Qing Dynasty: After reading my heart, Kangxi and the Nine Dragons are united

Kangxi and the crown prince were both surprised: Is this a bit too much water?

After 120 repetitions of Dafa, there was no idiot in the secular sense among Kangxi's sons. But Yin? That literary talent...

It cannot be called literary talent.

Kangxi would have to chant Amitabha for being able to write fluently.

The Third Prince also had some reputation among the officials, otherwise, according to the historical line mentioned by Eighteenth Voice, Kangxi would not have sent him to lead people to compile "The Origin of Calendar and Lunar Calendar" and "The Complete Works of Ancient and Modern Books".

Xiao Shiba's conclusion today was definitely the worst humiliation he had ever suffered since he was enlightened.

No wonder he is the father of several children, but he still gets angry and cries.

"Oh, oh, oh, it's not just that, my dear father!" The third prince said angrily, "My son has been revising it for six times, six times in total, and he didn't even have time for lunch. Eighteenth brother either said it was too profound or that he was showing off his knowledge."

"Finally, I asked someone to take my son's essay to those literate old palace maids and eunuchs to read. When they understood it without any delay, my son would be considered qualified."

"Tenth brother said, what's the difficulty? He wrote an article on the spot and was praised lavishly."

It would be difficult for the Third Prince not to think that he was being targeted!

But Yinzhen said that he was not, he did not, and this situation did not exist at all. He just wanted the content of the newspaper to be easy to understand, like Bai Juyi's poems. Even the elderly, the weak, women and children could understand the content after listening to it once.

And the Third Prince's article...

Yin Xuan shook his head: "I can't say it's bad, but the words are too ornate and the allusions are too obscure. It's not easy to understand. In this aspect, Brother Ten did a good job."

Princes:!!!

You still said, you still said, didn’t you see that he was so angry that he cried?

Even the Tenth Prince, who was praised, blushed: "Eighteenth brother likes my article, I am happy. But compared with Third Brother, I am really far behind. Third Brother has been hardworking since he was young and has outstanding talent. He is always in the top row among all the brothers in literature class."

Yin Xuan held his forehead with his hand: "I didn't say that Third Brother is bad! But... this newspaper is to be circulated in the market, and it must be understood by the people, so as to meet the original intention of publishing a newspaper, right?"

"I have no intention of humiliating my third brother. I just thought that the palace maids and eunuchs have never been able to read. If they can understand, this newspaper will be more circulated."

[Otherwise, no matter how brilliant your writing is, if others don’t understand it, it’s all in vain, right?]

[well! ]

[The Qing Dynasty was afraid of repeating the old path of the Mongols and was afraid of being driven back to the border to herd sheep. The stick of ignorance was wielded fiercely, and the curse of literary inquisition was recited frequently. It was not possible to pass the imperial examinations, but it was easy to be executed if one was not good at writing poetry. Under such high pressure, wouldn't there be illiterate people everywhere?]

[At the end of the Qing Dynasty, it is said that the illiteracy rate reached 99%. Although this data is unverified and may be exaggerated, it is certain that there are few people who can read among the people. If the mainstream market is illiterate, who are you going to read the words for?]

Yinzhen was secretly complaining and was very dissatisfied.

But the third brother was so angry that he cried, so he didn’t know what to say.

I just kept mumbling in my mind: [No wonder netizens talk about Han Fu, Jin characters, Tang poetry, Song lyrics, Yuan opera, Ming novels, and Qing treaties. They also say that the great Chinese nation was more powerful than the Qin, stronger than the Han, more majestic than the Sui, more prosperous than the Tang, richer than the Song, more resolute than the Ming, and more servile than the Qing.]

[I have been talking for so long, but everyone is just trying to coax the child, and no one is willing to listen to my advice. I can’t help him, I can’t help him at all! Even Thirteenth Brother doesn’t think my opinions are insightful…]

Kangxi and the other princes gritted their teeth secretly: Tell me clearly, what does it mean that the Ming Dynasty made a treaty with the Qing Dynasty?

How can you be strong in Ming Dynasty and a slave in Qing Dynasty?

Was it because Zhu Qizhen had never been a prisoner of the Oirat Mongols, or was it because Chongzhen had never considered making peace with Emperor Taizu?

But there were many obstacles and it failed.

That's why I ended up hanging myself on Coal Hill, leaving behind the words "Let the thieves dismember my body, but don't hurt any civilians."

Still strong! If he was really strong, he should have killed those treacherous officials with his sword, confiscated their property to get the military funds. Fight the border invasions outside and comfort the refugees inside. Instead of thinking that he was too ashamed to see his ancestors and could only cover his face with his hair.

But I couldn't ask, nor could I express my disapproval.

The father and his sons could only listen in frustration as the little guy got angrier and angrier, and in the end, he seemed to have given up completely as he tried his best.

Kangxi was waiting for him to reveal more secrets so that he could find out the gaps and help the Nine Dragons unite. How could he allow him to give up halfway?

He quickly gave him a look and the prince resigned himself to his fate and stepped forward.

Smiling, he squatted down to look at Yinzhen, with a serious face: "I didn't think much of it at first, but the more I listened, the more I felt that what Eighteenth Brother said made sense. Goods are sold to users, and coffins are sold to the dead. The same is true for articles. The quality of the article depends on the person who reads it."

"Third brother is indeed a talented writer, but eighteenth brother wants to write a Qing newspaper that all Qing people can read and understand."

Yeah.

Yinzhen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "It has to be the second brother, the crown prince! The second brother is absolutely right. If you are going in the wrong direction, all your efforts will go to waste. I never said that the third brother's article was bad from the beginning to the end, and I didn't mean to insult him. It's just not suitable, and I just want to improve it, and I just want a better and more suitable one."

After saying that, he stood on tiptoe and handed over a handkerchief: Don’t cry, third brother, wipe your tears and continue to play!

Third Prince: ...

In fact, he didn't want to, but under the double pressure from his father and his second brother, the Crown Prince, he had to think about it even if he didn't want to.

I still have to try hard to pull the corners of my lips and say it’s okay, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved.

It's also because he has a quick temper.

In short, everyone contributes... oh no, everyone works together to coax the little guy and keep him motivated and not give up.

Then, everyone including Kangxi was assigned to write an essay on a given topic.

Let's all come together and contribute to the first edition of the Qing Daily.

He suffered all the pain that the Third Prince had just experienced.

Of course, except for the Tenth Prince.

His writing is simple and straightforward, without any embellishment. The old eunuchs and maids in the palace can understand it easily without any pressure.

With Yinzhen's strong praise, it directly made the front page headlines.

Overwhelm Kangxi.

The Tenth Prince trembled in fear, fearing that he would be punished later.

This also made Kangxi and the other princes uneasy, fearing that the Da Qing Bao would be the last after the first edition and there would be no further news.

In order to avoid this tragedy, Kangxi even used roundabout means to organize promotions.

For example, when meeting a minister and chatting about family matters after discussing court affairs, he would inevitably mention the Da Qing Bao that his beloved sons were working on.

What can officials say?

I can only praise the young prince for his originality and the respect of the princes. He also said that he would buy the newspaper as soon as it was released to appreciate the good articles.

At this time, he completely forgot that he could not persuade his younger son, and wrote a doggerel in praise of the thermos.

The prince did not forget, but the prince did not dare to remind him!

So, after the first edition of 5,000 copies of the Da Qing Bao was sold out, the most widely circulated thing was not the Tenth Prince or the Third Prince, but the poetic talent of Emperor Kangxi.

The heat is coming, and the cold night turns into warm spring.

Aquarius has done a great job, bringing warmth to your sleep.

Well, simple, straightforward, and easy to understand, this is a good poem that ordinary people can understand. By the way, where can I buy the water bottle that the emperor praised so much?