"Little boy, come and play next time."

Gongsun Cheng leaned on the window of the carriage and waved at the children who had escorted them to the door.

It wasn't until the wheels of the carriage rolled sparkling that he retracted his head, his mouth was deflated, and he lay on Gongsun Yan's lap, burying his head and not getting up.

Gongsun Yan's expression softened, and he gently touched his head and coaxed: "It's okay to play next time." ”

Gongsun Cheng, as the younger brother of Gongsun Yan, is also the only bone and blood left by Gongsun Zhan in the world.

In the eyes of outsiders, it has a unique value and status.

Gongsun Yan has always taken care of him very closely, and he doesn't have many sincere playmates in the empty Gongsun Mansion.

She had chosen a few young servants to be his companions, but the status of the servants was never equal to his.

For a sensitive-minded child like Gongsun Cheng, he could sense the awe of his servants, so he was not willing to treat him sincerely.

The children in the Salesian Institute, though precocious and reverent, were so young that they did not receive the same profound education as the servants.

After playing for a while, you can play a piece.

Separated as soon as they were cooked, which made Gongsun Cheng extremely sad.

He put his face on Gongsun Yan's leg, shook his head gently, and shook the small hair bag on his head: "No need, it will cause trouble for Sister A." ”

Gongsun Yan couldn't help but sigh: "It's okay, next time my sister comes to the Salesian Home, will I bring you here?" ”

"When the time comes, you can bring your puppy."

The sensible child is distressed, and Gongsun Yan couldn't help but pick him up and put him on his knees.

Gongsun Cheng, who is about to be five years old, inherited the good appearance of his parents, and his cheeks were whirring, Gongsun Yan couldn't help but pinch: "Shall we go to Grandpa next?" ”

Gongsun Cheng nested in Gongsun Yan's arms and nodded obediently.

Gongsun Yan smiled and looked at Alan who was in the same car: "Alan, turn around and go to the newspaper office." ”

Alain immediately nodded, lifted the curtain and said to the driver, "Go to the newspaper office." ”

Gongsun Yan's car was driving very slowly.

In order to stabilize the hearts of the people in the city, she often took a horse-drawn carriage to the Salesian Workshop to see the lonely old man recently.

Go to the built weaving workshop for guidance.

Or go to the hospitals and supply and marketing cooperatives under construction to inspect.

Like the leaders of later generations, they went around to send a signal of goodwill to the people and clans in the city.

The effect of her actions is naturally there, but it just breaks the hearts of people like Zhang Zhu and Wang Wu who are in charge of her safety.

Gongsun Yan herself was also very tired, and she took advantage of the road to close her eyes and pretend to sleep.

The car drove all the way through the streets of Lingzhi and finally stopped in front of a government office with a very luxurious and solemn face.

This is the new newspaper office set up by Gongsun Yan.

As a modern person, she is well aware of the power of public opinion means.

Especially in an era like the end of the Han Dynasty, which pays attention to fame, if she wants the next things to go smoothly, she needs to be able to reverse the black and white to refer to the deer as the horse.

So such an institution that seems to be fair, but in fact speaks for her and acts as her mouth, was born.

After she changed the original official mansion to report demons, she directly established a newspaper.

The position of the person in charge was given to the respected Gongsun Jing and Gao Huai.

To tempt these old men, let go of the happy days of drinking with their concubines at home, and go out again, they need valuable bait.

And the bait sprinkled by Gongsun Yan can be said to poke straight into their hearts.

As long as they become honorary directors of the newspaper, they will be given the right to publish their works once.

The importance of knowledge in people's minds in this era goes without saying.

As a carrier for the dissemination of knowledge, books naturally have a high status.

Now in the hands of everyone, most of them are bamboo slips.

When Gongsun Yan took Gongsun Jing and Gao Huai for the first time to visit the paper mill outside Lingzhi City, as well as the movable type printing factory behind the newspaper.

Tell the two old men that they can publish a book for them, and when they print 10,000 copies, they will disperse with the caravan to the whole Han.

After listening to this, the two old men burped left and right and fell into the printing and typesetting room.

That time was a rare moment of severe fright after Gongsun Yan came to the end of the Han Dynasty.

Hurriedly sent the two old men to the hospital that had not yet been repaired, poured them with healing potions, and kept watch by the bedside all night.

The next day, as soon as Gongsun Jing opened his eyes, he was about to run home without wearing shoes to sort out his little essay.

After all, it's a book!

No one in the late Han Dynasty could refuse such a temptation.

In this way, Gongsun Yan turned a bunch of old men to work at the newspaper.

Buy one and get countless free, and the filial sons and grandsons under these old men also came.

This newspaper was revitalized at once, and became the most motivated department in the branch city.

It's often too motivated.

"Lady, it's here." Alain's soft call came, and Gongsun Yan opened his eyes.

The car drove into the front yard through the side door that opened.

Since the authority and credibility of the newspaper are required, and scholars will be invited to give lectures in the future, the face is very important.

On the floor paved with black stone, the vermilion lintel, and the shiny glazed gold tiles.

At a glance, it can make people feel arrogant, forming a natural suppressive force, which makes people unconsciously convinced.

But at this time, the courtyard was a mess.

When the noisy voice came, Gongsun Yan frowned, and was about to ask, when he heard a familiar voice full of anger: "Gao Huai!" ”

It was Gongsun Jing's voice.

Hearing her grandfather's shameless shout, Gongsun Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Before she could guess what was happening, she heard a dog bark.

No need to guess, she knows what's going on.

Gongsun Yan pressed his eyebrows with a headache.

Sure enough, when I lifted the curtain, I saw Gongsun Jingzheng scolding with a dove cane, holding a tattered book in his hand.

Gao Huai stretched out his hand to stop him and protected the green-haired dog behind him: "Jing Gong, Jing Gong, don't be angry, I'll pay for it." ”

Gongsun was anxious: "I'm bah! Can you afford it? This is the first book to be collected! ”

"Jing Gong, don't be angry." Gao Huai comforted in his mouth, and still protected the dog behind him.

Look at the majestic, stupid-looking husky.

Gongsun Yan, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but sigh.

The fate of the world is really wonderful, and the husky was originally raised by her to deal with the heavy snow in the northland.

Gao Huai went on a trip, and in addition to bringing back the two old hens, he brought back the dog.

is extremely pampered, and the old grandson Yan saw him beating and scolding his son, but he never saw him scold this dog.

This lawless dog has demolished the house of the Gao Jialing branch city and burned a small courtyard.

Ever since she had this dog, she hadn't seen Gao Huai have a good dress on him.

Seeing that her grandfather's face was flushed and worried about his heart attack, Gongsun Yan hurriedly said: "Don't quarrel with the two." ”

Seeing her coming, Gongsun Jingmeng was aggrieved: "Ah Yan, you read my book." ”

Seeing that he was about to cry, Gongsun Yan shook and hurriedly said: "Grandpa, don't be sad, I'll customize a coated paper calfskin shell for you." ”

Her comfort played a small role, and Gongsun Jing snorted coldly and stopped looking at Gao Huai.

Gao Huai's eyes lit up instead, and he came over: "Ah Yan, can you give Grandpa Gao a copy too?" ”