I, Jiajing, successfully cultivated immortality

Chapter 414 Want to find death?

After Yan Shifan read the contents of the letter, there was a 'buzz' in his mind, and it went blank.

After regaining consciousness, Yan Shifan didn't 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 desk, looking at the books in his hands with special concentration, coughing a few times from time to time, and frowned unobtrusively when he heard the movement from outside the door, and immediately put the books in his hands aside, opened the mouth.

"come in!"

After getting Yan Song's permission, Yan Shifan boldly entered Yan Song's room.

The furnishings in the room are the same as usual, without much change.

Yan Shifan just took a hasty glance, then withdrew his gaze, and immediately stood there respectfully, not daring to make any moves.

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

"Tell me, what happened again?"

Seeing this situation, Yan Shifan quickly took out the letter that Zheng Michang sent to him from his sleeve, and handed it to Yan Song respectfully.

"Father, not long ago, Zheng Michang, the chief minister of Zhejiang Province, the child's subordinate, sent a letter, saying that in Zhejiang, the food owned by those mulberry farmers' homes disappeared!"

"The relief food prepared before cannot support the consumption of mulberry farmers. If there is not enough food as a guarantee, the conversion of rice to mulberry will fall short and cannot continue."

"Besides, my boy suspects that this matter has something to do with Xu Jie, I..."

Before Yan Shifan finished speaking, Yan Song coldly interrupted him: "Nonsense, who else but him!"

After Yan Song reprimanded Yan Shifan, he put on his reading glasses again. 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 disturb him, so he had to wait quietly.

I don't know how much time has passed. When Yan Song came back to his senses, Yan Shifan saw this, stepped forward quickly, and asked.

"Father, is there any solution?"

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

"Now, there is no way to count on the household department. As the secretary of the household department, Xu Jie has a lot of ways to prevent the food from reaching Zhejiang smoothly. If there is a delay on the road, 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 the tea in the cup.

Yan Song put the teacup in his hand back to its original position, then turned his gaze to Yan Shifan, and suddenly increased his tone.

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

"It seems that this Xu Jie is playing a trick to draw his salary from the bottom!"

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

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

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

"This damned Xu Jie, at this moment..."

Immediately afterwards, when Yan Shifan was talking about this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to Yan Song and said, "Father, tell me, if we go to meet His Majesty now, we will change Xu Jie's deliberate destruction of rice into mulberry. What will happen if you tell His Majesty the truth about this behavior?"

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

Unexpectedly, after Yan Shifan's words, Yan Song's face suddenly became gloomy, and he looked like he hated iron and steel, and reprimanded him: "You idiot, before you speak, can you use your brain!"

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

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

After a while, Yan Song's tone became smoother, his cough stopped, and he turned his gaze to Yan Shifan and continued.

"Since Xu Jie dared to do this, he must have made a complete plan in advance. You rashly went to His Majesty without conclusive evidence. What do you want to do? Do you want to seek death?"

After listening to Yan Song's explanation, Yan Shifan also quickly understood. 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 like this, and the success of changing rice to mulberry will fall short!"

After hearing this, Yan Song ordered in a deep voice after thinking for a moment.

"Go and check right away to see if there is any surplus food in the neighboring provinces of Zhejiang!"

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

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

"Yes, father, the child will do it now!"

After Yan Shifan left, Yan Song sat back on the chair again, rubbing his temples with his hands, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

……

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

At this moment, I saw Lu Fang hurriedly walking on the road in the Forbidden City, even if the eunuchs and court ladies saluted him, he would not have any flaws to pay attention to it. In his sleeve, there were two sample newspapers that had just been printed.

As Lu Fang got closer to the Hall of Mental Cultivation where Jiajing was located, her heart gradually became disturbed.

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, and thus betray Jiajing's trust. On the other hand, Lu Fang wanted Jiajing to see the results of her hard work in recent days without sleep.

Thinking of this, Lu Fang carefully checked the two newspaper samples in her sleeves, and after confirming that they were correct, she stepped on the steps in front of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

At this moment, the Hall of Mental Cultivation is still brightly lit.

Jiajing was sitting in front of the book case, concentrating on the secret book of formation 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, what do you want from me?"

"Your Majesty, here are the two sample magazines printed by the Information Administration. Please take a look. Is there anything wrong with these two sample magazines?"

After Lu Fang finished speaking, without the slightest hesitation, she immediately took out two samples of the newspaper from her 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 immediately, and began to browse the contents carefully.

When Jiajing opened the Daming Daily in front of him, a scent of ink rushed to his face.

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

Therefore, the style of the printed Da Ming Daily is not much different from the newspapers of later generations. If there is a difference, at best, it is only the quality and speed of printing.

Jiajing looked at the Daming Daily in front of him, and suddenly felt as if he had passed away.

At this moment, Lu Fang was secretly observing the expression on Jiajing's face. Seeing this, she couldn't help feeling a little panic in her heart, and said to herself, "Your Majesty is not satisfied with the printed newspaper, is it?"

Thinking of this, Lu Fang felt more and more uneasy. At this moment, Jiajing came back to his senses and began to carefully browse the above content.

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

Of course, in order for the newspaper to become popular, there will inevitably be some exaggeration in the specific description.

(End of this chapter)