Our Time: Unswerving until Death

Chapter 78 Something Even Dorgon Can't Do!
The total length of the Jinpu Line is about 1000 kilometers. It starts from Pingjin in the north and ends at Pukou on the Jinling River in the south. It took four years to complete. It is the main artery connecting the economy between the north and the south. Before the Jinpu Line, goods from the south had to go through the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal Or by sea, it takes a long time for a one-way trip. If there is a drought year, God does not rain, and the water level of the canal is not enough, it must be transported by land, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

The old steam train was emitting thick black smoke, slowly starting from Pingjin, going all the way south along the Jinpu line, passing through the clouds and smoke, the memory of the new era suddenly popped up in He Qi's mind, and suddenly remembered the year 2022, When I graduated from university and went to the capital to visit relatives and friends, I took the high-speed train from Wuwei Station in the early morning and arrived before noon.

The past is so close, yet it is separated by a hundred years, which often makes He Qi full of doubts. Sometimes, in the dead of night, He Qi even wonders whether she is a person from the new era who has entered time and space and returned to a hundred years ago, or is she herself. For people of this era, the memory of the new era is just a dream.

Whenever she has such doubts, He Qi will desperately find evidence to prove that she is indeed a person of the new era, and she will pray for the warm sunshine in the morning to wake her up, stretching her waist and yawning, Looking out of the window, I was surprised to find that the outside was a city with high-rise buildings, and the downstairs was full of figures the size of small ants. It turned out that I woke up and returned to Room 3, Building 2803, Shui'an Yihe Garden Community.

It's a pity that after praying so many times, there was no success. He Qi woke up countless times in the morning, and the first thing he saw was the simple roof, only the sunshine outside the window was always warm.

Gu Rushui was carefully reading the chess record sent by Ju Chang. Brother Xun was addicted to cigarettes and went to the junction of the carriages. He Qi was staring out of the window with a look of frustration on his face. Qian Xuan stretched out his hand and patted He Qi awake. Puzzled: "When the train leaves, you seem to have lost your mind, what's wrong?"

He Qi came back to her senses, shook her head, forced a smile and said, "This car runs too slowly, it is wobbly, and it is easy to get sleepy."

Qian Xuan rolled his eyes and exclaimed, "Is this too slow? It only takes one day to go from Pingjin to Jinling. In the past, it would have been unthinkable."

"Is the day going soon?" He Qi raised her eyebrows, disapproving, and looked at the carriage again, and she was even more disdainful. The wooden chair hurts in the buttocks, and it is not soundproof. Having said that, it is not smooth, far worse than the Harmony.

Qian Xuan got excited and counted the time for He Qi's water and land transportation with his fingers, and listed the railways of other countries in the world for this, and finally he was complacent: "The speed of our railway is no less than that of Western countries. , you are talking about, how can there be faster than this?"

For patriotic and passionate young people like Qian Xuan, it is best not to argue with them about the things they are proud of, because they will argue with you endlessly based on the principle that their own things are the best, and they will exhaustively There are countless evidences to support their point of view, just like on Youtube, third brother netizens always like to use the Vikrant to compare the 005 nuclear power, Mumbai to compare Shanghai, and universe country netizens always like to use the external kf-21 for comparison j35, the missing king compared 055A, so at the end of the comparison, as soon as a comrade from a war suddenly made a move, the third brother and the Universe Kingdom decisively fought each other, bragging that they were the number one brother in Asia.

He Qi nodded, curled her lips, and said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, yes! You are right!"

Qian Xuan was obviously displeased, and took out the posture of breaking the casserole to ask, insisting on asking what happened.
He Qi: "You won't believe me when I tell you."

Qian Xuan: "You mean it?"

He Qi: "Did I really say that?"

Qian Xuan: "Say!"

He Qi: "Would you believe me if I said that the train I took was 300km\h?"

After calculating that the time required to travel from Pingjin to Jinling was less than 4 hours, Qian Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, waved his hands and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

He Qi: "Look, I know you don't believe me, and it's useless to say it."

Qian Xuan smiled and said: "Then tell me, where are there such trains in all the countries of the world?"

He Qi turned around and said with a sly smile, "I dreamed about it."

Qian Xuan thought He Qi was joking, and immediately laughed out loud.

These days, no one would believe the truth. He Qi folded her arms and looked out the window again, feeling very helpless.

On the North China Plain under the night, the breeze is quiet, the Milky Way is unfolding, and the sky is full of stars. A train is galloping all the way south. It arrives at Jinan in the first half of the night and passes the Yellow River Bridge. In the second half of the night, it arrives at Xuzhou, a big city in northern Jiangsu. This is East China. An important transportation hub in the city, the whole vehicle was repaired for a while, and then set off again, turning west a little bit, and entered the territory of Huizhou Province in the early morning.

On the afternoon of the 19th, the train slowly entered the terminal station Jiangbei Pukou. During the more than 20-hour journey, apart from sitting, he ate big white steamed buns and drank cold water. Everyone in the green leather car knew it all. After getting out of the car, a few of them stopped at the nearest station and ate some hot soup.

Originally, He Qi suggested crossing the river, visiting the Qinhuai River, the Confucius Temple, resting in Jinling for one night, and going to the Shanghai stock market tomorrow. Anyway, there is still plenty of time. The station is waiting.

A few people finished their meal, hurriedly crossed the river on a small riverboat, then rushed to the train station, transferred to the Shanghai-Nanjing Line to the Shanghai Stock Market, and arrived at the Shanghai Stock Market (formerly the North Railway Station) until it was dark, around seven or eight o'clock in the evening. ).

The Shanghai Stock Exchange Station under the night is full of modern atmosphere, the lights are shining, and there are many tourists, especially the four-story small western-style building with red brick walls, decorated with light-colored strip stone inlays, marble columns and arched doors and windows. Exquisite and majestic, it is the symbol of Shanghai Stock Exchange Station.

Standing on the platform, looking to the south, there is a bright, continuous, neon lights that make people dizzy, and the noise of cars and horses seems to be in the ears. This is the famous Shili foreign market, with the "boundary road" To distinguish, the north is the Huajie, and the south is the concession.

On the platform, among the crowd looking around, there are probably three kinds of emotions: anger, helplessness, or envy. For He Qi, after understanding the devastation of this era, there is no such thing as envy at all. I stopped watching it.

Seeing that He Qi's reaction was mediocre, Qian Xuan joked, "There is a saying in the ancients that you can ride a crane down to Yangzhou with a hundred thousand guan in your waist. Now that Yangzhou is right in front of you, don't you want to see it?"

He Qi laughed and said: "When you have seen Manhattan, Times Square, London, Paris, you will know that these are just floating clouds."

Gu Rushui said: "What's the difference?"

Brother Xun has been to Tokyo, but he has never been to the West, so he also looked over at this time.

He Qi said with a smile: "The prosperity raised by the stepfather was raised for others after all."

Qian Xuan: "How do you say that?"

He Qi glanced and said: "Even Dorgon can't handle things, what can we do? Dorgon got the body of Dayuer after all, and we were forced to marry several Western wives, said to be three wives and four wives." Concubine, I don't even touch her, I'm afraid even Dorgon is not as good as her."

It was originally a bitter fact, but when He Qi made jokes, it lost its seriousness in an instant, and several people suddenly burst out laughing. Qian Xuan pointed at He Qi, smiled and said to Brother Xun: "He is always good at telling jokes. , if you don’t know some unofficial gossip, you really don’t know what he’s talking about.”

He also said: "What Yubai said is not unofficial history, they already have a tradition of accepting step marriages, three uncles and nephews marrying one person at the same time, Dorgon and Concubine Zhuang, it is not impossible!"

Brother Xun lit a cigarette, smiled and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)