"Yuanyuan, call me brother." Yang Fan said seductively, like a wolf grandmother. There was also a White Rabbit toffee in her hand.
This kind of milk candy is a military supply, used by servants to supplement sugar and calories when they run out of food during missions. Ordinary soldiers are not issued with it.
The little girl has never eaten anything good when she has grown up. Looking at the beautiful candy wrappers and the faint milky flavor, I couldn't help but swallow.
His big watery eyes revealed longing, but he didn't dare to reach out.
"Be good, call me brother, and I'll give you this toffee, okay?" Yang Fan peeled off the candy wrapper like a prank. This time the milky flavor is even stronger.
The little breasted dumpling couldn't help sniffing, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist the temptation, and whispered: "Brother, brother"
Yang Fan smiled narrowly and said, "Speak louder and call me Brother Fan."
The little breasted dumpling was encouraged and shouted in a milky voice: "Brother Fan"
Yang Fan put the candy in his hand to Yuanyuan's mouth and watched the little girl take it into her mouth.
Yang Fan asked: "Is it delicious?"
As soon as the little girl took the toffee, the milky aroma and sweetness that she had never experienced before filled her mouth, and a sense of happiness that she had never experienced before enveloped her whole body.
The little girl squinted her eyes and could no longer speak. Just a minute passed in silence.
"It's delicious, brother, Yuanyuan likes it so much."
Yang Fan smiled, every child should have a childhood that belongs to her.
Yang Fan took out all the candies from his pocket and placed them one by one on the small table. There are six candies in total, three white rabbit pieces and three fruit candies.
"These are all yours." Yang Fan said with a smile.
"Brother, do these all belong to Yuanyuan?"
"It's all yours, pick it up."
Zhang Pu lived not far from the Humble Administrator's Garden in Suzhou. His house was neither big nor small.
Soon the group arrived outside Zhang Pu's house.
Zhang Pu was born in an official family, but because he was born to a maid and a concubine, he was ranked eighth, so he was "not valued by the clan, and he was particularly rude to his family members. He tried to cause trouble and framed him." He was called "collapsed" to his face. "Pu Yi'er" means "born from the lower body and will never breathe out".
Zhang Pu was insulted by this and became diligent and studious. He would copy his readings by hand and burn them after copying them. He repeated this seven times. In winter, his hands would freeze and crack, so he would soak them in hot water to warm them and continue practicing. Finally became famous. However, this unbearable past, which made him accept the harshness of the world at an early age, and the cruel strife within his family, also developed his character traits of boldness, scheming, silence and forbearance.
People with low self-esteem are often very arrogant, and most people would not look down upon them.
Zhang Pu was both talented and bold. He has a lot of criminal records.
In the sixth year of the Apocalypse, he participated in planning the Suzhou riots, attacking the Yamen and setting fire to the city. The Jin Yiwei who came to arrest people were beaten to death. This year, before going to the capital, he and Zhang Cai launched a struggle in Taicang to expel Gu Bingqian, the backbone of the eunuch party, Dongge University Scholar and chief minister.
This person is particularly good at fighting. Although he is only a student, he has never been elected. Although he is only 26 years old this year, he is already an old athlete in the political arena.
In his eyes, Yang Fan was shocked by the same thoughts and dared to think and act. There is quite a bit of sympathy for each other. ….
Zhang Pu was studying the books and materials given to him by Yang Fan in his study when he suddenly heard a servant announcing that Yang Fan was here. He quickly changed his clothes, ran out, opened the middle door wide, and welcomed Uncle Dingyuan.
"Haha, it's the gust of wind that brought you here, Uncle Dingyuan, hahaha," Zhang Pu said, standing at the gate with his hands raised.
"It is said that Suzhou and Hangzhou are a paradise on earth. If you don't come here, you will be in a big loss, haha." Yang Fan also joked while hugging Xing Yuan.
Seeing Yang Fan still holding a milk dumpling, Zhang Pu's eyes widened in surprise. But he couldn't help but joke: "Uncle Dingyuan is really a very good person. He only got married last year, and his daughter is so old this year. Hahaha."
Yang Fan put Xing Yuan's hands on his hips, raised her head and looked around, and said regretfully: "If I could give birth to such a beautiful daughter, it would be considered a blessing from my previous life."
Zhang Pu knew that there must be a story, and it was not convenient to ask him here, so he invited him, "Uncle Dingyuan, please come."
Yang Fan also followed the etiquette and said, "The sky is like a brother's invitation."
The two came to the main hall and sat down. Yang Fan explained what had just happened and entrusted Zhang Pu to find a better bone-setter. Zhang Pu immediately ordered the housekeeper to do it immediately.
Yang Fan handed Xing Yuan to Han Jun and asked him to carry him to his father's place. Yang Fan had something to talk to Zhang Pu, but it was inconvenient to hold the child.
"The Huang family is so arrogant, what is its background?" Yang Fan asked.
"He's just a loan shark. He's just relying on his sister to be a concubine for the magistrate. What kind of background does he have? In front of Uncle Dingyuan, he's like an ant."
Yang Fan smiled, in this case, there is no need to mention this matter again.
Yang Fan asked: "Brother Tianru, I wrote a letter before and mentioned the newspaper. Is Brother Tianru interested?"
Zhang Pu said: "I was really enlightened after hearing what you said. This newspaper is really a weapon for propaganda. Especially the idea of public opinion supervision fascinates me. I used to create trends in various ways in an attempt to influence the government, but the effect was not as good as before. People want it."
Yang Fan nodded. Zhang Pu was the most open-minded person in Jiangnan. It was inevitable that he would have this vision and understanding.
"We organized social societies, organized literary societies, and even encouraged scholars to take to the streets. We did it all over and over again, but it had very little impact on the political situation. If Uncle Dingyuan hadn't led his troops to Beijing, how could the Wei Dynasty have fallen? But this newspaper is different. The distribution range is wide enough to affect the whole country, and it is a magical weapon."
Yang Fan said: "I intend to create a newspaper in Jiangnan and ask Mr. Tianru to be the editor-in-chief. I don't know what Mr. Tianru's intentions are."
Zhang Pu was naturally willing. He was in the most troublesome period of his life. Why wouldn't he want to use such a useful tool? However, he is cautious by nature and will not agree immediately.
"Ordinarily, this newspaper is indeed a good thing that benefits the country and the people, but the operating costs are not low. Not to mention the paper money, even the engraving and printing is also valuable. If you follow what Uncle Dingyuan said, one copper coin is definitely worth a copy. It’s a loss of money.”
Yang Fan nodded and said: "This kind of journalism will definitely lose money in the early stage. But I support you. I will set up a printing factory in Hangzhou and use advanced movable type printing machines. I will ship the early paper from Tianjin. To transport it to Hangzhou, you only need to set up the newspaper office, make a sample of each issue, and then rush it to Hangzhou for printing. The newspaper will be sent to the coast and along the rivers of the Ming Dynasty by fast ship. "
"I will provide the operating expenses of the newspaper, which will be paid every month from Xinghe Bank in Hangzhou. Brother Tianru has an annual salary of 3,000 silver coins. He serves as the president and part-time editor-in-chief, and is fully responsible for the operation of the newspaper."
Zhang Pu was very moved by what he heard, but after thinking about it, he said, "I still have a concern. I hope Uncle Dingyuan can clear it up for me."
A book full of poems and thousands of flowers
