The prince hugs his daughter-in-law and cries for poverty every day gl[Transmigration Book]

"Get to the point." Already accustomed to Ji Chenjing's way of speaking, Si Muli glanced at her, frowned slightly, and then said with a headache.

Ji Chenjing pouted, "Newspaper."

"Newspaper?" Gong Yuxi repeated in doubt. "Sounds a bit like Di Bao?"

"That's right." Ji Chenjing clapped his hands, "It's the Dibao. It's just that the newspaper I'm talking about is aimed at the people, and it needs to be easy to understand and cover various fields..."

"If we want to compete with the current authority of public opinion, we must first establish our own channels."

"So? What are we going to do?" Feng Chen frowned, thinking.

"Wait."

Seeing Feng Chen frowned in dissatisfaction, she immediately explained, "Newspapers need paper first. If the cost is too high, they will not be able to achieve the effect of facing the people and guiding public opinion."

"How long?" Feng Chen felt that she could understand every word Ji Chenjing said, but when put together, she felt dizzy.

So she gave up, which was much easier.She lay down on the chair, looking at Simuli and Gong Yuxi.

They are still thinking about it.

"It should be soon, it's only been a few days. Mu Yide told me before that the craftsmen have already made plans." Ji Chenjing said.

"Tell me in detail..." Gong Yuxi raised her head and said.

Ji Chenjing chuckled, "This newspaper has three characteristics..."

……

The capital of Zhao Kingdom, Fengqiu.

"Your Majesty..." A young woman in a scarlet robe was hugging the horse's neck, preventing the carriage from leaving.The woman had a delicate face, and her eyes were very spirited, "Your Majesty, you have to go and take this subject with you, or the old stubborn will definitely break my leg this time!"

"Ju Li..." A gentle and pleasant voice came from inside the car, but the owner of the voice was full of helplessness.

"Zhen will tell Yuanfu not to embarrass you." The owner of the voice thought of a way.

"If that stubborn old man had listened to His Majesty, I wouldn't have been discounted before!" The young woman named Juli was soft-hearted, and she just refused to let go.

The coachman was a stern middle-aged woman, as if she couldn't see anything, she let the woman hug the horse's neck.

Si Linyun was speechless for a moment, how dare this little guy call Yuanfu old and stubborn?She shook her head helplessly, "Don't make trouble, go back."

"What's so good about your majesty's Huage? Our Fengqiu is a hundred times more prosperous than that place. Isn't it a beauty? I will gather a hundred different ones for your majesty within three days..." The woman was full of nonsense, and the palace gate only Can hear her voice.

The air fell into silence.

If the words are spoken, the woman feels that she will suffer.She is clearly poking His Majesty's heart...

What's so good about it?Isn't that the one!

In the end, there was silence in the car for a while, and then the gentle voice sounded again, the voice was so calm that people couldn't judge whether they were happy or angry, "Go back, Juli."

The woman subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay, it's okay, this means that His Majesty is not angry, but fortunately, our Majesty has a good temper.

She rolled her eyes and changed her mind, "Your Majesty, you see that there is only one person in the family in Huage, and there is no one to help. Anyway, it is useless for me to be in Fengqiu. Why don't your majesty take me to accompany the family?" , at least, if there is nothing wrong, I can talk to my family and protect my family well."

Inside the car, Si Linyun frowned, thinking of Si Muli's situation, it might be better if a clever minister followed him.

She lowered her head and thought about it carefully, before hesitating, "Mr. Yuanfu has a daughter here, I can't bear to let her stay in Fengqiu alone."

"To be honest, my mother also has this intention." The woman said in a serious manner.

In fact, the old stubborn had already despaired of His Majesty's stubbornness, so she was sent to watch over the prince carefully, and he must not let the prince repeat the same mistakes.

"So that's how it is..." Si Linyun immediately figured out what was going on, she smiled wryly and shook her head, "Okay, I agree."

The woman immediately let go of the horse's neck and said energetically, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Not long after, the convoy left Fengqiu City leisurely.

……

Huage, Linchao Palace, Yangxin Palace.

Ji Qisu kept a cold face all day long, Gong Yuqing was a little helpless, "It's just a bunch of jumping clowns, don't be angry, okay?" She put her arms around Ji Qisu's waist.

The feminine temperament is gentle and elegant, with soft and delicate cheeks, and the ink hair is as smooth as a waterfall, and feels very good.Ji Qisu looked down, and the anger in his heart was indeed much lower.

but……

"Because they are clowns, they are sure that I won't specifically trouble them, so they dare to be so unscrupulous!" Ji Qisu's face darkened, "Even if it's an ant, don't bully me!"

Hearing this sentence, Gong Yuqing subconsciously laughed, "Asu, you..." Ji Qisu was quite depressed when she saw the smile in her starry eyes.

"Why are you laughing?!" Ji Qi Su Hu said with a dissatisfied face.

"You still don't want to take any losses." Gong Yuqing brushed her hair, her eyes were full of smiles.

Ji Qisu snorted coldly with disdain, sat upright, and continued to read the memorial, "I can eat anything, but I don't like to suffer."

Her tone was arrogant and indifferent, and there was something indescribable...

Gong Yuqing squinted her eyes and smiled, not provoking her again.

"Qing'er, did you reply to Fenglou's letter?" Ji Qisu still couldn't swallow his breath.

In the end, her means were limited to the country. If she wanted to kill the ants, she needed the cooperation of others.

Gong Yuqing shook her head, "I haven't received it." After she came, she took over all Ji Qisu's personal letters as a matter of course.Just like Si Linyun...

Ji Qisu frowned earnestly, "That guy is hard to convince... I don't know if she agrees or not..."

Although Si Linyun and Gong Yuqing have different personalities, they both tend to be soft-hearted and gentle.Then Feng Lou is that guy who is as hard as a rock...

Very difficult to speak.

At least Ji Qisu thinks so...

Gong Yuqing smiled slightly, "She doesn't need your persuasion..."

Although Fenglou is not like himself and Si Linyun, who can ask Ji Qisu whatever he wants, but he is still very easy to talk to.

Only the spoiled Ji Qisu would feel that Fenglou is not easy to associate with.

Speaking of which, Fenglou's occasional refusal of Ji Qisu seems to have merit.When Si Linyun occupied the Qi Palace before, Ji Qisu occasionally communicated with Fenglou, unlike himself, who waited for several years without even a trace.

She almost thought that it was Si Linyun who intercepted the letter, but it turned out that it was Ji Qisu who never thought of writing.Thinking of this, Gong Yuqing felt very depressed.

"I'll write another letter to Yun'er, asking her to cooperate with us in putting pressure on those small countries. If anyone dares to cover up Xianping Pavilion again, I will let her perish!" Ji Qisu's voice was majestic and domineering.

Ji Qisu's eyes flickered.

Gong Yuqing was very clever, and almost thought of this possibility in the next moment.She immediately said, "It's better for me to have a better relationship with them. Don't threaten people at every turn. Leave this to me!"

With an unquestionable tone, she immediately took the matter onto herself and did not give Ji Qisu a chance.

Ji Qisu: "..."

So, keeping Gong Yuqing and the others by their side is a very troublesome thing.

"After all, I can't sit idly by when they smear the royal families of the two countries in this way." Afraid of being too deliberate, Gong Yuqing added a sentence temporarily.

……

"What is this?" Si Muli looked at the thing in front of him with doubts on his face.She picked up the paper roll and looked it up and down, "Paper?"

"Yes." Ji Chenjing nodded with a smile, and then added, "Toilet paper."

Smulli's smile froze.

Afraid that Si Muli would not understand, Ji Chenjing continued, "To replace toilet paper."

The scroll fell to the ground and rolled around a few times...

Ji Chenjing picked it up without waiting for Si Muli to speak, "It's not used, throw it away, don't you know what it means to be thrifty? Waste is shameful!"

The scroll in Feng Chen's hand also rolled down.

Ji Chenjing looked over, "Pick it up yourself!"

Gong Yuxi raised her head blankly and looked at Ji Chenjing. She reacted slowly, and she hadn't had time to throw it yet.

"Is this the way you said?" Si Muli took a deep breath, suppressing his anger.

"Of course not." Ji Chenjing looked at her with a foolish expression, "This is just a by-product, for you."

Feng Chen picked up the scroll, a little hesitant, always felt that as a prince, talking about such things was somewhat inappropriate.

Although she was quite curious about the so-called toilet paper.

"Qingchen, help me move things in."

Qingchen finally waited for this sentence, she walked in with a thick stack of papers. "Your Highness, it's quite heavy!"

"However, I'd rather hug for a while longer, I didn't see so many papers before." Yang Qingchen said enviously.

Ji Chenjing picked up a stack, "You can see it every day from now on." After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, "Go and tell You Ruo to prepare a few experienced scholars who can be recruited. I have something to order."

Yang Qingchen held back his curiosity, "No."

"Time is limited, the technology is still a bit problematic, and the paper is not white enough..." Ji Chenjing rummaged.

However, the thickness is uniform and the paper surface is smooth. The key is that the cost is low, at least much lower than before.

Smulli didn't hear her at all, she looked at the paper closely, as if she wanted to touch it, but Ke was restraining herself. "Is it really as cheap as you say?"

She couldn't believe it.

"Almost," Ji Chenjing folded a paper airplane, tested the feel, and said casually, "If the output is large, the price may be lower."

Gong Yuxi quietly gave away a third of it and held it in her arms, "This is mine."

Her smiling eyes were bent, like a little squirrel hoarding food.On the fair and delicate forehead, the hair was raised mischievously.

Ji Chenjing reached out and tapped her forehead, "Nothing."

Seeing Gong Yuxi's staring almond eyes, baring his teeth and claws, Ji Chenjing withdrew his eyes, but she didn't admit that she couldn't control her hands.

"Don't worry, I've said it all, as much as you want..." She just turned her head when she saw Feng Chen, Si Muli and the two of them couldn't bear it anymore, each of them had a stack of papers in their arms...

Si Muli also knew that she seemed a bit worthless, so she turned her head blankly, thinking that Ji Chenjing would definitely laugh at herself again.

Although, as the crown prince, it is impossible to be short of paper, but I have never seen such a large stack of paper placed there, and my first reaction is to hold it in my hand.

Just like the orchid and bamboo paper that Ji Chenjing often used, it was sold in Lun Zhang.Although she could buy a stack of them and put them on display, it was obvious that the Shaofu would not do such a rich job.

So... this scene happened.

In fact, even when white paper was everywhere in later generations, when Ji Chenjing saw a pile of spotless white paper, he wanted to hug it and smell it again.

It's like the study and imperial examination career in 2000, engraved the love of paper in the genes, and passed it down to future generations.

Of course, it is only second.

Ji Chenjing shook his head, and didn't laugh at them this time, "Next, I'm thinking, should the newspaper be printed with engraving or letterpress printing? It feels like it's relatively slow, and it doesn't meet the requirements of mass production. .”

I don't know if it is possible for the printer to fiddle with it?It is estimated that it is impossible.

"Also, how do we write the first edition? How do we publicize it? How many copies should we print... As for the empress, she probably won't refuse."

Smulli and the others held the paper, and started a discussion with each other.