Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

"Your Highness, the clay has been improved hundreds of times and is already very delicate!"

Shen Mengxi said expectantly.

Ning Fan nodded: "Today is just my first try at printing. Let's choose a good day tomorrow to celebrate the grand opening of our library!"

With the typesetting completed, the first printing began. Two craftsmen skillfully placed the paper on it and then used rollers to apply pressure little by little.

After a while, a newspaper full of writing was ready.

Ning Fan held it in his hand and was very satisfied with the effect.

"There's just one thing. Our newspaper has no title, let alone a trademark. Let's do this. I'll design one, and you can quickly arrange for someone to engrave it. We'll use it tomorrow!"

Ning Fan also felt a little incongruous when he saw the bare front page of the newspaper.

"Your Highness, what does trademark mean?"

Shen Mengxi was very curious.

Ning Fan didn't waste any time. He took out a piece of white paper and quickly wrote and drew on it. In just a few seconds, Ning Fan designed a symbol of two hands holding each other.

It looks very beautiful, but also very vivid.

"This logo represents information communication. The core value of our newspaper in the future is the circulation of information. We must flow information to thousands of households and popularize knowledge."

Ning Fan took the design draft and said to Shen Mengxi.

Shen Mengxi looked unclear and serious, pointing at the pattern designed by Ning Fan and said, "Don't you also need a name?"

"Let's call it Ta Kung Pao! The world is fair and just!"

Ning Fan thought for a while, then took up his pen and wrote down the word Grand Duke.

Shen Mengxi clapped her hands and cheered. At this moment, footsteps came from outside and a gust of fragrant wind came. It turned out that Xiao Lingxi and Xiaoyu were also here.

"Ta Kung Pao is good, the name is great."

Xiao Lingxi smiled.

Ning Fan nodded: "Tomorrow's newspaper will have three major sections, military news, current affairs news, and civilian news, fresh news!"

"Every day, newspapers from the northwest front line will be sent to Di from 800 miles away. If the imperial court agrees, these news will be announced to the people every day!"

"In addition, some of the new policies of the imperial court will be written on the front page of the newspaper every day! The rest are the latest social events, the family separation of the east and the west, and some murder cases, etc.!"

Ning Fan said to Xiao Lingxi.

Xiao Lingxi will be the helmsman of Ta Kung Pao from now on, and she must know the basic operating rules of the newspaper.

Throughout the morning, Ning Fan had been explaining some things about the newspaper to Xiao Lingxi, everything was detailed, and Ning Fan had to say every word clearly.

"By the way, have you arranged the main editors of the newspaper?"

Ning Fan asked curiously.

Xiao Lingxi nodded and said with a smile: "I started to prepare after you mentioned this yesterday. They will arrive soon. His Highness Qing Wang will personally check it!"

Ning Fan nodded and looked up to find Xiao Lingxi staring at his neck. Ning Fan was a little surprised: "What's wrong with me?"

"Humph!"

Xiao Lingxi didn't say anything, she just smiled, but Xiaoyu's face turned cold.

Ning Fan admired this girl Xiao Lingxi. Even though he was a majestic prince, she dared to shame her casually.

"Miss Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"

Ning Fan asked curiously.

Xiaoyu said with a cold face: "Isn't that mark on your neck left by that vixen?"

"Your Highness is too blatant! Your Highness said that you want to be nice to my lady, and my lady will treat you with all her heart. What about you?"

Seeing Shen Mengxi's strange expression on the side, Ning Fan realized that he had made an own mistake!

Thinking of the tenderness last night, Ning Fan couldn't help but feel guilty.

When he went to see Xiao Lingxi again, he found that the girl had an innocent expression on her face. She wasn't jealous, but just curious.

That way of thinking with his head tilted to one side is simply fascinating.

"It must be a mosquito bite, right?"

Ning Fan's heart was beating wildly when he faced Xiao Lingxi's scrutiny.

"Mosquitoes? Haha, Your Highness, don't blame the mosquitoes. Wouldn't it be better if you just said that you scraped it yourself?"

"There's no need to treat us all like fools here. What's the weather like now? Where are the mosquitoes coming from?"

Xiao Yu spoke sharply, and with a few words, Ning Fan's face turned red with embarrassment.

"Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Lingxi quickly stopped her and nodded towards Ning Fan: "Let's talk about business."

Three people walked in from outside, two middle-aged men and an old man. They all had respectful and humble expressions on their faces. When they came in, they kowtowed to Ning Fan first and then introduced themselves.

Only then did Ning Fan realize that these three people were actually the team that Xiao Lingxi had hired to set up the book hall.

"These are my father's old subordinates. They serve as clerks in the army. Writing and drawing are no problem!"

Xiao Lingxi smiled.

Ning Fan nodded. The main thing was that it was a newspaper manuscript. The writing should be spicy but also simple and easy to understand. Don't be verbose.

These military-born pen writers, who cherish ink as much as gold, are just right for this job.

Ning Fan asked a few interview questions to test the three of them. Unexpectedly, the three-point answer was fluent and not ambiguous at all, which made Ning Fan even more satisfied.

"Your Highness, everyone is here."

Du Yuesheng walked in and said to Ning Fan.

Ning Fan nodded: "Let everyone come in."

Xiao Lingxi didn't know what Ning Fan meant, but saw a group of people pouring in from outside.

These people had robes hanging down on their shoulders, and the characteristics of the Allegro in their hands were very clear.

Even Xiaoyu knew these were storytellers after reading them.

"These storytellers will be the reporters of our newspaper from now on."

Ning Fan introduced to Xiao Lingxi.

Xiao Lingxi suddenly realized that running a newspaper requires a lot of news materials. If there is no one to collect them, it is impossible to sit at home and compile them every day.

"How to ensure authenticity?"

Xiao Lingxi asked again.

Ning Fan looked at these storytellers, and the leader said: "Your Highness gave us food and a place to live. We are grateful. From now on, we are also members of the newspaper office, so we will naturally do our best!"

"Every day when I walk around the streets, I see and hear a lot of things. If there is anything worth writing about, a few of us will record it and return it to the newspaper office. You can then decide whether to write it in the newspaper."

The young man at the head is very eloquent and sharp-tongued, and everyone likes to hear what he says.

Xiao Lingxi looked very satisfied and nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that it was getting late, after everyone left, only Master and Servant Xiao Lingxi and Ning Fan were left.

"Captain Chen Ping died suddenly last night."

Xiao Lingxi suddenly said when she saw no one around her.

Ning Fan almost thought that he heard wrongly and looked at Xiao Lingxi with a blank expression.

"Chen Ping is dead."

Xiao Lingxi said again with a calm expression.

Ning Fan felt his head buzzing and his thoughts seemed to freeze.

Taiwei, a high-ranking official, the military leader of Dakang...

Just die?

"Is it a normal death?"

Ning Fan had mixed feelings in his heart.