After listening to Jiajing's explanation, Lu Fang's whole person seemed to have enlightenment, and his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said excitedly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for solving the doubts of the slave and maid, the slave and maid already know what to do!"

When Jiajing heard this, a little relief appeared on his face, and he immediately commanded.

"When the time comes, you go to the city to find a few artists with good skills, and after they pass the assessment, let them officially draw!"

Hearing this, Lu Fang frowned slightly, and hurriedly asked respectfully.

"Dare to ask Your Majesty, what is the standard of assessment?"

Jiajing obviously didn't expect Lu Fang to ask this question, and after being stunned for a moment, he gave the answer.

"The criterion is that you can draw a picture that makes people laugh!"

"Laughable pictures?"

After listening to the assessment standards proposed by Jiajing, Lu Fang couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Seeing this, Jiajing couldn't help but sigh, and immediately spoke.

"I really can't, for the sake of the newspaper's sales, I can reluctantly sacrifice myself!"

"When the time comes, the first article of Daming Daily can also use me as a gimmick, for example, write a little bit of my hobbies in the article, or what I like to eat, anyway, as long as it is related to me, you can write it!"

"In addition, you can also set aside a special space in the newspaper, and those merchants in the capital who are willing to pay will write their names, and at the same time promote them, the right to recover the cost."

When Lu Fang heard this, his face turned pale with fright, and he immediately knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"Your Majesty, no, you are the father of my Ming Dynasty, two capitals and thirteen provinces, hundreds of millions of people!"

Jiajing took in the expression on Lu Fang's face, and immediately spoke.

"If the sales of the part of the newspaper for the common people really can't work, this is the only way to do it."

When Lu Fang heard this, he immediately clenched his fists, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he said in a deep voice.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the slave will not let this happen!"

……

On the cabinet side, after Yan Song and the others left the Heart Cultivation Palace, they immediately announced that the Guozijian was about to add new disciplines and that the imperial court was about to issue a newspaper.

As expected, the fact that the imperial court was going to add new disciplines to the country did not make any waves, but the news that the imperial court was about to issue a newspaper spread widely in the court, and aroused a very heated discussion among civil and military officials.

At this moment, several officials have gathered in front of the bulletin board that the cabinet usually uses to post notices, and they are chattering and discussing.

"Eh, you see, the cabinet has posted a new announcement, and the imperial court seems to be going to issue a newspaper?"

"What is a newspaper, how come I've never heard of it?"

"Do you know what a newspaper is?"

"I don't know, you know what?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the same thing as Di Bao?"

Just when these officials were still arguing about what the newspaper was, Zhao Zhenji happened to pass by, and when he saw this situation, he couldn't help but be interested, stepped forward, stopped and watched for a long time, and then said unhurriedly.

"According to this official, the newspaper that the imperial court is about to issue should be similar to the Di Bao!"

Hearing this, those arguing officials turned their heads suddenly, and when they saw Zhao Zhenji in front of them, a look of flattery suddenly appeared on their faces, and they said respectfully: "I've seen Lord Zhao!" ”

"Hmm."

When Zhao Zhenji heard this, he nodded imperceptibly, did not stop, and left the scene directly.

After Zhao Zhenji left, one of the unknown officials looked at the back of Zhao Zhenji leaving and asked his colleagues on the side.

"Who is this Lord Zhao, why have I never seen him?"

When the colleagues on the side heard this, a look of panic appeared on their faces, and after checking the surroundings to make sure that no one was paying attention, they breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained.

"Shhh, be quiet, you've just joined the company, and it's normal that you don't know Lord Zhao."

"You just need to know that he is supervising the imperial history, anyway, if you see him, you can basically go to see Lord Yama!"

……

Beijing, Yanfu.

After leaving duty, Yan Shifan returned to his room non-stop, he wanted to continue the work that had not been done before, and improve the drawings of the steam engine according to his own wishes.

Just as Yan Shifan was still racking his brains to think about where there were any flaws, a knock from outside the door interrupted his train of thought.

I saw Yan Shifan frowning imperceptibly, his expression was cold, and he spoke for a while.

"Come in!"

The words fell, and I saw the butler carefully revealing his figure and said softly.

"Xiao Ge Lao, Yan Ge Lao asked you to go over, saying that there is something to discuss with you!"

When Yan Shifan heard this, the disturbed resentment in his heart also dissipated a lot, and he only answered after putting away the steam engine drawings copied by the officials.

"Well, I see, I'll go over here!"

Seeing that his task had been completed, the housekeeper couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately turned to leave.

After a while, I saw Yan Shifan come to the study and knock on the door gently.

"Come in!"

A rather dull voice came from the study, Yan Shifan heard this, and no longer hesitated, and immediately pushed the door in.

In the study, Yan Song was sitting in front of the bookcase at the moment, holding a book in his hand, looking at it with relish, and when he saw Yan Shifan coming in, he reluctantly took his eyes off the book, and immediately commanded.

"Open the door!"

"Yes, Father!"

After Yan Shifan responded, he immediately came to Yan Song and asked respectfully.

"Father, what are you looking for me?"

When Yan Song heard this, he put the book in his hand aside, sighed, and said slowly.

"I came to you here, and there is indeed something I need you to do."

Yan Song paused for a moment when he said this, and then continued.

"When the time comes, after the official release of the newspaper on the imperial court's side, you go and tell them how much to buy!"

When Yan Shifan heard this, a puzzled expression appeared on his face: "Father, you are trying to please Your Majesty......"

Before Yan Shifan's words were finished, he was coldly interrupted by Yan Song: "You idiot, can you think about it again?" ”

Although Yan Song was not angry when he said this, he was still patient and explained to Yan Shifan.

"Think about it, why is Your Majesty so concerned about this trivial matter, and even does not hesitate to call everyone in the cabinet to discuss?"

Suddenly reprimanded by this, Yan Shifan also felt a little inexplicable, in his opinion, his father's approach was clearly showing favor to the emperor in disguise.

Yan Song saw that Yan Shifan still didn't understand what he meant, and an expression of hatred for iron and steel appeared on his face, and he immediately continued.

"Do you remember the first thing Your Majesty discussed with us earlier?"

As soon as Yan Song's words fell, Yan Shifan responded without thinking.

"The first thing Your Majesty asked us to discuss was to set up more disciplines in the Guozi Prison!"

When Yan Song heard this, the anger in his heart weakened slightly, and he immediately continued.

"This matter is just a cover to make us let our guard down, and what Your Majesty really wants to do his best to carry out is the second thing, that is, the official publication of the newspaper by the imperial court.

"For a long time, in my Daming, it has always been the voice of the gentry that has occupied the mainstream, and not only that, but the influence they have is also very strong!"

"And this situation is something Your Majesty does not want to see."

"The newspaper issued by the imperial court is fake, and it is true that Your Majesty wants to take this opportunity to expand its own influence!"

"Think about it, after the official publication of the newspaper, His Majesty will be able to use the newspaper to directly publicize the policies of the imperial court to the common people, and in this process, there is no need for the participation of any gentry officials."

"Your Majesty can also take this opportunity to expand his influence, a day or two may not see any effect, but what about a year or two, ten years, twenty years?"

After listening to Yan Song's analysis, Yan Shifan also reacted suddenly, and cold sweat broke out.

Yan Song was not surprised by Yan Shifan's reaction, and immediately looked at the ground casually and said slowly.

"Your Majesty's plan is far away, and it is by no means something that can be achieved overnight, what a courage this is!"

Immediately afterwards, Yan Shifan suppressed the panic in his heart, and immediately asked Yan Song how to deal with it.

"Father, what should we do next, is to ...... with those gentry"

Before Yan Shifan's words were finished, he was coldly interrupted by Yan Song.

"Fools, how can we succeed with those rotten people, what we need to do is to closely follow Your Majesty's steps!"

When Yan Song said this, he paused for a moment, and then immediately commanded.

"When the time comes, you go and inquire with Gonggong Lu to see what is the use of our place!"

When Yan Shifan heard this, his expression immediately turned grim and he said respectfully.

"Yes, father, the boy will do it!"

After Yan Shifan finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave the study, but Yan Song's advice came from behind.

"By the way, over there in Zhejiang, we must also pay more attention, and we can't make any mess when changing rice to mulberry!"

When Yan Shifan heard this, he was about to step out of the study, and immediately responded.

"Father, the child knows what to do."

……

Henan, Kaifeng Province.

After more than ten days of non-stop travel, Hu Zhili, the new governor of Henan, finally rushed to Kaifeng Mansion in Henan, and met Hai Rui, the minister of the Qincha, here.

Before Hu Zhili officially arrived, Hai Rui was responsible for the entire government affairs of Henan.

In the palace, Hai Rui and Hu Zhili hit it off at first sight, and the topics they talked about were also quite speculative.

For a while, Hu Zhili actually had a feeling of meeting a confidant.

Hai Rui led Hu Zhili to the study, and immediately pointed to the stack of files on the bookcase, and said softly.

"Brother Ru Li, this is what this official has sorted out in recent days, and the customs and customs of Henan must be of some help to your next governance!"

When Hu Zhili heard this, he looked at Hai Rui's line of sight, and when he saw the tall stack of files on the bookcase, he knew that Hai Rui was definitely attentive.

Immediately, I saw a grateful look on Hu Zhili's face, and bowed to Hai Rui.

"Xiaguan thank you Lord Qincha, Lord Qincha's kindness, Xiaguan is unforgettable!"

Seeing this, Hai Rui hurriedly leaned over and helped Hu Zhili up, and said with emotion.

"This official only hopes that you can be kind to the people of Henan, their life is really too hard!"

"Harsh government is fiercer than a tiger, it's okay in normal times, and you can barely survive, if you encounter some natural disasters, the people will have to end up selling their sons and daughters!"

"Do you understand all these things that the official said to you?"

When Hu Zhili heard this, he immediately looked directly into Hai Rui's eyes and made his own promise.

"Lord Qincha, don't worry, the lower officials will definitely live up to your trust and govern the people of Henan well!"

When Hai Rui heard this, he felt a little relieved and then corrected him.

"We are all working for Your Majesty, you can live up to your officials, but you will definitely not be able to live up to Your Majesty!"

When Hu Zhili heard this, he immediately put on a teachable posture and said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Lord Qincha, for your teachings!"

When Hai Rui heard this, he nodded imperceptibly, and then spoke.

"Now that you have officially arrived, then this official should also officially return to the court and report to Your Majesty!"

After Hai Rui finished speaking, he turned around and left, and Hu Zhili saw this situation, and hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully with Hai Rui's footsteps.

"Lord Qincha, do you need to go to the dock to see you off?"

When Hai Rui heard this, he paused, turned around, and spoke.

"No need, Henan has just experienced turmoil right now, and it is urgent for you, the governor of Henan, to appease people's hearts, and there are still many places to use you, there is no need to waste time on this official!"

After Hai Rui finished speaking, he left without waiting for Hu Zhili to answer.

Hu Zhili looked at the back of Hai Rui leaving, and all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

However, Hu Zhili's face not only did not have the slightest look of chagrin, but he had a strong sense of admiration for Hai Rui in his heart.

Immediately, Hu Zhili seemed to have made up his mind, and withdrew his gaze, his face full of determination.

Hu Zhili returned to the study and began to carefully read the records of various customs and customs in Henan Province left by Hai Rui from beginning to end.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Hai Rui officially left Henan and returned to the capital to report on his work, before that, he did not inform anyone, but just asked the accompanying guards, after packing their luggage, while the sky was just dawning, they headed towards the dock.

And when Hai Rui and his party came to the dock, they suddenly found that it was already full of ordinary people who came to see them off.

Seeing Hai Rui's arrival, these people knelt on the ground in unison and said in unison.

"Lord Qingtian!"

Not only Hai Rui, but even the guards who were responsible for escorting Hai Rui were also quite moved by this.

"Everyone, please get up, this official is just doing what he should do!"

After that, Hai Rui personally helped the people at the scene one by one, and after calming their emotions, he reluctantly stepped on the ship back to the capital.

The mighty fleet set off immediately, and the water shone with a different kind of light in the early morning sun.

(End of chapter)