"I have already seen this thing of yours. Why are the contents a hideous mess?" The empress held up a page of the newspaper from the couch, fiddled with it, and folded it into a paper airplane. She had learned how to do this from Ren Baqian.
She then flung her hand, causing the paper airplane to fly up high before dropping down. Ren Baqian stretched out his hand, caught it, held it to his nose, and sniffed it. Aside from the smell of ink, there was also the empress's fragrance on it.
"It's the Lan City Newspaper that's written by the students from the school after allโit isn't the Dayao Newspaper. By including some sensational news, we can pique the interests of the civilians. Unfortunately, there are too many people who are illiterate. I plan on posting up the newspapers on the streets and finding some people to read them. This way, even if the commoners don't know how to read, they will still be able to know what's written in the paper.
