"Psychic attack? Such martial arts?" Li Yuanzhao was shocked.
Fang Zhengyi put on a mysterious look.
"That's right! It's a mental attack. My first martial art is called Female Fist! Once this fist is released, all the heroes will be restrained,"
"This boxing technique is extremely powerful when you first learn it. If you imitate it, you can compete with the heroes. Once you get to the next level, you can use it freely to dominate."
"If you practice more, you won't be stuck in objects. Plants, trees, bamboos and rocks can be used as fists. In the end, no fists are better than fists, and the export will make people feel ashamed."
"However, this method is only useful for men, and it is easy for the other party to get angry and beat him to death, so it can only be used in conjunction with Zhang Biao."
Li Yuanzhao opened his mouth and said nonchalantly: "Then what state have you reached?"
"Parrot imitation..."
"Uh...what about the second one?"
As soon as Fang Zheng stood up, he relaxed his shoulders and said, "The second type is amazing! It's called moral kidnapping!"
"This is my favorite Kung Fu. No matter whether you are male or female, old or young, you can do anything! If we want to collect food from the ministers, we must use moral kidnapping."
"This is an advanced version of Le Shi Ji Gong."
"So, how do we kidnap him?"
Li Yuanzhao, like a primary school student, sat on a chair and listened with interest.
Kidnapping is interesting, but that female punch sounds like nonsense... And it also causes mental damage, which is really nonsense!
"Newspaper, and this matter must be handled by Your Highness!"
Dongfangzheng didn't want to pay for it. For Taoyuan County, the cost of papermaking was lower than that of the outside world.
But Emperor Jing didn't know that he had always thought that Fangzheng had a luxurious style.
Founder of this low-cost papermaking method has been waiting for the opportunity to come up with it in the future.
Now I am making enemies every day, and I am afraid that if something happens in the future, I might be attacked again by a group of people.
If you really can't handle something, your little wealth is your shield. If you use one, you'll lose another.
The printing of newspapers is also convenient. Jingguo has already had movable type printing, so there is no problem in printing a large number of newspapers in a timely manner.
Secondly, it doesn't actually require a large amount. There are only those scholars in the city, and the circle is small. Everyone can pass it around to each other, so maybe a few thousand copies can meet the needs of the entire capital.
What Fang Zhengyi is worried about is that once the newspaper comes out, it will definitely have a huge impact. If the matter gets too big, it will probably be nationalized or banned.
You can't stop doing something halfway, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted.
It would be safer to borrow the prince's hand to run the newspaper.
Li Yuanzhao didn't know why and asked: "What is a newspaper?"
Fang Zhengyi explained: "The newspaper is just like the Di Bao, but it records the big and small things that happen every day."
"And in order to ensure the effectiveness of the newspaper, we have to make a daily newspaper, and publish one page of the newspaper every day."
Li Yuanzhao still didn't understand: "But what's the point of doing this? There are only so many scholars in the capital, and it won't take long for everything in the world to spread."
“And there’s an edition published every day, so how can there be so much to write about?”
Fang Zhengyi continued: "Of course it is meaningful, and there is a lot to write. Your Highness, you must remember that people are actually not interested in serious matters."
"What everyone likes to see most is messy things. For example, let me ask you, do you want to know how much money His Majesty has in his internal funds?"
Li Yuanzhao's eyes lit up: "I think! Do you know?"
Fang Zheng waved his hand: "I don't know either. Just look at this. Although everyone is not as rich as His Majesty, everyone is very interested in how much money His Majesty has."
"Extrapolating this... How much money does Mr. Li's family have? How much money does Mr. Zheng's family have? Who is not curious about these questions!"
"The chicken has grown six wings, and the sow has given birth to human cubs. Are you curious, Your Highness?"
"curious!"
"Do you want to see it?"
"Want to see it!"
Fang Zhengyi nodded with satisfaction: "That's right! This is one of the charms of newspapers. In addition to conveying information, it also satisfies people's curiosity."
"We can first hire a group of people who have read books to go around the streets and alleys, collect news, and then write it into newspapers and publish it every day."
"In addition to news, readers can also submit articles and publish some beautiful poems."
"What if you want to think further? Your Highness, think about what else he can do?"
Fang Zhengyi's eyes flashed with greed.
Li Yuanzhao replied without hesitation: "You can also advertise and collect business money!"
"Hey! That's great! You can also do interviews for free. Let those talented but unsuccessful students buy a chance to become famous!"
"If this continues, we will make a lot of money!"
Fang Zheng was pacing in the yard at first, imagining how to maximize the profits of the subsequent newspapers.
Li Yuanzhao asked again: "Yes, what you said is very good, and I understand it, but how can we morally kidnap the ministers and make them donate food?"
Fang Zheng calmed down and said, "Your Highness, don't be anxious. I will tell you slowly."
"Newspapers must ensure that the information is true and effective in order to have sufficient influence."
"So we must ensure his authenticity. Beijing is such a big city. If there is any fraud and someone investigates it, the influence of the newspaper will be greatly reduced."
"Therefore, a special news team must be set up to repeatedly check the incident to ensure that it is correct before reporting."
"A special judging team must also be set up to score the poems that are published. The ones that get on the list must be the best among the best."
"In this way, it won't take long for our reputation to be established."
"At this time, we can start to rank the grain reserves of the major officials in the court. Who has how much grain they have must be clearly recorded one by one and ranked."
"When the time comes, we will force donations through newspapers!"
“Each family’s donation must be vigorously publicized through newspapers!”
"If there are people who don't donate, then we will praise them openly and implicitly and write articles to ridicule them!"
"Get some newspaper readers on the street, and they will stand on the street and read non-stop every day... At this point, I don't believe they dare not donate!"
Li Yuanzhao was confused after hearing this, and retorted: "Nonsense! How do we know who has how much grain in stock? They won't tell us!"
Fang Zheng had a cold expression on his face: "That's it. Once the newspaper's influence spreads, we can say whatever we want!"
"This is called yellow mud falling off your crotch. It's either shit or shit!"
"A bunch of shameless old guys, they keep claiming to be for the sake of the people of the world, and now the problems caused by suppressing food prices will definitely become more serious."
"If I, Fang Zheng, don't take off their pants, I won't be named Fang!"
Fang Zheng paused for a moment, still a little confused in his heart.
If you really do it, you will become the enemy of all the officials in the court... I am afraid that the road ahead will be even more difficult.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "This move will risk the disapproval of the world. The decision whether to do it or not is in the hands of His Highness!"
Li Yuanzhao's eyes flashed with excitement: "Do it! I am the prince, there is nothing in the world that I dare not do!"
"Old Fang, should this newspaper be given a name?"
"I have already thought about it and called it Bibixi Daily."
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