Unexpectedly, Ying Zheng would target the Confucian sect as soon as he came up. Heng Gaozhuo's face suddenly turned pale and he didn't know how to react.
Ran Fang, on the other hand, still maintained a calm expression on his face. Even when he heard that Ran Fang was not happy with the Confucian sect, he did not show any expression, not even anger.
A relaxed smile appeared on his face and he placed the memorial on the table again.
"This matter has nothing to do with Confucianism. I just chose a capable person to take charge of this matter."
"If he is not a Confucian, of course, as long as he can handle the newspaper affairs well, I am willing to trust him unconditionally."
Seeing Ying Zheng's face getting more and more ugly, he seemed to be very dissatisfied with his answer.
Ran Fang suddenly changed the topic and said directly: "Besides, this newspaper is to give the people a chance to understand the Great Qin, and it is also to make the people everywhere feel more belonging to the Great Qin, so these words must be gentle and appropriate."
"Although the Confucian sect has some wrong ideas, when it comes to getting along with the people, no one understands the hearts of the people better than them."
"If the responsibility is given to the ministers of the DPRK and Central Government, the right to speak will definitely be high. At that time, I am afraid that not only will the people not have a sense of belonging, but it will also arouse the people's rebellious mentality."
"Wouldn't it be worth the loss?"
"What's more, I will supervise the affairs of this newspaper. If they have any suspicion of deliberately promoting Confucianism, I will not agree!"
Heng Gaozhuo didn't understand why Ran Fang mentioned officials, but he also knew that Ying Zheng was not satisfied with him being the president, so he lowered his head and said nothing, for fear that he would be dismissed by His Majesty's order.
Wei Liang, on the other hand, had a look of surprise in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, just by relying on a few words from Ying Zheng, Ran Fang could guess Ying Zheng's intentions and take the initiative to explain the reasons for his actions.
It is true that Ying Zheng was happy when he saw the newspaper plan, but when he saw that the president of the newspaper behind him was Heng Gaozhuo, a Confucian scholar, he suddenly became a little ugly.
After following Ying Zheng for a long time, Wei Liang knew that with Ran Fang in front of him, Ying Zheng did not dislike the Confucian sect too much, so he would not be angry if the matter was left to the Confucian sect.
But if the newspaper company, the paper mill and the movable type printing factory are added, it will be a big deal. If it is all done by Confucianism and the officials of the DPRK and China are not allowed to interfere, then Ying Zheng will not be happy.
But now Ran Fang explained his reasons quietly, and Ying Zheng's face was indeed no longer as angry as before.
However, the expression on his face was not very happy.
"Although this statement is reasonable, what does the paper mill and printing factory mean?"
"Nowadays, the paper in the city is all made by people sent by the Shaofu, and it is also distributed by the Shaofu to the officials in the court."
“If a paper mill is built like this, wouldn’t everyone be able to use paper?”
Hearing this, Ran Fang knew where Ying Zheng's dissatisfaction came from.
The previous paper was made by the Shaofu, so as long as the nobles and officials in the city could use it, it was a symbol of power for them.
But now that this right is given to the newspaper, it is unacceptable to them.
In this way, the difference between them and civilians is gone.
Ran Fang was not afraid at all. He pretended to think deeply for a moment and said slowly: "Although the paper mill can make more paper, it is also used to make newspapers."
"And these newspapers are all for sale. Except for the newspaper that is given to His Majesty every day for free, the rest have to be bought with money."
"Also, in addition to the paper used by the newspaper office, the remaining paper must also be sold for money."
"Nowadays, this paper is a rare thing in the city. Being able to use it is naturally a very honorable thing for those court officials and nobles."
"So if this paper can be bought with money, they will definitely be willing to pay for it."
"At that time, I will also hand over a certain amount of the money from selling paper to the national treasury, and the rest will be used to support the daily expenses of the newspaper."
"In this way, those nobles who are unwilling to pay for Da Qin can be asked to pay?"
"Then the treasury can be filled again. Your Majesty can build the Great Wall, build mausoleums, defeat the Xiongnu, and capture Baiyue. Naturally, you don't have to worry about the treasury being empty, and the officials in the court will certainly not complain about this. "
It has to be said that Ran Fang still knows how to figure out Ying Zheng's little thoughts.
Sure enough, when he heard that the paper was for sale and that most of the money would go into the national treasury, the anger in Ying Zheng's heart immediately dissipated.
He looked at Ran Fang, his eyes even more joyful than before.
"You have always had an idea, so I won't interfere with what you do."
"I came here today because I missed the breakfast you made that day. I just wanted to have a good meal at your house."
"No one is allowed to mention those matters in the court today!"
Ran Fang nodded immediately without revealing Ying Zheng's embarrassing little thoughts.
He smiled and said: "It just so happens that I have researched a new dish called hot pot in the past few days. Please give it a try, your Majesty."
"I will let them prepare now. Your Majesty, please come to the table and wait for a while. You can eat in a while."
The incident at the newspaper office just passed by, as if the matter they had just argued about had never been mentioned at all.
Ying Zheng was also very satisfied, but his eyes lit up a bit when he heard the word "hot pot".
Although he had never heard the name of this food, he had 100% trust in Ran Fang. Since Ran Fang dared to present this thing in front of him, he must be something special.
But when I heard Ran Fang talking about a stick of incense, I was still a little surprised. What kind of dish can be made so quickly?
Not only that, Ying Zheng was a little shocked when he saw the dining table that Ran Fang mentioned.
This dining table doesn't look like it's made of wood. There's a round hole in the middle, and there's a chimney next to the hole that leads to the outside of the house?
Although he didn't understand, he still sat on a chair nearby and waited for the waiter to serve the food.
After a moment, he saw attendants filing in, each holding a crystal clear plate with some food that looked uncooked on it.
Another attendant placed the pot on the hole. There was only water in the pot, which looked very light.
"Is this... freshly made?"
"The meat and vegetables are all raw, how do you eat them?"
Ran Fang mixed two bowls of simple sauce and placed them in front of Ying Zheng before sitting on a chair nearby.
Wei Liang and Heng Gaozhuo stood behind him, and they both looked at how Ran Fang was going to eat with curiosity.
Ran Fang didn't think about eating hot pot at first. He went to the kitchen by chance and found out that the pots were all made of bronze.
He suddenly thought that this pot would be good for eating hot pot.
But there is no carbon now. If burning with firewood, the smoke will be too choking. After thinking about it, he made such a hot pot table, a fixed table specially used for eating hot pot.
After the water boiled, Ran Fang picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in the pot.
Then he explained to Ying Zheng: "This hot pot is meant to be cooked while eating. After the water in the pot is boiled, you put what you want to eat into it, and when it is cooked, you can eat it with the sauce."
"It's just that the sauce is a bit simple. After all, there are some things that are not available in this house, but the taste is already very good."
"Your Majesty, give it a try."
Under Ran Fang's explanation and demonstration, Ying Zheng also learned how to eat hot pot, so he picked up the meat and put it in the pot. After cooking it for a few minutes, he picked it up and dipped it in the sauce to take a bite.
"This... tastes really good."
"Sir, you really know how to enjoy it..."
