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Chapter 318 Planning

"Xiao Gang, don't be too polite to people like your elder brother. Take action when it's time to take action and let him see clearly who he is."

Otherwise, he would be so arrogant that he would ride on his nose.

Xiao Gang's face was stern, and he nodded after a long while.

"I understand. I just don't care because the baby is about to be born. If you mess with me again, you will let him know what it means to toast him and not eat him, but he will be punished with a drink."

"These are the people from the Starfall Legion." Ren Ning patted his shoulder happily.

For the next few days, Ren Ning spent most of his time in his study writing something.

And Yingpan only went to a few relatively close mansions to pay her New Year's greetings, and then hurried back to stay at home with her husband.

On this day, she came back from New Year's greetings at Prince Jin's Mansion with a strange look on her face.

Ren Ning smiled: "What kind of expression do you have? Did Princess Jin stab that fat man Chen Xiulan with a knife again during the Chinese New Year?"

Yingpan shook her head, "That's not true."

"Princess Jin and I have had a good relationship over the years. We often get together. After chatting today, she seems to have the idea of ​​moving."

Ren Ning's face became more serious, "They can't move it."

Chen Xiulan is the King of Jin, and Princess Jin is the granddaughter of the Minister of Rites.

Without the imperial order, it would be difficult for them to take a step out of Star City.

Yingpan rolled her eyes at him, "I mean, it seems we have to move out as soon as possible."

Ren Ning nodded, "You can make the decision about moving."

He pushed the things written in front of him and said, "These are my plans. Come over and see if you have any questions."

Yingpan took it curiously, "It's so thick, what's written on it?"

His eyes fell on the paper,

"First, after moving to the south, let Miao Xia take charge of the general's palace in Xingji City as the stronghold of the imperial capital."

Star City is the administrative center of the entire Yunchui Empire and a collective place for news from all over the place. Leaving Star City does not mean giving up here, otherwise you will become deaf and dumb.

Therefore, someone must stay here to guard and spread the news to the south in time.

Um.

Ren Ning nodded, "I have been chatting with Miao Xia these days."

He was overwhelmed with emotion, "Unknowingly, this kid is no longer the pathetic mud monkey with a runny nose in Laigu County asking for help from the caravan."

"He has grown up and has abilities. I think he should have no problem taking charge of this empty mansion."

A smile appeared on Yingpan's face, "I think so."

The experience in Laigu County made Miao Xia cherish her current life very much.

Over the years, as long as someone taught him, he eagerly learned and absorbed everything from astronomy and geography, dealing with people, to civil and military knowledge.

And Yingpan also responded to their brothers and sisters' requests, spending a lot of money to invite all kinds of masters to come back and teach the brothers and sisters.

It can be said that the current Miao brothers and sisters are not much different in knowledge from some ordinary legitimate children of high families.

"Second, create a newspaper?"

Monk Yingpan Zhang Er was confused, "What is a newspaper?"

"It is a paper book that records some interesting stories or gossip for the common people to circulate." Ren Ning introduced it this way.

Yingpan took a long time to understand, "It's like an account book or a storyteller's manuscript?"

"Absolutely. But the content should be interesting and interesting to read. Try to write more about the situation in various places in Yunchui and real-life events that happened recently, such as the war on the border..."

Ren Ning was a little distracted as he spoke.

In July last year, he and Lei Er returned to Guangxin from Xiliang and read in detail every letter Yingpan sent to Li Hezhu's house.

One of them made him deeply moved.

It was the Spring Festival last year. The entire Xingji City, from the dignitaries to the common people, was celebrating the New Year. Only the soul-calling flags were silently hung on the gate of the Zhenguo Palace.

In such a large imperial capital, few people have even the slightest feeling about the war in the west, as if they are really living in a prosperous age.

The far west Xinjiang seems to be another world.

Ying Pan suddenly understood.

"The role of this newspaper is to let all the people know that this big Yunchui is a home. It is closely related to everyone's fate, and at the same time, it strives to shout for the soldiers on the front, right?"

"Yes, that's what it means." Ren Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to hear the words "Business girls don't know the hatred of losing their country, but they still sing in the backyard across the river".

"In addition, for example, if Guangxin needs more people to farm, or if Laigu County will allocate land to people and rent it free for three years, it can also be distributed in a timely manner to guide people to settle in these places."

Yingpan's eyes lit up, but soon he hesitated.

"But not many people in Yunchui can read. Can such a newspaper really be sold?"

Ren Ning smiled, "The common people are illiterate, but they are familiar with the various spells issued by the imperial court, right! Moreover, the old master has been promoting Pinyin literacy method, and more and more common people will be literate in the future."

Seeing that Ying Pan was still a little unconvinced, Ren Ning continued.

"Don't underestimate the role of newspapers. As long as the story you write is interesting enough and eye-opening, it will definitely sell."

"Maybe it makes more money than rubber products."

And it can also influence the thinking of many people. This is the most important thing.

Earning more than rubber? Yingpan couldn't help but perked up and took the newspaper matter more seriously.

Continuing to scroll down, there are some newspaper materials.

Yingpan took a closer look and saw that it was densely packed with poems.

She read them one by one.

After the war, the countryside was desolate, and the bones and flesh were scattered on the road.

White bones are exposed in the wild, and there are no roosters crowing for thousands of miles.



The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened when I hate seeing you.

The peak of fire lasts for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.



One man sent a letter, and the other two men died in battle.

An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood, a hundred thousand young people and a hundred thousand troops.



The poor bones by the river are like those in a spring boudoir dream.

When Ying Pan read this sentence, he suddenly felt sad and burst into tears.

"Are these poems written by you, my husband?"

Ren Ning shook his head and reached out to wipe the tears from her face.

"Some were written by me, and some were written by soldiers or heard on the road. The author has no way of knowing."

Yingpan looked at those unforgettable poems silently, gritted her teeth and said, "I will run this newspaper well."

Keep looking down, but there are other things.

"When you get to Guangxin, let the people below carefully observe various field crops, carefully manage high-yielding crops, and carefully select seeds."

Yingpan comes from the grassland and has never farmed before, so she can't help but feel a little confused.

Ren Ning explained to her, "We do have a lot of money, but money cannot be used as food. Only food can fill people's stomachs."

“In order to have a good harvest of food, in addition to fertile land, you also need good seeds.”

"So we encourage veteran farmers to discover high-yielding seeds and then work hard to cultivate them."

"If such talents are found, not only will they not be required to pay rent or perform corvee labor, but they will be given greater authority and rewards so that they can continue cultivating seeds without worrying about food and clothing."

"Remember it." Yingpan nodded and suddenly glanced to the west: "Over there in the No Return Desert, my brother also wants to start experimenting with growing food?"

"Yes. Youmeng will bring some seeds back to try planting." Ren Ning explained the relationship between the people and the land.

Yingpan understood now and nodded repeatedly, "I will definitely take care of this matter with my own hands."

Ren Ning nodded with satisfaction.

He looked up at the map on the wall.

"Guangxin County is far away from the spiral nest of Xingji City. No matter what kind of wind it is, it is difficult to blow there. Moreover, the situation in the surrounding counties is stable. It can be said that it is as stable as the Xingluo Basin."

"So we must calm down and let the people live well there."


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