Shangguan Haitang asked, "What did Your Majesty say about that article?" ”

Wu Mingkong nodded lightly, and said coldly: "I want to know, where did the shopkeeper of the Mirror Flower Pavilion come from so boldly dare to publish and arrange my articles." ”

Shangguan Haitang was silent for a moment and replied, "It's not surprising that it's Yan Guo's meticulous work. ”

When Wu Mingkong heard this, his brows furrowed slightly.

In her opinion, with the strength of the first village, she should not sit back and watch a meticulous work become the shopkeeper of the bookstore without the slightest notice.

Seeing this, Shangguan Haitang explained: "Since the establishment of the first village, it has set out to clear the fine works that have been planted in Chang'an by the various countries, but as long as these fine works live normally and do not contact people, they will not leave clues. ”

The voice fell.

Wu Mingkong's brows stretched slightly, obviously accepting this explanation.

After a moment of silence, she looked at Shangguan Haitang and asked: "You are the owner of the first village, you should have your own opinions on controlling the news, in your opinion, what should you do if you want to prevent this kind of thing from happening?" ”

Hearing this question, Shangguan Haitang's face showed a look of hesitation, and he did not answer immediately.

She was loyal to Fang Xiu, not to the emperor.

Some irrelevant questions that can be answered.

However, when it comes to the policy of the imperial court, it is still necessary to keep silent.

After all, the emperor has a deep mind, and no one knows what to say and what not to say.

Wu Mingkong noticed her expression, understood her concerns, thought about it, and said:

"The war in Yongzhou is not over yet, and the Yan army is menacing again, I don't want someone to attack the imperial court and cause turmoil at this time......

In that case, it is not a good thing for me, for the court, and for the other party to cultivate. ”

When Shangguan Haitang heard this, he remained silent.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong thought for a few breaths and made a final attempt.

"As the person Fang Xiu trusts the most, you should know the relationship between me and Fang Xiu......

I have already decided that when Fang Xiu returns to Beijing, I will give him the title, I don't want someone to take advantage of the topic and make irresponsible remarks in the newspaper. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said: "Besides, many people know about the deer as a horse in the first place, and if it is printed in the newspaper."

Speaking of which, it came to an abrupt end.

The latter words speak for themselves.

It is nothing more than the fear that someone will expose the matter of referring to the deer as a horse and cause unnecessary turmoil.

The relationship between Fang Xiu and the empress, of course, Shangguan Haitang is clear.

After all, the night Fang Xiu and Li Yingyue got married, she stayed outside the cave room.

How Fang Xiu was entangled with His Majesty, she remembered it clearly.

Think back to what happened that night.

Shangguan Haitang felt his heartbeat speed up a few points, and it took a few breaths before he calmed down.

Raising his eyes to look at the empress, he slowly spoke:

"If Your Majesty wants to prevent such a thing from happening, it is best to draw up a decree, from now on, except for Zhufengxuan and the Imperial Court's Book Bureau, no one or shop may print newspapers privately!

In addition, books printed by the bookstore must also be sent to the Ministry of Rites before they are sold, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites will review them, and they can only be sold if there is no problem. ”

When Wu Mingkong heard this, his face showed a thoughtful expression.

This would have had an immediate effect, but it would undoubtedly hinder the development of newspapers and books, and at the same time arouse dissatisfaction among some people with the imperial court.

In addition, it also seems that she, the son of heaven, is narrow-minded and does not know how to speak widely.

"Is there any other way?"

Wu Mingkong looked at Shangguan Haitang and asked.

Shangguan Haitang thought for a moment and replied: "Your Majesty can create a yamen, which is specifically responsible for newspapers and books, and private bookstores can print them, but they must be sent to the yamen for review. ”

Wu Mingkong frowned and said, "It doesn't make a difference. ”

Shangguan Haitang did not deny it, and replied: "In the eyes of the grass people, if you want to prevent this kind of thing from happening, review is the only way. ”

Wu Mingkong's brows furrowed slightly, and he fell into deep thought.

After a while, she made a decision, looked at Shangguan Haitang, nodded and said, "I understand, you go down." ”

"The grass people are retired!"

Shangguan Haitang bowed dignified and turned to leave.

After she left.

Wu Mingkong looked at Lin Wan'er beside him and ordered, "Let the waiter of the Ministry of Rites come to see me." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Lin Wan'er answered, turned to leave.

Dragon chair.

The little empress looked at her back, looking thoughtful, and muttered to herself: "Review. It's not a bad idea. ”

Following.

In the palace.

The little empress was still thinking about how to improve the review system, and was thinking about whether to add a yamen outside the Ministry of Rites to be responsible for the printing of newspapers and books.

At the same time, a certain hall in the Guozijian.

Cheng Zhengdao is still proud of the article he made a few days ago.

No doubt.

In his opinion, his article on his advice to His Majesty was excellent in all respects.

Printed in newspapers, it will not take long to spread all over the country.

At that time, no matter how angry His Majesty is, he will not blame him, but will treat him with great courtesy, so as to show his tolerance and generosity.

And he will be sought after by the world's scholars because he dares to give direct advice, and he will become famous, maybe he will be able to leave a name in history in the future and become a famous minister through the ages!

Of course.

Whether he can become famous or not is not his original intention for this article.

The fundamental purpose of his writing this article is to persuade His Majesty to return to the right path, not to be influenced by Fang Xiu's chaotic ministers and thieves, and to levy and extort violently everywhere, making the gentry of the world panic.

It can no longer be as brutal and unkind as some time ago, and kill the three noble clans for trumped-up reasons!

To know!

Benevolence and righteousness are the foundation of the Son of Heaven's governance!

As soon as he thought of this, Cheng Zhengdao suddenly felt that his thoughts were surging, and he was busy lifting his pen and dipping his ink in it, planning to write another article to teach His Majesty how to govern the country.

The core is that as the Son of Heaven, he should not ignore the righteousness because of a small profit in front of him, otherwise the court will overthrow sooner or later!

Written and written.

He couldn't help but think of some things he had heard recently.

For example, at the court meeting a few days ago, His Majesty actually distributed the dividends of Zhenbao Zhai to hundreds of civil and military officials in the Fengtian Palace.

In his opinion, this matter is simply ridiculous!

Your Majesty does not teach hundreds of officials with righteousness, but bribes hundreds of officials with silver, which is really morally degenerate!

Besides.

He also heard that the imperial court had recently used a large amount of silver to recruit craftsmen to build workshops, and had also handed over official roads to some mercenary merchants to build.

This made him feel extremely sad and angry.

In his opinion, this is a reckless force!

It's the collusion of officials and businessmen!

"The monarch is not right, the minister's position is unknown, the minister holds dividends and the outside is a fool, and the minister is afraid of crime and is obedient"

Cheng Zhengdao sat on the Taishi's chair, wrote a few sentences, and then stopped to consider.

From time to time, there is a sad look between his eyebrows, and from time to time he shows anger.

"The minister is loyal to death, curled up for His Majesty's words, but His Majesty pays attention, the sect is very fortunate, the world is very fortunate, and I would like to hear about it."

Finish the rest of the content.

Cheng Zhengdao couldn't help but exhale a breath of turbidity, put down the pen, picked up the article, and admired it to himself.

Right now.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.

This was followed by a knock on the door.

"Cheng Saijiu, something happened!"

Cheng Zhengdao heard the voice and looked out the door.

The article of Xindao was printed in the newspaper, and it is strange that nothing happens!

Having said that, as long as it's not the Eagle Claw of the Criminal Department who came today, it's not a big deal!

Thinking so, Cheng Zhengdao put on a breezy appearance, stroked his beard, and said leisurely: "Come in and say." ”

The voice fell.

A doctor walked in, still holding a newspaper in his hand, his expression was extremely complicated, and he said in a slightly hurried manner: "Cheng Xijiu, the newspaper published an article today."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Zhengdao.

"Husband, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, and the elk was in the left and his eyes were not instantaneous, it was just an article, why did he panic so much."

After Cheng Zhengdao finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, looking light-hearted.

When the doctor saw this scene, he was slightly stunned, and then his expression became a little strange.

After being silent for a few breaths, he asked tentatively: "In this article, Cheng Sai Wine has already been seen?" ”

This is not nonsense!

The article made by the old man is naturally carefully considered word by word, how can it not be seen.

Cheng Zhengdao put down the teacup and said leisurely: "Naturally." ”

Got a positive answer.

The doctor's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of admiration.

After reading the article, I can still be so indifferent.

Cheng sacrificial wine is worthy of being a great Confucian!

Mount Tai collapsed in front and the color remained unchanged, and the elk was on the left and not instantly!

In such a realm, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to achieve it in his whole life.

That's it.

The doctor asked curiously, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Cheng Zhengdao heard this question and said lightly: "Wait." ”

"Wait? What do you mean? ”

The doctor's eyes showed a blank look, and he didn't understand Cheng Zhengdao's intentions.

Cheng Zhengdao noticed his expression and said in his heart: Is it young that he is at a loss when he encounters something, or he has done too little knowledge and does not know how to face the dilemma.

Thinking so, Cheng Zhengdao spoke again: "The newspaper has not been printed for a long time, and it has not yet spread, and there are too few people who read it, and it has not yet had an impact on the court and Your Majesty.

At this time, there is no point in being anxious, wait for His Majesty to read the article and make a choice, and the old man will be able to deal with it."

As soon as this remark came out.

The doctor froze in place.

The priest even thinks that too few people have read this newspaper!

This. This.

What's the idea?

Could it be that that article is right, and the Lord of the Wine Festival is really as good as Longyang?

But.

How is this possible!

He has also been in the Guozijian for more than ten years, why has he never found out before that the Lord of Wine Sacrifice has this hobby?

There was a half-silence.

The doctor still couldn't help but ask, "When the time comes, Your Majesty asks, how does Lord Sacrificial Wine plan to deal with it?" ”

What else can be done?

Naturally, he spoke out and advised His Majesty to correct his mistakes!

Think so.

Cheng Zhengdao said leisurely: "Be fair and upright, and speak up!" ”

“.”

Now.

The doctor was completely stunned.

He really couldn't understand what this had to do with being upright and speaking upright.

Could it be that even if His Majesty asks, the Lord of the Sacrificial Wine will never bow his head?!

This.

Completely incomprehensible!

The doctor took a deep breath to try to calm himself down, and then asked cautiously, "What do you mean by the sake priesthood, that article is completely true?" ”

When Cheng Zhengdao heard this, his face showed dissatisfaction, and he said coldly: "If it is not true, if it is printed and written, wouldn't it be a bully to the king and dig his own grave!" ”

"This"

Got a positive answer.

The doctor felt a great shock to his heart, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

Subconsciously took a step back and kept his distance from Cheng Zhengdao.

When Cheng Zhengdao saw this scene, his expression was slightly disdainful, and he said coldly: "The sage said, the rich and the rich cannot be lewd, the poor and the lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent, but it is just an article that is fair and straightforward, and it scared you like this, sad, lamentable......"

When the doctor heard this, his expression became extremely strange.

Especially when I hear the words "speak upright".

He finally realized that the article that Lord Sacke's article and the article he said should not be the same article.

After hesitating for a moment, he spoke again: "The article of Daqian Monthly, has Lord Sacrificial Wine really read it?" ”

An article from Daqian Monthly?

Isn't it a mirror flower newspaper?

Cheng Zhengdao was slightly stunned and asked, "The article of Daqian Monthly?" What article? ”

When the Doctor heard this, he was convinced that the priest had misunderstood what he meant.

His expression became complicated again, and he handed the newspaper in his hand to Cheng Zhengdao, saying:

"Please take a look at the sake priest."

After saying that, he stood aside.

Keep your head down and don't say a word.

When Cheng Zhengdao saw this scene, his eyes showed a look of confusion, he reached out and took the newspaper, opened it, and browsed it.

At a glance, he saw a line of big characters dancing in the most eye-catching position.

"Surprise! The son of the country is supervising the sacrificial wine, and the great Confucian Cheng is on the right path, and he is proficient in this way! 》

Seeing this line of text, a bad premonition rose in his heart, his brows furrowed slightly, and he began to browse the content of the article.

Look at it.

His expression changed.

First at a loss, then with surprise, then with shame, and finally with anger!

I haven't finished reading it yet.

He was already furious, and suddenly got up from his chair, slammed the newspaper on the table, and roared angrily:

"Who is it that slanders the old man like this!"

Maybe it's too violent.

Or maybe it's too angry.

Cheng Zhengdao, who stood up, just finished roaring, he felt dizzy for a while, shook twice, and then sat back on the Taishi chair.

Side.

When the doctor saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Lord Sacrificial Wine Calm His Anger!"

Cheng Zhengdao, who sat back in the Taishi chair, heard this, his old face showed a look of grief and indignation, his eyes widened, stared at the doctor, and said angrily: "If you are slandered like this, can you calm your anger?!" ”

“.”

Hearing this, the doctor was tempted to say:

Big husband, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, and the elk was on the left and his eyes were not instantaneous, but it was just an article, why was he so panicked.

However, seeing Cheng Zhengdao's extreme face, he still didn't say anything.

He was afraid of being angry with Cheng Zhengdao.

Taishi's chair.

Cheng Zhengdao clutched the newspaper tightly with both hands, his face was even more ugly than eating Xiang, and his chest continued to rise and fall because of anger.

After a while, he eased up a bit, stared at the doctor, and squeezed a question out of his teeth.

"Who wrote this article?"