At dusk, several boats slowly stopped in front of a private pier in Sanqiao. The back door to the entrance had been opened in advance. The boats slowly stopped in front of the pier. Several female guards went ashore first and looked around. Chen Qing was there.
After getting out of the boat, he turned around and helped Zhao Yingluo onto the shore.
"Husband, is this right here?"
Zhao Yingluo looked at the ancient stone steps, mottled walls, and lush trees protruding from the walls.
"Yes! It's right here, watch your step."
Chen Qing held Zhao Yingluo's hand, walked up the steps step by step, and walked into this old house. This was Chen Qing's mansion in Lin'an, which was closed most of the time.
His personal guards had cleared the scene in advance to ensure safety, and Chen Qingcai came over to take a look.
"I heard my eldest sister talk about this place, but she said she hasn't lived here much."
Chen Qing smiled and nodded, "She just stayed there for a few days when we got married, and then left Lin'an and never came back."
Chen Qing took Zhao Yingluo's hand and walked around the back house. The birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. However, for Chen Qing, who was used to living in a garden palace, this place was still too small and narrow. The place was too small.
"Husband, some repairs are needed here!"
Zhao Yingluo found that many tiles in the corridor fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Moss had grown on the broken tiles for a year or two.
"Let them repair it later. I just came to take a look at the old residence for the last time. I will not come here again."
Zhao Yingluo pursed her lips and smiled: "Do you want this house? It is estimated to be worth tens of thousands of dollars."
Chen Qing shook his head, "We can't live in this house anymore. I plan to use it as the Sichuan-Shaanxi Guild Hall, as the permanent residence of the Sichuan-Shaanxi Propaganda Department in Lin'an, and temporarily let them print newspapers here before the new building of the newspaper office is built.
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At this time, a female guard quickly stepped forward and said: "Prince, they are here."
Chen Qing nodded and said to Zhao Yingluo: "You take a rest here. When I come back, we will take the boat back together."
"Then I will wait for my husband on the boat!"
"Okay, you go first!"
Chen Qing asked several female guards to take Zhao Yingluo aboard the boat first, while he himself went to the front yard.
A group of people were already sitting in the atrium, headed by Hu Yun, the person in charge of the Beijing News in Lin'an. They had just learned that the imperial court had allowed them to publish newspapers normally in Lin'an, so they were gearing up and preparing to do something big.
They were notified of this house by intelligence chief Dong Qun.
Chen Qing came out of the inner house with a few soldiers and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"
Hu Yun recognized Chen Qing and was so frightened that he stood up, bowed and saluted, "See the prince!"
Everyone also followed suit and saluted. Chen Qing asked the soldiers to bring out a dozen chairs and asked everyone to sit down.
"Did Manager Hu bring these from Jingzhao?" Chen Qingxiao asked.
"Basically, there are twenty-one people in total. We were all hiding in Xiaoshan County and typesetting and printing in Xiaoshan County."
"I see, I should send another copy of the Beijing News today!"
"Yes! To publish the edict of the late emperor's abdication, Counselor Zhou had already ordered Beizi yesterday. We printed fifteen thousand copies overnight. Beiji has handed the newspaper to Director Dong, who is responsible for distributing it. It is estimated that it has been distributed now."
"Okay! After we talk, Counselor Zhou must have told everyone that we have signed an agreement with the imperial court. The Beijing News will be officially published in Lin'an. No one will harass you, but there will definitely be strong competition.
Rivals have appeared, so I am considering that you should independently run newspapers covering current affairs, entertainment, life, literature, and of course serial novels. This is your most powerful competitive weapon."
Hu Yun said with a look of embarrassment: "Running an independent newspaper requires a lot of resources, including space, enough money, and strong connections in the local area. These are our weaknesses."
Chen Qing smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry about any of this. This house belongs to me. I plan to use it as the Sichuan-Shaanxi Guild Hall, but you can use it for a few months temporarily. Your newspaper office is not far to the south, along the river.
After walking three hundred steps, you will see a large open space, about ten acres. I have obtained the land deed and will build a newspaper office. Then I found a new owner of the newspaper office."
Speaking of this, Chen Qing waved to Zheng Tongquan who was standing at the door, "Mr. Zheng, please come here!"
Zheng Tongquan came over, bowed to Chen Qing, and said with a smile: "I also said that I would go to the military camp to meet the prince, but I didn't expect to meet here."
"Uncle Zheng, did you receive the letter I wrote?
"I got it, no problem. I'll contribute 30%, and I'll make sure the newspaper is done well."
"Let me introduce it to you!"
Chen Qing smiled and introduced to everyone: "This is the father of Zheng Ping, the governor of the capital. The emperor granted him the title of Duke of Hejian. He is currently the largest businessman in Lin'an. He will also become the proprietor of a newspaper in the future. He has enough connections and resources in Lin'an.
, he will help everyone, let’s ask Dongzhu Zheng to say a few words!”
Everyone applauded together, and Zheng Tongquan stepped forward and said with a smile: "The king of the county praises me too much. Since the king of the county thinks highly of Mr. Zheng and entrusts Lin'an newspaper to me, there is nothing to say. I will try my best to run the newspaper well, and I will do my best."
I agree with the prince’s intention to turn it into a new newspaper, but I suggest we still use the name Beijing News, which will resonate with many people.”
Hu Yun was overjoyed. He knew that Uncle Zheng Guo had deep connections in Lin'an and turned out to be Zheng Dutong's father. With his support, he was confident that he could start a newspaper.
Chen Qing wanted to take the first step. Zheng Tongquan sent Chen Qing on board. Zheng Tongquan smiled and said: "Those hundred ships originally belonged to the prince and Zheng Ping. You can use them. We still have fifty ships, which are enough for us."
Overseas trade.”
Chen Qing nodded, "If the court wants to cause trouble for Uncle Zheng, Uncle Zheng will go directly to the Sichuan-Shaanxi Guild Hall, and they will come forward to negotiate with the court. I believe that after this trip to Lin'an, the court will not dare to pinch Sichuan and Shaanxi at will.
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"Thank you for your love, the prince. Although I don't hold a high position, I believe I have some connections in Lin'an. Even if Uncle Wei Guo wants to touch me, he must think twice."
Chen Qing knew that his backstage was the Qian family, and he had a very good relationship with Xu Xiantu, so he really didn't need to worry about it.
"Then I'll have to ask Uncle Zheng."
Zheng Tongquan knew the importance of newspapers to Chen Qing. Since the Zheng family was betting on Chen Qing, there was nothing to say but they must go all out.
"Don't worry, Prince! As long as we do it seriously, I believe we will succeed!"
That night, the Western Army began to break camp and evacuate. Groups of supplies and soldiers began to leave by boat and headed for Xiaoshan County. The 70,000-strong army divided the troops into two groups, and 40,000-strong troops were temporarily stationed in Jiangning Mansion together with the cavalry.
Chen Qing personally led an army of 30,000 to Quanzhou.
At the fourth watch, Wei Tong was released and was sent back to his mansion by the inner guard's carriage. The moment he walked into his mansion, he felt that everything in the world was so beautiful. Being alive was already his greatest luck.
Already.
The next morning, Lu Jin and Lu Qingshan came to the dock to deliver a letter to Chen Qing. Chen Qing had reached an agreement with Lu Yihao. The Lu family would gradually move to Sichuan and Shaanxi. Lu Qingshan's family would go first, and the other Lu family members would gradually move there.
Finally, Lu Yihao himself has to go to Jingzhao. This time the time is tight. Lu Qingshan has no time to follow Chen Qing. He will settle his family and set off for Sichuan in a month.
Chen Qing concurrently served as the general manager of Xingtai Shangshu. In fact, the political power was in the hands of Chang Shi.
"Is the prince returning directly to Sichuan Road?" Lu Qingshan asked with a smile.
"I want to go to Quanzhou first and then return to Sichuan."
"What are you going to do in Quanzhou?" Lu Qingshan asked in confusion.
Seeing that there were no officials around, Chen Qing smiled and said, "There is a big island opposite Quanzhou. Does Second Grandfather know about it?"
"Is it Penghu Island?"
Chen Qing nodded, "I want to take a look. If possible, I would like to grow sugar cane there. The kapok over there is also very famous."
Lu Qingshan didn't think so. There was so much land on Guangnan East Road and Guangnan West Road that was not developed. What was going on on the island?
But Lu Qingshan didn't say much, he just smiled and said: "Then I wish the prince a happy journey."
Next to him, Lu Jin stepped forward and said, "Wonderful son-in-law, have a nice journey!"
Chen Qing cupped his fists and saluted, "Father-in-law, please take care of yourself and come to Jingzhao as soon as possible!"
Lu Jin smiled and nodded, "Don't worry! I will come with my grandfather."
Chen Qing got on the boat, and the boat began to slowly start and sail towards the eastern seaport.
At this time, Chen Qing suddenly discovered that there were many officials coming from a distance to send him away. They stood in the distance and waved goodbye to him.
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[There was something going on at home yesterday, so I only coded two chapters, and there was no one at noon. I’m sorry!]