Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

Communication was an effective tool for rulers to control the country or an organization, so the emperors attached great importance to the construction of mail routes. Whether it was a relay road or a post house, both were necessary nerves and arteries for an empire.

However, no matter how fast the communication method in the Middle Ancient World was, even if pigeons or even tamed eagles sent information, it would still not be as fast as the telegraph line s. However, the current network of Asian telegraph line s had not been completed yet, so the transmission of information could only be limited by relying on the power of teleportation.

Currently, the longest telegraph line in Asia was the sea cable from Ryukyu to Deer Island, and the other was the 80% line from Shanghai to Beijing.

Currently from Shanghai to Nanjing, Fuzhou and Jinan Prefecture, the information could be reached directly. In a month's time, Jinan Prefecture's final route to Beijing would be completed.

In addition, Chang An, Luoyang, and Zhengzhou had all been connected. At the most, they would be able to connect to the main network in a month and a half. In the past, it would take a month and a half for the commander of the army to arrive at the capital on horseback. Now, with the help of the telegraph line, they could arrive at the capital in at most fifteen days.

Although there were still some corrupt cultivators attacking the telegraph line and creating all sorts of superstitious rumors, the imperial government had already tasted the sweetness of high technology. The flow of information was extremely helpful to the control of the Forbidden City.

However, there was a rotten stench in the air of the corrupt scholars. Their brains could only understand the 'Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors' depicted in the ancient books. They would always believe that the 'heaven of illusions' that the saints had never mentioned was wrong.

Of course, the exception to this was the white money. Before the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Qin and Han Dynasties, copper was equivalent to gold. At that time, the imperial salary would be given directly to cloth and grain.

As for the current Great Qing Dynasty, she had long adopted the silver standard, the shiny silver had become the mainstream currency. Logically, those corrupt scholars should have shouted loudly and despised silver, Saint Kong had never spent silver!

But on this point, everyone chose to remain silent. Who would go against the money?

The depraved would not attack silver, but they could attack anything else they did not understand, such as telegraph line s. In the eyes of the traditional Confucian Scholars, telegraph line s were nothing more than Heavenly Ear Divine Powers used to transmit information to ghosts and ghosts.

If you say that's not right, then explain to me why the Jinan Manor received a signal from Shanghai in the blink of an eye. It was such a thin copper wire. If there weren't any ghosts hidden inside, how could it have done that?

You don't need to talk about the principle of electricity with them. Electricity in their hearts is just a tool for playing with ghosts and gods, mortals shouldn't touch it too much.

Since the beginning of the year, Fu Qing had been promoting the construction of telegraph line s. It was just that traditional departments like the study room and the Military Intelligence Service would almost always receive papers attacking the construction of telegraph line s.

Of course, the Chinese Officer knew that the imperial government was already determined to build the telegraph line, they also knew that they would definitely sink into the sea in the end with these debts, and probably would not even be in the mood to read from the higher ups.

However, Qing Liu had to find something to do. Otherwise, how could they live? These hooligans were like many aggressive roosters. If they didn't blow up their feathers, no one knew how the word 'fear' was written.

The more papers piled up, the more silent the court remained. In the end, the more silent the group of people became, the more enthusiastic they became. In the end, the more silent the court remained.

However, none of them could have imagined that the chaos in the capital, the officials who tore off the bonds and had no money to spend, would suffer because they did not have the telegraph line's protection.

would need at least three more days to find out about the situation in the capital. The entire incident was chaotic because the Manager Ding and the Chun Sanshiniang had seized the opportunity to do so.

Han Lin Feng Fu, who had just drank half a catty of wine in the hotpot stall, used up the last ten over copper coins in his pocket to cook a big bowl of brine and walked unsteadily back home.

Halfway there, he saw someone selling sweet and fragrant osmanthus cake. He touched the last two copper coins, thought about his six year old daughter, smiled wryly and said, "Anyway, I've already spent it all. What's the use of these two big money?" "Spend it, spend it, make people happy with their money …"

The two big money could only buy four small pieces of osmanthus cake. Under the contemptuous gaze of the hawkers, the drunk von Hanlin entered the donkey meat alley and walked deeper into the house he rented.

After leaving the bustling main street, the alleyway was pitch black. von Hanlin, who had taken off his disguise, couldn't help but cry sorrowfully as he laid on the ground.

According to his position, he would have received 100 yuan in bonds today. That was 100 yuan, a whole 100 taels of silver. Once he had the money, he would not only pay back the rent he owed, but also pay it in advance to the Spring Festival.

The remaining silver coins were enough to feed the family for the Spring Festival, and no matter what, the imperial government would have to pay them more salaries before the Spring Festival.

But how hateful, why did he suddenly tear up the bonds on a whim? Although the Manager Ding had promised to make up for it in the future, it was fine if they just listen to it.

Even if they did, but what were they going to eat for this one and a half months? What to drink? How was the landlord going to handle the debt? And even let his wife plead for mercy with the skin full of shamelessness? I'm an official...

As he sobbed, two figures appeared before him. Her Majesty saw that they were indeed a virtuous daughter-in-law and a six-year-old daughter.

"Father!" Why are you crying … "Don't cry, I don't want the osmanthus cake anymore. Mother said that we're short on money recently, so when the new year is over, go buy me some candied fruits …"

Hearing his childish voice, Feng Fu felt as if a knife was being twisted in his heart. He might as well marry a shrew wife, at least he would feel better if his daughter-in-law scolded him.

The traditional Han Family's daughter-in-law was just as virtuous. She stretched out her hand to help her master up, "Wipe your face. Is there a guest waiting for you at home?" "It's not like the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing. No matter what, you are still an official. This kind of gap can be closed just by talking about the past …"

von Hanlin placed the four small pieces of osmanthus cake into his daughter's hands. "Eat it, Daddy promised to buy it for you this morning …" "It's just that it's a little less, a little less …"

Her daughter-in-law immediately started crying. She covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying, and after a long time, she finally choked up and said, "I'm a woman, so I don't know much about the adults. But at least I know about my family living …" "Just what is wrong with the imperial government? It is already at a point where we are unable to turn the tides. We have to think of something else …"

This was the first time Feng Fu did not berate his wife's nagging to the imperial court. He let out a long sigh as he saw the landlord standing in front of his house, blocking his own door.