"Cao Lang, the scenery here is so beautiful. It would be nice to live here forever."
On the wall of Xiangcheng, Du Shiniang snuggled next to Cao Bin and sighed.
Xiangyang is surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Both the Han River passes through the city and the Xiang River surrounds the city.
Looking down from a high position, the river breeze blows, and you can see far away, which makes people feel happy.
Cao Bin pondered for a moment and said:
"In that case, why not build a manor here and we can come and live here during our free time."
Mentioning this, Master Li couldn't help but smile bitterly:
"Cao Lang, don't you want to pamper Shiniang too much? We live in Bianjing. The distance is far away and it is inconvenient to travel. Building a manor will only be a waste of money."
Cao Bin shook his head and said:
"I used to have a wish, which was to travel around the world and own a manor everywhere in the world."
"Wherever you go, you live wherever you go, you are home wherever you go! What's more, it's only a thousand miles away from Bianjing."
Du Shiniang covered her mouth and smiled:
"Cao Yun's wish is very simple. The world's temples are one family. If Cao Yuan becomes a monk, he can be the master of every family..."
At this moment, Wang Tongpan and Bao Mian came over with solemn expressions:
"Uncle, look at this."
As he spoke, he handed a newspaper to Cao Bin.
Cao Bin looked at it carefully and cursed:
"How did the newspaper arrive in Xiangyang so quickly? Are they all scolding me?"
This newspaper almost copied the pattern of the "Da Song Daily", with a long story pieced together in the front and a discussion of actual facts in the back.
The story is just that, mixed with royal jokes to attract people.
The practical part discussed later is to introduce Cao Bin's life as a dandy, without mentioning a word of the good deeds he has done.
In the subsequent summary, he also expressed sympathy for the people of Xiangzhou.
Although there is no actual comment, the meaning is not much different, that is, Xiangzhou encountered Cao Bin, the prefect, and it was bloody bad luck for eight lifetimes.
He is very skilled in edge ball skills.
Du Shiniang took a look at the newspaper and said angrily:
"This is slandering court officials, why not arrest them."
She has a royal title and a certain right to speak to outsiders.
Wang Tongpan smiled bitterly and said: "They said this article did not fabricate facts or make random comments. The newspaper was also reviewed by the imperial court."
Cao Bin sneered: "They learn very quickly."
Wang Tongpan quickly reminded: "Uncle, please don't underestimate me. If your official reputation is damaged, you may be impeached."
Cao Bin touched his chin and said, "I know..."
He was actually wondering who was behind this.
But not many people dare to oppose him in such a big way, and he can roughly guess it.
Bao Mian couldn't help but ask: "Uncle Cao, what should we do now?"
Cao Bin said helplessly: "It's easy to talk about newspapers, but it's really tiring to manage the local area!"
Today's newspapers only have two pages, which is the most rudimentary model. Just add some information to defeat the opponent.
He also had no experience in governing the local area.
Hearing this, Wang Tongpan burst into laughter:
"Knowing that my uncle is afraid of getting tired, we subordinates are naturally willing to share the work."
"The main problem now is the lack of money, whether it is the state government or the people. It would be great if I could get more money."
He was not afraid of getting tired, and was eager to have more power. It happened that Uncle Cao was very willing to delegate power, so the two of them worked together very happily.
Hearing this, Bao Mian couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. If he had enough money, he could do his job.
Cao Bin didn't mind, he just nodded and said, "That's good. I'll think of a solution later!"
Seeing this, Wang Tongpan and the other two were about to leave. Cao Bin remembered something and quickly stopped them and said:
"I plan to build a village. Can Wang Tongpan help me find some people first?"
Before Wang Tongpuan could react, Bao Mian had already given a thumbs up:
"Uncle Cao is really sacrificing himself for the public good. In order to stabilize the people, he actually wants to build a useless village with his own money. Is this considered a work-for-relief?"
Wang Tongpan also suddenly realized it and said with emotion: "Uncle, for the sake of the people, I let you spend a lot of money."
Cao Bin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what he was doing. He looked at Bao Mian with great relief and felt that this young man had a great future.
Du Shiniang in the back rolled her eyes. If this topic hadn't been discussed just now, she would have been moved.
But thinking that this Zhuangzi was built for me, my heart warmed up again.
Seeing that he had solved some of the problems, Wang Tong quickly struck while the railway was still hot:
"It won't take many people to build a village, and it's not a long-term solution. What else can I do?"
Cao Bin looked at the gentle Han River in front of him and thought: "How about building a port? The largest port in the world."
Xiangyang is located in the center of the Song Dynasty, bordering Bashu to the west, Wuyue to the east, and Jingluo to the north. It has convenient transportation. Wouldn't it be a pity if her advantages were not used?
In his opinion, the current level of commerce is far from reaching its limit.
Wang Tongpan quickly shook his head and said:
"Uncle, no, there are various businesses in Xiangyang now, and the port is sufficient. No matter how big it is, it will just be idle and a waste of manpower."
"Besides, we don't have that much money. No matter how rich my uncle is, I'm afraid he won't be able to do it."
Hearing this, Cao Bin glanced at him with some disgust, "What good things do you want?"
I'm crazy to pay for it myself. It's not mine to build the port. You really think I'm being taken advantage of.
However, he was too lazy to explain. He just waved his hand and said: "I have already decided. You can recruit people. I will make my own decision then."
Wang Tongpian had no choice but to look up at Bao Mian with moved expressions for a long time before leaving decisively.
At this time, in a restaurant in Xiangyang City.
The relaxing and melodious music of the zheng filled the air, blocking out the noisy hawking outside the window.
"Brother Cai, if we write like this, nothing will happen, right? Then Cao Bin is not someone to be trifled with."
A scholar asked Cai Xiao who was sitting upright.
At this time, Cai Xiao was a little haggard, and his eyes no longer had the previous arrogance, but instead looked more decadent and ruthless.
He was originally ordered to be exiled by Bao Zheng, but a few days ago, Cai Jing found a way to get him back.
As soon as he was free, he chased Cao Bin to Xiangyang.
Hearing the scholar's words, he chuckled and said:
"Brother Wang, you are also known as a genius. Do you only pay attention to the two books at home and don't even know what a newspaper is?"
"I advise you to go out for a walk more often, otherwise you will become a bumpkin."
"This level of comments is recognized by the court..."
As he spoke, he felt an inexplicable sense of superiority.
Mr. Wang said a little depressed: "For a person like Cao Bin, is he afraid of public opinion? I always feel that your method is a bit half the result with twice the result."
Cai Xiao smiled and said:
"Brother Wang has never seen the chaos in Bianjing, and it is normal to read newspapers lightly, but Cai once stirred up the situation with a tabloid and knows its power."
"Cai was ruined by Cao Bin because of one wrong move. I learned my lesson this time and will never lose to Cao Bin again."
As he spoke, he said disdainfully:
"Cao Bin should be the governor of the state? Does he have this ability? Even if he is not a dandy, he is just a martial artist."
"When the time comes, Xiangzhou will only become more chaotic!"
"This is a natural handle. With your writing style and my father's cooperation, he will definitely not be able to take advantage of it..."
