The Ming Dynasty started with caution

"This is still a court report. I just added pictures next to the handwriting and called it the new court report."

The Zhongshushe is an institution of the court, equivalent to the official media in the previous life, that is, Xixi Kickwei.

It was placed under the Censorate, which supervised it to prevent the Zhongshushe from making false reports.

The new court report was only one of the sources of news.

There were also memorials from local officials, memorials from eunuchs in charge of the town, memorials from the governor and memorials from the Censorate as auxiliary information.

Emperor Hongzhi had a good understanding of paintings. Seeing that this painting was very well painted, he said: "How much waste did this thing consume?"

How much silver was spent was what he cared about most.

"It's not expensive, you need a painter who is proficient in painting, and the painter needs to be able to write articles."

When newspapers first appeared, they were more like they were born for dignitaries.

Even if the people read newspapers, they just wanted to kill time, and they didn't buy many at first.

It takes manpower and money to make a court report, but Yan Chengjin inferred that the media is a product that will inevitably appear when it develops to a certain level.

It plays a milestone role in the development of the Ming Dynasty, and it cannot be promoted because of the waste.

Each prefecture sends a Zhongshu Sheren, and these Zhongshu Sheren also receive salaries in the court.

Yan Chengjin said: "One place only needs to make one court report, which will be read by His Majesty before being shown to all officials."

It takes two days to make a newspaper, and it cannot be mass-produced.

In two days, a Zhongshu Sheren makes a court report, and it takes about ten days to send it back to the capital.

It also takes more than half a month for the three border memorials to be sent back to the capital. The time lag of news has made His Majesty and all officials accustomed to it.

Wang Ao said in a deep voice: "You just said that you want to tidy up the Zhongshu She?"

His fourth son-in-law Jin Ren is the Zhongshu Sheren.

All officials looked over.

"To make a new court report, you need to draw and write, and you must be a Zhongshu Sheren. Ordinary painters who can only draw are not qualified.

There are 48 Zhongshu Sheren, who can be assigned to the two capitals and 15 roads to send back court reports."

Zhongshu She is the nursery for ministers.

During the Chenghua Emperor's time, there were more than 150 Zhongshu Sheren, and 48 was not a small number.

Now, only five need to be left in the secretariat to write imperial edicts, documents, etc., and the rest can be sent to the local areas and leave Beijing for reform.

After Yan Chengjin finished speaking, he returned to the cabinet team. The three officials rushed to the front to offend the ministers.

"I think it's not possible!"

"I second the proposal!"

"The Zhongshu She's job system edicts and imperial edicts should be kept in the palace, how can they be assigned to the thirteen roads!"

The ministers were furious. If their sons fail the imperial examinations in the future, where will they be sent to?

Immediately, half of the officials knelt on the ground, some officials had their sons in Zhongshu She, and some officials were about to be sent to Zhongshu She.

Wang Ao also knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, the Zhongshushe is a place where meritorious officials are blessed, and it cannot be transferred to the local areas!"

The ministers looked at each other, and they were of the same mind. Even if Yan Chengjin's new official report was good, so many people opposed it.

It would not be implemented.

Liu Jian took a deep breath and said, "The Fifth Palace has the assistance of the Hanyuan and Hanlin, and the Zhongshushe people are really a burden. I ask for your permission to cancel the decree of the Southern Tour."

"I second the motion!"

"I second the motion!"

Li Dongyang and Xie Qian bowed one after another.

All the officials looked up in astonishment.

This time, Yan Chengjin stood quietly aside. It was the three officials who asked for the rectification of the Zhongshushe?

A firm look flashed in the eyes of Emperor Hongzhi. The Zhongshushe was of no benefit to the court. "Pass on my decree, keep six people in the palace to make edicts, and the rest will be transferred to fifteen roads, and go today."

He couldn't wait to see the new official reports from various places.

The ministers were pale and stiff in place.

Li Dongyang said: "I beg your Majesty to return the Zhongshu Sheren to the Yushi Yamen to avoid laziness and dereliction of duty."

The local censors had read it first and guaranteed the authenticity of the news to a certain extent.

"Allowed!"

In the capital, many mansions were crying. Entering the Zhongshu Sheren, they thought they would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

Now, it has become a disaster. If they don't go, they will disobey the order.

In one day, more than 40 Zhongshu Sheren went to the 15th Road.

Emperor Hongzhi has been thinking about this matter and asked Xiao Jing from time to time. Xiao Jing could only respond that your Majesty would be there soon.

Ten days passed, and there was still no message back.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned: "Ministers disobeyed my order?"

He suspected that the ministers let the people go.

"I saw them send the people away with my own eyes, and I will send someone to check again." Xiao Jing said, and trotted out of the bedroom.

Liu Jian and Li Dongyang stood quietly aside, waiting for the meeting.

At this time, outside the palace, a little eunuch ran from Guangting with a court newspaper.

Xiao Jing was anxious, but he didn't dare to grab it. He took it carefully, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the new court report is here."

Emperor Hongzhi was overjoyed. He pulled his hand out of the copper basin, wiped it with a towel, and took the court report.

His face gradually became stiff, cold, and finally turned into anger. Finally, his eyes became red.

Xiao Jing saw that something was wrong, so he glanced at it and almost peed himself.

On the painting, there were low houses, people in ragged clothes, scrambling for food, which was very different from the prosperous scene in the capital.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"

Emperor Hongzhi's nose was sour, "I thought that the Thirteen Daos were only fifty steps away from the capital, but there was such a miserable scene."

He was still far behind.

Liu Jian and the other two glanced at the court report. They had seen Yan Chengjin's prosperous picture of the capital before, which was full of achievement, joy and excitement.

Seeing this court report from Hejian Prefecture, they were extremely disappointed.

Xiao Jing asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, will this court report continue to be circulated in the future?"

Emperor Hongzhi said, "Send it to the Qianqing Palace before the morning hour every day. I will read the court report before having breakfast."

Early in the morning, Yan Chengjin entered the palace to take up his duty.

Xiao Jing brought a new report and urged him kindly: "Master Yan, please read it quickly. We still have to send it to the six ministries after reading it."

His Majesty ordered that the cabinet and the nine ministers could read the new report.

Yan Chengjin glanced at them. These Zhongshu Sheren were equivalent to the official media reporters in later generations. They would be beaten to death, which was very dangerous.

But they were the children of ministers and were safer than ordinary people.

"I am not interested. Send them away."

...

Nanchang, a crossroads.

I saw an official who looked like a scholar, holding a paintbrush, standing on the street, and the paintbrush kept moving.

Tang Yin walked up and looked at it intently for a while: "What is the master painting?"

He could leave the palace once a day, but it was inconvenient to do too much with someone following him.

The Zhongshu Sheren ignored him and was worried about how to paint the people coming and going on paper?

Tang Yin said with interest: "Students can draw it for you."

The secretary was skeptical, Tang Yin took it and drew the cross street of Nanchang without looking at it.

At this time, Prince Ning's pigpen.

"Your Majesty, the capital sent a secretary to Nanchang to draw new court reports every day for your majesty and ministers to read." The counselor said.

After thinking for a moment, Prince Ning thought: "Let him come to the palace and draw the pigpen."

The assessment date of the Eighth Sage King has arrived. He has raised a thousand pigs, which is the most among all the kings.

"What is Gongluo doing?" Zhu Chenhao asked casually.

The counselor hesitated: "Rape the common people's women."

Zhu Gongluo used to only visit brothels, but now he is tired of brothels, so he goes to look for them every day. If there is a beautiful woman, he will rob her openly.

It's just a beast!

If he is not the son of the prince, he will kill this beast with his own hands.

The first scum in Nanchang!

Prince Ning took a deep breath and said, "He is the same as Zhu Houzhao. Let him come. I will tell him a few words. He should be coming to the capital soon."

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