The idea of spreading a spiritual energy network throughout the Yu Kingdom still has too many problems to be solved. For example, the production cost of the talisman board, safety hazards, the conduction efficiency of the spiritual energy cable, etc.
Li Ang and He Fanshuang chatted about Talismanism, the train started moving slowly, the noisy people on the platform receded to the rear, and the sky outside the window was gradually shrouded in night.
Unlike Chang'an where thousands of lights are on, there is almost no light at night in the suburbs, only the occasional flash of torches in the wilderness - the lighting set up for the police patrolling the railway.
Bang bang, bang bang.
The sound of train wheels running over the seams of the rails was loud and regular. It was still more than an hour's drive from Chang'an. He Fanshuang took out a pen and paper and drew the talisman pattern.
Li Ang, who was a little sleepy, stood up, took the teacup, and walked out of the cubicle.
Under his suggestions, all functions of the train carriage were designed to be complete. The carriages are connected by automatic hooks. The windows are fully closed and cannot be opened. There are water heaters in the front and rear of the carriages, which use the steam from the train boiler to provide heat. There are also single toilets for men and women with flush toilets.
The carriage Li Ang was in was located at the end of the train. Because there were so many dignitaries traveling between Chang'an and Luoyang, the trains often had an extra train running at night. This carriage is also quieter than the front row, with extra space for two or four people in enclosed compartments.
There was no one in the carriage aisle, and oil lamps for lighting were placed on the door frames of the compartments on both sides.
Li Ang took the tea cup and walked to the end of the carriage, filled some hot water at the faucet, then stood behind the carriage door and stared at the dark wilderness through the window.
Looking back, I have changed Yu State too much. Malaria prevention, hospitals, medicinal materials, model airplanes, and now railways.
The imperial court has designated the construction of railways as a century-old national policy.
Along the railway line, countless new workshops are being built in full swing - everyone is looking forward to introducing Su Feng's spiritual energy machine.
Fifty or even twenty years later, the entire Yu Kingdom will undergo earth-shaking changes...
rustle--
Just as he stared at himself in the mirror, the ink in his body made a very slight sound, stretched along the periosteum, and drilled towards the surface of the skin.
Li Ang's expression remained unchanged, he clenched his fists hard and relied on his will to suppress Mo Si once again.
here we go again...
Since the strange incident on Chinese Valentine's Day, Mo Si's restlessness has been wave after wave.
It is probably related to the fact that his realm has reached the high level of Listening to Rain Realm.
The mountain chief has been missing all year round, and the plan to find the source of the silk through the forbidden book is not going smoothly. Li Ang can only try his best to maintain the balance in his body.
"Hey, have you read today's Luoyang tabloids?"
"I didn't look, what's wrong?"
From the direction of the bathroom came the brisk conversation of two young men, who seemed to be the family members of Luoyang dignitaries.
"The above reprinted a review article about our railway from the newspapers of the Zhou Dynasty. Hey, it took the court less than three months to build a 600-mile railway, transporting hundreds of thousands of kilograms of materials every day. The people of the Zhou Dynasty were all I'm scared to death. I wrote in newspapers and periodicals that the Yuguo Railway was falsely advertised and not something to be afraid of, and at the same time, I was busy preparing to build my own railway."
"Can they build it?"
"A simple railway can probably be built. This thing is just sleepers and rails. They also have monks, and there is no threshold. As for the spiritual locomotive... I secretly listened to Aye and uncle chatting a few days ago. They are all worried about the Academy. After all, there are many doctors from Zhou State there."
"You mean the academy leaked information?"
"It's hard to say, but I heard them discussing about spiritual energy machines and divine evil clouds. It seems to be a very ancient talisman science. If Zhou Guo knew the principles, he might not be able to imitate them within a few years."
"Then the court..."
"It's all about recruiting and dismantling. Anyway, this has always been the case. If we have any good things, Zhou Guo and Jing Guo will follow behind and imitate. In short, this is not the point. The point is the railway under our feet. , too many people have died."
"Huh? You mean..."
"It's not the laborers who built the railway. This time, monks were basically helping with the big projects such as digging rocks and building bridges across rivers. There were no casualties among the laborers in the various states. His Majesty also praised him greatly for this. I mean, he died. A lot of bandit road warriors.”
"Bandits?"
"Hmph, don't look at the official roads of Chang'an and Luoyang. They are so open. In the vast mountains and forests between the two places, there is no shortage of bandits at all. These people are very cautious and only target passing merchants and travelers with no background. , once he succeeds, he hides in a deep mountain village to evade pursuit.
In the past, state governments had a tacit understanding with them, and they did not dare to go too far and commit horrific crimes.
But this time is different. The rails are made of high-quality steel and are expensive to build. If one or two rails are missing, the locomotive may even be at risk of derailing. Therefore, the imperial court sent the Zhenfu Division to plow six hundred miles of mountains and forests while the railway was being built. "
"plow?"
"Clean all the bandit villages. The women and children are fine, and some can be sent back to their hometowns. Those who have committed crimes, no matter how old or young, will be directly identified and sentenced to death. They will not even have the chance to be exiled to Qiongzhou.
By the way, the corpses were hung on the torch stands on both sides of the railway track - to warn all thieves not to pay attention to the train tracks.
Hey, if we talk about ruthlessness, the people from Chang'an are ruthless.
It was six hundred miles. In the days before the train was put into trial operation, every mile we walked, we could see carcasses on the shelves that had been eaten by carrion birds. Later, it was really unsightly, so we burned them all.
I heard that some time ago, there were passengers on the bus who felt the ghost of a dead bandit in their sleep, touched their face with their palms, and screamed in their ears.
Like this, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! ! "
The young man's voice suddenly rose, startling his companions.
The two of them were laughing and joking and came to the sink to wash their hands. Only then did they notice Li Ang standing silently behind the carriage door.
Both of them are noble sons of Luoyang, and they are indispensable for their ability to observe people's emotions. When they saw Li Ang's decorations, they vaguely guessed that he might be a disciple of Chang'an Academy. He immediately closed his mouth, nodded respectfully, and walked away with an upright attitude -
They also want to be admitted to the Academy in the future and do not want to leave a bad impression in front of future seniors.
Li Ang looked at the backs of the two people who were the same age as him when he was admitted to the academy. He couldn't help but smile and took a sip of warm tea. Turn around and walk back to the cubicle.
He Fanshuang was still drawing the pattern of the talisman board, yawning as he drew.
Li Ang asked, "How about you take a nap? I'll call you when we get to Chang'an."
He Fanshuang shook his head and said calmly: "It's rare to have inspiration. Let's paint for a while... huh?"
She frowned slightly and looked out the dark window.
Li Ang also noticed something, and the palm of his hand that was about to put down the teacup froze slightly.
Bang bang, bang bang.
The distance between the wheels running over the joints of the rails gradually lengthened,
The carriage is slowly decelerating.
But outside the window, it was still as dark as ink, and no trace of fire marking the platform could be seen.
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