Lu Hui's face looked ugly. After thinking about it carefully, he said helplessly: "I have thought of many people, but I can't find anyone who can compete with Su Shi."

Sima Guang was also helpless, "Su Shi's talent is as talented as God's. I often doubt whether there is a spring of talent in his body, which is constantly providing him with poetry and articles, alas!"

Lu Hui suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry, he is alone, and there are so many of us. No matter how talented he is, he doesn't believe he can write so many poems and articles."

Sima Guang smiled and said, "I am also thinking about his talent. For nothing, we won't lose this matter, we will definitely win."

Lu Hui then mentioned the names of several talented men with great literary talent, including Qin Guan, "With them here, Su Shi is not an opponent."

Sima Guang felt relieved, "The article's words should be more intense, so be sure to reject them."

"good!"

Lu Hui went there in a hurry. He sent people to inform him everywhere. After going to the yamen, a group of people took a large number of people to discuss matters in a restaurant.

Wen Yanbo is the prime minister, so he naturally will not attend such gatherings.

"Everyone should brainstorm. If you have any articles, just write them. There will naturally be someone here... Shaoyou."

Lu Hui warmly invited a young man to come up and introduced: "Everyone should know this, Qin Guan, Qin Shaoyou, a rare talented man in recent years. From now on, our tabloids will depend on him. You can get close to him."

Qin Guan was a little excited and bowed to the surroundings.

At this moment, he thought of Shen An.

Shen An made a Beijing Newspaper, which made the old party panic for a moment.

The old party’s counterattack came quickly and urgently, and he was actually elected as the leader of this tabloid. I was so excited!

Thinking of the soon-to-be-fight against Shen An, Qin Guan couldn't help but feel a little arrogant in his heart.

Miscellaneous studies are miscellaneous studies. If we talk about poetry and articles, who is Qin Guan afraid of?

Even Su Shi, whom he admired, was still unwilling to admit defeat.

What's more, the old party is full of talents and countless people have those poems and articles. How is the Beijing News an opponent?

Thinking of this, Qin Guan raised his glass and drank it all.

He was originally a handsome young man, but now he was tall and stood tall, which immediately attracted cheers.

"It's much more handsome than Shen An."

"Well, and talent is outstanding."

Several big shots praised him, and someone asked, "What is the name of our tabloid?"

Lu Hui said: "Huiying News."

Everyone couldn't help but praise, and then raised their glasses to drink.

Huiying means gathering talents from old party members, which is almost a taboo.

But Zhao Shu was too partial and Wang Shao was in trouble in the Privy Council, but Zhao Shu was frustrated, which made the old party feel depressed.

Now that the elites of the old party gather here, what is the purpose of everyone?

"Shaoyou, remember, let the tabloids in the grave be covered in dust!"

Lu Hui raised his glass.

Qin Guan nodded, "It must."

Beim News, there are tombs on Beim Mountain, so Lu Hui implied that Beim News is a tabloid for ghosts.

...

Qin Guan was drunk and went to convene people to discuss matters after getting up the next day.

"Article and poetry must be prepared. The most important thing is to refute the new law. Those people agreed yesterday. If you look back, you will go to their homes to get it..."

Everyone smiled and nodded.

There is no shortage of money here. Last night, Lu Hui just mentioned it and raised 20,000 ounces on the spot.

We are not short of money!

This refreshing feeling makes people feel refreshed.

"It's just that this tabloid has to be reported. Now the memorial has entered the palace. I think there will be no problem with the Beim newspaper in front of it. So you can do it immediately."

Qin Guan thinks this kind of thing is most suitable for him.

He entered the duty room, made himself a pot of tea, and drank it slowly to relieve the hangover.

There is still plenty of time, so he plans to spend ten days to screen articles and poems and then publish them.

"Shaoyou!"

Qin Guan was dozing and hangover, and he felt very tired and weak all over. He frowned when he heard the shouts, "What's the matter?"

The door was pushed open, and a man came in with a newspaper, with a pale face, "Shaoyou, Beimeng has issued a second one!"

Bang!

Qin Guan beat the table in disobedience, "How can they make one copy a day? How can they write so much? They must be making up random things and showing it to someone."

He took the newspaper and read it carefully.

The front page still continues yesterday's style, and continues to dig deeper into the old party's opposition to the reorganization of the victims into the wing army, which is becoming more and more profound.

He opened the back and saw that all kinds of market news were in order and the content was particularly attractive.

On the other side, the basic knowledge of miscellaneous learning is described in some interesting stories, which is extremely interesting. Qin Guan couldn't help but finish reading it.

Bang!

He pounded the table again and said sternly: "Who is making this? One serving a day, one serving a day, how can they get so much?"

"It's Zhang Dun!"

Qin Guan shook his head, "Zhang Dun knows that he is a madman. That madman can't figure out such a situation. The only possibility is that General Shen An and Zhang Dun Shiwei."

He was anxious and hurried to the Censorate to ask for Lu Hui.

"One more?" Lu Hui's eyes widened.

What is this treating tabloids as?

One serving a day, is that crazy?

He comforted, "This is the pride at the beginning, and it will definitely be gone tomorrow."

Qin Guan thought about it, so he went back and urged those people to go everywhere to ask for articles and poems. As for the news in the market, he felt that Shen An's move was disgusting.

"Can things in the market really make it into the hall of elegance? We call it Huiying News, so naturally we can't let those things get mixed up."

So they only have poems and articles.

After a day, Qin Guan felt exhausted.

One night later, he felt like he was resurrected again.

Standing at the door of his house, he looked up at the Chaoyang with his head held high and murmured: "I must be successful!"

He came to the office of Huiying News with great confidence, and as soon as he entered, he felt something was wrong.

Those literati gathered around to see things.

"What?" Qin Guan asked with a smile.

The literati turned around and looked a little nervous, and Qin Guan's heartbeat accelerated.

A thought is arising.

No!

Not coming again, right?

A literati picked up the newspaper, and Qin Guan blinked, "Yes..."

"Shaoyou, then Shen An is a madman. This is one serving every day!"

Damn it!

Qin Guan only felt dizzy. He covered his forehead and leaned against the door, breathing rapidly, "But there is something to say?"

If the Beim News is making up randomly, then he is really not afraid.

"yes."

Qin Guan's body suddenly relaxed.

Oh my God!

Shen An actually got a daily tabloid. How can he follow it?

He felt stuffy in his chest, so he beat him hard and then started coughing violently.

"Ahem cough cough..."

"Shaoyou!" Someone was worried about sending hot tea. Qin Shaoyou was angry and waved his hand and patted it.

Bang!
To be continued...