The Reborn Lady is Farming

   Mu Yangling received the submission and said in surprise: "Didn't our Times always solicit papers, why didn't we send it to the newspaper office, but to the palace?"

Zhu Liang coughed lightly and said, "Niang Niang, the manuscripts of the newspaper office have always been written by the adults in the court or the teachers and students in the academy, because there are enough manuscripts to receive them every day, so it is not widely published. Trick it, or else…”

   Otherwise, their newspaper office will not be buried?

   Mu Yangling touched his nose and reacted.

   This era is not the era when writing articles in previous lives required royalties. Literati seeks fame. As long as they can publish articles in the Times, they are willing to pay for it.

   But is Mu Yangling the kind of person who takes advantage of others?

   She handed the manuscript to Zhu Liang and said, "Send it to the newspaper office for them to see. If it is qualified, send it out. By the way, call the manager of the newspaper office. I have something to discuss with him."

  Now more and more people are submitting manuscripts to the newspaper office, and sometimes the emperor will notify the people of the whole country through the newspaper when something important happens.

   Last Lantern Festival, didn’t the emperor just publish an article in the Times about having fun with the people?

   Besides, The Times originally wanted the people of the world to understand the country’s policies and popularize the laws, so as not to be fooled by local corrupt officials, so these alone took up a large amount of space, leaving very little space for others to publish.

   So Mu Yangling planned to open a few more newspapers.

Of course, it can't be too much. Rareness is the most valuable thing. She doesn't want the flood of newspapers to the point where people have no choice. She just added three or four more, one dedicated to serving the world's students, and publishing some articles or political opinions of great Confucians or ministers. , as well as collected poems, various historical views, etc.;

   One is dedicated to serving women all over the world. It talks about how to run the house and raise children, deal with the relationship between in-laws and husbands, and then quietly promote feminism and gradually improve the status of women;

  One is dedicated to serving children all over the world, and it publishes various fables and life principles;

  The last one is the reproduction of the Times, which has various pages, and then focuses on the customs and wonders of various places, so that the manuscripts sent by the wanderers have a place.

  Except for the newspapers that must be unified across the country, other newspapers can be published separately by the state capital newspaper office, and then they will be combined every six days, and excellent publications will be selected from the previous newspapers, so that people across the country can see them.

  Mu Yangling and Sun Guanshi said: "This matter must be published in the Times in advance, recruit more editors, and be sure to review all the submitted manuscripts one by one."

  Student Sun's eyes sparkled, "Don't worry, Niangniang, now many top-ranking talents are willing to work in our newspaper office. In some colleges, students even flock here, and it is not difficult to recruit editors."

"So you have to manage it well. Lin Zi can have any kind of bird when he grows up. You can discuss with a few gentlemen and formulate editorial rules. Officials must abide by the laws of the country, students must abide by the school rules, and our editors must also abide by their own. Rules. With constraints, this industry can only last long.”

  Student Sun understood that their newspapers had a special status, and they published articles of scholars from all over the world, which were sought after by scholars.

   Their pens are not weak, and if the newspaper office loses a good reputation, it really means nothing.

  Student Sun nodded solemnly and said: "Don't worry, the little one will start to do this tomorrow, but the little one is lowly and lowly, so I'm afraid that I will humiliate them if I go to invite a few gentlemen."

  The literati is arrogant. Although Steward Sun is in charge of the newspaper office, he is still a servant. If he really wants to invite people, not only can he not be invited, but he will also offend people.

   Mu Yangling also thought of this, and said in anguish: "Do you want the prince to go?"

   Steward Sun looked at the princess pitifully, Mu Yangling sighed: "Then I can only go."

  Haoran went and didn't know what would happen.

   Mu Yangling sighed, "It seems that we still have to find a museum owner."

  Student Sun frowned and opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything against it.

  The newspaper office is becoming more and more important, and there will still be many places to deal with literati in the future. He has a low status and will definitely not be able to convince the literati. In order to develop for a long time, it is inevitable to invite a person with high morals and respect to serve as the newspaper office.

   Mu Yangling was worried about who she could invite to be the curator. Qi Haoran couldn't see her entanglement, so he let out the wind. The next day, Mu Yangling received a bunch of invitations for the first time ever.

  Be aware that rumors that she is not good at socializing are as famous as her fierce reputation, so other than the necessary birthday banquets and flower viewing banquets, few people send her posts.

   She has not received a few invitations at the end of the year, and she has received a dozen or so. Not only Mu Yangling is curious, but Zhu Liang is also curious to send the invitations in person and ask, "Niangniang, are you going?"

   If he wants to go, he prepares gifts early. His own princess doesn't like to go out as a guest. It would be great if he can light up his communication skills this time.

Mu Yangling flipped through the invitations, and gradually saw that the door was coming. Among these invitations were the Hanlin family, the Guozijian sacrificial restaurant, the major Confucians in Beijing, and even the Fang who had just been promoted to the prince. far-reaching.

   "Is this all because of the position of the newspaper owner?" Mu Yangling asked hesitantly.

  Qi Haoran took the post from her, flipped through the post, and pouted, "This is too few, wait two more days to see if there are better candidates."

   Mu Yangling looked at him, "Even Mrs. Fang jumped out, who else do you want to wait for?"

   "Fang Zhiyuan is not suitable," Qi Haoran said: "He is the teacher of the prince and cannot manage the newspaper office."

Seeing that A Ling was a little confused, he waved Zhu Liang back and said, "Do you think your newspaper office is just a newspaper office? It now bears the heavy responsibility of leading the public opinion in Daqi. If it weren't for the private property of the palace, you have always acted justly. Those ministers in the DPRK have already got their hands on it."

"Every day when a newspaper in the capital comes out, all officials, academies and students will have a copy, and those who are literate among ordinary people will be willing to spend five cents to buy a copy, and restaurants and teahouses will also buy dozens of copies. The copies are either read aloud or placed at the front desk for people to borrow, and the counties and towns near the capital can receive them. After they are distributed layer by layer, Yulizheng reads them out to the farmers in the village, and other prefectures do the same, which means that the people of Daqi At least seven people out of ten can see the Times, A Ling, the imperial edict issued by the imperial court is nothing more than that."

   Mu Yangling was not a naive girl, she quickly understood and asked, "Brother Huang, don't you want to take the newspaper office as your own?"

"What's the difference between being in my hands and being in my eldest brother's hands? But it's different when it's passed on to the children," Qi Haoran said, "This thing is a big killer, it can't be handed over to the royal family alone, and it can't be completely in our hands. It cannot be given to the imperial court alone.”

   So you want everyone from all sides to intervene in order to balance?

   Mu Yangling stared at him, "Why don't I know your thoughts?"

  Qi Haoran coughed lightly and made an excuse: "Don't you have to adjust it slowly? Anyway, it's not in a hurry. As long as I'm still alive, this newspaper will be the same."

   Mu Yangling looked at him suspiciously, couldn't help pinching the soft flesh around his waist, and asked, "Tell the truth."

   "Aren't I afraid that you will be angry?" Qi Haoran said: "The newspaper office is an industry you made. If you hand it over, how much stuff do you have left?"

  Qi Haoran didn't say anything, but he felt guilty. A Ling was not very good at doing business, and he produced few things, but every item was caught in the lifeline of the country, so he always had to let it go.

   Not only him, but also the eldest brother is a little ashamed, how dare he let Arling give up the newspaper office again?