Chapter 53 Tang Times Weekly

The Imperial Palace, located in a palace on the west side of the Taiji Palace, in the huge palace, at this time, the palace people are busy, and the sound of 'rattling, rattling' comes from the palace from time to time.

Before I got close to the palace, the air was wafting, and the smell of ink was wafting!

At the gate of the palace, Li Chengqian stood there frowning, looking at the busy scene inside, with a faint sense of expectation on his face.

As early as a few years ago, Zhao Chen promised to replace the existing copy of the Tang Dynasty with a more convenient and disseminated newspaper, so that the voice of the Tang Dynasty court could spread wider and farther, and even more deterrent - that is, the newspaper.

Later, because of Zhao Chen's departure, many things could only be delayed indefinitely, and now with Zhao Chen's return, what began to be realized at the beginning of the year began to be implemented gradually.

News newspapers, Zhao Chen said that he didn't want to touch anything, and he also made it clear that he told them that he didn't want anyone other than the royal family to touch it, even if it was a relative of the emperor.

Otherwise, he would ask Wen Yuan Pavilion to stop supplying all the raw materials to the royal family!

This sounds a bit like threatening Li Er, however, after seeing the snowstorm that Zhao Chen caused a few years ago to flood Chang'an, how could Li Er not understand that Zhao Chen is trying to minimize the disasters that this kind of 'big killer' may bring in the future!

Therefore, after coming and going, the errand of this newspaper fell on Li Chengqian's head.

He went to the dock just now to transport back the paper needed for printing, and as for the ink and printing tools, he had already taken them back from Wenyuan Pavilion.

A tool for printing, which looks like a box. Open the lid and below is the place where the stereotype is stored.

When printing. The palace people only need to lay the paper on the stereotyped board, and then. Close the lid, brush the lid with ink, and just pull that push plate, and a newspaper is printed.

The absolute speed is fast, and the only complicated part of the process is the stereotypical engraving, as well as the process of watermark painting, which is more complicated.

In the palace, it was busy. Li Chengqian stood outside the door, staring at the inside, and after a while, a palace man immediately happily took a newspaper that had just been printed, and brought it to Li Chengqian with an excited face.

It's done!

Li Chengqian suddenly took the newspaper that still exuded a strong ink fragrance from the palace man's hand, and looked at the top of the newspaper, which was a few huge words -- Datang Times Weekly.

These few words. It is all written in flying white script, which is inscribed by his father himself, and the people who are hidden from the door are all engraved on a board separately. When printing, just put it together with the new engraving, and it's done.

Li Chengqian looked at the newspaper. At this moment, I was so excited that I was about to cry these months. He didn't do anything, he was in charge of the newspaper. Now, watching the newspaper finish, how can I not be excited.

Holding the newly printed newspaper, Li Chengqian stood in place, paused slightly, and then, as if remembering, he took the newspaper and rushed to the Manna Palace.

Along the way, I met a lot of palace maids and attendants, and when I saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince grinning and smiling a little bit, the expressions on their faces couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and before they could say hello to His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had already rushed away from their eyes.

In the Ganlu Palace, Li Er was talking to the eldest grandson about Xiangcheng, and seeing that Zhao Chen was about to come back, Li Er and his family couldn't help but be a little worried.

Xiangcheng's mother, in the early years in the Qin Palace, has passed away, speaking of which, Xiangcheng is also a hard-working person, raised by the eldest grandson since childhood, but it has also caused Xiangcheng to be stubborn since childhood.

This time, he proposed to follow Zhao Chen to Shandong, but the eldest grandson did not agree, but as a result, Xiangcheng directly bypassed the eldest grandson and knelt straight outside Li Er's dormitory for a day.

Li Er was angry several times, and almost burst into a thunderstorm, but thinking that things became like this, he caused it all by himself, and he was forced to be helpless, so he had to agree to Xiangcheng.

Of course, Li Er didn't look forward to the fact that Xiangcheng's trip could redeem the facts! Zhao Chen refused to marry in person, losing not only Xiangcheng's face, but also Li Er's face, if this trip made Zhao Chen change his mind, wouldn't it be a double win!

When the two of them were talking in a low voice, they suddenly heard Li Chengqian's excited voice outside the hall, and then, they saw Li Chengqian holding a piece of ink paper in his hand, and entered the hall with an excited face.

"Father, it's printed!" Li Chengqian hurriedly saluted his father and queen mother, and when he raised his head, he excitedly handed the newspaper to Li Chengqian, and his face was a little red because of extreme excitement.

When Li Er heard this, he took the newspaper from Li Chengqian's hand, swept his eyes over the newspaper, and the first thing that caught his eye was that a line of flying white body with Li Er's inscription, looking at the flying white body with the fragrance of ink on it, Li Er's eyebrows were slightly raised, obviously quite satisfied with the effect of printing.

Looking down then, there is the front page headline, which is still written by Li Er himself, about the future issue of the weekly magazine and the basic introduction, and under the headline, is Li Ergai's seal.

According to the current level of Datang, this newspaper can only be controlled within 500 copies per issue, and the reading group is also aimed at various yamen, as well as local state capitals and county yamen, similar to the internal reference of later generations.

And even so, the power of this newspaper is immeasurable!

Zhao Chen's meaning is not only to let the newspapers appear about the affairs of the government, but more importantly, the promotion of agricultural technology.

In this era, all the local officials studied Confucianism, and Confucianism is full of subsets of scriptures and history, and it is really a fool's dream to rely on these to govern the localities, so as to make the people rich!

Therefore, at the beginning, Zhao Chen planned to popularize some agricultural knowledge through this organ newspaper, since Confucianism can't teach you, then the newspaper will teach you, if the newspaper can't teach you, such an official should let him go home to retire as soon as possible.

Because today's printing is purely manual, the layout of newspapers is very compact.

Li Er's gaze, and then looked down, and a manuscript about the drought in Shandong appeared below the headline. This manuscript was written by Fang Xuanling, and the content in the manuscript is already ripe and can no longer be cooked, it is nothing more than a drought in Shandong, and thousands of miles of red land.

However, what is rare is that next to the manuscript, there is a watermark painting, in which is a dry riverbed, clods of soil cracked by the sun, piece by piece, and in the corner of the painting, a pair of old peasants' bare feet.

Such a painting is really not very exquisite, and even looks a little shoddy, however, with Fang Xuanling's manuscript, when you look at this painting again, a feeling of numbness and crispiness will spread throughout your body in an instant.

"I never thought about what the drought in Shandong would be!" Li Er looked at the painting on it, suddenly raised his head, paused slightly, suddenly sighed, and spoke sadly.

The eldest grandson on the side, when he saw the paintings and manuscripts on them, suddenly covered his lips with his hands, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten!

"Hah!" Li Er saw that the eldest grandson's eyes were moist, smiled inexplicably, and said to the eldest grandson: "Guanyin, don't forget, the disaster has been solved!" ”

When Li Er said this, there was a sense of happiness in his tone!

When the words fell, Li Er's gaze continued to look down, an angry color suddenly flashed in his eyes, and a sneer of 'hey' came out of his mouth. When the eldest grandson on the side looked curiously, he found that under the manuscript of the drought in Shandong, there was a manuscript about Cui Xianling and others, who were guarding and stealing.

Under the backdrop of the above pictures and texts, the sins of Cui Xianling and others were magnified countless at once, no wonder Li Er saw it, even though he knew the content for a long time, he still couldn't help but sneer.

It is estimated that once this newspaper is released, Cui Xianling and others should be left behind for 10,000 years!

"It's still this kid ruthless!" Li Er sighed, pointed to the content above, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "This time, in the future, the names of Cui Xianling and others will become taboo, if anyone defends him, it is estimated that he will be pricked by the people of the world immediately!" ”

This time, the typesetting was arranged by Zhao Chen, Li Er also said to Zhao Chen before, there is no deeper concept of the power of the newspaper, but now after reading the matter of Cui County's order, I finally understand it thoroughly!

In this first issue, a total of several major events were recorded, and the last one was the Chang'an School Palace. Similarly, with the backdrop of Cui Xianling and others in front, the construction of the school palace will invisibly make people feel a kind of inevitability!

"How long will it take to print all 500 copies?" Li Er read the newspaper from beginning to end several times, and finally, he raised his head and looked at Li Chengqian in front of him, frowned and asked.

"Back to my father, according to the estimation of my sons, it will be all completed about tomorrow morning!" Li Chengqian understood what his father meant, so when he heard this, he immediately said without hesitation.

"Tomorrow morning, then!" Li Er nodded, and instructed Li Chengqian: "According to the meaning of the Marquis of Chang'an, Chang'an Luoyang will have one hundred copies each, and the rest will be handed over to the post station and distributed to the yamen of each prefecture!" ”

In October, less than three days before the beginning of winter, on an ordinary day, a newspaper called Datang Times Weekly was born, which first caused an uproar in Chang'an, and then quickly spread its influence to the ten roads that Datang had just planned.

It was also on this day that Cui Xianling and others became a negative teaching material for officials, and almost overnight, Cui Xianling and others suddenly became household names and notorious!

In a mansion in Chang'an, a middle-aged scribe had just finished reading the newspaper, sat silently for a long time, and suddenly got up and threw a written article refuting Zhao Chen into the stove.

Then, a man went crazy, stood in the room, laughing wildly, and his eyes were full of unwillingness!

On this day, when the Datang Times Weekly magazine quickly spread to the whole Datang, a newspaper called Datang Life Newspaper also quietly appeared in Chang'an. (To be continued......)

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