Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 90 The Aftermath
The most fundamental meaning of "Daming Weekly" is to slowly break down and rot things like industry, agriculture, and commercial science to the common people.

When these things appear in the future, people will not be so resistant, and they will feel as normal as drinking water and eating.

Zhu Biao did not let those civil servants take over the establishment, but the science and technology officials of the Academy of Science and Technology wrote it, and the painters provided illustrations, and it was published every seven days.

Civil servants like to chew on words, making traps up and down in words, the inflammatory nature of words is too scary.

As for the science and technology officers, they are all under the guidance of Zhu Biao himself, and Zhu Biao will personally review the content of everything.

There are scribes and storytellers at the gate of every yamen to explain, and some who have no money and can't read simply go to wait and listen when the newspaper is sent in the morning.

The number of science and technology officials in the Ming Dynasty was limited, and Lao Zhu transferred more than a dozen young eunuchs to cooperate with the literati of Zhan Shifu to deal with the content.

Zhu Biao encouraged science and technology officials to write about medicine, agriculture, science, and industry, and paid them one tael of silver for ten articles.

Sometimes if you can't see it, Zhu Biao will go on stage in person to correct, delete and modify.

Lao Zhu is now more convenient. Every seven days, Zhu Biao will take what he wants to say to the common people and put it in the weekly newspaper.

"Gao Qi, you have some problems with the simple number of Ming Dynasty. Write one in front and 1 in the back. Draw a wooden stick, and draw two in the back as a duck. People will go and have a look if they find it interesting."

"Mr. Liu, the contents of the northern and southern weekly newspapers should be separated," Zhu Biao urged.

"Your Highness, do you mean the paddy and dry fields in the north and south, the north and the south are hot and humid, and there is a problem with eating habits?" Liu Bowen said.

Zhu Biao nodded.

"In the future, when the people are happy and the national strength is restored, we can also consider setting up rural schools. The imperial court will provide the big ones, and the local governments will give the small ones to enlighten the students."

Liu Bowen discussed with Zhu Biao, changed his clothes, and took Gao Qi and the others out of the palace to see the changes that the weekly newspaper had brought to the common people.

There were people coming and going in the city, shouting one after another, and they could also see some traces in the Ming Weekly.

In the grocery shopping place, a few illiterate people gathered around a scholar-like person, pointing to the above and asking.

"Crack! Everyone, listen to me. Today's first page of the Daming Weekly is about the next year's spring plowing. Digging the soil in winter can freeze the insect eggs in the soil. Remember to dig the soil. Also, during the New Year, fire prevention and theft prevention... "

Zhu Biao and Liu Bowen saw the spit stars splashed by the storyteller in the teahouse, they nodded and continued to move forward.

Farmers outside the city had a few free-range chickens running around in the yard, and the peasant woman took a broom to sweep up the chicken dung and said: "The head of the house, I heard from our village scholar that the Ming Weekly News asked to collect chicken and duck dung and dry them in the next year. It can be used as fertilizer... cluck cluck cluck... cluck, cluck."

The capital is at the foot of the emperor, so it is easy to distribute, and other places have to seize the time to find a way to popularize it.

"Your Highness, it seems that the effect is good." Liu Bowen chuckled. He felt that he knew astronomy and geography, but he didn't expect His Highness to be even better than him. He was really the son of destiny.

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When entering the city, several guarding soldiers surrounded a soldier and said, "Read, I can understand the picture, and I saw General Xu for the first time."

"That's right, my mother and my wife also said that the Northern Expeditionary Army was mighty and domineering, and that when I could be as powerful as them."

"Quick miss you."

A soldier was in a hurry, so he handed them the weekly newspaper and said, "Look for yourself, I still have to stand guard."

Those next to me scratched their heads and muttered, "We don't know how to read, so we don't dare to ask."

Zhu Biao watched this scene for a long time before turning around and leaving. Some soldiers led troops to fight with first-rate fists and feet, but they didn't understand the words. This is also a problem.

Liu Bowen, Gao Qi and the others stopped when they passed the winery: "Wuliang Xuequ? Isn't this the one published in His Highness's weekly newspaper? Everyone, go in... have a look?"

Zhu Biao nodded: "Of course, everyone remember to pay, haha."

There were quite a few people sitting in the winery, and the shopkeeper in the waiter was too busy to stop.

On the second floor, Shen Zhifu walked down the stairs with a few middle-aged people who looked like outsiders, talking and laughing.

"Member Lin, don't worry, I will send you home on New Year's Eve." Shen Zhishi nodded politely and walked to the door.

"Then I will thank shopkeeper Shen, no need to give it away, and leave." The fat man left with a smile on his face.He didn't expect that he could also drink this Ming national wine, and he would have to show off with their clansmen when pouring it.

When she turned around and went upstairs, Xiao Lian tugged Shen Zhiwu's blue dress with her two little fingers and pouted: "Hey, Miss, look."

Does Shen Zhi turn his head and see Zhu Biao and Mu Ying sitting in the private room, and they can just be seen here.

"Let's go upstairs." Shen Zhifu turned his head and went up the stairs.

Xiao Lian pouted and followed behind, the young lady was so strange that she didn't bother to say hello to His Highness.

Wing room on the second floor.

"Pour me a glass of water, Xiao Lian." Shen Zhihe inspected the finished fabrics and new wine products that had been delivered.

"Miss, I really don't understand." Xiao Lian poured a glass of water and put it beside her.

"Mr. Gao and a few men are sitting next to him. They all have extraordinary auras. They must be members of the imperial court. I used to only cause trouble for His Highness."

Shen Zhishi nodded her forehead and continued to work with her head down.

"Oh, I see, Miss is still considerate."

After drinking for three rounds, Zhu Biao got up and said he had something to do, Gao Qi said: "I will go with Your Highness."

Liu Bowen smiled and pulled Gao Qi onto the chair, and said, "Mr. Gao, have a few more drinks with us. Come on, come on, this wine can't get you drunk."

Zhu Biao didn't know if she was in the winery, after all, she had to go to many shops.

Go up to the second floor, turn around the corridor and enter the wing room.

"I don't want any other shops, I'll be guarding the winery all day." Zhu Biao sat down casually, took the account books on her desk and flipped through them.

"Why do you come here today when you are free?" Shen knew if he had tidied up the table and folded it together with the Ming Weekly.

Shen Zhifu pointed to the business page of the first issue of Daming Weekly, held Zhu Biao's hand, and raised his head: "Our business is very good."

"Oh, Gu is very angry."

"Your Highness..." Shen Zhifu's fingers trembled, he bit his lip and remained silent for a long time.

She thought Zhu Biao was because of what she said just now, Zhu Biao pulled her back, nodded to her and said, "I won't sleep with you tonight."

"Uh…………"

"You should check other shops. Don't keep guarding the winery. If you want to get angry, the fire won't dissipate."

In the next breath, Shen Zhifu suddenly hugged Zhu Biao: "Is this okay?"

"Okay, hahaha, then don't cry. I just hope you don't forget about the other business of the Shen family and don't cry."

Shen Zhishi nudged him, pulled up Zhu Biao's clothes, stained with tears, his smile mixed with tears, and then he relaxed and nodded.

Xiao Lian stepped into the room and hurriedly covered her eyes again: "I... didn't see anything..."

He stuck out his tongue and ran away.

Shen Zhishi looked at him, recalled that incident, and picked up the Daming Weekly: "A few bosses want to be listed, and when they see Wuliangxuequ, they come to me."

"Alright, you can help Gu Zhangluo, these can be used as the weekly report fee, but you know some things."

"Do you understand that you can't accept business that deceives the people, and you can't accept gambling houses..."

"Okay, it's time for Gu to go."

Zhu Biao went downstairs with a wave. Shen Zhishi stood at the stairs and watched him for a while, and when he entered the private room, he turned and left.

　Castle outside the mountain, building outside the building, I worry about not having a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)