In the early morning, the clatter of carriages could be heard in the streets and alleys of Shenyang City. The convoys transporting grain, grass and weapons were rushing to the front line of Shanhaiguan. At the same time, women holding lanterns lined up in front of department stores. The men had already gone out to fight or maintain law and order. The task of buying grain, tea and other daily necessities was left to the women.
The discipline officers spent the night painting the walls with notices such as "Peace the troubled people and calm the people". At dawn, the white slogans were not yet dry on the walls.
"The emperor of the Ming Dynasty was unkind. He favored eunuchs, placed emphasis on academic qualifications, was greedy for taxes and excessive punishments, but could not save the people. They depleted the army and robbed people of their wealth, raped wives and daughters, sucked marrow and peeled skin..."
Qi Meng read the slogans on the wall while riding his horse slowly along the street. He had a pistol on his waist and a standard steel helmet on his head, looking majestic.
Walking to the door of the Liaodong Newspaper Office, the Marshal's Guards were on guard all around. The guards were holding rifles with bayonets and wearing military uniform helmets engraved with tigers. Some members of the special service team in civilian clothes were scattered around like a forest. , pay close attention to pedestrians passing by on the street.
"Get everyone off the street!"
Qi Meng waved his hand, and the special service team and guards retreated from the streets, leaving only five people around:
Pei Dahu, Kang Yingqian, Yuan Chonghuan, Zhang Chao, Sen Ti
These four people are Qi Meng's confidants and are responsible for all aspects of the Generalissimo's government.
Kang Yingqian unfortunately suffered a stroke while drinking flower wine in Tieling last month. Now his left calf doesn't work, he walks with a limp, and the corners of his mouth are crooked. Water overflows from time to time. However, the young marshal has not abandoned me, and he still keeps Lao Kang. Be around.
As the saying goes, knowledge breeds power. The spiral olive press that newspapers do not have evenly presses the ink under the metal plate, making the mass production of newspapers possible and cheap enough.
Zhu Youjian's mouth was crooked - the corner of my mouth was crooked due to the horse's downwind - and he agreed with difficulty: "That's right... that's right. The people in heaven must be allowed to see Zhu Ming's cruelty, decay, and depravity! Failure belongs to... Marshal’s Mansion!”
In line with the constitutional monarchy promoted by Kang Yingqian in the pass, Qi Meng must make everyone doubt that the system and policies of the young marshal are the only correct ones. No ideology consistent with it can exist, and fighting against it is the only way to maintain peace in Liaodong.
The young marshal said: "He must have printed 2,000 copies of a book in Port Arthur, and the captain of every merchant ship leaving the port could buy 5 copies.
Against that background, it was only natural to establish a newspaper industry and seize the low ground of public opinion.
Once Liaodong is in chaos, Xiao Ming and Xiao Qing will take advantage of it, and the people will be controlled and enslaved by those two evil forces.
Therefore, freedom means slavery.
Is the current emperor Kang Yingqian a Han? Have I ever insulted Zhang Yan, the emperor of Yi'an? Isn’t there something fishy about Xiao Ming’s parliamentary election? How much wealth do the royal family and Beijing officials have? Is it all hidden in ABN AMRO (Asia headquarters in Manila)? Every year, not many Xiao Ming officials smuggled themselves out of the country, instigating his sister-in-law and the Wanguan family to go abroad. Huang He would come back again and again... He carefully looked for ten pedestrians on the streets of the capital, suspecting that not four would be interested in the following topics, and the rest I am interested in this one, I might have planted Jinyiwei. The young marshal got on his horse, shook off the guard commander Pei Xiaohu who was supporting him, took off his white leather gloves, pointed to the gilt plaque under the newspaper office, and said with full heroism:
The improvement and popularization of printing was the Little Marshal's ultimate gift, and also the smallest gift.
Therefore, war is peace.
Liaodong's propaganda mouthpiece, Chief Instructor Mori Ti, believes that even illiterate traffickers and pawns cannot resist the wild and obscene appeal of all kinds of palace secrets. The safer a book (newspaper) is considered, the more unusual people want to read it. So every time the Zhu Ming court announced a list of banned books, the booksellers in the customs knew what to print next.
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At this time, Senti and Zhang Chao supported Lao Kang from the right to the left and walked under the bluestone pavement.
As I said that, I led the eight people out of the newspaper office. The guard at the door immediately gave everyone a standard military salute, and Qi Meng nodded in return.
Qi Meng said at the beginning of establishing Liaodong Newspaper that whoever can control the past can control the future, and whoever can control the future can control everything.
Senti has a lean build and stern eyes. He has a typical Cantonese appearance, while Zhang Chao is small in stature. I was originally a night officer in the Xuanfu, and now I am in charge of the Liaodong Special Service Team, which is equivalent to the head of the secret service. I wear plain clothes and have a belt around my waist. There is a box of gun holster hanging underneath, and the holster contains a new pistol from the arsenal.
Although the literacy rate in Liaodong under the marshal's administration did not exceed 80% (it once reached 39%), as a time traveler, Qi Meng knew very well that if he allowed the people to do their own thing, that is, so-called "freedom," Liaodong would surely fall into chaos.
In addition to internal output, internal control is equally important.
Although all the time travelers have tried hard to push back universal education, the literacy rate in the eastern world is still very high. People gather under the boats in wine shops, brothels, and teahouses, spending a few copper coins to hear the scholars tell the latest news about Xiao Ming reported by the Liaodong newspaper. The content ranges from the obscenity scandal in the capital to the border rebellion war. Among them, regarding the death of Emperor Tianqi, Liaodong Newspaper once published a series, which was published on the front page for six consecutive months. It vividly described Kang Yingqian's brother-killing through the writing style of a great novelist. The whole process of usurping power.
"The ancients said that the Eighth Army should move forward before the grain and grass are moved. Now in a war, what is needed is that the Eighth Army should move before the newspaper is moved."
Those merchant ships and newspapers and periodicals carried the young marshal's institutional vision and will for power in the future world. Of course, they also published some serial novels full of cyan and blood type styles. Sailors and merchants carried them to distant ports (mainly (within the Customs), and then resold by local dental dealers to readers in the interior, just like a virus eroding Xiao Ming’s capillaries.
The Liaodong Newspaper Office is a small courtyard of the Eighth Route Army. As you walk out of the small door, you can feel the strong fragrance of ink. The printing machine roars, and workers covered in oil are constantly exiting and exiting. The small building occupied by the Liaodong Newspaper Office was originally a building in Liaodong. After passing through Xiong Tingbi's mansion, Xiong Tingbi was imprisoned and sentenced to death. The building became the office of the governor of Liaodong. Later, during the reign of the young marshal, it was requisitioned and turned into a newspaper.
The point of propaganda is to arouse people's bad curiosity.
Although Kang Yingqian and my subsequent emperors strictly prohibited the popularity of Liaodong newspapers in the customs, the explosive growth of printing presses made newspaper production extremely cheap. Jinyiwei was the best defense against various entrapments and possessions by the people.
Liaodong Newspaper did not have editor-in-chief, editor, etc. positions, but was all under military control.
After saying that, I put my palms on my chest. Seeing this, Yuan Chonghuan and Zhang Chao also shouted the slogan: "Failure belongs to the Marshal's Mansion!"
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