Crown Prince of the Empire, I quit!

"Your Highness, please tell me!"

Everyone looked at Qin Ming curiously, waiting for what would happen next.

Qin Ming quickly said:

"Using movable type printing, they produced newspapers and distributed them to various places, thereby influencing people's perceptions of Luojiao."

Qin Ming's method was extremely obscure.

Directly telling people that Luo Jiao is not good will definitely not have much effect.

But if you can make a newspaper, add news and some interesting stories in it.

He then took advantage of the situation to portray Luo Jiao as a villain in the story, and then published some news about his own efforts to wipe out Luo Jiao.

This will create a bad image of Luojiao in people's minds.

This is a modern means of public opinion!

Even Huang Qi, who has extraordinary skills, can't defend against it!

After he said everything in his mind.

Everyone at the scene stared at him blankly with their mouths wide open.

Even Fang Qingyuan, who has always been very smart, couldn't help swallowing.

"Your Highness, who taught you this?"

"Don't worry about it. Whether we can do it or not, we can make it tomorrow and distribute it everywhere. We'll make an evening paper and a daily paper. For one penny, you can buy two copies. Pick up one in the morning and one in the evening!"

Qin Ming waved his hand and asked Qing Yuan a question.

Fang Qingyuan pondered for a moment and said:

"It can be done, but there is a problem. Few people in Lingnan are literate."

Song Dingsheng rubbed his chin and said:

"Why don't we let those storytellers spread the story in teahouses all over the place? They can all read!"

"That's a good idea, let's go."

Fang Qingyuan nodded slowly and pulled Cao Chuan directly back to the workshop.

As for the content, Qin Ming handed it over to Liu Yueli's secret guard.

They often investigate various sources of information and must have a lot of news.

When the time comes, find something eye-catching, and then let some poor scholars make up a story about how they make a comeback and marry the daughter of a wealthy businessman.

It can directly attract countless spectators.

"I'll leave these to you."

Qin Ming patted Song Dingsheng on the shoulder, and Song Dingsheng laughed and said:

"Don't worry, Your Highness. I'll take care of everything!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to go to the local private school to find a scholar.

After everyone left, Qin Ming turned around and suddenly found Guan Yue who had been looking at him silently.

At this moment, her eyes were red, she clutched her sleeves tightly, and her eyes were fixed on herself.

"what happened?"

Walking forward, Qin Ming gently held her in his arms.

Guan Yue gently raised her hand and hammered him on the chest.

"When you came back today, you scared me to death. I thought, I thought..."

As she spoke, she suddenly choked up.

Looking at the stunning beauty in his arms, Qin Ming comforted her softly:

"Don't worry, I will be with you forever. I won't be killed so soon."

"But Huang Qi is too strong. What if he doesn't want to fulfill the bet and comes back to kill you?"

As soon as she said this, Guan Yue immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said:

"No, I won't be going to the cloth shop recently. I want to stay here to protect you."

Guan Yue was very worried about Qin Ming, but when he heard these words, Qin Ming waved his hand.

"If you stay here to protect me, you'll have one less person to do the work."

"Don't worry, if Huang Qi wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago. Now that he wants to play, I will play with him."

"OK then."

Guan Yue nodded gently.

Soon, Song Dingsheng brought a dozen scholars to find Qin Ming.

They entered the study in the courtyard, lit candles and began to study late into the night.

Qin Ming began to tell them the main points of the newspaper.

"Every area of ​​the newspaper is very important, and there is very little you can write on it!"

"What do you need to do at this time? That's right, you need to grab people's attention with the first sentence!"

"The title must be bizarre! It must be outlandish! It must shock people after reading it!"

After listening to what Qin Ming said, everyone's eyes widened.

These theories had a huge impact on their young minds!

After all, they have been studying for decades.

But no teacher has ever told them to write articles like this.

Qin Ming made arrangements with them with saliva flying.

"Let's split into three groups: the ethics group, the gossip group, and the news group. Everyone will have their own responsibilities."

"The news group is responsible for writing what I provide in the most interesting way possible, and the length must be concise!"

"The gossip team is responsible for digging up interesting stories about local officials or landlords. If there are stories about famous beauties in the area, you should also write about them!"

"Ethics team, you guys are really good at this. Write a story about a father-in-law stealing from a wall, understand?"

Qin Ming's teaching made Song Dingsheng's mouth tremble slightly.

I know Qin Ming is a wild man.

But no one expected that his path would be so out of this world!

"Everyone, hurry up and write. I'll review it. If you pass one, I'll give you three taels of silver!"

While making the arrangements, Qin Ming also did not forget to discuss their remuneration.

"Three taels of silver!?"

"So many!"

Green light flashed in everyone's eyes.

Qin Ming really gave a lot this time.

You know, if they spend frugally, three taels of silver is enough for their family of three to live comfortably in the county town for a month!

"Hurry up!"

Qin Ming will have to personally supervise their printing later.

Although there is movable type printing technology, printing still takes time.

So Qin Ming instructed everyone that the entire page of the newspaper must be produced before midnight tonight!

"What are you looking at here?"

Qin Ming worked hard for a while and finally let them start work.

Suddenly, he saw Song Dingsheng sitting next to him, drinking the tea brought by Guan Yue.

"Ah? Your Highness, should I write too?"

Song Dingsheng scratched his head, his face filled with embarrassment.

To be honest, he considers himself a man of letters and is quite particular about what he does.

After listening to the newspaper described by Qin Ming, he knew very well that writing such things was not worthy of being published.

So I felt some resistance inside.

But Qin Ming is working now, and he can't just turn around and leave.

I could only sit there awkwardly and drink tea.

"Old Song, do you look down on newspaper articles?"

Qin Ming saw through the other party's thoughts at a glance.

"Oh, no, no, I just can't write this kind of thing."

Song Dingsheng certainly didn't want to admit it, so he quickly waved his hands.

Qin Ming directly pulled him to sit at the desk.

"Just write. Don't you want to stir up trouble with your pen? Believe me, you'll love this feeling."

Qin Ming was not just making this up.

Many literati, including Song Dingsheng, are well-versed in classics.

But most of the time, what I write is simply too highbrow and too difficult to understand.

But newspapers are different. The effect of this thing is amazing.

Under Qin Ming's urging, Song Dingsheng had no choice but to join the ethics group with a red face.

I wrote a story about a sister-in-law and brother-in-law.

At this time, Song Dingsheng didn't know that the gears of his destiny had already quietly turned...