Don't worry, with the blessing of newspapers and newspaper sellers, I guarantee that within a day, your reputation will be spread throughout Bianjing.

This method was originally the idea given by the shop owner. Once the Ming Dynasty Royal Daily comes out, the entire Ming Dynasty will know what I say, even if those officials want to delay it!"

"Haha, I never thought before that there could be such a way to lead. The shop owner is indeed a god, and I am far behind.

Also, yesterday I thanked the shop owner for always following me and taking pictures for me. I’m sorry for bothering the shop owner. If it weren’t for Da Song, no one would know how to do it. I wouldn’t even want the shop owner to come in person.

This photo is really...good!"

Zhao Ji said with a smile that as a ruler, he could completely see the role of newspapers. The erosion of grassroots thinking by this thing was very terrifying.

So when Chen Ye recommended this set of content to him, he directly agreed without even asking other people's opinions. This was the emperor's intuition.

And newspapers need to have corresponding photos to be effective. Otherwise, if they just have words, the literati will despise them and the people will not be able to understand them.

But yesterday he was driving Wushuang again. Ordinary people couldn't keep up, let alone taking pictures, so the one who kept following him and taking pictures became Chen Ye who could walk through at any time.

Among them, only Tong Guan saw Chen Ye disappearing out of thin air with his own eyes.

Looking back and looking at the high-P filter pictures in the newspaper that he had seen countless times, Zhao Ji was still so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Even if Zhao Ji was so excited, one can imagine the sensation outside Bianjing City because of the real photo published in the newspaper.

As the Imperial City Secretary left the palace with a loudspeaker in hand, the sound of selling newspapers resounded throughout Bianjing. More and more people began to understand what a newspaper was.

In Dongxing Lane in the inner city, Chen Dong, dressed in Confucian robes, came out of his home early to gather with friends.

In addition to remembering each other's classmates who were unlucky and died too quickly yesterday, they were chatting with each other about their own bravery during yesterday's battle.

Although yesterday they were scared to death and kept rushing behind, but now that the war is over, who wouldn't brag to each other?

"You don't know that I was following the Supreme Leader at that time and witnessed the Supreme Leader's bravery with my own eyes.

It was then that I realized that Jin people were really like pigs and dogs, and I didn’t know why I couldn’t defeat them before.”

"The Supreme Being really went into battle to kill the enemy? I still don't believe it, especially when he rushed into the military formation, let alone from a distance. Who can carry the Yanyue Sword and charge into the formation?"

"Yes, the Yanyue knife weighs several dozen kilograms, and...

Chen Dong, I heard that you committed a murder and got a head? Junzi Liuyi, I didn’t expect that among us, you were the only one who got a head.”

"It's just a fluke. At that time, dozens of golden soldiers surrounded the Supreme Being. I was on the side and behind, and there were four golden soldiers who couldn't attack the Supreme Being. So... Hey, what are you selling outside? Who has such a loud voice?"

"Let me take a look, it seems to be the dog of the Imperial City Division."

An old Confucian scholar with a goatee looked out the window and said disdainfully that many of them looked down upon the Imperial City Division.
Chapter completed!