"Extra! Extra! A great victory at Pingjin Ferry! The Marquis of Prosperity traveled eight hundred miles by moonlight to slay the evil dragon of Divine Sin at Pingjin Ferry, breaking the deadlock as the two gods of the Huai River and Qi River were resurrected!"
The autumn rain turned cold, and by mid-September, everyone in the northern part of Great Xia had already begun wearing padded jackets. Yet, today, the newspapers from the one mountain and four cities of Tianjing were exceptionally hot, regaining some of the grand atmosphere from when Zhou Tieyi first launched the newspapers in the capital. This was certainly not because the Ministry of People had led well, but because today’s news was simply too explosive.
With the distribution of the newspapers, people like Dong Xingshu had already realized that whether it was the treasures, beautiful maids, or the sage-like righteousness of the Hundred Schools of Thought that Zhou Tieyi had initially emphasized, none of these were enough to sustain the interest of the common people for long; they would always grow weary. What truly interested them was information closely tied to their daily lives, interspersed with one or two sensational hooks to catch the eye.
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