Li Mu lay on the bed, eating the porridge fed by Bai Qiaoqiao with his mouth open, looking like an uncle. Hearing that he had been assassinated, there was an endless stream of people visiting him this morning, not to mention officials from the Ministry of Industry.
Desperate for an excuse to come and give gifts, even his immediate boss Li Daliang, Minister of Industry and Industry, came to visit. There were also Li Ji, Bai Naoer, Tang Jian and others, not to mention my mother Sun, who came to visit her early in the morning.
We arrived and cried for more than an hour. Li Mu tried to comfort her and finally calmed her down.
After noon, Li Mu had time to eat. His butt was injured and it was inconvenient to get up, so Li Mu acted coquettishly with Bai Qiaoqiao and stayed in bed unable to get up. He asked Bai Qiaoqiao to blow the porridge to cool down and feed it to him. Bai Qiaoqiao couldn't do anything to him.
All he could do was blow and feed him as if coaxing a child. Li Mu was not very careful with his hands and feet. He touched here and there, which made Bai Qiaoqiao's cheeks turn red. He couldn't do anything to him. After feeding him a bowl of porridge for almost half an hour, he was still exhausted.
It's almost cold and I haven't finished eating yet.
"Master, madam, your majesty is here...ah!" Li Zhien hurried in to announce. Seeing the awkward sight of the two of them, he quickly covered his eyes, but his fingers were so wide apart that he could obviously still see everything.
Bai Qiaoqiao's act of concealment directly turned Bai Qiaoqiao into a big red face.
"Stop making trouble now, let His Majesty see what it's like." Bai Qiaoqiao handed the porridge bowl to Li Zhien, broke away from Li Mu's hand, helped him tuck him back into the quilt, straightened his clothes, and then came outside.
Go to the house to meet Li Shimin.
After a while, Li Shimin arrived, and Changsun Wuji naturally followed him. When Li Mu saw the two of them, he tried hard to support his body with his arms and tried to get up, but he had no strength and fell on the bed again. He coughed and said:
"Your Majesty, I forgive you for not being able to show me full courtesy. Uncle, please be patient..."
Li Shimin hurriedly came over to give him a hand and said: "What are you talking about, Aiqing? I heard that Aiqing was assassinated, and I was very anxious. After handling the affairs of the court, I rushed over to visit you. Aiqing, how seriously injured are you?"
"Your Majesty..." Li Mu, with tears streaming down his face, pointed to the injured area and said with a grimace, "The thief was vicious. He threw a dagger and stabbed me in the buttocks. The injury was not serious, but it is so embarrassing..."
"Fart, butt?" Li Shimin glanced at the place Li Mu pointed at, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry. Changsun Wuji also couldn't help laughing, and said: "Your Majesty and I have read the 'Datang Daily', and it didn't mention where you were injured.
I really didn’t know the injury was on my butt.”
Li Mu sighed and recounted the situation that day. He grew up listening to storytelling such as "Three Heroes and Five Righteousness" and "The Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties". When he told the story, he naturally had the meaning of commenting on the book.
, compared with the paper description in Datang Daily, it was naturally much more detailed and exciting. Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji were both fascinated by it, as if they were on the spot. Changsun Wuji was a civil servant and did not know much about martial arts.
, but Li Shimin was the emperor of Ma Ma, and he was more aware of the dangers involved. After hearing this, he sighed repeatedly: "As Aiqing said, these four gangsters must be good at combined attacks. Three of them can't hit with one strike, and there is a third one."
Four people are doing the last-ditch attack. If it weren’t for the bravery of your guards and the help of others, Aiqing would be in great danger."
Li Mu sighed: "Isn't it, Your Majesty? I almost never see Your Majesty again! I am determined to fight to the end with the person behind the scenes. In desperation, I went to work privately without consulting Your Majesty."
I have published the Datang Daily, and I ask your Majesty to forgive me."
"I can understand." Li Shimin nodded. At this time, Changsun Wuji took out a piece of Datang Daily from his arms and handed it to Li Shimin. Li Shimin handed it to Li Mu to read and said: "My dear, this is the first time I have seen this.
There are some things I am not clear about, I hope you can clarify them."
"Ah, Your Majesty, just ask me if you have anything to say. I should tell you everything I know... But, Your Majesty, could you please not call me Aiqing? I am not used to it. Just call me by my name as usual, or call me '
Boy, it’s all fine.”
"Haha, you are provoking me." Li Shimin snorted and said: "Isn't it because you have been crowned an adult that you call Aiqing to show respect? Do you want me to call you by your cousin's name 'Xiaoyao'?"
I still feel awkward, and I don’t know what my father is thinking, but he actually gave you the word ‘Xiaoyao’ as a prefix. As an emperor, I can’t even be free, but you got it first.”
Li Mu smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, what kind of freedom do I have? If I had freedom, would I be able to get a dagger in my butt? If you feel that freedom is awkward, just call me Li Mu."
"I'm too lazy to argue with you about this, so I'm here to ask you. How many copies did you distribute in Chang'an City and Datang Daily today?"
"I don't know very well. It's about one thousand, eleven or two hundred."
Changsun Wuji asked: "More than a thousand copies were printed just last night?"
"Yes, the assassination of the minister happened yesterday, so naturally this newspaper was published last night."
"newspaper?"
Li Mu almost forgot that Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji had never heard of "newspaper", and quickly explained: "Newspaper is the name given by the minister himself, which means a notice on paper to inform the people. The abbreviation of newspaper is Datang Daily.
It means that the major events that happened in the Tang Dynasty every day should be reported to the people."
Li Shimin asked again: "This newspaper printed more than a thousand pages in one night. How many people did it use?"
Li Mu Ning did some math with his brows and said: "Two groups change shifts. One group has about six or seven people, and one group has about twelve or three people." At this point, Li Mu probably understood what Li Shimin wanted to know, and said: "Your Majesty, what is really printed?
At that time, the speed was much faster than this. Last night, the minister made an impromptu decision, and the servants in the palace were not skilled. When it comes to actual printing, if we train it in advance, the efficiency can be increased by at least three times."
Li Shimin frowned slightly and said, "Li Mu, do you know how the ministers talked about the 'Datang Daily' in the court today?"
"How to talk about it?" Li Mu thought for a while and said, "Maybe some people think that Datang Daily will cause some hidden dangers..."
"Yes!" Li Shimin nodded and said: "Today, many ministers reported that the Datang Daily spread throughout Chang'an overnight, and that the important events in the court would be made public to the people, which would cause unrest in the country. If it goes on for a long time, it will definitely cause turmoil.
Please ask me to order a ban."
Li Mu hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, those who say such things are short-sighted people. They don't understand my plan at all. Could it be that I abolished such a big Zhou Zhang just to vent my anger?"
Li Shimin and Changsun Wuji didn't say anything, but their eyes already expressed their meaning: Isn't it?
Li Mu felt depressed for a while and said: "Your Majesty, I do want to vent my anger. But I am not just venting my anger. Everything I do is for the people, your Majesty, and the Tang Dynasty!"