Become a feudal king from today

"Come one by one, don't crowd..."

There were three tables set up at the entrance of the government office, with two people sitting at each table.

They were holding pens and writing down the names of the scholars who came to register.

Mi Wen's face was full of smiles at this moment.

After discussing the establishment of the Propaganda Department with King Yan, he suddenly felt that the clouds had cleared up.

He took the handwriting and went to the Government Affairs School to recruit six students. Then he posted notices everywhere to recruit propagandists.

At the same time, according to the order of King Yan, he contacted Liu Fu.

Let the government office find a room for the propaganda booth in the seven counties of Yanzhou and the county government offices below for the purpose of handling official business.

Although the Propaganda Department is directly under the jurisdiction of the palace, they are not completely unrelated to the government.

In the future, they will also cooperate with the local government on some publicity matters.

It's just that the newspaper office to be established and the duties responsible for external publicity in the future will be completely under the jurisdiction of King Yan.

"Ahem, you guys continue to stare here. I... I'm going to Jinling Pond to inspect the newspaper office." Mi Wen wore official uniform today and held her head high.

Now as a royal official, he has to take care of his image at all times.

While recruiting publicists, he asked for a shop by the Golden Scale Pond to be used by the newspaper.

It is said that this store used to be the property of a wealthy family in Yan County.

Originally, he didn't care much about the location of the newspaper office and planned to find a place casually.

But King Yan designated this shop for him.

The implication is that in addition to publicity, newspapers are also a business.

Naturally, you have to choose a lively place.

When he arrived at the Golden Scale Pond, he found the newspaper office opposite the hot pot shop.

At this time, the plaque on the newspaper office has been hung up, with four gilded characters on it, Yanzhou Newspaper Office.

Entering the newspaper office, tables, chairs, calligraphy and painting are all fully furnished.

As long as the newspaper staff arrives, the newspaper can be officially processed.

He was even satisfied, and he couldn't help but start planning how to layout the layout of the first newspaper.

Although he often went in and out of the palace to discuss with King Yan in the past few days, he was still a little nervous.

After all, newspapers have never existed in Dasong.

And since the King of Yan asked him to do it, he had to show off and work hard to make the newspaper a must-have for Dasong.

…

The palace.

While Mi Wen was busy with matters related to the Propaganda Department, an unattractive carriage stopped in front of the palace.

Then a man in black robe got off the horse and was led into the palace.

"Mazhou Mu, please come with me. His Highness is already waiting in the guest hall." Xu Lie said.

The man in black robe took off his hood, it was Ma Han.

After receiving the secret invitation from King Yan, he concealed his whereabouts and secretly went to Yancheng.

"Please." Ma Han followed Xu Lie.

Not long after, the two arrived at the living room.

At this time, Zhao Xu was already waiting for him.

Seeing Zhao Xu, Ma Han couldn't help but quicken his pace to greet him, "Ma Han, see your highness."

"No courtesy." Zhao Xu looked at Ma Han.

Since taking over as Sizhou Mu, Ma Han's immaturity has gradually faded away and he has become more stable.

Of course, this may also be related to the drastic changes in the Ma family during this period. As the saying goes, experience makes people mature.

Asking Ma Han to sit down opposite him, Zhao Xu ordered his maid to serve tea.

"Your Highness has secretly asked me to come here this time. There must be something extremely important to discuss, right?" Ma Han asked directly as he picked up the tea before drinking it.

During this period of time, the Ma family had a lot of cooperation with King Yan, and the two were already familiar with each other, so there was no need to beat around the bush.

Zhao Xu nodded. He always liked to talk about anything, so he said: "We are negotiating for peace. Do you know about the marriage?"

"I know this very well." Ma Han's eyes suddenly darkened.

It was during this peace negotiation that the imperial court completely betrayed their Ma family.

Now Qinzhou and Yongzhou have become Beidi's happy land.

"Then you must also know that the candidates for peace talks were chosen by Dou Wei and Tie Muta to humiliate me." Zhao Xu added.

"Yes, I was also extremely unhappy at that time. It was just that I spoke in a humble manner. Actually..." At this point, he sighed.

"I don't blame you. Even I can't stop this peace negotiation. It's just that Dou Wei and Beidi have insulted me so much. How could I let the marriage happen like this?" Zhao Xu placed the tea cup heavily on the table. .

After a pause, he said: "So I want your Ma family to cooperate with me and steal the bride!"

Ma Han's hand holding the teacup shook and he almost dropped the teacup to the ground. He was confused and said, "Your Highness, if you anger Beidi by doing this, and the Beidi army comes again, won't it make Long Yan furious? Then the court will investigate... …”

Zhao Xu laughed when he heard this, "If Mulehong really wanted to continue fighting with Dasong, he would not negotiate peace with the court and focus on dealing with me. I can guarantee that even if he robs Beidi, he will only break his teeth. Swallow it into your stomach."

He would never believe Beidi's nonsense about turning conflicts into friendship.

If the enemy tries to reason with you, he must be forced to do nothing.

If it were a wise emperor, he would definitely not agree to negotiate peace.

Even if you agree, you will still take advantage.

He will never blindly appease like Zhao Heng and only pursue his own interests.

Of course, there is nothing we can do about it, and many such bizarre things have happened in contemporary history.

For example, in the Sino-French war at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty clearly won the battle, but it signed a clause that ceded power and humiliated the country, which meant losing money and ceding territory.

Ma Han suddenly remembered that although Beidi and the Dasong court had negotiated a peace, the peace did not seem to include King Yan.

This means that King Yan and Beidi are still at war, and the Northern Expedition is not actually over.

It just stopped on the northwest front line and the focus shifted to Yanzhou.

In this way, it is reasonable for King Yan to snatch the bride.

After all, Beidi wants to kill King Yan, so what if King Yan steals the bride.

Moreover, King Yan's words also woke him up.

King Yan is right, Beidi has always been very arrogant. If they have the confidence to destroy, how can they make peace.

However, despite this, he understood the current situation of the Ma family and could no longer withstand the hardship.

Beidi and the court may not be able to do anything against King Yan, but if they anger the Ma family, the Ma family will be left with nothing to lose.

Therefore, he still hesitated.

Zhao Xu looked at Ma Han's expression and roughly figured out what Ma Han was thinking.

Ma Han is now the head of the Ma family, so he must consider the Ma family.

So he said: "There is one more thing. All the seven powerful families in Dasong know about it, but your Ma family is the only one who is excluded."

"I hope His Highness will make it clear!" Ma Han's expression tightened.

So he told Dou Wei's plan to separate the seven powerful families.

After hearing this, Ma Han's expression changed drastically, "What do they want to do!"

"Actually, you know better than me what they want to do. After all, your Ma family is also one of the eight powerful families, but they no longer regard your Ma family as the same as them."

When Ma Han heard this, he clenched his fist fiercely.