Chapter 18: Ji Yue's Void Knowing the Cold (Part II)

When he got out of the car, Sima Kang had a feeling that the world was spinning, and there was a clattering sound in his ears.

"Childe!" The accompanying companion hurriedly stepped forward to support Sima Kang, "It's okay, right?" ”

"It's fine." Sima Kang gently pushed away his companion's hand, stood up straight, and looked around.

After all the passengers in the carriage got off the train, they were driven forward from the platform and dragged the carriage into a factory in front of them, and in the warehouse, another carriage drove out and stopped on the opposite platform.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians on his side, including merchants carrying burdens and scholars shaking fans. There are families with children and daughters, and there are travelers who go on the road alone. Workers in the station inspect the rails underneath. Several soldiers with police armbands on their arms, armed with short sticks, patrol the station up and down - this is the railway police, the newly formed box army.

The flow of people is surging, like a street market.

And on the side of the platform, there is a huge sign erected high, which can be seen from far and near-

Tokyo Station.

Although the land of Kaifeng Mansion was at the foot of Zhilu Road, after seeing the sign with his own eyes, Sima Kang still couldn't help the shock in his heart.

In just one day, he had already arrived in Kaifeng, Tokyo from Luoyang, Xijing.

From Yanshi all the way to here, it was the beginning of the eighth day of the seventh month when I got on the bus, and when I got off the bus, it was the middle of the ninth day of the seventh month, a little more than a day. This is astonishingly fast, even surpassing the previous rush of time - although the rush is also day and night, it cannot do the same speed day and night.

From Luoyang to the arrival of Yanshi, it took Sima Kang one day, but from Yanshi to Kaifeng, the distance of seven or eight times, the time is exactly the same. If it weren't for the fact that the four or five hundred miles of track from Luoyang to Kaifeng had not been completely penetrated, and several cross-river bridges near Luoyang had not yet been repaired, the railroad carriage could only walk from Kaifeng to Yanshi, which might have taken even shorter.

Luoyang has an advantage, that is, it is about the danger. This is why Emperor Taizu has always wanted to be, but now he wants to build roads, which is a headache. In contrast, Kaifeng has no danger to defend, and the four plains are plugged in the wilderness, which is a good thing now.

People come and go in the station, and the shops are also doing good business, turning around, you can still see a few young officials in green robes, carrying bags of bags to another shop, the bag is written with the word post, and the plaque above the shop is the word post office.

The letters were sent by mail truck, and when Yanshi got on the bus, Sima Kang also saw these postal packets. Looking at the number of bags, you can see that there are hundreds of letters.

That is, the city of Tokyo will be like this. Sima Kang thought.

In this world, there are not many people who will leave home. In this era, the vast majority of people will not have a range of more than 100 miles, and if you want to send a message to your relatives and friends, you only need to walk a few more steps. Those who have money let the servants go, those who don't have money and time can go by themselves, and those who don't have money and time can also ask someone to help.

Let the post messenger who transmits the military information change to send the people's letter, hoping to collect money from it. Not to mention that the court is disgraced, it is also a stupid thing to waste national strength, and once there is a police at the border, dragged down by these emails, how can the police letter be transmitted back to the capital?

It's a pity that in this world, there are always people who live in the court.

However, Sima Kang was in no mood to buy anything at all, and he didn't have time to sigh more.

"Childe, what should I do next, go to the Imperial Medical Bureau?" Companion asked.

"This is Dailoumen, rent two horses after leaving the city, and let's go into the city."

Sima Kang said, and the master and servant hurriedly walked towards the exit along the road sign.

Inside the station, there are road signs, exits, entrances, public toilets, first-aid stations, and notices such as 'No fare evasion', 'Excuse your hands anywhere, fine a moor', 'No noise', 'No playing', 'Be careful of property' and other notices written everywhere.

How many people can read these words?

Sima Kang thought coldly, and walked faster towards the exit.

The flow of people at the exit slowed down, and hundreds of people crowded in front of the door. Seeing this, Sima Kang's brows furrowed.

The experienced companion immediately stepped forward, pushed away the crowd in front of him, and shouted, "Borrow!" Excuse me! If you're in a hurry, don't get in the way! ”

Sima Kang followed behind his companion and walked forward easily. You can already see outside the door, looking out from the front of the door, you can see the Kaifeng city wall with new bricks and stones in the north, as well as the newly built artillery fort, which is no longer the city wall made of rammed earth in Sima Kang's memory.

'The country is not in danger in Germany. If a foreign enemy can really hit here, what is the use of these artillery forts? ’

Sima Kang still remembered what his father said when he heard that the imperial court was going to spend a lot of manpower to repair the city wall of the Beijing Division, but a reprimand interrupted his memory.

"What are you doing! Go to the back and line up! ”

The officials guarding the exit pointed to Bandang and Sima Kang, looking very unhappy.

"Look at your clothes, you are also a reader. Why can't you understand this slap-sized word? The official scolded.

The policeman next to him snapped a note on the wall with a short stick in his hand - please line up in an orderly manner.

"You have to check the ticket when you go to war, how can you check it if you don't line up? Or are you trying to take advantage of the chaos to evade the ticket? The policeman's baton moved to another sign on the wall, "Fare evasion must be made up, offenders will be dismissed." If you don't buy a ticket, hurry up and make up for it, otherwise the 30 boards are indispensable, and don't want to run away from the ticket money you should pay. ”

The companion was immediately furious and screamed: "My son-in-law is an official, how dare you be rude!" ”

Sima Kang was not admitted to the Jinshi, but he relied on his father Sima Guang's identity and still got a shadow official.

"Official?" The official who checked the ticket looked at Sima Kang's appearance and hesitated, "The official should take the official car, the official car coming from Yanshi today is not this trip!" ”

Sima Kang endured his temperament and endured the offense of such a vulgar villain: "If you are in a hurry, I bought the earliest ticket first." ”

The official then pointed ahead, "The official has gone wrong, this is the exit of the common people." If the official wants to leave the station, please go to the front gate, which is the exit for the official, and there are also the carriages and horses of the official after leaving the station, which will be sent directly to the post station. ”

The policeman added, "As long as there is a confession." ”

Sima Kang's face was ugly, "I came out in a hurry, and I didn't bring a farewell." ”

"It's not in a hurry." The little official sneered, staring at the empty hands of the master and servant, and his eyes became sharp, "What about your salute?" ”

The surrounding passengers are all big bags and small bags, but Sima Kang's master and servant only have a blanket, and his image is too special.

The policeman slapped his palms with a short stick, and his smile was as cold as the little official next to him, "There are always some traitors who see that the exit is strictly checked, so they throw away the bags that will reveal their identities." You're not the first! ”

"Rude! My lord is a waiter of the Ministry of Rites! ”

The sneer on the policeman's face had turned into a sinister grin.

Growing up at the foot of the imperial city, the people of the capital pay the most attention to the level of officials. The squire is an official rank, and if he can achieve this level, he is almost a ruler. But they didn't know that this was a reward given by the imperial court after Sima Guang handed over the "Zizhi Tongjian".

"Someone's coming." The shouts of the little official rang out at the same time as the wooden flute in the policeman's mouth, "Arrest these two thieves for me!" ”

Seven or eight policemen immediately pounced on Sima Kang's master and servant.

……………………

"The two are the same editor, and they can't make a "Compendium of Materia Medica" in ten years. This speed is almost catching up with Sima Twelve. ”

"I didn't expect you to hear Yukun too."

In the political hall, the two prime ministers are sitting opposite each other drinking tea and chatting, dealing with today's official business, Su Song and Han Gang will always try to take a little time to chat, or talk about the latest development of the way of learning things.

"How could you not hear it." Han Gang sighed, "Fan Chunren almost pointed his nose and scolded when he wrote the book for "Zizhi Tongjian" before. ”

"Don't blame the old man for this. Who told Yukun to put your mind on "Kindergarten Qionglin"? ”

"The Compendium of Materia Medica was entrusted by the first emperor, and it should not be careless. "Kindergarten Qionglin" is much simpler, you don't need to use your brain, you revise a few strokes every day, just take a break. ”

"Where's the simplicity?" Su Song shook his head with a smile.

"Kindergarten Qionglin" belongs to the category of Mongolian books, which is provided for primary school students to read. But as a popular science book in essence, Han Gang hopes that everyone in the world can read it. In addition to the exam, he will not let go of the future exam.

After passing the Jinshi and various subjects, he has to pass the judgment of his words and writings, which is the award, and there is also the Quanquan test. These exams can be a great opportunity to force scholars to learn natural knowledge.

Han Gang was painstakingly trying to promote Qi science, how could he have too much energy to focus on the "Compendium of Materia Medica".

"Xianggong." A clerk hurried into the hall and interrupted the conversation.

"What's the matter?" Su Song asked.

"Sima Guang's son was detained by the railway police because he made trouble in the station!"

"Sima Guang's son?"

Han Gang thought about it for a while, he had some impression of this person, as if he was called Sima Kang. But it's not Sima Guang who is making trouble, Sima Kang is making trouble and wants to alarm the two prime ministers?

"Sima Guang was seriously ill, he came to the capital to seek medical treatment, but he was delayed by the officials when he left the station."

Han Gang and Su Song's faces changed at the same time, and they glanced at each other, Su Song asked, "Why don't you report to Henan Mansion to send an urgent report?" Sima Junshi is such a son, right? ”

"It's probably too late." Han Gang said: "In the past, there were horses to deliver, and it was not comparable to going on the road by yourself no matter what, but now there is a railway." ”

Arrive in the capital within two days, and if it goes well, you will be able to go back in two more days. And through the government, it will take a long time, maybe the news has not yet arrived, and the person is already gone.

"The hospital in Luoyang is also presided over by the imperial doctor." Su Song frowned, could it be that Sima Guang was already dying?

"Come to think of it, I always feel that they are not as good as the medical officers in the Jingshi Tai Medical Bureau."

Han Gang said coldly, in later generations, patients and their families will definitely trust big hospitals more than small hospitals in the community. But the medical officers who manage Xijing Medical College are also the top doctors in the Taiyi Bureau. They can't cure it, and neither can the doctors in Kyori.

"It can't be helped." Su Song sighed, "Human nature. ”

"Go and let him out. Brother Zirong, you ......"

Han Gang turned around to talk to Su Song, and Su Song had already stood up,

"I'm going to see the Queen Mother. Yukun, you go and arrange for the imperial doctor to go to Luoyang. ”

Su Song then got up and walked away, leaving only a few sighs.