"My father is too worried, not to mention when the Press and Publication Administration will be established, but I am afraid that the press law will not be able to be completed in three months, and when everything is done, they are afraid that they will not be able to take care of this side for a long time." Li Chengqian smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Press law? What is that? "Why three months?"

Fang Xuanling and Eldest Sun Wuji asked.

"Of course, there must be a press law, so the news refers to the new things that happen in the society or the court, which is something that is authentic and time-sensitive. Or what if someone makes some court remarks? ”

Li Chengqian has someone who is crazy, the more people ask him, the more he behaves, the two third-grade bosses speak at the same time, and they immediately forget who they are.

"Therefore, we must legislate to regulate the press, and at the same time, the Press and Publication Administration must seriously review the newspapers that circulate it, that is, it cannot be all praise, nor can it all be criticism, but it must be mastered to a certain degree."

"We need to allow different voices to appear, only in this way can we know what is good and what is bad in our policies, but we do not allow rebellious voices to appear in the newspapers, because it will mislead the people."

"As for what is allowed, what is not allowed, and what standard should be reached by this degree, I estimate that it will be fast if it can be formulated in three months."

It's just a newspaper, but there are so many to say? Li Er, who had never engaged in such a thing as journalism, and several ministers looked at each other.

After a while, Li Er frowned and asked in a deep voice: "You mean that this Di Bao is not a hall of words in the court, and the people can also make remarks in the Di Bao?" ”

"This is natural, if the people can't speak on it, won't it lose the meaning of issuing a newspaper?" Li Chengqian helplessly found that it seemed that what he said was not very clear, and the old man and the eldest grandson Wuji and others did not understand.

So he could only turn around and say again: "Di Bao, no, Erchen thinks it's better to call this a newspaper." Father, we have to divide the newspaper into several sections, some about current affairs, some about academics, some about local news, and of course some discussion and debate, and these sections together are what we really need. ”

"Otherwise, there are only some current affairs in the court, what is the difference between that and the current Di Bao, the people will not like to read that kind of thing, what we need is to guide the people, not tell them what they should do."

After talking for a long time, Li Chengqian had a dry mouth, and poured a few sips of tea in the big tea jar that belonged to him, and then looked at the old man, waiting for Lao Li's reaction.

Du Ruhui had been listening from the beginning, and when he saw that Li Chengqian had finished speaking, he said to Li Er: "Your Majesty, if you really want to involve these aspects, I'm afraid that March is really not enough." ”

"Don't talk about March, you may not be able to do it in half a year." The eldest grandson Wuji said hesitantly: "Cheng Qian's suggestion is indeed good, but the follow-up operation is too troublesome, and the biggest problem is that Datang is so big, ten roads and three hundred and fifty-eight states, how many copies need to be printed?" Even if a state is 500 copies, more than 300 states need more than 200,000 copies. Even if we only charge the cost, we need to sell it for about three cents, right? Can the people accept such a high price? ”

Speaking of money, Li Er began to have a headache again, calculated the amount according to what the eldest grandson Wuji said, and said in a deep voice: "This is indeed a problem, so many copies of the Di Bao will not be able to hold up at all if you don't want money, and if you want money, the people can't afford it, and this Di Bao needs to be printed every month, twelve copies a year, this money is not a decimal!" ”

"Father, you miscalculated, it's not twelve parts a year, it's one Chinese New Year's Eve six parts." Li Chengqian slowed down for a long time, and finally relieved himself, and when he heard the old man's speech, he hurriedly corrected it.

"Thirty-six? Why? 10 days serving? Isn't that a worse loss? "Wei Zheng doesn't care about money, and his identity as a doctor allows him to intervene in anything.

"How can you lose money? That's not right. Li Chengqian twitched his face, with a constipated expression, as if he didn't say something unhappy, but he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"If you have something to say, let it go, don't mumble there." Li Er knows Li Chengqian better, and he knows by looking at his expression that this kid must have some crooked idea again.

"Father, this newspaper is going to happen all over the country, right? In other words, the above things can be seen all over the country, right? Li Chengqian asked.

"Nonsense, go on." Li Er rolled his eyes.

"Father, what do you think will happen if your son writes in the newspaper that the stir-fried food in the Welcome House is delicious? Will the whole Datang know about the Welcome Building? What if something else? For example, whose silk is of particularly good quality and cheaper? ”

Li Chengqian has seen a lot of advertisements in later generations, and he has personally gone to advertise, just a local daily newspaper in a third-tier city, forty or fifty words cost him 200 yuan.

And now he wants to run a central newspaper, and he also has to distribute it all over the country, if he advertises on it, wouldn't it be nice to take a hundred or ten yuan at a time?

However, it was obvious that the old man did not understand what Li Chengqian meant, and he was still a little suspicious after listening to him for a long time, and looked at him without speaking for a long time.

There was no way, Li Chengqian could only say something simple and clear: "Father, advertisement, advertise widely, think about it, this is a newspaper that publishes the whole country, and if you advertise once, the whole country will know about it, do you think those businesses will take the initiative to take the money to advertise?" ”

The people sitting in the study are all playing politics, speaking of playing money, not to mention a few of them, even if everyone in the entire court is counted, they can't play Li Chengqian, a 'well-informed' traverser from later generations.

Sure enough, after Li Chengqian broke things apart this time, a flash flashed in everyone's eyes, and Li Er's eyes even began to glow with green light, as if he had found another way to make money.

Lao Li now just feels that he is short of money, no matter what time he is, so when Li Chengqian said that he could advertise in the newspaper and then subsidize the loss through these advertisements, Li Er had already made up his mind in his heart: This newspaper must be run, and more must be run.

After Li Chengqian saw the green eyes of the old man, he knew that the big thing had been decided, and the newspaper that would have appeared in the Song Dynasty had been made by himself hundreds of years in advance.

And as long as there is a newspaper that can deliver news to the world, Li Chengqian believes that his second step of the money plan can finally begin.

(End of chapter)