Section 192: Victorious return

This news did not come as a surprise to the Senate, who, according to the history of the Old Plane, died around 1631 due to illness from overwork.

According to this historical process, after Wang Zunde, the governor of Liangguang was Xiong Wencan. He started by appeasing Zheng Zhilong, and throughout his life, he mainly treated all kinds of "rebels" with "appeasement". He came to the governor of Liangguang, and it is very likely that he and the traveler will reach a mutually acceptable understanding. Just like the compromise he reached with Zheng Zhilong in Fujian. For this reason, the elders were once looking forward to Xiong Qingtian's appointment.

However, Xiong Qingtian will not be able to come here - according to the efficiency of medieval society, it will take Xiong Wencan at least three months and a half to see things in Guangdong. Time is very precious, and the Senate discussed, instead of waiting for Xiong Qingtian with his eyes, it is better to hurry up and deal with Lord Li about the follow-up matters and create a fait accompli. A Hong Kong issue caused Li Fengjie to shirk in every possible way. Zuihou only got a "blind" promise, and it is difficult to predict whether the Qiongzhou government can completely become a "center-left institute".

Although the situation is still unclear, the victorious return of the naval task force from the Pearl River is a gratifying event. A grand welcome ceremony was held at Bopu Pier.

On this day, colorful flags fluttered on the street lamps along the way from Lingao County to Bopu - if you pay attention, you will find that most of them were captured in the battle of Chengmai to obtain the Ming army flag. The flags recovered from the Chengmai battlefield were piled up, and the large library collected two of each according to the principle of collection, and then used hundreds more as decoration in the large stadium. The rest were hung in the Military Governor's Building, the Admiralty, Zuihou, and even the Lingao Cathedral with several military flags.

For the rest, all cotton and linen cloth had to be cleaned and recycled - even the most tattered ones could always make paper, and all kinds of silk flags were not easy to deal with, and Australians did not use silk for clothing. Except for a small amount that was allocated for industrial use, the rest had to be applied for by the party, and all of it was allocated to the Ministry of Culture and Propaganda.

Fang Fei organized the people to select these flags, selected the flags that were consistent with the big xiǎo and classified them separately, and then used outsourcing processing to remove all the unwanted content on them, and Zuihou had hundreds of colorful flags in his hands that could be used in the event.

At present, these colorful flags are fluttering all the way from Lingao County along the Lingao-Bopu Highway, and a number of banners have been raised on the road: "Warmly welcome the victorious return of the officers and men of our Pearl River Task Force," "Glory belongs to the invincible Fu Bō army under the glorious light of the Senate," "Invincible, invincible," and "The glory of the Senate shines in all directions......

A group of welcoming crowds are heading to Bopu, these are the welcome teams organized by the Mass Activities Department of the Ministry of Culture and Propaganda, there is an example of Chengmai's victory, this time the navy-led battle has returned victoriously, and the celebration specifications can not be too bad, so as not to taste the navy. Besides, the chairman of the executive committee is also in the returning fleet, so he has to follow the grade of the head of state returning from his work visit.

According to Fang Fei's order, all professional and amateur propaganda groups under the Ministry of Culture and Propaganda were dispatched. "The scale should be grand and the atmosphere should be warm," he instructed Ji Denggao, the chief of the indigenous section under his name, "...... The students of Parkview Green need to come out of at least eight classes, and there are only so many classes now? I don't have any courage at all, and there is a chorus of the seminary, what are you doing in front of you? We are not a Catholic country," the former Mr. Sellbu, dressed in a new version of his xiǎo open-collared cotton "overalls," sweated on his head, while he quickly recorded his instructions in a notebook with a prolific pencil.

Seeing that Chief Fang's instructions came to an end, Ji Denggao hurriedly seized the time to report:

"Minister Hu said that the teaching task of Fangcaodi is very intense, and the students are holding celebrations......" He quickly swallowed the words back.

"Skillful làng is time-consuming, isn't it?" Fang Fei said. Ji Denggao didn't dare to talk, this crime of slandering the patriarch was very serious, and if he became "sowing discord", he would probably go to Fu Youdi to engage in mass propaganda. He quickly reorganized:

"What Minister Hu means is that the teaching task is too late, and the number of students sent will affect their studies, and he did not say anything else......"

Fang Fei waved his hand: "Okay, you go to Fangcaodi immediately, just say that I said, the students of the nurse class and the life secretary class, how can they each send another one to ride the bus" Saying that, Fang Fei tore off a "bus use ticket" from the shoulder bag he was carrying, wrote the time and destination on it, and gave Ji Denggao. In order to improve work efficiency, every ministry, enterprise and commune level is now equipped with a bus - a 28-inch bicycle for agricultural use, commonly known as the 28-bar one.

This fresh jiāo tool aroused great interest among the natives, and after stumbling to learn how to ride a bicycle, riding on their own became a kind of pleasure and pride for the aborigines. However, because bicycle tires are classified as first-class controlled materials, the ministries have strict restrictions on the use of bicycles, and the management system of bus tickets implemented by the General Office has made it rare for indigenous cadres to enjoy the use of buses.

"Understood, I'll go." Ji Denggao hurriedly took the ticket and went. Fang Fei looked out of the window of the temporarily borrowed customs office, and the welcoming crowd was still a little smaller—and the face was too plain, a gray-blue ant. If there is no NV servant outfit in the life secretary class and a blue sè nurse outfit in the nursing class, the atmosphere is really not up.

He muttered, "Lao Hu, Lao Hu, don't think that no one will know the truth about the 'Teaching Reform Pilot' and 'Quality Education' you have done in Fangcaodi, let the elders know, hum ......"

Outside the window, gongs and drums shook the sky, and the lion dance team was warming up. And the choirs of various systems also attended. It's a pity that there is no orchestra - the Traveler has a full set of instruments and teaching materials, and even all kinds of teaching materials. It's just that there is no full set of players, so I have to use the method of playing CDs to make up the numbers.

The live broadcasting station of the Lingao Broadcasting Station occupies an office in the customs building of Bopu as a broadcasting studio, ready to broadcast live - cable, of course, not wireless, and is the most primitive of the cable: "loudspeakers", as the natives call the loudspeaker broadcasting systems that have been erected in most parts of Lingao.

At this moment, the loudspeaker is playing a majestic Soviet-era march, a disc of "Soviet March" selected by Li Chiqi's cousin, Zhang Yu, from a pile of CDs. This short-haired, baby-faced NV kid has been freed from the boring job of a telegraph operator at Lingao Telecom - a job that will gradually be taken over by natives trained by the Organization Department, according to the order of the Organization Department. Zhang Yujiāo had nowhere to go after taking over the job, she had no special skills other than learning newspaper work after going to Lingao, and as a self-proclaimed ultra-leftist, she had no interest in going to the office to do administrative work, and once became the target of Du Wen's recruitment and became her subordinate. However, they got along very unpleasantly, and Du Wen thought that Zhang Yu's "leftist" level was too superficial, and repeatedly asked her to read more of Stalin's works, and specially borrowed a book of her own reading notes for Zhang Yu's "study reference".

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu had no interest in this "notebook", and he was not interested in Stalin. She was more interested in the theory of **xiǎo than in Stalin's writings. Within a few days, Du Wen scoffed at her "leftist" identity, and a conflict broke out between the two NV people in Zuihou, and Dong Weiwei was pregnant again at this time, and had no intention of coordinating interpersonal relations in the Social Investigation Office. The contradictions became more and more jīlike.

Zhang Yu ran to the organization office in a fit of anger and asked for a transfer. Minglang thinks that this young NV child is lively, can speak well, and is also good at singing and dancing. There will always be no problem in engaging in propaganda, and Zuihou will fall to Ding Ding. Became a radio station broadcaster.

At this time, Zhang Yu was lying on the windowsill - this office has been remodeled as the broadcasting studio of the radio station, not only has the necessary soundproofing equipment been installed, but the window facing the port has been enlarged into a large huā room-style window - so that the announcer can easily observe during the live broadcast. Zhang Yu was holding dried sweet potatoes in one hand - it was Li Chiqi's filial piety, and this cousin tried to eat her all the time; Holding dried fish in one hand - it was bought by Zhang Yuchen, this person since he came back from Guangzhou Station, he has been thinking about "chatting friends" - after all, this chatting friend is very good - he came to Zhang Yu for a date in three days,

Zhang Yuchen is 183cm, 77kg, his figure is standard compared to many otaku, plus he has been in Guangzhou for two years, and he has no dividends in various salaries and bonuses, and he is very loose in hand. I also brought back a lot of fun and good-looking xiǎo handicrafts from Guangzhou, which can be called "both wealth and appearance", please have a light meal today, please drink coffee tomorrow, and coax a xiǎonv who is not deeply involved in the world.

All this made Li Chiqi jealous - he seduced his cousin to participate in the crossing for "personal use", not to be the brother-in-law of a certain patriarch. For this reason, he had to remind his cousin repeatedly: the problem of this Zhang Yuchen's male NV during his stay in Guangzhou was very complicated, although he did not openly take concubines, but it was a common thing to have a relationship with many maids - and the maid he brought back - now called the life secretary - is now living in his apartment in a grand manner.

"They didn't plan to marry him." Zhang Yu pouted indifferently, "As a friend, jiāo is going to jiāo." ”

Li Chiqi said in his heart how many nv children are like this, "as a friend jiāo to jiāo" zuihoujiāo to become **, he was very anxious in his heart, so he had to ignore the fatigue of work, strengthen the pursuit of the offensive every day, and be sure to let Zhang Yuchen retreat.

Of course, Zhang Yu doesn't care about this situation, someone is constantly supplying snacks, what's wrong with being able to play with him to relieve boredom?

After eating her bāngbāng candy, she picked up her binoculars and looked out to see if there was a signal for the fleet to enter the port, and the fleet returning from Hong Kong was going to enter the port today. The welcoming crowd on the docks has been waiting for the morning to now, and as soon as the ship enters the port, she will broadcast it live on the radio.

"The big bosses are here a lot." Zhang Yu took the binoculars and looked under the resting awning on the pier trestle. Almost all the members of the executive committee of Lingao came, smiling and smiling, standing or sitting, talking. She looked at the list of members of the Executive Committee, the Standing Committee and the heads of the ministries who were going to be greeted by Ding Ding. There are as many as twenty-five or six in all. When Ding Ding gave her the list, he deliberately took care of her not to read the wrong order, let alone miss it.

As a self-proclaimed ultra-leftist, Zhang Yu has also learned more or less about political issues, and of course understands that this is actually a ranking of powers, although things are xiǎo, the articles in it are very large, she read the list several times, and then compared the list to see how many veterans on the list have arrived.

At this time, only a drum and trumpet noise was heard, and a group of junior students from Fangcaodi National School were entering the arena.

They all wore standard student uniforms - a shrunken xiǎo version of a xiǎo lapel labor uniform, with the only difference being that the nv-sheng wore a skirt that was slightly above the knee - which Hu Qingbai had specifically requested, and if they did not get used to the modern version of the skirt, they would not be able to get used to the sailor's suit when they went to the middle section.

The xiōng mouth of the student uniform is the embroidered school emblem and motto of the "Yerba Buena Tei National School": "Knowledge is Liliang". The cuffs are embellished with black sè armbands with the class name and student individual number, and the lapels are sewn with collar badges to mark the students' grade in Roman numerals.

Zhao Chuanyi held a papier-mâché xiǎo flag and walked in the line in a proper manner. He is 10 years old this year, a second-grade student at Fangcaodi National School, and he is one of the first natives to receive a regular school education in Lingao -- according to the educational syllabus compiled by Hu Qingbai himself, Zhao Chuanyi should have been a fourth-grade student in the old time and space.

Zhao Chuanyi is the grandson of Steward Zhao of Liu Dalin's family, his father worked for the Australians for a long time, and is now a "cadre" in the general office, and his three children are all studying in the national school. Zhao Chuanyi is the boss. Life at the national school is both novel and hard. The educational model developed by the traversers for the national school is cramming, and in addition to ensuring that physical exercise is mandatory every day, classes are arranged from 7 a.m. to 5 p.m. In the evening, there is also a night self-study - the tactics of the sea of questions. For the xiǎo children, it is a very good entertainment activity to be able to suspend classes for half a day today to "welcome the chief".

"Come, you come here." The indigenous cadres in charge of the organization's propaganda department took the team to the place where the line had been drawn with lime in advance and waited, and took care of a few more precautions. The students listened as if they didn't understand, roughly waiting for the warship to enter the harbor and cheering in unison, and then waving the xiǎo flag in their hands.

Zhao Chuanyi looked at the dock curiously - they rarely had the opportunity to come to the dock, because it was a "dangerous place", not only by the sea, but also with many machines and vehicles. It is easy to get injured or injured, so children under the age of 16 are not allowed to enter the pier on weekdays. He looked at the big crane, at the big iron boat on the sea, which the teachers called "holy boats", and took them to see it from afar during the outing.

Now the great iron ship was on the other side of the harbor, and it looked even greater—like a huge iron chain hanging from the bow of a mountain ship, thicker than his big tuǐ, how did this thing come to be? Zhao Chuanyi often thinks about this question in his head. He was no longer surprised that iron boats could float on water, because in physics class they had already been told the relationship between buoyancy and mass. The concept was also performed in a tin foil image. But Zhao Chuanyi was still amazed that people could build and control such a large ship. The worship of the "patriarchs" is also increasing day by day. He had heard from his teachers that if they studied hard, they would one day be able to build and drive such a big iron ship. This made the hearts of many students surging and planting a yearning for science in their hearts for the first time.

Lu Yi quietly stabbed Zhao Chuanyi: "You see that the big crane is so high, I don't know how to install it according to the method of building a tower, and you can't build an old and high shelf?" ”

"No matter how high it is, it can always be built, haven't you heard the teacher say that there is a Bao'en Temple tower in Nanjing that is 78 meters high, and what was built hundreds of years ago was not also made?" Zhao Chuanyi said.

"It took many years to build, and this big crane was built in a total of only a few months."

Zhao Chuanyi looked at the rows of different steam cranes on the docks, as well as the mountains of goods, and the ships gathered in the port, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar...... Although his family is an outsider, he is a native of Lingao who was born and raised in Si, and he still clearly remembers that he came here by chance with Master Liu a few years ago, where there is only barren smoke and grass, the beach is full of mangrove forests, and there are only some Xiǎo fishing boats moored in the harbor. After three years of hard work, it turned out to be like this

"Well, it's 'science.'" Yuan Fei said, "There is always a truth that we don't understand, so please ask the teacher to talk about the crane in the future." What does it take to lift such a heavy thing? And that rope, how can it be strong to keep going? ”

Lu Yi continued to inquire into the mystery: "I heard that the rope on it is made of steel, so I can't think of how steel can be made of rope?" ”

The squad leader turned around at this time and said loudly: "Everyone, don't talk, the patriarch is here." ”

Tintin hurried to the front of the student procession with four or five indigenous clerks from the propaganda section, and it occurred to him that there should be a ritual of offering huā on such occasions. Huā is ready-made - there is a huā garden next to the Bopu Health Center, and there are many huā planted in it. The climate here in Lingao is warm, and the huā is undefeated at four o'clock, so it's no problem to get together four or five huā bunches. Offering huā

"Immediately choose 6 children to come out, three men and three NV, ready to give Mr. Wen and them huā" Ding Ding took care of the indigenous cadres who led the team, and then took care of his wife, "Pay attention to taking pictures when offering huā"

"Got it." Pan Pan's face was full of indifference, and he posed with the SLR camera in his hand. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )