Be a group pet in the Qing Palace where the prince and the fourth master have been reborn

We all know that the things that entertain the masses make the most money.

The prince was short of money to open a technical school, and after a few days of worrying, he finally remembered that he still had a card in his hand that he hadn't played, so he dragged Yinzhi to discuss it for a long time. , if it is an entertainment edition, I will resolutely not touch anything else. There are so many things to talk about in Beijing, I am not afraid that there will be no material, but I am afraid that the page will not be enough.

Yinzhi was a little displeased at the beginning. The news newspaper sponsored by Nalan Chengde was a serious newspaper. The entertainment newspaper that the crown prince asked him to run was not very serious just because of the name. Look at the title, read the content, Will they really not be sacked after the newspaper is printed?

The prince has worked hard for a long time on ideological work, from the circulation of newspapers to the importance of making money, from the opening of technical schools to the filling of talents, from the lack of manpower in the Ministry of Industry to the lack of weapons in the court, from the domestic people's livelihood to the international situation, the level of national hatred and family hatred After talking almost all over the face, the third child finally nodded and accepted this hot potato.

Entertainment News Entertainment News, at the beginning, of course, some big news had to be produced to occupy the market. Tong Jia’s Erlundai and Tong Guogang are ready-made figures. In fact, Tong Jia’s matter is more convenient to find the fourth child, but The prince didn't dare to say what he was going to do in front of their fourth brother. In order not to be taught by the cold-faced fourth brother as his grandson, it was better to leave it to the third brother.

Yin Zhi agreed, but he did agree, but he was determined not to let his name appear in the entertainment newspaper. Others have a pen name when they write articles, and he can also have a pen name when he is the editor-in-chief. Shame on me.

If it wasn't for the fact that he could discuss things with Nalan Chengde justifiably after taking this job, he wouldn't be willing to do such an unscrupulous job.

The pen name is actually not a big deal, even if Yinzhi doesn't mention it, the crown prince will not let him foolishly print his name on it, otherwise they will be sued to their family's Khan Ama, and their entertainment newspaper will not be published. Jieshen died first.

Tong Jia's family is a Manchurian family, and Erlundai and Tong Guogang are the emperor's cousins ​​and the other is the emperor's uncle. The entertainment newspaper was published, and the first issue scared the readers a lot.

Newspapers only publish one issue in a ten-day period, and there are many idle readers in the interval between the two issues, seeing and news

After applying for a similar entertainment newspaper, I bought it, and I was stunned when I opened the first page.

This tabloid is so courageous, it even dares to write about the backyard of the royal relatives, isn't it afraid of being arrested and put in prison?

Most people have the nature of gossip, they are idiots if they don’t watch the excitement, they talk about how bold and dangerous this tabloid is, but they actually read it faster than anyone else, even if they know that Tong Guogang’s backyard is a mess, it doesn’t prevent them from being in the tabloid. Check it out again.

What I listened to was a hammer and a stick, and what was written in the tabloids was orderly and clear, tsk tsk tsk, the person who wrote the article was not easy.

"Take a look, take a look, first-class Duke Tong Guogang's mansion, Governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi Xifo's mansion, and the commander of the army, the left servant of the Ministry of Industry... The world is going down, the world is going down!" Gu Zhenguan didn't know which one. The tabloid produced by a colleague fell on the table, and in a panic, he accidentally pulled off his beard. Right now, he felt distressed at that little lock of beard.

Nalan Chengde had a weird expression on his face. He picked up the tabloid on the table and glanced at it. He was even more sure that it was something made by their prince. The style of the title was exactly the same as what he had mentioned before, even the content was a bit look familiar.

Looking at the content above, they are a little too courageous, even if they lack money, they can't do this, what if they are targeted by someone?

That's right, the masters lived in the Forbidden City, and ordinary people couldn't touch it. Even if the emperor could sue them, no one would be ashamed to bring the matter to the emperor for such trivial matters.

With the rigor of His Highness the Crown Prince, what was written on it should be true. Anyone could punish him for the crime of "lax housekeeping" for such a thing. It is too late to hide it. How could he take the initiative to tell the emperor?

Are they supposed to run to the Qianqing Palace with tabloids, crying and shouting that someone wrote a story about what happened in their backyard to attract people's attention?

Forget it, I can't afford to lose this person.

Nalan Chengde read the contents of the tabloid at a glance, and then asked with a smile, "How much is this tabloid? Do you know who published it?"

"A piece of twenty coins is twice as expensive as ours, but I really don't know who paid for it." Gu Zhenguan painfully put the beard that was accidentally pulled off on the paper, wrapped it up and stuffed it into the paper. In his arms, "I can know the privacy of so many high doors

, presumably the person who runs this tabloid has a lot of background. "

Nalan Chengde nodded in agreement.

That's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today, and his background really couldn't be any bigger.

The sales volume of the entertainment newspaper is better than that of the news newspaper, but without the big income from advertising, the money earned is still not enough compared to the news newspaper.

The crown prince has no plans to allow the entertainment newspaper to accept advertisements for the time being. It is enough for this kind of entertainment tabloid to sell well. The exposed address is easy to be found by people, so the writer of the article and the place where it is printed must be kept secret. The common people have accepted the existence of entertainment tabloids, and it will not be too late to quietly offer ways of cooperation.

In short, after receiving Kangxi's permission, the first technical school in Beijing was quickly prepared. The site was selected outside the city. The place is very large. The design drawing was provided by the prince. In addition to classrooms, dormitories and canteens, several rooms were added. A small laboratory.

The winter weather is difficult, and having a place to shelter from the wind and snow is enough to save lives for many people. The enrollment of the technical school is going very smoothly. The number of students in the first class is more than twice as many as expected. This is still limited by them. case of age.

Yinzhen checked the roster later, and found that not only orphans from the Yuyingtang were enrolled, but also children from ordinary families. Even though the technical school had a lot to learn, there was still work to be done every day. It is a way out for children.

They have to work as usual, and they have to get up before dawn to work. They are so tired that they may not be able to eat enough, and the house where they sleep may have air leakage. Working and resting at night, this level of work is nothing to them. The most important thing is that they can have enough food in school.

In winter, the suburbs of Beijing are completely silent. The sound of horseshoes startles the birds in the forest, and the silence returns after passers-by pass by.

The crown prince attaches great importance to the technical school he facilitated. He himself is too young to be the principal, and he has to find someone who is powerful enough to act as a front for the school. He doesn't need to look for it elsewhere, just take it from the South Study Room.

Zhu Yizun, Gao Shiqi, Zhang Ying, Chen Tingjing, Wang Shizhen...

Whichever one is pulled out can suppress the situation.

Of course, this kind of job depends on their temperament. The prince chooses from time to time, either because he thinks one is too arrogant or that is not smooth enough. In the end, he still chooses Zhu Yizun, not for other reasons.

Just because he is the only minister in the South study who is free to be the principal.

The humble prince, weeping online.

The imperial court gave the green light all the way to start a technical school. The prince took out all the wealth of his brothers to set up the school. He didn't even let go of the pockets of the little guys, no matter how small the melon seeds are, they are still money. , It's worth a lot of money when converted into copper plates.

As long as the money is in place, high-rise buildings can be built on the ground. Before the first snow has melted, the technical school in the suburbs of Beijing has roughly taken shape. As soon as the second snow falls, important places such as classrooms, dormitories, and canteens can be put into use. Offices are slowly being built, and there is no delay in cultivating talents.

The prince took Yinti Yinzhi Yinzhen to visit the school building, and highly praised the construction speed of the craftsmen. The folk masons were much faster than the people from the Ministry of Industry.

"More than 930 people have been recruited this year, all of whom are children aged six to 13. Now the school has just started teaching. When they get familiar with this place, they can be assigned to different teachers in the spring of next year." He knows everything about him well, and he doesn't need others to do the work he introduces, he can just say it himself.

The male and female dormitories are divided into different places. Girls have more courses in spinning, weaving and embroidery, while boys have more courses in carpentry, masonry, cooking and other courses. Literacy and numeracy must be learned on both sides. After all, their original purpose is just to learn from it. Pick out those who can serve the court, and the rest are just incidental.

The prince has set up different classes for the technical school. If the talents are good, focus on training them. If the talents are not good, let them choose the workshops they are interested in to learn crafts. If they are neither willing to learn nor learn crafts, that would be even better. Done, just throw it out and fend for yourself.

However, those children from poor backgrounds almost never have that kind of situation. For them, it is very rare to have enough food and clothing, and it is even more desirable to have a way to learn crafts. Why are they unwilling to learn?

The brothers walked around the school building and listened to the introduction of the fourth son with a straight face. If they didn't know the actual age of the fourth son in their family, just listening to the tone of his voice, it would be reasonable to say that he is an old man in his tens of years.

The prince walked for a while with his arms in his arms. He felt that there was something missing in the school building. The students only studied and worked every day. It would be good to add some things such as Cuju, skipping rope and so on.

The rise of the Chinese men's football team started from the Qing Dynasty, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Second brother, here

It is a free school, not a school for ordinary children. "Yinzhen looked over blankly, just wanting to shake the water out of this guy's head, "Be sober, we don't spend money for their enjoyment. "

The crown prince sighed, and had no choice but to give up the good idea that he thought of just now. This fourth son, why is he so serious, he is too serious to live and it is tiring, only like him can he live happily.

Both Yinti and Yinzhi also felt that the fourth child in their family was right. They drained all their money to run a school not only for doing good deeds, but also for helping the common people. The imperial court specially had officials to do it. They wanted to pick out the plastic talents from among these children to train them. , playing around all day is outrageous.

As the princes of the emperor, they have to get up to study every day before dawn. Chinese, Manchu, and Mongolian go hand in hand. They can't miss everything when they bow, horse, ride and shoot. If the prince reads like this, it doesn't make sense for them to pay for others to enjoy themselves.

"All right, all right, what you said is right, it's getting late, let's go back to the palace." The prince didn't want to argue with his brothers. They didn't receive equal education since they were young. There was only one result, and that was that he was treated as a psychopath.

Besides, where in the world is there true equality?

The four of them got into the carriage and looked at the school building that was getting farther and farther away and were still discussing. Yinti pointed to the forest next to him, and gestured while talking, "There are many wild animals here, but there are no such powerful things as tigers and leopards. There are many wild boars." Not much, it can be used to practice archery for students."

"Brother, those children will stay in Yixue for at most three years. Do you think three years will allow them to learn how to hunt wild boars?" Yin*zhen is sober in the world, leaning on the carriage, clutching Mrs. Tang to pour cold water on their boss.

The prince curled his lips, "Three years, it's not enough to put it on the fourth brother. I can shoot a deer at the age of five. What's wrong with those teenage students who shoot a wild boar?"

Wild boars are harmful animals these days. Running out of the woods will ruin the farmland. Farmers will form teams to hunt wild boars when they are free. Students can send wild boars to the cafeteria for extra meals. Why not do it ?

Yinti didn't hear that the prince was poking at Yinzhen secretly, and scratched his head naively, and said solemnly, "I can learn a lot in three years. Brother, I was able to beat leopards when I was seven or eight years old. I didn't Learn riding and archery for a few years."

Yinzhen pursed his lips tightly, closed his eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

Yinti Dama Jindao sat next to him

, resting his elbows on his legs and holding his face in confusion, "What's the matter?"

"Brother, do you want to drink? Are you hungry? Come and have a drink and some snacks." Yinzhi rolled his eyes almost to the sky, and in order to prevent their carriage from being overturned halfway, he hurriedly found something to block their boss Q.

Young life oh.

Sooner or later, the boss will fall on his stinky mouth.

The cold wind blew past, the snowflakes in the sky rolled up and down, rolled up several times, and finally fell to the ground in the silvery white, the original appearance could not be seen. Behind the transparent window lay a little doll carved in powder and jade, looking at it with beautiful eyes. The snowflakes outside, after one falls, I go to see the other one, amusing myself very much.

It was snowing outside again, Erniang didn't allow him to go out to play, and his younger siblings were also detained and couldn't go out, so he could only make fun for himself.

The little guy stayed in the house obediently, lying in front of the window to watch the snow for a while, and then sat on the thick blanket to play with the dog. Little Jingba is more than three years old this year, and he has long been a mature big dog. It's just that the Jingba dog is only that big when it is an adult, and the mind is converted into a human being, and it is still a five or six-year-old child. There is no obstacle to playing with Yin Qi.

It was windy and snowy outside, and Kangxi couldn't sit comfortably in the south study room. He was always afraid that his precious pimple would get cold again in this cold day. At noon, he would take the entertainment tabloid he just got today. To Chengqian Palace.

The old father really had a long memory this time. After entering the house, he took off his cloak and baked it next to the stove for a long time, making sure that he was warm and free of air-conditioning. Ma, let's see if there is any flesh."

"Yes, Yinqi just ate a big bowl of meat soup, and his stomach is still round." The little guy wrapped his arms around the neck of their family's Khan Ama, and he was proud of his appetite. He can eat a whole meal now. A bowl of rice is amazing.

Kangxi freed a hand to touch his son's soft belly, and said, "Really? Let Khan Ama feel it, is it really still round?"

The little guy was dressed thickly, and he was not afraid of Khan Ama's big hands. He hugged Kangxi's neck and giggled non-stop. The imperial concubine Tong Jia watched their father and son messing about, smiled helplessly, and asked the small kitchen to deliver the food .

The emperor said in advance that he would come, and the food in the small kitchen was always hot, but the little guy couldn't wait with them, so he ate the food early.

Kangxi sat down at the dining table with his son in his arms,

He took the chopsticks and asked, "Did Xiao Jiu really eat a big bowl of meat soup at noon today?"

"Where is there such a big bowl, it's just a small bowl for eating." The imperial concubine Tong Jia put her son on the ground, feeling that the emperor's question was nonsense, "Xiaojiu's appetite improved a lot after he recovered from his illness. The imperial doctor said that the child is slow. As you grow up slowly, your bones will gradually become stronger.”

"If we can go on like this, maybe we can be as strong as Yinzhen Yin'e in the future." Kangxi nodded, and felt that his words were not very realistic after speaking, so he laughed and began to eat.

Yin Qi had already filled his stomach, and now he was idling around the dining table, seeing the entertainment tabloid that their family Khan Ama had put aside, he tiptoed to reach the newspaper down and collapsed on the ground, looking at the shocking headlines on it ,stunned.

This is what the prince brother did, right?

It must be the prince's brother, the fourth brother would not come up with such a dishonest thing.

"Nalan Mingzhu was kicked out of the house late at night?Is it a distortion of human nature?Or moral decay? "

Kangxi turned his head and saw his son lying on the newspaper with a decent frown, swallowed the food and said with a smile, "Mingzhu is afraid of guilt, Baocheng probably heard the old things from Suo'etu, so he directly reported this matter I wrote it in the newspaper, and with Mingzhu's old fox temperament, I reckon it will be Suo'etu's turn to be on the front page of the next issue."

The entertainment tabloids are just some irrelevant anecdotes. The prince and the others behave in a proper manner. Since the tabloids can make money, let them go. Anyway, he is quite interesting to read.

"Khan Ama, here is two, why is it two? Is there one?" The little guy was happy to read the gossip, and flipped through it from the beginning to the end extremely quickly, and then dragged the newspaper that was about to reach his height after it was spread out, pointing Looking at the words "Second Issue" on the front page, blinking his eyes skillfully as a child who has just started, "Khan Ama, do you have one?"

Kangxi didn't notice that there were other things written on the headlines before, but when he heard his youngest son's question and took a closer look, he found that it was really the second issue, so he asked Liang Jiugong to find the first issue for him, "This is Baocheng, how come The first issue is more meaningful than the second issue, why did you only send the second issue?"

The imperial concubine Tong Jia just smiled and said nothing, took the serving chopsticks to pick up food for the emperor, and urged him to eat quickly, the food cools quickly in winter, and it will not taste good if it is not cold.

Yin praying not to disturb Amai Niang

After dinner, he dragged the newspaper and sat back, this time he was going to read it slowly, he had been to Mingzhu's mansion, where his eldest brother and fifth brother had speared fish, it turned out that Mingzhu had been thrown into the river by his Fujin before.

Hey, hey, his Fujin is so fierce.

Kangxi quickly finished his meal, picked up his son who was lying on the ground studying tabloids, and asked, "Come on, show Ama which words she knows."

"My son knows a lot of characters now." The little guy wagged his tail proudly. He has a good memory, and he can clearly remember which characters he has learned and which characters he has not. Words are a lot.

It was cold in winter, and Kangxi didn't dare to mention the matter of letting the little guy go to the study. He taught him when he was free, and let him mess around by himself when he didn't have time. Seeing that the little guy is learning so well now, He happily hugged his son and kissed him several times.

As expected of the little guy he taught himself, it made him feel at ease just like the prince.

Not long after, Liang Jiugong came back with the first issue of the entertainment tabloid, and handed it over respectfully, not daring to disturb the relationship between the emperor and Brother Jiu.

Kangxi shook open the newspaper with a smile, and saw the big "Shock!Tong Jia's Erlundai fought with his old father, the reason was...", the smile froze on his face.

The excellent son who was worry-free and measured just now turned into a brat who can only mess around in an instant.

The old father took a deep breath, hugged the youngest son who didn't know what had happened, and put him in the arms of the imperial concubine Tong Jia. With difficulty, he smiled so that their mother and son would not have to see him off. After going out, he wanted to jump angrily, "Liang Jiugong! Let the prince Come to the Qing Palace with the boss! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Even dare to write about Tong Jia's affairs, what else are they afraid to write about?

Mingzhu and Suo'etu just wrote it. Can they write it in Tong Guogang's house?