Li Er of the Tang Dynasty: Ancestor Xie is here!

Chapter 147 Industrial Revolution of the Tang Dynasty
Li Xiuning has practiced martial arts since childhood, and his physical condition is much better than those who have practiced dancing since childhood.

In other words, more can be unlocked.

Li Qing also understood why "the spring night is short and the sun is high, and the king will not go to court early from now on."

Like Li Sanlang, he now doesn't want to get up early at all.

The next day, he didn't slowly open his eyes until three o'clock in the morning.

"Brother?" Li Xiuning leaned in Li Qing's arms and asked softly.

"Huh?" Li Qing's hand was still on her slender waist.

"Wan'er has been with you for so long, let her come too." Li Xiuning gasped softly.

"Test me?" Li Qing chuckled and decided not to take the bait, "Actually, I really have no intention of doing that, otherwise she would still be able to run away?"

"I'm serious," Li Xiuning tilted her head and leaned on his chest, "Wan'er's words are okay, but Xiao Wu definitely can't!"

"Huh? Are you teaching me how to do something?" Li Qing pretended.

"Oh, I'm not worried," Li Xiuning hurriedly nuzzled him: "Although she can't be punished for something she didn't do, but...it concerns you and me, I still think you should be careful."

But in my heart, I thought that Adi was stupid and let her play with her again...

"Don't worry, I have no interest in Xiao Wu myself." Li Qing said with a smile: "I also plan to let her go out of the house in the next two days. In fact, it would be good to let her go to school to be a teacher. I think she is quite smart. of."

"That's fine." Li Xiuning nodded in agreement, "My brother is the head of the family, so whatever you think is suitable... Well, I really think Wan'er is suitable."

"We'll talk about this later. We'll talk about it later. There are more important things now." Li Qing chuckled and asked mischievously, "Hey, what did you call me last night?"

Li Xiuning reached out and pinched his waist gently, turned around and leaned against his ear, saying in a soft voice: "Well, brother..."

"saute!"

Can Li Qing endure this? Of course he can't!

……

During breakfast, Li Shimin came over and invited Li Qing to go and see the train together. It was said that the Chang'an to Luoyang line was officially opened.

Chang'an Railway Station was chosen to be built outside the city gate at the end of the main road of Zhuque Street. Since today was the first time that a steam locomotive was put into service, the area was crowded with people.

Wu Hou, who was patrolling the streets, had to clear the way for people, especially those standing on the railway tracks.

"How much fine iron are used for these railways..." A citizen of Chang'an City looked at the railway tracks and admired them.

A scholar next to him said: "I heard that it is spread from Chang'an all the way to Luoyang, and it costs tens of thousands of kilograms at least!"

"Ah, there are so many...how many weapons and armors can be used..." The citizens couldn't help but be speechless after hearing this.

"Hey, don't you understand this? This is what my Great Tang Dynasty Immortal Master Qin Wang created... a train!" A knowledgeable scribe next to him shook his fan and began to popularize science: "Train, have you heard of it? Just walk on this kind of railway track!"

train?

After hearing this, the people around could not help but think of an image of "a horse pulling a burning car" in their minds.

"This name is really strange..." Everyone said they had never heard of such a car.

"Who says it's not?" The scribe chuckled and began to show off his knowledge: "I heard from my mother-in-law who works at the Royal Academy of Sciences that this train can run by itself! The steel monster pulling the train is all made of fine steel. With great strength, if you don’t eat grass or feed, hey, guess what?”

"What's going on?" The people around him were immediately interested in him.

"He eats coal! It's the black one...the one now called coal!" the scribe said vividly.

"Huh, no wonder he is so powerful. Eating these pebbles will definitely give you strength!" The citizens nearby immediately agreed.

"Who says it's not? If you ask me, it must be because we, the immortal master of the Tang Dynasty, have infinite magic power and can actually subdue this kind of monster!" The scribe said, waving his fan, "Today's sage, divine civilization and sacred martial arts, the immortal master expresses gratitude for the sage's merits. , I have come down to earth to help you, so that even the common people like me can get the glory!"

"I heard that we can also buy tickets to take the bus from Chang'an to Luoyang! The fare from Chang'an to Luoyang only costs ten cents! You can get there in one night!"

"Ah! So cheap? So fast?" The crowd around them immediately started shouting, "Then in this case, it is really for the benefit of us. The immortal master is really a living god who saves the suffering!"

"Yes, this train stops at more than ten stations along the way. If you don't want to go to Luoyang, you can also go to the stations along the way. For example, Tongguan is at this station!" The scribe continued to show off his information.

"What a great feeling! What a great feeling!" Everyone was overjoyed and praised the train one after another.

"Not just to Luoyang, it is said that many railways are under construction now, from Chang'an to Youzhou, to Jinyang, to Yangzhou, Jinling, in short, extending in all directions. Our Majesty has given an order to make the entire Tang Dynasty accessible by train!"

The scribe's enthusiasm could not help but infect the people around him. Everyone was looking forward to the train and couldn't wait to see what the train looked like.

"I'm selling newspapers! I'm selling newspapers!"

There was a sound of newspaper sales nearby, and the scribe immediately shouted: "Newsboy, bring me a newspaper!"

"Okay!" The newsboy squeezed over from a distance, handed a newspaper out and stuffed it into the scribe's hand, "Chenghui, two cents."

The scribe handed him two cents. Before he could open the newspaper, someone asked: "Brother, what on earth is a newspaper? This small portion costs two cents?"

"Don't you understand this?" The scribe took the newspaper and said to him: "Don't underestimate these small pieces of paper. This newspaper is all-encompassing, including all kinds of current things, such as where there is a disaster. , wherever there is a good harvest, or what favorable policies the court has, or any external results, they can all be written in this small newspaper."

"Oh, that's amazing!" The person on the side immediately urged: "Look, what is written in this newspaper?"

The scribe stretched out his hand and said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, wait for me to take a look first... Oh, this..."

He was shocked and speechless for a long time. The people next to him immediately urged: "What's wrong? You should tell me quickly..." Just when everyone was impatient, the scribe suddenly knelt on the ground, looked up to the sky and shouted: "Under the guidance of the Immortal Master of the Tang Dynasty, General Niu Xiuniu entered Da Gong and led his soldiers across the ocean, traveling thousands of miles away to find good seeds for the Tang Dynasty! The country is so lucky! The people are so lucky!"

"Ah, what kind of good seed, what kind of good seed?" Someone asked immediately.

"There are three main types of improved varieties. The first one is called potato, which can be used for cooking and grain. The yield per acre is... surprisingly..."

Having said this, he couldn't help but pull away.

"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry and save people! This is phlegm that has taken over the mind!" People around him shouted: "Now we need someone with evil spirits to go up and slap him twice. After this scare, just spit out the phlegm." Got it!"

"Hu Dayong, Hu Dayong, go!" The man on the side pushed a strong man and said, "You were the one who followed Duke Wei to capture Jieli Khan alive. You are the only one who is most suitable here!"

Hu Dayong immediately stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and slapped him twice.

The scribe suddenly sat up and coughed twice to spit out the phlegm. Before he could speak, the people around him started shouting and asking him what he had seen.

It’s not that they don’t want to read the newspaper, but they don’t have much education. They don’t know a few Chinese characters for Dou Da, and they don’t know the character for a flat pole... Not to mention reading the newspaper, just looking at the sky is a struggle.

"The ancestors were virtuous, and we, the Tang Dynasty, are virtuous!" The scribe was ecstatic: "The newspaper said that the yield per mu of potatoes is as high as [-] kilograms! Our immortal master, King Qin, is the guarantee!"

What he said was correct, and he even wrote less about it. After all, this was the most impressive breed that Li Qing had replaced in the system.

"What? Five thousand catties! Did you see it wrong?" The first reaction of the people around him was disbelief.

"This is written in black and white, and there is an immortal master as a guarantee. Even if you don't believe in the court, don't you still believe in the immortal master?" The scribe immediately asked: "Since the immortal master came to our Tang Dynasty in the past few years, how much have ordinary people like us suffered? benefit?"

"Yes, yes, it's the villain Meng Lang..." The person who questioned immediately slapped himself in the face.

The scribe did not argue with him, but continued: "And this sweet potato, the yield is still five or six thousand catties per mu! It is also a good thing that is both vegetable and grain! No, there is also corn, which is the staple food, and the yield per mu is unexpectedly It can reach about [-] kilograms, my God!"

"This, this is a good thing!" Everyone was talking about it, "Then when can we get it?"

"Don't worry, His Majesty has ordered that fine seeds be cultivated in the Imperial Manor. After next year's harvest, they will be distributed to people everywhere for free for cultivation!"

"Then let's see, are there any other policies that will benefit us?" people around asked.

"Of course there is. Hey, look at this. In order to cut off all kinds of exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, His Majesty officially issued an order to exempt the capitation tax and corvee, and only levy taxes based on all the land in the family..."

As soon as the scribe said these words, the emotions of the people around him were once again ignited.

Everyone was celebrating. The burden that had been weighing on the people for thousands of years was gone overnight?

When the people around him gradually calmed down, the scribe said again: "What follows is the train policy just mentioned. The rest has little to do with us. The imperial court plans to recruit people to open up wasteland outside the Great Wall, such as Liaodong and other places. Every family Depending on the population, you can be allocated [-] to [-] acres of land. After five years of farming, you can take the land as your own... In addition, the imperial court also recruited overseas pioneering groups. Each family can leave the Dingkou to explore overseas, and the imperial court will A one-time compensation of land or money."

"Ah, this should be what you are most concerned about. The imperial court is now implementing a policy to encourage childbirth. The more children you have, the greater the rewards and the more benefits... Well, the imperial court has really spent a lot of money. You can consult us about the specific policies then. The local government office.”

"Is there such a good thing?" The last message once again aroused the emotions of everyone present. Otherwise, giving birth to a child is the simplest thing and is closely related to them.

Just imagine that in this era, the child mortality rate is already high. In order to prevent a single child from not being able to survive to adulthood, who doesn’t want to have more children?
While they were discussing one after another, Wu Hou, who patrolled the streets, came over and began to maintain order. Particular emphasis was placed on cleaning up people standing on the edge and asking them to lean in to avoid losing their footing and falling and being crushed by the train.

Soon, a long, strange sound resounded throughout the station. Everyone felt solemn and subconsciously stepped back.

His voice sounded full of energy, and he definitely couldn't be smaller for his size.

What if the "monster" pulling the "train" suddenly loses control and bites them?

As their endless calls started to come out, a billowing white smoke appeared in the distance; then, the sound got closer and closer, and the shouting sound was also mixed with the strange and long sound.

After a while, a long steel behemoth appeared in front of them. The train, full of steam and mechanical power, instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

"This, is this a train?" Everyone looked at the long train in ecstasy.

People from the Tang Dynasty had never seen such a scene before, and they couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

"Everyone, stand in line--" The Wuhous immediately came up to maintain order: "The Holy One has decreed that we should enjoy the joy of the people. Please line up. Each carriage can hold 100 people. We will count them and let them go!"

"Anything like this?"

With the Wu Hous maintaining order, the onlookers got on the bus in an orderly manner.

Since the distance from Chang'an to Luoyang is relatively short, there is no sleeper carriage. This train is divided into several types of carriages, including hard-seat carriages, premium soft-seat carriages and VIP carriages.

As the name suggests, the hard-seat carriage is the cheapest, costing only ten cents to travel from Chang'an to Luoyang; while the superior soft-seat carriage costs two hundred cents; the VIP carriage is even more expensive, costing five cents a trip - just say Do you want to sit down or not?

Highlight a person who doesn't cheat the poor.

Now Li Qing, Li Shimin, and the Zhenguan ministers were sitting in the VIP carriage waiting for the train to start.

"This train is so magical." Changsun Wuji patted the sofa under his seat and smiled kindly.

This fat old man always looks like this, as amiable as the uncle next door.

"It's really miraculous, but I don't know how he can pull people like us." Cheng Yaojin pinched his fingers and calculated: "There are fifteen carriages in total. With so many people added together, it must be at least hundreds of thousands of kilograms. My Be good..."

"You're such a tough guy, how can you still count?" Old enemy Yu Chi Gong teased from the side: "It's been three days since we've been apart. I'm so impressed. I didn't expect that Cheng Yaojing, who is usually tall and tall, can now learn to count!"

Cheng Yaojin put on a look of disgust: "Do you think everyone is you? In the past two years, my fourth child has studied in the school during the day and went home to give lectures to me, Old Cheng, at night. At any rate, my old Cheng has also gained a sense of culture. Son……"

"No wonder your family's grades are so good in school, so you have to go home to teach you!" Wei Zheng on the side suddenly joked: "I can teach you, Old Cheng, so hard, it seems that he is really studying hard. .”

(End of this chapter)