"Well, with everyone Feng''s poems this time, the Confucian journal can certainly press the ink journal this time!" Wei Si''an said happily as he looked at the poetry column of the new issue of the Confucian journal.


    "Everyone Feng''s poems are really popular and unique in Chang''an city!" chief editor Ma nodded in agreement. Everyone Feng was introduced by him and appreciated by his boss. He also had a light on his face.


    Everyone Feng is a famous poet in Chang''an city. He is quite famous in Chang''an city. Of course, this is before the birth of Mohist school. Now there is a great debate about copyright. Everyone Feng naturally took advantage of the opportunity to take out his excellent works collected for many years and take advantage of the opportunity to gain both fame and wealth.


    The Confucian journal and the ink journal are paid for contributions at the same time. Feng, who thinks he is the son of a saint, naturally stands firmly on the side of the Confucian journal.


    "I''ll settle the bill for Feng according to 900 words this time. I''m sure the Confucian journal will be popular with paid contributions." Wei Si''an waved his big hand.


    Editor in chief Ma nodded proudly and said, "don''t worry, this time we have a secret weapon. There must be brave men under the heavy money. This time, the Confucian journal got a legendary novel to test the love story between talented people and beautiful dragon women, which makes people love it!"


    Editor in chief Ma couldn''t help but hand a stack of manuscripts to wesan. Wei Si''an''s eyes brightened when he took it. Although this book is not as touching as Mozi''s Liang Zhu, it is better than novelty. The love of human dragon is refreshing!


    "Well, you did a good job this time!" said wesan.


    Editor in chief Ma sighed: "I have to say that although paid solicitation costs a little money, it is definitely worth the money. In this way, ink magazine will not worry about high-quality articles."


    In the past, in order to ask for some manuscripts, Confucian journals simply asked their grandparents to sue them. Sometimes just giving gifts cost a lot of money. After paying for manuscripts, the situation has changed greatly.


    Many scholars took out their manuscripts at the bottom of the box, and the number of good articles available for Confucian journals immediately increased several times.


    "By the way, there''s news from ink magazine. I heard they''re one day late." Wei Si''an frowned. It''s reasonable to say that ink magazine took the lead in collecting paid contributions. It must be Confucianism magazine that took the lead in publishing, but Confucianism magazine has been a whole day late.


    "There was news before. I heard that there was no good poetry to be drafted, so only an accounting scholar was better. I guess I can''t get it." editor in chief Ma said sarcastically.


    "The poems of the accounting scholar? That''s also poetry!" Weisi was so happy when he settled down. How can the poems written by an accounting scholar who didn''t even want to pass the examination be compared with those of everyone Feng.


    "What about Confucian journals?" asked Wei Si''an.


    Editor in chief Ma said proudly, "don''t worry, my boss. There are a lot of high-quality articles in Confucian journals this time. We have already made a draft in advance, and now we have worked overtime for printing?"


    Wei Sian pondered for a moment and asked, "since Confucianism magazine has such strength, how about if we compete with Mo magazine again?"


    "The owner means that this issue of Confucian magazine will be published in advance and then published at the same time as Mo magazine?" editor in chief Ma understood.


    Wei Si''an nodded and said, "yes, ink magazine can postpone the publication, but why can''t Confucianism magazine advance."


    After the chief editor of Ma panheng, he solemnly nodded and said, "but in that case, let Mo magazine and Confucianism magazine compare again."


    Anyway, the circulation of Confucian periodicals is not as good as that of Mohist periodicals. Even if it fails, there is no loss.


    When the publication of Ink magazine was postponed and Confucianism magazine deliberately advanced, Confucianism magazine and ink magazine collided again.


    "Good poetry!"


    "Everyone Feng''s poems are really extraordinary!"


    "It''s not only Feng''s poems, but also this love between people and dragons, which makes people linger and forget to return!"


    With the deliberate calculation of Confucian journals, the first Confucian journals to be issued soon covered the streets and alleys. Pieces of high-quality articles and Feng''s poems were immediately praised by everyone.


    "Congratulations, Feng!"


    In the literary world of Chang''an City, scholars who saw Confucian journals came to congratulate everyone Feng.


    "Where! Where!"


    Everyone Feng, dressed in Confucian clothes, was even more complacent. In the face of everyone''s congratulations, he couldn''t help being modest.


    "This is the contribution fee of everyone Feng this time. Everyone Feng''s poems are extraordinary. The Confucian journal decided to calculate the contribution fee according to 900 words."


    What everyone Feng wrote was a seven character quatrain, a total of 28 words. When editor in chief Ma publicly presented 25 yuan and 200 Wen, the whole atmosphere of the Feng family was pushed to a climax.


    That''s a full 25 yuan, enough for ordinary people to have a rich year in Chang''an city. Now it''s easy to get it by a poem by everyone Feng.


    "Nine hundred thousand words!" everyone Feng frowned. Originally, according to his idea, he took out his most proud works to make a name for the Confucian journal. He thought that he could certainly get the top price of one thousand words and one thousand words. Although he didn''t care about the two money, he was more concerned about the reputation represented by one thousand words and one thousand words. As long as the Confucian journal gave him the price of one thousand words and one thousand words, That''s to admit that he has the greatest talent in the Tang Dynasty.


    The editor in chief Ma doesn''t know what Feng''s thoughts are. Although Feng''s poems are extraordinary, they are still several grades worse than the famous works handed down by Mohist Zi. If he really gives Feng a price of a thousand words and a thousand words, how can he collect his poems in the future? I''m afraid others won''t convince the public!


    "In my opinion, everyone Feng''s poems are extremely amazing, even a thousand words and a thousand words are not too much." a follower of everyone Feng said boldly.


    "Don''t dare, don''t dare? Although I have been immersed in poetry for many years, I haven''t achieved much knowledge, so I need to go further. Where can I bear such a high reputation?" Feng waved his hands again and again. Although he was dissatisfied, he also knew that the Confucian Journal was powerful and didn''t want to offend more.


    "Everyone Feng is indeed a model of our generation, and I admire him. He only got 900 words for his poems, but the ink family can also get the price of 1000 words for such vulgar poems. It can be seen how hypocritical the ink magazine is. Since he is so brazen, he deliberately raises the reputation of the ink family." a scholar in white stepped into the door, Holding an ink magazine in his hand, he said sarcastically.


    "Mojiazi also published poems in Mo!" in an instant, everyone was surprised. Although they repeatedly belittled mojiazi, they had to admit that mojiazi''s poems were indeed the best in the Tang Dynasty.


    The reason why everyone Feng is willing to accept the price of one thousand words and nine hundred words is that there are beads and jade in Mohist poems. Even if he is proud of himself, he has to admit that there is a considerable gap between his poems and Mohist poems.


    Now I suddenly heard that Mohist Zi also published poems in ink journals. I was afraid that if Mohist Zi published another peerless poem, his poem would immediately become a joke.


    Among them, the most nervous was chief editor ma. He realized that it was no wonder that Mo magazine delayed its publication, but he certainly didn''t find good poetry, so he found a poem to ask for Mohist Zi.


    "You say Mohist poems are vulgar!" editor in chief Ma moved in his heart and stared at the ink magazine in the hands of the white scribes.


    The scholar in white proudly said, "that''s nature! In our opinion, this poem is very ordinary, and Mohist magazine even offered Mohist a price of a thousand words and a thousand words because it is Mohist''s poem."


    "A thousand words and a thousand words!" everyone Feng was stunned. The discontent in his heart immediately rushed to his heart. He wanted to see what poems of Mohist school could press him to achieve the value of a thousand words and a thousand words.


    "Ten miles of Pinghu is covered with frost, and every inch of green silk worries about the year of China. They envy only mandarin ducks but not immortals."


    Under the gaze of the public, the white scribe read Merton''s poems with a disdainful face.


    After hearing this, they could not help being silent. Most of them were immersed in poetry. They could taste the poem of mojiazi. Although it was a good poem, it was much different from the previous poems of mojiazi. When they heard about the poems of mojiazi, everyone was eager to hear another famous poem handed down from generation to generation. Now they felt lost after listening to it.


    "Everyone Feng is a poet. How about commenting on Mohist''s poems?" editor in chief Ma said in his heart. Now that Mohist''s poems are general, if you let everyone Feng comment, it''s another news that everyone likes to hear and see.


    Everyone Feng can''t help showing a trace of pride. It''s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to step on the Mohist school to improve his literary name. How can he who is keen on fame and wealth miss it.


    "Although this poem has some merits, it''s too small, empty and meaningless. It''s only suitable for the music of the boudoir. I originally expected the poems of Mo Hou, but now it seems to disappoint me. In my opinion, the price of this poem is a thousand words and two hundred words, which is a little better than that of Mr. cashier''s poem. It can''t be higher." Feng everyone sneered.


    "Everyone Feng is really a great talent, and the comments can be described as penetrating." editor in chief Ma immediately clapped his hands and shouted. The harder Feng satirized, the better the effect of this news.


    "By the way, what is the title of this poem, so that we can remember mohou''s poem of 1000 words and 200 words." everyone Feng said more vigorously.


    "What''s the name of a beautiful girl ghost? It''s a poem of love''s boudoir music." the scholar in white didn''t care.


    "Ghost of a beautiful girl, isn''t that the name of the novel of Ink magazine?" a scholar in green clothes was reading with interest with the rest of the ink magazine. He was stunned and said in surprise.


    "What? The Mohist school has published a novel again!" the editor in chief Ma was not surprised. He quickly reached out and grabbed the ink magazine from the scholar in Qingyi. He saw that it was indeed four words of the ghost of a beautiful woman written in the novel column.


    Editor in chief Ma suddenly had a bad feeling. Since the poems were written by Mozi, didn''t the novel with the same name also come from Mozi? But he saw how terrible Mozi''s original "Liang Zhu" was, and he simply couldn''t lift up the Confucian journal.