At night, Liu Sheng was in the bedroom, opened the calligraphy and paintings left to him by the meditation monk, and watched them countless times: the heart is like a lotus platform, spreading kindness in the world. In just a few words, he had a sense of mission. But what will be the good thoughts that will be sprinkled on the earth?

Jia Fu was in his bedroom, thinking about it and couldn't sleep. Get up and walk out and open the door. found Liu Sheng's bedroom, brightly lit, shook his head and knocked on the door: "Brother Sheng, if you don't sleep, open the door."

"I haven't slept yet, I'll open the door right away." Liu Sheng heard Jia Fu's shouting and retracted his cranky thoughts. Walk to the door and open it for Jafo to enter.

Jia Fu walked in and saw the calligraphy and painting on the bed, spread out on it. I sighed very uncomfortably: "You are looking at that calligraphy and painting tonight, so you can't sleep."

"What about you? Why can't I sleep after a day of traveling". Liu Sheng didn't answer, and asked rhetorically as if by default.

Jia Fu pretended to be relaxed and sighed: "The same, you said meditate on the old monk, let's go, why do you still leave a pair of calligraphy and paintings." He left calligraphy and paintings, but why did he only give them to you, but not to me. Isn't this sincerity, between the two of us, to sow discord? “。

"If you think that's going to make your mind a little more reassuring. Then you just go on, I can't sleep anyway." Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu pretending to be relaxed, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Jia Fu smiled and looked at Liu Sheng embarrassedly: "All this can't be hidden from your brother Sheng, I don't understand why the old monks in Fojue Temple can live for a few more years, but they don't want to die one by one and run to the disaster area."

"Because they are monks of the Buddha Jue Temple, ah blessing, do you say yes?" While listening, Liu Sheng recalled the scene when the monks went down the mountain that day.

When Jia Fu heard this, he sighed: "He left and left, but he also let us spread good thoughts to the world, and we are not Buddhas, how can we bear such a heavy burden."

"Maybe what he said was that the good hall is open all over the world." Liu Sheng looked at the calligraphy and painting, and a green lotus came to life. If there is compassion in the heart, there will be no suffering.

Jia Fu followed Liu Sheng's gaze: "The day after tomorrow, they will go to Chang'an, so we really won't go to see it."

"If you don't go, it's a matter of time before you take this step." Liu Sheng was thoughtful, and his tone was very affirmative.

Jia Fu thought for a while, but he couldn't sleep anyway, so he counted on the manpower: "Brother Sheng, I don't know if you have calculated how many people we can mobilize now."

"There should be, thousands of people". Liu Sheng was thoughtful and calculated.

Jia Fu lowered his head and calculated carefully: "Zhenguan can mobilize more than 2,000 Taoist priests, and there are more than 3,000 monks in Fojue Temple." Not counting the Spring and Autumn Villa of Master Zhou, now the monks and Taoist priests add up to no less than six thousand."

"Six thousand, so many people, you can come up with a charter." Liu Sheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then realized that he could unconsciously mobilize so many people.

Jia Fu showed a bitter gourd face, this is more than six thousand people, not six people. With so many people, how can he mobilize the plan: "Brother Sheng, with so many people, is it difficult for a strong man."

"It's not for you to arrange each of them how to do it. As long as you plan the order of development, you will naturally arrange them by yourself. All we need to do is send people from the government to print movable type and improve papermaking. These two techniques can be brought over and guarded." Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu and prompted, in fact, there is no need to think about things too troublesome.

When Jia Fu heard this, he felt that there was a certain amount of truth, and he carefully planned and calculated: "As long as the funds are abundant, we can completely set up newspaper offices, pedestrian streets, and charity halls in all state capitals at the same time."

"If we breed pigeon in large quantities, let the pigeon pass the message. At the same time, with the establishment of Shantang, our intelligence network will become bigger and bigger. Maybe when the time comes, there will be unexpected gains." Liu Sheng heard Jia Fu's calculations, and also added casually.

When Jia Fu heard what Liu Sheng said, he thought: "Pigeon? It's faster than people, but it's too expensive."

"Quickly collect intelligence from all over the world, for newspapers. It is beneficial and harmless, and there is no profit or loss". Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fushen and thought about explaining.

Jia Fu was even more puzzled and looked at Liu Sheng: "Brother Sheng, I agree with what you said is beneficial and harmless, but I remain suspicious if there is any profit or loss, the cost of carrier pigeons is too huge."

"You could have published a separate newspaper for the pigeons." Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu with a suspicious look on his face, and continued to explain.

Jia Fu looked at Liu Sheng even more suspiciously: "What kind of newspaper is running, with so many circulations, will there be conflicts?"

"It's based on the carrier pigeons, and the information brought back, and it's classified. Publish some bizarre, gossip. With the power of that newspaper, provide carrier pigeons". Liu Sheng said his thoughts, and felt that this matter was promising. Sometimes the success or failure of a war is often fought by information asymmetry.

After Jia Fu listened, he thought about it repeatedly in his mind: "Brother Sheng, your idea may work." Even if the newspaper earns more money than the cost of breeding carrier pigeons, what does it matter. As you said before, spiders weave webs, in addition to dots and threads. The way the message is passed back and forth is the line. If the news lags behind all people, it is not as convenient as carrier pigeons."

"If it is a carrier pigeon, we need to write it in a code, and the secrecy must be done thoroughly." Liu Sheng heard Jia Fu's approval and continued to instruct.

As soon as Jia Fu heard the code, his head grew big. As if flattering, he looked at Liu Sheng: "Brother Sheng, this matter is very important, why don't you do it."

"I think you're trying to be lazy." Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu with a flattering face, and looked at him angrily.

Jia Fu smiled and touched his head embarrassedly: "I'm not too stupid, these codes are too complicated." When you were in the village, you taught me for a few months. I still don't know much about this."

"I'll leave the code to me, but what about the rest?" Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu with an embarrassed face, and smiled and took the matter of the code. Deliberately asked, something later.

When Jia Fu heard Liu Sheng go to design the code, his eyes narrowed with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Sheng." I'll take care of the rest."

"Don't regret it then, if something goes wrong, don't cry." Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu with a big bag, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Hey, hey". Jia Fu smiled at Liu Sheng and gave a thumbs up: "I am the owner of the Sparrow Newspaper, not a year ago, the Jia Fu who was still in the village can be compared." It's just a trivial matter, and it's natural to get it."

"Now that there are enough people, the channels for messaging can be gradually planned. The rest is missing some time to let these things brew and ferment." Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu and then moved his gaze to the calligraphy and painting, the scene they wanted to see was brewing, maybe in a few years, it could be fully realized.

When Jia Fu saw Liu Sheng, his eyes also turned to calligraphy and painting: "Good thoughts are spread to the world, maybe in a few months, they can be implemented." Brother Sheng, do you think we count? In another way, inherited the legacy of the old bald donkeys".

"There are countless people in this world who are burning themselves. Strive to make the world a better place. When a group of people grow old, there will naturally be a group of new people who will take over the banner in their hands and continue to struggle. Maybe they don't know each other, maybe they don't know each other, maybe they don't do things the same. Or maybe they made each other enemies because of the wrong methods. But no matter what, they all have one, a common starting point. Batch after batch, one after another, passing the torch from generation to generation." Liu Sheng listened to Jia Fu's words and suddenly sighed.

Jia Fu also sighed, and inadvertently looked out of the window, and a trace of sleepiness came to his heart: "Brother Sheng'er is late at night, I will leave first, and you will rest early."

"Well, have a good rest, we still have to be busy during this time". Liu Sheng also looked out the window, but Jia Fu was not speaking. Turning around and walking outside, he went straight to his bedroom. The door was closed, Liu Sheng blew out the lights, thought about the words on the calligraphy and painting, and fell into a deep sleep.