Hehua took the clothes handed over by Zhang Han and compared them on himself, "History powder?" I'm a fan of history!"

Probably because of the nature of the work, Zhang Han is very good at choosing clothes, and the clothes handed over are the improved Hanfu, the very popular white shirt with bamboo blue horse-faced skirt, the color matching is youthful and vibrant, but because of the style, there is an elegance of Ming Hanfu in it.

Hehua liked it very much, and while gesturing with his clothes, he asked Zhang Han, "Is he a fan of the dynasty?" Or are you a character fan?"

"Powder?"

glanced at the horse-faced skirt that Zhang Han chose for her, her movements paused slightly, her eyes turned slightly, and she added another sentence.

Zhang Han smiled, "Half a powder." "But I prefer Qin, Han and Tang a little more."

"Oh~~ I like Qin Han." Hehua's eyes were crooked, and he put down his horse-faced skirt, "Isn't this a coincidence? I happen to be from Daqin. "

Zhang Hanwan'er, his eyes fell on Hehua who was picking out clothes, "You clean up, I'll wait for you outside." ”

"Okay, wait for me for ten minutes, I'll be fine for ten minutes." Tsuru Road.

Zhang Han bowed his head, turned around and walked out of the house, and closed the door with his backhand.

Ten minutes?

I'm afraid I can't.

How can a little girl clean up in ten minutes? Except for Professor He, who doesn't dress up, he hasn't met a second one.

Zhang Han smiled and raised his hand to press on the earphone, "When does the old leader have time today?"

"Two hours later?" Zhang Han raised his eyes and looked at the door, "Yes, see you at the old place." ”

Make an appointment with the old leader, Zhang Han's mobile phone vibrated a little, the man took out his mobile phone, unlocked the screen, and the latest news from his colleagues in WeChat, he read it at a glance and ten lines, raised his eyebrows, and replied with a few words in the dialog box with his fingertips: Received, send me a bouquet of flowers.

The colleague replied with a speechless emoji.

[Social Animal 007: You can really afford to put it down. 】

[Social Animal 007: Xiao Wang almost couldn't survive, you are like no one, really let go? 】

[Ghost Hunting Chapter Heavenly Master: En. 】

[Social Animal 007: Cow! 】

Zhang Han locked the screen and put the phone back in his pocket.

The door creaked open.

Zhang Han looked up.

The bloated hospital gown was changed

Lolita's small skirt, raspberry red decorated with lace, lining people delicately and pretty, the only fly in the ointment is that the girl really doesn't know how to do hairstyles, long hair tied into two ponytails, tied a little asymmetrical, one high, one low, looks a little young and childish, and the hair ornament is also crooked because of the high and low ponytail, although asymmetrical, but there is a childish cuteness.

Zhang Han's eyes lit up, "I thought you would wear Hanfu."

"When I was a princess, I wore Hanfu every day, and when I came to you, of course I had to change my taste." Hehua put on the hand ornament on his wrist and spun around in front of Zhang Han, "How is it? Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful."

Zhang Hanwaner.

If Professor He hadn't encountered those things, Professor He would probably be like this today. I like to wear beautiful little skirts, I like all kinds of food, and I am delicate and pretty, which can make people soften their hearts.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

The wheels of history are rolling forward, and the flowers pampered in the greenhouse are destined to be crushed under the wheels.

The smile on Zhang Han's face faded.

The elevator descended silently.

Zhang Han made a gesture of invitation to Hehua, "Little princess, can you get off?" This action obviously coaxed her to take the child, Hehua sneered, carried the small skirt, and strode into the elevator with his head held high.

"Get on the road."

Hehua's chin was slightly raised, and he said arrogantly, "General Zhanglang."

Zhang Lang general?

Zhang Han raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help laughing.

"The old leader has retired from the army and is more strict, so you should be more careful when you talk to him." Zhang Han closed the elevator and explained the precautions to Hehua.

"Oh, the legendary military boss?"

Hehua nodded.

Zhang Han's brows moved slightly, "You can say that."

"I'll take notice."

Hehua smiled sweetly.

She comes into contact with either the military bosses every day, or the pillars of consolidation, Wang Zhimeng Tian, Meng Yi and Li Si, which one is not a capable general praised in history?

She has seen too much, and she does not have the awe of ordinary people for the superior of these capable generals, but feels that they are very common, and their temperament is no different from ordinary people, they are all smart people who are thorough.

It is easy to talk to smart people, and as soon as she speaks, they perceive her thoughts

Even if she doesn't say the following words, they can express their opinions according to her words, or agree, or disagree, or this thing is difficult to do, and what are the reasons for the difficulty, and how to solve these difficult reasons.

- In short, the main one is extremely smart, and there is a degree of advance and retreat.

To be able to climb to this position, one's own talent is very important, but character is equally important.

Han Xin's military talents are unparalleled, but his prestige and status in the court are far inferior to Wang Ben and Meng Tian.

Meng Tian is introverted and calm, with a very big picture view, Wang Ben is free and unruly, he is a father's mouth, Han Xin is different, he is talented in military ability, and he is also talented in other abilities, and the offended person can be lined up from Xianyang to the South China Sea, and a broad-minded person like the eldest brother can be so angry that he has no intention of eating, it can be seen that if this person is not really unrelated to his career, even if he relies on the ability of a peerless general to succeed in the position, he can also rely on his own personality to degrade himself to a white body, focusing on a ten-generation emotional intelligence for a general's talent.

Of course, Zhang Han's old leader is obviously not a person like Han Xin, otherwise he would not have taken over national security after retiring from the military.

A special department like national security is by no means something that can be managed by five big and three coarse martial artists, and it is necessary to be meticulous, discerning, and have a big heart that is extremely resistant to pressure, after all, this department is exposed to too many bizarre things, and without a big heart, it can't survive at all.

The elevator went up, and there was a lawn and asphalt road outside, which was completely different from the scene when Hehua followed Zhang Han in, Hehua took a look, and said that this place was a maze and a maze was raised, more like a semi-military fortress, and no one led it to find the way at all.

The elevator doors are opened.

Zhang Han raised his hand to block the door and made a gesture of invitation to Hehua. Hehua nodded and walked out of the elevator with his feet raised.

There was a private car parked on the asphalt road. It's not the one that Zhang Han picked her up before, but an ordinary private car.

Zhang Han opened the car door.

Hehua sat in the passenger seat with a small skirt and raised his hand to fasten his seat belt.

"Do you have so many cars in your department?" Hehua asked Zhang Han curiously, "Every time you go on a mission, the car you drive is different?"

"…… There weren't a lot of cars either. Zhang Han pressed the brake and drove out with one foot on the accelerator, "This is an official car, the more ordinary the better."

"The last time I picked you up, it was Wang Li's car." "Limited luxury cars, normal owners will avoid them when they see them, and they can save a lot of time on the road."

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Hua sighed, "It turned out to be his car." - No wonder it's so arrogant.

The sedan sped on a flat asphalt road.

Zhang Han drove very steadily, did not brake sharply, did not rush, and was clean and tidy, there was no peculiar smell in the car, only a faint fragrance of gardenias, in this case, it was a pleasure to sit in his car, Hehua leaned on the back of the chair and squinted comfortably.

Zhang Han turned on the car music.

Soothing music is like a hypnotic charm, Hehua smells the flowers, listens to the music, and falls asleep after a while.

Dozing off, Hehua woke up in Daqin.

The other one in her body is really weak, even if it is a short awakening, for Daqin, more than ten days have passed, midsummer is autumn, the weather is a little less hot, it is a good time to enjoy the scenery and play.

Father was busy with government affairs, and the ministers of consolidation were all summoned by him, and even people like Lu Pheasant Xiao He, who was only responsible for the operation of the factory, were called together, which was rare, and most of them were discussing the expansion of the factory.

The territory was defeated, but the local poor clanged, and they had to subsidize food and silver money into it, such a situation was obviously not what my father wanted to see, so the territory expanded, and the factories should also expand, according to the local soil and climate, discuss what kind of factories to build in the local area, and which aspect of the economy to develop.

There was no one around, and Hehua was bored, so he asked for the factory accounts, and looked through them one by one to see how far the factory had developed during the period of time when he was in a coma.

Don't look at don't know, look at the startled, the automatic loom factory that was just put into operation at the beginning of this year, now almost the cost of the early investment to earn back, faster speed, more exquisite patterns, so that the cloth produced here was sold out as soon as it was put on the market, not to mention the Silk Road and the Maritime Silk Road to sell to various places, and the cloth produced by today's automatic loom factory is not enough to meet the demand in Guanzhong.

It's good that there are a few more loom factories like this. She didn't build this kind of factory just to make money from Guanzhong, overseas places are her ultimate goal.

"Han Shu, bring the topographic map of Guanzhong." Hehua ordered the cold crisp.

"Qin, here." The cold crisp palm came to the map and spread it on the Hehua case.

Hehua picked a new factory site on the map, "This land belongs to Wang Xuan and cannot be touched." "This piece is Feng Quji's, this piece is Feng Zheng's, this piece is Li Si's, this piece is-"

The voice paused slightly, Hehua took the pen and sketched the new factory site on the map, and his eyes crooked with a smile, "Well, Mengyi's land can be touched." "The new site is here, and the transportation is convenient

, the terrain is also good, and it is not troublesome to build. "

"Princess, you are covered with the autumn wind again." Han Su couldn't help laughing.

Hehua Zhenzhen said, "What is the autumn wind? I'll give him the money. "Of course, he is such a high-spirited person, and he definitely doesn't need money."

"I don't want money, so I'll give him shares and let him get dividends at the end of the year." "In short, I will never be like my father, thinking about the subordinates every day."

"Get the paper, I'm going to write a letter to Meng Yi." Tsuru Road.

Chill and take the letterhead.

Hehua writes with a pen.

As soon as she came back from Biansai, she fell into a long coma due to the extreme weakness of her other self, and during this period of coma, Meng Yi wrote back many times to ask her how she was doing, but her time to be awake was really limited, and in the limited time, she did not consult with her father

The new industry is to talk to my father about what I have seen in another world, and the time is full, and I will leave the reply to Hanshu to do it for me.

This is obviously a very rude behavior, but Meng Yi has always tolerated her, he doesn't care about such details, it doesn't matter who replies to the letter, the important thing is that she is safe and sound, yes, as long as she is safe, don't say just let Han Shu reply to the letter instead of her, even if she doesn't reply a word, he won't blame her.

Who made him so happy to indulge her?—— people who are favored always have nothing to fear.

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Hehua bent his eyes and smiled, and began to write a letter.

Write about what he has done recently, what the weather is like, this kind of weather is suitable for going out to ride and shoot, but unfortunately he is not there, Wang Li will only compete with her in riding and shooting, Zhang Han is a stuffy gourd, it is not interesting to go out with them to ride and shoot, and it is interesting to ask him to come back.

I look forward to his return, but I am afraid of delaying his affairs.

Straight road is the most concerned thing in the past few years, not the slightest careless, especially in this kind of territory crazy expansion, and factories are everywhere in Daqin, the importance of the straight road is more and more prominent, not only can quickly assemble the army of military engineering, but also connect the veins of Daqin, shorten the trade time, so that the currency can circulate more quickly.

Hehua supported his face with one hand, a little melancholy.

She has just seen the progress map of the straight road, the treasury has money, and my father has the confidence to do anything, originally only built a straight road from Xianyang to the side plug, and now there are a few more straight roads to other places to facilitate the transportation of goods and the passage of the Qianshou.

Originally, only one was built, but now several are being started at the same time, and Meng Yi's workload can be seen.

At the beginning, he said that he would return in three years, but according to the current situation, don't say three years, I am afraid that I will not come in six years.

Thinking in his heart, Hehua couldn't help but ask in the letter, asking whether Meng Yi would miss the appointment, and asking when Meng Yi would come back. But after writing these words, she felt that she was very childish, this is Meng Yi's job, it was useless for her to ask, according to Meng Yi's responsible nature, he would never return to Xianyang until he finished his own work.

Hehua pursed his lips and added another sentence, asking Meng Yi to build a straight road well, and he didn't have to come back in a hurry because of her words. - Of course, Meng Yi has a clear priority, and he will not rush back because of her words.

Building the straight is a big project, and before the straight is completed, Meng Yi is less likely to come back than if she has a complete industrial chain now.

Hehua sighed and continued to write.

Further down is the matter of her taking Meng Yi's land for herself.

said that she was taking it for herself, but in fact, she was letting Meng Yi use the land as a shareholder and build a factory to make a steady profit, she was sending money to Meng Yi, of course she was justified.

Hehua analyzes the pros and cons, promises shares, and the conditions offered are exciting at a glance.

It seems that once the chatterbox is opened, it can no longer be contained, a letter is written several pages unconsciously, Hehua's wrist is a little sore, so he stopped writing anymore, let Han Shu take the envelope, fold the letter neatly and stuff it into the envelope, and order someone to send it to Meng Yi, who is thousands of miles away.

When Zhang Han rushed over, he happened to meet the guards coming out of the Hehua Palace, the man's brows moved slightly, and his figure paused for a moment.

I've seen Lang Jiang.

The guards bowed to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han bowed slightly, and his eyes fell on the hand of the guard, General Meng's letter?

"Yes." The scout nodded, "Six hundred miles in an emergency, day and night."

Zhang Han's eyelids raised, In this case, you can send it quickly, don't delay the princess's affairs.

Here.

The guard stepped back and walked away quickly. Zhang Han narrowed his eyes and turned to enter the hall.

The little princess in the hall was probably tired, holding her face with her hands, dozing off on the desk, her little brains were little by little, and the chickens were pecking rice. Zhang Han's eyelids were slightly raised, he took off the shirt hanging on the screen, and draped it lightly on Hehua's shoulders.

Wake up, little girl. Zhang Han's fingers tapped lightly on the platform, and his voice was gentle, We have arrived.

Hehua yawned lazily,

So fast?

"It's you who fell asleep, so you feel fast." Zhang Han unfastened his seat belt.

Hehua rubbed his eyes.

The guard opened the door.

Zhang Han got out of the car.

Hehua patted her face, let herself recover a little spirit, and when she was more energetic, she got out of the car and followed Zhang Han inside. For this kind of bigwig's residence, Hehua was not curious, so he didn't look at it much, so he just followed behind Zhang Han and asked him to take him forward. The guards here are obviously extremely tight, and even if they are familiar with Zhang Han, they still need Zhang Han to show his ID to pass. - Well, it's the pomp of the military bigwigs.

Hehua muttered in his heart and followed Zhang Han to the living room.

In front of Hehua, the guard did not call Zhang Han's name, but just poured tea for the two of them, and the two of them sat down for a while, and the chief came over soon.

"Thank you."

Hehua took the tea and thanked him sweetly.

The guard glanced at Hehua and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Zhang Han raised his hand and took a sip of tea into his mouth, You go and get busy.

The guard nodded, turned around and walked out of the house, taking the door with him.

Only Hehua and Zhang Han were left in the room, Zhang Han put down the water glass, and said gently to Hehua, Don't be nervous. Although the chief is strict, he is a very good person and will not make things difficult for you.

"I know." He Hua said, "To achieve this level of official, emotional intelligence must not be low."

The higher the official position, the less likely he will take the initiative to embarrass others. First, it's unnecessary, and secondly, it's still unnecessary, a person in a high position can't afford to surrender his identity and can't get along with a child.

Hehua was mentally prepared.

But despite being mentally prepared, she couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the old chief in Zhang Han's mouth walking in from the outside. - This face is all too familiar!

It's like an elderly version of Wang Li.

No, it's not the elderly version of Wang Li, but the elderly version of Wang Ben, but without Wang Li's recklessness and Wang Ben's recklessness, his hair is gray, but he is not angry and arrogant, which is daunting.

Looking at each other, Hehua instantly knew the name of this person.

- Wang Qian.

Only Wang Zhi's father, Wang Li's grandfather, has such a stunning temperament. It was a kind of fortitude that was tempered into steel, with thunderous killing and coldness, which made people shudder at a glance.

Hehua silently withdrew his gaze.

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Zhang Han is a national security, Wang Jian is a national security and the military, so according to this official position, she reasonably suspects that Li Si is the discipline inspection/procuratorate/commission, Meng Yi is the second-in-command of Beijing, Meng Tian Wang Ben is the commander of the major military regions, and the other father she is looking for is the number one in Huaxia.

But soon, this idea was overturned by her.

No matter how much she doesn't pay attention to the news, she still knows who is the number one, that person has nothing to do with her father, and he is definitely not another father she is looking for.

Good chief.

Hehua stretched out his hand.

Hello, little ones. Wang Jian shook Hehua's hand, and his gaze stayed on Hehua's face slightly.

She is a little girl with a lot of aura, with bright eyes, neither humble nor arrogant, and there is a degree of advance and retreat. Wang Jian retracted his gaze, pointed to his seat, and sat down. Hehua sat down, Thank you, Chief.

Zhang Han connected to the computer and projected the PPT made of the information provided by Hehua on the wall, Chief, please see, this is another territory that Daqin has currently occupied.

It's bigger than our current Huaxia. Wang Jian lifted his eyelids and glanced at Hehua.

Hehua looked proud, Of course, my father is the first emperor of the ages. Of course, this must be inseparable from the support of the current Chinese land.

Hehua added, Numbers, papermaking, and thousands of catties of grain per mu, these things allow the people of Great Qin to live and work in peace and contentment, and let the world's Kyushu be completely unified, and my father has no worries, so that he can expand his territory.

"It's just that with the crazy expansion of the territory, Daqin's current productivity is becoming more and more stretched, and it can't support the expedition of Daqin's army, so I'm here to see the old chief, I hope the old chief can give us some industrial assistance, so that Daqin's banner can be planted in every corner of the world, let

The history of Wuhu chaos and modern 100 years of humiliation has completely disappeared in the long river of history!

Wang Jian's eyes were slightly dark.

Rest assured, I will not let you help me in vain.

Hehua continued, "I can teach you how to maintain the Terracotta Warriors and Horses, restore them to their original appearance, and let the world-class miracles appear to the world in their original form.

I have already asked Zhang Han to □ about this matter, and they are very grateful for your information. Wang Jian spoke slowly, but I am not a □□ person, and I am not interested in miracles and treasures

Interesting.

"I'm interested in what you just said." Wang Qian's eyes were scorching, and his gaze fell on Hehua, "Another parallel time and space, there really won't be a century-old national shame?"

Hehua was slightly stunned.

She thought that countless military bigwigs would ask her questions, asking about Daqin's invincible weapons, asking Daqin about metallurgical technology far ahead of the times, asking about Daqin's brilliant Jijin, and asking Daqin's art of war and a hundred schools of thought.

This is the question that future generations are most concerned about Daqin, and it is something that the bigwig from the army will care about, so no matter which question, she has thought of the answer to ensure that she can answer it fluently in front of the bigwig.

But she thought of countless questions and answers, but she didn't think of this one - whether she could really make the modern century-old national humiliation disappear in the long river of history.

This weather-beaten veteran, a thoughtful speaker of the special department, only pays attention to the century-old national humiliation, and only pays attention to the darkest years, the difficult years when the Chinese people were in dire straits and almost became slaves of the country.

Maybe that's the veteran.

Born in the death of the country, grew up in the destruction of the family, carried a spear at a young age, walked on the land stained red with the blood of his ancestors, and knew clearly that he would fall at any time, but he still had to continue to move forward, because he wanted to see the red flag rise and the sun leap high above the clouds, to see if the home and country they exchanged their lives for were really prosperous.

He was lucky, he survived, he finally triumphed, and returned home with honor, but his family, his comrades, everything he knew well, did not survive those difficult years, and he was forever buried under the soil sprinkled with blood.

The veteran's hatred is even more unforgettable, but the veteran is extremely eager for peace.

He has experienced the cruelty of war, so he cherishes the hard-won peace even more, but sometimes, he can't help but think how good it would be if their Chinese land had not suffered that humiliating time.

How good would it be that there were no grievances, no cultural relics were plundered, no gardens were destroyed, no people were slaughtered, and they lived their lives in peace and stability, trying to follow in the footsteps of developed countries.

It's a pity that there are none. That history of humiliation is a history that makes people's blood pressure soar more than the history of the Song Dynasty than the history of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and it is truly depressing.

No.

After a moment of silence, Hehua slowly spoke, "Father is the greatest emperor, and there is no one, he will nip all threats in the bud.

The hundred-year-old national humiliation you are worried about will definitely not appear on the land under the rule of Great Qin.

Not only a hundred years of national shame, but also five chaotic China, well-dressed south. "That

Some humiliating scenes of Chinese people struggling to survive will never appear in the land of China. ”

Hehua looked up at the veteran who was not angry and arrogant, So I need a complete industrial chain, I need trains, I need ships.

"I need the Great Qin Army to travel thousands of miles a day." "I need the Great Qin Navy to be invincible."

"I need the Great Qin Banner to be planted in every corner of the world." "I need – the people of later generations will only need to learn their own language and history."