The business of Jinyuan Tea House is still so lively, Boss Jin and the fat proprietress still open the door to do business as usual every day, today as usual, Boss Jin sat behind the counter and watched the tea customers chatting with a smile, and from time to time a few things that happened in the capital popped out of the mouths of these tea customers.

Although Boss Jin seemed to be just sitting behind the counter and napping, his two ears could hear the voices coming from the hall clearly, such as who a certain imperial historian had impeached, what kind of will the emperor made today, etc., Boss Jin seemed to be silent on the surface, but in fact, he had already filtered these messages in his heart, and he had also written down those useful messages one by one, and he would sort them out and send them out in the evening.

It is especially worth noting that the things that seem to others to be ordinary, such as whether the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt has risen again, whether the house price has risen, etc., these seemingly inconspicuous little things are the focus of Boss Jin's record, because as a spy, he knows very well that these inconspicuous things are the barometer that can best reflect the real situation of a country.

Just after today, Uncle Zhou, Qi Dajiang and a group of guests came to the Jinyuan Teahouse as usual, and soon the teahouse began to make noise, a bowl of tea has not been drunk, and Qi Dajiang specially lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Ladies and gentlemen, have you heard, someone has posted a notice in the area of the overpass recently." They said that they wanted to recruit some literate people, preferably those who were famous and famous, to be editors, and that they were going to set up a newspaper to publish something called a newspaper, and they gave them a high salary, five taels of silver a month. ”

When others heard this, they immediately became interested, and a middle-aged man said in surprise: "Yo...... This salary is quite a lot, enough to feed the family. Erdan, is this news true or false, don't you talk nonsense, right? ”

"Who said nonsense!" Qi Dajiang was anxious, the young man's temperament was the most unstimulated, and he hurriedly said: "I saw with my own eyes that the notice was clearly written in black and white, how could it be fake." ”

"Yo...... We can read and write, why don't I know? Everyone burst into laughter, everyone is a neighbor, Qi Dajiang has been known to most of them since he was a child, and of course he knows what Qi Dajiang can't read.

"I ...... What's wrong with me not being literate. I can't read, but there are more literate people around, and there are people next to those notices who read them out for others. After being questioned, Qi Dajiang jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and for Qi Dajiang, not being able to read and write was probably the biggest regret in his heart.

"Oh...... Erdan, do you know who is going to do that...... That newspaper? Uncle Zhou was also very interested in asking.

"Humph......"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Qi Dajiang became hypocritical, snorted lightly, sat down, took a big bowl of tea, drank a big sip, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and slowly swallowed it, looking so uncomfortable.

Seeing that Qi Dajiang actually picked it up, Uncle Zhou laughed and scolded in his head: "You little rabbit cub, dare to put up a shelf in front of the old man, believe it or not, I'll clean you up." ”

Qi Dajiang, who was knocked out, was honest, he looked at the eyes around him who were paying attention to him, and a sense of satisfaction arose spontaneously, he swept around and lowered his voice and said: "I'm afraid you don't know, I've already inquired clearly, this newspaper was made by Jiang Ningbo, and those people were naturally recruited by Jiang Ningbo." ”

"And what is this newspaper for, and what is it for?" Someone on the side asked puzzled.

"Well...... this" Qi Dajiang thought for a while before saying: "I heard that this newspaper is just about some major events in the imperial court and some anecdotes, and so on, and it is estimated that it is similar to the post newspaper of the imperial court." ”

"Cut ......"

Everyone immediately lost interest when they heard it, and some people were disappointed: "I thought it was something, feelings are the same thing as the post newspaper, if that's the case, who would want to look at this thing, wouldn't it be better to just get a post newspaper to see it?" ”

Someone next to him retorted: "You kid doesn't have a backache when you stand and talk, and you can read the post newspaper?" Or can you read the post? ”

"I don't understand what's the matter, won't I ask someone to read it to me, just like the old king of our teahouse."

Today's Daming has the prototype of a later newspaper, that is, a post newspaper. The information published on it is all the decrees issued by the imperial court and what happened at the border gates, but at this time, the post newspapers were not only all written in classical Chinese, and the words were obscure and ordinary people could not understand them, and the post newspapers were only provided to officials to view, and ordinary people had no chance to see them, so some people would say that.

However, there are no absolutes in things, and the people are not without smart people. There were some storytellers in the capital who got their hands on the post newspapers issued by the imperial court, and then took them to the teahouse or some public places to translate these post newspapers into vernacular and read them to the people in order to earn money.

These people didn't find out when they were arguing, and what they said had been listened to word by word by Boss Jin, who seemed to be recuperating with his eyes closed, listening to Qi Dajiang's argument in the hall, although Boss Jin's face was silent, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

For Yang Feng, no one in the entire Manchu Qing Dynasty dares to despise him now. The successive defeats and even the death of the Great Khan Nurhachi in his hands have made all the Manchus regard him as their worst enemy, and his danger level has reached the highest level, so any move about him will become the priority target of the spies. So after hearing that Yang Feng was going to run a newspaper, Boss Jin's first reaction was that this guy had some conspiracy. But he couldn't think of anything after thinking about it for a long time, it was just a post report, could it be that he would kill people, Boss Jin, who had thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with any clue, finally had to transmit the news, anyway, it was none of his business what the final result was.

Coincidentally, after many people in the capital heard that Yang Feng was going to run something similar to a post newspaper, most of them thought the same as Boss Jin, and many people's first thought was not to understand, and then they looked at this matter with the attitude of watching jokes, and many people even regarded this matter as a joke and circulated in the capital, but there were also a very small number of people who had doubts about Yang Feng's move.

In a small courtyard in the southern district of Beijing, Gao Panlong was drinking tea with Qian Qianyi.

Gao Panlong was wearing a light cyan home dress today, his silver hair was just pulled together, and he used an ebony hairpin to insert it at random, looking very chic and elegant: "Accept it, what are you planning to do with Jiang Ningbo recently...... What do you think about that newspaper? ”

Qian Qianyi has been in the capital for several months, although there is no hope of official reinstatement, but he still looks unhurried, every few days he has the opportunity to chat with Gao Panlong, and Gao Panlong will also inform him of what happened in the court, and then ask Qian Qianyi's opinion, Qian Qianyi will also give his own views and thoughts, and put on a willingness to act as Gao Panlong's staff.

Regarding Qian Qianyi's actions, Gao Panlong also nodded secretly in his eyes, thinking that Qian Qianyi was calm, not impatient, and had the style of a general, and he became more and more serious about him.

Qian Qianyi took a sip of tea before saying: "Yang Feng can't be looked at with common sense, looking at his actions, he will never be untargeted, the student thought about it for a long time after learning about it yesterday and didn't come to a clue, despite this, the student still thought that he had no more than two purposes. The first is to appeal to the people about the affairs of the court in order to curry favor with the people and gain fame, and secondly, because Yang Feng is just a vulgar martial artist, and the purpose of running such a post newspaper is to prove to the world that he is also a scholar, so as to win the guidance of the people. ”

Gao Panlong put down the teacup and stroked his beard and nodded: "What the words of the old man said is also what the old man thinks, and the old man doesn't understand why Yang Feng wants to do this after thinking about it, it's thankless, and the phone bill required to run a post newspaper is not small, not only does it require a lot of compilation, but the most important thing is that he needs a lot of carving, and it costs a lot." Even if he Yang Feng has silver, he can't be so bad, right? ”

Qian Qianyi shook his head helplessly, "What the adults said is also the reason why the students are puzzled, and after thinking about it, they can only blame it on the phrase "rich and capricious". ”

"Hehehe......"

Hearing this, Gao Panlong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The reason why the phrase "rich and capricious" appeared in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years in advance was naturally because of Yang Feng.

There is another story here, just a few days ago, Lu Xiangsheng, Yang Dazhu and Hu Dawei, who were in charge of the drill and management of the Beijing camp, reported to Zhu Youxiao, saying that the training of the Beijing camp had come to an end, and hoped that Zhu Youxiao could take some time to watch the drill in the Beijing camp.

Zhu Youxiao was overjoyed when he heard this, and called Yang Feng and several cabinet elders and ministers such as the six Shangshu, and took time to come to the school field in Dongzhimen to watch the Beijing camp drill.

Since handing over Jingying to Lu Xiangsheng and the others, in order to avoid suspicion, Yang Feng has become a shopkeeper and no longer cares about Jingying, and this time there is an opportunity to watch him justifiably, so he will naturally not refuse.

This exercise was very successful, although it could not be compared with the Jiangning army under Yang Feng's command that had experienced a bloody battle, but compared with the original Beijing camp that only bullied men and women, and was full of gentlemen, it was a heaven and a earth. Zhu Youxiao was overjoyed to see that the initial training of the Beijing camp was successful, which also meant that Zhu Youxiao already had a sharp blade in his hands that directly obeyed his orders, compared with other soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty who had long been infiltrated by other civilian officials and were full of holes and corruption, this newly built army was not only well-armed, but also well-trained, and more importantly, the three admirals who commanded this army were directly loyal to Zhu Youxiao, which also meant that Zhu Youxiao could directly give orders to this army without going through the cabinet and the military department. This is what frightens the Cabinet and civil servants the most.

After watching the drill of the Beijing camp, Guo Yunhou, the new secretary of the household department, first congratulated Zhu Youxiao, and then suggested that the expenses of the Beijing camp be transferred to the household department again on the grounds that the expenses of the Beijing camp were very large and he could not bear to see that the emperor always subsidized the expenses of the Beijing camp from the treasury.

As soon as Guo Yunhou's words came out, Wang Yongguang, the secretary of the military department who knew the elegance of the war, also stood up, first praised the success of the Beijing camp, and then took advantage of the situation to demand that the command of the Beijing camp be reassigned to the military department.

As soon as Zhu Youxiao heard it, he knew what these civil officials were thinking, and these suggestions seemed to be for the sake of sharing his worries, but as long as he followed their suggestions, I am afraid that in less than two years, this Beijing camp will re-enter the footsteps of the old Beijing camp and become a plaything for the capital's magnates and civil officials to accumulate wealth.

Zhu Youxiao just wanted to refuse, but Yang Feng on the side stood up and said to Guo Yun: "Since the household department already has silver, let's first return the 1.8 million taels of Liao salary he advanced to Liaodong last year." ”

Seeing the creditor come out to collect debts, Guo Yunhou suddenly became dumb, speechless for a while, and seeing Guo Yunhou being dumb, Yang Feng said a sentence at the time: Since there is no silver, don't slap a swollen face and become fat, not everyone can be as rich and capricious as him.

After this incident came out, the phrase rich and capricious also began to spread in the capital

Although Yang Feng had a bad reputation among Shilin and civil officials, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind. Under the temptation of money, there were still many readers who were willing to come to work in this newly established newspaper, and after some selection, Yang Feng finally selected more than 20 readers as the editors of this newspaper.

As the founder of this newspaper, Yang Feng naturally wanted to gather these editors to meet and pass on his concept of running the newspaper to them so that they could carry it out, but it was just the first day and he encountered a big problem.

"What...... Uncle said that this newspaper should be written in the vernacular? ”

"How does this work?"

"What kind of system?"

"Insulting Sven...... It's insulting! ”

The place where Yang Feng met them was in the courtyard of an alley in the south of the city, which covered a large area, with a large courtyard of hundreds of square meters of three houses.

Looking at the editors in front of him, Yang Feng's brows were furrowed, these readers in front of him were all personally recruited by him, and it stands to reason that he should have the least respect for him, the uncle and proprietor of the Ming Dynasty, but now he has just put forward the concept of running a newspaper and has been opposed by them collectively, which shows that his uncle has a low status in the hearts of these readers.

"Smack......

only heard a crisp sound, and everyone followed the sound to look over, and saw Yang Feng with a calm face and said: "Ben Bo tells you the truth, writing in the vernacular is the purpose of this newspaper, and it is also the core content set by Ben Bo. Ben Bo is not here to ask for your opinions, but to inform you, do you understand? ”

"Students don't understand"

A voice rang out......