Bianhe Street, Zuoxiang Military Patrol Shop.
I saw two men in short brown clothes, each holding a ticket number, walking outside while chatting excitedly.
"What's your license plate?"
"1103. My birthday, easy to remember. What's yours?"
"My number is 0583."
"Is it your birthday too?"
"My birthday is 1212, but they said it's a good number and they won't give it to me. It's my child's birthday."
"When did you go to register?"
"Tomorrow at 15:00. What about you?"
"It's morning."
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"Then we can't go together."
"At least this is better than standing outside waiting for a whole day."
"That's right. By making an appointment in advance, it won't delay our work. The Military Patrol Shop is really doing a good job."
The two were chatting when they heard someone beside them say indignantly, "You guys got the ticket numbers, so you should have agreed. But there are only 50 numbers a day. It's like you're providing relief to disaster victims. This is ridiculous."
The two of them turned their heads and saw a large group of people in front of the door looking at them with envy and jealousy.
The two of them quickly hid the ticket numbers and left in a hurry.
The people coming out were excited and happy, while those waiting at the door were nervous, frightened and envious.
I remember just a few days ago, almost everyone was complaining about this license plate, but now...
So delicious!
The sudden restriction on the number of people in the military patrol shop made many people nervous.
This also confirms what Zhang Fei said that there may be license plate restrictions in the future to ensure the number of carriages and horses in the city of Bianjing.
This thing is rare and valuable.
The fewer cars and horses there are, the more valuable this license plate is!
This account is not difficult to sort out.
Across the street, two old men watched all this silently.
It was Sima Guang and Wen Yanbo.
Sima Guang asked, "Wen Gong, do you want to go in and take a look?"
"never mind!"
Wen Yanbo waved his hand and walked forward again, frowning as if he was thinking about something.
Sima Guang glanced at him and asked, "What is Duke Wen thinking about?"
Wen Yanbo said: "I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't put my finger on it."
Sima Guang laughed and said, "Isn't it 'fast' that Duke Wen is thinking of?"
"quick?"
Wen Yanbo said in surprise.
Sima Guang nodded and said, "The news report just published yesterday changed the registration process. Today, the people will come here to get their ticket numbers. If the court were to do it, it would take at least half a month and at most a month."
Wen Yanbo nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes! That's what's special. I understand Zhang San's method. Scarcity makes things valuable. The fewer opportunities he gives, the more people want to get it sooner.
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But his execution ability is truly astonishing. With such a complex matter, he was able to make such a big change in just one day, and succeed. "
Sima Guang said: "This is all because of that genuine bookstore."
Wen Yanbo nodded slightly: "Movable type printing has been around for a long time, but no one has used it. The court also tried it but gave up. However, it has flourished in his hands."
At this point, he added: "It's not just the printing technique, but also the symbols. Ordinary people can remember them in no time, which is indeed more convenient!"
Sima Guang frowned and said, "But this does not mean that their execution is good. It is difficult to make rules, and it is even more difficult to abide by them. The real test of the military patrol station will have to wait and see in the future. Whether he can make such complicated rules well implemented is still inconclusive at this time."
Wen Yanbo nodded, and suddenly heard a noisy sound in front of him. He looked up and saw a lot of people gathered around a big willow tree. "What are they doing in front?"
The two of them couldn't help but quicken their pace.
When we arrived under the big willow tree, we saw a patrolman in uniform climbing up the trunk and tying a wooden sign to the trunk. There was a picture of a carriage and a slanted pole on the sign.
"What does this card mean?"
Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang looked at each other.
Sima Guang asked a young man who was watching, "Young man, what are you doing?"
The young man hurriedly said, "Put up a warning sign. With the warning sign, no vehicles or horses can go through that alley from now on."
As he spoke, he pointed to a fork in the road.
Another person said, "This is really a good thing. I live in this lane. This lane is not wide, but it is a shortcut from the left wing to Xiangguo Temple and Lushi Lane. People who burn incense and worship Buddha in the morning go this way, and the horse bells disturb the people. People who go to Lushi Lane to drink in the evening also go this way, and often bump into the people living in it."
After hearing this, Wen Yanbo whispered to Sima Guang: "It seems that Zhang San is planning to do something big!"
Sima Guang laughed and said, "Yes! He is not lying. He really loves what he does!"
They had previously thought that Zhang Fei just wanted to get a license plate, but they never expected that Zhang Fei would also require traffic control.
This is really getting bigger and bigger.
Suddenly there was a snapping sound.
Another scream was heard, but a lump of mud hit the wooden sign, making it impossible to see the warning at all.
Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang were both startled and looked around.
"Who?"
The patrolman on the tree jumped down immediately, and three other patrolmen nearby also walked over quickly. They immediately surrounded a young man with an imposing appearance.
The young man showed no fear and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe his hands slowly, "Who gave you this authority?"
But a patrolman grabbed his wrist with one hand and said, "Sorry. This is evidence, you can't erase it."
The young man looked shocked, as if he had not expected the other party to take direct action.
The servant beside him immediately stepped forward to protect his master, "Assholes! You guys dare to attack my son."
Generally, those who can be called Yanei are the sons of military commanders of the three yamen, and they are either the top or second in command.
But the four patrolmen pretended not to hear and directly arrested the master and servant.
The young master was also confused. He had never seen such an arrogant patrolman. After being captured, he finally reacted and struggled while shouting, "Let me go quickly. My father is Marshal Ma. This is the territory under the jurisdiction of our guard Ma. Are you trying to rebel?"
The leading patrol officer leaned sideways and slumped his shoulders. "My police number is 007. If you are dissatisfied, you can go to the Legal Aid Department to sue me. Take him away."
Wen Yanbo and Sima Guang looked at each other.
When did the usually humble patrolman become so willful and handsome?
Sima Guang suddenly said cheerfully: "This time we will have a good show to watch."
......
Genuine bookstore.
"ah?"
Zhang Fei looked at Wang Anshi in surprise, "Grand Scholar Wang wants us to help promote your new policies?"
Wang Anshi smiled and nodded: "That's right, when the time comes, your news report will help us to set up the two government regulations department to issue new regulations."
Zhang Fei asked: "Grand Secretary Wang, shouldn't this be published in the official newspaper?"
Wang Anshi glanced at him unhappily, "If the imperial reports were good, I wouldn't have bothered to come to you. Nowadays, the imperial reports are still hand-copied, which really makes me angry."
This time he finally understood that the propaganda power of this tabloid is really so powerful that it can hit wherever it is pointed. It is really exaggerated!
In comparison, the last time the court gazette was published, it was a complete failure and his good article was wasted.
He couldn't help but accept it, so he thought of using this tabloid to promote his new method.
You, a yamen runner, can use tabloids to get the license plate to land. After all, my new policy was made by me, the Vice Prime Minister, so won't it be easier?
Zhang Fei's eyes turned and he said, "Grand Secretary Wang, the new policy is a national event. I think it should be published in the official gazette, so that it appears authoritative."
Wang Anshi said: "I thought so at first, but you know how it turned out. Can't I just admit defeat now?"
He has a very stubborn character, and it is very difficult to make him admit defeat, but the gap is so huge that it is visible to the naked eye, and he has to admit defeat!
Zhang Fei said hurriedly: "Grand Secretary Wang misunderstood my meaning. I meant that we should find a way to improve the Jinzouyuan. The court should have its own newspaper and should not rely entirely on the people."
Wang Anshi glanced at Zhang Fei in surprise, "I really misunderstood you."
Zhang Fei was surprised and asked, "What do you misunderstand about me?"
"nothing."
Wang Anshi waved his hand. Actually, that was what he had thought at first, that he wanted to develop the official newspaper, but the result was a miserable failure. However, he always believed that Zhang Fei would definitely not support him in this matter, so he never discussed it with Zhang Fei at that time. He only asked Zhang Fei for help later when he had no other choice.
Only today did he realize that Zhang Fei thought the same as he did.
"Alas... I have already instructed the Imperial Court to make improvements, but progress has been slow. I have also asked, and it will take at least another half a year to perfect the movable type printing technology. It is already too late."
Wang Anshi shook his head and sighed helplessly.
Zhang Fei said: "This may be because the money is not enough. Only when there is a big reward, there will be brave men."
Wang Anshi said, "Who said that? I have already petitioned the government to allocate some funds to the Jinzouyuan."
Zhang Fei said: "But I think these funds are not very much. At least the craftsmen did not get any benefits."
Wang Anshi looked at Zhang Fei suspiciously, "What on earth do you want to say?"
Zhang Fei said: "Grand Scholar Wang should also know that I have recently established a charity organization here."
Wang Anshi nodded and said, "I saw it in the newspaper."
Zhang Fei said: "Our charity not only donates money to help the people, but also has a project to donate to the court."
Wang Anshi was shocked and asked, "Donate to the court?"
Your charity is a bit outrageous. It has even affected the imperial court.
Zhang Fei nodded and said, "Yes, we also know that the court is short of money, so we want to help the court."
After hearing this, Wang Anshi didn't know whether he should be moved to tears or scold Zhang Fei, asking who he looked down on. He asked angrily and amusedly, "How much money does your charity have?"
Zhang Fei said: "We don't have much money at the moment, only about 20,000 or 30,000 strings of cash."
Wang Anshi snorted, "With just this little money, you still want to help the court. It's not even enough to help the people!"
Zhang Fei said: "There are ways to help those with less money."
Wang Anshi was quite interested and said, "I'd like to hear more about it."
Zhang Fei said: "As far as I know, many tools that benefit people's livelihood are developed by the court, so we plan to focus on donating to such projects.
It is said that we are helping the court, but in fact, we are donating to the people. When the court develops better tools, the people will also benefit. For example, movable type printing is also a technology that benefits the people. We can directly donate to this project so that the court can obtain this technology as soon as possible. "
Others might dismiss this theory, but Wang Anshi's eyes lit up. His economic philosophy also included the development of some technologies, such as water conservancy projects, which he attached great importance to. "This is a good idea, but how do we implement it?"
Zhang Fei said: "This is very simple. Our charity organization cooperates directly with the Jinzouyuan and provides research and development funds for the Jinzouyuan. However, we will not give this money to any officials, but mainly reward those craftsmen or clerks who have made contributions to research and development."
Wang Anshi nodded and said, "I think this can be accomplished."
How could he refuse the money donated by others for free? Wang Anshi was not afraid of losing face.
But Wang Anshi added: "However, the promotion of my new law is still left to you. Haha, many people think that the success of your license plate depends entirely on the tabloids, but I know that tabloids alone are not enough, and some other means are still needed.
You asked Fan Chunren to write an article criticizing your license plate, and he did a great job criticizing it! Your criticism forced those who opposed you to support your newspaper, and as a result, your newspaper became popular among the people, so that no matter what you published later, the people dared not question it! "
"Nothing can be hidden from Grand Secretary Wang." Zhang Fei smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Since Grand Secretary Wang favors our shop, we will naturally accept the offer. However, the price is..."
Wang Anshi waved his hand and said, "I won't take your money."
Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment, and said, "No...you won't take mine?"
I cursed in my heart, "Is your face made of steel? You asked me to do something for you, but you didn't even take my money."
Wang Anshi asked, "Why? You still want to ask me for money?"
"Well...."
Wang Anshi's tone made Zhang Fei speechless. "I just don't understand why I should give money to Wang Daxueshi?"
Wang Anshi laughed and said, "You should know how many people are paying attention to my new policies. If my new policies are published in your newspaper, your news paper will sell well even if it is published in Qiongzhou. Shouldn't you give me money?"
So smart? Zhang Fei's expression changed, and he bowed and said, "Thank you, Grand Secretary Wang, for your care. Thank you, Grand Secretary Wang, for your care."
Wang Anshi snorted, "If I didn't value your ability, I would find another one. Believe it or not, your genuine bookstore would be ruined by then."
"Trust, trust, trust!"
"You need to donate some of this money."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Zhang Fei nodded hurriedly, thinking, if you take this money from me, will you be embarrassed to ask me for tax later? Hehehehe......
Just then, someone in front of the door panted, "Zhang San, are you in the room?"
It was Tao Yonghan's voice.
"exist."
The door was pushed open immediately. As soon as Tao Yonghan entered, he suddenly saw Wang Anshi sitting inside. He was so scared that his legs went weak. "I am honored to meet Mr. Wang."
Wang Anshi said, "No need to be so polite."
Zhang Fei asked, "What's the matter?"
Tao Yonghan blinked.
Zhang Fei stood up and walked over, but Tao Yonghan pulled him out of the door.
After a while, Zhang Fei returned to the house and said to Wang Anshi, "Master Wang, I have something urgent to deal with."
Wang Anshi asked, "Do you need my help?"
Zhang Fei said: "That's not necessary."
Wang Anshi said, "Then you should go and deal with it quickly. I will be back soon."
But as soon as Zhang Fei left, Wang Anshi thought, the old man just now was also wearing a patrolman's uniform. Maybe something happened with the license plate. I have to go and take a look too.
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