I Become A Saint By Studying

'This guy……'

Lin Cong was taken aback by Lin Yi's performance, he seemed to see the shadow of his father.

Lin Yunhong was silent.

Lin Yi's voice continued to resound in Fengtian Temple.

"certainly……"

Lin Yi's expression softened at this moment, and he looked at the courtier with an unsightly expression, and said, "If you make great achievements, I will make you immortal forever!"

"In Gu's view, those who are officials and rulers should have great ambitions, have good strategies, have the opportunity to hide the universe, and swallow the ambition of the world!"

"If you are an official for a lifetime, doing nothing, how is it different from rotten wood and weeds?"

After hearing this, the faces of the courtiers were incomparably hot, and every sentence of His Royal Highness pierced their hearts fiercely.

Looking back on the years they have been officials, it seems that... nothing major has happened.

It is the report from below, and the memorial here, His Majesty's review, and then arrange it.

It's like a tool man.

"Woo~"

In the Great Hall, some veterans couldn't help crying, looking back on their life, they were really like rotten wood and weeds.

The courtiers fell silent.

"Ning Shangshu."

Lin Yi looked at the pale-faced Hubu Shangshu Ning Zimin, and said, "Gu recommends that you rest at home for a while, without you as Shangshu, Gu thinks you can get through!"

"Your Majesty! Veteran..."

Ning Zimin felt extremely humiliated, he struggled to kneel down to His Majesty, but Lin Yunhong said, "Shang Shu Ning Zimin, devoted himself to his duty, and now the imperial court has heavy affairs, and he is unable to share the burden for me, so he is authorized to return to his hometown!"

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty! I'm not old yet, I can still do..."

Ning Zimin felt that the sky was falling, and it was simply unacceptable for him to become an ordinary old man from the Minister of the Household Department once he became an official.

The courtiers were quite frightened, and only then did they realize that His Majesty was particularly partial to the direct prince.

In other words, half of their future is already in the hands of His Highness the Crown Prince.

'Father is helping me establish my dignity...'

Lin Yi then looked at Zhang Judong, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, and said, "Zhang Judong, I want you to make the movable type plates and characters as soon as possible, and make... fifty copies first!"

Zhang Judong came out of the line, with a wry smile on his face, and saluted, "Go back to His Royal Highness, I'm afraid I have more heart than energy, and the Ministry of Households has no money to pay, and the Ministry of Works has nothing to do!"

"Gu took out five million taels of cash, and Dayan Weekly owed the money to the Ministry of Industry, and Gu Yi will return it to you."

Lin Yi then looked at Chen Jingzhi and said, "Chen Jingzhi, go to Dayan's mansion after the court, and Zheng Yu will hand over the silver to the Ministry of Industry."

"The minister obeys the order!"

Chen Jingzhi said seriously, he is full of energy now.

When the old princes and the sixth prince Lin Cong heard Lin Yi's five million yuan, they all had ugly faces, as if they had swallowed thousands of piles of fly droppings.

It was all their money, and in the end it fell into the hands of the Ministry of Industry, and it would eventually become countless Dayan weekly newspapers...

The "salvation" of the officials of the Dayan court was recorded bloodily on it.

At this time.

Lin Yi looked at the many courtiers and said loudly, "Where is Song Zhong, Minister of the Ministry of Industry?"

Among the crowd, Song Zhong, the burly servant of the Ministry of War, stepped out, bowed to Lin Yi and said, "Song Zhong, Minister of the Ministry of War, has met His Royal Highness!"

Many of the courtiers were stunned.

What is the crown prince doing? Aren't you discussing the Dayan Weekly? How come the Ministry of War is involved?

‘Is this Song Zhong’s son Song Ze hooking up with Zheng Yu’s fiancée? People seem decent...'

Lin Yi looked at Song Zhong, the servant of the Ministry of War, and said, "Dayan Fifty-six Mansions, how many stations are there?"

Song Zhongdao said, "In the fifty-six mansions, there are more than 5,600 post stations, one for every 100 miles on the main official road."

"How much money does the imperial court invest every year?" Lin Yi asked.

"A courier station has a courier, a number of books, Lishi, grooms, and horse doctors, which cost more than a thousand taels of military salary every month, and more than 5,600 are..." Song Zhong counted with his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, he looked embarrassed.

Lin Yi said, "Nearly six million taels of silver!"

"Yep!"

Song Zhong, the servant of the Ministry of War, his eyes lit up, he nodded again and again, and then he was inexplicably ashamed, and said, "I'm just a warrior..."

Lin Yi nodded slightly.

After getting this result, his heart was quite shocked. The expenditure of just one post station was as high as more than 70 million taels a year.

There are also the salaries of government officials and a series of expenses, which are simply astronomical figures.

"I have endured the pressure that I shouldn't have at my age..." Lin Yi complained inwardly.

Fortunately, he called Song Zhong, the servant of the Ministry of War, and asked the post station not to settle accounts, but to renovate the post station.

Dayan Weekly is a newspaper, and the station can be regarded as the post office of the previous life.

At present, the post station is mainly responsible for the food and lodging of the people who pass on the official literature and intelligence, and the place for changing horses.

All expenses are the money of the court.

Lin Yi intends to use the post station to undertake the role of freight and express delivery while publishing Dayan Weekly.

This will not only improve Dayan's private economy, but also open up resources for the imperial court, and maybe enrich the national treasury.

Dayan is very big, and the chariots and horses are far away.

For a letter as big as an ordinary person, it may take several months to travel from Nanxiang Mansion to Jintian Mansion.

It also depends on whether there are familiar people to help piggyback.

Information is extremely limited.

So there are many things, but the heavens are not heard, and the court does not know the sufferings of the people.

Only scholars can rely on the supernatural means of "Flying Sword to pass the book" and be well informed.

Lin Yi pondered for a moment, then looked at Song Zhongdao, "What's the name of Song Shilang's son?"

hum!

Song Zhong thought that there was a great good thing, and excitedly said, "The name of the minister's son is Song Ze, a seven-rank benevolent man, a student of Qingshan Academy..."

"Gu knows him!"

Lin Yi waved his hand to stop, and asked, "Is Song Shilang a good official?"

Song Zhong's face turned red, and he said seriously, "I dare not say that I am a good official, but I am absolutely loyal to the court and His Majesty!"

"it is good!"

Lin Yi nodded slightly, not being true to himself?

At this time.

Lin Yunhong, who was on the dragon chair, was a little puzzled by Lin Yi's behavior, and said, "The prince asked why the station is?"

"Go back to the emperor!"

Lin Yi bowed to Lin Yunhong, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm thinking about publishing Dayan Weekly, and I happened to think of an excellent solution to the problem!"

"If this plan can be implemented, Dayan Weekly will not need to consume excess manpower and material resources. At the same time, it will also solve the problem of the post station's expenses, and even bring considerable revenue to the imperial court!"

Wow!

After the words fell, the whole court was in an uproar, and the courtiers whispered, thinking that His Highness the Crown Prince was whimsical.

Lin Yunhong's heart was moved, he looked at Lin Yi squarely, and said, "What good plan does the prince have, you might as well talk about it, and discuss it with me and the courtiers!"

Lin Yi smiled slightly.

For the first time, to directly participate in the formulation and implementation of Dayan's national policy, this is... the advantage of advanced cognition as a time traveler.

'how come……'

Lin Cong's eyes widened, and he felt the ton of critical blows from Lin Yi again.