So he started reading carefully.

After reading only the front page headlines, it took Yu Qian a full quarter of an hour.

After reading one article, Yu Qian breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes were placed on the name of the author of the article.

Flavored drinks.

It's an unscrupulous pseudonym.

But the article is indeed well written.

Yu Qian was a little shocked. If this article was really spread today, I was afraid that the entire Shilin would be shocked.

In the article, it is almost like a close face, and it has broken the face with the famous local families who control the Shilin culture in the world.

He said bluntly that with his knowledge monopoly, he controlled the local government, which made the imperial power unable to go to the countryside.

The ignorant people of the people often make good policies promoted by the court will be maliciously distorted by these local clans.

This is the conflict between the imperial court and local governments this time.

The subtext is that vernacular is good. You ordinary people are now deceived by bad people in those places.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Yu Qian and Yu Guang swept over the newspaper and the articles behind.

They are all pseudonyms.

But they are all written in vernacular, which greatly praises the convenience and benefits of vernacular.

On the last page, there is a novel titled "The Taoist Priest is the Dragon Knight".

The whole text is very eye-catching.

"how?"

When Zhu Zhanji saw that Yu Qian had finished reading, he asked softly.

Yu Qian shook his head, nodded again, and then said, "If you promote profit, you can occupy half of the place."

Yu Qian said conservatively.

Zhu Zhanji nodded with a smile.

"Since that's the case, let it all go out! Let the people below start to make trouble."

With the order from the crown prince.

Countless young guards and soldiers entered one after another.

Bales of newspapers were moved out of the workshop and placed on the side of the war horse.

The officers and soldiers got on the horse and raised the whip.

A burst of dust flew.

The internal public opinion war in the Ming Dynasty.

The powerful first shot was officially fired.

…………

May.

The Jiangnan Shilin shocked.

After they played the first card, they came to the Daming Newspaper, which was spread from Yingtian City to Jiangnan.

The story of a big eagle and a beautiful woman attracted the attention of all ordinary people.

As well, the content of the front page headlines of newspapers began to settle among the people and gradually brewed.

There is no need to investigate, everyone in the world knows that this is an act of complying with the Eastern Palace that has already surrendered to the power of the Han King's reign.

The newspapers publicly expressed their support for the regent.

Advocating the current supervisory state to promote vernacular.

And deeper, this is the first time in the Ming Dynasty that the court took the initiative to guide the people of the world to think about something in a semi-public form.

Who exactly monopolizes the channels and power of their occurrence.

Their lives are simple, and they use them daily with vulgar slang.

And those literary and erotic words that make people feel dizzy when they read and listen have nothing to do with them.

The court has set up a strife openly.

The implementation of vernacular language will not give up halfway just because of their gathering.

The form is very serious.

Suddenly, in addition to being interested in the affairs of their own fields, the people were also interested in the national policies.

With the release of the second edition of the New Year newspaper, the words on it became even more harsh.

At the same time, the Taoist priest has also successfully advanced to the base of the last version, pushing the entire public opinion to the peak.

at this time.

The emperor was on a northern tour and was already in Yanzhou, Shandong.

The entire Northern Patrol team temporarily stopped. The emperor walked down the Grand Canal and, under the escort of nearly 10,000 emperors' personal troops, went east from the land official road.

The Holy One is Qufu!

Outside the house that has been around for more than a thousand years.

The frame is like clouds, the dragon flag is waving, the flag is facing the wind, and the golden swords and iron horses are coming.

The other family came out to welcome the emperor.

In front of the mansion, he knelt down.

The emperor sat on a horse wearing armor, wearing military uniforms, his hands closed, and his whip twitched slightly.

The prince's personal army was solemn and majestic.

The clan bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and gave a great gift to the prince.

The emperor was speechless and silent.

The eunuch in charge of the seal was in charge of the eunuch, squinted his eyes slightly, and did not make any sound.

News from Jiangnan is always reported to the emperor's journey.

"I want to go into the mansion and take a look."

The emperor's voice echoed lightly in front of this thousand-year-old mansion.

A white crane that stood on the branches of a thousand-year-old pine.

The white crane ascended to the sky and penetrated into the orange light.

"I, welcome your Majesty into the mansion."

A piece of dust was brought to the ground.

The oppression brought by tens of thousands of countries to the great army should not be raised.

Two traces appeared on the ground.

Next to the Royal Horse, there is a solid back.

The emperor smiled slightly, turned over, and dismounted from the other side.

Decent.

It is given to each other.

Just knock.

Enter the mansion.

There are many dazzling array of carved beams and painted roads, but it is hard to see the spirit of Confucianism, and it is rich and noble.

It's the first family!

Huagai walked for a quarter of an hour and finally arrived at the place where the thousand-year-old family sacrificed.

There is a statue.

It has also been quiet for thousands of years.

He was wearing Confucian uniform, holding a scroll in his hand, and had a kind face.

"Do you know about the affairs of Jiangnan?"

Kong Yanjin felt bitter in his heart and replied in a low voice: "I know..."

The emperor looked at the statue for a long time and sighed: "The saint doesn't know."

The temple is silent.
To be continued...