What a good guy, he is a big big iron lump that is four meters tall, and it is hard and firm enough. A cast iron round shaft is also as thick as a thigh. But such a black guy doesn't look like something that can trick girls into having fun, not to mention that the room also emits an unpleasant smell of ink.

After Chiyoji took the lead in protesting, Chen Jiao, the elegant and luxurious lady, also held her arms in full momentum and looked at Mao Jue playfully.

With a smile on his face, Mao Jue suddenly waved his hand wearing white gloves like a big magician. He immediately threw coal into the pot on the other end, opening the boiler hot channel. With a buzzing sound, the large iron shaft of the waist was buzzing, driving the heavy mill. In the buzzing sound, rice paper covered with ink was spit out one after another.

At the center of a lattice, a red heart is drawn, and behind it is a photo painting sketch of Mao Jue and Mao holding his heart and grinning his teeth. Soon, this sketch has accumulated a thick stack.

Just like a silly girl who had never seen the world, Chiyohime ran over excitedly, held it up one by one, shouted and put her little head in front of the machine that had stopped, and looked at it incredibly, but her little face was covered with red ink, just like a little cat.

Here, Chen Jiao is still in charge of the royal family industry and is more knowledgeable. She shook her head in surprise.

"Steam lead movable type printing machine! This thing is really made! But, Master, what are you giving this machine to me for?"

"Publish a book!"

Before she could finish her words, Yu Le'er's eyes were shining and screaming: "Sister Jiao, you have written a lot of poems, put together a collection of poems, and also show those sour scholars who are complaining without any illness, what is a female husband!"

"Is Jiao published a collection of poems?"

This was the first time Mao Jue heard about this. He couldn't help but talk about it curiously. But who knew that Chen Jiao blushed and covered her little face shyly with her hands. She shyly shook her head: "Master, don't listen to Lele's nonsense. They are all games in my spare time, and I can't take it to the table!"

"You must take a look when you go back!"

Amid Chen Jiao's shyness and panic, Mao Jue settled the matter seriously, but then he clapped his face hard again.

"Okay, my girls! The gifts that the master brought to you are not just this machine, but also, congratulations, you are going to be officials! Master, I decided to set up a new yamen, the Imperial Press and Publication Administration and ****, and the level is based on the imperial temple-level yamen, Jiao, you serve as the director, Lele, you and Chiyo are the editor-in-chief of news, responsible for managing the news release of journalists, Su Yi, you and Changping are the editor-in-chief of publishing. Which scholar wants to publish a book and find you? You and your editors will only be allowed to publish in our Mao family's printing factory after reviewing it."

Clapping his hands, Mao Jue said happily: "Congratulations, beautiful girls, you are going to be officials!"

"Master! This is so nonsense! Since ancient times, how can women be officials? No one can succeed!"

This surprise didn't happen, but it turned Chen Jiao's scared face white, and immediately shaking her little head like a rattle. Facing her, Mao Jue also shook her head like a rattle.

"There are female inspectors in the Tang Dynasty and female princesses in the Song Dynasty. Why can't there be a female chief in the Ming Dynasty? Besides, my wife is so capable!"

Immersed in the joy of becoming an official, Chiyohime also pointed his head: "Yes, Sister Jiao, we are not much worse than those stinky men, why can't we become an official?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Chen Jiao, the big woman, was still very majestic. When she glared at her eyes, the little princess of the Toyotomi family could only lower her head quickly, pouted her mouth in discontent, and sent her away. Chen Jiao bowed to Mao Jue earnestly again.

"I love everyone, and I am very grateful. But at this time, it is the most important time for my Mao family. Turning a family into a country is a success or failure. A few days ago, my husband built the East India Company in Jiangnan. Although I don't understand the profound meaning, it has caused a lot of storms in the court. Many adults are dissatisfied. If I appoint me and others as officials at this time, it will definitely cause an uproar in the court!"

"Sister Changping, marry begging and begging and marrying the sou. Since you are from the Regent's Mansion, your sister is not afraid of you being angry. There are two things to say! The emperor has been very active recently and criticized the master's policy of opening the sea. If the master becomes the king, according to the master's kindness, Your Majesty and King Yong can also die well. But if Your Majesty gets power and the Mao Mansion is defeated, the master may die without a place to bury him, and the sister will never die well! Therefore, at the critical moment, everyone must not cause trouble for the master!"

As Chen Jiao said seriously, the atmosphere suddenly became heavier. Changping's little face showed a lot of panic, and his little head was drooping like a child who did something wrong. He almost cried. The other girls were also stunned. Then they turned their heads and looked at the huge printing press, and became silent.

Even if Mao Jue was shocked, he suddenly smiled and reached out to hug Changping, pulled her into his arms, and shook his head with a big smile.

"It's not that serious! The military power of the southeast, northeast, and northwest is all in the hands of your husband. The power comes from the gun. A few corrupt scholars can't make a fuss. Besides, they are all my people by my side. Apart from the old man, you are the ones closest to me in the world. If you don't believe you, who else can I believe?"

This was heartwarming, and Chen Jiao couldn't help but be stunned, then lowered her head in disgrace, and Chiyohime raised her little head again.

"But Jiao is right. It is indeed some old corrupt scholars who are gossiping, so they have to build the General Administration of Press and Publication to take back the right to speak from those old scholars!"

Speaking of this, Mao Jue had a red face, like the Statue of Liberty, raising his fist high upward.

Why did Confucianism dominate China in all dynasties? Not only its unique charm, but also because of its overwhelming propaganda, the boy's elementary school began as the "Analects of Confucius", and the Four Books and Five Classics became the standard textbooks for orthodox education. Under such propaganda, it would be strange that social public opinion was not mastered by those old Confucians who interpreted the classics. It was like a Western pope, and the entire West surrendered to the Pope because he had the right to interpret the Bible that controls people's spirits.

However, in this era, Mao Jue has already pried a gap under the heavy and conservative shackles of the old Confucianism, that is, his Dongjiang Academy and Acheng Academy. There is no emphasis on the old papers here. Mao Jue's school philosophy encourages the emergence of new ideas, allows students to raise objections, and does not claim to be the absolute authority of teachers. Moreover, classics only account for a small part of the teaching, real guns and real ammunition politics and military, some socioeconomics explored by Dongjiang, and simple physical arithmetics have also been added to the textbooks. Now, these students are the backbone supporting Mao Jue's rule.

However, Liaodong scholars are still a little scarce than in the huge pass. If you want to break through the blockade and control of these annoying corrupt scholars, it will be crucial to regain the key propaganda power of Confucianism to win.

However, although it is a contest of thought, it is also a technological revolution. Even if the lead movable type printing technique in the Ming Dynasty had developed, printing a book would require craftsmen to carry heavy printing plates one by one. Mao Jue did not believe that the old scholars could get faster than his printing press.

However, Chen Jiao finally shook her head.

"Master, it's too controversial to add a temple suddenly! If the Master really wants to establish this General Administration of Press and Publication, it's better to imitate Adrena's sister, as the Master's personal staff member, and it won't attract too much attention!"

"Okay! As long as you are happy, it doesn't matter what name you have, just have this institution!"

Mao Jue nodded indifferently about this, but there was a female official who had just taken over the job and disappeared in an instant. Yu Le'er and Chiyoji, two demons who were afraid of the world, couldn't help but droop their little heads in disappointment.

"This director is really hard to take responsibility! I still have to preside over the Mao family. I really can't take this energy. I'll ask the master to choose one of my sisters and take on this important task!"

Chen Jiao's words were reasonable. Seeing her embarrassment, Mao Jue couldn't help but pat his head.

"Since that's the case, Changping, you can be the director and command a few troublemakers!"

"I?"

Full of disbelief, Zhu Ma's little hand pointed to her pretty little nose again. Since the General Administration of Press and Publication is a tool to fight against the foundation of the Zhu Ming Dynasty, she, a princess of the Zhu family, should probably be excluded as far as possible, but she did not expect that Mao Jue would hand over the heavy responsibility to her without any doubt.

"Of course you, it's okay for Suyi to read the manuscript. She doesn't dare to be the leader. As for them..."

Looking at Chiyoji, Mao Jue shook his head with a helpless look. The girl was so angry that she gritted her teeth and twisted him hard, and the regent was so painful that she grinned her teeth.

Trust is always touching, and I can’t help but feel that Princess Changping actually knelt heavily on the ground, bowed and said, “I will never let down the entrustedness of the master!”

"Oh, what are you doing? Get up quickly! If you want a family, you will kneel on the bed tonight..."

"goat!!!"

A burst of laughter and joking sounded among the solemn and solemn central officials. The General Administration of Press and Publication, which was of great importance to the future generations, quietly established amidst such joking sounds.

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But since it has been established, it is no joke. With enough energy, Changping and a few girls also plunged into the first task assigned by Mao Jue.

"Ming Dynasty Imperial Capital Daily"

The press releases that need to be issued have actually been prepared by Mao Jue, but in order to increase the participation of several girls, the layout was completely handed over to them. This one held a ruler to gesture to articles one by one, and the other was directing the printing workers to arrange the lead movable type according to the design and turn on the steam engine. The terrifying efficiency of the industrial era was immediately revealed in the roar of the manta bull. If it were an ordinary printing workshop, such a central government-owned printing press, from the evening to the dawn, was placed heavily in the office.

The first time I was busy working, after the scheduling, several girls stared at the machine and followed her busy work until midnight. Early the next morning, they were tired and dark circles.

I yawned out of the yamen. When I looked up, I happened to see Mao Jue's white house bedroom, with a light yellow glow. Chiyohime slapped her thigh sadly.

"I've been fooled!"
Chapter completed!