"What's the matter?" Da Yu'er stared at Yang Feng with big eyes curiously.

Yang Feng asked her with a smile: "Have you ever thought about it? Why are those scholars now able to curse people when they want to curse people, and scold anyone they want to curse, and no matter how absurd things are, people in the world still believe their words. Why is this?"

Da Yuer thought about it before saying, "I used to like reading your Han Chinese books when I was... outside the pass, and I found something very interesting."

Speaking of this, Da Yuer tilted her head and thought for a moment. Yang Feng found that when she frowned, she felt very cute and mature in a girl's outfit. Then she said, "I found that Han scholars like to say that Confucius said Chengren and Meng said that they were righteous, but there were very few people who could do this.

But these scholars do a lot of dirty things. But despite this, both the people and the upper class of the Ming Dynasty were extremely tolerant of these scholars. To this day, both the court and the people are in control of power, and the military officers who fought for life and death for the country are very low. This is also something that has always puzzled me. In our Mongolian, those scholars who are powerless and can only talk big can never occupy a high position. Why is this?"

Looking at the girl who looked puzzled, Yang Feng's eyes showed admiration. He couldn't help but touch her head and smiled: "It seems that our Bumubutai has really grown up and has actually begun to think about these complicated things."

Da Yuer tilted her head unhappily, pushed Yang Feng's big hand away and rolled her eyes: "Oh, I've said it so many times, don't touch someone's head, Besides, they're no longer a child!"

Seeing Da Yu'er's inadvertent temper, Zhezhe and Hai Lanzhu both laughed. The two things Da Yu'er hates the most are that others touch her head and say she is a child. Yang Feng took both of these points, which naturally caused her unhappiness.

"Okay, our Bumubutai is already an adult, is it okay?" Yang Feng laughed and then said seriously: "It is really amazing that Da Yu'er can think of this. In fact, the reason why I, Da Ming, treats scholars so well is because it is impossible to govern a huge country without scholars. It is impossible to rule such a big country by brutality alone. The Mongolians hundreds of years ago have set a good example for us.

Why did the powerful Dayuan Empire in the Central Plains collapse after only more than 70 years of rule and was driven back to the outside world by the rising Han people? There is only one reason, because the Mongols rely on the world that was immediately fought, and they also believed that they could govern the world immediately, so they frantically squeezed the Han people in the Central Plains. In order to prevent the people from rebelling, they even stipulated that five families of Han people could share a kitchen knife.

You all know the final result. Their brutality aroused the anger and resistance of the people of the world, so they were quickly driven back to the frontier. They have not breathed until now, and they will never be able to restore their former glory in the future."

Da Yuer pointed her little head and asked all the thoughts: "So this is the reason why your Ming Emperor treats scholars so well?"

Seeing the skeptical eyes of several women, Yang Feng couldn't help but feel a little angry, "Why, are you all doubting your husband's ability? Let me tell you, although this matter is more difficult than climbing to the sky, let me tell you, this matter is really not too difficult, it's just a bit time-consuming, and it's hard to see results in a few years."

Seeing that Yang Feng seemed to be really angry, the girls didn't dare to smile anymore. They quickly sat up and their expression became serious. However, Yang Feng saw a faint smile between their eyebrows.

"you……"

Yang Feng was also helpless, so he could only say in disappointment: "Okay, we won't say anything false. We plan to run a newspaper for our husbands some time. I hope you can give me some advice or help me. Who would you like to come?"

"Newspaper?" The girls looked at him in confusion.

Yang Feng shook his head: "It is to publish some news, current affairs of the court, comments on major affairs of the court, etc., and there can be some strange and strange stories in the middle."

"Isn't this a post newspaper?" Zheng Tuo Niang suddenly realized: "I saw these things from time to time when I was in Nanjing, but these things were official newspapers issued by the court, and it's difficult for private individuals... Oh, I forgot what my husband does." After that, Zheng Tuo Niang covered her mouth and laughed.

"Tu Niang, you are right, but not completely right." Yang Feng explained: "The news of the post newspapers in the court is relatively serious. The ones written on them are usually the emperor's edicts, daily life, words and deeds, government laws and regulations, memorials and memorials of ministers at all levels, work reports of provincial temple supervisors and other institutions, and war reports of border guards. Most of the people who read these post newspapers are officials of the court and gentry from all over the country.

But the newspaper I run for my husband is different. It mainly faces the lower class of people. I plan to not use classical Chinese, but write the whole article in vernacular. In this way, the people can understand it and the content is interesting and vivid, so that they can quickly gain a foothold among the people and open up our popularity. When our poster can take root in the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty's voice will no longer be dominated by those scholars."

After hearing Yang Feng's "big words and ambitions", the girls all looked at each other, and could this be done in advance.

Zheng Tuo Niang thought about it and secretly glanced at Yang Feng and said cautiously: "My husband, you can do it if you want to run a post newspaper, but have you ever thought about it? Should this post newspaper be printed with woodblock or movable type?"

The question raised by Zheng Tuoniang is the biggest problem facing printing technology today. Today's printing technology is divided into woodblock printing and movable type printing.

Woodblock printing is to write the manuscript after writing the script and stick the side with the characters on the board to engrave the words. The engraver uses different forms of engraving knives to carve the ink marks of the ink on the woodblock into raised positive text, and at the same time remove the remaining blank parts on the woodblock to make it sunken. Its advantage is that the layout looks delicate and neat, but it takes a long time and the phone cost is quite large. It takes too much time and energy to use it to run a newspaper, and it is not convenient.

movable type printing is different. It largely avoids the shortcomings of carving boards. As long as you prepare enough single movable type in advance, you can imitate the plate at any time, greatly speeding up the plate making time. After printing the movable type, the plate can be disassembled and the movable type can be reused. Moreover, the movable type occupies less space than the carving board and is easy to store and store, which greatly saves costs.

But the biggest problem now is that the movable type printing in this era is mainly divided into clay type molds, wooden type molds and tin type molds, copper type molds, etc. However, these movable type molds have their limitations. Although clay type molds and wooden subtitles are easy to make, they are easily damaged or deformed due to the limitations of the materials. Tin movable type molds are not easily damaged or deformed. The cost of copper movable type molds is indeed too high. Huaxia was originally a country with copper shortage. Not only is it expensive to use copper to make movable subtitles, but also the popularization of copper movable type molds can easily increase the already high copper price.

After hearing Zheng Tuoni's words, Yang Feng said without hesitation, "Of course we use lead movable type model. Don't worry about this. I will go out tomorrow and get a few sets of printing equipment. It's estimated that it will take ten days and half a month."

"Lead movable type mold?" Zheng Tuoni felt a fog at the end. The lead movable type printing machine is a printing machine that uses lead movable type melted in proportion to form a complete layout for printing. Today, Daming does not have this thing.

This thing was first invented by the German Johannes Gutenberg in the 15th century, but by the time the lead type printing was mature, it was already in the 18th or even the 19th century. At this time, the Ming Dynasty naturally did not have such a high-end thing.

Seeing the girls looking puzzled, Yang Feng didn't want to explain more. He waved his hand and exposed the topic, instead discussing how to recruit editors for newspapers, recruit printers and venues, the content of newspapers, and how to publish newspapers...

Just as Yang Feng and his wife were discussing how to run a newspaper, a sound sounded gloomy in a study room in Shengjing's palace.

"Did they really see Zhezhe and Bumubutai appear at the entrance of the Daxiangguo Temple in the capital with their own eyes?"

"Yes, your majesty!"

Fan Wencheng, who was the study officer of Tongwenguan at the time, crawled on the ground, and his voice trembled.

Huang Taiji, who was sitting on the chair, had a flushed face, and anger that could not be concealed in his eyes. He looked at Fan Wencheng who was huddling on the ground and trembling. He couldn't help but want to drag him out and chop him out several times, but he quickly gave up this idea. Even if he killed Fan Wencheng, there were many people who knew about it. And even if he killed all these people, as long as Yang Feng was willing to spread this matter, could he still kill everyone?

Relaxing his body on the back of the chair, Huang Taiji suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and slowly said, "Tell me what happened!"

"Yeah!"

Fan Wencheng knelt on the ground and didn't even dare to raise his head. He lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, the news is sent back by the spies who have been lurking in the capital for more than ten years. The spies said that they saw the guards of Jiangning Bo Mansion escorting several sedan chairs to Daxiangguo Temple to incense. Later, the spies saw the grand concubine, the side concubine and several women coming down from the sedan chair. One of the spies had witnessed the faces of the grand concubine and the side concubine in Shengjing, and they would never make any mistakes. They..."

"Shut up!"

Huang Taiji shouted viciously: "They are no longer the great concubines and side concubines, I don't have such a concubine!"

Although Huang Taiji was furious, Fan Wencheng continued tremblingly: "According to the spy, the concubine was unable to move, and it seemed... she was still pregnant..."

"Bang……"

With a dull sound, Huang Taiji slid down from the chair.
Chapter completed!