Chapter Twelve: Go far, go far.
Outside the Dagu Dock dock of Tianjin Weibeiyang Navy.
It was a winter bleak sea view, and there were few people walking around inside and outside the dock house. Only some coolies wearing cotton monkeys were transporting supplies to several boats on the dock amid the shouts of Shui Yong.
The gray smoke from the Dagu Shipyard Iron Factory was weak and straight up to the black sky. When the sea breeze pulled, it scattered everywhere.
Even the sea water of the Bohai Sea is blue-black.
Two soldiers docked at the pier, both of which were floating triangular five-clawed golden dragon flags at the stern. The two ships were about the same size. The bows of the ship had two golden dragons fighting for the sun. They floated on the blue and black sea.
A boat was a single chimney, two tall front and rear mast plates were erected, and various cables were tied tightly. The bow of the ship was a double-connected Krupp naval cannon, even the brass muzzle plug was evident. There was also a single Krupp cannon behind it, but it was wrapped in a cannon suit. Some of the sailors with black cloth wrapped heads were busy transporting supplies, while others were brushing the deck with grinding stones.
A military officer wearing a flower feather was walking on the stern deck. At his feet, he was following a wolfdog with a black back. There was no one around the officer, and he was having fun teasing the wolfdog.
This person is Deng Shichang, who has met Xu Yifan.
Closely close to the outboard of his warship was an iron-armored warship of the same size, which was the same as Deng Shichang's ship, but the front main gun was also single-mounted. The sailors on the ship were squeezed on the side of the side to watch the docks urged the coolie to transport supplies. The sound of laughter and hilarious sound was heard. It was the armored cruiser Laiyuan, who was expected to patrol with Zhiyuan.
The pilot of the Laiyuan ship, Qiu Baoren, was really short of the pipe. He had been waiting neatly on the dock with a hood, and about a dozen Goshhas stood neatly. The short, strong and sturdy Qiu Baoren, brought the short, strong and sturdy Qiu Baoren, and walked back and forth on the dock.
Today, Li Zhongtang’s confidant Yang Shixiang gave the second-man Taoist platform to travel abroad. The person surnamed Xu can be perfunctory, but Yang Lianfang cannot be disrespectful!
As for Deng Shichang's unhappy approach, he was welcomed with him intimately. Anyway, Deng Shichang's official was older than him and had a deeper qualification. He put on this arrogant attitude, so let him go.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A group of carriages and horses came from afar, and the sound of the two green trolleys surrounded by horses was very loud. Even if Yang Shixiang's carriages were just coming out to see him off, the horses, official plaques, and umbrellas were the same. There were two managers standing on the shaft, taking care of them all the way.
The only thing that Xu Yifan's carriage and horse was visible was Zhang Yu standing on the shaft of the carriage. All the other ceremonies were exempted. But behind his car, a large group of students with neat uniforms were closely followed!
These students were all Xu Yifan's escorts. Li Yunzong and Chu Wanli took the lead, while the rest were walking and sweating. But everyone followed closely. He asked Xu Yifan, a two-pointer, to be lucky to be crazy about the Taoist platform. He put all the thirty-nine students in their custom Western-style military uniforms, and no one was willing to say more.
These thirty-nine young men wore big-brimmed hats and backpacks and were marching neatly on the road. In addition to the big braids, the others were really refreshing to everyone!
The team arrived straight to the dock, and Qiu Baoren saw Yang Shixiang's official rank sign from afar. He hurriedly followed the rules and took a few steps forward, and led the Goshha and others to fight deeply: "The Navy's Left Camp is the first to guerrilla warfare. The Laiyuan ship is a leader. Welcome Lord Yang!"
Yang Shixiang, who was riding a horse in the lead, immediately shouted: "Get up!"
Qiu Baoren and Goshha said, "Zhe!" They both stood up with their hands and asked for another An. When the curtains of the two carriages were lifted, Yang Shixiang and Xu Yifan came out almost at the same time.
Yang Shixiang still looked so handsome, wearing his official uniforms in an upright manner. He chuckled at Qiu Baoren, and then nodded and smiled at Xu Yifan.
The sailors on the two warships were stunned when they saw the new student team behind Xu Yifan. Seeing Xu Yifan come out, they couldn't help but make a sound on both ships!
Just like Xu Yifan was in the style of his time at the Beiyang Military Preparation School, his military uniform was straight, his horse boots were shining, and the Spurs were clanging. Sam Brown's armed belt tied his waist tightly. He walked out so proudly! Zhang Yu wanted to help him get out of the carriage, but he waved his hand and jumped down by himself. The Spurs were grounded, and the sound of metal shaking made everyone's heart tight.
I have seen many Taoist platforms, but I have never seen a Taoist platform in the Qing Dynasty. It is so heroic!
The thirty-nine students behind him were straightened. The sailors on the ship stood up straight. Even Deng Shichang on the back deck of the Zhiyuan ship held the railings tightly and looked over. As soon as the eyes of Xu Yifan touched, they immediately shone brightly.
Xu Yifan was in a good mood at this time, with a huge iron-armored warship in front of him. Behind him were thirty-nine young and strong teams. Bohai unfolded in front of him, as cheerful as his mood.
After dealing with the feminine officialdom for a long time, only these things can bring energy and tell yourself what you want to do!
If you want to break out a new way in such a gloomy empire, you are the spark of fire.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mr. Xu, I am the representative of the Central Hall. I wish you a smooth journey, raise huge sums of money as soon as possible, and display your great economic talents."
Yang Shixiang smiled lightly, and his tone was also light. He picked up a glass of water and wine and leaned over. He sent this guy to the warship and perfunctory responsibility and just let it go. In order to repay the little affection between Yanyun, Yang Hanlin and Yang Shoudao had been doing this guy for so long, and he was really tired of it.
Once I let go of this snack, I looked at Xu Yifan and his students' styles, and became more and more disliked.
What do you think of this guy?
Xu Yifan also smiled and raised his glass, drank it all in one go. He put down the glass casually. He looked behind him, and stood upright with his legs. These thirty-nine young men, he was taking them to find a way out.
As for the little thoughts of Yang Lianfang in front of him, he didn't care about them at all.
Qiu Baoren, who had been standing by, greeted him and smiled at Xu Yifan, "Mr. Xu, let's get on my boat. The official cabin is ready. How about getting on the boat and starting the anchor?"
The one in front of me is also a big-name training platform. If you are not good at it, you will offend one less.
Xu Yifan looked at Laiyuan and then at Zhiyuan. Deng Shichang, as the commander of the formation, did not get off the ship. He stood upright at the entrance above Zhiyuan springboard. Even Yang Shixiang was too lazy to greet Lao Deng's style.
He smiled at Qiu Baoren and said, "Mr. Qiu, my entourage will be assigned to her somewhere in Laiyuan. I'd better live in Zhiyuan. Please forgive me for disturbing you all the way."
Qiu Baoren smiled and called a thousand: "As the Lord's orders, come to be bigger, with 2,900 tons of drainage, and the price was originally intended to make the adult less turbulent. Since the adults liked Zhiyuan, Lord Deng must also welcome him... I wonder which brothers should follow the price to get off the boat?"
Xu Yifan looked back and saw Chu Wanli smiling at Li Yunzong, waved his hand and walked towards the springboard with twenty student soldiers. The sailors looked at them curiously. The student soldiers were all so nervous that they dared not look at them. Although they were all trained in Western style, they were afraid of showing their timidity towards such a giant armored creature.
Qiu Baoren just sighed: "Strictly clean! Strictly clean!"
Yang Shixiang could no longer bear to see these rebellious students, and Xu Yifan, who was pretending to behave in front of him. He bowed and smiled, "Goodbye, say goodbye!"
Xu Yifan and him smiled and parted, and both of them understood. The friendship between the capital was over now. Only Qiu Baoren bowed and slapped his waist and sent it all the way.
Xu Yifan looked at the springboard, straightened his face, and took the lead in walking up. When he approached the entrance, Deng Shichang was still standing there like a stone, blocking the entrance tightly. He didn't move.
Xu Yifan was stunned for a moment and understood. He stood upright on the springboard and slowly saluted a military salute: "Mr. Deng, please board the ship."
Deng Shichang looked as iron as iron, and he slowly saluted a military salute on his chest and moved away from the side. The man who was as fierce as iron finally smiled and said, "Agree to board the ship."
Xu Yifan's horse boots gently stepped onto the wooden deck, so light that he seemed to dare not fall. The echo of the footsteps seemed to have traveled a hundred years.
This is Zhiyuan? That warship that has touched the hearts of the Chinese for a hundred years, that warship that seems to have been full of pain for the Chinese for a hundred years?
At this moment, there seemed to be a voice that echoed in his ears after a hundred years.
Looking around, the sea breeze is flying, the Bohai Sea is vast, and the winter is like blood.
Chapter completed!