Promotion Letter for the Chief Executive

Ping An opened his eyes wide, "Master, don't scare me, you just promised me!" After a while, you agreed to find a chance to go out of the palace to see the wider world?

Xu Wenmei narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I've changed my mind."

"But I don't need help for the time being." Ping An said immediately.

Xu Wenmei refused to give in, "Stay here just in case. There is always a time when I can help, right? What you do seems harmless, but I always feel that there is a lot of danger."

Ping An admired his master's vision very much.Although he had no intention of rebelling, it was actually not much worse.Reform has always been accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice.And it hurts the vested interests of some people to satisfy the interests of others.This kind of practice, which cannot be seen now, will definitely be suppressed in the future.

In fact, Ping An doesn't know whether he will have the spirit of "I'll go despite tens of thousands of people" when that day comes.But... ahem, let's take one step at a time.Even if I can't continue, maybe I can cultivate a few heirs, and then continue to work hard?

He always firmly believes that things that follow the general trend will need to succeed sooner or later.Even if I can't become the successful person, it seems good to be an enlightener.

Well... In fact, I told Master so much without knowing it, but when I come back to reality, the ideal of peace is not that big.At this stage, we still refer to what I told Zhao Can: let everyone in the world read books.

To achieve this goal, it is not enough to promote movable type printing, there are many things to do.

So, "Master, don't look at what I said as if I was very powerful. In fact, that is the ultimate goal. If we really want to succeed, it may take hundreds of years, and we may not see it. So what I have to do now , there is really no danger."

"Then what is your short-term goal?" Instead of being hit, Xu Wenmei breathed a sigh of relief.Make sure that Ping An is indeed very clear-headed, and has not been dazzled by the prospects he painted.Otherwise, he really couldn't rest assured that Ping An would do this.At that time, it is uncertain whether he stayed to help or cause trouble.

"The short-term goal is naturally to wake up a few light sleepers." Ping An said, "Specifically, it is to let everyone read more books."

"Read more?" Xu Wenmei was stunned.What kind of request is this?

"Master, if you think about it carefully, you will know that many principles of life are obtained from books. Some things we will never experience in our lives, but we can obtain them from other people's words. Read more, you will increase your knowledge, Gradually, you will think about things when you encounter them, instead of taking what others say for granted." Ping An said.

Xu Wenmei thought for a while, then nodded, "That's the truth."

In fact, the eunuchs in the palace who had studied and those who had not could tell the difference.The former are often very ambitious and have their own life plans, even if it is just a vague idea: what do I want.The latter is submissive, fulfilling the things within the scope of their duties, and will not think about more problems.

Reading can make people understand. In fact, the predecessors have vaguely understood this truth.Therefore, in the previous dynasty, all the maids and eunuchs who were required to serve in the palace were not allowed to read.Because of literacy, "the heart is big."But if you think about it from another angle, does this "big heart" mean that these people have started to think and become smarter?

In peace terms, it means being woken up.

Xu Wenmei did not expect that Ping An not only had such an ambition that she never imagined, but also found an effective method!

He couldn't help but hesitate to say that Ping An "doesn't need help for the time being".If staying can help, of course he will insist on staying, but if it can't help or even help, shouldn't he leave as soon as possible so that Ping An will not have any worries?

So his attitude subconsciously softened, from a resolute announcement to an uncertain question, "Do you really need me to stay and help you?"

Ping An immediately grasped the slightest looseness.

He originally wanted to resolutely refuse, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly had a better way to deal with it.Just like fooling Zhao Can back then, he began to fool his master: Master knows where the most literary style in the world is? "

"Naturally, Jiangnan."

"That's right." Ping An affirmed, "When I say let the people of the world study, I mean the real people of the world, including those in the countryside, those in the city who work for others, and those who work as slaves. How can we let them read?" Not to mention being able to read, the biggest problem now is, does Master know what it is?"

"There are not so many books, right?" Xu Wenmei said.

Ping An nodded again and again, "So if Master really wants to help me, why not go to Jiangnan to develop the printing pages and strive to print more books. If one day, a book only sells for two cents, and a meat bun If the price is the same, it is a beggar begging on the street, maybe he can buy a book or two to read."

Xu Wenmei was stunned by the scene described by Ping An again.Although it is difficult to think about it, since Ping An said so, it should be possible.So he thought for a while and said, "You want me to go to Jiangnan?"

"Yes." Ping An nodded with a smile.

Of course he knew that no matter how much the cost of printing could be reduced, it would not be able to reduce so much. In the final analysis, if we want everyone to have books to read, this matter should be settled on making everyone rich.But Xu Wenmei doesn't know this!

Trapped by Ping An's serious fool, Xu Wenmei finally nodded and agreed after a little thought, "That's fine. I'll stay here, but it won't do you any good."

Xu Wenmei stayed in the palace, and he and Pingan would become the emperor's means to restrain each other.Instead, leave here, the sky is high and the sea is wide.

Fool success!

Ping An said with a smile, "Most of the printing workshops in the south of the Yangtze River are in the hands of the Seventh Prince. I will ask him to come later. Master, you can start here."

"Seventh prince?" When it comes to other topics, Xu Wenmei will not be fooled by Ping An again, "Is he reliable?"

"It should be reliable now." Ping An said uncertainly.

Seeing his indifference, Xu Wenmei couldn't help but said, "How can you let someone who is not absolutely trustworthy about such an important matter know? Do you know that if you pursue this idea seriously, it can be considered treasonous!"

Ping An thought that Zhao Can was even more rebellious than himself, and he still wanted to grab that position.Since ancient times, the blood shed by seizing the progenitor may not necessarily be a little less than the revolution, and it is all completely meaningless internal friction.Speaking of which, his goal is at least a bit more lofty and clearer than Zhao Can's.

But being reminded by Xu Wenmei, Ping An also felt that it was inappropriate for Zhao Can to know about Xu Wenmei.Although it's not that Zhao Can can't be trusted, but one more person who knows is more dangerous.He thought for a while and said, "Forget it, the printing workshop is not in a hurry, master, you can do another thing."

"what's up?"

"run a newspaper."

"Newspaper? Is it something like a court newspaper?" Xu Wenmei asked.

The world is so big, what happened in the capital, if there is no special news channel, it may never be reported to remote areas, and it is difficult for people far away to know about the new laws and reforms of the imperial court.In this way, the imperial court's control over these places will naturally be greatly reduced.

This is what the court is not happy to see.So Dibao came into being.Every month when there is any major event in the imperial court, a residence report will be issued to the yamen at all levels, so that officials can keep abreast of the court's movements.

Of course, this so-called "timely" is also very limited.In some remote places, new regulations may be released this year, and we will not know until next year.So when the matter is very urgent, there will be another method of message delivery, that is, the legendary [-]-mile rush, changing horses without changing people on the road day and night, and the message can be delivered within ten days.

For example, if this literary meeting is just for shouting in the capital, how would those scholars and Confucians who live in seclusion deep in the mountains know about it?So it has to be written in the mansion newspaper, conveyed from one level to the next, and then the people-friendly officials will send people to each house to notify.

That's why Ping An can calmly prepare plans here.Since the news came out in February, it will take a lot of time to wait for the scribes from all over the world to arrive one after another.The official start of the Wenhui will probably wait until May.

Far away, Xu Wenmei is indeed a person who has been able to rise and fall in the deep palace for many years, dealing with two generations of kings. When Ping An mentioned the newspaper, he immediately understood.Therefore, Ping An saved a lot of effort in explaining, and only briefly analyzed the differences between private newspapers and imperial palace newspapers.

Xu Wenmei was immediately full of confidence, saying that there was absolutely no problem.

Ping An was a little surprised, "Master, do you really need my help?"

"No need. I already have an idea." Xu Wenmei said.

As expected of a master, this brain is turning much faster than his own, Ping An asked curiously, "What idea?"

"I won't tell you for now, you might as well guess. If you guess right, Master will leave you something good." Xu Wenmei said with a smile.

Since we met today, Ping An has been leading the conversation, because I don't understand what he said at all, so I can only listen.But after the initial shock, Xu Wenmei was not very satisfied with this situation.

He is the master, how can he let the apprentice be so overwhelmed that he has no power to refute?

Now that he has finally seized an opportunity, he will naturally not let it go easily.It is also necessary to let Ping An know that the world is so big that he is not the strongest alone.

Pingan thought about it for a while, but he really couldn't guess what he would do, so he said, "If you can't figure it out, master, don't be fooled."

"Let's guess. It counts if I guess before I leave Beijing." Xu Wenmei said.

Ping An then said, "Master must first tell me what is the good thing you want to leave me. If the thing is really good, of course I will try my best to guess."

"No." Xu Wenmei refused without hesitation.

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Because the emperor asked Ping An to stay here with Xu Wenmei, so Ping An was really free and didn't have to do anything.Over the past few years, Pingner has gotten used to being busy, and now that he is suddenly free, he still feels a little uncomfortable.It feels like something is missing.

So he urged Xu Wenmei to tell the emperor to let the two of them go out to see the grand occasion of the Wenhui—although it hasn't officially started yet, many scholars from nearby have already gathered in the capital. In the temple where I live, I gather friends and companions, talk and talk, and the capital is full of humanities for a while, and even the waiter in the teahouse can speak a few words of knowledge.

Especially under the request of Ping An, the Jinming Pond, which was specially set aside by the emperor to hold a cultural meeting, was crowded with people every day. Many scholars debated what each family had learned here, so there was a lot of discussion. reputation.Not only did the imperial court not prohibit such small-scale literary gatherings, but instead set aside a special area for them to encourage everyone to show their strengths.

After all, when the official literary meeting begins, it is impossible for anyone to come on stage and debate in front of the emperor.Let’s not mention the limelight, if this person is helpless, has no real skills at all, or is speechless when he sees a big scene, wouldn’t he be ashamed in front of the emperor?At that time, the emperor will only think that the organizers have not arranged well, and no truly capable people have been invited at all.If you fail to invite credit, you will be punished instead.

Therefore, these early small essay meetings can naturally screen out truly talented people, and when the essay meeting starts, people will naturally invite them to appear on stage.This is also mentioned in the peace plan.

These messages were all sent by the Imperial City Division.Although Ping An has left, it is not difficult to know such news.

Someone from the emperor must have reported it, so after hearing Ping'an's proposal, he was a little moved, and decided to take the white dragon fish suit and go out of the palace to see what kind of talents there are among the scholars today.

As an emperor who was a bit mediocre but not mediocre, he certainly valued talents very much.Even if I don't feel comfortable using it now, I should dig it out first, cultivate it, and leave it to my son!

So the three of them changed their clothes that day, and under the protection of the imperial guards hidden in the crowd, they left the palace and headed for Jinmingchi.Along the way, many scholars could be seen walking side by side in twos and threes, talking in low voices as they walked, all of which were about literary affairs.Ping An looked at the emperor, the expression on his face was obviously very satisfied.

Being able to get talented people to vote one after another shows that the emperor is a sage king. Under his rule, Haiyan and Heqing, the people live and work in peace and contentment.This is also a kind of "cultural rule".

Probably Ping An's luck was really bad, so he saw an acquaintance just after he arrived at Jinmingchi.And it was the one he least wanted to see - Wen Chengbi.

Of course, now she is still dressed in men's clothing, following an old man with white beard and hair, looking left and right, looking full of aura.

Ping An couldn't help hiding herself behind Xu Wenmei, praying in her heart that the other party would never see her.

However, probably none of the gods and Buddhas heard his prayer, and Ping An heard the emperor say, "Wen Ningzhi over there?"

That's right, as the emperor, Zhao Qi had met the old man Wen Ningzhi.After all, he is a highly respected scholar leader, a person who was praised by the first emperor as "a master of the world", and Zhao Qi met him when he was the prince.Later, when he ascended the throne, he sent people to invite him again and again, hoping to let the old man come out of the mountain, but there was no result.

Seeing Wen Ningzhi coming now, the emperor felt a little dark in his heart.Don't you want to come to my court to be an official?Isn't it the same now to participate in the cultural meeting organized by the court?

Jiangnan Shilin has always had a delicate relationship with the imperial court.The emperor admired and disliked the Wen family who did not admire power.Now that I see it, there's no reason why I can't get over it.So the old man walked over there with a stride.

Four big words flashed in Ping An's mind: My life is over!

"Master." He stalked behind and grabbed Xu Wenmei's sleeve, "Can I not pass?"

Xu Wenmei knew what he was doing in Jiangnan.Although Ping An didn't have the nerve to talk about Wen Chengbi, but she also mentioned Zhao Can's plan to marry Wen Chengbi, so Xu Wenmei knew after a little thought that something must have happened that made Ping An afraid to see people.

But he can't help with this matter, "Your Majesty has already looked back here."

"Please help me explain to His Majesty..."

"But the... little girl following Mr. Wen also looked this way." Xu Wenmei said with a smile in her voice, "It's too late, she saw you."

Hearing the words, Ping An wailed, then quickly stood up straight, adjusted his clothes, pretended not to know anything, and then walked over there.Out of the corner of his eye, he found that Wen Chengbi was looking at him with wide-open eyes, with a surprised expression on his face.

Now that it's a joke to hide one's identity, Ping'an can only pray that Wen Chengbi will not become angry because of this.With a faint smile on his face, he walked behind the emperor and stood still.

The emperor was exchanging greetings with Wen Ningzhi, and neither of them called out the other's identity. The emperor called him the old man, and Wen Ningzhi respectfully called him "Mr. Zhao".The emperor welcomed Mr. Wen with a smile to come to the capital to participate in the cultural meeting, and he was quite proud of his words.The old man didn't know how to answer, so Ping An came over and focused his attention.

Ping An was born well, with a good temperament, and his appearance was so good that even Mr. Wen misunderstood him, and asked the emperor with some uncertainty, "Is this your son? I don't know how good it is?"

Mr. Wen had already noticed the way his granddaughter stared at others.Thinking that Cheng Bi should have reached the age of the young Mu Ai, maybe it's time to make a marriage.So when I asked this sentence, I brought a little eagerness and temptation.

The emperor coughed in embarrassment, and suddenly didn't know how to introduce Ping An.If it is just my entourage, wouldn't it make the old man unable to come down?

Fortunately, Wen Chengbi didn't notice the aura between them. She wanted to run over to talk to Ping An just now, but when the person came in front of her, she couldn't hold back and said happily, "Qi Zi'an, so you live here In the capital!"

Ping An immediately seized the opportunity and said, "Yes. I will accompany our master today to take a look. When did Young Master Wen arrive in the capital?"

The title "Master" immediately revealed his own identity.Mr. Wen was very embarrassed, but fortunately he hadn't started talking yet, so he didn't lose face, so he stopped paying attention to safety and talked to the emperor seriously.

Here Wen Chengbi has come to Ping An, "We went to the capital the day before yesterday. If I knew you were in the capital, I would have gone to find you. Where do I live? By the way, why didn't your cousin come today?"

Um?cousin?When the emperor and Mr. Wen heard the words, they both turned their heads and looked over.

Ping An secretly groaned in his heart, so he could only say, "Master Wen, in fact, I lied to you last time. It wasn't my cousin, but the seventh young master of our family. It's just that he was away from home, and he didn't want others to know his identity, so I lied to you. Be worthy of my brother." Then he solemnly introduced the emperor again, "This is our master."

Oh my god, quickly create a crack on the ground for him to crawl in!It's okay to be misunderstood as his son in front of the emperor, but he has really called his son his brother and brother, and Ping An feels that he can consider which method of death is better.

If you don't try to die, you won't die, why does he always try?Ping'an burst into tears.

Rao Wen Chengbi was a little more honest, and finally realized that something was wrong with the current atmosphere.She nodded towards Ping An, and then honestly went back behind Mr. Wen.

"Ping'an, have you and Xiao Qi met this...Master Wen?" Ping'an hoped that this topic would be forgotten by everyone, but the emperor asked with great interest.

Ping An said, "The last time I went to pick up the Seventh Young Master, I passed by Chongzhou, and I had a relationship with Young Master Wen once."

Your Majesty, can we stop talking about this?I already know I was wrong, and I feel ashamed and indignant right now, isn't that enough... Ping An is dead face.

However, the emperor and Mr. Wen didn't care about Ping'an's reaction at all, and they already got to the same point: Could it be that what Wen Chengbi really cared about was the Seventh Prince Zhao Can?The reason why Pingan was so happy just now is because he wanted to ask him about the Seventh Prince?

The two old foxes looked at each other and smiled.

If his son could marry Miss Wen, the emperor thought it would be good.As for Mr. Wen, his granddaughter can bump into a prince if he goes out and bumps casually. Although it doesn't meet the old man's standards, it also shows that his granddaughter's vision is good enough.Marrying into the royal family is not such a bad choice.

After that, the topic was finally skipped.

There are groups of scholars gathered near Jinming Lake, and in each group, someone is reading aloud the article he wrote, asking for corrections - after all, not everyone is talented, able to think out something while speaking The whole article is coherent and well-founded.Most of us have to choose our words carefully, so it is not surprising to prepare articles in advance.

The emperor and Mr. Wen walked all the way, occasionally stopping to listen and comment.

After all, this is what they came here for today.