? What are you doing?" Li Xiaoqiu was also walking hurriedly, holding a few bottles of chemicals in her hands. The group of Taoists had now started learning the chemistry course. She and Xiaohua were teaching them the basics such as letters, chemical formulas, and structural formulas.

Some people understand it very quickly, while others can never learn it no matter how hard they try.

They are using up the medicines so quickly that the workshop can hardly keep up.

"Sister Xiaoqiu~" Wang Erya smiled shyly. She was different today. She had braided her hair, wore new clothes, and did things in a much quieter and gentler manner.

"Erya, the owner of the manor is at the manor today. Go and take his pulse." After Li Xiaoqiu said this, he left in a hurry without waiting for Wang Erya to answer.

Wang Erya: “…”

Zhao Chengyi came out from behind the tree with a group of children: "Wang Erya, just give up, they are all very busy and don't have time to listen to you!"

Wang Erya smiled gently: "Zhao Chengyi, I'm not Wang Erya now, I'm Wang Jingyi."

"Heh! No one calls you Wang Jingyi!" Zhao Chengyi raised his head and breathed out through his nostrils.

Just like him, his name was Zhao Shitou before, and now he changed his name to Zhao Chengyi, but everyone still calls him Shitou.

He protested, but no one listened. Adults never listen to children!

"They all know!" Wang Erya was angry. Yes, everyone knew that her name was now Wang Jingyi!

"So what?" Zhao Chengyi looked at her and said with disdain: "Although your name is 'Jingyi', you are not gentle, quiet, or pleasant at all!"

"Zhao Shitou, how can you say that to Erya!" Li Qinhao, who was about ten years old, covered her mouth immediately after she finished speaking. Oh no, she also got accustomed to saying that.

Wang Erya couldn't bear the continuous blows and tears finally welled up in her eyes.

"Li Xiaohua, you are still the same! And Tiezhu, Ahu..." Zhao Chengyi read out the names one by one, and then everyone became unhappy.

So the boy and the girl started fighting again, and this time they were crying while fighting.

Li Yin was writing an economics book when she received the news.

When she was tired of writing, she would read and let Uncle Sanxi write.

Li Xiaoxia ran over in a hurry. She had just been on her way to the workshop when she saw a group of children fighting each other.

She didn't want to intervene at first, but her three-year-old son squeezed in excitedly...

"Master, the children are fighting again. This time they are fighting so hard that the youngest one's teeth were knocked out."

"Isn't his brother looking at him?" Li Yin paused, and a little ink spread out.

"His brother was being beaten by Erya and Xiaohua."

Li Yin: “…”

The two eunuchs, Li Yi and Li Er, who were recording, kept writing on the paper: In the 18th year of the Tang Dynasty, the children under the age of 16 in the female village started the 31st battle between men and women. The cause is unknown, the process is unknown, and the result: the youngest child knocked out a tooth.

"Luckily, he's the youngest child and his teeth can still grow out, otherwise..." He would have to get a gold tooth.

Thinking of this, Li Yin wrote the word "denture" on the paper. She would go back and check the teeth for the people in the village, as well as the old men like Fang Xuanling. If anyone had missing teeth, they would get one installed.

"Xiaochun, call the children over." Li Yin planned to assign them some tasks, otherwise they would be so idle during the weekend that they would make a big fuss.

I don't know why they started fighting again this time, but fortunately everyone knew their limits and didn't beat anyone until they were covered in bruises or hit any vital parts of their bodies. Most of the time, the pain would only last for a while and then go away.

In a moment, the children came over pushing and shoving.