Summon players, rebuild Dawei

The next day was the Zhengdan Festival. Early in the morning, Jiang Shu was awakened by the sound of firecrackers in front of the court, followed by a servant girl directing the boy servant to stick to the door god, hanging peach charms and the rustling of reed ropes, so noisy that he had to turn over and get out of bed.

Last night, I watched the year with my parents and nephew until dawn before I lay down. After sleeping for a while, I had to get up again. From dressing to washing, Jiang Shu was always in a daze, as if he could fall asleep by closing his eyes. It wasn't until sitting in front of the table and seeing the pepper and cypress wine and the five-spiced plate brought by Zhitao that he suddenly woke up.

Here we come again, the annual exorcism and strengthening package!

Holding the idea that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, Jiang Shu held his breath, went through it one after another quickly, and finally drank a sip of peach soup to remove the chicken smell in his mouth, which was the end of the torment.

Seeing him let out a long breath after drinking the peach soup, Zhitao couldn't help but smile, quickly removed the bowls and plates, and brought over the steaming food.

Today's breakfast is mutton buns, corn cakes and a bowl of hot and sour soup, all of which Jiang Shu usually likes to eat.

Seeing the hot and sour soup being served, Jiang Shu immediately took a spoonful and drank it into his mouth. The hot and sour taste filled his lips and tongue, immediately soothing his hurt sense of taste.

Eating a delicious breakfast, it is natural to have some gossip information.

Afterwards, Jiang Shu gnawed on a mutton bun and opened the game panel, and then received his first good news of the new year - the administrator level has been upgraded!

Congratulations, after a year, the administrator level has finally been raised to level 9, and the full level will be reached after another level!

Of course, 2000 million points are required to upgrade to level ten, so it will definitely take a long time.

Regardless of these for the time being, Jiang Shu opened the exchange mall and saw that most of the products had been unlocked.

Among the crops he is most concerned about, all the fruits and vegetables have been unlocked, and when spring comes, they can be exchanged for some and handed over to the farmers' chamber of commerce.

There are no new commodities in terms of food, but there is one thing that has caught Jiang Shu's attention when it is unlocked, and it is cotton.

Cotton is so important!

In such a cold winter, high-ranking officials of the gentry can wear fur and mink clothes, wrapped in expensive silk-filled quilts, and survive the severe winter comfortably. Common people have at most one sheepskin fur. Filled with cloth quilts to keep warm and keep out the cold, those with poor conditions can only use some reed flowers, catkins and even thatch to resist the cold wind.

Jiang Shu was well aware of the threat of winter to the people at the bottom. After serving as the governor, he immediately allocated a number of supplies to the northern part of Xunzhou to help the people in the newly recovered border counties survive the cold winter.

However, the productivity of this era is limited, and the current situation is the only help he can provide. If cotton can be grown on a large scale, the situation will be greatly improved.

Thinking about this, Jiang Shu secretly made a plan in his heart. When the spring came, he would divide the points in hand into two, half for food and crops, and half for cotton.

"If all goes well, perhaps this year, the people of Xunzhou will be able to wear cotton-padded clothes and quilts." Jiang Shu said to himself.

Zhitao, who was packing clothes at the side, heard his voice, turned around and asked, "What's your order, Mr. Lang?"

Jiang Shu came back to her senses, said "nothing" with a light smile, and then exited the mall.

Just as he was about to open the forum, the guard opened the door and came in, delivering the January issue of "Mi Yang Monthly".

Since there was a new newspaper, Jiang Shu simply closed the game panel, and opened the newspaper while eating the jade noodles cake.

In the new year, the newspapers still featured his congratulations. Of course, last year it was the prefect's congratulations, and this year it was the governor's congratulations.

He thought, if this newspaper spreads to other places, people who don't know about it will probably feel that this "Miryang Monthly News" is getting better and better. It's getting louder.

In fact, they are all the same person.

After a year of development, the newspaper office has gradually turned from a loss-making state at the beginning, and has started to make a profit last month.

After careful consideration and calculation, Qin Shang changed the original two newspapers to three newspapers while keeping the cost unchanged as much as possible, so that more content can be put in, and some slots can also be vacated Exclusively for merchants to advertise.

Jiang Shu glanced at the front page of the newspaper, most of the major events that happened in Miryang last month were published on it, such as the report of the fire in the textile factory, the grand occasion of the army returning to the city and the welcome of the people, the wax festival parade and the grand scene of the lantern festival, etc. wait.

In addition, there are some knowledge articles such as "prevention and treatment of typhoid fever" and "hidden dangers of indoor heating".

After skimming the contents of the front page, Jiang Shu turned to the second newspaper, planning to catch up on Long Te'ao's serialized novels, when he saw that the section that should have published "The Record of Jiang Gui" had changed to another article about parents' short stories, Farming essay on daily trifles, authored by "Lin Zhenni".

The editor of the newspaper also explained a sentence, saying that the author of "Jiangguilu" Altman Temanu could not finish the manuscript of this issue in time due to illness, and wished him a speedy recovery.

"This Long Te'ao, sure enough, he's looking for a reason to procrastinate..."

As a player, you can get any disease, and you don't have to worry about finding a reason.

Jiang Shu shook his head wordlessly.

·

This year's New Year, Jiang Shu still gave the government a seven-day long holiday, but the officials can have a holiday, but he, the governor, has no time to rest, and has been busy with social entertainment for several consecutive days.

Last year, it was only necessary to receive the officials of the government who came to pay respects. This year, due to the return of Xunzhou, except for Xingjun, the prefects of other counties, county magistrates, and even some gentry and minor surnames all sent people to give gifts. The large and small banquets in the mansion almost never stopped, and in the warehouse, the gifts from the officials were also piled up into mountain bags.

That night, Jiang Shu drank too much wine at the dinner party, and was a little dizzy. After the dinner, he immediately returned to his residence to rest.

When passing the long corridor, I saw the lights streaming from the tree branches in the courtyard next door from a distance, and I couldn't help but stop, feeling in a trance.

The moonlight in the winter night was hazy, and the faint white light fell on the stone path, dragging his thoughts to a long time ago.

It was a night like this, and I happened to sit down and chat with Xie Min while I was drunk, and when I had fun, I asked him to play a few tunes, listening to the sound of the piano to kill the fatigue of the past few days...

"Let him rest at home for a few days, he really won't come, leave me busy..."

Muttering in his mouth, Jiang Shu withdrew his gaze, turned and walked towards the main house.

Back in the courtyard, seeing the brightly lit corridor ahead, he suddenly remembered something, and his spirit suddenly improved.

He quickly stepped into the house, went to the cabinet in front of the vanity mirror, and found the jade pendant of peace symbol given to him by Xie Yin last year.

In the past year, every time he wore this talisman, he couldn't help but touch the cowhide to feel the bulge inside, wondering what blessing message the other party wrote to him, and he was extremely curious.

When I asked Xie Yin at the time, the other party said that it would not be opened until next year. Now that it is the new year, it should be fine after dismantling it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu immediately found a pair of small scissors, sat on the couch, and carefully opened a small opening in the stitched cowhide bit by bit, and fiddled with a folded object from the inside.

I thought it was stuffed with paper or something, but when I opened it, I found that it was a piece of silk with ink characters written on it.

Even on such a soft fabric, Xie Min's words are still vigorous and powerful.

There are only two sentences written on it: "The road you see is burning with flames, and I wish to be with you always."

Jiang Shu's heart was slightly touched.

When he gave this jade pendant, he hadn't yet made up his mind to fight for power. Did Xie Yin expect him to take this path at that time?

But relying on a feeling of drunkenness, he savored this sentence repeatedly, but it seemed that he chewed out another meaning, a kind of throbbing that fell on his heart like a shooting star piercing the night sky.

For a moment he couldn't tell.

·

"Father, younger brother sent a letter, and brought a ceremony." Xie Jiao strode into the study, saw his brother Xie Xue was among them, and hurriedly bowed to the two of them.

"A letter from Ah Yin?" Xie Xian closed the newspaper in his hand and put it aside.

"Exactly, in addition to the letter, I also gave everyone New Year gifts." Xie Jiao handed over the letter, glanced at the "Miyang Monthly News" on the case, and asked doubtfully: "Father, brother Cong, are you here?" Reading newspaper?"

"I'm reading a newspaper, but what I'm reading is not the article." Xie Xue replied with a smile, "At the meeting of the Yuan Dynasty, the governor of Xunzhou sent envoys to present the technique of movable type printing. Waiting for Zhuo Lang to join Taixue and Guozijian to establish the Beijing News, I came here today to discuss this matter with my uncle."

"Found the Beijing News?" Xie Jiao sat down beside him, and said with twinkling eyes, "This is a good thing. From now on, apart from the newspapers from Miryang, there will be more things to read every month."

"The Beijing News is probably not as interesting as the Miyang News. Most of the information conveyed are the official documents and decrees of the imperial court. Even if there are scribes who contribute, it may be difficult to review."

"Ah...that would be a pity."

Xie Jiao originally wanted to wait for the Beijing News to be established, then submit some of his poems and strange novels for publication, but he shook his head regretfully upon hearing this.

"You son of a bitch!" The two were chatting when an angry sound came from the side.

Xie Jiao raised his eyes in astonishment, and saw Xie Xian holding the letter paper in his hand, his brows were furrowed, and his face was rather unhappy.

It is rare to see my father so angry, and it is because of reading the letter from the seventh brother.

He hurriedly asked, "What did brother write in the letter?"

Xie Xian pondered for a while, then handed the letter to him: "You can read it."

"This……"

Xie Jiao didn't know what to say after reading it. Seeing that Xie Xue was curious, he explained: "Yin Pushe wanted to marry the Jiang brothers, but Jiang Shishi didn't want to, and he didn't want to rigidify the relationship between the two families. My brother cooperated with him. Pretending to be Long Yang's good."

Xie Xue took a deep breath, pondered for a moment and then said: "Speaking of which, recently I have indeed heard rumors that the governor of Xunzhou has a close relationship with his brother, and they often eat, live and go in and out together."

"It's because this Nizi deliberately made the caravan spread such words." Xie Xian said, his tone was both angry and helpless.

Xie Xue paused for a moment, and then said in a gentle tone: "Qixian's behavior is indeed a bit out of line, but it is also for the sake of the master."

"Thinking about the Lord? If only it were that simple."

"Uncle, what do you mean by this?"

Xie Xian took a sip of the warm wine in his glass and did not answer.

"However," Xie Jiao asked with doubts, "Since taking power, the King of Southwest has never done anything reckless. Why should Yin Pushe rush to marry a daughter?"

"One can bear it for a while, but not for a lifetime." Xie Xian folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, "Pei Xin can endure these few months is the limit, let's see, the court will not be stable for long."