Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 280 Newspaper Office
"Little Master, come and play again next time."

Gongsun Cheng leaned against the carriage window and waved to the children who were escorting them to the door.

When the wheels of the carriage started rolling, he retracted his head, his mouth closed, and he lay on Gongsun Yan's lap, burying his head and unable to get up.

Gongsun Yan's expression softened, and he gently touched his head and coaxed him: "Can we come and play again next time?"

Gongsun Cheng, as the younger brother of Gongsun Yan, is also the only flesh and blood of Gongsun Zan left in the world.

In the eyes of outsiders, it has unique value and status.

Gongsun Yan always looked after him very closely, and he didn't have many true playmates in the empty Gongsun mansion.

She once selected several young servants to keep him company, but the status of the servants was always unequal to his.

For a sensitive child like Gongsun Cheng, he could sense the awe of the boy servant, so he was unwilling to treat him sincerely.

Although the children in the Salesian Home are precocious and respectful, they are still young and have not received as profound a master-servant education as the boy servants.

After playing for a while, you can play together.

They separated just after they got acquainted, which made Gongsun Cheng particularly sad.

He put his face on Gongsun Yan's lap, shook his head gently, and shook the little bun on his head: "No need, it will cause trouble to my sister."

Gongsun Yan couldn't help but sigh: "It doesn't matter. Next time my sister comes to Salesian Home, can I bring you with her?"

"You can bring your puppy with you then."

The sensible child is so heart-warming that Gongsun Yan couldn't help but pick him up and put him on his knees.

Gongsun Cheng, who is about to be five years old, has inherited the good looks of his parents. His cheeks are full of milk. Gongsun Yan can't help but squeeze it: "Let's go find grandpa next, okay?"

Gongsun Cheng nestled in Gongsun Yan's arms and nodded obediently.

Gongsun Yan smiled and looked at Alan, who was in the same car: "Alan, go to the newspaper office instead."

Alan nodded immediately, lifted the curtain and said to the coachman: "Go to the newspaper office."

Gongsun Yan's car was driving very slowly.

In order to stabilize the people in the city, she often took a carriage to the Salesian Square recently to visit the elderly.

Go to the established weaving workshop for guidance.

Or go to inspect hospitals and supply and marketing cooperatives under construction.

Just like later generations of leaders who went to the countryside, they walked around and sent goodwill signals to the people and wealthy families in the city.

Her actions had an effect, but the people responsible for her safety like Zhang Zhu and Wang Wu were worried.

Gongsun Yan was also very tired, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep while on the road.

The car drove all the way through the streets of Lingzhi and finally stopped in front of a government office with a very luxurious and solemn facade.

This is Gongsun Yan's newly established newspaper office.

As a modern person, she is very aware of the power of public opinion.

Especially in the late Han Dynasty, when reputation was so important, if she wanted the next thing to go smoothly, she needed to have the right to speak on the contrary.

Thus, an institution that seemed fair but actually spoke for her and acted as her mouthpiece was born.

After renovating the original newspaper in the official residence, she directly established a newspaper.

The positions of responsible persons were given to the highly respected Gongsun Jing and Gao Huai.

To seduce these old men, let go of their happy days at home with their concubines and drink, and go out again, we need valuable bait.

And the bait that Gongsun Yan sprinkled could be said to go straight to their hearts.

As long as they become the honorary director of the newspaper, they will be given the right to publish their works once.

It goes without saying that the importance of knowledge in people's minds in this era is undeniable.

As a carrier of knowledge, books naturally have a high status.

Nowadays, most of the bamboo slips that are circulated among people are bamboo slips.

When Gongsun Yan first took Gongsun Jing and Gao Huai to visit the paper mill outside Lingzhi City and the movable type printing factory behind the newspaper office.

He told the two old men that he could publish a book for them, and when he printed [-] more copies, he would disperse with the caravan to all Han Dynasties.After listening to this, the two old men fell down in the printing and typesetting room with hiccups.

That was a rare moment of severe fright for Gongsun Yan after he came to the late Han Dynasty.

He hurriedly sent the two old men to the hospital that had not yet been repaired, gave them treatment medicine, and stayed at the bedside all night.

The next day, as soon as Gongsun Jing opened his eyes, he ran home without wearing any shoes to sort out his essay.

After all, we are publishing a book!

No one in the late Han Dynasty could refuse such a temptation.

In this way, Gongsun Yan abducted a bunch of old men to work in the newspaper office.

Buy one and get countless gifts, and there are also a lot of filial sons and grandsons under these old men.

The newspaper office was suddenly revitalized and became the most motivated department in Lingzhi City.

It’s just that the positivity is often too high.

"Madam, we're here." Alan called softly, and Gongsun Yan opened his eyes.

The car drove into the front yard through the open side door.

Since the authority and credibility of the newspaper are needed, and scholars will be invited to give lectures in the future, appearance is very important.

On the floor paved with black stone, there are vermilion lintels and shiny glazed gold tiles.

One glance can make people feel so heroic, forming a natural suppressive force that makes people unconsciously convinced.

But at this time, the courtyard was in chaos.

When the noise came, Gongsun Yan frowned. Just as he was about to ask, he heard a familiar voice saying angrily: "Gao Huai!!"

It was Gongsun Jing's voice.

Hearing her grandfather's shameless shouting, Gongsun Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Before she could guess what happened, she heard a dog barking.

No need to guess, she knew what was going on.

Gongsun Yan had a headache and held his eyebrows.

Sure enough, when he lifted up the car curtain, he saw Gongsun Jing shouting curses with a dove stick and a tattered book in his hand.

Gao Huai stretched out his hand to stop him, protecting the big green-haired dog behind him: "Jinggong, Jinggong, don't be angry, I will apologize."

Gongsun Jing was furious: "Bah! Can you afford to pay for it? This is the most treasured first book ever published!"

"Jinggong, don't be angry." Gao Huai comforted him, but still firmly protected the dog behind him.

Look at that majestic-looking, silly-looking husky.

Gongsun Yan, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help but sigh.

The fate in this world is really wonderful. She originally raised the husky to cope with the heavy snow in the North.

Gao Huai went there and brought back two old hens and this dog.

He loved him so much that Gongsun Yanlao saw him beating and scolding his son, but he never scolded the dog.

This lawless dog has so far demolished a house in Gaojialingzhi City and burned down a small courtyard.

Ever since she got this dog, she has never seen Gao Huai wearing any good clothes.

Seeing that her grandfather's face was red and worried that he had a heart attack, Gongsun Yan hurriedly said, "Don't argue."

Seeing her coming, Gongsun Jingmeng felt aggrieved and said, "Ayan, read my book."

Seeing that he was about to cry, Gongsun's face trembled and he said hurriedly: "Master, don't be sad. I will customize a book for you with a calfskin cover made of coated paper."

Her comfort had some effect, and Gongsun Jing snorted coldly and stopped looking at Gao Huai.

Instead, Gao Huai's eyes lit up and he came over: "Ayan, can you give Grandpa Gao a copy too?"

(End of this chapter)