There were not many entertainment activities in the Ming Dynasty. It is already a beautiful thing to go to the kiln and listen to music. Wei Ming wants to promote his propositions, but don't think about it in the kiln. It's okay to compose a few operas. But after all, this only exists among citizens. It is also very difficult and almost extravagant for the really working people to listen to music. The real portrayal of their lives is that they are living and resting at sunrise, and working hard for a year without filling their stomachs. It is not easy for the people at the bottom to be nurtured by patriotic education. Therefore, after thinking about it, Wei Ming decided to sacrifice his magic weapon: newspaper!
No one was able to find Wei Ming in the past few days. Wei Ming shut himself in a secret room in the study, studying how to write this newspaper, and who would be responsible afterwards. Imagine the function of the newspaper and the facial expressions of the people when they open the newspaper. There are not only imperial edicts, but also livelihood anecdotes and commercial information from various places. Finally, writing a few jokes can also increase people's enthusiasm for reading newspapers. Finally, I finally completed my great creation, and when I came out of the secret room, my whole body was haggard and nothing more. Throwing the newspaper in his hand into Zhou Yanru's hand. This old boy writes well, so let him copy it. Lao Tzu has to go to bed, these few days are really tiring.
It was already the next day after I woke up. Today is the twenty-ninth Chinese New Year, in order to make the funeral a year ago, so today is the last day of the cell boss. Wei Ming also wrapped a piece of filial piety to worship. But when he came, Niu's family was full of voices, and there were really a lot of guests who came to worship. There are businessmen and officials, and many neighbours come to help. Neighbors from the neighbourhood might have a good reason for getting along with them, but these businessmen and officials obviously came for Wei Ming. They are all the guys who are unprofitable and can not afford to have such a good heart? The words are pretty beautiful, and the elegiac couplets are all tributes to the cell boss. Wei Ming walked in in a low-key manner and came out after putting on a stick of incense. People who can run over to curry favor with Niu's family are naturally unfamiliar with Wei Ming, and it can even be said that he only hears his name and doesn't see him, so it is not recognized by the family.
Back to the mansion is already 10 o'clock in the afternoon. Every time I had a meal of pork ribs with my family, I picked it up from the pig-killer next door. Xiaodongzi and other daughters are doing the firewood, so that the whole Weifu is not short of pork. Pigs often eat some things in the water. When Zhu Huiyan came to the meal, she felt that the pig's sewage was too dirty and she didn't eat it. As a result, after Wei Ming made him a vinegar sausage, he couldn't put it down. I heard that Li Tang was not allowed to eat carp. Now in the Ming Dynasty, I have not seen Lao Zhu's family not letting others eat pork.
"Xiao Yanzi, let's go and take you home!" Snow fluttered outside, and the sky was gray, but Zhu Huiyan stayed here and did not leave. Ever since Wei Ming accepted Xiao Nun Nuan and Ning Kechu, Zhu Huiyan has been making noises, teasing Wei Ming from time to time, and let Wei Ming accept her too. But Wei Ming really didn't have this thought. Is it good to always marry a wife? Now he is still willing to spend the night in Qin Yuxin's room. Ning Kechu has also been there several times. As for the little girl, if it wasn't for this little girl who always likes to run into Qin Yuxin's room in the middle of the night and get under the bed, Wei Ming really didn't mean to look for her. Although she was accepted as a concubine, she still feels that the age of the little girl is a little bit younger. Let's talk about it when she gets older. It's good for everyone.
"If I don't leave, I will live here. Anyway, you don't want me, no matter where I go!" Zhu Huiyan said with a pouting mouth.
"You won't go? If you don't go, I can go! I'm going to the palace to discuss something with your emperor brother. Zhou Yanru! Where is the death! Have you copied the newspaper you copied?" Wei Ming let his voice go down, and the whole Wei Mansion was stunned. Zhou Yanru ran up swiftly, seemingly frightened. He handed the newspaper respectfully to Wei Ming with both hands, and said, "My teacher, I have already copied it."
Who knows why this guy calls his own teacher? Forget it, if people want to call it, just call it, so it looks kinder, patted Zhou Yanru on the shoulder, and then took Zhu Huiyan, who was not willing to return to the palace, and walked outside. Why do you always like to live in other people's homes because you are such a big girl
As soon as he walked out the door, I saw Qin Yuxin holding her baby over. Wei Haikun stretched out two small hands to find Wei Ming, still calling "Dad" vaguely in his mouth. Wei Ming looked happy, and took his son over and said to Qin Yuxin, without waiting. When he came back to eat, he rode a carriage to the palace.
"Let me show you the latest results, buddy!" Wei Ming slapped the newspaper onto Zhu Youxiao's desk and said pretentiously, as if he had invented some great product.
"What is this? It's a mess." Zhu Youxian fiddled with a wooden sword in his hand, which was prepared for his son. It was very uncomfortable to be disturbed by Wei Ming. Wei Haikun’s elder child doesn’t know what fear of life is. Seeing the wooden sword in Zhu Youxiao’s hand is very interesting, he climbed from Wei Ming’s arms to Longan and pointed at Zhu You with his chubby fingers. The wooden sword in the hands of the school.
"Do you want this?" Zhu Youxiao asked. Wei Haikun could understand everything, but he couldn't speak yet and nodded. Zhu Youxiao is not happy anymore. This is a New Year gift he prepared for his son. How can he make this little guy cheaper? He took the wooden sword into his arms and said, "This is not yours, it can't be given to you!" The old boy said very domineering, and Wei Haikun did not show weakness. He stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed Zhu Youxiao. A handful of beards that are easy to grow, grabbed them and won't let go. Zhu Youxiao yelled out of pain. In the end, he had to disarm and surrender, and gave the wooden sword to Wei Haikun. Wei Haikun is like a victorious general, riding on Wei Ming's neck, brandishing a wooden sword, and watching Zhu Youxiao gritted his teeth.
"Hahaha, come and see the gift I brought you. It is definitely more affordable than your broken wooden sword." Of course, Lao Tzu will take care of the trouble when the son is in trouble. Wei Ming straightened the newspaper to Zhu Youxiao and asked him to take a good look at his results.
"What's the matter? The new issue of Di Bao is out again? No, it's not like, what the hell is this, let's talk about it." Wei Haikun snatched the New Year gift he prepared for his son, Zhu You The boss of the school is reluctant. But he couldn't care about with a child, so he could only find the guardian of the child Wei Ming to vent his anger.
"You're going to get it, you are embarrassed to take out your Dibao? No, you can't say that. Your Dibao is an official newspaper, which is only suitable for the upper class. Those local officials are also pictures. You can only spend money to buy it if you don’t have to worry about it. Look at my newspaper again, it’s entirely a civilian newspaper. The products produced in various places, the local customs, whether the business route is unblocked, there are small poems and paintings on the top, the latest opera novels , There are any new things everywhere, here are there. Finally, there are a few small jokes, how about it, tell you, that is, my brain can come up with this thing. If you change your personal, it really doesn’t happen. I can think of it, Wei Ming said hopingly.
"That's it? What are you bothering me for? Just this thing? Can you still let me stop and disappear after the New Year? If you just want to sell the newspaper, you should go quickly, but let's say it. Five points, or I won't do it. If there are other things, I'll talk quickly. There is no food for you in the palace today." Zhu Youxiao said unwillingly.
"Looking at how petty you are, didn't my son just snatch your son's toy?" Wei Ming said with a curled mouth.
"Boss, it took me five days to engrave it, okay? Come on if you have the ability!" Zhu Youxiao said with wide-eyed eyes.
"Damn, look at you, come and fight!" With that, Wei Ming took off the outer robe, and Zhu Youxiao had already got off the dragon chair and rushed towards Wei Ming. Wei Ming just put his son aside, and Zhu Youxiao had already rushed over. The two wrestled together. Wei Haikun was happy watching from the sidelines, clapping his little hands constantly, and he was still happy from time to time.
After a long while, both of them were tired from the fight, and one of them lay on the ground panting with panda eyes.
"Satisfied?" Wei Ming said.
"Ah, it's so comfortable! Let's talk about it, what on earth did you make this newspaper for?" Zhu Youxiao said it was true. He was very comfortable from the inside out, making Wei Ming really suspicious of this kid's mind. There is something wrong.
"Used to control the hearts of the people. Everyone knows that the three of them become tigers, but they often fall into this vicious circle. The cell boss who helped me a lot in Liaodong that day came, but he is dead. From his son In the dialogue, I realized that the people of the Ming Dynasty are not very clear about the concept of the country. Maybe they are blinded by their interests. What the court has to do is to control public opinion and let every child of the Ming Dynasty. The people have a kind of pride in being a Ming dynasty. Any remarks and actions that dare to provoke the majesty of the Ming dynasty must be banned and cracked down. What do you think of this gift I give you?" Wei Ming looked at Zhu Youxiao Said.
"Yes, yes, you have a good New Year's gift. We are all in the same home. If the people all over the world think so, what else do I have to worry about!" Zhu Youxiao said with emotion.