Chapter 20, the twenty-seven moments of Chongzhen's four years (20)

The Twentieth Moment: Lingao's Death Diary

――Advance the time again to the late autumn of the fourth year of Chongzhen, when Xu Xiake, a top donkey in the late Ming Dynasty, visited Lingao.

“…… Toot, toot, toot, toot—"

With seven sharp and high-pitched whistles in a row, Dongmen City in Lingao County ushered in another bustling dawn.

In the past few years, the working people living in Dongmen City have become accustomed to living and resting according to the sound of the whistle every day.

With the sound of a whistle, groups of workers in blue coarse cloth appeared on the road, like a tidal wave that filled the entire Dongmen Market. The roadside breakfast food stalls are also ready for business, shouting one by one, making the early morning street market quickly become extremely noisy.

On a tea stall on the side of the road, Xu Xiake, who had just used early, was holding a bowl of sweet soybean milk, observing with great interest the various situations on the street and the various people coming and going. There are also many "cardigan gowns" wearing blue, gray and earthy yellow, and "bearded people" with short monks, which is really quite a lot at a rough glance. But if you listen closely, you can tell from the accents that most of them are from Liangguang and Fujian—this is probably the so-called "wigs" in the "Records of the Matter".

There is no way to verify how many "real hairs" there are in Lingao, some say thousands, some say hundreds, in short, it should be less than 10,000 people. But the number of wigs, according to Xu Xiake's personal observation, is at least tens of thousands. Among them were soldiers of the "Fubo Army" who wore brimmed hats, belts around their waists, and short swords; Craftsmen wearing rattan hats, blue cloth robes, and open-chested sleeves; Peasants wearing straw hats and rolling up their trouser legs, as well as neatly dressed and meticulously dressed clerks. There are also three, six, nine and so on in the bookstore of this bearded person, and the superior one is called 'Yubu,,The main feature is that the jacket has four pockets。 If it is a normal bookstore, there are only two pockets below. There are many other tricks, which are not something that Xu Xiake, an outsider, can understand.

No matter how many "Australian real hairs" there are, they have great skills, but they are absolutely true.

Since arriving in Lingao, the "nest of Australians", Xu Xiake has been constantly opening his eyes, and all kinds of unbelievable new things have come one after another: glass mirrors, steamer wheels, large iron boats, salt pans by the sea, huge and sturdy windmills and dams, neat and clean streets, loud whistles honking every day, street lamps as bright as day, and the "Australian film drama" in the "Dongmen City Cinema".

-- Outsiders who have been to Lingao rarely have not gone to see "Australian film and drama", and this is almost a must-have item for "Lingao Tour".

I remember that when Xu Xiake and his brother went to the movie for the first time, they thought it was just a "La'ao film" that they had seen on the streets of Hangzhou, but they didn't expect it to be black inside, and they only saw a huge white cloth hanging on the wall. Just when the two were puzzled, the dark house suddenly lit up, and with the whistle of a whistle, a train suddenly appeared on the wall, spraying white gas and whistling towards them, so frightened that Xu Xiake and his brother immediately screamed, rolled down from the seat, and fled out with a roll...... Then, in the midst of a burst of laughter, they were stunned to learn that what they saw was just a "shadow play". The train was just a shadow of light on a curtain. However, this light and shadow are so vivid, whether it is the shadow puppet show or the "Australian film" he has seen, it cannot be compared at all - this is exactly the same as the real thing

However, behind this dizzying variety of wonderful observations, Xu Xiake also deeply felt the ambition of the "Australians" - although there are still Ming government yamen in the counties of Qiongzhou, they have long become decorations and have become a situation of "Mingpi Australia". Whether it is the common people in the market or the wealthy gentry, they all only know the Australian "Senate", and they do not know that there is a court. It is said that the king's heart is clearly exposed, and he has to put up a banner to rebel.

What's more, judging from Xu Xiake's insight, the people have to "purify" the people who join the gang, and the core of "purification" is "shaving and dressing" - if you want to eat directly under the hands of the people, "purification" is a necessary condition. Along the way, whether it is the official mansion, armor guard, shop or workshop of the thief...... This is the case with all kinds of people from top to bottom, which is quite similar to the "clothed minions" who keep money rat tails outside the Guanguan - they also have to be shaved and easy to wear. The people after "shaving and changing clothes" were called "naturalized people" by the people, and this term made Xu Xiake very uncomfortable to hear: "naturalization"? What "naturalization"? Are you treating the people of my Celestial Empire as barbarians? Who is the overseas barbarian?

However, after all, the people of Qiongzhou are more benevolent than the Jiannu outside the Guan, and it seems that the ordinary people who do not earn food directly under their hands are respectful, and there is no cruel and strict order of the Jiannu outside the Guanzhou to "keep no head", so there are many naturalized people who are shaved and dressed on the street, and there are still many people who wear Ming clothes, but this is already very terrible - it has only been a few years since the "Australians" landed

Moreover, based on what Xu Xiake had seen and heard, he had never heard of the Ming people who were willing to take the initiative to go out of the customs to be slaves to the Jurchens, so the Jiannu basically had to rely on invading the Central Plains and plundering the population to supplement the labor force.

But on the side of Lingao, it is clear that there is no persecution, and there is still an endless stream of poor people from other places who take the initiative to come to the "Australian Chief" every day. The pedestrians on the street, whether they are dressed in smug clothes or those with Ming clothes, have very good complexions, and they have never seen the kind of extremely poor people who are dressed in quails -- obviously different from the sharp contrast between the gentry and rich merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, who are extremely hungry and luxurious, drunk and gold-obsessed, and the poor people who have no food to eat and no clothes. Here in Lingao, the enjoyment of the rich is good, and even the life of ordinary people is very passable.

Faced with such a situation of "people's hearts return", Xu Xiake couldn't help but sigh: This Qiongzhou Mansion seems to be no longer owned by the Ming Dynasty

The strange thing is that in the face of this reality, he was actually very calm, and almost did not hear about the fall of the entire territory of Liaodong, and the grief and grief of the Later Jin soldiers when they came to the imperial capital. At the very least, these Australians still claim to be of Chinese Miao descent, and they do not treat the people as slaves, pigs and dogs, and do many practical things for the benefit of the people. The common people lived much better under the rule of the Huren than under the rule of the Liaodong Jiannu – and even much better than in most of the region under the Ming Dynasty, which was equally unkind to its people. The officials and gentry only knew their glory and wealth, and did not care about the lives of the people and the loss of the territory. That's why so many people come to Lingao, because they have been tormented by poverty and hunger, and are willing to go to any place that can promise them enough to eat, and the Australians in Lingao have obviously done this

But to say that Xu Xiake has nothing to blame for the strong rise of "Australians", it is not the case - for example, after visiting the school of Australians yesterday, Xu Xiake is very puzzled and criticized him...... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but put down the dishes and chopsticks, and took out a copy of the "Records of the Affair" from his sleeve, which had been somewhat damaged and stained due to too much reading, and turned to the section of "The Study of the Scholars" again:

“…… Although the people came from Australia, they were also left behind in the Song Dynasty. Although it is barbaric, it has not forgotten the roots, and there is also a history of poetry and books. However, for a long time, the literary atmosphere was weak, and it was contaminated by Zhuyi, and the Taoist system gradually became thin. Therefore, although the writing is like that of Huaxia, the writing is mostly in vulgar style, the writing is slang, and the same is true for proclamations.

The people are based on the high school, and run a school, which is the only one to accept the children of poor families, and the servants do not need to be lazy, and give food and clothing, so the poor family is happy to study. Its learning is also, not teaching poetry and classics, with literacy first, and then the study of mathematics, the book of Australian secret arts. If it is a little longer, it is taught in various miscellaneous studies, called physics and chemistry. The history of the sub-book has become another species, and it is just a little dabbling. If you complete your studies, you will be called a graduate.

There is no imperial examination, and there is no emphasis on words, students are used as a wig after graduation, for them to drive to run, they have been exposed to it since childhood, all Australian learning, words and deeds are no different from the real man, compared with ordinary wigs, especially powerful, the officials placed by the people, also more among them. Therefore, most of the scholars who entered the school were poor families at first, and then the gentry and wealthy businessmen were all enrolled, and some scholars dropped out of school to pursue education......"

In general, there are two diametrically opposed views on the schools of "Australians": the common people are almost all respectful of the "Australian chiefs" who understand both agriculture and industry and commerce, and can fight wars, and are useful everywhere, and naturally praise their knowledge very highly, and if the children can have the opportunity to go to school, they will definitely be happy for the whole family. And although most of the gentlemen also admit that these "Australian learning" can indeed be called the study of the world's application and the knowledge of things, they are not at all compatible with the way of Confucius and Mencius, and the study of such things cannot be examined, so it is purely useless -- in their opinion, the knowledge that cannot be examined for the imperial examination is useless. Therefore, they either disdain "Australian learning", or only send a few concubines and concubines with no status to go to school with Australians, mainly to lose sincerity, rather than sincerely expecting them to learn anything.

As for the "Australians", they relied on these "useless learning" that could not take the imperial examination to defeat the officers and soldiers, occupy Lingao, and swept Qiongzhou...... They basically didn't think about this problem, or they were very confident that no matter how much the Australians were advocating miscellaneous studies and deviating from the teachings of the sages, when they won the world one day, they would definitely have to put things in order, be virtuous and virtuous, accommodate them as scholars, and change the content of the imperial examination to the Four Books and Five Classics -- Xu Xiake was basically pessimistic about such delusions.

Of course, just as there are alternative groups of people in any system, there are also scholars on Hainan Island who give up the Eight Strands of Shiwen and enter Australian schools instead, dedicated to "throwing their heads". There are even people from other places who come to high school to study "Australian culture". But this still seems to be a minority. Moreover, even those who "throw their heads" into the book, most of them hold the idea of "persuading them to educate their hearts and not blindly rely on brute force", and regard themselves as saviors, but treat Australians as stupid barbarians who "need to be saved", and the result is naturally unhappy.

As the first "donkey guest" of the Ming Dynasty, Xu Xiake, although he was also a very alternative in the late Ming Dynasty, but for the "Australians" do not pay attention to poetry, calligraphy and etiquette, and try to use "Australian learning" to change the summer, there is still some resistance in his heart - since ancient times, it is also common to change the dynasty, and what does not change is that the scholars who read the books of sages and sages share the world with the Son of Heaven. However, the books taught by the Australians are basically not very close to the books of the sages, but the partial students have governed the territory under their jurisdiction so prosperously, in the face of such a neglected and cold situation, how should the scholars and gentry who read the books of the sages deal with themselves?

With such a troubled mind, Xu Xiake did not continue to wander around Dongmen City today, but went to Yunjiguan in the suburbs to relax his heart.

-- The Yunjiguan Temple, the headquarters of the "Taoist Council" built by Zhang Yingchen, a well-known local "Australian Taoist Chief" and a Taoist named "Thief of the Spring," is located at the former site of Yongqingguan, five kilometers west of Lingao County. This is a Taoist temple that was built in the Song Dynasty, during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a Taoist priest Zeng Daoning to raise funds to rebuild, the Taoist temple was destroyed in the robbers during the Hongzhi period, and the Zhengde period was rebuilt by the county Cheng Wang Xi again. When the travelers arrived here, it had been almost a hundred and fifty years since the last reconstruction of the Yongqing Temple. The Taoist temple has long been abandoned, and only the stone foundation of the building remains.

Zhang Yingchen chose this place because the land price here is cheap, not only lower than Dongmen City, but also lower than that in Lingao County. Secondly, it is not very far from the county seat, the road has been built, the traffic is convenient, and it is relatively quiet away from the downtown area. The foundations of the houses here are well preserved, and the cost of building a house is not high. There are still a lot of ancient trees on the foundation, and the environment is quite good after renovation. However, due to the lack of funds for the religious department and the fact that Zhang Yingchen himself had been preaching in the north for a long time, only a part of the early projects such as the main hall, the office room, the Taoist dormitory, the abbot's room, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion have been completed.

But even so, away from the noisy and noisy city, walking in the quiet Taoist courtyard, looking at the busts of Laojun, Zhang Daoling, Ge Hong, Tao Hongjing, Sun Simiao and others on the wall of the main hall (that is, the kind of painting hanging in the corridor in the school), and listening to the recitation of the Taoist students in the temple, Xu Xiake still felt that his heart was much cleaner. Looking back at the shade of the trees outside the door of the Taoist temple, there are a lot of stone tables and stone chairs scattered for people to rest, most of the pilgrims who came out of the Taoist temple just now have taken out tea fruits here, drinking tea and chatting leisurely, a few old gentlemen are playing chess, some people are playing cards, or reading newspapers and magazines, and some people play the melodious erhu.

Looking at this peaceful scene of leisure and comfort, Xu Xiake couldn't help but feel that the blocks in his heart were completely gone, and his thoughts were instantly accessible - no matter what, as long as Australians can make all the prefectures and counties in the world so happy, even if they advocate miscellaneous learning and change summer with raze, what about it? Isn't the so-called way of the sage just for the peace of the world and the well-off of the people? If the result of governing the country with the books of sages and sages is that the world is in turmoil and the people are miserable, then this kind of learning that harms the country and the people should not be stopped

However, Xu Xiake's wandering in the past few days has actually only seen the bright and happy side of Lingao, but he does not know that in order to create such a rich and prosperous social life, he can also avoid all kinds of exploitation, oppression and dedication.

-- The success of any great undertaking is inseparable from the cruel blood sacrifices of countless deaths and sacrifices......

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Deep in the mines, Dala struggled to swing his pickaxe, which slammed into the rock formation with a muffled sound.

He was naked, sweating up and down, except for a hairless towel hanging around his neck. A gas lamp radiated a dazzling glow behind the side, casting his elongated figure on the coal seam.

Dala let out a long breath, the air in the mine smelled foul, but he had no choice.

How long has he been sent here? He didn't remember, there was no day or night underground, and he couldn't count how many days had passed.

What he knew was that of the more than 200 people of various tribes who had been sent with him, only he and Arlo were now left.

Arlo and he belong to the same village and grew up together. Later, in a battle with a neighboring tribe, they were captured and sent to a stockade by the sea, where white-skinned hairy men put them on a boat larger than a hundred rowboats. He called the big ship the black ship because they were kept in a dark room in the boat. There were many, many people from various tribes, most of whom were warriors of the tribe like them, and they were captured here in various situations.

The day after Dala got on the boat, he heard the sound of the wind and the waves, felt the jolting of the ship, and Dala knew that the ship was moving, but no one knew where they were going.

The time spent in the black boat was hard, there were many, many of them crammed together, there was almost no place for people to lie down, only a few sweet potatoes and a little fresh water every day. Everyone was vomiting, and there was a foul smell in the black boat. Every day people died, and the dead and those who could not respond were quickly carried out, and Dala heard the people next to him saying that they must have been thrown into the sea.

Some tried to escape, but were quickly caught by the ferocious white-skinned men and whipped to death.

Arlo cried every day, thinking about his grandmother, and he comforted Arlo every day.

But as more and more people died, the black ship gradually emptied a little, and they could lie down.

Suddenly, one day, the hairy man opened the hatch and drove them out of the black ship.

When they saw the sun again, everyone involuntarily raised their hands and covered their eyes.

They were thrown off the ship and staggered onto 6 places, when a strange group of short-headed men dressed in gray clothes took over. They didn't understand what they were saying, but they probably knew that they were sent to a place called "Sanya".

Together, they were housed in a village, then they were given clothes and something to eat every day. But you can't leave the village. Aqiro and several others of the Teka tribe tried to escape, but were quickly captured. Achillo tried to resist, but was killed by the short-headed man with a strange lightning bolt.

They stayed in the village for more than ten days before they were driven down the mine. The fierce-looking overseer gestured to them and told them that each person had to dig three carts of black stone every day to exchange for three pieces of bamboo. If you go over 3, there is an extra reward - usually something like wine or meat. Every 1o pieces of bamboo can be eaten in a different meal - probably rice and some vegetables or pickles such as radish greens, water spinach, and occasionally salted fish, which can be eaten until you are full. But if you don't have enough bamboo, you'll have to go hungry.

It may sound like a good salary, but digging for black stones is very hard work, and many people are getting thinner and thinner, contracting diseases and dying. The mine is a very dangerous place, with landslides every day, accidents every day, and deaths every day.

Dala has been with Arlo all the time, taking care of each other, and finally survived.

He gradually understood the words of some short-headed people, and seemed to say that if the dala could be here for three years, he would let him go.

-- The short-headed man's words are difficult to understand, he just guesses, and it seems that this is what he meant.

Dala has been using this to encourage Arlo, and they must return to the sun alive.

Dala continued to swing his pickaxe when he suddenly heard a loud bang coming from above the tunnel.

He looked up and saw rocks and mud falling in a trickle. The people immediately ran to the upward tunnel.

Dala was also running, he heard the loud sound of the stone collapsing, and he also heard Arlo's voice crying for help.

He turned his head and saw Arlo's leg hit by a rock and he fell to the ground.

Dala quickly turned around and carried Arlo on his shoulder.

Arlo's small body is not heavy at all.

Dala took a deep breath and took a step in the direction of the top.

At this moment, a boulder fell, and Dala and Arlo were smashed underneath.

-- Production safety record of Tiandu Iron Mine under Lingao Senate: On September 21, 6-1, the second slave team of Tiandu Iron Mine collapsed in the tunnel of the G working face, killing 11 people and injuring 20 people......

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Under the scorching sun, Li Si waved the shovel in his hand vigorously and loaded a shovel of ore into the truck next to him.

Li Si has been on the dock of Bopu for several years.

When he wandered from Jiangxi to Guangzhou that year, he was naked except for two broken straw mats. Curled up in a ball of hunger under the corner of the ruined temple, madly nibbling on something that could grind his teeth from leaves to grass stems, he felt as if he was only a head away from death.

At this time, the savior came, and a bowl of hot porridge saved his life.

Li Si was bought, although he couldn't figure out after a long time, who would buy a man who was about to starve to death.

He was taken to a place where there were many people who were just as dying as he was. He was bathed, his head cut, and he was accused of having three meals of porridge a day. When Li Sizhen was holding a bowl made of coconut shells, and the bowl was full of hot porridge, he squatted in the corner and cried, his whole body trembling as if he was swinging - he had never cried like this when Li Si's mother died.

He was then sent to Lingao County on Hainan Island - a magical place, full of all kinds of magical and unheard of objects. Australian elders, like immortals, have nothing they can't do.

When he got on the boat, he was full of trepidation, it was the first time he had seen the sea. Li Si would never have guessed that he would watch the sea beg for life every day by the sea in the future.

When he first arrived in Lingao, Li Si stayed in the purification camp for a month. There he knew that he had arrived in Hainan and was now under the hands of the Australians.

Li Si learned to wear Australian-style clothes in the purification camp, knew how to wash his face and brush his teeth every day, and learned to read and write - he couldn't remember how many times he lay on the straw mat in the dormitory at night, and his eyes were wide open and he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that when he woke up, he would still be curled up in the corner of the ruined temple.

For him, this qiē really feels like crawling out of hell, and the Australian chief is the bodhisattva of great compassion and universal compassion for all sentient beings.

Later, Li Si was sent to work as a stevedore on the Bopu wharf. The Australian governor taught him to read and write, he got a C diploma, and was given a large size: Ang Lee. But he still called himself Li Si, and the tuba would be used after it became Yu Ministry.

He's been on the docks for years, and now he's a squad leader, with more than two dozen men under him. But he knew it wasn't enough. Cadres are required to wear clothes with four pockets, and every week they have to "go to the top for meetings."

Li Si knew that it was because his education was too low, and his head, Luo Zhongxu, the captain of the dock loading and unloading team, had always asked him to get a professional certificate. But running around the docks every day, he really didn't have time to go to cram school.

The whistle that served as the clock sounded twelve times, and Li Si wiped the sweat from his head with the towel around his neck, put down the shovel, and beckoned his men to gather—it was already time for lunch, and the iron ore sent from Sanya was piled up into several hills, and although a lot of it was transported in the morning, about two-thirds of it was still there, and he still had to work hard in the afternoon.

The stevedores slowly gathered and walked to the canteen in twos and threes. Li Si lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly walked along the railroad tracks by the dock. He turned his head to look at the large and small ships parked in the docks, and from time to time he greeted the stevedores he knew—he felt a sense of pride that there was no one on the dock that he did not know, and no one did not know him. Even the Australian governor knows Li Si's number one.

Behind him, there was the sound of a small train "chirping" over the tracks. That's the voice that Li Si is used to hearing every day, probably sending the ore that has just been loaded to the steel factory, right? Li Sitou didn't bother to go back, thinking in his heart that this month's salary would be almost enough to pay for the house, and then he could see if he could ask for a mother-in-law......

The sound of the train got closer and closer, and suddenly there was a loud noise, Li Si didn't have time to react, only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and as soon as it was dark in front of him, the person fell forward.

Loading and unloading safety record of Bopu Wharf under Lingao Senate: On January 2, 6-1, the boiler explosion accident of the raw freight locomotive in Area B, three people were killed at the explosion site, six people were injured, and the total loss of property was about ......

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In the workshop of Lingao Iron and Steel Plant, Zhang Youlu pushed the car hard. Autumn is still quite hot in Lingao, and even more so in the ironworks workshop. Zhang Youlu's blue overalls were completely soaked, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body.

But he didn't dare to take off his work clothes, as long as the elders saw someone walking around the workshop without work clothes, they would immediately let people write down the work number, and then they would deduct half of the day's salary, and by the way, the squad leader on duty would also deduct half of the day's salary.

Zhang Youlu is not a native of Lingao, he used to help in a small blacksmith shop in Leizhou, and the family of five - Zhang Youlu and his wife and two children, and Zhang Youlu's wife - can be half hungry and half full.

Unfortunately, five years ago, the head craftsman of the blacksmith shop was infected with the epidemic in the spring, and he couldn't afford to get sick, and the blacksmith shop was also closed, and Zhang Youlu's family suddenly fell into a desperate situation.

It happened that the Australians sent people to recruit people everywhere, and I heard that the days of Lingao were very passing. Zhang Youlu was ruthless and made the biggest gamble of his life - it turned out that he won the bet. As soon as Zhang Youlu settled in Lingao, he felt that the life in this place was really good. As long as you are willing to spend your energy, you can always find a job, and as long as you have a job, you will have something to eat.

Zhang Youlu's blacksmith skills are very ordinary, although he can only do a manual labor when he enters the steel factory, but his income is much better than in Leizhou before - the workers in the steel factory belong to the "heavy laborers", so there is a "labor subsidy". Although Zhang Youlu received the lowest level of "subsidy", he received much more than ordinary workers. Zhang Youlu vaguely remembers that when he got his salary in the first month, he was still flustered, pinching the circulation coupon in his hand, and always felt unreliable. A few pieces of paper to beat someone? Can this piece of paper printed with flowers be exchanged for an old snack?

Later, it was a co-worker who taught him, and he learned that there were numbers on the pieces of paper, marked with the face value of each sheet. He soon learned to read the numbers called "Arabic numerals", but he never knew how to write them—the negotiable bills were very good, and he took his first month's salary, carried dozens of catties of rice to his family, and pulled a few feet of cloth for his wife and wife, and made clothes for the children. On the day when the whole family gathered around the table to eat, the old lady couldn't stop crying, saying that she hadn't eaten so steadily for decades. He also said that it was a pity that Ah Da and Xiu Nizi didn't live such a life.

Ah Da and Xiu Nizi are Zhang Youlu's eldest son and third daughter, and they both called the plague god to take them away in the spring plague five years ago.

However, the second and fourth children are very blessed, they are now studying in the national school in Fangcaodi, and they have a lunch every day that does not cost money.

Zhang Youlu pushed the heavy ore cart to the side of the stockpile, unloaded the ore, and pushed the empty cart back. Workers walked past him and called him to go to lunch. He realized that the time had passed twelve times - because the "Australians" used the whistle as a clock, so after a period of adaptation, the local people and naturalized people used the word "Ruoyu" to refer to the time.

In the cafeteria, he picked up two bowls of rice, feeling a little bottom in his stomach, but he never ate his share of the dish - the canteen of the steel factory has a lot of food, and every day there are either fish or meat, or eggs, and a lot of vegetables. Zhang Youlu was reluctant to eat, so he poured it into the small lid box he brought and took it home. Watching the two babies gobble up the dishes in the canteen at night is the most ironing moment of the day.

After eating, the squad leader started the soda ticket. Workers in the steel mill have a daily quota of salt soda, and the furnace foreman has the most, with four bottles, and he has the fewest laborers, with one bottle. Zhang Youlu was still reluctant to drink it himself, and he planned to bring the soda back. The fourth child in the family loves to drink soda the most, and every time he grabs it with the second child. In five years, when the second child is sixteen years old and can work, he will be able to live a better life...... Zhang Youde poured white water to the side, drank three bowls after a while, and had a round stomach.

Wipe your mouth and feel more comfortable. The squad leader was already beckoning everyone to go back to work, so he went to load and unload the ore again.

The weather in the afternoon was extremely hot, Zhang Youlu ran a few times, and felt that something was wrong with his body, and his chest was stuffy and a little painful.

Could it be that something is wrong? It doesn't seem to be.

Hey, really, after a few days of full food, people have become delicate, so can you still not bear this little work?

He ran again, and felt that it was really no longer possible - he was sweating profusely, his eyes were flowering, and his chest was in pain.

Zhang Youlu had to find a windy corner and squat, thinking about blowing the wind, maybe he could get better.

The squad leader's voice shouted: "Lao Zhang, why is your face like this?" Not feeling well? ”

He looked up at the place where the sound had come from, but his vision was blurry. He put his hands on the wall and tried to stand up, saying "I'm fine" by the way...... But before this sentence could be spoken, Zhang Youlu's eyes went dark and he fell.

-- Lingao Iron and Steel Plant production safety record: On June 4, 6-1, Li Gong Zhang Youlu died suddenly at work, and his body was sent to the General Hospital for treatment.

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Sun Shou wiped the sweat from his head with a towel around his neck and walked towards his ox cart.

He limped forward in the square, his steps were not fast, and his wooden feet would creak from the last time he soaked in water, and it seemed that he was going to be repaired. Maintenance?

- Sun Shou is a disabled person, his left leg was amputated at the knee, but after installing a wooden foot, he was finally able to let go of the crutches and walk, but he couldn't walk fast and his posture was not good-looking. But Sun Shou felt that it was already good that he could walk, and there was really nothing to be picky about.

Last time, Fu Xiaosan of the cowshed asked him what was going on with his leg, and Sun Shou told him that he was shot when he was charging with his brother during the Chengmai battle. Fu Xiaosan immediately admired him, changed his title from "Old Sun" to "Uncle Sun", and pestered him to ask him to talk about the officers and soldiers of the Chengmai War of the Fubo Army. Sun Shou smiled and refused to talk more, reminded Fu Xiaosan to feed the cow water, and walked away with a squeak.

- How could he tell Fu Xiaosan that he was actually shot while charging at the Fubo Army?

At the beginning, Sun Shou was still the commander of the imperial court, and in the Battle of Chengmai, he wielded a waist knife in his right hand and a rattan shield in his left hand, and when he led several of his brothers to kill the earthen embankment of the Fubo army, his mind was full of thoughts of promoting official wealth.

It was probably just a matter of drinking saliva, and the thieves' "headshots" - he later learned that it was called a typewriter - dispelled his dream of promotion from then on, taking his left leg and the lives of his brothers by the way.

When he awoke, he was lying naked in a tent, covered with a white cloth, and his left leg ached in a heart-piercing pain, which had been sawed off by the Fubo Army's doctors.

The Australians transported him to Bairen, and then to Mayuan, and asked the military doctor to treat his leg. The officers and soldiers have always dismissed the wounded soldier for a few truckloads of silver, and the Australians were much more benevolent and arranged for him to make a living. Sun Shou is very grateful, under the rule of Daming, he can only ask for food with such a disability, and after a few years of downfall, he will be a dead end. The best outcome is a broken mat rolled up and sent to the transformation field, if you are unlucky, you will probably have to die in the belly of the dog.

In the end, Sun Shou arrived at the transport team with a wooden leg, and he was assigned to catch the car.

First of all, he built roads, and his ox carts traveled between Bairen and the construction site every day, transporting tools and food - the roads were built by the officers and soldiers captured in the Chengmai battle, his former comrades and commanders. The former officers were all gray-faced, dressed in freshman uniforms, and their freshly shaved scalps were dazzling in the blazing sun of Qiongzhou. They saw the ox cart passing by, but they could only look up, and then they continued to build the road under the threat of the bayonets of the Fubo army guarding it. Looking at the depressed appearance of the dog officials, Sun Shou was still very happy in his heart.

As time passed, many captives were ransomed and returned to the Big 6. But there is no one in Sun Shou's family for a long time, so naturally no one will come to redeem him, and he doesn't want to go back. Lingao, a place name that had acquired an affectionate flavor for him, was the place where his new life began, and he had found his value.

Sun Shou was a very clever man, relying on the salary he had saved when he was an official and in the army, he had successfully redeemed himself in less than a year - most people took two to three years, and from the day he began to receive his salary, he started his small business.

He buys all kinds of cheap groceries from Dongmen Market - there are so many new things in Dongmen Market - and puts them in a bag and carries them in the car, and then as long as he goes to one place, he will sell them to local small merchants, and he can make a profit of one to five percent of his effort.

Sun Shou's mouth is very eloquent, and he knows how to please people, and he smiles when he sees people, and he does not shirk his life. took out the previous perfunctory officers in the army, the transport team liked him up and down, and they all knew that "Lao Sun is a good person", so he adjusted his salary much faster than others, and now his salary is even higher than several veterans from the Fubo army.

After a while, he had saved up a lot of negotiable notes, and he was the first in the convoy to buy a house, and he didn't take out any loans—Sun Shou, like all the traditional Ming people, was very disgusted with the feeling of owing money.

Today's mission is to go to the high mountain range, and it is a batch of materials, which are said to be newly produced wires. The entire convoy dispatched twelve vehicles, and Sun Shou was the fourth. Gaoshan Ridge is the important place of the Senate, which is a military area, and ordinary natives cannot go there. Sun Shou's car also sat an escort, he was wearing the uniform of the 6th Army of the Fubo Army, and his rank was a sergeant. He carried a Minnie rifle without a bayonet on his back, and sat next to Sun Shou without saying a word. While Sun Shou was rushing to the car, he handed over a "holy boat" to the escort, and in a burst of smoke, the two began to gossip, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

By noon, they were halfway there. The convoy stopped to rest for a while, fed the cattle some feed and water, and then had to cross a big slope, there were more than ten miles of mountain roads, and after walking this mountain road, the base of Gaoshan Ridge was almost in sight.

The road was supposed to be well repaired, but it rained heavily the other day, and there were still some muddy bumps in a few low-lying places. On the other side of the road is a mountain stream, with a height difference of four or five meters from the roadbed, because of the rain, the water in the mountain stream is very abundant, and the water is flowing loudly.

At this time, Sun Shou and the escort were already acquainted, a "Lao Sun" and a "Lao Liu" had a good chat, and the two of them were talking about jokes between men...... Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the hillside beside the road, and a pile of rocks and dirt poured down the road.

It's a landslide

Although there were not many earth and rocks sliding down the mountain, the loud noise and falling stones had startled the two oxen on Sun Shou's cart. Before Sun Shou could react, the startled cows roared angrily, collided with each other and ran around, and finally knocked over an escort who tried to block the road, rushed out of the roadside, and suddenly fell. Naturally, the ox cart was also taken down, and with a "boom" it was upside down in the mountain stream, splashing a large splash.

-- The transportation record of the second transport team of Bairen: On January 6, 63, on the task of transporting wires in Gaoshan Ridge, due to a road collapse, a vehicle overturned accident, two people died, one person was seriously injured, and the total loss of assets was ......

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Qian Zhen walked on the playground of the 6th Army training base in Mayuanbao, his waist was straight, the belt buckle was shining, and the rows of colorful medals on his chest (that is, the kind of colored squares common on the chests of Kuomintang generals in "The Great Battle"), attracted the envious eyes of several recruits.

Of course, Qian Zhen would not take them seriously. These are all newly recruited soldiers from the naturalized people, and within a few days of coming out of the purification camp, they speak Mandarin mixed with local accents, and they are all lying on their backs, their knees are as soft as noodles, and they kneel on the ground at every turn, and they are useless when they look at it.

Qian Zhen is a native of Yanchang Village, and when the Senate recruited soldiers in Yanchang Village, he was the first to sign up.

At that time, Bairen was still a small place, and Dongmen City was not as big as one-fifth of what it is now.

He still remembers the first day when he walked in the queue, he couldn't tell the difference between left and right, the instructor taught him a few times, he always twisted it, and then the instructor taught him to wear shoes on his left foot and barefoot on his right foot. The instructor shouted: "Left" He hesitated for a long time, and finally raised his bare foot.

The whole team laughed for a moment. He has since earned the nickname "Money Barefoot".

He lay on his bunk at night and vowed to be the best soldier.

He did it.

He participated in the anti-bandit operation in Lingao. He remembered the first time he picked up his Mini rifle and shot at a living person, his mouth immediately filled with an indescribable bitter taste, and his throat felt like swallowing a handful of dirt.

By the time the crackdown was over, he was already a sergeant, and for killing three bandits, he was awarded the second-class meritorious service and the Medal of Valor, and was rated as an "excellent soldier". Those who called him "money barefoot" have since shut their mouths forever.

During the Battle of Chengmai, he stood on the front line of the earthen embankment and fired at the swarming officers and soldiers again and again.

When the officers and men finally hit the earthen embankment, he was the first infantry to rush forward with bayonets.

He was hit by two arrows, stabbed, covered in blood, and stabbed two officers and soldiers to death with a loud roar of rage, and used a grenade to force back the attack of the officers and soldiers.

After the war, Commander He personally went to the hospital and awarded the medal of "Heroic Soldier" to Qian Zhen, who was lying on the hospital bed covered in bandages and unable to move.

He was immediately promoted to second lieutenant and assigned to the next rank of the "Officer Training and Guidance Team".

Qian Zhen continued to work hard, and on the training ground of Mayuanbao, he went from "officer training and guidance team" to "military training" and then to "officer training regiment".

He has been to Guangzhou, to Taiwan, to Fujian, to the savages, to the pirates, and to the Japanese Japanese.

Under the banner of the Crusaders in the Senate, he was never absent.

Now he is a captain of the 6th Army of the Fubo Army, an infantry expert, and an instructor of the military training team. Stars glittered on the shoulders of the gray uniform, and the road ahead shone brightly. The veteran officers favored him, and You Lao Hu once patted him on the shoulder and said that he would definitely become the backbone of the future Sixth Army, and maybe in the future he could be the battalion commander - yes, the new infantry battalion was being formed. The combat operations of the Fubo Army in the Big 6 are becoming more and more unfolded, and more troops need to be invested. This group of recruits came out, and maybe they would be his subordinates in the future.

Qian Zhen watched the recruits walk in the queue, these recruits still need to continue to practice, and there are still many people who are left and right.

Thinking of this, his face was slightly hot.

He didn't want to show such a face in front of his orderlies, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the live-fire training area.

Under the instruction of the instructor, the recruits use Minnie rifles to perform disassembly loading and shooting maneuvers. They were still rusty and incoherent, and many of them were overwhelmed by the instructor's hurried commands.

Qian Zhen thought that he still had to continue to strengthen his training

Further ahead, there is a bomb throwing training area, and the instructor is a soldier he has trained before, called Fu Shengcai.

Fu Shengcai saw him come and shouted the order, and all the soldiers turned back and saluted him together.

Qian Zhen returned the salute and motioned for the training to continue.

According to the rules of the discipline, recruits should first use training shells to simulate throwing 20 times, and then throw live ammunition once, each training session lasts two hours.

The recruits followed Fu Shengcai's command and threw training bombs with decomposition movements.

Qian Zhen was pleased to see that a few of them threw quite far and had the potential to be grenadiers. But overall, it's still quite rusty. Probably because of his presence - the recruits were always a little nervous when they saw the officers watching.

The following is a live-fire training, Fu Shengcai finished distributing the grenades, and first made a demonstration -- the grenade thrown by Fu Shengcai landed and exploded more than 6 meters away, raising a cloud of smoke. The recruits were stunned, they were all seeing a grenade explode for the first time.

Qian Zhen approached the queue, he planned to take a closer look, and if there were good seedlings, he must find out.

The Australian patriarchs are right when they say that expertise needs to be dedicated, but expertise needs to be present.

Fu Shengcai stood beside him and exchanged glances with him.

Qian Zhen heard Fu Shengcai shouting the password.

1. Take off your hat

2. Lanyards

Three--string pulling

4. Throwing

One of the recruits closest to him made a mistake, and his grenade came out of his hand and landed at his feet.

Captain Qian Zhen didn't have time to think about it at all, just shouted: "Lie down" and pushed away Fu Shengcai beside him, jumped forward, kicked down the frightened recruit, and threw himself on the grenade that was still rolling.

Then the grenade exploded.

-- Mayuanbao Military Training Safety Record: On November 4, 6-1, the seventh detachment of the recruit training team threw live ammunition trainees in an accident, and military instructor Captain Qian Zhen died in the line of duty......

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Zhao Zhulong likes others to call him Zhao Da, followed by "brother", it is best to follow "master", "uncle" is also okay, and "uncle" is also reluctant.

This rotten name was given to him by his father, and Zhao's father said: "The pig cage is full of gold in the water, we fish, where can we enter if we don't enter the water?" ”

Zhao Zhulong's father was Zhao Jinhai, who died when Zhao Zhulong was fifteen years old, and in a storm without warning, he didn't even come back with a boat.

Zhao Zhulong's mother kept saying that his father's name was wrong, Jinhai Jinhai, that is into the sea, into the sea, where can it come out.

Zhao Zhulong lost his father at the age of fifteen, went to sea with his second uncle at the age of sixteen, and joined Jin Daxiong's sea gang at the age of eighteen.

After a year, Jin Daxiong was killed on the spot when he robbed a Fujian boat, and his sea gang was also dispersed, Zhao Zhulong and a few brothers with good relations voted for Zhucai's old gang, and they were crisscrossed at sea for several years, but they didn't expect Zhucai Lao to be defeated by Zheng Zhilong in a battle, and the entire gang was dispersed. Zhao Zhulong also followed the leader of his own guy, followed Shi Shixi, and went to Lingao's Australians.

Then, Zhao Zhulong cut his head, changed his clothes, and entered the study class like the bosses. After half a year of "political study", he actually passed the C diploma, and was ridiculed by the former boss: "Zhao Zhulong, I can't see it, you are still a reading seed"

Zhao Zhulong just smiled and didn't speak—he had been adrift at sea for many years, and one leg was rheumatism and a little lame. Studying is to stay on the shore, didn't Hu Jiumei and Boss Hu wash their feet and go ashore?

But he still did not make it ashore - the Australians, seeing that he was lame, did not let him into the navy, but put him on a cargo ship. Zhao Zhulong also changed his name to Zhao Zhulong, and was assigned a small boat to run freight on the route from Lingao to Guangzhou.

Later, Governor Wang Dezun sent an army to crusade against Qiongzhou, and the trade with Guangzhou was temporarily cut off.

At the beginning, I had nothing to do, every day in the company signing room of the Lingao Bopu Wharf, or in the office with a group of old colleagues who were also from the old fur seals, listening to the sea situation class every day, familiar with the charts, and doing "route deduction".

The Australians' nautical skills are unique, all the routes are actually calculated, but you have to understand "mathematics" to be able to know, the old fur seals are the least good at this, but there is no way, to drive the Australian ship, you have to follow the Australian method - in fact, the Australian method is much stronger than the Chinese needle road or something, at least know where they are in the sea.

Half a year later, everyone had a new ship, which the Australians called the Liberty Wheel. Zhao Zhulong's ship is called "Jingshi". This ship was larger than the red-haired boats that Zhao Zhulong had seen before, and it used sails that were neither Chinese nor Western: the sails were Chinese, and the rigging was Western. There were fewer sailors than the previous ships, and they could carry much more cargo.

Then there were the continuous transport missions: Fujian, Taiwan, Japan, following behind the butt of the fleet, transporting food, clothing, munitions, materials, and occasionally troops. When he came back, he sometimes transported people, and sometimes he transported silk and tea from Jiangnan.

This emergency voyage from Songjiang to Lingao was actually very strange, because the goods had not yet been procured, and the space of the "Jingshi" was only less than half loaded. However, the person in charge of the Senate stationed in the local area expressed his willingness to assume full responsibility, insisting that the only ship of the Senate moored at the Songjiang Wharf, the "Jingshi", should go to sea, saying that there were 100,000 urgent information to go to the Senate as soon as possible, even if the road back to Lingao was too far, and it would be okay to go to Kaohsiung City, where wireless telegraphy equipment was installed...... Seeing that his arms couldn't twist his thighs, Zhao Zhulong could only obey the order and set sail in a daze.

When I first came out of Songjiang, it was quite smooth, but since the "Jingshi" arrived at the sea surface of Fujian, the sea conditions have become worse and worse, and there are large cumulonimbus clouds in the east, thick and crowded half of the sky, and it seems that a storm is coming. Therefore, Zhao Zhulong commanded the "Jingshi" to drop the canopy and collect the sails, inspect the goods, and prepare for the storm. In the evening, the sea was indeed raining heavily, and the wind swept up more than 100 feet of waves and smashed them into the ship. Although the Australian ship was sturdy, there was a "squeak" moan from the seams of the hull.

The sailors gathered in the stern, all old sailors, and although the bumps were very bad, no one was seasick. Everyone looked at each other, listening to the loud sound of the waves hitting the hull, the shrill howling of the ropes in the wind, the torrential rain hitting the tarpaulin covering the hold, and the "thump" sound like a musket, and then suddenly it was swept away by the strong wind, and then the wind was whistling again.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the foredeck, which shook the entire hull. Zhao Zhulong looked through the front window of the stern, and it turned out that the rope of the oilcloth on the cargo hold was broken, and the wind rolled up the oilcloth without restraint and danced wildly in the air.

The "bad" front cabin was full of tea and silk, and there was no need to think about what would become of the soaked water. Zhao Zhulong was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, "Quick, go to the foredeck" Several sailors showed frightened eyes, looked at each other and did not dare to agree, Zhao Zhulong was already impatient, and pulled open the door of the stern and rushed out, but the first mate behind him moved faster, grabbed him, pushed him back to the stern, and rushed up with a few people.

Zhao Zhulong refused to shrink back like this, he scolded the cowering sailors, and at the same time grabbed the door and looked at the situation on the foredeck - the rain was fierce and the wind was fierce, the sky was as black as the bottom of a pot, the waves were raging in all directions, the hull was violently undulating and jolting, and he could only see the light from the gas lamp carried by the first mate on the foredeck, and the tarpaulin...... The tarpaulin was pulled down, it was very good, they grabbed the rope, Zhao Zhulong's heart rose to his throat, but he could only stretch his head and neck at the door of the cabin and look around.

Then, the wind swept up something on the deck, flew towards the stern with the wind, and slammed into Zhao Zhulong's forehead.

So, Zhao Zhulong's head immediately broke and he was dizzy, and his body fell out of the cabin, and a wild wave swept by, and the sea water overflowed the entire deck, and he let out an overwhelming loud noise—but he still stubbornly poked his head out of the sea. And Zhao Zhulong, who fell on the deck, was nowhere to be seen.

-- Jingshi Logbook: On February 2, 6-1, the ship was hit by a storm in the Taiwan Strait, killing 15 people from the captain down, wounding 20 people, and 5 missing. The ship's hull structure was damaged and unable to continue sailing, and it has now run aground in Xiapu, Fujian Province, preparing to repair the hull and rescue the wounded...... The urgent letter consigned by the Matsue Merchant House was missing in the storm, and the Senate was asked to contact the Matsue side to make up for it......

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However, this qiē creator of light and darkness, hope and despair, revered by countless people as a god, and also regarded by many as the existence of the demon king, the supreme leader of the great Lingao Senate, the chairman of the eternal glorious and correct executive committee, Wen Dehei, did not pass the cruel blood sacrifice at this time, drew the power of evil from death and despair, stepped on countless corpses and ascended to the supreme throne, and looked down on all beings from a lonely height...... Instead, he stood behind his desk without grace, staring at the map hanging on the wall, clutching his head in a hurry.

“…… Alas, it's too bad, it's terrible, it's terrible, there is a wave of Australian traversers coming, and I've been in contact with a lot of Europeans, and now I have to help them all, I really regret it, I shouldn't have slapped my head at the beginning, and I casually claimed to be Australian, and now I don't know how to face people from Australia, why didn't I think that I could claim to be from Antarctica? At least emperor penguins don't chew their tongues with others......"

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