After Yan Shifan finished reading the contents of the letter, his mind suddenly 'buzzed' and became blank.

After coming back to his senses, Yan Shifan did not hesitate at all, and immediately took the letter and knocked on Yan Song's door.

At this moment, Yan Song was sitting in front of the bookcase, looking at the books in his hand very intently, coughing a few times from time to time, hearing the movement from outside the door, he frowned slightly, put the books in his hand aside, and spoke.

"Come in!"

After getting Yan Song's permission, Yan Shifan had the courage to enter Yan Song's room.

The furnishings in the room were as usual, not much has changed.

Yan Shifan just glanced at it hurriedly, then withdrew his gaze, and immediately stood in place respectfully, not daring to make any movements.

Seeing this, Yan Song sighed helplessly, took off the reading glasses he was wearing, and asked.

"Tell me, what's going on again?"

Seeing this, Yan Shifan hurriedly took out the letter sent to him by Zheng Michang from his sleeve and handed it over to Yan Song with respect.

"Father, not long ago, the child's subordinate Zheng Michang, the political envoy of Zhejiang, sent a letter to say that in Zhejiang, the grain owned by those mulberry farmers was gone!"

"The relief grain that was prepared before cannot support the consumption of mulberry farmers, and if there is not enough food as a guarantee, the conversion of rice to mulberry will be in vain, and it will not be able to continue."

"In addition, the child suspects that this matter is related to Xu Jie, I ......"

Before Yan Shifan's words were finished, he was coldly interrupted by Yan Song: "Nonsense, who else can there be besides him!" ”

After Yan Song reprimanded Yan Shifan, he put on his reading glasses again, and after reading the contents of the letter from beginning to end, he put it aside and fell into deep thought.

Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan didn't dare to say anything to disturb, so he had to wait quietly.

I don't know how long time has passed, but when Yan Song came back to his senses, Yan Shifan saw this, hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Father, what is the solution?"

Yan Song saw the look of hope in Yan Shifan's eyes, shook his head imperceptibly, and immediately spoke.

"Now, the household department is definitely not counting on it, he Xu Jie, as the secretary of the household department, has a way to make the grain unable to arrive in Zhejiang smoothly, if it is delayed on the road for a while, others will not be able to say anything."

When Yan Song said this, he paused for a moment, picked up the teacup on the side, and drank all the tea in the cup.

Yan Song put the teacup in his hand back in place, and then turned his gaze to Yan Shifan, suddenly aggravating his tone.

"By then, when the grain from the household department arrives in Zhejiang, it will be too late!"

"It seems that this Xu Jie, he has played a trick to draw salary!"

After listening to Yan Song's analysis, Yan Shifan was also angry, gritted his teeth and hated, and his face was full of unwillingness.

"In a month or two at most, the mulberry seedlings that were planted before will be able to mature and grow mulberry leaves!"

"At that time, we will be able to produce a steady stream of raw silk, which will not only meet the needs of the Weaving Bureau, but also the imperial court, us, and even the people of Zhejiang, will be able to profit from it!"

"This damn Xu Jie, I want to ...... at this time"

Immediately afterwards, when Yan Shifan said this, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he turned to Yan Song and said, "Father, you said, what if we go to meet Your Majesty now and tell Your Majesty the truth about Xu Jie's deliberate destruction of the change of rice to mulberry?" ”

Yan Shifan originally thought that his proposal would be approved by Yan Song.

Who knew that after Yan Song heard Yan Shifan's words, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked like he hated iron but not steel, and reprimanded: "You idiot, every time you speak, can you use your brain!" ”

When Yan Song said this, perhaps because he was too excited, his whole person began to cough violently.

Seeing this, Yan Shifan immediately panicked, and hurriedly stepped forward and patted Yan Song's back.

After a while, Yan Song's breath smoothed out, and the cough stopped, only to see him turn his gaze to Yan Shifan and continue.

"Since he Xu Jie dares to do this, he must have made a thorough plan in advance, and you rashly went to find Your Majesty without conclusive evidence, what do you want to do, do you want to find death?"

After listening to Yan Song's explanation, Yan Shifan also quickly understood, and immediately, he saw a look of shame on his face, picked up the teapot on the side, poured another cup of hot tea for Yan Song, and then asked.

"Father, what should we do next?"

"It's impossible for us to just watch and change rice to mulberry and fall short!"

When Yan Song heard this, after thinking for a while, he commanded in a deep voice.

"You go check it out right away and see if there is any surplus food available for mobilization in several neighboring provinces in Zhejiang!"

"Come and see me as soon as you find out the results!"

When Yan Shifan heard this, he immediately replied in a deep voice.

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

After Yan Shifan left, I saw Yan Song sit back on the chair again, rubbing his temples with his hands, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly.

……

As night fell, the Forbidden City was lit up with an orange shimmer.

At this moment, I saw Lu Fang walking on the road in the Forbidden City in a hurry, even if those eunuchs and palace maids saluted him, he paid no attention to it, and in his sleeve, there were two newspaper samples that had just been printed.

As Lu Fang got closer and closer to the Heart Cultivation Hall where Jiajing was, his heart gradually became apprehensive.

At this moment, Lu Fang is both nervous and looking forward to the upcoming meeting.

On the one hand, Lu Fang was afraid that the printed newspaper would not meet Jiajing's wishes, so he would live up to Jiajing's trust, and on the other hand, Lu Fang wanted Jiajing to see the results of his sleepless efforts in recent days.

Thinking of this, Lu Fang carefully checked it again, and after confirming that the two newspaper samples in his sleeve were correct, he stepped on the stairs in front of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

At this moment, the hall of heart cultivation is still brightly lit.

Jiajing was sitting in front of the bookcase, looking intently at the formation cheatbook in his hand, seeing Lu Fang coming in, Jiajing closed the book in his hand unhurriedly, turned his gaze to Lu Fang, and asked.

"Lu Fang, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Your Majesty, here are the two sample issues printed by the Information Agency, please take a look, are there any inaccuracies with these two sample periodicals?"

Lu Fang's voice fell, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately took out the samples of the two newspapers from his sleeve and came to Jiajing's side.

"Oh, it's done so quickly, show it to me!"

After listening to Lu Fang's report, Jiajing took the newspaper from Lu Fang's hand, opened it quickly, and began to carefully read the contents on it.

When Jiajing opened the Daming Daily in front of him, a smell of ink suddenly came to his face.

Because before this, Jiajing had already informed Lu Fang of the style of the newspapers of later generations.

Therefore, the Daming Daily, which has been printed in front of us, is not much different from the newspapers of later generations in terms of style, and if we insist on finding differences from them, it is only a difference in the quality and speed of printing at best.

Jiajing looked at the Daming Daily in front of him, and for a while he actually had a feeling of being in a different world.

At this moment, Lu Fang was secretly observing the expression on Jiajing's face, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but flash a trace of panic in his heart, and said to himself: "Your Majesty shouldn't be dissatisfied with the printed newspaper, right?" ”

Thinking of this, Lu Fang's heart became more and more uneasy, and at this moment, Jiajing came back to his senses and began to carefully browse the content on it.

The content of the newspaper is mainly about the whole process of the capture of the Tatar Khan by the Ming army led by Yang Xuan, the governor of Jiliao, in addition, interspersed with the memories of some of the parties involved.

Of course, in order for the newspaper to become a bestseller, there will inevitably be some exaggerations in the specific description.

(End of chapter)