After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The people of the whole city fed Gu Nanxi, Wang Buxi, Yan Tongchu, Qin Bohuai and others who consciously took on all the government affairs of Yunzhou, trying not to let the government affairs disturb the general, so as not to make the general anxious.

Wang Buxi took into account what the general said about uniting all forces that can be united, so he took advantage of the winter when the Tartars were hiding in the grasslands and sent out caravans, under the escort of Yunzhou cavalry, to visit other larger grassland tribes.

Yan Tongchu expressed his concern: "These grassland tribes have connections with the Tatars. Will they sell us out or attack us?"

Wang Buxi put down his brush and rubbed his swollen and painful forehead. Why did he feel that there were so many more government affairs to deal with after the general was confined to his room? !

Without the general as a backbone, Wang Buxi had to think twice before making any decision.

"That's why we have to send cavalry to escort the caravan! The general has used the incident at the fair to tell us that there is no eternal hatred, only eternal interests. As long as the profits are big enough, those big tribes on the grassland will keep our caravan secret."

Yan Tongchu was still worried: "Those people are not as honest as the people of Hao Riqin. They will turn their backs on us and ignore us! We must be extremely careful on this journey."

"So in addition to normal trade, we're also giving away some copies of Yunzhou Weekly for free."

"Huh?! Can they read?!" Yan Tongchu was speechless. Wang didn't like this guy. Since he followed the general, he did things more and more unconventionally. He even came up with such a bad idea as sending "Yunzhou Weekly" to others.

Wang Buxi smiled meaningfully: "Guess why the general wants to publish Yunzhou Weekly?"

Yan Tongchu was a little uncertain: "Isn't it for the purpose of letting the people understand the government orders?"

Wang Buxi sighed, "At first, I thought so too. Mr. Song once told us that we should think deeply about the general's every move. Now, I finally understand what he meant!"

Yan Tongchu felt restless. Was he falling behind again?

Wang Buxi did not keep the person in suspense, but spoke out all his speculations at once.

"Letting the people understand the government decree is only the first level of meaning. The second level is to let the outside world know about our Yunzhou. Through those advertisements, they can know that our Yunzhou is not as barren as rumored. On the contrary, it is visibly thriving!"

Wang Buxi looked out the window. The north was so vast. How could a great general like Sleeping Dragon be confined to a small Yunzhou? !

“The third meaning is to subtly influence other people’s thoughts!”

The most popular sections of Yunzhou Weekly are actually the novel section and the gossip section.

The review authority for these two sections is firmly in the hands of Miss Wen Yu.

Miss Wen Yu is the general's confidant. The stories she reviews are heart-wrenching while secretly conveying a certain idea.

It is the admiration for the great general, the yearning for Yunzhou, the desire for freedom, and the pursuit of a better life!

Those plain words arouse the readers' curiosity about Yunzhou and the general.

At this point, the policy interpretation on the front page of Yunzhou Weekly begins to come in handy!

Readers can't help but compare Yunzhou policies with local policies.

It’s still okay if they are within the same territory of Great Zhou, but if it is a comparison between grassland and Yunzhou, the gap will be too big!

Even if the chief of the grassland tribe is wary of Yunzhou, he certainly won't be wary of those gossip stories!

This is the ultimate purpose of launching "Yunzhou Weekly"!

Miss Wen Yu’s pen is a secret weapon in Yunzhou, a secret weapon that can penetrate people’s hearts!

When Wang Buxi thought of this, his mind became more determined!

……

In Wuzhou City, far away from Yunzhou, the Ma family is bustling with activity.

Today is the Ma family’s clan sacrifice, and all the Ma family members gathered at Ma Nantian’s house.

In fact, they should have returned to their clan’s land for sacrifice, but due to the war more than ten years ago, the Ma family’s land became a ruin.

In addition, the surviving members of the Ma family were less than half of the number who could go, so the place of sacrifice was set at Ma Nantian's house.

"Oh, isn't this little Danggui? He can walk now! What a promising child!" The old man of the Ma family had almost lost all his teeth and spoke with a lisp, but his eyes were full of love when he looked at Ma Danggui.

Ma Nantian picked up his little grandson and brought him to the old man of the Ma family so that he could see more clearly.

"Of course, children grow up with the wind! Maybe it's because of the blessing of the lucky star, this little Angelica has never had typhoid fever and is very healthy!"

The old man of the Ma family took Ma Danggui and placed him on his lap. The little kid was fat and chubby, and looked stronger than a two-year-old child.

"His name is his greatest blessing!"

The two of them talked briefly.

At this time, Ma's wife and the servants opened the hot cans of fruit and placed five on each table.

As if he smelled the sweet fragrance of canned fruit, Ma Danggui drooled and cried out.

"Our Danggui is greedy. We know that the canned food in Yunzhou is the most delicious!" The old man of the Ma family handed the little Danggui to the nurse beside him, "Go, let him taste a few bites, don't choke."

As soon as the child left, the old man of the Ma family started talking to Ma Nantian about the caravan business.

"Last time you went to Yunzhou, after giving a share to the big pawnbroker, he helped to keep it secret."

The old man of the Ma family looked at Little Danggui eating the chopped canned fruit and continued to say, "The profit from the canned fruit is too great this time. Remember to do the accounts well."

Ma Nantian brought a can of fruit and a cup of milk tea to the old man of the Ma family: "Don't worry, I am the only one who knows the real account book. Try this milk tea. The tea leaves are obviously bought from Yunzhou, but for some reason, it can't taste like Yunzhou's."

"I have to go there to try it. I don't know if my old bones can live to see it."

"You eat and drink well, and leave the rest to us younger generations. When that day comes, I will give you the leadership position."

Ma Nantian handed a copy of "Yunzhou Weekly" to the old man of the Ma family.

The old man of the Ma family squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time. Then he put down the newspaper and said jokingly: "Do I need you to give in? If the tiger doesn't show its power, you will think I am a sick cat. It seems that after this clan sacrifice, I have to drag this old bone to visit those old friends!"

Ma Nantian glanced at the newspaper's "Unity is Strength" and coaxed, "Those uncles don't give me face, and only you can persuade them. It seems that I can't compete with you for the greatest credit."

"Humph, you got a good deal back then. Do you think you'll be so lucky every time?"

"Grandpa! The clan sacrifice is about to begin!"

The old man of the Ma family led all the clansmen and knelt respectfully in front of three rows of tablets.

Cigarette smoke is curling and paper money is everywhere.

The old man of the Ma family said in his heart: "Ancestors, please bless the general to make his wish come true! When the Ma family returns home, this unfilial son will come back to inform the ancestors!"