"Da'an...newspaper office?"

Upon hearing such a strange name, the ministers also began to act strangely, and some of the more lewd ministers even looked at Jing Zhe differently.

What kind of hug is this?

How should we shoot?

Especially this official position, it's called "Archer"...

Could it possibly grow while... growing?

This young master Jing, so young and handsome, is actually so... wonderful!

If they weren't in the imperial court, these people would probably have already gone over to have a proper discussion with Jing Zhe about this cutting-edge technological issue.

What is a newspaper?

Although Hao Junguang had never heard of such a strange organization, he could tell that the first "Da'an" referred to Anguo. As for the second "newspaper," he didn't understand it, so he asked out of curiosity.

"This newspaper office, as the name suggests, is a place that prints and distributes newspapers."

"newspaper?"

"Newspapers... In fact, they are similar to the notices posted by the government, except that newspapers contain much more information than notices."

For example, I can write a few poems and writing notes for each issue of the newspaper for readers to study. I can also invite other scholars and writers, such as Grand Tutor Hao or Song Jimao, the most talented scholar in Jingzhou, to write their own reflections. "Among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me." Only by learning and reading more can one gain a deeper understanding!

"Great! This newspaper is great! And this newspaper is great too!"

Hao Junguang, upon hearing this, spontaneously cheered. Although he was the Crown Prince's tutor, he was a fairly upright person and devoted himself to education. He was in charge of most of the work at the Imperial Academy. The reason he wanted to bring Jing Zhe under his wing was because he valued Jing Zhe's poetic talent.

If this newspaper could publish his poems and lyrics every time, along with his explanations, it would be far more useful than teaching at the Imperial Academy!

After all, the Imperial Academy was too small and had too few people to teach. Compared to the entire Anguo, it was simply not enough!

So after hearing what Jing Zhe said, he was the first to support it!

The Duke of Protectorate, intrigued, asked, "What about martial arts strategies?"

Jing Zhe laughed and said, "A newspaper can be printed larger and divided into several different sections. The poetry section we just mentioned belongs to the literature section, so we can also set up a military section. There are many wars and battles of all sizes in various parts of our Anguo's border regions. Generals and soldiers charge into battle on the front lines, disregarding their own lives, which is why Anguo is now at peace!"

Yu Sheng was deeply moved upon hearing this.

"However, the common people know very little about this, which is unfair to the soldiers who fought so hard. So this section will publish some frontline battle reports. After the reports are sent back by carrier pigeon, I will have people compile them so that the people will know who made Anguo have the peace and prosperity it has today!"

When there is no war, I can write down my views on the war, invite military generals to talk about the strategies of each battle, and let the common people understand our military generals up close!

"Good, excellent! Get it done, get it done right away! I'll be the first to object to anyone who dares to obstruct the Da'an Newspaper!"

Yu Sheng, the Duke of Protector of the State, was ultimately a military general, full of passion and easily carried away. The more he listened to Jing Zhe's suggestion, the happier he became. He stared at Bai Qingyuan and shouted, as if Bai Qingyuan would stop him.

Bai Qingyuan was a little speechless, and after hearing only these two points, he couldn't tell what was so special about this newspaper, so he finally felt relieved.

There was much discussion about this in the imperial court.

The opinions of the officials were not much different from those of Hao Junguang and Yu Sheng. The military officers praised it, and the civil officials lauded it. After all, if this newspaper were to be published, it would be a good thing for both the military and the civil officials!

They all hoped that Jing Zhe would go down and get things done immediately.

Only those fierce men who had just mistaken it for "embracing and shooting" lowered their heads in shame.

...

"Jing Zhe, this newspaper sounds good. Now that it has literature and military sections, are there any other sections?"

At this moment, Emperor An asked again.

"Your Majesty, there are also sections on people's livelihood, current affairs, and finally, entertainment."

"Oh? There are so many more? Then tell everyone about them!"

The other ministers nodded in agreement, as if the novel things Jing Zhe spoke of were incredibly appealing to them.

"Your Majesty, let me start with the section on people's livelihood."

"The so-called people's livelihood is about the lives of ordinary people. This section mainly gives ordinary people more room to speak. If anyone has any injustices, they can come to our newspaper office. Our newspaper office will send someone to understand and then resolve them."

Could you elaborate?

Li Haoyun, the prefect of Jingzhou, felt that this "people's livelihood sector" seemed to overlap with his business, so he asked.

"For example, Old Bai and Old Yu are neighbors. Old Bai got married but never had any children. I'm just giving an example. Please don't take it personally. Don't blame me if you overthink it!"

At first, no one thought much of it, but after his reminder, everyone looked at Bai Qingyuan and Yu Sheng, and they vaguely felt that the prototype of "Old Bai" was Bai Qingyuan!

Bai Qingyuan's face also turned red, but he couldn't say much, otherwise wouldn't it be like he was confessing without being asked?

But Yu Sheng didn't have so many reservations, and laughed heartily, "Don't overthink it. I don't care who Lao Bai is, but Lao Yu is definitely not me, because I'm not Bai Taifu's neighbor!"

"..."

Yu Sheng's words were quite clever; he managed to extricate himself while keeping Bai Qingyuan firmly in the position.

Bai Qingyuan hadn't wanted to speak, but he couldn't hold back any longer. He pointed at Yu Sheng and said, "Hey, Yu, just listen carefully. Why are you dragging me into this?"

Then he glanced at Jing Zhe again and said coldly, "Young Master Jing, you can give examples, but could you please change your surname?"

"Oh, very well, Grand Tutor Bai!"

Jing Zhe nodded seriously and continued, "Old Bai and Old Wang are neighbors. Old Bai has been married for many years but has no children—Grand Tutor Bai, he changed his surname this time!"

"..."

Bai Qingyuan was panting heavily, clutching his chest, afraid he would die on the spot, while the others' faces were flushed red, wanting to laugh but not daring to, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Old Bai consulted a doctor and got medicine, but it was all in vain. The doctor even told Old Bai that he probably wouldn't be able to have a child. Then, Old Bai suddenly had to go out on business this year and stayed away for half a year. When Old Bai came back, his wife was pregnant."

When Lao Bai got home, he was initially very happy, but then he heard gossip from the neighbors that his wife had been getting close to Lao Wang while he was away. Lao Bai then realized something was wrong, grabbed a stick, went to Lao Wang's house next door, and beat him up.

Then, Old Wang, still unconvinced, retorted, "What does Old Lady Bai's pregnancy have to do with me?" He was indignant and prepared to sue him at the government office. "Prefect Li," he thought, "does the government even handle cases like this?"

"..."

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(I'm so busy at work today, I have a bit of a headache, I can't stay up any longer, I'll update the rest during the day... Please forgive me, everyone, I'm so sorry, I'm begging you...)