Daming: Old Zhu, we agreed not to rush!

Chapter 213 In Qi Taishi Jian, in Jin Donghu Pen
"What's wrong, your expressions don't seem right?"

Su Jing looked at the two of them and asked.

He is patiently teaching them the truth. Being away from home does not mean that the power at home can still be used.

After all, ancient times are no better than modern times, and identity authentication is a matter that takes time.

This is not like in a martial arts novel, where one fights a hundred directly, until the opponent is blessed.

The greatest possibility is that after Mu Ying took the initiative to teach her a lesson, she brought a large group of soldiers back to regain her position.

Su Jing has seen such a situation before.

To fight against injustices, one must also pay attention to methods and methods.

However, not all of Su Jing's methods are applicable.

For Zhu Biao and Mu Ying, this matter is not so complicated.

"Master Su, I understand."

Zhu Biao nodded towards Su Jing, and then said: "Brother Mu and I will handle this matter well."

Seeing this, Su Jing didn't say much, and the three of them quickly finished their dinner.

Mu Ying and Zhu Biao went out directly, and they were going to deal with those soldiers.

Su Jing continued to drink by himself.

Time passed like this.

Early the next morning.

Su Jing has already woken up, and she is only staying here for one night, so she still has to continue her journey.

The location of the graphite mine is probably also found out clearly, it is in Laizhou Prefecture.

There is still some distance from Jining Mansion. In terms of a straight line, at least one has to go through Yanzhou Mansion, Yizhou Mansion, and Qingzhou Mansion to reach Laizhou Mansion.

The distance between the three major prefectures is less than a month, and this is still under good weather conditions.

If you are unlucky, it is normal to be delayed on the road and not arrive for a month.

Zhu Biao was also packing his things, but at the same time he kept looking outside the inn from time to time.

"What's the matter, Niu Yi, is there anything outside?"

Su Jing asked.

This is about to start, he doesn't quite understand the meaning of Zhu Biao's operation.

Zhu Biao immediately said: "Master Su, just wait, he will be here soon."

He didn't say what it was, and Mu Ying smiled, obviously he knew.

Su Jing shook her head and didn't think much about it.

"coming!"

Zhu Biao shouted suddenly.

Su Jing followed where Zhu Biao looked, and immediately found a group of soldiers walking towards here.

The leader was still wearing bright armor, and he knew his identity was unusual at a glance.

The people around immediately dispersed, and no one dared to stop the army passing by.

Under Su Jing's gaze, this group of soldiers came to the inn.

The soldiers were there yesterday, but compared to yesterday's disheveled and wanton rampant, today they seem much more honest.

"Shopkeeper, next time Zhang Yongcheng, come and find out, are these the guys who ate the Overlord's meal yesterday?"

The leading general, Zhang Yongcheng, asked the shopkeeper, that was just words.

The shopkeeper was a little scared, but Zhang Yongcheng immediately comforted him: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, it's my fault for not being strict with your orders. I promise, after today, my people will never trouble you again."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper was relieved and pointed out the soldiers from yesterday.

"Those who are called out, take off their shirts!"

Zhang Yongcheng said sharply.

Then a few soldiers took off their shirts in this cold weather, revealing their strong bodies underneath.

Not to mention, although he is very arrogant, he still has several scars on his body.

After all, it was the second year of Hongwu, and there were a lot of wars. It was quite normal for the veterans to have some injuries.

"It's my fault that my soldiers eat the overlord's meal. They should be punished for this matter. Each of them can be whipped three times, as a warning to others!"

Zhang Yongcheng pulled out the whip himself, and whipped each of them three times.

As soon as the whip went down, there was a bloodstain, which was extremely clear.

Those soldiers grinned in pain, but they didn't dare to cry out.

"it is good!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, someone shouted.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Good fight!"

……

Once there was the first sound, there was the second sound, and soon there were applause one after another in front of the inn.

Except for the few people who were beaten a bit miserable, everyone else was happy.

"Is this what you want me to see?"

Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao and smiled.

Needless to say, this wave of operations is quite level, and it is simply a very good public relations.

Zhu Biao nodded and said: "That's right, Master Su, it shouldn't be a problem if you deal with it this way."

Su Jing nodded and said: "No problem, it's handled quite well, but it can be done better."

"Huh? Master Su, what else can I do?"

Zhu Biao asked curiously.

Su Jing checked some items on her body again, and said to Zhu Biao: "No hurry, let's start first, we'll talk about it on the way."

The three of them came to the backyard, got into the carriage and set off directly.

In the carriage, Zhu Biao eagerly waited for Su Jing's explanation.

Zhu Biao thought that what he had done was already very good.

It can greatly change the people's perception of the army, which is a process of establishing a positive image.

"Did you ask General Zhang to whip the whip?"

Zhu Biao asked Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao shook his head and said, "No, this is what General Zhang thought he should do, otherwise it would not be enough to show his attitude."

Su Jing nodded and said: "That's okay, at least the upper beam is upright, we're leaving, this should never happen again."

It is normal to have a few crooked melons and cracked dates among the soldiers, but if there is something wrong with the soldiers above, then this matter will be difficult to deal with.

"Master Su, how else can we handle this matter?"

Zhu Biao asked.

Su Jing said: "I said better is just icing on the cake. So far, you have done a good job."

"Actually, this matter can be linked with Minbao and published in Minbao."

"Although things are small, they can achieve a very good publicity effect. At the same time, because it is a real event, the details can be more real, and people can trust it more after watching it."

It was published in the newspaper.

Zhu Biao was startled by Su Jing's thoughts. Thinking about it carefully, this matter was originally just an event in Jiaxiang County.

After being published in the People's Daily, the scope of influence immediately expanded.

In this way, a positive image of the army can also be established.

The most important thing is that this matter is true and can withstand investigation.

"Indeed, what Master Su said is reasonable, the students will remember it."

Zhu Biao said immediately.

Su Jing smiled and said: "Let's expand, the territory of Ming Dynasty is vast, and many things happen every day, and some things are only limited to certain small places."

"Wouldn't it be interesting if there were dedicated people to find and record these things, and then publish them in the People's Daily?"

What Su Jing is talking about now is a journalist.

Although for the current Daming, the reporter seems to be a bit too advanced.

However, this is teaching Zhu Biao, it doesn't matter.

"Specially recorded and published in the People's Daily."

Zhu Biao murmured and repeated Su Jing's words, thinking carefully about what Su Jing said.

"Isn't this the know-it-all that exists everywhere?"

Zhu Biao said suddenly.

In ancient times, the dissemination of information was not as fast as in modern times.

Therefore, in one place, there will always be some people who specialize in inquiring about news.

These people know about some big and small things around them, and a lot of news is also spread through them.

"Well, you're right about that."

Su Jing nodded and said: "But the people I mentioned who discovered the records should be called reporters, they are the recorders."

"Although the target they recorded is not the emperor, but some ordinary things, some ordinary people."

History books are written by the victors, but if there are newspapers and journalists, many things can be confirmed.

Su Jing is still looking forward to the emergence of reporters and real news in Daming.

In this way, future generations' understanding of Daming should be more detailed and true.

"Reporter, what a wonderful title."

Zhu Biao nodded seriously.

"Unfortunately, this is just my imagination, and it is almost impossible to realize it."

Su Jing shook her head slightly.

News reporters are not a product of this era.

Really, this stuff is so hard.

"Master Su, why is it not possible? The students think that Master Su's idea is very good. If you want to do it, you can do it with your best efforts."

Zhu Biao asked puzzledly.

From what he heard, Su Jing, a journalist, had a very unique idea.

For Daming, it is also quite beneficial.

Just wait for him to go back, no, just write the letter on the road as before, and send it back by Gong Weilang arranged by the local Zhu Yuanzhang.

Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao and said, "Niu Yi, in fact, the reporter I'm talking about already had a similar existence as early as the Zhou Dynasty, do you know?"

There were reporters in Zhou Dynasty?
Zhu Biao obviously didn't expect it, his face was full of bewilderment.

Reporter, this is the first time he has heard of it.

"Didn't I just say that reporters don't specialize in recording the emperor, so what is the name of the official who specially recorded the emperor before?"

Su Jing reminded.

"Living man!"

Zhu Biao immediately reacted, looked at Su Jing and continued: "The Zhou Dynasty is the history of the left and the history of the right, which specially records the words and deeds of the emperor, called "Daily Notes."

"Not bad!"

Su Jing nodded.

Zhu Biao's historical reserve is still very strong, as long as he clicks a little, he immediately remembers it.

"This "Notes on Daily Life" records the most authentic words and deeds of the emperor. In fact, it can be understood as a royal reporter, but you will find that very few "Notes on Daily Life" have been handed down, and almost none of them have been handed down."

Su Jing said lightly.

He also knew something about "Life Notes" because he visited the museum in his previous life.

Most of the "Liuju Zhu" have been lost, and the only one that is relatively complete is Ming Shenzong's "Wanli Qiju Zhu", but Ming Shenzong has not yet been born.

Zhu Biao thought for a while, and searched in his mind for a long time, but he really couldn't find the memory of "Ziju Zhu".

"Master Su, why is this? "Daily Notes" has been around for a long time, why hasn't it been handed down?"

Zhu Biao asked suspiciously.

Isn't this thing just a record?

So many classics in history have been handed down, why can't only one "Liuju Zhu" be handed down.

"Niu Yi, you shouldn't be doing this. Isn't this something you can understand just by thinking about it?"

Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao, a little dissatisfied with Zhu Biao's doubts.

For such a simple matter, Zhu Biao had to ask himself, it really shouldn't be.

Zhu Biao was taken aback for a moment, and then replaced himself in the role of the emperor.

He took the role of the emperor as the prince, which was very natural and harmonious.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't quite understand.

"Master Su, the students still don't quite understand."

Zhu Biao shook his head and said.

Su Jing said: "What is the duty of "Daily Notes"?"

Zhu Biao replied: "Record the emperor's words and deeds, prevent mistakes, and serve as a warning for future emperors."

"This is unbelievable. How many emperors can guarantee that their words and deeds are always correct? For example, Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin with a yellow robe, how do you think the "Life Notes" will record it?"

Su Jing said indifferently: "Most emperors don't want the "Daily Life Notes" to be handed down, it's just passed down within the royal family itself."

"And once there is a war, these things will most likely be destroyed."

"Although we have the position of living man in the Ming Dynasty, it is already in name only. The emperor has supreme power and will not allow a person to record his words and deeds at will."

After all, no one is perfect.

"Daily Notes" counts as history. As the victor, the emperor will not allow the real history to spread.

Listening to Su Jing's description, Zhu Biao was silent.

He originally thought that a talented founder like his father would not be too opposed to such things as "Liuju Zhu".

After all, in my father's life, even if it is a descendant, who can criticize him?

But Su Jing said that Daming's living man is already in name only, he thought about it, it really is.

The living man wanted to record the emperor's words and deeds. If he wanted to keep the truth, he had to be inseparable from the emperor.

In the imperial palace, the living area where Lang can move is very small.

It is not an exaggeration for Su Jing to say that it exists in name only.

"The students understand, but the students are still puzzled. The "Daily Notes" is the words and deeds of the emperor, and it is difficult to spread. This reporter only records the affairs of the common people. Why can't it have it?"

Zhu Biao did not associate Qi Julang with the reporter.

One side is the emperor and the other side is the people.

It cannot be said that ordinary people also have the right to restrict the actions of journalists.

"Niu Yi, what do you think is the most important thing for a reporter?"

Su Jing didn't answer directly, but asked Zhu Biao a question.

"Reporters, the most important thing is to record."

Zhu Biao took it for granted.

Su Jing nodded and said: "That's right, records are actually a kind of history writing, and history books are written by the victors, who can modify the records at will."

"A reporter who cannot record the truth, but is just a tool, is not a reporter."

In Su Jing's heart, the ability to record the truth is called a reporter.

Otherwise, it is just a tool of those in power.

Even in Su Jing's previous life, there were not many who could be regarded as real reporters.

Record real.

Zhu Biao read a sentence silently, and then said: "Master Su, if this standard is followed, there may be no reporters."

Su Jing smiled and said: "Maybe, who knows? It is because of the difficulty that those who choose to do it appear incomparably great."

"In Qi Taishi Jian, in Jin Donghu's pen."

(End of this chapter)