"Of course, I can not only open a Daming Newspaper office in your fiefdom, but I can also make you personally responsible for it!"
With Wang Shen’s hobby of word-writing, there is no need to worry about what he will do to the newspaper.
Is it to better accept the news from the court and cause trouble?
According to what these three generations have done in history, this possibility is almost non-existent.
The feudal princes at this time were very honest.
Impeaching a vassal king was a recreational activity for the censors of the Ming Dynasty when they had nothing to do.
"This... Your Majesty, I don't mean that!" King Shen was shocked and quickly knelt down.
"I only need to read the content of the newspaper. This Ming Dynasty Daily is the imperial court..."
"It's not a position in the imperial court. Daming Daily is my private property. It's totally fine for you to be in charge!"
"And you are only responsible for distribution and printing, I didn't ask you to write anything on it!"
King Shen slowly raised his head, with a little joy in his eyes.
"Is this...really okay, Your Majesty?"
"If you don't want it, forget it!"
"I want it! I want it!"
Zhu Zaijing grinned and stepped forward to help him up.
"You helped me and the court, so naturally I won't treat you badly!"
"In addition, I also give you the right to return to Beijing without an edict!"
The vassal kings in various places could not leave their fiefdoms without the imperial edict.
The imperial court would only allow them to come to the capital during important periods. In the early stage, they might be crown princes, and they could apply during festivals. However, in the later stages, they would only be issued edicts when there was a succession of thrones.
Zhu Zaijing believed that among all his reforms, the reform of the vassal system might have the least resistance.
Because the court officials couldn't stand them for a day or two.
"Ah... Your Majesty, you can't! You can't break the laws of your ancestors because of me!"
"I have no way of destroying my ancestors!"
"This... this..." King Shen looked embarrassed and couldn't speak fluently.
"The ancestral law is that the vassal kings from all over the country are not allowed to leave their fiefdoms and travel to and from the capital without my order. I give you the right to come to the capital without an edict, which is equivalent to my approval every time you apply to come here!"
When King Shen heard this, he was stunned for a moment and pondered the logic behind it.
It sounds okay, but something feels wrong.
"I still feel that Your Majesty should not do this for me! I am not young anymore, and I don't like to leave the fiefdom and move around..."
"What about your son?"
"..."
"Your eldest son is also in his early 30s now, about the same age as me. He has spent half his life in the fiefdom."
"I have never seen the scenery, people, mountains, rivers and sky outside!"
"You don't want to see the outside world, don't your son? The distance from Luzhou (today's Changzhi, Shanxi) to the capital is not short. You can see a lot of things!"
These words made King Shen think seriously.
In fact, he was also tired of that shabby place. Several generations of people had lived there and experienced all the fun and beautiful things. It was no longer interesting and he could only spend his days reading and writing.
King Shen could recite how many trees there were in Luzhou, and he also knew how many bastards there were in any pond.
"Then... I'm just afraid that the courtiers will put pressure on His Majesty!"
"I'm not afraid of them, so what are you afraid of?"
"Then I am so shameless and thanked His Majesty for His grace!"
The second day.
The courtiers already had a favorable impression of King Shen, who was known as a virtuous king. After hearing that he had actively declined his salary for two years, many people even lamented that King Shen was really a virtuous king!
Therefore, when Zhu Zaijing later proposed that he could return to Beijing without an imperial edict, it did not cause any major controversy.
After all, there had been an emperor's son before, and the brothers were reluctant to join the vassal and stay in the capital. They regarded this as the emperor's favor, and most people agreed.
Of course there are a few stubborn opponents, but I don't mind it.
As for the newspaper, except for a very small number of people in the DPRK, no one else has realized its power.
Thinking that the emperor, like Prince Shen, also liked to write and draw pictures and then publish them to show off, few people objected.
King Shen returned.
He didn't bring many people with him on his way to the capital, only a dozen guards.
Because at the moment when the throne changes, I should be as low-key as possible to avoid being troubled by a group of people.
King Shen didn't like to sit in a sedan chair, but rode a tall and strong black horse, accompanied by his personal bodyguards.
"Your Highness? I see that you are not very happy!"
King Shen, who had been in a daze, was brought back to his senses by these words.
"What?"
"Your Majesty is so graceful, I thought you would be very happy along the way!"
“I don’t know whether this holy grace is a blessing or a curse, Sun Jiu!”
Sun Jiu controls all the guards in Prince Shen's Mansion. Counting him, four generations of the Sun family have held this position, protecting the safety of Prince Shen for three generations.
"Could it be a disaster?" Sun Jiu asked doubtfully.
"How wonderful it is to return to the capital without an imperial edict! Your Highness can come out with you to get some fresh air!"
Crown Prince?
King Shen was stunned and pulled the reins to stop.
"Your Highness?" Sun Jiu also stopped.
"What do the Crown Prince and His Majesty have in common?" King Shen thought to himself.
"Uh... they are about the same age! And... His Majesty's previous personality was similar to that of the Crown Prince, and then..."
"Caring about the people! Love the people like a son!" King Shen thought, "Also, he is very kind to those he trusts, but he is very strict with other subordinates!"
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince," Sun Jiu said to himself, "When you entered the palace today, I received a letter from the Crown Prince."
"The Crown Prince said that he and the local officials are discussing repairing the bridge."
"The Crown Prince has been running Prince Shen's Mansion for many years, and thousands of people are under his control. Before coming to the capital, I saw several local officials coming to the mansion."
"I'm asking the crown prince for advice on disaster relief. Although the imperial court prohibits vassal princes from participating in politics, they come here on their own initiative every time..."
"In addition, in the past few years, the refugees were resettled and the mines were repaired. The prince also received praise from local officials!"
"Your Highness?" Sun Jiu said, turning his head to look at King Shen Shen, who had not spoken for a long time.
He looked ugly at the moment.
"What's wrong with you?"
King Shen sighed deeply and looked back in the direction of the capital.
Only a small corner of the Forbidden City can be seen.
But its oppression can also be felt from here.
"Old Sun."
"exist."
"Tell me, is he thinking about my son?"
