My Ming Dynasty, I have the final say

Chapter 215 Beijing News is on sale

The postman took the military report and went straight to the Ministry of War. As soon as he entered the gate of the Ministry of War, he shouted loudly.

"Good news, Xiong Jinggong ordered Jiang Bi, Hou Shilu, You Shigong, and Zhu Wanliang to recapture Tieling!"

"Translate quickly."

Alarmed by the postman's voice, Huang Kezhan walked out of the squad room and spoke to the clerk who was responsible for translating military reports.

"Yes!"

The document had been prepared for a long time. After checking the seal of the military report, it was translated in full swing.

Since the Battle of Sarhu, Nurhaci was tricked by fabricating detailed military reports, and the Ming court and the Liaodong military began to pay more attention to the fact that military reports must be encrypted.

Especially Xiong Tingbi, he didn't want another Liu Wei incident to happen and make it impossible to achieve his strategic goals.

Not long after, Xiong Tingbi's military report on the recovery of Tieling was translated.

Looking at the translation in his hand, Huang Kezhan paced back and forth excitedly in the courtyard of the Ministry of War Yamen.

"Okay, okay, Tieling is restored. If you advance, you can encircle and suppress the slaves, and if you retreat, you can contain the Mongols. Xiong Tingbi is really good at it."

"Moreover, since the Inner Khalkha tribes have not invaded, the border can continue to be stable, creating opportunities for the annihilation of the slaves."

After sighing for a while, Huang Kezhan focused his attention on the military newspaper again, and then he had a doubt.

"But why are the numbers of gunpowder and cannon explosions so huge..."

Looking at the last item of material consumption, Huang Kezhan was a little confused.

Fifty thousand kilograms of gunpowder was consumed, and one hundred and thirty-seven cannons were exploded.

Where are you leading the army to eat gunpowder and artillery?

"Tieling City...is it still there?"

After looking at this number and thinking for a while, Huang Kezhan finally knew how Xiong Tingbi captured Tieling City.

He patted the military newspaper in his hand. After thinking for a while, Huang Kezhan made up his mind.

"Take two copies of the General's newspaper, send one to Xiyuan and one to the cabinet."

"Yes!"

When the military report was delivered to the emperor Zhu Youxiao, it was already noon.

After waking up from his nap, he took the military newspaper from Liu Shimin's hand, opened it, looked at it, and put it aside.

"Let the Ministry of War verify it and formulate a reward."

"My slave takes orders."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shimin bowed and ordered the young eunuch to deliver the order.

Tieling was recovered, was it an accident?

No surprise at all.

Since Xiong Tingbi arrived in Liaodong, 70,000 to 80,000 guest troops from various places have arrived in Liaodong.

After nearly two years of integration, the rear is desperately trying to transport supplies to the front.

The central court did not press for a fight, and the coach was capable.

If he can't win this battle, then he, the emperor, will have no choice but to go to the front line to stabilize morale and the people's morale.

"Beijing, there is no news about the new Zuodu Censor?"

As a result, Zhu Youxiao looked at Liu Shimin and asked after wiping his face with the towel handed over by the palace maid.

"These days, although Wei Zhongxian is watching those people moving bricks in Nanhaizi, he has not missed anything about Dongchang."

After hearing this, Liu Shimin thought for a while and said.

"According to his report."

"Officers did not detect any movement."

"But it is said that scholars in Beijing often gather together to discuss this matter."

"Scholar...discussing politics?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao raised his eyebrows a few times.

No matter when, there are keyboard politicians in the world.

"Don't worry, they can discuss it if they like."

After thinking for a while with his neck tilted, Zhu Youxiao waved his hand.

Something went wrong and it was all over the place.

It just so happened that Liaodong lacked some educated people to teach those barbarians what benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust are.

"..."

Seeing the emperor's indifferent expression, Liu Shimin was a little confused.

Scholars' discussion of politics was the beginning of the formation of the power of the imperial court.

How many people rose to power or fell from power began with scholars discussing politics, forming a general trend and forcing the emperor to make a choice.

Or, suppress it forcefully.

Or, choose to compromise.

Now it is obvious that a new trend is forming. Why does the emperor choose to ignore it?

Is it possible that you don’t understand?

Thinking of what the emperor did on a daily basis, Liu Shimin shook his head.

That means the emperor has other plans.

Thinking of this, Liu Shimin lowered his head and pretended not to think about it.

News from the capital has never been hidden from anyone.

Just when the emperor saw Xiong Tingbi's military report, Renshoufang, next door to Longfu Temple.

This is the yamen of the Xuanzheng Secretary.

At this time, Hong Chengchou, Secretary of the Xuanzheng Secretary, was basking in the afternoon sun and reading today's Di newspaper.

Since the launch of Beijing News, Di Bao has also changed its layout.

There are eight big characters printed on the top of the Di newspaper, which state that court affairs are confidential and are forbidden to be spread to outsiders. These eight characters were written by the emperor himself.

Although the handwriting is not very beautiful, the emperor's inscription shows the emperor's intention.

Red-headed documents, don’t let me carry them around and pass them around.

"Zhang Wenda became an official, and with His Majesty's approval, he ordered the six ministries to recommend a new censor of Zuodu."

Hong Chengchou frowned as he read the description of the personnel changes in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Having been in Beijing for several months, Hong Chengchou had a preliminary understanding of how deep the water in the capital was.

The official positions in the court, especially the positions of the chief officer of the six bureaus and nine temples and the second officer, can be described as a carrot and a pit.

According to the unspoken rules during the Wanli period, all parties reached a balance and recommended candidates for the position.

But since the current Emperor Tianqi came to power, officials of fourth rank and above are basically appointed by the emperor alone.

On the rare occasions when officials were recommended by courtiers, they were only recommended by relevant yamen chief officials, and the emperor selected them based on their past experiences.

This time, it was recommended by six departments. This was the first time for such a large-scale selection.

Although Hong Chengchou has only entered officialdom for a few years, his nature as a political speculator has begun to awaken.

Instinctively, Hong Chengchou felt that there was something wrong with the emperor asking the six ministries to recommend candidates this time.

At this moment, a burst of noise interrupted Hong Chengchou's meditation.

"Stand in line, don't be crowded, each store will report its name first, pay the money and get the receipt, then go to the next door to receive the receipt."

There is a table at the gate of the Xuanzheng Department, and the clerks of the Xuanzheng Department are registering, collecting money, and issuing receipts.

Then, the person who paid the money took the note to the backyard to collect the newspaper.

A pack of one hundred copies cost two taels of silver, which equals two cents for a newspaper.

The industrial level of the Ming Dynasty was quite developed. Even at this price, the Xuanzheng Secretary still made a profit.

There are also regulations on how much these people can sell newspapers for.

A portion in Jingzhong cannot exceed five cents, and the gross profit is three cents.

As for whether someone will take the imperial newspaper and reprint it.

People in the capital won't do this, there's something wrong with their brains.

An edition of the Beijing News is published on the tenth, twentieth and thirty of each month. The engravings are printed on a large scale. The quantity is sufficient, but not enough for you to print on site.

The Xuanzheng Secretary estimated that as long as there was no shortage of paper, 100,000 copies could be printed in half a day.

And if you use a scribe, the cost of one copy can make you explode.

Printing with movable type, the quality cannot be guaranteed.

As for the use of engravings, just like the imperial court. . .

Engraving doesn't take time. Once the engraving is finished, the next issue of the morning newspaper will be out. The Xuanzheng Secretary had engraving masters supported by the Sanjing Factory and the paper mills of the Ministry of Internal Affairs as its backing. It used a trust industry chain to force others to have no way to get involved.

But outside Beijing, thank you, I can’t control it.

As for the people's acceptance of the Beijing News published by the imperial court, there is no need to doubt it.

News and newspapers existed as early as the Tang Dynasty.

The peak period of development was in the Song Dynasty. At that time, the fancy tabloids run by the powerful men in Kaifeng City often compiled the secret history of the emperor's court and spread gossip news about the imperial period.

I'm not afraid of losing my head at all.

In the fourth year of Emperor Huizong's reign in the Song Dynasty (1110), these people started a big job.

Taking advantage of the great public resentment against Cai Jing, in order to cater to the people's psychological expectations and to satisfy their own political needs.

The tabloid pretended to be Song Huizong Zhao Ji and published an edict denigrating Cai Jing.

It is said that Cai Jing is: blind but strong in sight, deaf in ears but strong in listening, acting cunningly in public, acting in a flattering manner, unkind inside and outside, and without discipline at all levels.

In addition, it was also said that Cai Jing and his accomplices had been severely dealt with by the emperor. Cai Jing was forced to appear in public in Kaifeng many times, and only then did the people of Kaifeng believe that he had not let Song Huizong handle it.

But in the end, even with Cai Jing's energy in Kaifeng, he still couldn't figure out who was responsible for this thing.

By the end of the Ming Dynasty, this method was pulled out again.

The most classic case is that Chen Xinjia's servant leaked the news of peace negotiations with Hou Jin, which became known throughout the city.

Going further, Yang Lian wrote a letter to impeach Wei Zhongxian for the twenty-four crimes, which was sought after by scholars all over the city.

Newspapers are an artifact of creating momentum.

All we can say is that there is nothing new under the sun.

"Bring me ten packets, this is silver."

Liu Dingyu took out twenty silver coins from his sleeve and said to the secretary of Xuanzheng Secretary.

"okay."

The clerk counted the silver coins one by one, wrote a receipt for ten packs of newspapers and handed it to the other party.

After taking the receipt, Liu Dingyu turned around and left without any intention of staying.

Time is money, my friend.

Especially for a big customer like him.

The Beijing News he bought was not sold in the capital, but was transported to several surrounding prefectures by special personnel for sale. A copy of it was ten cents, and he made a profit of eight cents.

"This money is really easy to make."

Seeing the person who bought ten packs that time walk away, Hong Chengchou couldn't help but shake his head.

He is a person who has been doing business in the streets and alleys, and he is very clear about the dealings in these streets and alleys.

For the Beijing News, even if they expanded the production scale several times, they were never enough.

"However, the news that the imperial court is going to kill three more corrupt officials will probably make the people in the capital happy for a while."

Thinking of the information in this Beijing News about the three corrupt officials that Jinyiwei had completed investigating, Hong Chengchou shook his head and walked back.

There was nothing wrong with the release of this issue of Jing Report, so he didn't need to keep an eye on it.

"Your Majesty asked the six ministries to recommend the censor of Zuodu. What does it mean?"

After all, it was because he had spent little time in the capital and did not have enough understanding of the struggle between imperial power and ministerial power.

Hong Chengchou thought about this issue for a long time, but he didn't think clearly.

At the same time, with the sale of Chao Bao, officials of the Xuanzheng Department also began periodic work.

Beat gongs and drums, and go around the streets to promote the new policies of the imperial court.

And, in bustling places, read the Beijing News to the people.

Five copper coins is certainly not much for a wealthy family.

But for many poor families, especially those who work hard, it is still too expensive. They can barely buy a pound of salt.

These people without shoes on their feet are the ones the emperor needs to unite with.

It is also the focus of the work of the Propaganda Department.

"Last month, the Duzhi Division found three more corrupt officials."

Under the city wall, a specially printed large-character newspaper was posted on the city wall.

In front of the big-character poster, there was a man in silk clothes reading loudly to the people around him.

"The emperor's grandpa has approved that at the end of this month, these three people will be beheaded at Caishikou. Everyone can go and see them then."

"it is good!"

"Good kill!"

"Corrupt officials should be beheaded!"

Upon hearing that the emperor wanted to kill corrupt officials, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd.

After reading to the people around him for a while, the man couldn't bear it anymore and handed the copper trumpet in his hand to another person beside him. He walked to the side, took the kettle handed by his companion and drank.

"Brother Lu, this job is too hard."

Watching him drink water, the other person couldn't help but wonder.

"Pei Lun, why are you complaining?"

"Serving the court and the emperor, you can't bear the hardship. What kind of royal guard do you want to be?"

Hearing this, Lu Jianxing put down the kettle, patted the other party's shoulder and said.

"And be satisfied, at least the salary is enough now."

Yes, the person who read the Beijing News did not have the money to bribe Shangguan and could not inherit the hereditary Lu Jianxing from his ancestors.

However, the current Jin Yiwei does not have this problem.

After the emperor ascended the throne, Xu Xianchun reorganized the Jinyi Guards and moved some of the waste to Enyin Qianhu, resulting in a shortage of manpower.

The Xuanzheng Department, Duzhi Department, Dongchang, Jinyiwei Headquarters, Liaodong and other places are now in urgent need of employees.

As long as you meet the promotion conditions, you will definitely be promoted.

But where you go is not up to you.

Lu Jianxing is such a chestnut.

I was originally promoted to a hundred households, but I was lucky enough to work as an errand in Dongchang.

Then, because when Nanhaizi was supervising the brick removal, he was too dull and too lenient to the prisoners, which Wei Zhongxian didn't like, so he kicked Jin Yiwei back.

It just so happened that the Jinyiwei side of the Xuanzheng Division was short of people who could walk around the streets, so Lu Jianxing was transferred over.

"Yes."

Hearing this, Pei Lun, who had a chubby face beside him, nodded.

"Since the emperor ascended the throne, life has become easier for our brothers."

If Lu Jianxing was kicked out because of his dullness, then Pei Lun was kicked out because of his gluttony.

This guy was eating roast chicken while Nanhaizi was watching the prisoners moving bricks, and he was eating alone, so Wei Zhongxian caught him.

Then, he and Lu Jianxing were kicked away.

"It's rumored that Jin Yiwei has begun to recruit people. Have you heard about it?"

Pei Lun turned around and looked around, and found that the attention of the people around him was on the person reading the Beijing News. Pei Lun suddenly said quietly.

"Pick someone? Pick who?"

Hearing this, Lu Jianxing frowned.

Although they only got along for a short month, he found that the fat man was a collector of gossip and could know all kinds of news in advance.

"When the Emperor ascended the throne, news came out that Jinyiwei was going to be adapted."

Pei Lun looked around with a stern look and whispered.

"It is said that it has been decided that in addition to the Conglong Camp, the Jinyi Guards will also have three additional battalions: Zhenglian, Qingfeng, and Taotie."

"Integrity, Qingfeng, Taotie?"

Listening to Pei Lun's name, Lu Jianxing frowned.

You can understand the meaning of each word.

But as the name of Jinyiwei Yamen, what does it mean?

(End of this chapter)