Datang Lingnan King

Chapter 122 Chang'an News

The last thing recorded in the newspaper was a poem written by Feng Daiwen plagiarized and modified by Taizu, "The scenery of the northern country is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and the snow is drifting for thousands of miles. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing left; Elephant, wants to compete with the God of Heaven. Must be sunny, look at the red dress, especially enchanting. The country is so beautiful, attracting countless heroes to bow down. I regret the second general Huo Wei, a little less coquettish. A generation of Tianjiao, Jieli Khan , only know how to bend bows and shoot big eagles. It’s all gone, counting romantic people, let’s look at the present.”

The first issue of the newspaper not only had a line of words written by Li Shimin on the cover, "The heroes who died for the Tang Dynasty will live forever", but also recorded the names of civil servants and generals who died from Taiyuan, as well as the number of soldiers. The first line is the most famous. The eldest princess, Princess Pingyang...Feng Daiwen also asked Yan Liben to provide pictures for each general.

Feng Daiwen noted at the end of the newspaper that this was only the first issue, and the heroic deeds of other officials and generals of the Tang Dynasty would continue to be published later.names not listed in order.

Ten-day periodical, as the name suggests, one ten-day periodical, issued every ten days and ten days, just when officials are on their holidays, the first issue publishes interesting things in the market, good people and good deeds, for example, businessmen in rice shops in the west of the city often open warehouses to help beggars, and Boss Wang in the south of the city complains that he has no money The people who treated the disease paid for the medicine.There are also some interesting stories. For example, according to gossip, an official with the surname of Fang in the Tang Dynasty was seriously fearful of internal affairs. His colleagues found scratches on his face when he went to court. The colleagues asked, "Why?"

There is also a romantic thing, clearly pointing out that Mrs. Li Jing admires Li Jing's talent and plays a story of a red night run.That's right, it is Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty.So Li Jing once again attracted the attention of the people of Chang'an after the Fengshen Yanyi, but more people were envious.

As for the advertisements, all the introduced royal estates, Feng Dawen and several close industries were published.

On March 28, after Li Shimin had read the original manuscript, it was officially released. All restaurants and inns in Chang'an gave a copy for free. 100 specially trained boys wore cotton clothes with a pocket full of newspapers on their chests and walked on the road. The streets and alleys of Chang'an City.

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the latest Tang Dynasty newspaper, the first issue of preferential rewards! Yu Chigong rides the savior alone, Qin Shubao rushes into battle alone." Accompanied by the clear and clear child's voice, the voice of selling newspapers appeared in the Central Plains for the first time .

"Come here, boy, how did you buy the newspaper that you sell?" The eldest grandson Wuji, who had just come down to court, heard the cries of selling, and asked the boy to go over.

"Elder man, we bought the Datang half-monthly newspaper and Chang'an ten-day newspaper. The half-monthly newspaper is five cents, and the ten-day newspaper is one penny." The boy replied skillfully.

"Two copies for the old man." Changsun Wuji said, and naturally someone paid for it.After receiving the newspaper, I took a look at it first. Datang's semi-monthly magazine said, "Heroes who sacrificed for Datang will live forever." As a person who is familiar with Li Shimin, he knew at a glance that it was written by him himself.

Flipping through the back again, it was very interesting to read for a while.After reading it, I opened the Chang'an newspaper, and even when I got to the door, I was not in a hurry to get out of the carriage and go home. "Haha, this official with the surname Fang, who is still in court, is Fang Xuanling. Haha," Changsun Wuji laughed wildly while sitting in the carriage.

"Master, you're home." The groom said softly.

Only then did Changsun Wuji get out of the carriage and enter the mansion.

In the restaurant, because there is a free newspaper, it spreads faster. The restaurant owner is very smart, let a literate person read the newspaper in the lobby.The business of the restaurant is obviously much better, and many people who finished eating are not in a hurry to leave, and order a pot of wine to taste slowly and chat with friends.Hearing loud cheers at the wonderful parts, and loudly cursing at the excessive parts of the Turkic people.

After hearing about many good people and good deeds, they all commented, "It turns out that Boss Zhang has done so many good deeds. It seems that he would rather travel a little more to take care of his business in the future."

"Yes, yes, that Boss Wang is also good." A companion at the same table answered.

"It turns out that the princes of the state are so brave." A table of young scholars discussed.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that the battlefield would be so dangerous, and so many people have died since the founding of the country." Another scholar sighed.

"Well, I like the last poem the most. Not only does it describe the snowy scenery in the north, it is vivid, and the last sentence counts the romantic figures. This morning, we should strive to be the first and not be left behind." One of the scholars said He stood up and said passionately.

"What Brother Wang said is true. I plan to write and join the army." A thin scholar stood up and echoed.

"Brother Zhengzheng! Aren't you going to be a county captain?" the young man surnamed Wang said unexpectedly.

"Looking at the imperial court in the past two years, there have been many changes. A mere county lieutenant might as well go to the army as a scribe to expand the territory for our Tang Dynasty." Ming Zhengzheng replied.

"Very good! Let's go together!" Brother Wang said happily while holding Zheng Ze's arm...

After the Fengshen Yanyi in Chang'an City, there has never been such an interesting storybook. Although many people have printed books, they have not thought about selling them, and they are all classics and articles.The appearance of newspapers made up for it very well, and the people of Tang Dynasty showed considerable interest in the deeds of high officials in the court.The whole Chang'an is discussing the deeds of the princes, and they all have different support objects.

"Let me tell you, Lord Yi is the most powerful man, who dared to charge into the enemy's formation on his own," said a young man on the street admiringly.

"No, no, I think Duke E is powerful, and he also rides the Savior alone. I want someone to draw his portrait and hang it at home, and worship him all the time." Another boy next to him disagreed.

"Hmph, Lord Yi is amazing! I also want to invite someone to paint a portrait and hang it at the door of my house so that everyone can know." The young man who spoke first shouted unconvinced.

"Duke E is amazing!"

"Duke Yi is amazing!"

"Yeah, I'm fighting with you!" The two quarreled and wrestled together...

Later, these two people really hung the portraits of Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong on the door. Others didn't know the reason, and some also learned to hang them. The more they spread, the more the words changed.At first, I wanted to stick to some extravagance and courage, and later it was spread that it can ward off evil spirits.So the door gods gradually became them.

"My lord, please recruit a group of young literate people to serve as the political department of the army." Feng Daiwen went to the palace to report.

"The Political Department? Why use young people." Li Shimin knew that Feng Daiwen had introduced the Political Department, but he didn't understand why young people were used.

"Young people are passionate and full of energy. They don't spend as much time as the older ones. They are easier to cultivate. The older ones already have their own fixed concepts of right and wrong, which are difficult to change." Feng Daiwen explained.

"Well, that makes sense, how many people are needed?" Li Shimin asked.

"The more the better, the more they will join the army in the future. In addition, the newspaper has already been established, and the Holy Majesty's Order has been invited to preside over it. The minister's literary talent is limited, and it is really not enough." Feng Daiwen didn't want to use his pen to write every day.

"Well, how about Chu Suiliang?" Li Shimin asked.

"Your Majesty is wise, Mr. Chu is not only talented in writing, but also familiar with newspapers. He is indeed the best candidate." Feng Daiwen complimented with a smile.

(End of this chapter)