Chunan Pavilion courtyard.
"Can't you update it quickly? Even the donkeys in the palace dare not rest like this!"
Ying Zheng was lying on Zhao Hao's newly customized rocking chair, reading the newspaper and complaining about Zhao Hao.
From time to time, he would pick up a fork and put a piece of watermelon into his mouth.
Zhao Hao dragged his chin with his hands, sat on the stone pier, and said feebly: "This is a newspaper, but it is not. How can it be updated every day?"
As he said that, he looked at Ying Zheng with doubts on his face: "Besides, doesn't my father have a lot of political affairs? Why do you have the time to come to your son?"
"Yesterday Xia Wuji told me that he had mastered a kind of physical and mental therapy and asked me to have a good rest. I thought that I was going to tour east soon, so I didn't have to work so hard, so I just rested!"
"Mr. Xia is really dedicated to his duties! He works two jobs and is never idle..."
"You think everyone is like you?"
Ying Zheng looked at his son with disdain and was about to diss him when he suddenly heard a report from outside: "Your Majesty, please excuse me and ask for an audience!"
"Xuan——!"
Ying Zheng let Dunruo in without thinking.
"Old minister, I have to pay my respects to your majesty and meet the young master!"
Dun Rui came in and saluted Ying Zheng and Zhao Hao.
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Hao for a moment, said nothing, and turned to look at Zhao Hao.
He knew that Dunruo was here to find Zhao Hao.
After all, this is Zhao Hao's sleeping pavilion.
But Zhao Hao tilted his head to look at Dunrui and said, "Shang Qing came to me, does that mean you are ready?"
Dunwei cupped his hands and said, "Go back to me, sir. According to your instructions, I have made all the preparations."
"good!"
Zhao Hao smiled and nodded: "Shangqing's work is indeed reliable!"
"Thank you for the compliment, sir, but there is one more thing that I feel is a bit strange!"
"What's the matter?"
"According to the spies' reports, many more people have come to Xianyang in recent days than before. It is said that there are traces of people from hundreds of families!"
Dunruo muttered: "In addition, the sales of newspapers in various counties are also extraordinary. I suspect that someone is hoarding newspapers maliciously!"
"Oh? So fast?"
Zhao Hao's eyes lit up.
"Um?"
He was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng said a little funny: "What are you kidding about?"
"Hahaha, I thought they would have to wait for a while to react, but I didn't expect them to react so quickly. Not bad!"
Zhao Hao laughed for a while, then touched his beardless chin, pondered for a while, and then said to Ying Zheng: "Don't you think that the newspaper is slow to update? I plan to reform the newspaper!"
"How to reform?"
Ying Zheng asked curiously.
Zhao Hao smiled and said: "The newspapers are divided into three levels: "Da Qin Xun Bao," Da Qin County News, and "Da Qin County News!"
"The Da Qin Xun Bao is the most widely circulated newspaper. It is published every ten days. It contains your father's ruling quotes, summary of national policies, and major national developments, such as the appointment of high-ranking local officials and the dispatch of troops to fight."
"The Daqin County Newspaper and the Daqin County Newspaper are both daily newspapers. One is published every day. They record the daily work of the county and county, share scriptures, and even local anecdotes!"
"In this way, the heads of Guizhou and those scholars can not only understand the political information of the Qin Dynasty through the Xunbao, but also watch news from various places through the county and county newspapers, which can also be regarded as part of their entertainment life."
"this....."
When Ying Zheng and Dun Ruo heard Zhao Hao's words, they couldn't help but froze on the spot.
After a while, Ying Zhengcai said with a strange expression: "Tell me the truth, why did you publish so many newspapers?"
"All right!"
Zhao Hao spread his hands: "The bigger picture is for the country and the people, the smaller picture is for making money!"
As he said that, he smiled slyly: "Father, do you believe it or not, my sons and ministers will like it more if they divide the newspapers like this?"
"Them? Who are they?"
"The people who buy our newspapers!"
Ying Zheng: "......"
Zhao Hao: "......"
The two looked at each other, both speechless.
After a moment, Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly and said, "It will definitely cost you a lot of money to distribute so many newspapers. Is it worth it?"
"As long as the sales volume of the newspaper is high enough, the money will not only cover the cost of producing the newspaper, but also generate income for Daqin, and there will even be unexpected gains. It can be said that it kills multiple birds with one stone!"
Zhao Hao said confidently.
Ying Zheng glanced at him, ignored him, and looked at Dunrui: "Did you just say that people from hundreds of families came to Xianyang?"
Dun said weakly: "I found their traces, but I'm not sure where they are yet. Do I want to arrest them?"
Ying Zheng thought for a while and said: "Find them first, and then wait and see what happens!"
"only."
He responded weakly, then turned and left Chu Nan Pavilion.
.......
Early next morning.
In a village on the outskirts of Xianyang.
A strange thing quickly attracted the attention of the villagers.
I saw that the huge stone that originally stood at the head of the village cracked inexplicably.
At the beginning, some villagers went to check and found nothing special, so they left it alone.
But as time went by, a red liquid similar to blood flowed out from the cracked place of the boulder.
I thought the matter would end here, but unexpectedly, an even more shocking scene happened again.
In those places where the red liquid flowed, several stone flowers bloomed overnight.
The stone is covered with moss and green grass, and the villagers have all seen it.
But the blooming of stones is really shocking.
Thinking back to the recent rumors of strange phenomena, the villagers quickly realized that this was also a strange phenomenon.
As a result, they rushed to tell each other, spreading the word to ten, and then to hundreds, and soon the news spread throughout Xianyang.
When this incident reached Ying Zheng's ears, he knew it was Zhao Hao, so he didn't pay much attention and directly asked people from the Neishi Mansion to go check it out.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but you'll be shocked when you look at it.
I saw fonts appearing strangely on the stone flowers.
The villagers were illiterate and did not understand the horror of these words. They gathered around and talked and laughed. They were literate and were scared to death.
In order not to cause panic, they could only suppress their inner emotions. While comforting the villagers, they ordered the scene to be cordoned off and returned to Xianyang to resume their duties.
At this moment.
In Emperor Xianyang's study, Meng Yi asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, this stone is blooming with words. Do you think we should block the news?"
Ying Zheng glanced at him and said amusedly: "There have been a lot of strange phenomena recently. If I wanted to block it, I would have blocked it long ago. Why wait until now?"
"But....."
Meng Yi said hesitantly: "But the words above are very detrimental to you..."
"Oh, could it be that the ancestor dragon died this year again?"
"no....."
"Did I, the Second Great Qin Dynasty, die?"
"No..."
"Forget it! I'm too lazy to guess, just tell me!"
Ying Zheng waved his hand impatiently.
Meng Yi was troubled in his heart. He didn't know whether he should say it or not, or how to bear the thunderous wrath of the First Emperor after saying it.
However, before he could hesitate for too long, Ying Zheng shouted with a straight face: "Say! Why are you standing there in a daze!"
"I don't dare to say anything!"
"Stop talking nonsense! If I ask you to say it, just say it directly. I will forgive you!"
Seeing Ying Zheng getting angry, Meng Yi knew he had to say something, so he bit the bullet and said, "Your Majesty, the words that appear on the stone flower are: King Cheng, Lu Zheng..."
"Peng!"
Before Meng Yi could finish his words, he heard the sound of a clap suddenly rang out.
Immediately afterwards there was an almost filial roar: "You traitor——!"
.......
at the same time.
In a secret courtyard somewhere in Xianyang.
Ying Chengyu took the recently popular newspaper and read it with relish.
Fan Zeng, who was beside him, was thinking about the chess game on the table without saying a word.
After about a while, Ying Chengyu put down the newspaper and said with interest: "My nephew is really talented, he actually came up with such a thing!"
"Young Master Hao is so talented. No need to go into details. But are you really sure that Mr. Chang'an will take us out of here?"
Fan Zeng asked without raising his head, and at the same time he put down a white stone.
Ying Chengyu glanced at him, then looked at the chessboard, picked up a black letter, placed it on the chessboard and said:
"I know my royal brother better than you. Even if he discovers my existence, he will not let my nephew take action. He will take action himself."
"So Mr. Chang'an thinks that King Qin's political meeting will let you go again?"
"hehe."
Ying Chengqiao smiled noncommittally and changed the subject: "What do you think of this newspaper?"
"It's amazing. It has helped Ying Zheng a lot!"
As Fan Zeng spoke, he raised his head and looked directly at Ying Chengyu: "I also helped you a lot!"
"oh?"
Ying Chengyu raised his eyebrows: "I'd like to hear the details!"
"Chang'an Lord is a smart man. He should know how to make use of his life experience. In other words, are there any visions and rumors that can compare with the mystery of the First Emperor's life experience?" Fan Zeng said with a dull expression.
"Hahaha--!"
Ying Chengyu raised his head and laughed, then looked at Fan Zeng meaningfully, narrowed his eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"I believe Lord Chang'an will make a wise choice!"
After saying this, Fan Zeng put down a chess piece, stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back and said: "Time waits for no one, I only want to take Yu'er back to Jiangdong, so prepare early!"
Ying Chengyu looked at the chess game for a while, his heart moved slightly, and he murmured to himself: "Mr. Fan is brave enough to risk death and survive!"
"Owner--!"
As soon as Ying Chengyu finished speaking, Lu Sheng came from a distance. He subconsciously disrupted the chess game, turned to look at Lu Sheng, and asked solemnly: "What's the matter?"
"Master, a new vision has appeared in the suburbs of Xianyang!"
Lu Sheng said, glanced at Fan Zeng, and then continued: "And this vision is related to the master!"
"What vision?"
Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes slightly and stared directly at Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng said solemnly: "According to the news heard by my subordinates, in a village about ten miles outside Xianyang, there is a huge stone blooming, with the three words 'Cheng Xiwang' written in the petals."
"Is this true?"
"Absolutely true!"
When Ying Chengyu heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and the bad premonition became stronger.
At this time, another middle-aged man hurried over and reported to Ying Chengxiao: "Master, King Qin Zheng has just issued an order for everyone in Xianyang City to go ten miles outside the city to watch the vision!"
"this....."
What are you doing?
What on earth were they thinking? !
Ying Chengyu was confused and increasingly confused about the tricks of Ying Zheng and his son.
However, after pondering for a moment, he still said to the person who reported the report: "Just act as ordered and don't worry about us!"
"promise."
