Chapter 556 The roaring train!

The reason why their confidants follow this Taoist priest Liu from Zhili to the south is not because of their loyalty to the Bailian religion, but because of their admiration for the intelligence and personality of the Taoist priest Liu.

"That's right." Taoist priest Liu nodded. Liang's army has the ability to send nearly 100,000 Zhili Yijuns to overseas from under the eyes of Qinggou. From this alone, you can see that the strength of Liang's army must not be underestimated. Liang Pengfeifu's soldiers accounted for more than half of Guangdong and Guangxi, and then the south of Kyushu. Before anyone could react, he came out of the strange soldiers and rushed straight to Jinmen. In a battle, he was determined by the capital. The chieftain was bound. With this series of actions alone, the old man had to say a word of service.

"Look at me again. It has been more than the Spring Festival since the uprising, but what has it done? Internal intrigue, power and profit, what about external? Between the provinces, the heads of the religion fight for their own interests, and the military discipline is rotten. How different is it from those Qinggou officers and soldiers? Taoist priest Liu shook his head with a wry smile.

"Yes, we follow the head of the religion in order to resist the oppression of the Qing dog on the people, but now look at these people, from the world to the bottom of the believers, are all lustful. If it hadn't been for the capture of the Qing dog emperor, the capital would have been broken, those officers and soldiers had no fighting spirit, and maybe even Xiantao could not be saved." Next to him, another confidant also agreed.

"Ha ha, that Liang Pengfei took the capital. According to half of the world, he did not claim the title of emperor, and our king, who is in internal and diplomatic difficulties, still wants to claim the title of emperor? Stop at this point, stand at a high and low point. Liang Pengfei, Liang Pengfei, it seems that the old way still underestimates the Liang family army. He stroked his long beard, shook his head and walked into the house.

Just when those confidants also wanted to follow his footsteps, the old man's footsteps stopped and said without looking back. Zhao Wu, you look around the city to see if there is a cigarette shop. If so, ask them if there is a Baiyun Mountain with a filter. If he says that there is only a tin foil filter, give it to him and tell him that he will come to pick up the cigarette in person in a couple of days. Lao Dao's hand touched his arms for a long time before he found a piece of metal about the size of a cigarette box, which was embossed with the logo of Yangcheng Cigarette Factory, and below, there were three strange letters: VIP.

"What does this mean?" Zhao Wu, who took the metal card and looked at it, asked his companions around him confusedly. Those were also the way they looked at me and I looked at you.

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"I remember." At this moment, one of them suddenly slapped him on the forehead, and the others were so scared that they all stood up at this one.

"This is what Mr. Li gave us." The man said such a sentence, but everyone felt puzzled. Which Mr. Li?"

"Have you forgotten? It's the one named Li who fled south with us. He seems to be an important figure of the Liang Jiajun.

"Oh, I remember, it turned out to be him, hiss..." Everyone suddenly realized at almost the same moment. After that, almost all of them took a deep breath. Could it be that the head of the teacher thought... Thinking of this, several of them couldn't help but look ugly, and Zhao Wu pinched the card. We follow the head of the church, not the White Lotus Church. If you don't want to, take the ride now, and no one will stop you.

"Sn't talk nonsense. We have followed the head of the religion for so many years, but we have not received any favor from the White Lotus religion. If we are ungrateful, how will we follow the head of the religion to the south?

"Damn it, no matter what the Liang family army is, they also know that for the sake of their friends, the Bazhou Rebel Army has nearly 100,000 men, women, old and young. They just rescued them without pulling them down, and even fought with those Mongolian iron riders in Xuanhui River for the sake of the old and weak. This is what the man did. I think the head of the teacher did the right thing.

Soon, these people agreed. Zhao Wu took two people to look for the cigarette shop in Xiantao City. At this time, there seemed to be a new glimmer of hope in their hearts.

At the same time, in the far south, rumbling, rumbling... A roar like thunder roared past the mountainous area in the north of Annan, while the birds and beasts in the mountain forest seemed to be accustomed to such a sound and continued to walk leisurely in the forest or foraging.

And the occasional passers-by looked at the steam locomotive running like a long dragon on the shining metal tracks with a look of awe and even a trace of fear.

"It's really terrible. If this thing hits a person, it will turn into meat mud?" A mountain man carrying mountain goods said to his companion beside him.

The one next to

smiled and said, "That's for sure. I heard my brother that this kind of iron guy can carry one or two million pounds of iron or coal at a time, and he won't rest when he runs. You can go straight to the seaside from us in one day.

"Wow, it's so powerful, isn't it more powerful than those gods and ghosts?" Several other mountain people couldn't help marveling.

"That's right, they made this guy to deliver goods. Did you see it over there? It is said that we have to lay such a rail again. In another two years, we won't have to go out of the mountain with mountain goods on our backs. We will directly get on such a car and take the goods in our hands to the big city to sell and make money. It's also good to add something to the children.

The mountain people soon disappeared from those mountain roads and continued to walk out of the mountain with difficulty. On the train, a boiler worker in black was struggling to shovel coal into the fire and observe the train. His face and hands were also dyed black by coal ash. In addition to a pair of shining eyes, there were also snow-white teeth that could be exposed when he grinned.

The train was running fast, and there was a thick smoke in the chimney, bringing a cloud line above the train. Brother, take a break. There's enough firepower. At this time, a dark head poked out of the locomotive's coal replenishment car and shouted at the worker who was trying to shovel coal below.

The worker's name is Ruan Ping. He was originally a small pawn in Ruan Wenhui's army. At the beginning of the infiltration of Annan by the Liang family's army, most of them became laborers, spliting mountains and stones, and building roads, while Ruan Ping and his cousin Ruan Zheng were lucky to be recruited as the first batch of employees of Annan Railway Bureau, and more Fortunately, the two brothers were divided into the same car group.

Ruan Ping dropped the shovel, climbed on the coal truck, took the smoke handed over by his cousin, and took a big sip happily after getting on the fire. It's comfortable, Ah Zheng. It's time to change shifts. I'll lie down for a while and call me when the time is up.

"I said, brother, don't worry, I have something to tell you." When Ruan Zheng saw Ruan Ping suddenly lying on the straw mat on the coal, he quickly said.

"What's the matter? Say it. It's not about your marriage again, is it? Ah Zheng, it's not what my brother said about you. Although the Jin Tong is a famous beauty in our hometown, who is her father Li Huai? Don't forget how her father treated you when you came to ask for marriage the year before last. I think our Ruan family is a bunch of poor people. Damn it, I really want to beat him. When it comes to that, my cousin feels angry.

"Brother, I know I know, but that's all the past, and now it's different." Ruan Zheng scratched his scalp with some awkwardity and said to Ruan Ping. Li Huai came to see me two days ago.

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"What, the old guy changed his mind?" Ruan Ping suddenly became interested and sat up.

"Yes, he said that as long as I could get a betrothal gift of 100 silver dollars, he would marry the golden boy to me. Now we can get seven silver dollars a month and deduct our own use. I can save about five yuan a month. Now it's almost fifty, but Jintong can't wait. Brother, look..."

"I said, shouldn't you be..." Ruan Ping couldn't help staring. Seeing his cousin's awkward expression, he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, you boy, it's so quiet that it's here. No problem, I'll lend you first."

"Thank you, brother." Ruan Zheng scratched his ears and cheeks with joy, and his eyes narrowed into thin cracks with a smile.

"Thank you. It's still our life. In those years, we worked hard for Ruan Wenhui, and we couldn't get three taels of silver a year. Now, in the railway bureau, we can get seven silver dollars a month. If we do better, we may get eight or nine silver dollars." Ruan Ping took a deep breath and said.

Ruan Zheng nodded and agreed, "Yes, it's better now. There is no war. Those officials do practical things. They don't bully us ordinary people. When they go to work, they won't let people deduct it. If you do more, you can get bonuses. It's just like a dream."

"Do a good job and strive for the coming year, so that my eldest nephew, who has not yet been born, can live comfortably. When he is old, he will be sent to school, so that he can also learn culture and be more patient in the future."

"Hmm!" Ruan Zheng nodded vigorously and smiled happily. Facing the blowing wind, he watched the train gallop forward along the track that seemed to be the end of forever. They were full of hope for the future.

Just as the train passed by a town, every classroom was full of students in the all-free school run by the political axe. Following the teacher, he recited the text in a erraid way: "... Our motherland has a long history and a developed culture. Five thousand years of history, how many bright pearls of human civilization are dazzling. The broad and profound philosophical ideas, the exquisite art, and the novel and original creative wisdom represent a high degree of Chinese civilization.

... Our motherland has also had a history of humiliation and dark years, but she always has a great cohesion. Whenever a disaster comes, a flame burst out and an unyielding struggle. Countless heroes and children have become the backbone of the nation, fought for the rebirth of the motherland, and finally ushered in the moment of rebirth of the Chinese nation..."

(to be continued)