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Text Chapter 980: The world is determined to look forward to the new era

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    w The ear-splitting whistle sounded throughout Longmen Port. A huge ship with nearly 4,000 pieces of cargo entered the port. The pier that had been expanded many times seemed extremely cramped.

    Watching the huge paddle slowly stop spinning, on the pier, a white-haired old man's face was filled with a mixture of happiness, pride and even boastfulness.

    "The Beikun ran from Tianzhu to Liaodong, and now it's back to Tokyo. The machine has had two or three minor malfunctions. The Nankun that went to Vladivostok didn't have any big problems. The circulating steam engine is practical enough. Old Huang, you insisted on it back then.  If you want to think about Lu Yong, you must be behind me now."

    Another man who was in his fifties and completely bald snorted and was about to speak when he saw a commotion on the pier. Countless people came over, as if to greet someone. The police officers in black were blowing whistles and lining up.  Separate the surging people.

    "Is there any big shot on board?"

    "Empress Dowager, the Tartar Empress Dowager Cichun has been captured!"

    "There is more than one queen mother, I heard there is also Empress Dowager Ci'an."

    "God bless, the Tatars are finally defeated!"

    The conversation vaguely floated over. Huang Zhuo, who was already the director of the Tiandaoyuan Dongguan Machinery Institute, and his former partner Xu Shenghuai, who is now the director of the Tiandaoyuan Wusong Shipbuilding Institute, looked at each other in surprise, and then became excited again.

    The ship, which was still under sail, was unloading miscellaneous people and cargo, including soldiers taking a rest and recuperation, and refugees seeking refuge with relatives in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Then, two large water tanks appeared on the pedals, attracting the attention of everyone at the pier.

    This is the paradise of the holy way?  This is Tokyo?

    Ru Xi, who rested her head on the edge of the tank, looked at the scene in front of her. Her mind, which was originally as hard as stone, began to sway. The broad wharf stretched to the left and right, and huge warehouses stood like hills.  A huge tower crane, driven by a roaring steam engine, is lifting cargo from the ship.  Not far away, there is a huge iron bull that looks like it is made of steel. It is blowing out white smoke, driving iron wheels, and dragging a long string of carriages on the track that should be paved with steel.

    She had read all this in the newspapers.  She had even seen photos of it, but seeing it in person today, just by seeing it at the dock, the power contained in it had already made her lose her mind.  And behind the pier, the endless layers of buildings spread out, giving her a sense of insignificance as if she was in heaven.

    ¡°I have actually been fighting for more than twenty years with the emperor who has the power to create such a new world. Should I laugh at myself or be proud?

    At this time, Ru Xi had forgotten her situation and her own shortcomings.  It wasn't until a sneer rose in the back of her head that she was dragged back to reality.

    "Sister. My son and I are about to enter this new world. I will ask the Holy Master to take good care of you. After all, you are my sister"

    Another water tank was brought over, and the human head on the edge of the tank was so prickly that Ru Xi¡¯s eyes instantly became bloodshot. In her memory, the head should have been described as haggard, like a skeleton.  But now he is full of blood, full of energy, and his eyes are shining with a fascinating light.  That's the expectation.  The yearning for a new life was something that had been completely destroyed in Ru Xi's heart.

    "Ci'an! Bitch¡ª¡ª!"

    Ru Xi¡¯s eyes were spitting fire. She didn¡¯t know where the strength came from, and her body without limbs pushed the water tank and swayed suddenly. Amid everyone¡¯s exclamations, she bumped into Ci¡¯an¡¯s water tank.

    With a cracking sound, Ru Xi's water jar broke into pieces, and the water jar containing Ci'an rolled down from the pedal into the water with two Lifu and a pile of fragments.

    The dramatic change occurred suddenly, and almost everyone was shocked.  Just listen to Ru Xi, who was lying in the debris, covered in blood, laughing like crazy: "Useless bitch! Even if I have no arms or legs like you, Aijia can still cure you!"

    After fussing for a while, Cian was picked up and given massage and artificial respiration, which could be clearly seen by outsiders.  The doctors and rescuers all spread their hands helplessly and sighed.

    Witnessing this murder between the Queen Mothers, the people on the pier and even the policemen were stunned, and chills ran down their spines.  When the doctor bandaged Ru Xi urgently, put it into a big bamboo frame, and walked towards the nearby carriage with the green bird water pattern mark, oranges, persimmons and even rotten vegetable leaves fell like raindrops on the big bamboo frame, "Witch!"  The sound echoed throughout the pier.

    This scene fell in the eyes of Huang Zhuo and Xu Shenghuai, and they both shuddered at the same time. She was indeed a witch. She had become like this, and she could still kill people. She couldn't treat others at all.

    "Soon, the judgment of the Grand Tribunal will be spread throughout the world, and the inhuman appearance of this witch and all the Tartar chiefs will be known to everyone in the country."

    "Yes, by then, peace will prevail, and trains and railways will spread all over the world."

    "It should be a ship that travels across rivers and seas, and it should be a ship equipped with propellers instead of sails."

    "Old Xu, our Yinghua is a country of land and sea. We cannot rely on ships alone"

    &n??What he likes most is Jiaozhi.  When the Song Dynasty died and the Ming Dynasty died, a large number of scholars went to Jiaozhi to avoid disaster. In his opinion, the Qing Dynasty died just like the Song and Ming Dynasties. He went to Jiaozhi to follow in the footsteps of his ancestors.  Of course, the key is that most of the scholars in Jiaozhi come from the lineage of Confucius and Saints, which is suitable for people like him.

    As he was looking around, a person suddenly called out: "Scholar, do you want to go to Jiaozhi?"

    Ji Xiaolan turned around and saw that he was a fat man with gray hair and a rich look on his face. His eyes were deep and shining with the light of deep experience. There was a layer of burning heat floating on the light, as if he had seen some treasure.

    "Yes, this member of staffis taking people to Jiaozhi?"

    He held up his hands and asked reservedly, and he felt that calling him "member outside" was a compliment. Looking at the fat man's gorgeous clothes, gold belt around his waist, golden fingers and shining eyes, it was obvious at a glance that he was a nouveau riche.

    Seeing this sour scholar's behavior, a young man next to the fat man glared angrily. He was about to say something, but the old fat man stared back.

    "Jiaozhi is not a good place. After entering Yinghua, the government searched for old Confucianism in Jiaozhi. The Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Permanents are taboo there. If you accidentally speak out, you will be watched by the government, and then the details of your net worth will be investigated."

    Master Zhong looked at Ji Xiaolan with a smile, as if he were looking at a mutton dumpling, and the words in his mouth were like knives, piercing the other person's tender heart.

    Sure enough, Ji Xiaolan changed her expression and said: "How, how is it possible!? Doesn't it mean that the new dynasty does not hold people accountable?"

    The superior Zhong shook his head and laughed: "Xiucai, what you say and what you can do are two different things. Just like the Manchu Qing Dynasty, when you say Manchu and Han are the same family, in fact, the Manchu master is one head taller."

    Ji Xiaolan sighed, thinking that she was indeed too naive.

    Where else can he go if Jiaozhi is no longer his ideal hometown?

    Facing the smiling Mr. Zhong, Ji Xiaolan felt that this upstart was honest and trustworthy, so she might as well have a chat with him to see what suggestions he had.

    "Other than inviting teachers, where is the right place to go?"

    "You have to ask yourself first, what kind of life do you want to live"

    "While picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountains, students want to find a peaceful place to escape from this dirty world."

    "Scholar, there are ten unsatisfactory things in life. We can't just think about the good side, we have to look at the bad things first. We might as well look at the bad things in overseas places, and then choose the least bad ones.  Go."

    "This is the wisdom of the past as a member of the Communist Party of China. It is not as good as that of a student!"

    Ji Xiaolan entered Master Zhong¡¯s small tent and bowed sincerely.  Master Zhong winked at his second son, which meant, follow your example!  To be continued.  If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.  m

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