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Chapter 319 Planning
"Xiao Gang, don't be too polite to someone like your elder brother. Take action when it's time to do so, and let him take a good look at who he is."

Otherwise, he would be so arrogant that he would ride on his nose.

Xiao Gang looked awkward, and nodded after a while.

"Understood. I just don't bother to pay attention to the fact that the child is about to be born. If you mess with me again, let him know what toasting is not eating and punishing."

"This is the person from the Starfall Legion." Ren Ning patted him on the shoulder in relief.

In the next few days, Ren Ning almost stayed in the study and wrote something.

And Yingpan only went to a few relatively close mansions to worship next year, and then rushed back to stay at home with her husband.

On this day, she came back from the Jin Palace to pay New Year's greetings, with a strange expression on her face.

Ren Ning smiled: "What kind of face do you have? Could it be that during the New Year's Eve, Princess Jin hacked that fat man Chen Xiulan with a knife?"

Yingpan shook his head, "Not really."

"Princess Jin and I have had a good relationship these years. We often get together. We chatted today, and she seems to have the idea of ​​moving."

Ren Ning turned serious, "They can't move."

Chen Xiulan is the King of Jin, and Princess Jin is the granddaughter of the Minister of Rites.

Without the imperial decree, it would be difficult for them to step out of Xingji City.

Yingpan rolled his eyes at him, "I mean, it looks like we have to move out as soon as possible."

Ren Ning nodded, "It's up to you to make up your own mind about moving."

He pushed what was written in front of him, "These are my plans. Come here and see if you have any questions."

Yingpan took it curiously, "It's so thick, what is it written on?"

eyes on the paper,

"First, after moving to the south, let Miao Xia take charge of Xingji City, the general's mansion, as the stronghold of the imperial capital."

Xingji City is the administrative center of the entire Yunchui Empire, and it is the collective place for news from all over the place.Leaving Xingji City does not mean giving up here, otherwise you will become deaf and dumb.

Therefore, someone must be kept here to guard and spread the news to the south in time.

Ok.

Ren Ning nodded, "I have chatted with Miao Xia in the past few days."

He was overwhelmed with emotion, "Unknowingly, this kid is no longer that pitiful mud monkey in Laigu County who asked for help from a caravan with a runny nose."

"He has grown up and has the ability. I think he should be in charge of this empty mansion without any problem."

A smile appeared on Yingpan's face, "I think so too."

The experience in Laigu County made Miao Xia cherish the present life very much.

As long as someone taught him these years, he eagerly learned and absorbed whether it was astronomy, geography, dealing with people, or civil and military knowledge.

And Yingpan also responded to their brothers and sisters' requests, and spent a lot of money to invite all kinds of masters to come back to teach the brothers and sisters.

It can be said that the current brothers and sisters of the Miao family are not much different from the direct children of some ordinary noble families in terms of knowledge.

"Second, create a newspaper?"

Monk Yingpanzhang was puzzled, "What is a newspaper?"

"It's just a paper book that records some interesting stories or gossip, so that the common people can circulate it conveniently." Ren Ning introduced it like this.

It took Yingpan a while to understand, "Is it similar to a ledger or a storyteller's handwritten copy?"

"It's about the same. But the content in it should be interesting and people like to read it. Try to write as much as possible about the situation in various places in Yunchui and real events that happened recently, such as the war on the border..."

Ren Ning was a little distracted while talking.

He and Lei Er returned to Guangxin from Xiliang last July, and had read every letter Yingpan sent to Li Hezhu's house in detail.

One of them touched him deeply.

It was the Spring Festival last year, and the entire Xingji City, from the dignitaries down to the common people, was celebrating the New Year. Only the gate of the Duke of Zhenuo's mansion silently hung up the soul-calling banner.

In such a huge imperial capital, few people have the slightest feeling about the war in the west, as if they are really living in a prosperous age.

The distant western Xinjiang seems to be another world.

Yingpan understood immediately.

"The purpose of this newspaper is to let all the people know that the big Yunchui is a family. It is closely related to everyone's fate, and at the same time, try to shout for the soldiers in front, right?"

"That's right, that's what it means." Ren Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to hear the words "Business women don't know the hatred of subjugation, but they still sing flowers in the backyard across the river".

"In addition, for example, if Guangxin needs more people to farm, or Laigu County will distribute land to the people and rent-free for three years, it can also be distributed in due course. Guide the people to settle in these places."

Yingpan's eyes lit up, but soon he hesitated.

"But there are not many people in Yunchui who can read. Can such a newspaper really be sold?"

Ren Ning smiled, "The common people are illiterate, but they are familiar with all the things that the court has issued, right! Besides, the old grand master has been promoting pinyin literacy, and more and more common people will be able to read in the future."

Seeing that Yingpan was still somewhat noncommittal, Ren Ning continued.

"Don't underestimate the role of newspapers. As long as the stories you write are interesting enough to open your eyes, they will definitely sell."

"Maybe it makes more money than rubber."

And it can affect the thinking of many people.This is the most important.

Earn more than rubber?Yingpan couldn't help cheering up, and became more serious about the newspaper.

Continue to scroll down, but there are some newspaper materials.

Yingpan took a closer look, and it turned out to be densely packed poems.

She read it one by one.

After the countryside was deserted and fought, the flesh and blood drifted away from the road.

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cock crowing for thousands of miles.

……

The country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep grass and trees.

Tears are splashed when feeling, and I hate goodbye and startle.

The peak fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth ten thousand gold.

……

One man attached the book, and the second man died in battle.

One inch of mountains and rivers, one inch of blood, one hundred thousand young men and one hundred thousand troops.

……

Poor Wuding Riverside Bone is still a spring boudoir dream.

When Yingpan read this sentence, she suddenly felt sad, and burst into tears in an instant.

"Are these poems written by you, Xianggong?"

Ren Ning shook his head and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face.

"Some were written by me, some were written by various soldiers or heard on the road, and the author has no way of knowing."

Yingpan looked at those unforgettable poems silently, gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely run this newspaper well."

Continue to look down, but it is something else.

"When you arrive at Guangxin, let the people below carefully observe all kinds of field crops, carefully manage high-yielding crops, and carefully select seeds."

Yingpan comes from grasslands and has never cultivated before, so he can't help but feel a little dazed.

Ren Ning explained to her, "We do have a lot of money, but money cannot be eaten. Only food can fill the stomachs of the people."

"In order to have a good harvest of food, we need not only fertile land but also good seeds."

"So encourage old farmers to discover high-yielding seeds and then work hard to cultivate them."

"If such talents are found, not only do they not have to pay rent or serve corvee, but they must be given greater authority and rewards, so that they can continue to cultivate seeds wholeheartedly without worrying about food and clothing."

"Remember it." Yingpan nodded, and suddenly glanced towards the west: "If you don't return to the desert, my brother will start to try to grow food?"

"Yes. Youmeng will bring some seeds back to try planting." Ren Ning talked about the relationship between the people and the land by the way.

Yingpan understood now, and nodded again and again, "I will definitely take care of this matter with my own hands."

Ren Ning nodded in satisfaction.

He looked up at the map on the wall.

"Guangxin County is far away from the whirlpool of Xingji City, no matter what kind of wind it is, it is difficult to blow there. Moreover, the surrounding counties are in a stable situation. It can be said that it is as stable as the Xingluo Basin."

"So we must calm down and let the people live there well."

(End of this chapter)