"Is this Sun Chuanting? Do you think you can fight? Isn't it a virtue to be beaten? ”

Crackling and beating, Sun Chuanting didn't have the heart or chance to pay attention, a pair of eyes were holding binoculars obscenely, spying on him from afar.

Seeing the dignified governor of Shaanxi, the nemesis of the two generations of King Chuang finally stood up in a daze, and then with a flirtatious leg, the big man began to clamp his crotch and spit out white foam, and then he was punched upside down by a Shenglong fist and flew out, Mao Jue shook his head unsatisfied.

Behind him, holding a bowl of coffee specially sent by Vangerberg, the governor of the Dutch East India Company in Taiwan, while stirring the sugar cube with a small spoon, Adriana walked over angrily and stood by the window with him.

"That Lord Sun is also a civil official, a scholar, and very weak, not to mention, our Dongjiang Ruishi has been trained by the perverted general, and you still expect him to be able to fight four!"

"How's Jinshi? Lu Xiangsheng Lord Lu can still wield hundreds of pounds of big knives! It's just ......, it's a pity!"

At the mention of this, Mao Jue shook his head with emotion, and his tone suddenly lowered. Seeing that his mood changed, Adriana quickly diverted the topic.

"Master General, what are you going to do with this Lord Sun? It can't be like that Lord Sun, who built a school for him in Acheng Town, right? ”

Even if it is a mouse, you have to leave the skin and oil when you go to Mao Jue, not to mention the great Confucianism like Sun Chengzong, his family is all scholars, after arriving in Dongjiang, modeled after Dongjiang Academy, in Acheng, Mao Jue also established a academy for him, recruited some young children, and received education.

It's just that there, the relationship between teachers and students is really not harmonious, Sun Chengzong is the emperor's teacher, in addition to teaching cultural classes, he naturally teaches the feudal ideology of loyalty and patriotism, but who are the people in Ah Cheng? Rise up the thief! A rebellion that fought to the death of the Ming Dynasty several times! Even if you arrive in this Dongjiang Town, it is also the wharf of the Mao Jue and Mao dragons, and the fields of the Mao family are planted, and you have a fart relationship with the Ming Dynasty? This academy has been smashed by parents several times, and Sun Chengzong's sons and grandsons have been beaten, as soon as this is mentioned, Adlerina has a headache, and the maintenance cost is a lot.

"Academy? No, the academy is enough! ”

At the mention of this, the corners of Mao Jue's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"Didn't Sun Chuanting ever serve as a governor? It just so happened that the Dongjiang 19th Factory Coal Mine in Jixi Town was opened, so let him be the factory director! ”

In order to rescue this Sun Chuanting, Mao Jue spent almost 500,000 taels of silver before and after, Mao Jue spent almost 500,000 taels of silver, this money is enough to arm half of the army, and naturally you can't be a mascot when you come, whether you are loyal or not, you have to come in handy!

Governor Sun, who was still screaming and screaming below, didn't know that he had a legendary career in the second half of his life, and he was given a sentence by Mao Jue.

Arrange the fate of these big figures in history at will, the sweet taste brought by this kind of right also made Mao Jue proud, but his pride was not over, and Adriana's words were poured on his head like cold water.

"There is another big matter, the old lady has a letter, asking you to hurry up and give the eldest prince a good name! Can't think of it again! Go to the ancestral hall and kneel!"

"Forehead ......"

All of a sudden, Mao Jue's smile froze, to tell the truth, it is not difficult for him to come up with a name, but it is a difficult change of mind for him to accept that he is a father, this is just like a dream, for fear that at a certain moment, he will wake up.

Listening to Adeleena's sour words, Mao Jue scratched her head sadly, and a slippery wording came out again.

"Hahaha, that, Ben will remember that there are still some military affairs to be busy, thank you for the coffee, I'm leaving!"

Taking a sip, the hot coffee was poured into the stomach as hot soup, and he didn't care about the heat, Mao Jue immediately slipped away, looking at his empty cup, and then looking at the swaying door, Adriana's head couldn't help but bulge with a jumping green tendon, and shouted angrily.

"If the old lady is in charge, she will definitely let you dig coal for this lazy guy!"

Puff~, in the courtyard of the yamen below, a classic left hook, a stream of bloody saliva spurted out of his mouth, Sun Chuanting was also confused to come to a Thomas spin, swirling on the ground, completely KO, looking at the governor lying on the ground and spitting white foam, several Sun family members were dumbfounded, but this scene in the entire Tieshan County Ya, it is simply accustomed, even if the uncle guarding the mailroom at the door is holding the newspaper disapprerovingly, with the pride of the Dongjiang people, it is not easy to glance at it, Snorted softly with contempt.

"Another one! These people in the Guannei can't help but fight more and more!"

…………

Dongjiang, and even the world's first railway, since the beginning of Chongzhen's twelfth year began to build, because the construction is on the flat Sanjiang Plain, do not need to go through the mountains and mountains, the speed of construction is simply fast, in June, Vladivostok Wei to Mudanjiang Town, Mudanjiang Town to Jixi Town, a total of 300 kilometers of railway has been built, the two roads through, so that the progress of the Dongjiang River development of the Great Northern Wilderness has been accelerated.

However, the steam locomotive that Mao Jue has been looking forward to is still stuck on the drawings, and it is still the horse that pulls the carriage around.

Speaking of horse-drawn trains, it is a joke in modern China, Li Hongzhang finally fought for the construction of the Tangxu Railway, but the decadent and conservative Qing court did not allow the use of locomotives, only horse-drawn trains, horse-drawn trains, seems to have become a sign of ignorance in modern China, but such a thing, in the modern history of the world, is actually a very common black technology, London, England, Paris, France, Rotterdam in the Netherlands, and even the United States when developing the west, you can see the figure of the horse-drawn train, the horse on the tracks, the power has been fully exerted.

And compared with the dilapidated mine truck in March, the Dongjiang passenger car in June was also brand new.

It is not much different from the train carriages of later generations, the bread-shaped body, the wood is the beam bone, the glass that can be opened like the mosaic, the chairs that are two pairs are wider than the green trains of the later generations, a lot, and it is more comfortable to sit on, although the number of rides is reduced for this reason, three carriages of more than 300 people are connected together, more than 50 horses are galloping in front, there is an official post station every 100 miles, you can change horses, and only Dongjiang Mao Jue can do it so heroically.

When they arrived at Mudanjiang, a large group of displaced people carrying luggage and their families got off the train stupidly along the platform, and Sun Chuanting, who had changed into a set of homespun clothes, was mixed in without difference.

The same nose and face are swollen.

Even, he is still a little inexplicably lost, who is he? Even if he is in trouble, he is also the governor of Shaanxi, and he is always hugging everywhere, regardless of whether it is the Jinyi guard who guards or the guards who take care of him.

But after Tieshan was beaten, he seemed to become unimportant, and after the beating, the yamen received a set of clothes, gave him some food and travel expenses, and then the sentry chief who was in charge of teaching him the rules directly kicked him out and told him where to make a public carriage, where to take a boat, where to take a horse-drawn train, and then, no one cared about him!

Lao Tzu is a prisoner! You don't send someone to watch, okay?

Of course, Sun Chuanting will not run away from this, after all, is he exiled here by the holy decree! In the past few days, I kept inquiring that he had brought his family to Jixi with a little difficulty.

However, it is completely different from the imaginary penal colony, more than half a year of construction, it also has the style of a new town, behind the railway station is the city wall, in the town, the two-story red-roofed Dongjiang standard houses are lined up, those large wooden shacks have been replaced by more than half, the roads are also neat, and even on the commercial street, shops have begun to stand up.

Next to the railroad tracks, a middle-aged and elderly woman with a tin horn, wearing a blue uniform and a blue brimmed hat, shouted in a rough voice.

"Comrades immigrants from the direction of Tieshan, please report to the county government after leaving the platform, receive the fields and real estate, everyone leave the station in order, don't mess up! There are many thieves on the platform, if you find that the items are stolen, please contact the patrol Dongjiang troops in time, they can't take care of it, so please take care of your belongings and leave the station! ”

In a daze, he took the family out of the platform with his luggage, followed the flow of people, and Sun Chuanting was so crowded that he saw the military town yamen as soon as he entered the city gate, more than 300 people, patting the old long line, entered one by one.

After all, Sun Chuanting has been an official for so long, where has he lined up in this kind of queue, and he has been in line for half a morning, but he is only in line, and he is already so anxious that the governor scratches his ears and cheeks.

When he entered the side door, he was not greeted by a county official, but an old man in his sixties and seventies, wearing glasses with thick wine bottles.

"Name, place of origin!"

"Sinner Sun Chuanting, former governor of Shaanxi, from Dai County, Shanxi!"

"What sinner? What governor? It's not on the booklet, so you can answer whatever you ask, name, place of origin? ”

was trained by a dirty old man, Sun Chuanting almost choked to death, and it took a long time to catch his breath, full of sadness, and the big bureaucrat said again depressedly.

"Sun Chuanting, a native of Dai County, Shanxi!"

"Isn't that just the way to find it? What do you have to add a nickname, intoxicating? Old man, I'm still a wine fairy! Let me see, what arrangement, I'm going to !!"

At last he received some special treatment, and the old man almost didn't put his eyes on his glasses, and exclaimed in surprise.

"You are the director of the Dongjiang 19th Coal Plant! No wonder you have to add a nickname to yourself, the backstage is hard enough! ”

Sun Chuanting is really a little crying and laughing, he is the governor, in charge of the military and political affairs of a province, and it is difficult to fall here, how can he become a backstage hard enough!

However, he was too lazy to argue, Sun Chuanting asked lazily: "Sinner...... where should I report?" ”

"Go north out of the yamen, there is a purchasing office of the 19th factory in the town, you just go and take their carriage out of the city, this is your identity document, which is very important in Dongjiang!" Don't lose it!"

There are four more small bamboo tubes on his waist, containing his family's identity document, this thing makes Sun Chuanting have more admiration for Mao Jue, how did Kaiyuan Tieling fall? It was Jiannu's spies who mixed in and opened the city gate, not only Mao Jue could run a military town vigorously, but the details of this road household registration were also extremely well done, at least, he was a good general!

Praising his future big boss, the governor of Shaanxi took a carriage to the nineteenth factory and went out of the city before sunset.

But when he arrived at the place, Sun Chuanting was dumbfounded again.

In "Water Margin", there is also a plot of Lin Chong's distribution of the army forage field, the entire forage field is Lin Chong alone, and it is extremely remote, and the nineteenth factory he thought he would go to was similar, but when he arrived at the place, along Wanqi Mountain, an incomparably huge building complex came into his eyes.

In the dense mine cave, the steam engine roared and dragged the coal cart outward, and the four three or four meter-high factories, the even more huge steam engine drove the coal washer, conveyor belt, crusher, and sorter, spraying black smoke into the sky with a roar, and thousands of workers wearing uniform blue uniforms were busy back and forth, transporting, and I don't know how many people were under the mine.

Jixi Town is one of the 19 factories, which is the boundary of heating and fuel production for 700,000 people in the four towns of Heilongjiang, and the scale and importance of this place are self-evident.

Before Sun Chuanting woke up, the driver who was in charge of pulling the cart was already shouting excitedly.

"The factory director is here!"

"I've seen the factory director!"

"Director, you're here!"

also got the news early, and seven or eight production directors surrounded Sun Chuanting.

It's so modern! All this directly made this Ming scholar stunned......

(End of chapter)