The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 540: Entertainment tabloids ([-])

The imperial style dress arrived the night before the meeting.

Song Qingyue put it on herself first and had fun, of course, without lining.

A large area of ​​her fair chest was exposed, which made a certain stinky man's eyes go straight.

"Mother...Mother, this is tonight...but what have you done for your husband to make me happy?" Li Zhao's eyes lit up, thinking that this was a reward given to him by Yue'er.

Song Qingyue smiled coquettishly, walked around in front of Li Zhao, and said: "I'm going to ask Longxing Cloth Shop to try out the ready-made garment business. This is a new dress I designed. I asked the sewing room to prepare it and deliver it. Brother, look Does it look good?"

After saying this, Li Zhao's face immediately dropped, and he asked with an unhappy look on his face: "Are you going to dress like this in front of those shopkeepers tomorrow?!"

Song Qingyue shook her head: "You need to add a shirt underneath, that's how I dress at home."

Li Zhao felt relieved and immediately smiled again: "A woman likes her appearance, so Yue'er's body should be passed on to her husband."

Song Qingyue hummed twice and asked, "Does it look good?"

"Good-looking!" Li Zhao looked at Song Qing carefully up and down again. The high waistline made her body look extremely slender. The folded fabric made her breasts more plump. Her fair and slender neck was even more coveted. This skirt... This skirt... is so seductive!
Song Qingyue stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at herself. She was still thinking about adding some decorations to her waist, but she was picked up by the doggy man...

Afterwards, Song Qingyue was confused. Li Zhao held her shoulders, played with her soft and thin hair and said, "What kind of skirt are you planning to sell as a dress for outer wear?"

"Hmm, how are you?" Song Qingyue closed her eyes and huddled in his arms, not wanting to move.

Li Zhao suggested: "I think you can sell those clothes as bedtime clothes, specifically to noble ladies, and sell them for as high a price as you want." He suddenly leaned into Song Qingyue's ear and said: " As long as they wear it once, I'm sure they will all be grateful to you!"

Song Qingyue slightly raised her eyelids and glanced at Li Zhao, knowing what this bitch was thinking, but she was too tired to refute now.

The business of noble ladies cannot be done. Those noble ladies have servants who specialize in needlework at home. When the servants who do needlework know the styles, they will not go to the cloth shop to buy ready-made clothes next time. The business cannot be done. Long lasting.

The customer base for this kind of product must be the citizen class who have no time to do needlework but have plenty of money on hand.

When the weather gets warmer, she plans to launch mid-sleeve and short-sleeve series.

The next day, the "editors" of the entertainment tabloids arrived one after another. Because of the great success of "Morning Express", everyone was full of expectations for the new newspaper that the Crown Princess wanted to run.

When Song Qingyue walked in wearing a new dress, everyone's eyes lit up.

Especially Eunuch Xiao Qin and the shopkeeper of Longxing Buzhuang, their eyes were shining. If they didn't dare to make trouble in front of the Crown Princess, they suppressed the excitement in their hearts and sat quietly. The maids of the palace were waiting for themselves. Arranged seats.

At the beginning of the meeting, Song Qingyue was not in a hurry to talk about the dress. Instead, she took the lead in clarifying the positioning and target customer group of this newspaper: an "irregular" tabloid that provides entertainment and life information to the general public.

Song Qingyue said in front of the list of various departments she made: "It doesn't mean that we don't take care of rural areas at all. From now on, this newspaper and the "Chaowen Express" will send people to Zhaoyue Primary School in various villages for free every month. Distribute five copies, firstly as extension reading materials for the school, secondly, I also want to set up a column to report specifically on rural neighbor dispute cases." She looked at Mo Fan, the general manager of the rural Zhaoyue Primary School, "The details of the case, You should also write down how people solved the problem, or how the county government made the decision. I’ll leave it to you, Mo Fan, to collect and organize this matter. If you don’t have enough manpower, let me know.”

Mo Fan immediately asked: "How often does your Majesty send out reports? How many cases do you plan to report in each issue of the newspaper?"

Song Qingyue thought for a while and said: "We will also distribute one copy every five days, preferably one in the county and another in the village. There should be quite a lot of disputes between neighbors in rural areas. When we reported in the first few issues, It’s best to choose cases that are a bit bizarre, or so funny or absurd that they make people laugh, but they should be interesting to read.”

Mo Shan nodded and said: "I understand, please relax, I will definitely do a great job for you, but you have to give me nine more people."

Song Qingyue nodded in agreement: "Go to the courtyard to choose. If you like whoever you like, tell Aunt Bai. In addition, if there are any crops or fruit harvests in each township, ask each school to send people to deliver the news as soon as possible. The errand fees will be paid by major telegraph outlets. Payment, the prices of grains, rice, noodles, soybean oil, vegetables, pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks and other meat products in various places should be reported every ten days. Add a message delivery person position to each primary school, and run an errand in the county to give five Ten cents should be enough. However, the requirement is that you must be literate and must be a graduate of our Zhaoyue Primary School."

"Understood!" Mo Fan immediately understood that Song Qingyue wanted to create more employment and money-making opportunities for girls in the rural Zhaoyue Primary School to stimulate the enthusiasm of the villagers to send their girls to school to learn literacy. "Mom, why don't we collect manuscripts from students, villagers, and gentry through various rural primary schools? If accepted, how about we give a certain monetary reward based on the number of words?"

Song Qingyue nodded: "How to promote our newspaper and encourage everyone to actively submit articles will be left to you. In addition, the review of manuscripts will also be left to you. We will give these country boys a page to publish their works."

Mo Fan stood up and blessed Song Qingyue: "I will definitely live up to your Majesty's trust, but I still need to ask for a few more people from your Majesty."

Song Qingyue shook her head helplessly: "Go and talk to Aunt Bai."

Then, news from major prefectures and counties also needed to occupy at least two pages. Song Qingyue handed over the task of soliciting articles and publicity to Mo Hen, who managed Zhaoyue Primary School in the county and prefectures.

"If someone is good at writing stories, we will accept them!" Song Qingyue specifically mentioned, "Similar to "Chaowen Express", it is best to be long-form. We can publish it serially in many issues to attract readers!"

As for the work of collecting price information, it was handed over to various telegraph stations. However, this time there will be no increase in the budget for the telegraph station. They had already increased the budget for this aspect when they were asked to collect price information for "Chaowen Express" before. This is information sharing.

In addition, there were reports on major cases in the DPRK. Song Qingyue bowed her hands to Jiang Yuanchao: "Second brother-in-law, I'll leave this to you!" She smiled, "You don't have to give it to us regularly, but if there is something bizarre, , shocking and particularly gimmick cases, you must tell us!"

Jiang Yuanchao smiled and waved his hand: "Third sister, you're welcome."

"As for the content of the first issue, I have actually already thought about it." Song Qingyue suddenly suppressed her smile and said to Jiang Yuanchao.

"Mother, please speak."

"I want to report on the human trafficking gangs in Tianjin and Beijing, and write about the tragic lives of those prostitutes." At this time, she turned back to the three little maids who were going to be the first batch of "reporters" for the tabloid and said: "This You should follow the adults to Dali Temple to understand the situation. If possible, go to Tianjin again. It is best to have a good chat with those prostitutes in person, just like what we, Mr. Xing, wrote to the villagers who reported on the evil monks in the past. The complaint should be the same, it should be tragic enough and touching enough."

"Don't worry, Madam. If we don't understand, we can ask Mr. Xing for help." The three "reporters" girls were very motivated.

"But the first priority is to be truthful!" Song Qingyue reminded with a smile, and then she looked at Niu Hesheng, who had a team of more than ten voluntary lawyers, and said: "Mr. Niu, is it possible for you to give me a manuscript every five days? "

"Five days..." Niu Hesheng hesitated for a moment: "I can guarantee one article in ten days!"

Song Qingyue said: "It doesn't matter, one article can be completed in ten days. Focus first on those cases that were originally thought to be lost, but were reversed because of your participation. In addition, I want to set up a litigation firm for this purpose."

"Litigation firm?" Niu Hesheng repeated, chewing on this new term.

"That's right, a company that specializes in helping people with lawsuits."

Niu Hesheng was startled: "Is your Majesty going to charge the people?" He immediately waved his hands anxiously: "This can't be done, your Majesty! It's hard for the people to survive, and when many things happen to them, it's always better to do less than to do more. It's unlucky. It’s not easy to admit defeat, spend money to eliminate the disaster, and persuade them to go to the Yamen to file a lawsuit! And then you have to collect money..."

Song Qingyue thought for a while and said: "Let's see, if it's a dispute between merchants, you just have to settle it. If it's the kind that requires your persuasion before you dare to file a lawsuit, then there will be no charge. Just look at it, once you guys If your deeds are published in newspapers, more and more people will come to you. How our litigation firm will develop and grow will be up to you, Mr. Niu, to worry about!"

"So that's it!" Niu Hesheng patted his head and bowed to Song Qingyue: "Your Majesty thinks long term, I respect you!"

After finishing these instructions one by one, she finally looked at Qin Jifu, who was almost blushing, and the shopkeeper of Longxing Buzhuang.

"Okay, let's talk about clothes, jewelry, rouge and gouache."

Qin Jifu immediately stood up and said, "Empress Rong Bing! That's what I thought." But it was finally his turn!When he saw Song Qingyue's brand-new dress, Qin Jifu was inspired and had a lot of ideas that he could finally publish!

(End of this chapter)