"What's wrong? Your expressions don't seem right?"
Su Jing looked at the two people and asked.
He was very patient in teaching them principles. Just because he was away from home didn't mean that his family's power could still be used.
After all, ancient times are no better than modern times, and identity authentication is a matter that takes time.
This is not like martial arts, where one fights a hundred and beats the opponent until he is lucky.
The biggest possibility is that after Mu Ying took action to teach him a lesson, he came back with a large group of soldiers to regain his position.
Su Jing has seen this situation before.
To fight against injustice, we have to pay attention to methods.
However, Su Jing's methods are not applicable to all.
For Zhu Biao and Mu Ying, this matter is not so complicated.
"Master Su, I understand."
Zhu Biao nodded towards Su Jing, and then said: "Brother Mu and I will handle this matter well."
Seeing this, Su Jing said nothing more, and the three of them finished their dinner quickly.
Mu Ying and Zhu Biao went out directly to deal with the affairs of those soldiers.
Su Jing continued to pour and drink by herself.
Time just passed.
Early the next morning.
Su Jing has already gotten up. She is only staying here for one night, and she still has to keep on traveling.
I have roughly found out the location of the graphite mine, it is in Laizhou Prefecture.
There is still some distance from Jining Prefecture. In terms of a straight line, you have to go through Yanzhou Prefecture, Yizhou Prefecture, and Qingzhou Prefecture at least before you can reach Laizhou Prefecture.
The distance between the three major cities takes at least a month, and that's under good weather conditions.
If you are unlucky, it is normal to be delayed on the way and not arrive for a month.
Zhu Biao was also packing his things, but at the same time he kept looking outside the inn.
"What's wrong, Niu Yi, is there anything outside?"
Su Jing asked.
It was time to start, but he didn't quite understand what Zhu Biao meant by this operation.
Zhu Biao immediately said: "Master Su, just wait, we will be here soon."
He didn't say what it was. Mu Ying smiled at the side, obviously he knew.
Su Jing shook her head and didn't think much.
"coming!"
Zhu Biao suddenly shouted.
Su Jing followed where Zhu Biao looked and immediately spotted a group of soldiers walking towards here.
The leader was also wearing bright armor, and one could tell at a glance that his identity was extraordinary.
The people around him immediately dispersed, and no one dared to stop the army as it passed by.
Under Su Jing's gaze, the group of soldiers arrived in front of the inn.
Those soldiers were there yesterday, but compared to yesterday, when they were disheveled and wanton, they looked much more honest today.
"Shopkeeper, I'm Zhang Yongcheng, come and find out if these are the guys who had the Overlord meal yesterday."
The leading general Zhang Yongcheng asked the shopkeeper, that was a righteous statement.
The shopkeeper was a little scared, but Zhang Yongcheng immediately comforted him: "Don't worry, shopkeeper. It's my fault for not being strict with my subordinates. I promise that after today, my people will never come to trouble you again."
After hearing this, the shopkeeper felt relieved and identified the soldiers from yesterday.
"If you are called out, take off your shirt!"
Zhang Yongcheng said sharply.
Then several soldiers took off their shirts in this cold weather, revealing their muscular bodies underneath.
Not to mention, although he is very arrogant, he still has a few scars on his body.
After all, it was the second year of Hongwu, and there were a lot of wars. It was normal for the veterans to be a little injured.
"It's my fault that my soldiers ate the Overlord's meal. This should be punished. Each of them should be whipped three times to serve as a warning to others!"
Zhang Yongcheng personally drew the whip and slapped each person three times.
As soon as the whip went down, there was a trace of blood, which was extremely clear.
The soldiers grinned in pain, but they didn't dare to scream.
"good!"
Among the onlookers, someone shouted.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"Well done!"
…
After the first sound, there was a second sound, and soon there was a wave of cheers in front of the inn.
Except for a few people who were beaten a little miserable, everyone else was happy.
"Is this what you want me to see?"
Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao and smiled.
Needless to say, this operation is quite high-level, and it is simply a very good public relations.
Zhu Biao nodded and said: "That's right, Master Su, if we deal with it this way, there should be no problem."
Su Jing nodded and said: "No problem, we handled it pretty well, but we can do better."
"Huh? Master Su, what else can we do?"
Zhu Biao asked curiously.
Su Jing checked some of her belongings and said to Zhu Biao, "No hurry, let's set off first and talk about it on the way."
The three of them came to the backyard, got on the carriage and set off directly.
In the carriage, Zhu Biao was eagerly waiting for Su Jing's explanation.
Zhu Biao thought that the treatment he had done was already very good.
It can greatly change people's views on the military. This is a process of establishing a positive image.
"Did you ask General Zhang to crack the whip?"
Zhu Biao asked Zhu Biao.
Zhu Biao shook his head and said: "No, this is what General Zhang thinks he should do, otherwise it would not be enough to show his attitude."
Su Jing nodded and said: "That's not bad. At least the beam is correct. Now that we're gone, this matter won't happen again."
It is normal for the soldiers to have a few crooked melons and cracked dates, but if there is a problem with the leader above, it will be difficult to deal with the matter.
"Master Su, how else can we handle this matter?"
Zhu Biao asked.
Su Jing said: "What I said is better is just the icing on the cake. So far, you have done a good job."
"Actually, this matter can be linked to the People's Daily and published in the People's Daily."
"Although it may be a small thing, it can achieve a very good publicity effect. At the same time, because it is a real incident, the details can be more realistic, and people can trust it more after reading it."
This story was published in the civilian newspaper.
Zhu Biao was shocked by Su Jing's thoughts. Thinking about it carefully, this incident was originally just an incident in Jiaxiang County.
After being published in the People's Daily, the scope of influence immediately expanded.
In this way, the positive image of the military can also be established.
The most important thing is that this matter is true and can withstand investigation.
"Indeed, what Master Su said makes sense, and the students will remember it."
Zhu Biao said immediately.
Su Jing smiled and said: "Expand it further, the Ming Dynasty has a vast territory, and many things happen every day. Some things are only limited to certain small places."
"Wouldn't it be interesting if there were dedicated people to search for and record these things, and then publish them in the people's newspapers?"
What Su Jing is talking about now is a journalist.
Although for today's Ming Dynasty, reporters seem to be a little too ahead of their time.
However, is this teaching Zhu Biao? It doesn't matter.
"Specially record and publish in people's newspapers."
Zhu Biao murmured and repeated Su Jing's words, thinking carefully about what Su Jing said.
“Isn’t this the know-it-all that exists everywhere?”
Zhu Biao said suddenly.
In ancient times, the spread of information was not as fast as in modern times.
Therefore, in a place, there will always be some people who specialize in asking for information.
These people know about things big and small around them, and a lot of news spreads through them.
"Well, you are right to say that."
Su Jing nodded and said: "But the people who discovered the records I mentioned should be called reporters. They are the ones who record the records."
"Although the target they recorded was not the emperor, it was just some ordinary things and some ordinary people."
History books are all written by the victors, but if there are newspapers and journalists, many things will have the possibility to be verified.
Su Jing still looks forward to reporters and real news appearing in Ming Dynasty.
In this way, future generations' understanding of the Ming Dynasty should be more detailed and true.
"Reporter, what a wonderful title."
Zhu Biao nodded seriously.
"Unfortunately, this is just my imagination, and it is almost impossible to realize it."
Su Jing shook her head slightly.
Journalists are not a product of this era.
Really, this thing is too difficult.
"Master Su, why is it not possible? Students think that Master Su's idea is very good. If you want to do it, you can just try your best to implement it."
Zhu Biao asked puzzledly.
To his ears, Su Jing, a journalist, had very unique ideas.
For Daming, it is also quite beneficial.
Just wait until he goes back, no, just write the letter on the road like before and have the local Gongwei Lang send it back.
Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao and said, "Niu Yi, in fact, the reporters I mentioned already had similar existences as early as the Zhou Dynasty. Did you know?"
Were there reporters in the Zhou Dynasty?
Zhu Biao obviously didn't expect it, his face was full of confusion.
Reporter: This is the first time he has heard of it.
"Didn't I just say that reporters are not dedicated to recording the emperor, so what were the officials who were previously responsible for recording the emperor?"
Su Jing reminded him.
"Lianglang!"
Zhu Biao reacted immediately, looked at Su Jing and continued: "The Zhou Dynasty is the left history and the right history, which specializes in recording the emperor's words and deeds, called "Daily Notes"."
"good!"
Su Jing nodded.
Zhu Biao's historical reserve is still very strong. With just a few clicks, he will immediately remember it.
"This "Notes on Daily Life" records the truest words and deeds of the emperor. In fact, it can be understood as a royal reporter. However, you will find that very few "Notes on Daily Life" have been handed down, and it is almost impossible to find one handed down from generation to generation."
Su Jing said lightly.
He also knew something about "Notes on Daily Life" from visiting a museum in his previous life.
Most of the "Notes on Living Life" have been lost. The only one that has been preserved relatively completely is "Wanli Notes on Living Life" of Ming Shenzong, but Ming Shenzong was not born yet.
Zhu Biao thought for a while and searched for a long time in his mind, but he couldn't find the memory of "Daily Notes".
"Master Su, why is this? "Notes on Living Life" has obviously been around for a long time, why can't it be handed down?"
Zhu Biao asked doubtfully.
Isn't this thing just a record?
So many classics in history have been handed down, so why can’t a single "Notes on Living Life" be handed down?
"Niu Yi, you shouldn't be doing this. This matter can't be understood just by thinking about it."
Su Jing looked at Zhu Biao, a little dissatisfied with Zhu Biao's doubts.
Zhu Biao still had to ask himself about such a simple thing, it really shouldn't be done.
Zhu Biao was stunned, and then he assumed the role of emperor.
As the prince, he assumed the role of the emperor, which was very natural and coordinated.
But after thinking about it, he still didn't quite understand.
"Master Su, the student still doesn't quite understand."
Zhu Biao shook his head and said.
Su Jing said: "What is the responsibility of "Daily Notes"?"
Zhu Biao replied: "Record the emperor's words and deeds to prevent mistakes and serve as a warning to future emperors."
"This is incredible. How many emperors can guarantee that their words and deeds are always correct? For someone like Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, who wears a yellow robe, how do you think the "Living Notes" will record it?"
Su Jing said calmly: "Most emperors do not hope that "Living Notes" can be passed down, it is just an internal circulation of the royal family."
"And once there is a war, these things will most likely be destroyed."
"Although our Ming Dynasty has the position of Living Minister, it is already in name only. The emperor has supreme power and will not allow anyone to record his words and deeds at will."
After all, no one is perfect.
"Daily Notes" counts as history. As the victor, the emperor will not allow the true history to be spread.
Listening to Su Jing's description, Zhu Biao was silent.
He originally thought that a man as talented and strategic as his father, the founder of the country, would not be too opposed to something like "Notes on Daily Life".
After all, who can criticize his father's life, even his descendants?
But Su Jing said that the Ming Dynasty's living man was already in name only. He thought about it and found that it was true.
The chief minister had to record the emperor's words and deeds. If he wanted to keep the truth, he had to be inseparable from the emperor.
In the palace, the range of activities that a living man can do is very small.
It is no exaggeration to say that Su Jing exists in name only.
"The students understand, but the students are still confused. "Notes on Daily Life" are the words and deeds of emperors and are difficult to spread. This reporter only records the things of the common people. Why can't there be one?"
Zhu Biao did not connect Qi Julang and the reporter.
On one side is the emperor, on the other side are the people.
It cannot be said that ordinary people have the power to restrict the behavior of journalists.
"Niu Yi, what do you think is the most important thing for a reporter?"
Su Jing did not answer directly, but asked Zhu Biao a question.
"Reporters, reporters, the most important thing is to record."
Zhu Biao said naturally.
Su Jing nodded and said: "Yes, records are actually a kind of historical writing, and history books are written by the victors, and the victors can modify the records at will."
"A reporter who cannot record the truth is nothing more than a tool, then he is not a reporter."
In Su Jing's heart, the ability to record the truth is called a journalist.
Otherwise, it is just a tool of those in power.
Even in Su Jing's previous life, not many could become real reporters.
Record the truth.
Zhu Biao recited something silently, and then said: "Master Su, if we follow this standard, I am afraid that reporters will not be able to appear."
Su Jing smiled and said: "Maybe, who knows? It is precisely because it is difficult that those who choose to do it are extremely great."
"In Qi Taishi Bian, in Jin Dong Hu's pen."
(End of chapter)
