In Gao Qi Pass, Wei Yi stayed awake all night.

There are many people who can't sleep like him, after all, when you enter Gaoqi Pass, you really step into the land of Yongzhou, that is, the basic plate of Zhaoguo for hundreds of years.

If only before that, they still had a glimmer of illusion. Seeing Xiongguan Fortress with his own eyes, his heart has been half discouraged, and he is more worried about his future fate.

Wei Yizhi is not.

Ever since he stepped into the Gaoqi Pass, he felt that he was much more impatient than usual, and when he closed his eyes, he could faintly hear the sound of water flowing and even boiling, and the sound of flames licking metal.

He wanted to calm down and feel this unusual, but a faint voice in his heart reminded him that he shouldn't do such a reckless thing in a place with so many people.

The eyes that were originally closed opened again.

Wei Yizhi turned over, opened his eyes, faced the wall of the warehouse, stretched out his hand, and touched the cold cement wall.

This was a material he had never seen before, but it was a hundred times stronger than many "new things" he had seen from Mohist scholars.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for his father's polite "invitation" to the Mo family's sage to leave, and ordered that from now on, he would have been strictly guarded and not allowed to have contact with anyone in the Mo family, he would have really planned to follow the other party.

Although he is not particularly interested in the doctrines of the Mo family, he is full of curiosity about the strange things of the Mo family.

Wei Yizhi stared at the cement wall like this, and opened his eyes until the early hours of the morning.

Until the door of the storehouse was opened, and the soldier shouted rudely: "The hour has come, come out." ”

Everyone was honest, according to the dignity of the elder and the young, in an orderly manner, under the custody of the soldiers of Zhaoguo, came to an open place, and saw a very strange thing parked there.

The wooden carriages, like long snakes, are connected by iron cables, with many wheels inlaid below, and tracks and sleepers are laid on the smooth road.

Wei Yizhi thought that the Mo family students had told him that the ship used wind power as the sail, and their Mo family had always wanted to study how to apply wind power transportation to the road, but it was always fruitless.

Zhaoguo used the power of "witch" to solve this problem?

With this in mind, he followed the team with great interest and walked to the carriage.

The so-called carriage was six feet high where the wooden planks were blocked, but on top of the wooden boards, there were wooden poles rolled with thick oiled paper, and they were covered with wooden boards and coated with a layer of dye that I don't know what it was.

Wei Yizhi deliberately found a position close to the wooden pole, looked carefully, and found that there were many thumb-sized hooks on the top of the wooden pole.

When it rains, open the oiled paper and use it as a curtain?

In winter, if it is not cold, seal it with oiled paper; If it's cold, hang the fur?

If there were so many animal skins that could be squandered.

Just when he finished looking at the structure of the carriages and began to wonder what exactly would be used to pull such a long train and dozens of carriages, the vehicle had already started.

At first, it was a little slow, and then it slowly accelerated, and I saw the scenery outside changing rapidly.

Many of the guards who saw such a scene for the first time were shocked.

Although Wei Ren heard that Zhaoguo has overhauled roads in the past two years, rail transportation is very developed.

But without seeing it with their own eyes, it was really hard for them to imagine that such a long train could run at the speed of a horse, even faster than that!

"If this is used to transport soldiers and military rations...... Wei Ping immediately shook his head when such a thought came to his mind.

It's not if, it's already true.

He motioned to his children and grandchildren to open a path and squeeze to the window, only to find that the scenery had become so fast that he could not see clearly.

Turning his head sideways, Wei Ping saw Wei Yizhi's eyes staring intently at the outside world.

He knew that this son's eyesight was far beyond ordinary people, and he could see the surrounding scene clearly even when he galloped on horseback, let alone now, so he asked: "Yizhi, what do you see?" ”

"Harvest wheat fields, convenient roads, waterwheels everywhere, and ......" Wei Yizhi didn't put his hand out of the window like others, but just raised his chin, "Livestock all over the mountains, including horses. ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole carriage fell silent.

Those who can stand in the same carriage with the Wei family will naturally not be a small person, no matter what position they have in the court, their basic judgment will not be bad.

Hearing Wei Yi's words, and then looking at the flying train, the green mountains in the distance were lush, the wheat fields were golden, and many people looked depressed and pale: "Heaven is dead and defends the country!" ”

If before this, they may have held the idea of "as long as we keep the royal bloodline, we will be able to restore the country one day", and supported themselves to survive this journey.

But at this moment, many people already know clearly that hope is too slim.

The restoration of the country is also based on the fact that Zhaoguo is empty, tired, and can not continue to fight, so that he can take advantage of the weakness.

But the people's fertile land is full, and the country is in good shape, what do you take to restore the country?

If there is food, there will be people, and if there are people, there will be everything.

Wei Yizhi looked at it coldly and didn't say a word.

Is the so-called bloodline really so important?

If the next king is a pig, and this group of people is also loyal to the pig?

Wei Yizhi couldn't understand it, and he didn't want to understand it.

No matter how his father taught him the glory of the family from generation to generation, the necessity of blood inheritance, and the glory of princes and princes, he could not accept it like everyone else, and took it for granted.

But......

Seeing that in just two months, his father, who was originally gentle and elegant, had gray hair on his temples, and Wei Yizhi's mood couldn't help but become heavy.

Wei Yizhi knows very well that his father is a good man.

Although it is quite strange for this word to be used in a country, Wei Yizhi can be sure that if his father is alone, in the face of the country's destruction, he will definitely draw his sword and kill himself, and repay the great kindness of the Wei kings to the Wei family in the past dynasties with full integrity.

But Wei Ping didn't.

Is he afraid of death?

Of course not.

It's just that a series of practices after Zhao Guo captured Wei Guo were completely different from the previous post-war treatment of the destruction of the country, which made Wei Ping worried, he felt that King Zhao would destroy Wei Guo, kill Wei Wang, and even cut off the blood of Wei Wang's family.

This is unacceptable to Wei Ping.

Even if he knew that it was almost impossible, he hoped to be able to write to King Zhao to advise him to preserve the royal bloodline and make the defense of the country more peaceful.

Although Wei Ping also knew very well that he had no part in talking about this matter at all, the reason why he kept this life was that he hoped to exert a little residual heat.

It's never too late to die.

If Wei Ping can't do it......

Then he will definitely put his wish on Wei Yizhi, a son with high hopes, on his deathbed.

The land of Yongzhou, Qianmo is vertical and horizontal, and the train is speeding by.

Just as the train passed by the mountains, Yin Hui, who was surveying the water system and geology and discussing with Fan Chen whether this place was suitable for mining, suddenly felt something and stopped.

"Kunio-sama?"

Yin Ji directly let go of her spiritual power, and manipulated the "wind", using the fastest speed, sweeping a thousand miles in a radius, thinking for a moment, before asking: "The train that passed by here just now, where will it stop at night?" ”