This is the opening ceremony of the Lanyu Line.

When the first steam train arrived, it seemed deserted.

The two brothers were satisfied with this.

After they got off the car, the station guards from Yumen Pass rushed over and saluted Zhang Heling.

Zhang Heling looked around and said, "Why is there no one here?"

"If you go back to the mission," the local stationmaster spoke.

In the Ming Dynasty, each station had one station chief. Stations and soldiers were divided into different sizes, and each station was assigned several to dozens of people. In addition, there were also technicians and auxiliary soldiers.

The stationmaster said: "We have been taught by our two uncles. Although it is a opening ceremony, we will never waste it. We must keep everything simple and try our best to reduce the cost. Under the inspiration of our two uncles, such common rituals can certainly be exempted."

The two Zhang Heling brothers looked at each other and showed smiles and approval.

Look at this magnolia line, it is better than other lines.

Saving money...it's of course excellent.

So, under the leadership of the station chief, the Zhang brothers basically inspected the station personnel and the platform, and suddenly felt hungry.

Speaking of which, since I ate two bites of steamed cakes in the early morning, I have not yet eaten the rice.

Zhang Yanling felt anxious. Why didn’t he take it to dinner yet?

He couldn't help it, so he said to the station chief: "It's getting late. It's already three o'clock on the sun, and there's nothing to watch here. I think it's almost time to have a meal."

"Yes, yes, yes." The station chief hurriedly said: "It's time to have a meal, so... say goodbye to me."

Say goodbye...

Zhang Yanling opened his eyes wide: "This...this...where are you going to eat?"

"Go home." The station chief said: "Don't worry, the family is not far from here, I will come back soon, and I will never leave my post without arbitrary duty. What's more... there are two shifts in the station, and someone takes turns to take over. There will be no one in the station. Please wait for the two people."

As the stationmaster said, he turned around and was about to leave again.

Zhang Yanling, who was hungry with his chest on his back, felt that he was about to faint. He quickly pulled the sleeve of the stationmaster and said, "Don't you invite us to dinner?"

The stationmaster looked straight and said seriously: "What do you mean? Everything must be simple. Other places are humble. But in this Lanyu Line, there are thirty-three stations, which are self-disciplined and frugal. There has never been a miserable person. They still eat and drink in a vain. When the line is built, humble person has been a miserable person in the construction section. On the Lanyu Line, one chunk of public funds will never be ruined. If the two people are miserable, they will offend. Not to mention eating here, they will not even give a sip of water. It is not that they are unkind, but that the rules are here, and they dare not disobey. If someone listens, humble person actually invites the person to eat and drink, and they may not be sure to give it to the person... The two uncles threw them into the desert. Okay, goodbye, say goodbye."

As he said that, he waved his sleeves. Although he was respectful, he actually did not leave any affection.

The station guards were also dispersed.

On this site with almost few people, the weather was hot, and Zhang Heling felt that he was so hot that he was sweating profusely. Zhang Yanling slapped his face. After a long time, he took out the steamed cake from his bag, pinched it for a small half, and first reached Zhang Heling: "Brother, why don't we... let's eat our own?"

Zhang Heling was indeed very hungry. He took it and swallowed it in one bite. The steamed cake was almost completely watery, not to mention... it was a place like Yumenguan, so he swallowed it in a hurry. Zhang Heling's face turned red with a swollen face. He touched his neck with one hand and reached towards Zhang Yanling with the other hand, "Water, water..."

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The capital...

A quick report was sent to Tongzheng Department.

The Tongzheng Department did not dare to neglect it and quickly sent it into the palace.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Jian, who was conducting the ticket, took a look at the memorial, and then suddenly started to say: "Is this memorial... really sent by Bosi in Quanzhou City?"

"This...why is there any falsehood? The fire paint on it..."

Liu Jian took a breath, and then he ordered someone to call Li Dongyang.

I did lose my composure just now.

How could such a memorial be fake?

"Mr. Liu..."

"Binzhi, you are here just in time. Quanzhou sent a express report, saying that the Iron Craft Fleet has landed on the dock and supplies. Soon, the fleet is about to head north and arrive in Tianjin Wei. Our emperor... is back."

Li Dongyang was stunned and then said, "The emperor is back? But I don't know... what the situation is going on?"

"This..." Liu Jian seemed cautious. Although he thought that there must be some good news in his heart, he did not dare to say now: "Let me go to see His Highness the Crown Prince immediately, without further ado."

Li Dongyang's face was solemn and nodded.

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In the Hanlin Academy.

A Hanlin took a memorial from the waiting room and sent it to the Museum of Literature and History for preparatory sealing.

These are all the rules of the court. All memorials and imperial edicts must be sent to the Hanlin Academy and then classified.

For this Hanlin, this is just the most common memorial.

Therefore... as usual, he first went to the Museum of Literature and History, and then took a pen to record, and contacted the Hanlin of the Museum of Literature and History.

At this moment... Wang Bushi happened to walk over.

When the Hanlin saw Wang Bushi, he was extremely enthusiastic and immediately greeted him: "The official has met Mr. Wang."

Wang Bushi smiled at him. Now he is in the Hanlin Academy, he is a popular celebrity, not only because he is a bachelor's degree, but also because everyone thinks he is knowledgeable and rich and willing to believe him.

Think about how many people blamed him at the beginning, and looking at today, it is really sad!

Wang Bushi saw that he was holding the memorial in his hand and said casually: "Why, the cabinet has another memorial to archive?"

"It's... it's from Bosi, Quanzhou City." Hanlin replied: "The other memorials, which were intended to be awarded and approved, were sent to archive two hours ago. But this letter seemed to be taken to Fengtian Palace by Mr. Liu. He saw His Royal Highness, so it was a little late when he sent it to the Silijian."

"Oh?" Wang Bushi raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "In this way, this is not sure if it is an urgent emergency report."

"It's true." The Hanlin said with a smile: "Sir Wang is really aware of it. It was indeed delivered in a hurry, and it was directly sent to the shop for a quick delivery."

Wang Bushi took off his big sunglasses, and something seemed to flash deep in his eyes, then... he said: "When did Mr. Liu and Mr. Li come back from Fengtian Palace..."

"I should have gone for an hour, and I returned to the cabinet after an hour..."

Wang Bushi nodded, then said calmly: "Oh, hurry up and save it."

This Hanlin didn't find it strange. It was normal for colleagues to talk about gossip between them.

But Wang Bushi put on his sunglasses again. At this time... no one could see anything from his eyes.

This sealed memorial is not allowed to be opened and read. Only the date and name on the cover are recorded.

Immediately, a civil servant sent him to the warehouse and put him in the shelf.

Generally speaking, if it were not for the future review, no one would care about it.

On that day, after Wang Bushi got paid, he returned to his 100-acre mansion!

This 100-acre mansion, but now it has a price but no market, but a family covers an area of ​​100 acres. This is no longer as simple as having money. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is rich enough to rival a country.

When I entered the courtyard, I heard Deng Jian's voice: "You group of dogs have stood up straight, and they have kept you on weekdays, but you dare to be lazy. When I poured tea and handed water for my young master, I acted at the look of the young master. When he was hungry, he didn't speak. I also had a good understanding of him and prepared meals for him. When he was thirsty, he only had a look, and I handed over the tea. Look at you, look at you dogs, I have to make up the wind today."

But he saw a group of slaves standing in a row. Deng Jian whispered silk and satin, aiming his legs at one of his legs and was about to kick them.

The slaves were all trembling.

Wang Bushi coughed at this time and said to Deng Jian: "Deng Jian, come."

Deng Jian just stopped his feet when he saw Wang Bushi, but he was angry: "I spare you today. I will see you so lazy next time I will send you out, a bunch of dogs... ah..."

When he arrived at the hall, Wang Bushi had already sat down, looked at Deng Jian, and then said: "Immediately send a message to the shopkeepers of the Wang family, draw all the funds, and prepare to invest heavily in Sihai Commercial Bank. The stocks of Sihai Commercial Bank will be bought as much as they have on the market."

Deng Jian was stunned: "Sihai Business? This...this..."

Wang Bushi glanced at Deng Jian meaningfully: "Your Majesty and your young master are coming back."

Deng Jian's body trembled and said with an unexpected look: "What?"

When he thought that his young master was coming back, this guy who had always been scattered in the Wang family seemed to have been pierced by a sharp arrow, he trembled and said in tears: "Back... I'm back... I know that my young master must have a lucky person. When will he come back? I... I'll go to Tianjin Wei."

"It's still early, this is just my guess."

Deng Jian was stunned: "It's not true that the letter is accurate?"

"It's almost the same as ten." Wang Bushi said: "The Bosi in Quanzhou City suddenly sent a express news. This is too strange. If it was just an ordinary memorial, it would not attract attention. But when he heard that Mr. Liu and Mr. Li immediately took the memorial to see the prince. What does this mean? This means that the memorial must be the news of Your Majesty and the Duke of Zhenguo. But... Mr. Liu and Mr. Li went to see the prince for only more than an hour, which... is even more interesting.

According to my husband's guess, it seems... it must be bad news. Think about it, if it is bad news, if Your Majesty and Duke Zhenguo are in trouble, what a big thing this is? Such bad news will definitely shake the world. As a son of man, the prince must also have to make a decision. The king and his ministers need to discuss and finalize many major events after the disaster. Not to mention one hour, even ten hours, Mr. Liu and Mr. Li may not be able to come out of Fengtian Hall."

"Since His Majesty and Zhenguo returned fairly, then... I still know a little about the current emperor. He has always been impulsive. If he goes out to sea, he will never come back if he doesn't step on Loulan! Since they are back, what does this mean? It means... The emperor will definitely return with a great victory this time, and this mere Francis has become the treasure of my Ming Dynasty."

"Such a great victory means that since then, I, Daming, will never be able to compete overseas, and what is the best thing?"

Wang Bushi stared at Deng Jian, but without waiting for Deng Jian to reply, he said word by word: "The biggest benefit is the Sihai Business!"
Chapter completed!