Royal Gold Magistrate

"Go to Jianjiang now, you can do whatever you want."

Fangzheng chuckled: "The minister can rest assured."

"The minister thought that His Majesty would be angry if he sent the report too far this time."

Emperor Jing glanced at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Fang Qing, you really underestimated me. I haven't taken it to heart when you are making trouble."

"What I hate is that you and the prince didn't discuss it with me."

"In the past two years, I have given birth to many people in Dajing'an, and I have also fattened up many people. What you have done is just scratching their heads."

"From the top officials to the common people, they are all my subjects, and I treat them equally."

"On weekdays, everyone pretends to be high-spirited, waiting for me to speak up when encountering problems."

"It's already kind of me not to cut their flesh, Fang Qing, you've done a good job, and those who achieve great things must not care about small things."

"However... the imperial court has lost face this time. From now on, every edition of the newspaper published by the newspaper office must be sent to the palace for review by the emperor, and it can only be published after being approved by the imperial pen."

"The newspaper office can no longer use the prince's name to misbehave. It will be called Banshan Daily in the future."

"As for the money the newspaper gets, I don't care, you and the prince can share it."

"My emperor is wise! I will send someone to do it later."

Fang Zheng smiled.

Sure enough, His Majesty is not relentless when it comes to picking peaches.

For something like a newspaper, the emperor would definitely not let him be in the hands of any of his officials.

This is also expected.

But money... Your Majesty obviously didn't realize the huge profitability hidden in the newspaper!

As for the newspaper changing its name to Emperor Jing, Fang Zhengyi should also change it. The newspaper has not yet started charging advertising fees.

It would be somewhat inappropriate to collect money to sell advertisements under the banner of the prince, and there must be a lot of people who jumped out to oppose it.

Emperor Jing looked at Fangzheng with admiration.

He can do things, make money, and speak beautiful words, but his popularity is so poor.

Not bad!

"One more thing. At the court meeting today, Zhang Shi wrote a letter to me, saying that the ministries of the court should open a new daily newspaper. What do you think?"

Does Zhang Shi still have this kind of operation?There's something about old stuff!

Fangzheng thought for a while, then said: "This is a good thing, it can greatly enhance the influence of the imperial court."

"The government orders issued by His Majesty and the imperial court are issued from the central government. They all have good intentions, but they often go wrong when it comes to the implementation stage."

"Such a government order can reach the people directly, which can reduce many mistakes."

"However, I believe that newspapers should be reviewed by the cabinet, and ministries have no right to directly publish reports, so that His Majesty's will will not be misinterpreted, and government orders can be implemented."

"However, it is obviously inappropriate for the newspapers to be written directly by the various ministries. The minister suggested that another organization should be established to select talents from the grassroots, so that it would be more appropriate."

"Blindly talking about it is tantamount to harming the people."

Fang Zhengyi suddenly paused.

"What's more, the high-efficiency papermaking method is in the hands of His Majesty and the Crown Prince. If other ministries want to distribute newspapers on a large scale, it is absolutely impossible without a new papermaking method."

"Now Banshan Daily, the price of five papers per piece can barely maintain a breakeven."

After hearing this, Emperor Jing only replied indifferently: "Well said, this is the language of a certain country."

Fangzheng couldn't help but slander.

It seems that His Majesty was bullied in court and ran to him to find a sense of approval.

The emperor is not exempt!

If he doesn't say it himself, he will definitely do it.

But this time I brought the papermaking method here by myself, it was really a mistake.

Emperor Jing suddenly rolled up what he had just written on the table, and threw it to Fangzheng.

"Guo Banban, get your sword!"

Guo Tianyang turned around and took out an extremely ornately decorated sword from the cabinet behind him, and walked up to Fang Zhengyi.

"This sword was confiscated from the Qian Kingdom's palace back then, and I love it very much."

"Now it is given to you. You can go to Jianjiang with my imperial decree and you don't have to worry about anything!"

"If the errand is done well, it is naturally a great achievement. If it is not done well, I will not blame you."

Fang Zhengyi took the sword silently and looked it over.

Whoops!The legendary Shangfang sword!The traitorous officials will be cut down, and the top will be cut...

But when he heard that it was the sword of the Qian Dynasty, Fang Zheng hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, can the sword of the Qian Dynasty behead the officials of this dynasty?"

Emperor Jing stared: "What are you talking about! Where is there any courtship! They are all my things!"

"Nothing, you go out!"

"Yes! I also want a hundred stones of Shengshi potatoes from Huangzhuang, and take them to Jianjiang."

Emperor Jing didn't hesitate, and agreed casually.

Then he looked at Fang Zhengyi with a half-smile: "What Shengshi Potato, it's a sweet potato, it's a mouthful."

Fangzheng smiled awkwardly: "Your Majesty is wise!"

"Stop making these fancy intestines in the future, it's extremely boring!"

"The minister bid farewell."

"Wait a minute, what does Master Li have to do with you?"

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Fangzheng returned home with a full load, and wandered around the palace with his sword before slowly returning home.

This wave is not a loss to himself, and there is an imperial decree in exchange for Shangfang's sword.

With two invincible buffs, you can go out and roam around.

After leaving the palace gate, Fang Zhengyi immediately rushed to Banshanfang.

Now it is imperative to arrange everything at hand.

Emperor Jing only gave himself one month to take up the post, and it took only half a month when he was fully prepared, and the remaining half month had to be set aside for his journey.

If there is any accident on the road, it will delay time again.

When he arrived at the Prince Newspaper Office, Li Yuanzhao sat in his seat with a gloomy expression.

Seeing Fangzheng coming, his eyes lit up and he immediately got up to greet him.

Fangzheng pulled up a chair and sat in front of him.

Li Yuanzhao wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Fangzheng didn't say a word, but flipped through the newspaper at hand, checking for typos.

After a long time, Li Yuanzhao spoke first: "Old Fang, are you really leaving?"

"Really, Your Majesty even gave me a sword." After speaking, Fangzheng slapped the sword on the table.

Li Yuanzhao twitched his mouth when he saw it: "I begged my father for this sword for a long time and he didn't give it to me, and now it has fallen into your hands."

"What should I do if you leave?"

Fangzheng sighed: "Your Highness is now managing thousands of people, and he is already able to stand alone. There is no difference between whether the minister is present or not."

"Now there are still many things that His Highness needs to be busy with, and the minister can't intervene."

"I also want to go to Jianjiang, I have no idea if you are not by my side!"

Many new reporters in the newspaper office poked their heads out of the cubicles.

Master Fang is leaving?

The conversation between these two people... Hiss~ It's interesting!

Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, Fangzheng wanted to ease it up: "How about it, I heard that there is a new play in Banshan Square today, and we will watch it tonight, and we will chat while watching."

"Then you don't care about the newspaper? Many sections are written by you."

"Let them work overtime! But the brothers in the newspaper office are really tired recently, and they can't eat or sleep well."

"Ruyun! Ruyun!" Fang Zheng roared twice.

An old lady ran up the stairs in a panic.

"What orders does Master Fang have?"

"From today onwards, at noon, we will add a pot of egg soup to the brothers for the dine-in meal. The thicker the cornstarch, put more vegetables and less eggs. If you eat too much of that thing, you will get angry!"

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