The level of care at Shijiazhuang Baixiaer Hospital is very good.

In addition to the clean and hygienic conditions of the ward, the reasonable dietary preparation of meat and vegetables, and the nurses and aunts with an average age of more than 40 years old are also very intimate.

Although the hospital in Daming does not have a special ward, it is the master of Daming after all, and there must be enhanced care to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Therefore, Bai Xia'er can also rest assured that she can leave her father to recuperate in Hebei, and follow Zhu Fugui to the south of the Yangtze River.

His Majesty the Rich, the White Lady, the Big Plum, the Minister Sotna, and the loyal minister Zuo Zongtang.

In the future, the main characters of "Joking Dewu" and "Iron Tooth Bronze Tooth Zuo Zongtang" were all present.

However, Zhu Fugui naturally will not go south along the Grand Canal.

First, after all, Zhu Fugui is not as idle as Qianlong in the play, and he is interested in traveling all the way.

Leaving Shenzhou, Nanyang still has a bunch of things waiting for him, the supreme leader, to deal with.

Moreover, by the time the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal arrived in the late Qing Dynasty, it had long since become thin and clogged.

For the time being, Zhu Fugui has no plans to dredge the Grand Canal.

As for the millions of trough workers who rely on the canal to eat, as well as the big minions and small minions of the boat gang, the green gang, the red gang, and the axe gang on the beach that evolved from them, they have already had a new identity.

Some of them are serving in the Ming Imperial Army.

The fist that used to be swung at the weaker for the sake of the dregs of humble interests has become an iron fist of justice, and it is severely beaten on the heavenly spirit cover of the Ansa devil.

Of course, more people have become ordinary law-abiding citizens in Yinzhou.

I go to work on time every day, get off work at the end of the day, go to a teahouse or café when I have nothing to do, listen to dramas, and read newspapers.

When I have a girl I like, I will queue up overnight to buy tickets, excitedly bring popcorn, and invite her to see a new movie from the Royal Film Company.

Some wooden guys can't know girls on their own.

Every month, they will check with the Department of Civil Affairs of the Ministry of Household Affairs when the new batch of naturalized Japanese women, Korean maids, and Vietnamese girls will pass the exam.

Recently, there is an optional group, that is, the orchid dominated by Mao Mei.

It is run by the king of Chu in the Ming Dynasty, and the number is relatively small.

These women, who have been vetted and naturalized, studied and passed the assessment, are already legal citizens of the Ming Dynasty.

One of the responsibilities of the Department of Civil Affairs is to arrange for them to meet single young men of Ming nationality in an official capacity.

The good thing about the official institutions is security.

It is not only the safety of young men in Daming, but also a guarantee for those new Daming girls who have no relatives and come from afar.

The Ming court will strictly protect their power and not be harmed by certain scumbags.

Of course, be a scumbag of the Ming Dynasty and don't harm a woman from a good family, in fact, you can live a good life.

Eat one rice and raise a hundred kinds of people, some people are not so comfortable by nature.

Not a single cent of the money they earned from their hard work every month was saved, and all of it flowed into Seattle and Colyma, and finally turned into heavy taxes and flowed back to Zhu Fugui's money.

But in general, most of the slot workers who have been, or are about to become gang members, have eventually become ordinary, ordinary and happy ordinary Ming citizens.

Therefore, when Zhu Fugui's royal ship Dingyuan was slowly moored on the Huangpu River wharf, Zhu Fugui saw Shanghai Beach far more deserted than Shanghai Beach in history.

No matter how much you look down on Jiangbei people, when most of the Jiangbei victims are snatched away by Daming as treasures, Shanghai's prosperity will be greatly reduced.

However, it is said that it is subtracted, and it is also relative to the prosperity of the people who should have been in the small Paris of the East in history.

Today's Shanghai, the former American Concession, that is, the later Ming Lijian Lease as the center, is no less developed than Tianjin.

As the place where the Yangtze River enters the sea, backed by the huge Yangtze River basin urban agglomeration, Shanghai has the best location advantage in China.

Unlike Beiping, no matter how weakened it is, Shanghai is destined to be a megacity.

Zhu Fugui and Zuo Zongtang swam arm in arm and got off the boat together, and Li Hongzhang, who greeted him on the dock, regretted that his intestines were blue.

He couldn't help but think that if he had responded positively when Long Live Lord released "Killing Hu Order" and ordered a coffin to show his loyalty, he would probably not be Tang Guogong now, but Tang Wang, right?

And he can also hold the arm of the Lord of Long Live and shout affectionately: "Dad, my loving father!" ”

Isn't he coming with a steady stream of aid?

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world.

Li Hongzhang had no choice but to let go of the fact that he misjudged the general trend of the world back then, so that he missed the opportunity, and focused on the future.

But at least, he is better than Zeng Guofan.

He is a mistake that turns into a thousand years of hatred, and then looks back on a hundred years of body.

Shaking his head, Li Hongzhang calmed down and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

A fifty-year-old man has an agility that is not commensurate with it, and he knelt down in front of the Son of Heaven for a long distance, grabbed the ground with his head, and shouted: "Long live the minister Li Hongzhang to greet Long live, long live, long live!" ”

Zhu Fugui put down Zuo Zongtang's sleeves, his waist was straight, his hands were slightly about seven or eight centimeters, and he said lightly: "Tang Guogong, flatten!" ”

"Long live thanks!"

After Li Hongzhang knocked nine times, he raised his head, took out a scroll from his arms, held it high above his head, and said, "Wechen heard that Long Live Lord and Song are not happy, and Wechen is stupid, so that he is a big mistake.

This is the ancestral Tang dynasty Yan Zhenqing of the Suqian squire Zhang "Fenglin Tablet Preface", Weichen has repeatedly studied, it seems to be a genuine work, but it can not be determined.

Long live the master is the world's calligraphy, the minister is fortunate to see the royal pen of the master in Fengdu Guozi supervised the school tablet, ingenious and majestic, although the two kings can not be compared, it is actually the world's first calligraphy everyone.

Therefore, Weichen has the courage to ask Long Live Lord to help Yuchen taste this book! ”

"Oh?"

Zhu Fugui raised his eyebrows, and took over the beautifully bound Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy.

When I opened it, I was greeted by the quaint atmosphere of the scroll.

Zhu Fugui groaned: "With my 25 years of attainments, I think that this painting may be true or false, of course, it may not be true or false, but no matter what, my judgment should not be wrong." Li Aiqing, you will put this calligraphy and painting here for a few days, and I will criticize it when I go back. ”

As he spoke, Zhu Fugui rolled up Yan Zhenqing's words again and handed them to the old Eunuch Li on the side to put them away.

Lao Eunuch Li stuffed it into his sleeve, and it was like a mud cow entering the sea and disappearing without a trace.

Li Hongzhang also breathed a sigh of relief, and his title in the mouth of Long Live Lord finally changed from "Tang Guogong" back to "Li Aiqing".

This genuine painting of Yan Gong, which was acquired with a lot of money, is finally worth the price.