In Yunde Building, Zhu Zhanzhen and Lin Miao were on the third floor, discussing the latest edition of the newspaper, and sent someone to call the two censors.
It has been 10 days since the first newspaper was issued, and Lin Miao has not slacked off. The content of the entertainment and literary pages is almost ready.
Because of the first newspaper, many literati who wrote novels submitted their articles to Yundelou, so the business of Yundelou was very full.
"Your Highness, as for the commercial edition, it will be sent later, mainly the real-time edition and the political edition."
Because the editors of the practical and political pages were two censors, both of whom were officials after all, and Li Shimian had a very bad temper, Lin Miao did not dare to urge them.
"It's okay. I will tell them when the two of them come over later, Mr. Lin Miao, you are the "shopkeeper" of this Daming Daily. You have the final say in everything. I am very satisfied with your control of the entertainment and literary pages. If
Li Shimian and others refused to listen, so I will replace them after finishing this version."
"The common people would never dare."
Lin Miao couldn't even think about changing the official censor at his request.
"I'm supporting you from behind. I'm using my name. If you don't use it well, it's your responsibility."
"The grassroots understand."
After a while, Li Shimian and Zhang Xianqi both arrived. Their attitude this time was completely different from the first time they met. Last time, Li Shimian's contemptuous attitude towards Zhu Zhanzhen was gone. This time it was better.
But it didn't go that far. It was still a posture of defying the sky and the earth.
"Your Highness, Fifth Prince." The two saluted quite respectfully.
Because of the last newspaper's book on conquering the barbarians in the northern frontier, Li Shimian's reputation suddenly rose. Countless ministers read his article. Zhang Xianqi wrote about the news of connecting the river, although he is not as famous as Li Shimian.
But among my colleagues, everyone can talk about it.
Only then did these censors discover that articles published in newspapers could be read by so many people.
Usually, it was good for their articles to be delivered to the emperor. Many of them would be suppressed because their words were too intense. However, newspapers were much more lenient. Li Shimian drunkenly told his colleagues that the rhetorical requirements were basically the same.
There is only one thing, and that is don't curse.
This made many other censors eager to try.
"Li Shimian, Zhang Xianqi, Your Majesty has decreed that you two will be rewarded if you write this newspaper. Li Shimian, I want you to write a better article than the last one on the expedition against the barbarians in the northern frontier, which will shock our Ming Dynasty."
Military spirit, Zhang Xianqi, this is a newspaper from the north. Please sort it out and write it down completely."
Zhang Xianqi read the newspaper, his face was full of sorrow, and his anger surged up. He slapped the table with his hands loudly: "These barbarians are simply vicious. They slaughtered all the women, children, old and young. They bullied people too much. They used their heads to mount a wall in Beijing for fun and humiliated our Ming Dynasty.
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Li Shimian took the Di Bao. Their identities, as secret guards in Northern Xinjiang, were only roughly known, but they were not clear yet. The Di Bao would only be read out in the morning.
Zhang Xianqi still maintained a certain literary demeanor in what he just said, but Li Shimian couldn't care less about it. After reading the Di newspaper, he started scolding him directly.
"He ****, dog ****, ****" are all words that cannot be written. Either the dog is brought, or the direct female family members of the other party are brought. The slurs are vulgar and direct.
To catch a thief, capture the king first; to curse others, curse the mother first.
Li Shimian was so excited that Lin Miao and the other two were a little stunned. This man was so capable of scolding that even a shrew would call him "Brother" when she met him on the street.
After spraying for ten minutes, I finally stopped, and my physical strength was still a little weak.
Zhu Zhanzhen waited for him to stop and said: "Two censors, Mr. Lin Miao is the owner behind the newspaper and the shopkeeper of Qidian Literature. From now on, your manuscripts will be reviewed by Mr. Lin Miao before they are published in the newspaper."
Li Shimian, who had just stopped, became angry again when he heard the news: "Your Majesty, Fifth Prince, although the two of us are not high-ranking officials, we both studied hard for ten years and passed the Jinshi exam. You can't trust us.
Two people?”
The tone of my conversation with Zhu Zhanzhen was much better, at least I didn't slander anyone, but my tone was full of dissatisfaction and why.
Zhu Zhanzhen was not going to reason with the big troll anymore: "That's how it is settled. You two will write the article and Mr. Lin Miao will do the editing. If you deliberately make things difficult, I will not accept your article. I believe I am willing to give it to you."
There are not many people who write articles for newspapers."
These censors still have to suppress them, otherwise they will climb on your head, especially because Lin Miao is a commoner, but Lin Miao is nominally the boss of Daming Daily. In the future, he will not be able to follow every edition of the newspaper. These censors
Shi and himself were also stubborn, how could Lin Miao suppress them?
If you follow me, you can have a temper, but your temper cannot interfere with my business, otherwise I will change it for you. Even though you, Li Shimian, have written very inflammatory and good articles, it doesn't have to be you.
Zhu Zhanzhen's strength made Li Shimian feel frustrated. He only wrote a newspaper once, and the benefits were already hard for him to refuse. Which literati censor can refuse that his ideas can affect so many people.
Seeing that Li Shimian stopped talking, Zhu Zhanzhen said: "Li Yushi, are you clear about your mission?"
"Understood." Although he was not convinced by being shouted at by a ten-year-old child, he had the final say after all, and Li Shimian did not want to lose his way of making a newspaper.
"Okay, let's start now. Zhang Xianqi, you will be responsible for the large page of the home page. I have an idea and I wonder what you guys think?"
"Your Highness, please speak."
"The names of all the people who died in the northern Xinjiang incident are written on the cover of the newspaper. One hundred and twenty households, a total of 219 people. If you are good at handwriting, you can write it."
"Ah?" Zhang Xianqi, Lin Miao and others were all stunned.
"Your Highness, I'm afraid this is not good." Lin Miao, who rarely raises objections, also stood up and raised questions this time.
Zhang Xianqi was even more surprised: "Your Highness, this is inappropriate. The names of dead people will be published in newspapers, disturbing their souls and preventing them from sleeping peacefully."
Zhu Zhanzhen said angrily: "The dead are all my subjects of the Ming Dynasty. Most of the men in the family are guarding the country's borders. Do you even know their names when they die? I want everyone to know who the northern barbarians killed. They were children.
They are women and children, we are the people of Ming Dynasty. We want people in this prosperous land south of the Yangtze River to know what our compatriots in northern Xinjiang are going through."
Zhu Zhanzhen had made up his mind and handed a pen with ink to Zhang Xianqi: "You write it. The font size and format can be different. Just write down all the people with names in the newspaper."
"Your Highness's fonts are of different sizes and formats. I'm afraid it will be troublesome when engraving."
"Write! Write until I am satisfied, and the craftsman of Ye Ming will re-make the printing template tonight."
This time the newspaper is of great importance. As long as the first edition can be approved, the emperor will support me in terms of printing difficulty, and I can spend a lot of money.
Zhang Xianqi nodded, picked up the pen, and the ink dripped on the newspaper. He hesitated to write, looking at the names in the newspaper, as if they were not names, but wailing ghosts.
We must write down their grievances and sufferings on paper. This is a battlefield. The pen in our hand is like a spear, and we must avenge them.
His hands kept shaking, and the moment he started writing, he felt like a soldier fighting on the battlefield.
The next day, Zhu Di took a newspaper, and he couldn't help but burst into tears. The first page of the newspaper was full of crooked and messy names, and it turned out that they were the names of the people of the Ming Dynasty who were massacred by Wala this time.
Each name is irregular, with different sizes and shapes, and even many ink spots are messy, crooked and twisted like an innocent soul trapped on the paper crying out for injustice.
Although it looked messy, Zhang Xianqi's pen and ink skills were profound, and every name was not written hastily. He put his full anger on the paper. After writing this piece of paper, he drank a jar of wine and got himself as drunk as
mud.
After Zhu Di read the newspaper, he was so angry that he almost tore it up. There was only one copy of this thing before it was printed. If Zhang Xianqi had to write this kind of words again, he might not be able to write it.
Fortunately, Zhu Zhancheng stopped him in time.
"Printing, printing them all, I will let the streets and alleys of Yingtian City, no, all the territories of the Ming Dynasty get this newspaper. Let the young people of the Ming Dynasty know how shameless and hateful the barbarians in the northern border are."
"Li Shimian's "Form for the Invitation of the King to the Expedition" is also very well written. I like this sentence: Please invite the master of hundreds of battles to conquer Mobei and bless the women, children, old and young in the Ming Dynasty. Please enclose the wolf in Xu, and protect it for all generations.
An Ning. If you write it well, I will seal it as a wolf."
"Also, Zhang Xianqi will reward you with a hundred taels of silver, and Li Shimian will also reward you with a hundred taels of silver. Li Shimian will also be the censor of Qiandu."
Li Shimian never expected that his official career, which he had been pursuing for so long, would be found in two newspaper articles. As for Zhang Xianqi, he was a recent Jinshi and was not promoted because of his young age, but this cover
The word has been spread among the contemporary literati of the Ming Dynasty, and this article should be left in history.
He is more tactful than Li Shimian, and his success in officialdom is not a problem.
"Zhan Zhen, you have done a good job. I will not reward you for the time being. The printing arrangement will be continued and it will be sent out tomorrow. The newspaper will be sent to Shuntian Mansion via the canal first."
"Your Majesty, it is difficult to print the name on the home page. We need to make a new template based on Zhang Xianqi's words..."
"All craftsmen are at your disposal. Anyone who refuses to follow will be dealt with as you wish."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhu Di went on to say: "Lü Zhen, you go and prepare first. After Zhan Zhen has finished printing the newspaper, he will immediately prepare with Lu Shangshu about the military parade in the imperial city. There must be no mistakes."
Zhu Zhanzhen was helpless. This was a rotation arranged for him. He basically didn't get much rest last night.
But now there is a war, everything is tense, and I don't need to go to the battlefield. Others are busy setting off, and no one is free. It is appropriate for me to stay in the imperial city and run around.
After getting on the carriage, he went to arrange the printing first, and asked Lin Miao to follow him. Lin Miao must be familiar with the things he is responsible for the newspaper, and he must let people at key nodes know that he is Lin Miao's backstage. Otherwise, it will be difficult for Lin Miao to be a civilian.
Being looked down upon.
Today, everything is done in a hurry. The craftsmen have to redesign the printing template according to Zhang Xianqi's calligraphy. Because these characters are not regular characters, they have to be specially customized.
The craftsmen did not dare to slack off and were careful in every step. When it was almost finalized, Zhu Zhanzhen added news about the military parade in the imperial city a few days later in the newspaper.
After arranging things, the supervisor was handed over to Lin Miao and Ma Xiang, and he rushed to the entrance of the imperial city without stopping.
The Minister of Rites was at the gate of the imperial city at this time. The officials beside him were holding drawings and several people were pointing.
"Your Highness, Fifth Prince."
Several people bowed respectfully to Zhu Zhanyi, and Zhu Zhanyi asked: "Lu Shangshu, where are you now?"
"Your Highness, the main street at the gate of the city is going to be widened a little more. We are discussing whether to widen it."
"Is it urgent to extend the time?"
"It's just that this section of the journey should be within reach."
Zhu Zhanzhen thought for a moment: "Then let's broaden it. How are the soldiers preparing for the military parade in the Imperial City?"
Several officials nearby were a little unhappy with Zhu Zhanzhen's almost superior-to-subordinate attitude after his arrival. However, Lu Zhen knew that Zhu Zhanzhen came under the emperor's order. He was very busy today and had no intention of engaging in such nonsense.
thing.
Lu Zhen said respectfully: "The soldiers have been training for more than half a month for the imperial parade. They are all carefully selected soldiers and their financial background is clean. Although it is rushed, there are no major problems."
Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanzhen looked around the entrance of the imperial city and said: "Lü Shangshu will only use soldiers from Yingtianfu for this military parade. From today on, the entire Yingtianfu will be under martial law and a curfew will be implemented. Anyone who enters the city will be checked carefully.
Deploy additional troops at the city gate entrance."
"Your Majesty, the curfew requires your Majesty's consent."
"Someone will report to His Majesty in a moment. After getting permission, Mr. Lu can go on to different tasks."
"My lord, I understand."
Unknowingly, Zhu Zhanzhen had a somewhat commanding look.
He then carefully looked at the street drawing in Lu Zhen's hand: "There are two layers of railings on both sides of the main street. People who want to come in for a look must go through a body search, and no weapons are allowed to be brought in."
"Your Highness, I'm afraid there won't be enough manpower for such a large-scale screening."
"Second uncle's security department will be responsible for this matter, and Lu Shangshu will be responsible for installing these fences as soon as possible."
"I understand."
Zhu Zhanzhen was afraid that he might have missed something, so he stood there and thought for a while: "Lv Shangshu, the most important thing is that all the soldiers inspecting must be safe. Can this be done?"
"Your Highness, don't worry." Lu Zhen agreed.
"This matter has troubled Lv Shangshu. I have to go to the Security Department. The situation in northern Xinjiang has been serious recently and business has been busy. If I have been rude, I hope Lv Shangshu will forgive me."
"Your Highness is serious. It is my honor for Lu Zhen to serve your Majesty and share your burden."
"Thank you Lu Shangshu."
Zhu Zhanzhen had to rush to the Security Department again.
Watching the carriage leave, the officials next to Lu Zhen said angrily: "Lü Shangshu, this Fifth Highness is very majestic. He comes up and tells us what to do."
Lu Zhen glared at the official: "Don't speak nonsense."
"Lv Shangshu, this young highness has been in the limelight recently, but what is his purpose?" Another official noticed that Lu Zhen's attitude toward Zhu Zhanzhen was good, and there might be something going on.
Lu Shangshu, who was usually dignified and dignified, was only extremely respectful in front of the emperor, the prince, and the grandson. Even the king of Han and the king of Zhao only maintained the due etiquette.
Several people around him were Lu Zhen's confidants, so Lu Zhen whispered: "The grandson and His Highness the Third are accompanying us on this expedition. His Highness the Crown Prince is feeling unwell. It will be His Highness the Second and His Highness the Fifth to assist in supervising the country."
"Supervise the country? Several people were surprised."
In addition to doing your duties as an official, you also have a very important thing to do, which is to guess the will of the Holy Spirit. If you want to maintain your glory and wealth, you have to sit in the right chair.
"This Fifth Highness is very smart. It seems that the newspaper is also related to His Highness."
"Newspaper? Isn't that created by the owner of Yunde Tea House? No wonder I said that the censor would publish articles on it."
"It's just what I heard. Please don't lie. We ministers have to share His Majesty's worries, especially at such a critical moment. Nothing can go wrong, and His Majesty the Fifth has to listen to his orders."
Others bowed one after another: "Only Lu Shangshu is following the lead."
Lu Zhenqi has a bad reputation as a person, but he is very good at being an official. He knows when nothing can go wrong, and he also knows how to show his favor in front of his superiors. No rumor can escape his ears. No matter who the superior is, he will always be the best.
