Daming: I asked you to supervise the country, Daming is all crazy?

Chapter 45: 300 key immortals in the sky, you have to lower your eyebrows even when you see me! ! !
After talking about some general things, Zhu Zhanji urged again:

"The other thing is the remuneration of the furnace households. After all, the furnace households have to live. In the future, all the furnace households will gather together to make salt. Correspondingly, the previous purchase method will be changed into a wage payment, and he will be paid according to the working hours. In this regard It must be ensured that these remunerations can be fully distributed, and officials at all levels must not use any form of fraudulent deduction!"

As Zhu Zhanji said, he glanced at Xia Yuanji.

In fact, he also knows in his heart that no matter what the method is, no matter how good he speaks, when it goes on, someone will always give you a discount.

Just like paying wages to furnace owners, even if Xia Yuanji did it, the people below might not do it.

After all, the money comes out of the treasury, and when it is distributed to the furnace households, the ghost knows how many hands it will go through.

It is estimated that it will be difficult for those who have been exploited layer by layer and fall into the hands of the furnace owner.

This is a limitation of the system of this era.

"It seems that we have to get the bank out as soon as possible!"

Zhu Zhanji thought to himself, then looked at Xia Yuanji and continued: "You can deal with the specific remuneration of the furnace households yourself, but one thing must be ensured that the remuneration received by these furnace households can support their families and not the court. When the time comes, the people who make money for us will find it difficult to support their families!"

Xia Yuanji nodded when he heard the words, and clasped his hands, it should be: "The minister leads the decree!"

Seeing that Xia Yuanji agreed, Zhu Zhanji didn't say anything more.

What he can do now is, after all, limited.

Many things cannot be accomplished overnight.

But for now, he's off to a good start.

As long as there are no mistakes in the future, one day, the power accumulated step by step will completely overthrow some decayed and old things.

It was almost enough to say what should be said, so Xia Yuanji took advantage of the situation and offered to leave.

"Well, son, what can I do?"

Seeing that Zhu Zhanji and Xia Yuanji had finished their detailed discussions, Xia Yuanji left with the booklet that recorded Zhu Zhanji's words.

Zhu Gaochi felt a little emotional in his heart. His son had only been involved in political affairs for a few days, but after these few days, even Xia Yuanji, a big money bag of the Ming Dynasty who dared to sing against the emperor, lowered his posture in front of his son and bowed his head to obey his orders. .

For a moment, Zhu Gaochi felt both proud and lost.

He is proud that he has such a good son, but he is disappointed because he seems to be useless in front of his son now as a prince.

This made him feel suddenly empty in his heart.

"You..."

Zhu Zhanji was stunned when he heard Zhu Gaochi speak.

In fact, he really didn't intend to find anything for his stupid father.

After all, with his stupid father's body, he was quite worried to be honest.

He was already very obese, and then Zhu Di was an uneasy emperor, only thinking about spending money and fighting wars.

All kinds of government affairs pressure from the country fell on my stupid father at once.

Over the years, it can be said that painstaking effort is not an exaggeration.

But Zhu Di, an old man, is still very bad, and from time to time he brings up Zhu Gaochi, a stupid son, to scare him.

Obese people are prone to various physical problems, and they are physically and mentally exhausted in state affairs, so Lao Zhu will be frightened.

To be honest, it is already a miracle that my stupid father is still alive after all these years.

So after Zhu Zhanji became the grandson of Jian Guo, he originally planned to let Zhu Gaochi take this opportunity to take a good rest.

At the very least, make up for the vitality lost over the years, right?
But after Zhu Gaochi spoke, he was a little embarrassed.

After all, on the one hand, he said that he was the grandson and his father was the prince, so it was somewhat unreasonable for the grandson to prevent the prince from participating in the court affairs.

In another era, this is no different from the prince grabbing the emperor's power.

But on the other hand, Zhu Zhanji really didn't want him to worry about his stupid father's body being there after all.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji's appearance, Zhu Gaochi knew that his words made Zhu Zhanji feel a little difficult.

He still felt sorry for his son, so a smile appeared on his face the next moment, and then he stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Zhanji's shoulder lightly, and said with a smile:

"Forget it, forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't have anything for me to do here. It just so happens that your mother has supervised me recently and asked me to practice Tai Chi sword, so I can continue to be lazy for a few more days."

Zhu Zhanji looked at his stupid father's comforting look, and was a little speechless. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Actually, there is one thing that is quite suitable for you, father?"

"Oh? Is there really something for me to do?"

Hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Zhu Gaochi's small eyes lit up, but then he shook his head and said: "If it's difficult, it goes without saying, dad is practicing Tai Chi sword these days is pretty good!"

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Zhu Gaochi, and said directly: "Father, do you know the Di Bao that appeared in the Western Han Dynasty?"

"Of course you know that!"

Zhu Gaochi nodded when he heard the words, and said: "The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system and established prefectures and counties. The mansion is the office established by each county in the capital, and the mansion newspaper is a way to copy the imperial government's decrees to the princes of each county."

Zhu Zhanji gave his father a thumbs up, not to mention that his father is absolutely right to be the prince in terms of knowledge.

"Get some fancy things every day!"

Zhu Gaochi slapped Zhu Zhanji's thumb and urged:

"Hurry up and talk to Dad, is it possible that this matter has something to do with the Di Bao?"

Zhu Zhanji smiled and put away his hands, and said: "It must be related. The Western Han Dynasty's mansion newspaper was for the princes to read, just to let the princes understand the imperial court's policies. For the common people, it is actually nothing usefulness."

"So, Dad, how about we run a Dibao for everyone in Daming? We don't need the name Dibao anymore!"

"How about calling our residence newspaper Daming Royal Daily?"

"Well, for short, Ming Pao!"

"A mansion newspaper specially prepared for the people of Ming Dynasty, let them know some policies of our imperial court, promote the benefits of these policies, and punish corrupt officials, and even publish some positive articles and poems!"

"As for you, dad, you are the first editor-in-chief of the Daming Royal Daily, and you are responsible for reviewing the contents of this newspaper!"

The more Zhu Zhanji said, the brighter his eyes,
In fact, the matter of newspapers had already taken shape in the late Ming Dynasty.

Even at the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were people who specialized in delivering newspapers as a profession, and some scholar-bureaucrats even recorded in their diaries that they often read "Dibao"

Except that the content of this mansion newspaper is a little simpler than the newspapers of later generations, but its functions are basically the same, and they are all printed uniformly.

If I really let my stupid father get this newspaper out, the benefits in it are actually self-evident!
At least from now on, he will have one more voice path.

"Da Ming Royal Daily?"

Zhu Gaochi read the name once, then hesitated and said:
"Son, can you do what you said?"

"Prepare a mansion newspaper for the common people. Although it is excellent to report on the imperial court's policies, not many of the common people are literate!"

"Don't we run some kind of daily newspaper, but the common people won't understand it. If that happens, it will be a bad thing!"

Zhu Zhanji didn't care much when he heard the words, shook his head and smiled a little smugly: "Father, this is why you don't understand. We Chinese people have been good at everything since ancient times, but well, there is one thing you may not understand. Let’s just talk about the mansion newspaper. I dare to bet you that as long as one out of a hundred people can read and read the content of a newspaper, within two days, the content of this newspaper will spread to everyone. !"

Zhu Gaochi blinked his small eyes, not understanding the meaning of Zhu Zhanji's words.

What does it mean that if one person in a hundred knows the contents of a newspaper, the contents of the newspaper will spread to everyone?

Zhu Zhanji didn't explain the reason to his stupid father.

The main reason is that he can't explain it. It can't be said that the farming nation is a nation that can't be idle, right?

When you are free, you like to discuss gossip about your neighbors, right?
When the discussion comes, I like to talk about the world and talk about the world, and then discuss national affairs and scold Fang Qiu.

Zhu Gaochi was still a little hesitant, so Zhu Zhanji continued: "Besides, we run this newspaper not to make money, but to promote the policies of the imperial court. Even if the people can't understand it, it's great to let some scholars understand the government. Is it right? When they become officials in the imperial examination, they won’t be ignorant of the government’s questions?”

"If that's the case, it's great!"

Hearing this, Zhu Gaochi nodded immediately, and his heart moved. After all, this prince is still very concerned about the scholars in the world.

He was also in charge of the previous imperial examinations in the imperial court, and he also knew that what Zhu Zhanji said was very reasonable.

Although the imperial examination has selected many talents for the imperial court, many people often need a long process to learn various government affairs before they become useful people.

Otherwise, most people can't do things at all!
A large part of the reason for this is that these people do not understand the government.

Therefore, after hearing Zhu Zhanji's words, Zhu Gaochi felt that it would be good if this newspaper could let readers know about the government in advance.

That is to say, Zhu Zhanji didn't know what his stupid father was thinking. If he knew what his stupid father was thinking, he would probably have to laugh out loud in his heart.

To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of most of the scholars in Daming, except for a few people.

Because nine times out of ten, in the future, most of these scholars who have read the Four Books, Five Classics, and stereotyped essays all their lives will become a stumbling block on his way to change Daming.

My stupid father wants to use newspapers to let these scholars understand the government, Zhu Zhanji thinks that his stupid father is simply thinking too much.

In Zhu Zhanji's view, if such a big propaganda tool is not used to brainwash these scholars, it will be a waste!
Why do those scholar-official families have such great prestige in the ruling and opposition parties, and can influence a large number of scholars with their words and deeds?
Isn't it because you have the mouthpiece?
The news that scholars get is the news that these people want scholars to get!

Whatever they say, scholars will believe.

With the support of most scholars, they have become the popular opinion of the people.

Any policy that is not good for them is harming the people, and anything that competes with them is competing with the people!

Needless to say, before the emergence of paper, the literati relied on books for their survival, but after the emergence of paper, they relied on public opinion.

Zhu Zhanji felt that instead of letting them use public opinion to disgust him, he might as well make arrangements in advance.

Borrow the power of the newspaper to snatch this mouthpiece back from the hands of these scholar-bureaucrats.

At that time, if anyone dares to beep with him, he will definitely let these people see what it means to be "three million immortals in the sky, and you have to lower your eyebrows when you see me!"

Of course, at the same time, this is also to find something for my silly father to do.

When the time comes, let my silly father, when he is free, have a cup of tea and read the manuscript.

How unpretentious this life is!

You don't have to worry about national affairs, but you can also cultivate yourself.

And with his stupid father's temperament, Zhu Zhanji felt that his stupid father might like this kind of thing!
In fact, Zhu Gaochi thought the same as Zhu Zhanji.

After confirming that there was no problem, I thought that my daily work would be to read various manuscripts handed to him by various literati.

The expression on Zhu Gaochi's face became much more cheerful, and he said with a smile: "Okay, son, you can leave this matter to me. Don't worry, I will make it beautiful for you, your father!"

Seeing Zhu Gaochi smiling, Zhu Zhanji was also very happy, so he nodded and said, "Well, let's talk about it, Dad, I will ask someone to set up a printing factory tomorrow, and you can also contact you before Those literati and inkmen who have been kind to me, or officials, so that they can collect manuscripts,"

"In addition, our daily newspaper, after thinking about it, can be divided into four sections for the time being."

"One of the sections is the front page, which mainly reports on various policies of the imperial court and major national events. The second section is the local section, which allows people to collect things in various places, and then publish reports after screening. The third section , you can report on some people’s livelihood, such as the promotion of some farming techniques, and the fourth is reserved for those literati, let them write some articles, and after passing the review, we will publish them all over the world!"

Listening to what Zhu Zhanji said, Zhu Gaochi nodded from time to time, and when Zhu Zhanji roughly finished the daily section, he praised: "Yes, we report things according to the section. In this way, different people can also read different articles. plate."

Zhu Zhanji ignored his silly father's praise and interrupted him: "By the way, dad, there is another thing!"

Zhu Gaochi was thinking about running a newspaper, and he was in a good mood. Hearing this, he nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Zhanji paused for a moment, and said with a serious face: "That's about newspapers, which can only be run by the court or the royal family. Anyone or any organization in the private sector must not run it in any form or name!"

Zhu Gaochi was slightly taken aback when he heard the words: "The private sector is not allowed?"

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