With Li You, the little overlord of Chang'an, and money to open the way, the construction of the railway can be said to be progressing like a fly.

Winter is the agricultural season, and Datang is a country dominated by agriculture, so there are a large number of idle laborers around Chang'an.

Under the temptation of five cents a day, these people basically all participated in the construction of the railway, and worked day and night, and the official road from Chang'an to Luoyang was full of cars and horses every day, and there was an endless stream of vehicles transporting stones, timber, and steel.

All the steelmaking workshops will be supervised to refine only one thing, and that is steel rails, even the workshop of the eldest grandson's family is no exception. Large quantities of steel rails are produced, transported to the construction site, and then temporarily hired people are responsible for the construction.

Fortunately, there is nothing too complicated about the laying of the railway, as long as the roadbed is paved, the position of the sleepers is drawn, put together, and then the rails are installed.

Of course, the horizontal position of the two rails is also important, but this is not too much of a problem for the public loser, and it can be solved by sending a random person who is not very important.

In this way, after nearly a month of rushing work, the fifteen-mile railway outside the east gate of Chang'an City was more than forty miles, and the whole journey reached nearly sixty miles.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the king of the stove went to the west sky, said good things to the sky, and went down to the earth to keep safe.

On this day of the sacrificial stove, Chang'an City took the Jinwu as one, and stood one person every hundred steps along the newly built railway, which stretched to the end of the railway.

At the end of the railway, a freshly painted green train is ready to go.

This was a surprise specially prepared by Li Chengqian for the old man, and the team that was supposed to be ten miles outside the city was moved sixty miles away.

But none of this mattered, what mattered was the ghostly expressions on the faces of His Majesty Li Er and a group of veteran ruffians who followed him.

The huge front of the locomotive dragged twenty-three carriages for a distance of almost a mile, and the behemoth was so large that the old fellows almost thought they had seen a dragon, and it would be hell not to be surprised.

"This, this, what's that? Could it be the 'monster' you submitted? The old man stared at the green cart silently for a quarter of an hour, and finally came to his senses.

Li Chengqian was very satisfied with the old man's surprised performance, after all, it was very difficult to see the Tang Emperor show his shocked face, since the day he came to the Tang Dynasty, it was only this time.

However, he only dared to think about all this in his heart, and did not dare to say it, and he had to answer the old man's question head-on, so he explained with a smile: "Father, this is the train that the son told you. The word 'monster' is pure fiction. ”

"This is the train?" His Majesty Li Er looked at the behemoth in front of him again, turned his head and asked, "Since you can get it here, it must be a successful experiment, right?" ”

"Exactly!" Li Chengqian nodded: "Erchen is taking this train out of the city, if the father and mother are interested, the son also wants to invite the father and mother to take a test ride together." ”

"Test ride, hmm, Queen, what do you mean?" When the old man heard that he could ride, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the eldest grandson empress with a nervous face and asked.

"Where Your Majesty goes, the concubine will also go." Although Empress Eldest Sun was a little scared in her heart, she couldn't bear to sweep away Li Er's interest.

It is said that the train is still too advanced for the ancients, and the people of later generations do not think it is good, but for the superstitious ancients, this thing is simply ...... An indescribable 'monster'.

This kind of thing is like the modern era of the future, an alien battleship suddenly stopped in front of us, even if we know that this thing belongs to us, but the panic of the unknown is not so easy to eliminate.

So the train is the same for Empress Changsun, although she knows that this thing is a big toy made up by her son, but she still can't suppress a fear in her heart.

"Boy, you really don't eat people?" Just when Lao Li and Empress Changsun decided to leave the car, Lao Cheng's gong-like voice interjected.

I don't know when this old guy actually changed into a battle armor, and the iron lance he usually uses is carried in his hand, and it looks like he is going to fight with someone.

"What are you going to do?" Li Chengqian looked at Lao Cheng suspiciously, and couldn't understand what this second-class guy wanted to do.

"Hehe, I'm not at ease, I'm going to try it." Old Devil Cheng pursed his lips, waved the iron lance in his hand, and faced the old man: "Your Majesty, please open the way for Your Majesty." ”

"Accurate!" Li Er's eyes narrowed, as if he had returned to the battlefield of the year.

"Whoa!" Cheng Lao Mo grinned and ...... in response.

"Hey......, don't ......" Li Chengqian never understood how Cheng Lao wanted to try the locomotive's catties, but after seeing him riding a war horse, four words flashed in his mind in an instant - Don Quixote.

However, no one listened seriously to his words of stopping, and Cheng Lao Mo even slammed it on the butt of the war horse and raised the speed.

"Bang" Li Chengqian really couldn't bear to watch Lao Cheng (Tang version of Don Quixote) commit suicide, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

And like him, there are Yu Zhining and other old guys, but these old guys just hold their foreheads with their hands, but their eyes are round, and they seem to be eager to see Lao Cheng's ugly appearance.

Compared with Lao Cheng and the old men who followed His Majesty Li Er to Mount Tai to seal Zen, those of them who stayed in Chang'an clearly knew what was parked behind them.

If you don't consider the function of the train, what is placed there is a big piece of iron, and the way Cheng Lao Devil weighs two pounds will not have any results except for being hit on the head and breaking the blood flow.

But...... Lao Cheng offended these Qingliu people very weekdays, and Yu Zhining and others, who were often attacked by him with boogers, would not tell him what the result of the challenge would be no matter what.

The horse's hooves were obtained, the speed of the war horse was getting faster and faster, and the momentum that erupted from the old goods of Cheng Lao, who was more than forty years old, was not inferior to the younger generation at all, and Li Er, Wei Chigong and others who were watching couldn't help nodding.

Even Du Ruhui and Fang Xuanling even clapped their hands and sighed: "Knowing the festival should be strong and strong, and the majesty has not diminished back then!" ”

Yes, if it is not reduced in the past, it is a good thing if it is placed on the battlefield and does not reduce the year, but in the face of a locomotive made of more than 100,000 catties of steel, it is a life-saving talisman to not reduce the year.

"Hahaha......, 'monster', eat my old Cheng Yi." Li Chengqian, who was covering his eyes, faintly heard the strange laughter of Cheng Motou in his ears, and then there was a loud 'bang' and a scream, and then ...... There was no sound.

(End of chapter)