"People have birth, old age, sickness and death, trees have withering, flourishing, and the rise and fall of dynasties. Why do you have to be attached to this?" Mizhuang Ancient Well without waves.

It seems that Dasong has long expected that it will reach its present.

"It's just that the child is an official in the court, and he is a pity for his lord's fortune and loyalty to the lord." Mi Yan sighed, "Father, is there no way to crack it now?"

Mi Zhuang shook his head gently, "Actually, when he went to Yanzhou, his father and the King of Yan had discussed this matter. He felt that the King of Yan's words clearly explained the essence of the chaos."

"Oh?" Mi Yan showed curiosity when he heard this.

"The King of Yan said that the power clan is a tumor on Dasong's body. He sucked Dasong's flesh and blood to survive. Dasong became thinner and weaker, and the tumor grew stronger day by day until they exhausted Dasong's body and eventually turned to the host and occupied it for themselves." Mi Zhuang said slowly.

"I didn't expect that King Yan could see so clearly at such a young age." Mi Yan shook his head gently.

I have to say that the metaphor of King Yan is very vivid.

Dasong has been eroded by the power clan and is full of holes.

Sharing the royal family is their last step.

Thinking of something, he said, "Children wants to send a letter to King Yan. After Child's persuasion, the emperor has decided to believe him completely."

Mi Zhuang didn't care. In his opinion, it was still difficult for Zhao Heng to protect himself now and could not provide any support to King Yan.

At present, this emperor can only be a monk like a monk in the temple, and hit the bell for a day.

The powerful clan will not take Zhao Heng seriously, but will only keep him and maintain Dasong's decentness.

The real battle will be between the Northern Di, the tribe and the King of Yan, just like the three kingdoms.

"In the letter, I ask Wen'er's current situation, and I don't know how he is in Yanzhou?" Mi Zhuang's eyes stayed on the book and seemed to say something unintentionally.

Mi Yan understood, smiled gently, and turned around and left.

He wrote a letter in his study, and he asked him to send it to Yancheng quickly.

Seven days later.

Zhao Xu received Mi Yan's letter.

"Who is it?" Zhao Xu murmured.

Like Dong An, Liang Cheng learned about this through short arrows.

As for the letter saying that Zhao Heng would trust him in the future, he didn't care.

Apart from the 100,000 craftsmen he asked for, he really had nothing to ask for.

Of course, Zhao Heng showed goodwill, and there was no need for him to be cold-faced.

With Zhao Heng’s support, no matter what he does, he will at least be legitimate.

"The current situation is next to everyone to show their magical powers." Zhao Xu pondered.

Obviously, Dasong's current situation is basically out of control.

The powerful tribe officially ruled the land. Once conflicts broke out, it would be that the human brain would attack the dog brain.

He had a prediction about this, so he was not nervous and even felt a little relieved.

Since everyone is playing their own games, he can do whatever he wants on his own closure.

Without the separatist rule of his power clan, he was honestly a sucker.

Furthermore, since Zhao Heng wants to give him full trust, he cannot hold him back.

"Since that's the case, it depends on who will kill me." Seeing the last ashes falling to the ground, Zhao Xu said again.

Then, he remembered Mi Yan's mention of Mi Wen in the letter, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Mi Wen has done nothing in Yanzhou during this period, so I guess Mi Yan and Mi Zhuang are a little anxious.

I was afraid that he would not indulge Mi Wen anymore, but would arrange an errand for him.

Thinking of this, he asked Feng'er to call Mi Wen over.

At present, Beidi is accumulating strength, and so are the powerful clans.

Naturally, he could not let Yanzhou stop moving forward.

Next, he will speed up Yanzhou in full.

After all, the steam engine has emerged.

This is a revolutionary machinery that transformed Yanzhou from an agricultural structure to an industrial structure.

At the same time, the development of overseas markets will also be carried out simultaneously.

After all, industry relies on commerce. If goods cannot be sold, industry cannot prosper.

It can be said that like Dasong, Yanzhou has also reached a critical node.

If he takes this step well, he will have the ability to defeat Beidi and turn defense into offense.

Otherwise, his closure will always be shrouded in the shadow of Beidi.

What's more, the powerful clan is still eyeing him and Beidi are waiting for both his defeat.

Therefore, this step is even more necessary.

These are external.

Of course, there is also internal order to make the people of Yanzhou more united.

This time he asked Mi Wen to come, to implement this plan and establish a publicity department.

Soon, the slurry temperature arrived.

"Your Highness." Seeing Zhao Xu, Mi Wen bowed and continued to laugh.

Looking up in Yanzhou, he had no relatives on all sides, and only Zhao Xu and him were closest to him.

However, Zhao Xu is often busy with war and government affairs, so he is rarely seen.

Since coming to Yanzhou, he has just copied books and is familiar with the different government affairs systems and various new things in Yanzhou.

In recent days, he has gradually developed feelings for Yanjun, and he regards this place as his second hometown.

But before I could tell Zhao Xu what I wanted to do.

"I am going to establish an institution called the Propaganda Department. Do you want to be the head of the Propaganda Department?" Zhao Xu asked.

Liu Fu said that Mi Wen is good-mouthed, eloquent, and smart.

The most important thing is that he is versatile, has some attainments in poetry, songs, and can play the flute.

After the establishment of this publicity department, what it needs to do is internal and external publicity.

He is a literary youth like this.

The most important thing is that Mi Wen lives in the front yard of the royal palace, and he can guide him at all times and create him a qualified director of the publicity department.

"What is the Propaganda Department?" Mi Wen scratched his head, and Zhao Xu suddenly gave him an official position, so he was naturally very excited.

But he had never heard of this institution.

Zhao Xu smiled and told him the role of the Propaganda Department.

Propaganda, as the name implies, is proclamation and communication.

In ancient times, notices posted at the city gate were a kind of propaganda.

But this kind of publicity was too simple for him.

He needs to be able to spread his ideas, including the government's policies, to the countryside at any time, to the ears of every citizen.

In contemporary times, the big-character posters on the rural walls are a form of propaganda to the people.

In fact, this method seems rustic, but it is not really rustic, but it is very effective.

For example, in ancient times, the illiteracy rate was infinitely close to 100%.

A concise and concise poster with pictures and texts, painted on the earthen walls in the countryside can effectively let the people understand the current policies implemented by the government office and play a mobilization role.

For example, roll up your sleeves and work hard to build a prosperous Yanzhou.

This is for the people of the countryside.

For those who are literate, he plans to ask the Propaganda Department to establish a newspaper and promote it through the newspaper, so that everyone in Yanzhou can be expanded.

After listening to Zhao Xu's story, Mi Wen was stunned.

Then he looked excited, "Your Highness, this is so suitable for me. Leave this publicity department to me. I will definitely not disappoint you."

Zhao Xu looked at him and nodded slightly.

The two were talking, and Feng'er came over to report that Tsui Hark had something to ask for a meeting.
Chapter completed!