The predecessor who was scumbag by me was the emperor

Zhao Zhang asked someone to give Shen Jia a seat, and said to Cao Ruiwen: "Cao Aiqing, go ahead and investigate the case, check the Xiangguo Temple inside and out, and ask the people in the temple if you have seen those people before. Assassins, if they are outsiders, it is impossible for them to find Shen Jia's location accurately when they come to Xiangguo Temple for the first time, so they must step on it."

Cao Ruiwen responded and turned to leave. Seeing the emperor holding up the teacup, Mr. Du hurriedly called the rest of the people out, and closed the door. Zhao Zhang and Shen Jia were soon left in the wing room.

Zhao Zhang put down his cup and stretched out his hand to Shen Jia, ordering: "Come here, let me give you a hug."

Shen Jia got up and helped the table to move over, sat on his lap, leaned limply on his chest, and sighed comfortably, "Today is really dangerous, I almost won't see you."

Zhao Zhang also had lingering fears. The moment he heard that Shen Jia was in danger, his body froze with fright, and he couldn't believe what would happen if the assassin succeeded.

He patted Shen Jia's back lightly, and he could feel his body trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was fear or his weak body. He hugged Shen Jia tightly, as if he wanted to blend into his own flesh and blood, and he was not willing to let go for a moment.

Shen Jia was in pain from being strangled, and quickly said that she was fine, "It's fine, don't be afraid, it's all over, am I fine?"

Zhao Zhang glanced down at him, let him go, and straightened his collar, "I'd better bring more people with me when I go out in the future, and I'll send some more for you."

Shen Jia shook her head, "Pan Mo and the others are very capable, that's enough. The hidden guards are not Chinese cabbages, so they can't be all around me. I just need to find some ordinary guards."

Zhao Zhang thought for a while and said to him: "Every year, there will be a group of wounded and disabled soldiers who retreat from the battlefield. Although they are disabled, they are all warriors who have gone to the battlefield and killed the enemy. They are no worse than ordinary guards. You If you don't mind, I will choose some veterans with integrity to your house, and by the way, you can also find some children with better bones, and let them teach some military arts, such people are more loyal."

If it is a big family, the training of servants starts from a young age, Zhao Zhang is making arrangements for Shen Jia's future affairs.

Shen Jia also felt that this method was good. Firstly, it could accommodate some veterans, and secondly, it could also accept some orphans. No matter what the purpose was, it still helped some people.

"Okay, let's do that."

"Well, let Hongyuan envoy come to show you your body, don't leave any hidden injuries." Zhao Zhang called Hongyuan envoy to come in and feel Shen Jia's pulse. Restoration only.

"Your Majesty, several generals have also rushed over, as well as Mr. Shoufu, who said he would like you to return to the palace as soon as possible. The assassin has not been caught yet, and everyone is worried about your safety." Director Du came in and reported. .

Zhao Zhang's purpose of going out of the palace had been achieved, so he didn't stay long, and brought Shen Jia down the mountain.

Sure enough, there were troops at the foot of the mountain to surround the entire area. Little General Qian personally led people to guard the intersection. When he saw Sheng Jia coming down the mountain, he hurried over to greet him.

Zhao Zhang sat on the Yuchao and held out his hand to Shen Jia, "Shen Aiqing is not feeling well, come up and ride with me."

Shen Jia didn't dare to sit on the imperial court under the eyes of everyone, and hurriedly declined, "Thank you, Your Majesty Rong En, my minister is fine, and the carriage at home is still there, so I dare not bother the Emperor."

Zhao Zhang withdrew his hand and ordered Du Boss, "Give my horse Aurora to Shen Aiqing, and send two servants to take care of it."

"The slave obeys the order."

The team moved mightily, and the army stayed in the outskirts after escorting His Majesty into the city. The imperial guards had already cleared the road and entered the palace without hindrance.

The gate of the palace was closed, and the common people withdrew their gazes and dispersed, privately discussing what happened to Xiangguo Temple to make the emperor leave the city in a hurry.

"I heard that an official ordered by the imperial court was assassinated in Xiangguo Temple. I think the assassins are the same group that assassinated the emperor last time. Now Xiangguo Temple is surrounded by the government and is not allowed to enter."

"Isn't there a lot of monks in Xiangguo Temple? I remember that some pilgrims who caused trouble in the temple were driven down the mountain immediately. How could the assassins get in?"

"Hey, the assassin is dressed as an ordinary person, who can see through?"

"It's really disgusting. I checked for many days before, and I thought I had caught these villains a long time ago."

"How dare you assassinate the emperor if you don't have any skills? Maybe the assassin is usually hiding by our side."

"Bah bah, don't talk nonsense like that, it's so frightening that people don't dare to sleep at night. This murderer, the emperor is diligent, benevolent, righteous and loves the people. He even copied the house of the uncle like the Pu family. A big cancer has been dug out in Yushi, and the government officials are getting clearer and clearer. It is really a terrible death to make trouble at such a time!"

"Walk around, go home quickly, if something like this happens, Jin Yiwei has to search the house again, and he has to discipline the family."

Shen Jia followed into the palace and was arranged to rest in a dormitory. Although Hongyuan Envoy said that his health was fine, he took medicine to help him recuperate. Zhao Zhang used this name to keep him in the palace. spent the night.

Went to the imperial study to deal with the state affairs with the ministers, Zhao Zhang was thinking about Shen Jia, sent away the ministers who still wanted to ask questions, and couldn't wait to see Shen Jia.

Shen Jia had just taken the medicine, and his mouth felt bitter. The little eunuch brought several kinds of candied fruit for him to choose, but he waved his hand and didn't take any of them. Compared with sweets, he actually thinks the bitter taste is acceptable, and she's not a delicate girl, so where can I drink it? After finishing the medicine, there must be candies.

"Go and pass the dinner here, I will eat here today." Zhao Zhang told the little eunuch when he walked in.

"Yes."

Zhao Zhang walked into the dormitory, saw Shen Jia lazily lying on the bed reading a book, and asked with a smile: "It seems that it is really delicious food, and he is in good spirits."

"There was nothing wrong with it, I just fainted for a while after inhaling the misty smoke."

Zhao Zhang sat down at his feet, put his legs on his own, rubbed him, and said: "The woman who designed to frame Pan Mo has been caught. Many people saw her at that time, some people I drew her face and found someone quickly, but she committed suicide on the spot, and before it was too late to stop, the clue was broken again."

Shen Jia sat up, frowned and said: "I have been thinking all the way, why did they arrest me, the situation at that time, if they wanted to kill me, I was already dead, but they seemed to want to capture me alive, so they let me There is a chance to resist, but what is the purpose of arresting me?"

"Threatening me?" Zhao Zhang guessed, if the two groups of assassins were from the same group, they must still be targeting him.

Shen Jia could only think of this. He leaned on Zhao Zhang's shoulder and asked, "But Pu Zhan should only know about our relationship? Didn't he die long ago?"

"Since he knows, those who have checked the news will know it too. Even if they didn't check, you must have fallen into the eyes of someone who was traveling with me that night. Even if they can't figure out our relationship, they still know that you are my favorite. Ministers, favorite ministers, they are naturally valuable."

"Then what are you going to do next? Didn't you say that there are already suspects? Do you want to fight back?"

"I have sent Ling Jing to Yunnan to investigate, to confirm my guess before launching it, but if he thinks that he can kill me by assassination, he is too naive, even if I die, the throne belongs to Zhao Ting. Zhao Zhang stroked his head and said, "I have decided to make brother Ting the crown prince in the near future. This assassination made me understand. Accidents happen everywhere. I have to make arrangements for the future."

Shen Jia didn't like to hear him say this, "As long as you don't go out of the palace, who can do anything to you? But you must be very careful with what you eat and use, especially the food you eat and the incense you use. Don't let the enemy get caught. There is a loophole."

"If the other party is really capable, then I can only say that my life should be ended." Zhao Zhang told him something about King Nanjing, including the grievances of the previous generation, "The battle for the throne has always been either you or me. , the royal family has no brotherhood, just like the current Beichen King, Heyang King, etc., they are only superficially obedient, and I have to guard against them at all times."

Shen Jia fell into deep thought. He was thinking about what Zhao Zhang told him about King Nanjing. That man's fiefdom should be equivalent to that of Hainan and Guangzhou. It is still a relatively desolate place, but Shen Jia knows that there is a natural land there. As a big port, if maritime merchants really develop, then Lingnan will definitely not be poor.

He told Zhao Zhang his conjecture, "To know whether King Nanjing is capable of rebelling, you just need to let Commander Ling take a look at the business in Lingnan, and you can check whether there are any seamen from the south in Chang'an City." Merchants, those who sell imported goods must be carefully interrogated."

These words reminded Zhao Zhang that when they searched for assassins, they would tend to search for black households who had no way to lead them, but what if the other party was entering a city open and honest?Who would doubt a store that has been open for several years or longer in Chang'an City?

"You're right. I'll have someone investigate tomorrow."

The imperial dining room brought dinner, because Shen Jia was taking medicine, and the imperial physician had told him not to eat too greasy, so tonight's dishes were mainly light.

Shen Jia frowned when she saw that piece of green, "Bland doesn't mean you have to be vegetarian, right? And how can the emperor follow me to eat such simple food?"

Zhao Zhang picked up a bowl of millet porridge, put green vegetables in his mouth, and said flatly, "I went to Xiangguo Temple today and originally planned to be a vegetarian for three days. If you don't want to eat vegetarian with me, you can open another table."

Shen Jia smiled sheepishly, he had the nerve to eat alone, picked up his rice bowl and started to eat, in fact, Yu Chef's cooking skills are superb, even vegetables and tofu can be very delicious, he regretted what he said just now.

After dinner, the two went to the bathtub together to take a bath. Shen Jia rolled and crawled on the ground today, and only changed her clothes when she came back. She wanted to take a bath a long time ago.

In the middle of washing, he suddenly asked: "This Xiangguo Temple should be quite rich, right?"

Zhao Zhang didn't understand why he asked this question, so he glanced at him suspiciously, and heard Shen Jia leaning over to say, "Look, the incense in Xiangguo Temple is very prosperous, and most of the guests are high-ranking officials and dignitaries. My mother's sesame oil donation is worth Dozens of taels, not to mention those noble ladies from high families, and Xiangguo Temple has mountains and land, and the monks in the temple eat simple meals, all of which are grown by themselves. The price is simply sky-high, and the net inflow of funds this year must have been quite a lot.”

Zhao Zhang poured a ladle of water on him, jokingly said, "You don't mean to get an idea of ​​Xiangguo Temple, do you? It is a temple after all, the place where the Buddha lived. I dare not steal the warehouse of Xiangguo Temple."

Shen Jia stared at him blankly, "What are you thinking? I wouldn't think so. What's the difference between that and snatching?"

"Then you are envious of the good business of Xiangguo Temple, and want to build a temple to share?"

Shen Jia felt that her face was going to be distorted, what kind of image did she have in Zhao Zhang's mind?

"Your Majesty, tell me the truth, am I particularly greedy for money?"

"It's not enough to be greedy, but I think you should really want to make money."

Shen Jia found that he couldn't refute it. He really wanted to do some business, and he didn't have to run it himself, he just made some investment and gave some advice. It seemed that he would be sorry for his advanced knowledge and theory if he didn't do anything.

"Hey, it's not that exaggerated. I just thought that since Xiangguo Temple is so rich, he can definitely play an exemplary role and do some good deeds. Didn't we talk about finding some rich businessmen to establish a foundation? If Xiangguo Temple as the target? Will they agree?"

"Of course not." Zhao Zhang shook his head indifferently, "Don't look at the group of monks who seem to be pure-hearted and ascetic, but they don't know how to be ambitious in their hearts, otherwise Yien wouldn't have been a national teacher for many years, and his father valued them a lot. He, he was rewarded with more things than my son. Xiangguo Temple is indeed rich, but do you think they don’t need to spend money to raise monks? Many monks in the temple have wives and children, but outsiders don’t know That's all."

"This...are they not afraid of being discovered?"

"How can this be discovered? Even if the evidence is put in front of them, they can completely say that it is the previous evil relationship, and it can be cut off with a single knife. Moreover, Master Yien's position in the hearts of the people is higher than mine. , the common people may suspect that I framed him."

Shen Jia remained silent. Buddhism in this era is indeed very prosperous. There are many people who believe in Buddhism. When people get sick, they don’t go to doctors, but witch doctors. This is not necessarily and is not caused by poverty.

When the common people know that it is useless to ask grandparents to sue grandma, they will pin their hopes on the god Buddha and pray for God's blessing, but if the common people have enough food and clothing, this belief will gradually fade.

Shen Jia temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​asking Xiangguo Temple to do good deeds, and after coming out of the bath, he did not stay in this bedroom, but followed Zhao Zhang back to his palace.

"Tell me how the newspaper you proposed before works. Tell me about it." Zhao Zhang suddenly mentioned the newspaper, and Shen Jia realized that he forgot to hand over the plan he had written. It was also due to too many things in the past few days.

"Come on, follow me back to see." Shen Jia dragged him back to Shen's mansion through the secret passage, the two of them appeared so suddenly that the servants in the yard were startled.

Shen Jia told everyone to keep quiet, and only lit the lamp in the study, and found out the planning book for Zhao Zhang to read.

Zhao Zhang is used to reading plans written by Shen Jia, and he has a good idea of ​​what each part is about, so it looks very fast, and after reading it once, he realizes that this newspaper is more useful than he imagined.

Zhao Zhang wished he could hug him and kiss him, he was so capable, if all the officials of the Manchu Dynasty could have Shen Jia's ability, then the government would be much easier to manage.

"Come on, tell me why it is called a newspaper?"

Shen Jia explained: "Because the paper is used to record the information to be submitted, so simply choose a name. The newspaper can be divided into many types according to the content. What we are going to run now is a political newspaper that conveys important national events, so we can also use it as a newspaper. A louder name..."

Shen Jia borrowed experience from her previous life and asked: "Since it is for the common people, why not call it the monthly report for the common people? It will be published once a month."

"The name is not important, but it is not easy to deliver the newspaper to remote areas, it is difficult to be known all over the world, and the cost of printing the newspaper is not high, but the cost of delivery is not low."

"Your Majesty, don't be impatient. If something becomes popular, it will spread easily. Newspapers are cheap and rich in content. They can be published in Chang'an first. Several bookstores in Chang'an have branches in other places. You can let them sell them on behalf of them. As long as the sales are good, they will naturally Will do everything possible to transport to other places to sell.

Once the scale is formed, we can sell the copyright of the publication to the merchants, give them the content of each issue first, and let them take it to other places for publication, which is more cost-effective and convenient than printing and shipping to other places.

In addition, there is a page in each issue of the newspaper to publish content related to the imperial examination. It can be an analysis of previous years' topics, or it can be a famous teacher's advice. Presumably, students all over the world will rush to buy it.

There are merchants who will definitely buy it. After all, many government orders are closely related to them. If they can know the court's movements earlier, they can also make preparations in advance. In addition, the government can also send newspapers to subordinate villages and towns and post them on the bulletin board , send someone to read it several times a day, as long as you care about national affairs, you will naturally listen to it. Once everyone gets used to the existence of newspapers, this thing will gradually become popular. Less, the newspaper may not be useful to them, but it must be very novel. "

Zhao Zhang shook his head and said, "The common people only care about whether the harvest is good or not, why do they care about state affairs?"

"As long as it is related to their own interests, who doesn't care? When the emperor wants to amnesty the world, or wants to reduce or exempt taxes, isn't it all related to them? Moreover, the achievements of the imperial court for the people should also be announced to the people. Come on, they know that the imperial court cares for the common people. It is still the same sentence. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Once the imperial court goes to war, it must recruit soldiers from the common people. Let the common people consciously participate and let them know that enlisting in the army is an honor. The thing is to protect the family, defend the country and protect relatives, and also sing praises to those ordinary people who sacrificed for the country.

For example, the imperial court erected monuments of meritorious deeds for dead soldiers, and set up homes for disabled soldiers. These imperial courts are doing this, but they must let the people of the world know that their sacrifices on the battlefield were not in vain, nor were they sacrificed for the powerful. Sacrifice is great and meaningful. "

Hearing this, Zhao Zhang was overwhelmed with emotion, walked around the room, and praised loudly: "Good! I will let the local governments build hero tombs and erect monuments of meritorious deeds. All soldiers who sacrificed for the country can enter the cemetery and enjoy the blessings of the country. The incense of the common people, I will let their names be passed down!"

The more Zhao Zhang thought about it, the more excited he got, he took a pen and drafted the imperial decree, and showed it to Shen Jia after it was finished. Shen Jia felt that this matter was a good thing after all, and did not object, although he knew that the local government might not be able to pass this matter on. Things go on.

"Also, how do you let the people monitor officials to implement what you said earlier?"

Shen Jia did not expect that he would still remember this incident, and said coyly: "This is a bit difficult, after all, it is too risky for people to sue officials, so let's take it easy."

Zhao Zhang didn't force it either. He naturally hoped that all the officials under his rule would be clean and upright, but this was impossible. Asking the people to sue the officials sounded like supervising all the officials for him, but it was actually very difficult to do well.

The emperor wants to run a newspaper, and it will be published once a month. The specific matters are handed over to Mr. Wu, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion. Mr. Wu is at a loss, and he doesn't know where to start. A friend reminded him and asked him to find Mr. Shen Ask for ideas, after all he was the one who first suggested the newspaper.

"Master Shen, what do you think in your heart, you might as well talk to the old man carefully. This newspaper sounds very beneficial to the people, and the old man hopes to publish it as soon as possible."

Shen Jia instilled her own ideas into him. Each newspaper probably needs several pages and what content it wants. These can be changed slowly. Moreover, he has already prepared a template and sent it directly to Mr. Wu , this thing is simple and clear, and you can understand it at a glance.

As soon as Mr. Wu took it into his hands, the first feeling was that the paper was too big and difficult to handle. The second feeling was that the font was too small, which was too difficult for an old man like him. , with no desire to read.

"Why is it designed like this?" He disagreed in his heart, and his tone was a little blunt.

Shen Jia explained to him the content recorded in each section in detail, "Because the content is too much and the space is limited, we can only reduce the font size. After all, it is only published once a month. It should be low cost and efficient, and every inch of space should not be wasted."

"But it's really dark and blurry. People are dizzy when they look at it. There are not many literate people among the people. They must be even more repulsed by so many characters."

Shen Jia forgot this, and suddenly had an idea, deleted a column on the last page, and replaced it with a literacy column, which was used to teach the common people to read.

"Add a section here, and each issue will teach ten daily-used characters, so that the common people can recognize more Braille. As for other sections, the illiterate can only rely on the government to send people to read. In this way, the effect is really good. Great discount." But Shen Jia has no better way, the first function of the newspaper is to pass government orders and knowledge from top to bottom, and how popular it is depends on the people's thirst for knowledge.

And this thing is definitely not something that can be popularized in a day or two, it has to be done for many years.

"The places where people can learn words and knowledge are very limited. Books are expensive, and ordinary people may not have the opportunity to touch them in their entire lives, but newspapers are cheap. Even if a village distributes a copy and sticks it on the bulletin board in the village, over time, people who are interested will always be able to read it. Learn something."

Mr. Wu understood what he meant. Shen Jia’s newspaper was created for the common people. Of course, he had to use the largest paper to record the most content. He said with emotion: "Mr. It is really a blessing for the people to come up with some strategies to benefit the people and have such a kind heart."

"Don't dare to be the one who really does things. It's Mr. Wu who is the one who does things. The lower officials are just making suggestions, and you have to try and change how to do better. These are all things that the lower officials can't take care of."

Master Wu patted him on the shoulder and said in relief: "Don't worry, this old man will definitely deliver this "People's Monthly" to every family in his lifetime!"