Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Fang Zheng hurriedly stopped Li Yuanzhao: "Your Highness, this definitely won't work!"

"The wooden board is thick and hard, the Emperor will notice it at a glance if it hits you."

"Listen to me, don't prepare anything."

"The Emperor already knows what you've been doing in the city and is extremely pleased!"

"He's just annoyed that you misused the imperial decree, but because of that misuse, look, you've earned the Emperor a wave of respect."

"Come back to the Brothel with me, and be honest! If the Emperor can't find you, he might get even angrier."

"Don't worry, at most he'll just scold you lightly. When the Emperor looks for you, just be honest and trust me, you can't go wrong!"

Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise: "Really! You're not lying to me?"

"I never lie!"

..........

That night, Emperor Jing slept for an afternoon and woke up in the evening feeling refreshed.

After drinking a cup of tea, he immediately summoned Fang Zheng and said: "Where is that rebellious son? Take me to him."

Fang Zheng obediently led Emperor Jing to the door of Li Yuanzhao's room.

At the door, Emperor Jing didn't rush to push it open.

Instead, he turned to Fang Zheng and asked: "Fang Qing, do you think I should reward him or beat him?"

"This... it's all up to Your Majesty."

Fang Zheng couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He's your son, you can do whatever you want, why ask me about this?

"Guo Banban, bring the spear."

Crap!

Fang Zheng was immediately startled into a cold sweat and quickly stopped Emperor Jing.

This is his own son! Using a spear to hit his son... this is trying to kill him!

Fortunately, I was prepared!

"Your Majesty! Don't be impulsive! This room is too small, you can't use the spear here."

"I've prepared something for you!"

As he spoke, he pulled a long and thick rattan from his clothes as if by magic.

It would be more accurate to call it a stick rather than a rattan.

Emperor Jing took the rattan and smiled: "If that rebellious son was half as sensible as you, I wouldn't have to worry so much."

He said, taking the rattan and waving it a few times, showing a satisfied expression, before pushing open the door and entering the room.

Before long, screams began to come from the room.

Fang Zheng and Guo Tianyang were lying at the door, listening carefully.

Guo Tianyang couldn't help but say: "Good brother, you're really something. Aren't you afraid the Prince will find out?"

Fang Zheng gave a wicked smile.

What do you know! That stick was custom-made by Lao Qi in advance, and he added some shock-absorbing design.

It just looks thick, it shouldn't hurt to hit someone.

The Prince is screaming so miserably, tsk tsk, his acting skills are really on point!

The next morning, a group of ministers accompanied Emperor Jing at breakfast in the main hall.

The table was only filled with ordinary food, such as plain porridge and side dishes. A little better, they ordered some mutton buns to be steamed.

Those extravagant protected animals had naturally disappeared.

After all, the Emperor was here, they couldn't let him eat well.

Li Yuanzhao limped down from upstairs.

The ministers saluted, then Li Yuanzhao approached Fang Zheng and whispered: "Didn't you say I wouldn't be beaten!"

"But fortunately... I was only beaten up, Father should have calmed down."

Fang Zheng shrugged.

You were able to get through it so easily because of me, right?

"Your Highness, please sit down and have something to eat first."

"No, I can't sit yet."

"? ? ?"

Fang Zheng looked at Li Yuanzhao in confusion.

He saw Li Yuanzhao's face turn slightly red, and he said with an embarrassed smile: "My butt hurts, I was beaten all over the butt."

Hiss... it couldn't be that bad, could it? Could a special stick beat him up like this?

Fang Zheng was full of doubts, then picked up two large meat buns and handed them to Li Yuanzhao.

Emperor Jing quietly watched the two of them talk, and suddenly said: "Fang Qing, there shouldn't be anything else here, right?"

"Your Majesty, there are only some details that need to be dealt with, but there are no major issues."

Emperor Jing nodded: "Very good. This time I've brought people to replace you."

"However... I thought about it last night. Since you're so capable, it's not impossible to stay here."

"No!"

"I can't!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, and Emperor Jing glared fiercely at Li Yuanzhao. He said: "Alright, since you're unwilling, then go back to the capital with me."

Fang Zheng smiled happily upon hearing this.

Emperor Jing continued: "Originally, I should have let you stay in the local area for a few more years."

"You used the newspaper to make my court a mess, and the officials are dissatisfied."

"But considering your meritorious service in disaster relief, it can be considered offsetting your demerits, and you will be reinstated."

Emperor Jing paused for a moment: "What I didn't expect was that you didn't ask the court for a single tael of silver."

"The advertising method is indeed refreshing to me. Is the effect of advertising that great?"

"Your Majesty, for merchants, nothing is more important than fame."

"Advertising, advertising, is to spread the word widely!"

"If everyone is selling the same product, naturally whoever has the fame will sell better!"

"If the streets and alleys are filled with advertisements for a certain merchant, then this merchant will naturally be able to seize the market opportunity."

Fang Zheng became more and more excited as he spoke.

He said with a beaming face: "Advertising has various forms and a wide range of applications."

"If used well, it can greatly mobilize the people! Your Majesty, think about it, in addition to conventional publicity methods such as signboards and flags, it can also be printed on products."

"Not only can it be printed on products, but advertisements can be placed almost anywhere you can think of, and they can also be printed in books!"

"Think about it, how many books will be printed in the world?"

"Those scholars can also look at advertisements to relieve their fatigue after reading, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"

The ministers at the same table glared at him!

Are you even human? Those are books! You're inserting merchants' advertisements in them?

How can the words of the sages be mixed with the copper smell of merchants?

Isn't it better to go to a brothel to relieve fatigue after reading? Why do you still need to read books!?

Emperor Jing also dismissed it and said lightly: "Forget it, this matter needs to be discussed in the long term."

"If merchants really do what you say and put advertisements everywhere, what will become of the system?"

"The streets of Jianjiang are full of advertisements, today is just an expedient measure, I won't mention it for now."

"In the future, I don't want to see advertisements in books!"

Fang Zheng curled his lips and stopped talking.

Advertising is the best thing in the world. How many great companies and ideas are born from advertising?

Besides, how can you make money without taking advertisements!

It's just that printing technology is not developed now.

When there is technology, I will publish magazines! Hundreds of pages in one book, filled with advertisements, plus some indescribable pictures.

Wouldn't the sales be greatly increased?

"Your Majesty, I am really tired in Jianjiang. After returning to the capital, I want to take a period of rest. I wonder if Your Majesty..."

"Granted."

Emperor Jing directly gave Fang Zheng a vacation, and then said: "I will stay here for a few days."

"Hand over as soon as possible, and then return to the capital with me!"

"I obey!"

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Sorry everyone, I'm late. It's a chapter I owed yesterday. My stomach hurt so badly last night that I really couldn't move. I'll update normally today.