"Lao Xu, you can't do it, you can't change me, it's time soon, if it's delayed, we both have to be trained."

On the city tower of a small county town, a young man wearing a county official uniform, holding a pergola, looked at another young man who was setting up a loudspeaker on the top of the city tower, and urged the other party urgently.

His name is Wang Han, 23 years old this year, and he is the county magistrate of Xunfeng County.

Although this county is only an inferior county, for him who was born as a poor peasant, being able to become the respect of a county is already an ancestor who burns high incense.

Wang Han is not from the entrance examination, but a new graduate, and he is also the first graduate.

In his class, he ranked more than 120.

According to the selection of the officials, he was assigned to the lower counties.

It is said that the best No. 1 went directly to Hallym Temple, and already has an introduction slip to enter the cabinet.

Although he is far from the top 100, Wang Han is not discouraged.

Because compared to those who have slightly worse grades, it is already good for him to be a county magistrate.

The guy who was one place below him didn't even get involved in the county order, and was assigned to a remote place and became a township chief.

Of course, there are more unlucky ones, such as the unlucky guy with a big horn installed on it, who is also his old classmate.

Because his grades were outside the 300 students, he didn't even get an official position, and finally took another year of telegraph before he was assigned to the county as a telegraph operator.

The other party was very lucky and was assigned to his county.

It is precisely because the two of them are friends, otherwise those county orders who are generally from the examination would really not dare to offend these telegraphers.

These telegraph operators were not under the control of the local county, but directly under the newly established Ministry of Communications of the imperial court, and they changed positions from time to time.

These people often come into contact with all walks of life in the county, and they are all clear about the trivial things in the county.

If you offend the other party because of this, the other party will make a small report to the top, and you will not be able to be your own official.

Coupled with the competition of new schools, now those officials who came from the entrance examination are very honest, and they work harder than the other.

If you don't work hard, if you don't work hard, your position will be replaced by those new students at any time.

"It's going to be soon, it's going to be right away."

Lao Xu, who installed the horn on it, wiped the sweat on his forehead, glanced at the dense crowd outside the city, and lowered his head to install it again.

Under the city are the people of the county, and they came here today, not to see the excitement, but to receive an order from the county to come here to listen to the emperor's speech.

This matter began to be notified as early as two months ago, and it was required that everyone in charge of the family must rush to the county seat to listen to the emperor's announcement.

In order to allow these ordinary people to actively come and participate, the government also revealed some news in advance, saying that the imperial court was ready to waive some taxes again.

Moreover, after the emperor announces some things, the county will immediately issue vouchers, and those who do not have vouchers in the second year will continue to collect taxes according to the original tax standards, and only those with vouchers can reduce some taxes.

The emperor speaks or something, the people don't care, but the tax cut must be participated.

Many people who are far away rush to the county seat two or three days in advance.

Not only Wang Han County, but also all areas covered by the Ming Dynasty, all county towns require all heads of families to go to the county seat and listen to the emperor's announcement.

This is a mandatory requirement under the imperial court, and it is linked to next year's assessment, if anyone dares to be careless and has a black gauze hat on his head, it will not be long before he wears it.

"Blah

A burst of electricity sounded in the speaker, Wang Han's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran to the radio station and stretched out his hand to adjust the signal.

"Hey, don't touch my stuff, I'll beat you to death if you break it."

Lao Xu, who was still on the ladder, saw that this guy touched his baby bump again, so he slid down directly from it in anger and pulled Wang Han away.

Wang Han pursed his lips speechlessly, and said unhappily: "What are your things, this is from the county, this is from the imperial court, besides, Lao Tzu is also good at part-time communication, I will be no less than you." ”

Lao Xu, who was adjusting the radio station, glared at him, ", this is related to whether I can be promoted, if I break it, I will not only be punished, but my political performance will also be reduced by one percent, and you will accompany me when the time comes." ”

Wang Han smiled awkwardly when he heard this, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the passionate music in the overhead speaker.

"Wow, it's ringing, it's ringing."

The people who were sitting in the open space outside the city, dozing off boredly, or chatting with the people around them, were startled by the sound and looked down at the city wall.

"Be quiet and quiet, keep quiet, the emperor will speak later, you applaud when I applaud, you shout what I shout, you follow what I shout, if anyone dares to shout nonsense, they won't be issued a voucher don't hear!"

The huge noise almost overwhelmed the sound of the horn, and Wang Han hurriedly picked up the microphone and explained.

Sure enough, there was silence below.

This is not because Wang Han has much prestige, but because the people don't want to lose the tax exemption certificate.

This is a lifelong thing, if you lose this opportunity at home because of a little problem with yourself, then you don't regret dying, and your daughter-in-law and children don't blame yourself.

Soon the city was quiet, and Lao Xu, who had finished the adjustment, nodded, waved everyone aside and began to wait.

In order to let the people of the whole country hear his voice, Zhu Zhangui ruthlessly let out a handful of blood.

Not only have each county town been equipped with small and medium-power radio stations, but also each county has been equipped with loudspeaker equipment.

As for the effect?

Just look at the loudspeakers installed on the roofs of village chiefs in the 80s, and even in the 21st century, to see the effect.

The installation of these things can allow the policies of the imperial court to be directly conveyed to the people, and it also saves the need to issue them at the level of issuance, and the officials below can misinterpret the orders above without authorization.

While this doesn't guarantee everything, as long as it can make a little difference, the money is not spent in vain.

At the same time, these equipment are not only used today, but at a fixed time every day in the future, the information department set up by the imperial court will broadcast some important policies.

By the way, there are also some songs, operas and other loyal and patriotic literary and artistic activities played.

Anyway, it is to use all kinds of methods to instill the idea of loyalty to the court and loyalty to the emperor to the common people below.

Wang Han didn't know what the court thought, but the feedback from below was obviously very effective.

The people sitting in the city looked at the loudspeaker curiously, listened to the exciting songs coming out of the loudspeaker, shook their heads and hummed along, and looked very enjoyable.

The entertainment of the ancient people was too scarce, and the horn was a novelty, and many people were very interested in it.

Time passed slowly in one track after another, and soon reached the end of the day, and the sound of the opera sung in the horn slowly decreased, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Although the people were a little unpleasant to listen to, they still remembered the words of the county honor, and they waited honestly one by one.

Soon a very nice woman's voice sounded.

"This is Peking Broadcasting, this is Beiping Broadcasting, I am the broadcaster Ziyue, from today onwards, I will broadcast for everyone every day."

"Next, please listen to the domestic dignitaries."

The voice paused, and in the midst of everyone's wide-eyed waiting, the nice voice sounded again.

"On the eighth day of the third month of the third year of Yongxing, the train from Beiping to Beiju Luzhou was officially opened, and His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince boarded the train to the north to inspect our borders."

"During this inspection, His Majesty spoke highly of the work in Beiju Luzhou, and gave high praise to the Daimyo, who braved the cold and hardships in the north and provided the potato planting base for the Daimyo."

"According to the statistics of the Ministry of Households, this year's potato harvest in my country will double that of previous years, which can be used by all the military and civilians in my country for more than two years."

"And the grain producing areas in other regions have also ushered in a bumper harvest this year......

"Hey, good guy, is there so much food, no wonder there is a tax cut, it seems that the imperial court is not short of money."

Hearing that the potatoes harvested this year can be eaten by the whole country for two years, and that several grain production bases have also ushered in a rare bumper harvest, there was a commotion outside the city.

"Boom, boom..."

A gong sounded, and Wang Han, who was holding the gong, stared and pointed down.

The officials who were paraded through the crowd also shouted in low voices.

"Shut up and listen carefully, have you forgotten the explanation of the county lord? I don't want a tax-exempt certificate, right. ”

The people who were reprimanded immediately shut up when they heard this, and honestly looked down at the city wall.

In the following time, that beautiful voice continued to report the news one by one.

From the production of grain in a certain part of the country, a disaster in a certain place, a corrupt official has been found in a certain place, and almost all kinds of news have been published.

Time slowly reached the end of the hour, and after nearly an hour of voice, I finally made a final concluding remarks.

"Folks and elders all over the country, today's news is here to say goodbye to you at one hour, thank you for listening, and then please enjoy the opera and serve the country loyally, and then at noon, His Majesty the Emperor will deliver an important speech, and we will see you at the same time tomorrow."

With that, the horn fell silent, and then it sounded again after a few breaths.

The opera that tickled the hearts of the people just now sounded again.

"Whew!"

In a room in the Forbidden City of Beiping, a beautiful girl took off her headset and exhaled heavily.

"Thank you!"

A glass of water was handed over, and Ziyue looked up at the people who appeared in her dreams every day, her eyes full of fire and excitement.

"Emperor Xie!"

Ziyue was obsessed for a moment at first, and then saw that the other party was still holding the water glass, so she quickly stood up in a panic and took the water glass.

When the fingers of the two touched, Ziyue's pink face suddenly turned red.

Looking at the shy girl in front of him, Zhu Zhangui shook his head.

"Go and rest, I'll leave it to you in the future, and you can come to me at any time if you have any questions."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ziyue, who was still shy, responded like a mosquito, retreated to the side with a water glass, and looked at the back sitting in her position just now, holding the manuscript and watching it carefully.

The appearance of Zhu Zhangui back then was completely imprinted in her young heart.

Although her sister was not rescued in the end, she was still very grateful to the other party.

Because it is the person in front of them, the sisters of the Jiaofang Division have been freed from suffering, and the people in front of them have given them a new life.

Even their family members have been commuted or released because of their efforts to perform loyal and patriotic programs everywhere.

Ziyue wanted to approach him many times to thank him, but the identities of the two were like mud.

The other party is the prince of heaven, and she is just a guilty little girl.

Over the years, she has occasionally seen each other, but she has not had any opportunity to express her feelings.

Originally, she thought that in this life, she would look at each other silently like this until the day she died of old age.

But she didn't expect that the other party suddenly summoned her and said that she would change her job.

Although what the other party said was foggy, she didn't understand it, but as long as it was a job arranged by the other party, let alone being an announcer, she was willing to let her die.

"Your name is Ziyue, isn't it?"

Just as Ziyue was looking at the back infatuatedly, a gentle voice sounded beside her.

Ziyue was startled, and hurriedly looked at the queen mother looking at her with a smile, her face turned white in an instant, and she hurriedly bowed to her.

"Slave Ziyue meets the queen mother!"

"Hurry up, don't disturb the emperor."

Seeing the conversation between the two, which seemed to disturb Zhu Zhangui reading the manuscript, Zhao Linger hurriedly picked up Ziyue and walked to the room next to her.

No one knows what the two women talked about, but when Ziyue came out, her face was as red as an apple, and her eyes were full of happiness.

Obviously, it was the queen who played the role of a wife and gave her what she dreamed of.

Time passed slowly, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

The reason why Zhu Zhangui chose this time was not because he deliberately wanted to embarrass the people, but because his speech was not only for the people, but also for the troops prepared in other places.

But because of the time difference, if he had chosen the time earlier, it would still be dark in the place where some troops were stationed.

Now that the war is imminent, Zhu Zhangui must let the soldiers rest well, and it is impossible to call the soldiers up in the middle of the night to listen to him.

When people are suddenly called up, they are angry, and soldiers take obedience to orders as their duty, and soldiers will not say anything when they are hindered by orders, but they will have some complaints in their hearts.

So in order not to affect the mood and morale of the soldiers, Zhu Zhangui could only let the people wait.

For this reason, he also asked Xia Yuanji to send a notice to the county government and prepare lunch for the people who came to listen to his speech.

He couldn't let the common people go hungry and listen to him, the emperor.

In fact, Zhu Zhangui was too worried, the people had the habit of preparing dry food when they traveled, and those in the nearby places knew that they would stay until after noon, so they also prepared food in advance.

In addition, the opera is really good, and many people have sunk into it when they listen to it, not to mention making them hungry for a long time, as long as they continue to listen to the opera, it will be no problem to stay for a day and a night.

There is no way, the entertainment of the people is really too little and too little.

When the time reached noon, the lively opera suddenly ended, and a burst of solemn music came out of the loudspeaker.

"All stand up, His Majesty the Emperor!"

Wang Han, who was waiting for this moment on the city tower, immediately picked up the teleportation cylinder and announced it loudly.

The people, who were curious about how the opera ended suddenly, subconsciously knelt on the ground when they heard that the emperor was coming.

Wang Han couldn't laugh or cry about this, but he had no choice but to kneel down in the direction facing the capital.

Far away on the frontier, the troops of all sides who had already gotten up and waited, and at the moment when the voice sounded, the soldiers who were sitting on the ground and waiting immediately stood up and raised their hands to the east in salute.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

As the solemn drum music fell, the Ming Dynasty was on the frontier for thousands of miles, and the sound of three shouts of long live sounded at the same time.

(End of chapter)