The Jin army besieged the city, and the Song emperor’s daughter died

Chapter 95 Vulgar Writing
Zhao Fujin said that commercialization will inevitably lead to advertising. Advertising is essentially supply and demand information. When it came to the specific advertising value, his mouth went dry, but Qin Hui looked confused and seemed to understand.

In the end, it was only with Zhao Fujin's guarantee that Qin Hui agreed to use the money to expand the publication of the tabloid.

Before leaving, Qin Hui seemed to have thought of something again and hesitated: "Official, there is something I don't know whether I should talk about?"

Zhao Fujin didn't want to say a word at this time, he just looked at him and nodded.

Qin Hui spoke for a moment: "In the official family, some people are quite dissatisfied with the articles published in the tabloids. Some even say that the articles published in the tabloids are promoting martial arts and violate the laws of our ancestors."

Zhao Fujin understood that this ancestral method was about emphasizing culture and suppressing military force.

If you want to completely change this outdated ancestral method, you can't act too hastily, you can only do it in a subtle way and slowly.

Therefore, the necessity of the existence and development of tabloids is self-evident.

"I know."

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I thought it was just a rumor from a small group of people, but within a few days, Li Bangyan and Li Gang came with a stack of folding papers.

"Guan Jia, do you still remember Chen Dong?"

Zhao Fujin had a headache when he heard this, and said indifferently: "I'll tell you if I need anything!"

Li Bangyan put the note on the imperial case: "These are all ministers' letters to impeach Chen Dong."

Zhao Fujin casually flipped through several pamphlets, all of which impeached the tabloid run by Chen Dong for promoting martial arts and violating the ancestral legal system. He begged the court to shut down the tabloid. Even Zhong Shidao wrote a letter of impeachment.

"What do you think?"

Zhao Fujin threw away the folder in his hand and looked at the two of them.

Of course, Li Bangyan would not be the first to speak. He scolded Li Gang: "Prime Minister Li, the officials are asking you."

Li Gang bowed: "Martial arts cannot last forever, but I don't think there is any need to shut down. I just need to tell him not to talk about martial arts anymore."

Zhao Fujin did not express his position, but flipped through a few more folding papers without raising his eyebrows: "Li Bangyan, what do you think?"

Li Bangyan knew that the officials valued Chen Dong, and not long after he ascended the throne, he appointed Chen Dong as an official, so he did not attack Chen Dong directly, but took out a few tabloids from his arms and said with a smile: "Guan, you Have you read these tabloids?”

As he spoke, he handed the tabloid to Zhao Fujin.

Seeing Zhao Fujin looking at it casually with no expression on his face, Li Bangyan said: "Officials, I think that Chen Dong did nothing wrong in founding the tabloid. Even if he did, it was just because the censorship was not strict, and some contributors took advantage of the loopholes."

"Oh?"

"Officials, please read this article. It says that Zhao Chongba used his body to block the Xixia archery tower... Isn't this nonsense? The archery tower is empty on all sides and is about two feet high. How can it be blocked?"

"Guardian, please read this article again. He helps Aunt Wang to repair the pig pen, and helps Sister-in-law of the Li family to catch thieves. Just leave no name. I also want to emphasize that he is a member of the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty. I was amused."

"And this one..."

As Li Bangyan spoke, he carefully observed Zhao Fujin's expression.

Seeing Zhao Fujin's face darken, Li Bangyan thought to himself: "The officials probably won't like this article either."

"So I agree with Prime Minister Li. There is no need to shut down the tabloid and accuse Chen Dong, but..." Li Bangyan emphasized: "That newspaper salesman must be found. What a mess he writes!"

After speaking indignantly, Li Bangyan looked at Li Gang: "Prime Minister Li, do you think this is right?"

Li Gang cleared his throat: "We are talking about the issue of the prohibition of martial arts. We don't need to talk about these articles one by one. However, what Li Xianggong said is not bad. These articles written by this newspaper seller, It's really a bit of a joke." "Bang!"

Zhao Fujin's face was red, he slapped the tabloid in his hand on the imperial case, and stared at the two people without saying a word.

Li Gang and Li Bangyan looked at each other, completely confused as to why Zhao Fujin was angry.

Zhao Fujin cursed in his heart, these two old guys actually laughed at his article.

She scolded her mother, but after careful consideration, she still made a compromise.

The situation at this time was that foreign troubles outweighed domestic troubles. She did not want to have a debate about whether the ancestral laws were still applicable or not at this juncture. Even if the argument was clear now, even if this basic national policy was abolished now, it would not be enough to resist the Jin Kingdom's southern invasion. It won't have any substantive effect.

After all, after hundreds of years of emphasizing culture and suppressing military power, nothing can be changed overnight.

Zhao Fujin let out a long breath: "That's it. According to what the two prime ministers said, Chen Dongmo is ordered to stop talking about martial arts. As for the tabloid press, it's not illegal, so let him go."

Zhao Fujin thought to himself, keep the tabloid for now, let it have a greater influence, and it will eventually bear fruit in the future.

"Then the officials, do you still want to investigate the newspaper guy?"

Zhao Fujin chuckled: "Check! I'll give you ten days. If you can't find this person, I want your head!"

Li Bangyan accepted the order and was full of confidence to investigate the poor literati in Kaifeng City. Isn't this simple?
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On the day Chen Dong was reprimanded, money from the Banking Department was also delivered.

A full ten thousand guan!

Chen Dong used the money to first acquire the old site of the Liao embassy, ​​and then purchased dozens of movable type printing machines. After hiring enough manpower, the problem came: since he could no longer publish those soldiers as he had done some time ago. As for the general matter, what should be published?

While I was thinking about it, the palace chamberlain came and said, "Ms. Chen, the officials asked me to send you a few sample articles for you to think about. This is how you will write your future tabloids."

Chen Dong happily took it and couldn't wait to look through it. After a few glances, he felt numb all over.

"Shock!"Drunk Man Kills Tigers with Two Fists": It tells the story of a group of people on Jingyanggang who drunkenly went up the mountain to kill tigers for the sake of the people.

"Look sideways!""Whose sister-in-law loves her brother-in-law": It tells the story of a beautiful woman in Yanggu County who was attracted by her brother-in-law's love and hatred.

"Alas!"The Slutty Prime Minister Goes to a Brothel": It tells about the things that a husband-in-law in Kaifeng City had to say to a woman from a brothel.

Chen Dong lamented in his heart: "I think that I, a great imperial concubine, have been studying poetry and books for decades, and now I am writing such...such...vulgar articles!"

The chamberlain said again: "The officials also said, what happened to these articles? What happened? They are not official documents of the imperial court, nor are they literary and poetry meetings. You Chen Dong said these articles are not good to read, but the people in the market like to read them. You Chen Dong Who do you think you are?"

Chen Dong was speechless and bowed to thank him: "It's just about Mr. Li... Are you really not afraid that Mr. Li will come to question you?"

The chamberlain pinched the orchid and smiled and said: "The official knew you were going to ask this. Come on, put your ears over."

I don't know what the chamberlain whispered in Chen Dong's ear, but I could only see Chen Dong's expression changing from heavy to shocked, and finally burst out laughing: "Why do officials do this?"

The chamberlain glanced at him sideways: "We can't guess what the officials are thinking. Mr. Chen just needs to do as he is told."

　I wrote according to the outline until yesterday. The readers were dissatisfied and said that I wrote too much about Yue Fei.

　　So I could only temporarily change the outline, add a scene, and force the perspective back to Kaifeng City, hoping to connect with the subsequent outline plot. I was very dissatisfied with these two chapters, but I didn't have time to change them. In order to connect the plot, I also That's all I can do, please forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)