Huitong Pavilion.
Nian Lie suddenly had a cold face. No one expected that he would be so ignored when he first arrived in the capital of Ming Dynasty.
This is the arrogance of the Ming Emperor and the rudeness of the Ming Dynasty!
The first thing I said was that I would have an audience tomorrow, and then the second thing was that I would postpone it. It was not yet certain when I would be able to have an audience. What does this mean? After all, we can be regarded as the leaders of Wala. How come we are not as honorable as ordinary envoys?
The young and arrogant Nie Liehu did not show up. He was not qualified enough and his father Taiping could speak freely. As a junior, it was not appropriate for him to express his opinion in front of Mahamu and Baltu Polo.
Yanji said that although he was Taiping's son, he had to learn to pretend to be a grandson.
Pretend, don't let others see through your emotions and thoughts. You will be numb when you should surrender. Since you have decided to bow your head, there is no difference in the result of kneeling down earlier or kneeling down later, but the impression given is different.
Stubbornness and backbone, in the face of surrender, can only bring Ming Dynasty's suspicion and murderous intention, which is disaster.
Tupolo was really unhappy. Gongshu happened to have seen the old man himself, the dean of the Craftsman Academy. The emperor actually left the leader of Wala aside just to accompany a small dean. What does this mean? The three of us together Worse than an old man who loses to the public?
Ambassador Lu Chong walked to the door and said to Mahamu, Ba Tupolo and others who looked unhappy: "The emperor's decree is that the train will be launched for the first time today. If you have time, you might as well come together. This will be recorded in history." This great moment is a symbol of national strength in the more than 40 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty."
"Train, what is that?"
Mahamu frowned.
Nie Lie suddenly remembered something, and his face changed slightly: "I remember there was a fire bull array.
If fire is lit on the ox's tail, the ox will charge into battle in pain. Could it be said that Ming lit the car on fire and planned to use the burning car to fill the array? "
Lu Chong laughed loudly: "If you light the car and push it, who will push the car, it will start the fire. The train is a national weapon of the Ming Dynasty. It is a steam locomotive built by the Craftsman Academy with countless manpower and material resources. It is said that it can be carried with you A sergeant can travel thousands of miles with food and fodder every day.”
"Qianli, it's impossible!"
Don't believe it.
Although there is a thousand-mile horse in the world, this is just a saying. Even if someone owns a thousand-mile horse, he will not let it travel a thousand miles a day. The Ming Dynasty frequently traveled 800 miles in a hurry. In fact, the daily distance was only four to five hundred miles, and horses needed to be constantly changed during this period.
The cost of truly traveling a thousand miles a day is not only the life of a horse, but also the life of a human being.
Lu Chong adjusted his wide sleeves and disagreed: "Is it really not feasible to travel a thousand miles a day? Some time ago, in order to deliver a vital piece of information, the Navy traveled 1,100 miles day and night. What's more, seeing is believing. , since you guys are in a bad mood, why not go out and take a look."
Mahamu, Batu Polo, and Nie Lie suddenly stood up. If the Ming Dynasty really had the national weapon that can travel thousands of miles, Nawala would really have no hope.
After leaving the Huitong Hall, Mahamu and others noticed that the whole Jinling seemed to be boiling.
The shops along the street were closed, and many vendors even closed their stalls and disappeared. People on the nearby streets were walking towards the outside of the city, talking about something.
Xie Jin, Yang Shiqi, Xia Yuanji and others left the government office and walked together.
No one expected that the train opening, originally planned as a New Year's Day gift, would be canceled.
Zhu Yunwen was forced to advance ahead of schedule without any warning.
This historic moment, the news did not even have time to spread to the towns outside Jinling.
Xia Yuanji left Tongji Gate and didn't go far when he saw a crowd of people near Jubao Gate, all surrounding the roads on both sides of the railway track.
Yang Shiqi felt heavy: "The emperor is not a reckless person. He decided to open the train in such a hasty manner. I am afraid that my husband will lose his health and cannot bear it."
Xie Jin's eyes were filled with sadness: "Over the years, the contribution of the Craftsman Academy has been obvious to all. The imperial court was able to defeat Japan and change it into a Dingyuan province. Zhang Fu was able to go south to besiege the Japanese without worrying about logistics. The long-distance trade could flow smoothly. There are craftsmen behind this. The academy built the steam engine ship. The world knows a lot about Zhang Furen Tu, and knows that the naval army is invincible.
The contribution is still poorly understood. "
"The people don't know, the court knows, and the emperor also knows."
Xia Yuanji said solemnly, his face solemn.
Zhu Wenkui, Han Xiayu, Zhu Zhanji, Tang Saier and others arrived at the Jubaomen platform. Soon after, officials such as Xie Jin and Yang Shiqi also arrived.
The platform could not accommodate all the officials of the capital, and everyone below the fifth rank stood on the left and right sides of the platform, on the road outside the track.
There were not many vassal kings staying in Jinling, and all the vassal kings in Beijing came, including foreign kings such as Mahamu and Batu Polo.
On the side of the track, flags were hoisted.
The sound of the gong came out, rapid and loud.
This is to urge people not to get too close to the track, and to inform everyone that the train is coming.
Zhu Wenkui stepped forward, saluted Zhu Yunwen, and bowed to Gongshu Qiao.
Gongshu Qiao moved his fingers, trying to grab Zhu Wenkui's hand, but unfortunately he ran out of energy.
Zhu Wenkui reached out his hand and called out, "Old Dean."
Gongshuqiao looked at Zhu Wenkui with joy and gasped: "The prince must give top priority to state affairs in the future, not forgetting the road of industry, and not abandoning industry because of wasting money and resources. When these things prosper, they will surely repay the court countless times." .”
The road to industry is not a matter of one generation, but of generations.
Only by continuing to inherit can we thrive.
Zhu Wenkui looked at Gong Shuqiao, whose face was old and his eyes were no longer bright, and he nodded heavily: "Old dean, I will definitely support the craftsman college and industry like my father."
Gongshuqiao nodded and wanted to close his eyes tiredly.
There was a sound of steam in his ears. Gongshu Qiao opened his eyes and turned his head to look around. He saw the train finally pulling out from the direction of the factory, black smoke puffing out, and the clicking sound of the transmission driving the steel wheels. Traveling on the track.
Woo!
The sound of steam elongated, shaking people's eardrums.
The long train slowly appeared in front of the world. There were no colorful pictures. There was only a sun and moon flag on the locomotive. It was not big, but it was very bright.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Nie Lie suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak. He had never seen such a huge steel thing move and make a roaring sound. Its body was so long, and its outer shell looked like it was entirely made of steel.
Although there was no fire, it was incredible that this thing could escape!
Monster!
It must be a monster!
Nielie suddenly felt a little scared and wanted to run away.
The steel beast is coming, and it will definitely eat people!
But why don't the people here run away? Aren't they afraid?
He was afraid of Tupolo. The power of Ming Dynasty had far exceeded his expectations. He was still there in Wala.
When discussing whether to escape or surrender, the people of Ming Dynasty have already developed a steel beast that can run away!
Mahamu's face was bleak and dormant. If they were given five hundred years, they would probably be able to herd cattle and horses on the grassland. How could they fight against the ferocious Ming Dynasty?
I am still too naive, too naive, and have misjudged the reality...
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