Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

"I'm sorry! Sir Fang!"

"I'm sorry! Sir Fang!"

As Fang Zheng walked out of the prison, the area outside the North Garrison Fusi was filled with shouts.

Walking into the courtyard, six people were running, drenched in sweat, all shouting, "Sorry, Sir Fang."

Ren Hua, the leader, had a bruised and swollen face, while Zhang Biao stood in the center with his arms crossed, staring at him.

It seemed like a beating had taken place, and Ren Hua appeared to be the leader of this small group of six.

The others, seeing their leader lose face, naturally couldn't let him shout alone, so they all joined in.

Fang Zheng leaned against the door frame with a smile, listening to them shout. Ren Hua's voice was already a bit hoarse as he looked at Fang Zheng as if pleading for help.

After they ran two more laps, Fang Zheng finally spoke, "Alright, let's stop the shouting. How many laps have you run?"

"Eighty-nine laps," Zhang Biao said.

"Hmm, only eighty-nine laps and you're already giving up? How can you handle errands for the Embroidered Uniform Guard with such stamina? Keep running! Run a full two hundred laps, and then you can rest!"

"Biao, keep an eye on them. I'm going to the newspaper office. When I get back tonight, remember to find Xiao Tao and have him send some people back to the county to transfer the brothers here to become Embroidered Uniform Guards. Also, send a few lecturers with some teaching materials."

Zhang Biao scratched his head and asked, "What kind of teaching materials?"

"Things about codes of conduct and moral ideology," Fang Zheng said.

Taoyuan County had compiled many teaching materials. To ensure the county residents united and worked hard, broke free from ideological constraints, and loved the county and their homes, Fang Zheng personally oversaw these key projects!

These writings were originally personally written by Fang Zheng a long time ago to rectify the officialdom within the county. They were continuously revised based on the actual situation, taking two years to complete!

They cultivated many excellent management personnel for the Taoyuan County government.

These were all precious memories from his previous life.

The moral ideology in the books was naturally Fang Zheng's moral ideology, and the codes of conduct were also Fang Zheng's codes of conduct, with some fragments of textbooks mixed in at the end.

This kind of crooked and heretical modified version would definitely be criticized in modern times.

But placed in Da Jing... Master Fang's general knowledge level and universal values could still crush a large number of people...

It was still early, and since the Embroidered Uniform Guard's manpower was not yet complete, there wasn't much to do.

The top priority should be the newspaper office. The newspaper office was currently experiencing unrest, which was obviously a problem, and recruiting Embroidered Uniform Guard members also required the help of the newspaper office.

The management was personally selected by the Emperor, so the grassroots level of those handling affairs would naturally be handed over to Fang Zheng.

Selecting commoners with clean backgrounds and good foundations, probably no organization in the entire capital could do better than the newspaper office.

After all, they went through the streets and alleys every day, understanding the interesting things of the people.

The distance from the North Garrison Fusi to Banshan坊 was not short.

When Fang Zheng arrived at the newspaper office, his expression instantly became stunned.

The original cubicles had been demolished. Instead, it had been replaced with an entire open space, with rows of long tables and a higher density of chairs.

It looked like a school classroom.

It seemed that another small building next door had been acquired, and the two buildings were connected, making the space much larger.

Many reporters were still busy, holding thick stacks of newly collected news, walking back and forth.

This decoration scene was only missing rows of computers and fluorescent lights!

The only thing that hadn't changed was the chicken-blood slogans he had left on the wall, such as "Wolfish Team," "Sprinkle the Youth," and the like....

The prototype of a corporate slave hell had already begun to appear, and a sense of home welled up in Fang Zheng's heart.

Because there were many new faces, and no one recognized Fang Zheng, no one greeted him, and they were all busy with their own affairs.

Fang Zheng quietly turned around and found that Xie Xian's exclusive room was still there, so he directly pushed the door open and entered.

Inside the room, Li Yuanzhao, Shen Yi, and Xie Xian were all inside.

Seeing Fang Zheng come, Shen Yi and Xie Xian hurriedly greeted him.

Li Yuanzhao grinned and said, "Lao Fang, you've finally come. If you hadn't come, I would have thought you weren't going to manage the newspaper office anymore. Where did you go this morning?"

Fang Zheng got straight to the point: "Your Highness, why has the newspaper office become like this?"

Li Yuanzhao tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Oh, wasn't it because we recruited too many people? So we had to redecorate it a bit and make them squeeze together."

"Do you still remember that we originally bought a big house for the reporters? The one with mountains and lakes. It's a bit far from the printing workshop, and no one wanted to go, so I bought the house and acquired a small building next to it and connected them."

"Now it's no problem to squeeze in a thousand or eight hundred people!"

Fang Zheng was shocked: "Then the cafeteria can't fit either!"

"Yes, so Shen Yi suggested charging for the cafeteria. As soon as they heard they had to pay, fewer people came, and now it's enough!" Li Yuanzhao said casually: "Lao Fang, you don't know, the new reporters are very lazy. They go to the library as soon as they get off work. They're completely coming for our library. We're currently studying charging for the library. What do you say we should do?"

"What should we do? Aren't you messing around, Your Highness! Outside, everyone is saying that our newspaper office is making a lot of money every day, but the reporters are living like dogs!" Fang Zheng jumped up and down in anger, "Doesn't this indirectly mean that I'm abusing reporters? My reputation is ruined!"

Fang Zheng's teeth itched with hatred!

Shen Yi, this scab! He actually betrayed his fellow workers. Also, the Crown Prince only knows how to charge fees and doesn't know how to handle the aftermath. Isn't this just waiting to be scolded?

Li Yuanzhao didn't care: "Don't I have a share too? Lao Fang, you've come at the right time. It's all the new reporters who are talking nonsense outside, saying in private that we're doing false advertising."

"If they didn't just eat and not work, where would the false advertising come from?"

You have a share too, but who dares to scold you? The blame is all on my head!

Fang Zheng walked to the three of them with a face full of resentment, looked at Shen Yi, and cupped his hands: "Congratulations, Scholar Shen."

Shen Yi saw that he was in a bad mood and cupped his hands somewhat restrainedly: "Thank you for your concern, Sir Fang."

"Yes, I heard Your Highness talking about your affairs. Whether you stay in the capital or go to an outside post, I have a good place here. After I arrange things below, let's chat separately."

After saying that, Fang Zheng looked at Li Yuanzhao and said, "Your Highness, you can't mess around like this."

"The more you start with money, the more those new reporters will value money. What does our newspaper office do? It's to serve the people!"

"These people haven't even become officials yet, and they're already burying themselves in money. How will they speak up for the people in the future?"

"Next time you mention wages and overtime, you have to start with values and regularly give them... cultivate their sentiments!"

Li Yuanzhao opened his mouth, blinking his eyes: "I don't understand... Lao Fang, you left too hastily, and I haven't learned it yet."

Fang Zheng turned around, opened the door, and pointed to the wall outside: "What's so difficult about this? It's all written on the wall. Look."

Li Yuanzhao fixed his eyes on the wall.

[Based on the job, speak dedication, dare to take responsibility than to act!]

[Dedication....]

Fang Zheng's voice continued to come: "They are scholars, how can they be full of copper smell? I don't agree! Shen Yi, gather everyone together later, and this official will meet them and personally give them a public lesson on values!"

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