The smell of ink fills the air.

Han Cheng took a deep breath, the unique fragrance of this ink, mixed with the fresh air that only existed in the early hours of the morning, and the tiredness of a sleepless night disappeared for a while.

When you close your eyes, the regular noises and irregular noises in the factory stand out.

The boom came from the steam engine, and the click and click was the printing press.

The footsteps of the printing workers walking back and forth were drowned out by the sound of the machine, but the loud voice of the foreman overwhelmed the machine.

A small worker who was about the same age as Han Cheng struggled to push a cart full of newspapers out of the factory, passed in front of Han Cheng, and delivered it all the way to the factory gate.

Several wagons were parked there, bundles of freshly baked newspapers loaded onto the carts.

The carriage swirled away, and the cart turned back to the printing house.

Cycle after week, this night, the cart went back and forth, sending away dozens of wagons.

There are the latest steam engines, the latest printing presses, the latest inks and paper, and sixty percent of the 100,000 copies of each issue of the Kemari Express come out of here.

In the era of block printing, it is impossible to imagine that with just a dozen machines and more than 50 workers, 50,000 or 60,000 newspapers can be printed in one night.

This is the best manifestation of technological progress.

In close contact with the outside world, Han Cheng felt more and more the significance of the new word technological progress.

Cheap and abundant movable type prints drove the engraving of books out of the market altogether.

There are not many engraved books on the market anymore. Of the 100 new books, only a dozen or so are from engravings, and the vast majority of them are from old editions that have survived from the past.

Among the several typesetters that Han Cheng saw just now, one of them was originally from engraving, but fortunately he knew a few more characters before he found this job, otherwise he would have changed to carving Buddha statues like some of his peers.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.

The eight words that my father summed up are the truths that are applicable everywhere. If you can't adapt, you'll be eliminated.

People are too, and so are things.

There was a loud bang, and Han Cheng was shocked out of his thoughts.

Hurriedly looking back, there was a lot of chaos in the factory with this roar, but it calmed down in an instant, and only the foreman's voice was heard.

The factory director and safety supervisor soon appeared, and they hurriedly rushed into the factory without even having time to say hello to Han Cheng.

Han Cheng wanted to go in and take a look, but he stopped thinking about it.

The layman goes to the front line, not to help, but to bother.

This is an admonition from my father.

And soon, someone came out of it and explained Han Cheng's question.

The director of the printing factory spoke in a Qin tone, "Erlang rest assured, it's just that one of the printing presses inside broke down and collapsed, but fortunately no one was hurt." ”

"That's good." Han Cheng looked into the factory, and it only took a few minutes for the work order inside to be restored, and he was a little surprised, "It's handled quite quickly." ”

"These machines are going to break down once every two or three days. There are three hundred and sixty-nine major illnesses and minor illnesses every day, and they are all used to it. ”

"The steam engine has broken too?"

"At the beginning, I had to stop a dozen times a day. Now it's much better, it only consumes coal and water, and it's much better than animal power. ”

When the steam engine was first introduced, the failure rate was high, and some people sarcastically used it to get a waste after spending a lot of money.

Han Gang said that everyone grew up as a child who couldn't speak and couldn't walk, and if someone demanded that the steam engine be strong and durable immediately, then he must be able to say two words in his life.

Han Gang said this, unless the Buddha came back to life, no one could say that the steam engine was big and inadequate.

But the steam engine is still a dangerous commodity after all, and if the boiler suddenly bursts, the movement will never be as small as it is now.

Fortunately, it wasn't a steam engine, Han Cheng thought, "Will it delay time?" ”

"It's okay, there won't be a delay, the last ten thousand copies will be printed soon." The director of the printing factory patted his chest and assured Han Cheng, "Xianggong trusts the villain, and the villain must do a good job in Xianggong's orders even if he fights for his life." ”

Han Cheng nodded reassuringly, he stayed up all night, wasn't it just to see this issue of the newspaper, and sent it to thousands of households safely, so that that editorial would completely defeat Wen Yanbo.

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"Two hours ago, the plates were made one hour ago, and now it is the third quarter of the first month, and the first batch of newspapers has been delivered to the dispatch point." Zhao Shijiang had a tiger face, pacing back and forth in the courtyard of West No. 17, and made a bunch of newspapers in his hand, "The east side has been busy all night, but what about you?" ”

The courtyard is brightly lit, and in the capital, in addition to the official office, there are several places where the lights can't be lit at night, and there is one here.

This is because it is home to the Horse Racing Express, one of the two newspapers that dominate the city of Tokyo, with hundreds of newspapers and book clubs.

From the deputy editor-in-chief to the proofreader, none of the members of the "Horse Racing Express" dared to defend themselves in the face of the angry old president.

Only the editor-in-chief, who is quite famous in Beijing, and who also traveled to many dignitaries when he was young, and was hired into the newspaper by Zhao Shijiang with a large amount of money, can still come forward and say a thing or two.

"Shi Weng." The editor-in-chief used Zhao Shijiang's self-name to call him closely, "It's not that I'm lazy, Han Xianggong's Yanai personally went to guard the club over there, and it wasn't until it was sent to the printing house that someone sent a sample over." From the beginning, Han Xianggong didn't intend to use us. ”

Zhao Shijiang paused and said angrily: "It's because you all think so." That's why Han Xianggong doesn't need us! ”

The two express newspapers are based on the two major leagues.

Relatively speaking, the Keju League, which was established one step earlier, because there was no precedent, so at the beginning of its establishment, there were many wait-and-see people, and the forces from Kansai had relatively greater control power in it, and after that, although there was no shortage of high-powered coveted people, Han Gang's status rose faster than the hydrogen balloon, and no one could snatch away Han Gang's power.

And when the horse racing league was established, with the Keju league being established before, the enthusiasm of all parties was much higher, so Han Gang only had influence in it, but not enough control power.

From this point of view, it is a matter of course that Han Gang chose "Keju Express" to speak out.

But Zhao Shijiang was angry about this, not because he had recently been crowned the county prince, granted the opening of the mansion, and was about to take up the post of Dazongzheng, but he missed the opportunity to repay the favor, but because of Han Gang's coldness.

Whether it is the edict in the Empress Dowager's retirement palace, or the edict that the Son of Heaven has pondered in seclusion, it is transmitted to the officials of the world by the Di Bao, and there are two major newspapers to inform the people.

The convening of the Great Council, the construction of the new track, and the plans to be implemented by the imperial court in the near future were all made public through the two major newspapers.

There may be a difference between intimacy and alienation inside, but on the surface, the tacit understanding between the two major newspapers and the political affairs hall is no different.

This is also what makes Zhao Shijiang feel at ease.

He is not afraid of being troubled, but he is afraid of not being troubled.

But this time, Han Gang skipped "Horse Racing Express", which could not make Zhao Shijiang frightened.

He has never had the sage's teachings of 'three provinces in one day'. But after being called up an hour ago, he had already passed three, five, and seven provinces. I still don't understand why Han Gang wants to skip the horse racing express - it's normal to favor one over the other, but there is no need to give up an arm when fighting against a jackal, tiger and leopard.

Zhao Shijiang lowered his head and unfolded the sample magazine that had been soaked with sweat from his hands, and on the wet and wrinkled front page, the big words 'Yin Jian is not far from the world after Xia' are still very conspicuous.

The editor-in-chief leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Shi Weng, are the Liao people really coming?" ”

Compared with Zhao Shijiang, who suffered from gains and losses like the emperor's favored ministers, the newspaper members present were more concerned about whether the Liao people would really be preparing for a southern invasion as stated in this editorial.

When the editor-in-chief asked, the ears of the others were pricked up, but General Zhao Shijiang was even more annoyed: "Every year, the imperial court invests tens of millions of soldiers to raise soldiers, and thousands of cannons are built by the ordnance superintendent. Hebei's big city and small village, which one has not added a new fort to the four corners? ”

"But I heard that the firearms of the northern captives are not much lost to the officers and soldiers. What else is the Divine Fire Army, which killed tens of thousands of rebels in one battle in the first two years. ”

"As far as Yelu Yixin has a Divine Fire Army, is our Divine Machine Battalion an ornament?! The Shenhuo Army killed tens of thousands of people in one battle, how many more did they kill when they went to the Shenji Battalion in Daliao?! ”

Zhao Shijiang was furious for a while, no one cared about his troubles, and he was all worried about other things.

After just two sentences, looking at a pair of innocent eyes, Zhao Shijiang suddenly lost all his anger.

How did it get to be the way it is?

Zhao Shijiang thought sluggishly.

In the past, he was very leisurely, looking at horses and balls, or else he would have been angry here when it was not dawn?

But since he stepped into this whirlpool, he has completely lost the transcendent mentality of the past, and he was just worried about being remembered by the emperor, but now he is worried about being alienated by Han Gang, attacked by Wenchen, and restored by the Son of Heaven.

This kind of life was something he hadn't thought of before.

The mood changed sharply, like a boiler unscrewing a valve, and the breath inside suddenly leaked out.

Zhao Shijiang's back was also bowed, his waist was bent, and he looked several years old in an instant, and he no longer paid attention to everyone, and staggered into the building.

"Go ahead and do things first."

The editor-in-chief gave an order, and the editors immediately dispersed as soon as they were released, and then he followed him into the building.

In the room where the guests met, he and Zhao Shijiang sat down one after another.

Looking at the look of the person opposite, the editor-in-chief whispered, "Shi Weng." ”

Zhao Shijiang only responded, "Hmm." ”

"Since Han Xianggong is only making editorials on the east side, we don't need to rush. But the cooperation must be done well, what Han Xianggong wants to say, what is not explained in the editorial, we must help explain, and if there is not enough evidence, we must also help collect it. ”

"Hmm."

"I've just read the editorial from the east." The editor-in-chief looked at General Zhao Shijiang, "Although there is no name in it, the one who wants to divide the military power should be Lu Guogong, right?" ”

Zhao Shijiang finally reacted a little more, and snorted coldly, "Who else but him." ”

The Son of Heaven is the one who is strong and strong. As a member of the Zhao family, Zhao Shijiang will never be unfamiliar with this sentence.

Wen Yanbo wanted to compete for military power, and Zhao Shijiang had already heard about it, and he was not even surprised.

As long as the courtier has the slightest ambition, he will do it. With soldiers and horses in hand, whether it is self-protection or enterprising, there are choices. If there were no soldiers and horses, it would be like the Chenqiao Mutiny, when Taizu entered Beijing, the prime minister was helpless, and the emperor and queen cried against each other.

But after dividing up the military power, after reading the editorial, Zhao Shijiang could only scold the old treacherous and cunning.

Being the prime minister is just a housekeeper, and the industry is still the Zhao family's, there are so many peers staring at it, and no one can swallow it alone. But if the courtiers can work together, there will be no resistance to the divided industry, and everything will be their own.

If it weren't for Han Gang, maybe he would really agree.

"That's why Han Xianggong had no choice but to write this editorial."

"yes, you can't put the traitor's name on it yet. Otherwise, the Great Council would not be able to do it. ”

"Han Xianggong is very hard."

"Painstaking?" Zhao Shijiang laughed, "It's not painstaking to ask for everything, it's helpless." ”

In the past few days, Zhao Shijiang has complained a lot, 'Han Xianggong is too soft-hearted'.

The military power has to be divided, and Wen Yanbo really shouldn't be an outsider.

Mo said that Wen Yanbo had to be like a traitor, even if he was loyal, Zhao Shijiang would not support him.

Whether it is the restoration of the Son of Heaven or the cultivation of another new emperor, among the clans, the first one must be to take a knife against himself. As the first clan to stand up, they can only follow Han Gang to the black.

The editorial is right, but it is purely selfish and forgets justice. recklessly selfish, trapping all the people in fire and water. Although the punishment of the nine tribes is not enough, it is difficult to atone for their sins. Once the northern captives go south, who can stop the towns? The whole Jingshi had to become the horse slaves of the Khitans. This time, Wen Yanbo must be nailed. ”