I'm not a genius in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 381
As the most important butler of the Wei family, he has always been calm and prudent. How has he ever seen such a gaffe?

Wei Yueqing glanced at the butler in surprise, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it. He glanced up, a few normal court decrees, and down a few pretty good poems. These should not make the butler so fussy. what.

He turned it over and glanced in some confusion, and then he saw the lace news at the bottom of the newspaper that was full of vernacular words.His eyes just glanced at the title, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, his figure swayed, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Shocked, the eldest son of Webster actually picks up his daughter-in-law, and the identity of his grandson is a mystery..."

"Where did this come from?"

The fist in Wei Yueqing's hand was almost bleeding, and he looked at the butler in front of him with red eyes.

"Newsboys sell them in every street—"

The butler glanced at him, subtly concealing the deep disdain in his eyes.

"This newspaper is not small in length, even if it is specially organized for hand-copying, the number is definitely not many. Quick, quick, organize the staff, organize the staff immediately, and take them back at all costs—"

Wei Yueqing suddenly thought of something, gritted his teeth and ordered.After he finished speaking, he found the housekeeper standing there motionless, and he couldn't help roaring sharply.

"Do you want to see my jokes too, why don't you do it!"

But the housekeeper shook his head with a wry smile.

"It's useless, the streets are full of this now, and as far as our people know, there are some newspapers who want to be part of it, and they have flowed out of Chang'an City with the caravan that set off in the morning..."

Hearing the words, Wei Yueqing felt his eyes darken, his throat sweetened, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Finished!

His only thought before falling into a coma was, how is this possible, how could they have so many newspapers!
Just after the morning court, His Majesty Li Er, who had returned to the imperial study, hadn't finished a cup of tea when he saw Li Junxian walking in with a strange expression holding something similar to a residence newspaper.

"Is this the newspaper that Wang Zi'an mentioned?"

Li Shimin glanced at the things in Li Junxian's hands with great interest, and said with a smile.

"Looks like, apart from being a bit bigger than my residence, there's nothing really new about it..."

"Your Majesty, let's see for yourself—"

The look on Li Junxian's face became more and more strange, Li Shimin couldn't help being curious, he stretched out his hand to take it, and glanced at the title first.

Well, the familiar Feibai typeface is really well written!
He couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth, but then he couldn't help but frowned slightly. What about his own seal, this brat didn't get it!

Looking back, I have to beat him hard.

Looking down, Dibao, there is nothing interesting, and below, um, it is a little bit interesting, the poems are pretty good, and the print is still invented by that brat.

Conversely—hey, "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"—

Tsk tsk, although it's nonsense, it's pretty well written, but it's too short to be enjoyable.When I turn back, I will ask someone to press for the manuscript, if I dare not make more changes, I will just give him a few steel knives!

Then, his eyes glanced down, and he was startled for an instant.

that feeling—

Such a serious and high-end newspaper, what the hell are you doing down here.

Looking at this short essay in plain English, Li Shimin couldn't help showing a bit of amusement after being shocked.The thing that Wang Zi'an set up is very skillful to use people's acceptance psychology.For example, when we usually watch entertainment news, we naturally laugh it off. Who can tell whether it is true or not?

But if one day, you find a piece of lace news in the always serious People's Daily, then you will naturally believe it.After Wang Zi'an wrote such a small piece of inconspicuous stuff, anyway, national policies, poems and articles, these majestic things...

"This Wang Zi'an is a monster, right? At such a young age, he can manipulate people's hearts to such an extent!"

Li Shimin couldn't help sighing, and shook his head with regret and relaxation.

"If there are tens of thousands of copies of this kind of thing, then it's okay—"

When he said this, Li Junxian's face became even weirder.

"Your Majesty, it seems that there are more than tens of thousands of copies..."

Li Shimin suddenly remembered the matter of Wang Zi'an's printing textbooks. That bastard invented a woodblock printing technique, and it seems that he can really do this step!
So, he read the vulgar lace news below, and then looked at the headline of the Datang Evening News, wondering whether he should talk to that brat about the seal or not?

"By the way, how is Wechsler doing now?"

Li Shimin struggled for a while, then threw the topic aside, and asked Li Junxian with great interest.

"Master Wei's eldest son vomited blood on the spot and was bedridden. The servants of the Wei family were busy recycling newspapers, but it didn't help much. Now teahouses and wine shops are discussing this matter, and people from the Wei family don't dare to take to the streets anymore. ..."

After hearing this, Li Shimin couldn't help laughing, and shook his head sighing after a long time.

"Young people are awesome, amazing, Wang Zi'an! As soon as this newspaper is published, the world's public opinion is in my hands, and those people from aristocratic families will never want to manipulate public opinion and stir up the world!"

Li Shimin thought for a while, and issued two orders in a deep voice.

"In charge of Baiqisi and Shadow Chasing Wind, 20 people were dispatched from each to settle in Wang Zi'an's printing base to strictly control the outflow of engraving printing technology."

"To the Ministry of Internal Affairs, select ten pieces of the best Shu brocade, and send them to Concubine Wei."

Naturally, someone took the order, and Li Shimin was looking at the newspaper in his hand with great interest, when he suddenly heard a report from someone outside, Wei Zheng, the waiter, asked to see him.He quickly folded the newspaper in his hand, stuffed it into his sleeve, straightened his clothes, and said in a deep voice.

"Please come in."

"Your Majesty, something is wrong. Today, a newspaper called a newspaper suddenly appeared in the city of Chang'an—"

The corner of Li Shimin's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he gave a dry cough.

"It's just a mansion newspaper, what's all the fuss about?"

"Your Majesty, this residence report is different from ordinary residence reports—"

As Wei Zheng said, he took out a newspaper he had just obtained from his arms, put it in front of Li Shimin, pointed to the content on it, and said heartbrokenly.

"Your Majesty, the embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest. The matter of this newspaper must not be taken lightly. Once this newspaper is published, the people of the world will be panicked, and everyone will be in danger. If you don't pay attention to it, the world will be in danger!"

Li Shimin glanced at him and tapped lightly on the table.

"How did I hear that Webster Wei Yueqing and his daughter-in-law are indeed ambiguous?"

Wei Zheng's tone froze immediately, he had indeed heard about this matter, but can this kind of matter be brought to the table?Before he could figure out what was going on, Li Shimin had already said calmly.

"Isn't this newspaper still calling for articles from all over the world? If the scholar-bureaucrats want to regain the position of public opinion, they can submit their own articles. Therefore, the matter will not be as serious as you imagined, so you don't have to worry about it anymore..."

Wei Zheng glanced at Li Shimin who looked calm, his face couldn't help showing a thoughtful look, he rarely persisted, put down the newspaper gently, turned and left.Seeing that Wei Zheng gave up on admonishing just like that, Li Shimin couldn't help showing a look of surprise, and muttered to himself.

"Could it be that this old stubborn Wei Zheng has seen something? When did he become so sensible? It's really weird—"

(End of this chapter)