Speaking of which, Zhou Qingfeng really needs to find a Confucianism in the late Ming Dynasty to engage in publicity.

After all, it is very important to change the mind. If the propaganda is good, the people's will will be attached, and the result will be twice the result with half the effort; Bad publicity, social unrest. As long as the enemy casually spreads rumors and agitates, he can stir up discord and cause great trouble. Such examples are not uncommon in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, and the lessons are extremely profound.

Zhou Qingfeng came from 400 years later, and his language habits were difficult to change, and he was unwilling to change. This has led to the popularity of 'neologisms' in the system he controls, and his subordinates must learn from him. But after all, the people in the system are a minority, and the number of the vast number of people who eat melons is a hundred times a thousand times, and it is not okay to give up on them. Someone has to do a targeted and proactive campaign.

Mu Sinian, this person came just in time. He belongs to the enlightened gentry, is familiar with the local people, has no black pot bloody cases, and has a very good reputation. His granddaughters are all married to tall bulls, and it's a joy for everyone to be able to get closer to the traverser team. Zhou Qingfeng agreed to appoint him as the head of the Publicity Section of the Department of Administration. The old man is in his fifties, and his energy and ability are still there.

Estimating that the wild boar skin was about to be fought, the focus of the propaganda section was to prepare for the transfer - the historical battle of Fushun, Nurhachi won easily, captured more than 300,000 people, and looted a huge amount of money. After the war, Fushun City was razed to the ground, and all the buildings were demolished and destroyed.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't want Nurhachi to make such a big profit. He was constantly preparing to move south, and he was also planning how to intimidate the people inside and outside Fushun City to flee together - the loss of money and property was counted, but the population really couldn't be given to Nurhachi casually. At least find a way to take away the best of it.

After Mu Sinian accepted the appointment, he immediately understood that the Ming bureaucratic system in Fushun had been completely destroyed by Zhou Qingfeng, and was replaced by an administrative system established by Zhou Qingfeng himself. This system has a small number of personnel, but the work efficiency is extremely high. On the night of Zhou Qingfeng's order, Li Shuwei of the Administration Department took over the establishment of the Propaganda Section.

When they met for the first time, the owner of the sex shop who graduated from Agricultural University frightened Mu Sinian. There are not many tall people in the Ming Dynasty, and the one in front of him is more than one meter and eight meters. When the old man came running with a letter of appointment written by Zhou Qingfeng, the acting director's series of actions were also extremely surprising.

"Chief Muko, it's a blessing, it's a blessing. From now on, we will be like-minded comrades. After Li Shuwei read the letter of appointment, he stood up and shook hands with Old Man Mu, and personally made tea for the other party, "Our current propaganda work is indeed a bit chaotic, and people who understand the local customs and conditions need to join us in our work." ”

According to the rules of Daming officialdom, Old Man Mu sat halfway on the bench with his buttocks, but he was bluffed by Li Shuwei's action of handing over the tea himself, and he didn't know how to swing his hands and feet. He thought that Zhou Qingfeng was now in charge of Fushun, and this Li Shuwei was also a master of history. Old man Mu stood up and was about to kneel. Li Shuwei saw how he could kneel down at his age, and hurriedly pulled him to sit down.

"Old man, we don't have this here." Li Shuwei still has a few words to appease.

Mu Sinian was a divergent brain, and after he sat down on his buttocks, he raised his head and asked, "After a few masters control Fushun, do they want to rebel?" ”

Hey......?

This advanced idea startled Li Shuwei. Old Man Mu continued: "Master Li doesn't need to worry, my son died early, and my dearest granddaughter married your person. I want to fight before I get into the ground. I won't hide it from you, if the old men don't rebel, the old decay won't come. ”

Li Shuwei sat down again, feeling that the old man's thinking in front of him needed to be reassessed, "What does the old man think, just say it." ”

"The abilities of several masters are really extraordinary, ordinary fools don't understand, but those who read will feel that you must have bad intentions. When Sister Xu was in our village, her words and demeanor were like changing the world. When I arrived in Fushun, I saw that you and the Ming government were simply incompatible. If you don't want to rebel, there's no other way.

Now that Fushun has changed greatly, even if no one in the officialdom opposes it, someone will definitely go to Shenyang or even Liaoyang to complain in private. Although Li Yongfang is still there, I don't understand the plans of several masters, but I still need to be cautious. After all, there are countless people who are jealous and jealous.

He has spent more than 50 years in vain, and he is really disgusted with the Ming government. Corrupt officials are everywhere, evil officials are rampant, the people are poor, and the people are struggling to make a living. In fact, I have been looking forward to another savior in this world. The Ming army in Liaodong has long been decayed, and it is definitely not the opponent of several masters. The bigger the trouble, the easier it will be to recruit security in the future. ”

Mu Sinian seemed to feel that he had said too much, and said with a smile: "I know that this matter must be secret, and I must not easily tell outsiders." The old man was angry for a while, and he just wanted to show his heart, but it was very abrupt. Hey...... let's talk about this propaganda.

Now that the power of Fushun is falling, there is no need to worry about the ability of several masters to govern civil affairs. The public opinion of the people only needs to be calm, and the old man thinks why not find some storytellers to preach on the street. Or find a few troupes to hold a few temple fairs, and the news will naturally spread to all over the country. ”

"We already have plans to co-opt the storytellers in the city. We even want to run a newspaper, as much as possible, once a day, to write some market news to accompany our next work. Li Shuwei said.

"Newspapers? Di Bao? ”

"It's almost the same, but it's not the bad things in the court, but the news related to the people in the market. For example, the rise and fall of food prices, shop advertisements, and border enemies. Storytellers can go around preaching with newspapers in their hands to let the people know about the current situation. This will also make it easier for us to guide the people's hearts. ”

"It's going to cost a lot of money."

"We can still afford to spend a few hundred taels of silver a month."

Hearing that it would cost a few hundred taels a month, Mu Sinian was speechless for a while. He runs a private school in the countryside, and there are only a few children who can come to school, and he has to rely on him to go to the field to grow some food on weekdays. Some of the children's parents have no money to pay for school fees, so they have to help Mu Sinian work to offset it. He may not be able to earn two taels of silver all year round.

Mu Sinian originally thought that it would be good to hire three or five people to promote it everywhere, but thinking that Li Shuwei would be a few hundred taels of silver as soon as he opened his mouth, "This ......, how many people do you have to hire here?" It's too extravagant. ”

"There are about one or twenty storytellers in the city. Everyone's salary is guaranteed for two or two months, and they should all come to work. In addition, running a newspaper requires a few well-written scholars,......。 ”

"I ......" Even though the two of them sat very close, Mu Sinian still couldn't wait to shout loudly, "The old man can write and paint, whether it is a Bagu article or a market story." The old decay can still draw some pictures, but it is not very good for engraving and printing. There is no need for ordinary scholars at all. ”

Storytellers can get two or two monthly salaries, and Mu Sinian feels that he can do more, so he can have three taels anyway. But Li Shuwei shook his head with a smile and said: "It's better to find someone to do the matter of writing articles for the newspaper, old man, you can hang an editor-in-chief in the newspaper and be responsible for picketing mistakes and omissions." ”

......, three taels a month should be stable.

Mu Sinian just had the feelings of an old and angry youth, but now he is full of the reality of an old peasant. He nodded, calmed down and said secretly: Steady, steady, can't be too happy to appear too shallow. I have to save face for my own Ling'er, so that people can't feel that her grandfather is open-minded when he sees money.

After roughly determining the staffing, Li Shuwei saw that it was too late, so he casually searched for a document beside him and said, "Old man, as our section chief, you will provide accommodation." After speaking, he took a pen in the document and made a record, and called the guards to give an address, and sent Mu Sinian away.

Mu Sinian's heart was hot when he came out of Li Yongfang's mansion, and he felt that he really had to fight when he was old. However, looking at the leaders who are clearly organized and have steady steps, they are much stronger than ordinary rogue parties.

"In ancient times, Jiang Ziya was seventy and two years old, and he was still fishing by the river, so he was able to assist King Wen of Zhou. The old decay is only fifty and six this year, and it is not too late. Several of the leaders have great talents, and they are worth fighting. Old man Mu walked half the street in a cranky way. The guard who led the way stopped in front of a small courtyard, "Old man, you will stay here tonight." Two servants will come and wait, and you can rest in peace. ”

The guards carried the lantern towards the courtyard gate, and Mu Sinian was surprised and delighted when he saw it clearly. The gate of this courtyard is very large, and the courtyard will not be small, and the house here is not for ordinary people. Hearing that there are servants coming to serve, Mu Sinian, who has worked hard all his life and has not enjoyed happiness, is bubbling with joy in his heart.

This house is really nice, much better than a hut in the country.

The old indignant young man thought that if he wanted to rebel, he would have to live a hard life, but who knew that it would be a great blessing. Not long after he entered the house, two assigned servants arrived. A man and a woman are all young people with neat hands and feet, and they also brought all the daily necessities distributed to Mu Sinian.

"Too extravagant, too extravagant. I think that when Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, conquered Xianyang, he was nostalgic for the gorgeous palace and greedy for enjoyment. Fortunately, Zhang Liang reminded him to retreat. This is easy to move from thrift to luxury, and from luxury to thrift. How can this be the case if the great cause is not accomplished? I'm going to admonish it. "The idea is certain, Mu Sinian turned around and was about to go out. But when he got to the door, he stopped again.

"It's getting late, and the leaders are already resting. The exhortation is not in a hurry, the old man will stay for one night first, and then talk about it at dawn tomorrow. After reversing his mind, Old Man Mu went back to his room to rest.

What a good night's sleep!

When the rooster crowed at dawn the next day, Old Man Mu got up and touched the smooth silk quilt around him, and thought in his heart, 'It's too extravagant, so it will definitely be resurrected in a few days'. The thought of last night flooded his mind, and he hurriedly got up and dressed, and went to the audience to offer a speech. But as soon as he opened the door, he saw more than a dozen people in different costumes at the door, calling him 'section chief'.

After careful questioning, I realized that these were the storytellers who had been notified to be incorporated last night. They are all well-versed in literature and ink, and their mouths are absolutely smooth, and they are used for propaganda to make the best use of them. In addition, a few down-and-out scholars were also recruited, waiting for Mu Sinian to arrange a job.

Old man Mu hurriedly invited everyone into the house to prepare for the first working meeting of the Propaganda Section. But a group of people said that there was another office location, and dragged the old man to another larger and more spacious courtyard. This courtyard was originally Li Yongfang's private residence, which was chic and elegantly furnished, and the decoration was gorgeous and rich. It's a real pleasure to work in this place.

"Too extravagant, too extravagant. Although Huatang is good, you can't stay for a long time. Old man Mu snorted a few times, but seeing that no one under him echoed, he felt bored. During this period, Zhou Qingfeng was worried that Mu Sinian would not arrange work, so he specially came over to inspect and guide, which was also to establish the prestige of the old man. At noon, the dinner party celebrated the establishment of the Propaganda Section, and chicken, duck and fish were served casually.

"It's too extravagant, how can this work? This is all people's fat and people's ointment, how much money do you have to eat? Mu Sinian nibbled on a chicken leg and thought: Everyone at the table is eating happily, and it is not easy to save the face of the leader. When I'm done eating, I'll admonish.

Well...... this chicken leg is so fragrant today!