Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

However, Duke Walter Bolson did not give him any response, but just looked at him coldly, as if he wanted to see through him.

Father Jesus was filled with anxiety and uneasiness at the moment. He knew how important the mission he was carrying was, and how dangerous his situation was. However, he did not back down, but mustered up his courage and continued to stand firm.

At this moment, Father Jesus suddenly felt a chill and shuddered. He looked out the window and saw that the bright sunshine had been blocked by dark clouds, and the whole sky had become gloomy. This sudden change made him feel even more uneasy.

At this moment, Duke Walter Polson suddenly spoke: "The cardinal has passed away." His voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. However, this sentence was like a heavy bomb, which set off a storm in Father Jesus' heart.

"Dead? How is that possible? I saw him fine yesterday..." Father Jesus' voice trembled. He couldn't believe this sudden news.

"He was stabbed by the Razor Society and his head was cut off." Duke Walter Polson said, taking out a wooden box from the drawer of the desk and gently opening it. A bloodstained head appeared in front of Father Jesus. The owner of the head was the cardinal.

Father Jesus took one look and felt dizzy. His face turned pale and his body swayed slightly. He couldn't believe that this usually dignified and holy cardinal would end up like this.

"How dare these crazy people do this!" Father Jesus roared angrily. His voice was filled with grief and anger, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions.

"Not only that, two other cardinals in the North have suffered the same fate." Duke Walter Bolson continued, "The Divine Emperor has personally gone out to quell the rebellion."

Hearing this, Father Jesus felt even more depressed. He couldn't imagine what kind of impact this sudden disaster would have on the entire country. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

In the simple and solemn church, the sun shines through the stained glass windows, casting mottled light and shadows. The air is filled with the faint scent of sandalwood and lavender, interweaving a sacred and solemn atmosphere. Duke Walter Bolson, the powerful nobleman, is standing in the shadow of the church at this moment. His figure appears mysterious and majestic in the interweaving of sunlight and shadow.

He was wearing a gorgeous red robe embroidered with golden patterns, showing his noble status. His face was firm and deep, and his hawk-like eyes flashed with sharp light, as if they could see through people's hearts. He put his hands behind his back and hunched his back slightly, as if he was waiting for something.

On the other side of the church, Father Jesus sat quietly. He was wearing a simple white robe without any decoration, but exuded a pure and sacred aura. His face was delicate and gentle, and his deep eyes were full of firmness and persistence in his faith. At this moment, he was frowning, as if thinking about something.

Duke Walter Bolson walked slowly to Father Jesus, his voice low and magnetic: "Father, now that the cardinal has passed away, his position is vacant. Are you interested in taking over this position?" His tone was full of temptation and expectation.

Father Jesus looked up and looked at Duke Walter Polson in astonishment. His eyes were full of confusion and doubt, as if he couldn't believe his ears: "How can I become a cardinal? How can such a thing be decided by you?"

Duke Walter Polson smiled slightly, revealing a hint of disdain and contempt in his smile: "Father, is there anything in this world that money can't buy? You don't really think the church is so innocent, do you? With my financial resources and connections in the church, I am confident that I can push you to become a cardinal."

Father Jesus' face turned pale instantly, and his heart was filled with shock and anger. He clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to vent his anger. However, he finally held back and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Duke Walter Polson continued, "Now is the best opportunity. During the period of the cardinal's death, I don't think anyone would be willing to come here for a short time. And think about it, the church is very hostile to Orientals. If a new person takes office, it will be difficult for Ferrero to cooperate with Jingjiang. Only you can continue the cooperation."

Father Jesus' breathing became rapid, and his heart was full of struggle and entanglement. He knew that he had always been loyal and firm in his faith, but now he was facing a difficult choice.

At this moment, a breeze blew, and the stained glass windows of the church made a slight sound. The sunlight danced on the window, as if cheering for Father Jesus. He raised his head and looked at the window, and an inexplicable power surged in his heart.

"No! No! You are insulting my faith!" Father Jesus shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the church. His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, as if he had already made a decision.

Duke Walter Polson was slightly stunned. He did not expect Father Jesus to reject him so firmly. He laughed coldly and clapped his hands: "Pa pa pa." The applause echoed in the empty church, which seemed particularly harsh.

"Father, I have always felt that the upper echelons of the church might not be so clean; however, I still have respect for you monks at the lower level. Perhaps only you maintain a truly pure faith." Duke Walter Bolson's voice was full of sarcasm and ridicule.

Father Jesus ignored his sarcasm and took a deep breath to calm himself down. He knew he couldn't give up his faith and principles so easily. He raised his head and looked at Duke Walter Polson, and said firmly: "I have not apostatized! I will never betray my faith!"

Duke Walter Polson's face darkened. He didn't expect Father Jesus to be so firm. He laughed coldly, "Oh, don't tell me that. You should explain it to the church! You accepted someone else's house as a benefit, and you tried your best to speak for the people of Jingjiang. The church hates Orientals. How could they believe you?"

Father Jesus' heart ached. He knew that he had indeed received help from the people of Jingjiang, but that did not mean that he had betrayed his faith. He clenched his fists tightly and calmed himself down. He raised his head and looked at Duke Walter Bolson, and said firmly: "I have never done anything to let the church down! I will use my actions to prove my innocence!"

Duke Walter Polson sneered, and without saying anything more, he turned and left the church. He knew that he had failed to convince Father Jesus this time, but he did not give up. He believed that as long as he had enough patience and means, he would be able to achieve his goal.

Father Jesus watched the back of Duke Walter Polson leaving, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that this matter would not end so easily, but he also knew that he had to stick to his beliefs and principles. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. He knew that he still had a long way to go and a lot to do. He had to hold on until the last moment.

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In the twilight of the harbor, a huge ship was quietly anchored on the rippling sea. A figure stood on the bow. It was the leader of Jingjiang, who was called "Dogtail Grass" by the people in the underworld. He was wearing a black robe, which fluttered gently in the wind, as if he had merged with the endless sea. His face was firm and deep, with a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. His nose was high and straight, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling of both mystery and danger.

The sea breeze blew his long hair, and a few strands of silver hair sparkled in the afterglow of the setting sun. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, as if thinking about something important. Behind him, a young attendant, Kalemi, was respectfully reporting the latest intelligence to him.

"Let the cardinal be killed, so I don't have to do it myself." Dogtail Grass's voice was low and magnetic, as if it carried an irresistible force. He tilted his head slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "But I didn't expect that Foberle has become a small leader now? Then we may be able to do things more smoothly here in the future."

Kalemi lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Gouweicao'er's eyes. He answered cautiously, "Yes, sir. Foberle has a high reputation and influence in the local area. His joining us will indeed bring us a lot of convenience."

Dogtail Grass nodded and turned to walk towards the cabin. His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to be on solid ground. Kalemi followed closely behind him, and the figures of the two gradually disappeared in the shadow of the cabin in the afterglow of the sunset.

Inside the cabin, under the dim light, a young man was tied to a pillar, his eyes full of fear and despair. His clothes were tattered, his face was covered with scars, and he looked like he had suffered inhuman torture.

"When are you going to send him home?" Kalemi's voice echoed in the cabin.

Dogtail Grass walked up to the young man and looked at him carefully. He saw that although the man was in a difficult situation, there was an unyielding light in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Go home? Where is there a home to go back to? Only people with no future would think about going home every day! He has special skills; he can just serve the Jinyiwei; just stay here."

When the young man heard this, a trace of astonishment and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He struggled to say something, but his mouth was tightly bound by the cloth strip, and he could only make a "wuwu" sound.

Gouweicaoer turned and walked out of the cabin, his voice full of firmness and determination: "There is no need to discuss this matter anymore; let him stay here and serve; continue to manage his power! If he needs money, give him money; if he needs information, give him information; I guarantee that he will have a more enjoyable life than in Jingjiang!"

Kalemi followed closely behind and followed Dogtail Grass out of the cabin. The two came to the deck, Dogtail Grass looked at the distant horizon and took a deep breath. The sea breeze with a salty and humid smell blew in his face, blowing away the boredom and depression in his heart.

"He seems to be the King of Han River's man. The Razor Society needs to find out the truth and report back to us. The court needs accurate information." Kalemi's voice was filled with worry.

Dogtail Grass nodded and said, "I know what you are worried about. But you have to understand that we are doing something big. Sometimes, for the greater good, we have to make some sacrifices. If this man is really the King of Hanjiang's man, then his existence is a huge threat to us. We must find out his true identity and purpose as soon as possible."

Kalemi was silent for a while, then said: "I knew it would be like this; what if I don't take him back; it will drag on for two years after two years; it will never end..." He sighed, seeming helpless and frustrated about this situation.

Dogtail Grass patted Kalemi's shoulder and comforted her, "Don't worry; we will find a way. The most important thing now is to stay calm and rational; don't be intimidated by the difficulties in front of you."

As the two were talking, a small boat in the sea caught their attention. Kalemi pointed at the boat and said, "My lord, look there!"

Dogtail Grass looked in the direction of Kalemi's finger and saw a small boat speeding across the sea. The figure on the boat was none other than Father Jesus, whom they had been waiting for for a long time.

After a while, Father Jesus came to the deck panting. He looked a little tired, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

Dogtail Grass smiled and went to meet him, and asked, "Father, have you gained anything?"

Father Jesus took a deep breath and began to recount his previous experiences in detail. He described how he met Duke Walter Polson, how he learned about the murder of the cardinal, and the content of their conversation.

As Father Jesus continued to tell the story, Dogtail Grass's expression became more and more strange. He had never expected that things would develop to this point: the cardinal was killed, and the priest was promoted to be the new cardinal... All this seemed to indicate that the coming storm would be even more violent.

Dogtail Grass pondered for a while, then said: "If it really succeeds, it will be interesting! Both the black and white worlds will be under the control of Jingjiang! The two sides work together... If you want to stabilize a region, the most complicated problem is not the regular army, but the intricate relationship between various forces in the society. Father, your position will become very important, and you will have the opportunity to do a lot of good things for Ferrero's believers and reform those unreasonable rules according to your wishes."

Father Jesus felt a warm current in his heart when he heard what Gouweicaoer said. He had always wanted to do more for Ferrero's followers, but due to his position and influence, many things could only remain at the idea stage. Now, the opportunity seemed to be right in front of him, and he felt excited and nervous.

He looked at the distant sea horizon, where the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the sea, sparkling and beautiful. But under this beautiful scenery, he felt an unprecedented pressure. He knew that once he accepted the position of cardinal, it would mean that he would take on more responsibilities and obligations, and would also face more challenges and difficulties.

"God-given opportunity? Blessing?" Father Jesus silently chanted these words in his heart. He felt his heartbeat speed up, as if a powerful force was pushing him to make a decision. He took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, as if releasing the pressure in his heart.

"Father, this is a godsend opportunity. You can't miss it." Dogtail Grass's voice sounded in his ears again. His tone was firm and powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

Father Jesus nodded, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that he could not hesitate any longer and must seize this opportunity to do more for Ferrero's followers.

"Okay, I accept the position." Father Jesus finally made the decision. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of strength and determination.

Hearing this, Gouweicaoer was overjoyed. He held Father Jesus' hand tightly and said, "Great! Father, I believe you can be qualified for this position. We in Jingjiang will fully support your work and provide you with all the necessary help."

The two smiled at each other, as if they had seen hope for the future. They knew that with the joining of Father Jesus, the cooperation between Jingjiang and the church would be closer, and the Ferrero region would usher in a new era.

As the night deepened, the sea breeze blew gently, and the lights on the ship swayed in the night. Dogtail Grass and Father Jesus stood on the deck, looking at the distant horizon, their hearts full of expectations and longings. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as they worked hand in hand and worked together, they would be able to create a better tomorrow.

In the court, beneath the magnificent dragon throne, a solemn and tense atmosphere enveloped the court. Above the dome, carved beams and painted buildings fully displayed the majesty of the royal family. Against this solemn background, the ministers were arguing with their faces red, their voices rising and falling, as if they were about to overturn this solemn palace. They were either standing or sitting, gesticulating, or waving their sleeves and scolding, each arguing for their own point of view.

Among this group of excited ministers, one figure stood out. He was Lin Xiaofeng, a thin, handsome middle-aged man. He shrank his neck, hiding among the crowd like a quail, with his hands in his wide sleeves, looking extremely reserved. His eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and fatigue, as if he had long been tired of this endless dispute.

Lin Xiaofeng was wearing a green official robe with delicate cloud patterns embroidered on it, but at the moment he had no time to appreciate this gorgeous dress. His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were flashing with complex emotions. He sometimes lowered his head in deep thought, and sometimes raised his head to observe the reactions of the people around him, as if he was looking for a way to get rid of it.

The sky outside the court was gloomy and depressing, and the north wind was howling, making the treetops sway. The dark clouds seemed to foreshadow the coming storm. The atmosphere in the court was also tense, and the ministers' arguments became more and more intense.

The focus of this debate was still the old headache - the crazy rise in iron prices. On this issue, Lin Xiaofeng had been vague several times, trying to get away with it. But this time, he knew that he could no longer avoid it.

Lin Xiaofeng's heart was full of contradictions and struggles. He knew that his original intention of building the railway was for the prosperity and development of the country, but now he had to face the doubts and accusations from the court. He tried to explain his ideas and plans, but every time he opened his mouth, he was drowned out by the fierce arguments.

The railway project jointly built by North Corridor University and the Royal Institute has now become a hot topic in Beijing. This railway is like a giant dragon winding between fields and villages, and it continues to extend as if it wants to connect the entire country together. Wherever the railway passes, it will attract countless curious eyes and discussions.

At first, ordinary people thought it was just some new invention of the research institute and didn't pay much attention to it. But as the construction of the railway progressed, crowds of people came to watch. They stopped to watch this magical railway and marveled at its huge scale and advanced technology.

However, as time went by, people's speculation and discussion about this railway became more and more intense. Some said it was to strengthen border defense, some speculated that it was to transport military rations faster, and some even said it was to find some treasure. These rumors spread like wildfire, making the whole capital city boil.

However, for Lin Xiaofeng, his original intention of building this railway was much simpler. He never asked questions about heaven or earth, but only focused on practicality. He firmly believed that this railway would bring great impetus to the prosperity and development of the country. Under his explanation and guidance, the people gradually accepted the view that the scientific research of the railway by Dongda University was actually to protect the dragon vein of the country, so as to bless the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty and eternal peace.

As a result, more and more people flocked to the railway, hoping to get some dragon energy to bring good luck and blessings to themselves and their families in the coming year. They knelt devoutly beside the railway, clasped their hands together, and prayed silently. These scenes made Lin Xiaofeng feel both relieved and helpless. He was relieved that his ideas were recognized and supported by the people, but he was also helpless about the doubts and accusations in the court.

In the court, the ministers' arguments became more and more intense. They accused Lin Xiaofeng of extravagance and waste of national resources. They questioned the practicality and necessity of the railway, and some even proposed to remove Lin Xiaofeng from office to quell public anger. These remarks were like sharp knives piercing Lin Xiaofeng's heart, making him feel extremely painful and desperate.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly stood out. He was a young official named Li Qingyang. He was tall and handsome, with a pair of bright eyes flashing with determination. He said loudly: "My Lords, please listen to me! Lord Lin did not build this railway for personal gain or to be mysterious! He knows the needs of the country and the suffering of the people! This railway will greatly promote the country's economic development and improve people's livelihood! We should give him full trust and support!"

Li Qingyang's words were like a stream of fresh air injected into the muddy court, and everyone was moved. They began to re-examine their views and attitudes towards Lin Xiaofeng, and fell into deep thought...

The morning light was dim, and the sky of the capital was just beginning to turn pale. However, the atmosphere in the court was like a dark cloud, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. The voices of discussion were like the howling before a violent storm, foreshadowing an inevitable storm.

Outside the court, the rising sun cast its golden light on the red walls and green tiles, but inside this magnificent palace, it seemed to be shrouded in an invisible haze. The ministers of the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Revenue, and the Ministry of Works all had heavy faces, accusing the young man named Lin Xiaofeng. Their voices intertwined together, forming a powerful force that seemed to drown Lin Xiaofeng in this endless accusation.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in a corner of the court. He was thin, but his back was as straight as a pine tree. His face was delicate, and his deep eyes shone with determination. He was wearing a green official robe embroidered with delicate cloud patterns, highlighting his status as an official appointed by the court. However, at this moment, he became the focus of everyone's accusations, like a lonely lamb surrounded by wolves.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the people in the court without a trace of fear on his face. He knew very well that the construction of this railway was very important to the country and the people. It was a masterpiece that he had poured countless efforts and energy into. He could not give up easily because of the difficulties and doubts in front of him.

"My dear colleagues, building a railway is a major national event. How can we destroy it for the sake of temporary benefits?" Lin Xiaofeng's voice was loud and firm, echoing in the court like thunder. His words were like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the short-sightedness and selfishness of those ministers.

However, the ministers did not buy it. They stood up one after another, pointed at Lin Xiaofeng and scolded him loudly. Their words swept in like a storm, making it almost impossible for Lin Xiaofeng to breathe. He clenched his fists tightly, his heart filled with anger and unwillingness.

At this moment, Emperor Jingjiang spoke slowly. His voice was deep and majestic, as if there was an invisible force that made everyone awed. He frowned, looked at Lin Xiaofeng with a sharp gaze, and asked, "My dear Lin, what is the use of this railway? Why are you so insistent on building it?"

Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement. He slowly raised his head and looked at Emperor Jingjiang, his eyes flashing with determination. He said: "Your Majesty, the construction of railways is of vital significance to the development of the country. It will greatly shorten the distance between different places, promote the circulation of goods and the exchange of people. At the same time, it will also become an important link connecting the various parts of the Ming Dynasty, making the country more cohesive. Your Majesty, please give me some time to prove its value."

His words were as warm and firm as the spring breeze, and moved everyone present. However, the ministers were still unyielding, and they all demanded to dismantle the seemingly useless railway and buy back the dismantled rails at a fair price to be re-refined into practical items such as weapons and farm tools.

Lin Xiaofeng was furious when he heard this. He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with anger. The steel used in those rails is all specially refined and fine! If I buy them at a low price, wouldn't that be the same as robbing them? Thinking of this, he was even more furious.

However, he did not lose his mind. He took a deep breath and calmed down his excitement. He looked at the ministers with a determined light in his eyes. He said: "If I cannot satisfy you in two months, I am willing to accept any punishment!"

As soon as these words came out, the court fell silent. Everyone looked at this young man who was usually inconspicuous in shock, and began to re-examine this seemingly absurd railway project.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Lin Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and added: "If you are still not satisfied, I will go to the palace to keep watch for the emperor's grandson!" Once this was said, there was no more opposition in the court. The ministers looked at this scene in astonishment, their eyes widened, their faces full of disbelief. They seemed to have seen the most incredible thing in the world, and their astonishment was like seeing a ghost.

Wang Jingwen couldn't help but stretch his neck, and with a trembling voice, he reminded: "Captain Lin, you should be careful with your words!" His heart was full of worry, as if he had foreseen an impending storm.

However, Lin Xiaofeng didn't care. He looked at Wang Jingwen deeply, with a determined light in his eyes. He said, "I know what I am saying and what I am doing. I am willing to bear all the consequences just to prove the value of this railway."

His words were as clear and firm as a mountain spring, moving everyone present.

Emperor Jingjiang sat on the magnificent dragon throne, with a smile on his face like the rising sun, but there was an imperceptible haze in his eyes. His eyes stayed on Lin Xiaofeng for a long time, as if he was appreciating a painting full of persistence. Lin Xiaofeng, the once unknown scholar, now stood in the court, with a firm and crazy light in his eyes, as if he was carrying the future of the whole world on his shoulders.

Emperor Jingjiang could not help but feel confused and helpless. He looked at the young man in front of him, as if he saw the shadow of his youth - at that time, he was also so persistent, so crazy, and would do anything for his ideal. However, time flies, and now he has become so cautious and hesitant.

In the court, the ministers were silent. Their eyes swept over Lin Xiaofeng with a hint of confusion and contempt. They could not understand the young man's thoughts, and they could not accept such a fact - how could a road bless the country? Wasn't this being deceived? They lamented in their hearts, but no one dared to refute it.

Emperor Jingjiang took a deep breath, knowing that he had to make a decision. He spoke slowly, his voice as firm as stone: "Since Lord Lin has made up his mind, let's give him another two months. If he can't give everyone a satisfactory answer after two months, we will demolish the railway!"

As soon as the words fell, a murmur broke out in the court. The ministers were talking to each other, but Emperor Jingjiang said no more, just waved his hand, indicating that the court meeting was over.

After the court meeting, Emperor Jingjiang remained in the hall. He gently rubbed his brows, as if thinking about something important. The sunlight outside the window shone through the window lattice onto his golden dragon robe, creating a faint halo. His eyes were deep and complex, as if he was recalling the past years.

Wang Jingwen stood by and waited on him. He carefully observed the expression of Emperor Jingjiang and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He knew that although the emperor looked gentle and amiable on the surface, his heart was as deep and unfathomable as the abyss.

After a while, Emperor Jingjiang finally spoke: "Go, send someone to Beilang University to investigate the situation of the railway. Remember, be low-key and don't be too rude. If someone really confuses Xiaofeng, bring that person to me immediately!"

Wang Jingwen responded in a low voice. He was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly stopped, as if he had something to say. Emperor Jingjiang raised his head and looked at him with an inquiring look. Wang Jingwen hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to ask: "What I want to ask is, if Lord Lin cannot satisfy all the officials..."

Before he could finish his words, Emperor Jingjiang slammed the table and interrupted him. With a red face, Emperor Jingjiang shouted: "Are you old and confused? He is my good son-in-law!" His voice echoed in the empty hall, as if it was going to shake the whole hall down.

Wang Jingwen was so frightened that his soul flew away. He quickly bowed and retreated, his heart full of regret and self-blame. He knew that what he had just said had angered the emperor, but he also knew that he was telling the truth. If Lin Xiaofeng really couldn't satisfy the officials, what would be the fate of this railway? He didn't dare to imagine it.

Emperor Jingjiang looked at Wang Jingwen's departing back, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He knew that his preference for Lin Xiaofeng might cause dissatisfaction and criticism from the ministers, but he also believed in his own vision. He believed that Lin Xiaofeng could create miracles and make this railway the pride of the country.

At this time, the sunlight outside the window was gradually setting in the west, shrouding the hall in a golden afterglow. Emperor Jingjiang stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance. His heart was full of expectations and worries, but he knew that no matter what the result was, he had to support Lin Xiaofeng. Because he was his son-in-law and the hope in his heart.

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Two days later, when the first rays of sunlight at dawn had not yet completely dispelled the silence of the night, the train station outside North Corridor University was already bustling with activity. This building, like a bright spot after the earth awakens, stands proudly before everyone's eyes. Its appearance is magnificent and novel, adopting the unique architectural style of the North Corridor area, integrating classical and modern elements, showing grandeur and luxury.

The building covers a large area, and the surrounding walls are inlaid with exquisite carvings, as if telling the weight of history. The main building rises high into the sky, like a solid tower, standing firmly in the center. The large clock inlaid on the building, the pointer slowly turns, constantly reminding people of the passage of time. And the five eye-catching red characters "North Corridor University Station" hanging in the center of the building, shining brightly under the sunlight, instantly make people understand the identity of this building.

There are two spacious doors under the buildings on both sides of the building. The transparent glass doors are crystal clear under the sunlight, as if you can see through the world inside the doors. The skylight on the top is also made of glass, which brings the color of the sky and the temperature of the sunlight into the station just right. The sunlight falls on the smooth ground, forming patches of mottled light and shadow, adding a bit of warmth and vitality to the entire train station.

Looking in from the outside, the train station is spacious and bright, with rows of shops neatly arranged. Although the shops are empty now, through the glass windows, you can see a wide variety of goods on the shelves, which makes people imagine the prosperous and lively scene here in the future.

Since the railway station was built, there have been few people here because the train has not yet been officially put into use. Even many teachers and students of North Corridor University do not know the specific purpose of this building. However, today, this railway station will usher in its historic moment - the first on-road test of the train. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the test, the Jinyiwei carried out strict patrols and monitoring on the test sections along the railway. They were dressed in uniform uniforms, holding weapons, and guarding on both sides of the railway with serious expressions. As the starting station of the train, many equipment have been moved here to facilitate future maintenance and testing. These equipment are neatly placed on the platform, waiting for the upcoming historic moment.

When Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian brought all the staff of the water station and several elite painters from the Beilang Academy to the train station, everyone showed great interest and expectation. They came here early to witness this historic moment with their own eyes.

As a student of Beilang University, Li Dexian is full of enthusiasm and expectation for the development of trains. In the past six months, he has been stationed in the water boiler almost every day, keeping an eye on the progress of the train. Now, watching this huge train that he has poured countless efforts into is about to run on the rails, his heart is full of expectation and pride. He is wearing an exquisite white robe and a hat inlaid with gems, and he looks energetic. His eyes are shining with excitement, as if he has seen the magnificent scene of himself driving the train on the rails.

Lin Xiaofeng was dressed in ordinary cloth, but his eyes were also shining with anticipation. Seeing Li Dexian eager to try, he could not help but remind him: "Your Highness, you must remember the operating instructions when you drive the train later! You must not make any mistakes on your first attempt. If this behemoth gets out of control, the consequences will be disastrous."

Li Dexian held his head high with his chest puffed out, his eyes gleaming with determination: "How could I forget! My dream is to drive a train! I have practiced it many times and I am sure there is no problem. Today I can finally realize my dream, and no one can stop me! You don't disbelieve me, do you?"

Lin Xiaofeng looked at Li Dexian's confident look, and a sense of pride surged in his heart. He rubbed his hands and said expectantly: "Of course I trust Your Highness. What I mean is, since you are absolutely sure, how about including me? I also want to participate, even if it's just shoveling coal!"

Li Dexian laughed loudly upon hearing this and readily agreed to Lin Xiaofeng's request: "It turns out to be such a small matter, just come on. By the way, why did you bring these painters here? They probably have never seen a train before."

Lin Xiaofeng smiled mysteriously and said without further explanation: "They will be useful later." He turned around and waved to the painters, signaling them to follow. These painters were elite students from the North Corridor Academy. They held brushes and drawing boards, with curiosity in their eyes. Although they had never seen a train, they were full of anticipation and curiosity about the historic moment they were about to witness.

As the crowd arrived, the atmosphere at the train station became more and more heated. Everyone was excitedly discussing the upcoming train test, their hearts full of anticipation and excitement. As this historic moment was about to arrive, everyone was ready and waiting for that moment to come.

The night was as dark as ink, dotted with stars, as if the lights in the universe were scattered on this silent land. The two walked side by side, their footsteps echoing slightly on the gravel path, breaking the tranquility around them. Their shadows stretched out in the moonlight, like two winding streams, slowly flowing towards the unknown distance.

Soon, they came to an open space, where they saw a huge train quietly parked, like a sleeping beast. The train was covered with a thick layer of black cloth, which swayed gently in the night wind, adding a bit of mystery and solemnity. The two stood in front of the train, and an inexplicable excitement and curiosity surged in their hearts.

One of them was tall and had a resolute face. He was Li Dexian. He was wearing a dark blue robe with a golden belt around his waist, which made him look very heroic. His eyes were deep and firm, as if they could penetrate all the fog and get to the essence of things. His hands were clenched into fists, as if he was suppressing his inner excitement and tension.

The other person was Lin Xiaofeng, who was thin, handsome, and had a curious and excited look in his eyes. He was wearing a white robe, and the hem of his robe fluttered in the wind, giving him a sense of elegance and freedom. He touched his nose from time to time, with a shy smile on his face, looking a little immature and innocent.

"Lao Lin, are you ready?" Li Dexian's voice was low and powerful, like a huge rock falling into the lake, causing ripples.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded and replied, "Your Highness, I'm ready." Although his voice was a little trembling, his tone was very firm.

Li Dexian waved his hand gently, signaling the people around him to come forward and uncover the black cloth on the train. As the black cloth was slowly uncovered, the hideous appearance of the train gradually appeared before everyone's eyes. The black body of the train was angular, with smooth and powerful lines, exuding a cold and majestic atmosphere. The front of the train was round, with a huge headlight inlaid on it, emitting a soft and bright light, adding a touch of warmth to the dark night.

A group of painters gathered around, chattering. They were originally teaching sketching in school, but now they looked at the huge train with curiosity like children. They were surprised, amazed, confused, and expectant. Various emotions intertwined to form a vivid picture.

"Master Lin, do you want us to paint this thing?" A painter asked with courage. His voice was full of doubt and expectation, like a kitten tentatively extending its claws.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "No, you will have plenty of opportunities to draw this thing in the future. Now, please follow His Highness into the car. No matter what happens later, please keep quiet and don't talk too much. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The painters answered in unison. Their voices were uniform and powerful, as if a well-trained army was receiving orders. Their faces were filled with determination and expectation, as if they could not wait to step on this mysterious train.

As the painters boarded the train one after another, the lights in the train carriage gradually lit up. The decoration inside the carriage was exquisite and luxurious, with soft seats, exquisite murals, elegant chandeliers... everything looked so comfortable and luxurious. The painters sat in their seats, curiously looking at everything around them, their hearts full of expectation and curiosity.

Li Dexian personally checked every corner of the train and after confirming that everything was normal, he returned to the cab. He sat in the driver's seat, holding the joystick tightly with both hands, his eyes firm and focused. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement and nervousness. He knew that the next test would be a severe test for all of them. But he believed that with everyone's joint efforts, they would be able to successfully complete this test mission.

Lin Xiaofeng was also waiting in the cab. He looked around curiously. Although he had been following the progress of the train, this was his first time to enter the cab in person. Every instrument and device here made him feel extremely novel and excited. He couldn't help but want to operate those sophisticated instruments, but thinking of Li Dexian's instructions, he forced himself to hold back the impulse.

"Old Lin, you should go add more coal, and don't mess around with the others!" Li Dexian said with a smile when he saw Lin Xiaofeng's excitement. His voice was full of gentleness and concern, as if an elder was teaching a younger generation.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded and replied, "Don't worry, Your Highness. Everything is up to you." He turned and walked to the coal stove, carefully taking down the ancient flint. He held the flint tightly with both hands and struck it repeatedly, recreating the ancient skill of striking stone to make fire. Finally, the tinder was lit, and the weak flame swayed in the stove, as if a star fell into the dark cab.

In the twilight of dawn, the roar of the train gradually broke the silence. Steam gushed out like a giant dragon, drawing white arcs in the morning light, while the wheels rolled on the rails, making a rhythmic "click-click" sound, as if telling a new history.

Lin Xiaofeng, the young train driver, stood in front of the furnace, concentrating on watching the blazing flames. His body was thin and resolute, and his hands were rough and strong, which were the marks of countless days and nights of hard work. His eyes flashed with determination, as if there was an invisible force supporting him and allowing him to keep moving forward in this difficult environment.

The car body shook slightly, and the vibration was like the pulse of the earth, spreading from the soles of his feet to his whole body. Lin Xiaofeng felt this power, took a deep breath, and added coal to the furnace more vigorously. Black smoke and dust flew around him, filling the air and forming a hazy mist. But Lin Xiaofeng ignored it, and his eyes were only on the dancing flames and the spinning wheels.

The rails stretched into the distance like a winding dragon, crossing mountains and rivers, leading to an unknown world. This steel-cast giant slowly drove out of the station, its wheels spinning rapidly, raising gusts of dust. The locomotive roared, and the sound was shocking, as if the whole world was trembling.

Li Dexian stood aside, his face full of nervousness and anticipation. He kept observing the operation of the train, fearing any accidents. Seeing that Lin Xiaofeng had no intention of stopping, he hurriedly shouted: "Lao Lin, that's enough, no need to add more." His voice seemed a little weak in the roar of the locomotive, but Lin Xiaofeng still heard it.

Lin Xiaofeng raised his head. His face was slightly blackened by the coal smoke, but his eyes were as bright as stars. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the excitement in his chest. He stood up, patted the dust off his hands, and then walked to the window and looked out.

The scenery outside the window passed by quickly. It was a vast wilderness, with green rice fields and golden wheat fields intertwined to form a beautiful picture. In the distance, the mountains were undulating and shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland. Lin Xiaofeng's heart was filled with unprecedented excitement and excitement - they actually succeeded!

The carriage was filled with cheers and people were jumping for joy. Their faces were all filled with happy smiles. At this moment, they seemed to see the dawn of hope for the future. Lin Xiaofeng also smiled, and his smile was full of satisfaction and pride. He knew that their efforts were not in vain, and they really changed the world.

Li Dexian came over, his face also filled with a happy smile. He patted Lin Xiaofeng on the shoulder and said, "Old Lin, come out and take a look. It's too stuffy in here." Lin Xiaofeng nodded and walked out quickly, standing on the small platform, holding the railing and looking into the distance.

The strong wind blew his hair and blew away the fatigue in his heart. He felt an unprecedented sense of ease and freedom, as if the whole world was at his feet. Li Dexian also came out and stood beside him. They stood side by side, feeling the vibration of the car body and the rumbling of the wheels.

"Five minutes have passed. It has been smooth. We succeeded..." Li Dexian's voice was trembling, but his eyes were shining with determination, as if this moment was one of the happiest moments in his life. "We really succeeded!"

Lin Xiaofeng didn't say anything. He just pursed his lips tightly and stared at the front. His heart was full of emotion and excitement. He knew that this cross-era product was born under their leadership! Two completely different eras were firmly connected by this railway! The world has already stepped into the fast-developing lane. It can be foreseen that the industrial age will come in the next few decades!
Looking back on his journey through time, Lin Xiaofeng was filled with emotion. He came here from a strange world and experienced countless difficulties and setbacks, but he never gave up. He always adhered to his beliefs and ideals, led a group of refugees to fight their way out, and finally established Yangqu County to provide a shelter for these homeless people.

However, just when he thought he could live peacefully in this paradise, Emperor Jingjiang pulled him back to reality. He could not refuse this mission because he knew he had the responsibility to change the world and save those who lived in misery. So he set out on the journey again with endless courage and determination to face unknown challenges.

Now he finally did it. He profoundly changed the world and firmly connected the two eras. He knew that this was just the beginning and there would be more challenges and opportunities waiting for him in the future. But he believed that as long as they were united, nothing could stop them from moving forward!

Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath and felt the strong wind coming towards him. He knew that the road was still long, but he was ready. He would continue to move forward with this honor and achievement to embrace a better future!
Lin Xiaofeng's journey against the wind
The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Lin Xiaofeng's face, coating him with a layer of golden brilliance. He stood on the small platform of the locomotive facing the wind, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and his face showed nostalgia. He stared into the distance, as if he had penetrated the tunnel of time and returned to the self in his previous life who was full of fantasy and desire.

Lin Xiaofeng, a little man who was once so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary. He was always full of endless fantasies about the world and full of strong curiosity about unknown things. He was self-righteous and always felt that he was different and had the power to change the world. However, in the face of the cruel reality, he had to bow his head and silently bear the pressure of life.

However, on that seemingly ordinary day, an accidental inspiration struck him like lightning. He jumped up excitedly, dancing and describing to the people around him the idea that could change the world - a car that could walk on its own and carry countless goods. At first, people thought he was crazy, and some even laughed at his wild ideas. However, Lin Xiaofeng did not give up, he firmly believed that his idea was correct and could be realized.

So he began a long journey of research. He read countless books, studied various mechanical principles, and even made models by himself. He worked day and night, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him. His friends were moved by his persistence and joined him one after another. They faced difficulties together, shared joy together, and went through those days full of hardships and tears together.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng stood on the small platform of the locomotive, feeling the breeze, his heart full of emotion. He recalled the days and nights of struggle, the draft papers soaked with sweat, and the tools that were polished to a shine. He thought of the friends who accompanied him through the journey, and their smiles, tears, and sweat were deeply engraved in his heart.

Tears had soaked his clothes without him noticing. They were tears of happiness, tears of satisfaction, and tears of recognition for his past hard work and hope for the future. He raised his head and looked into the distance, which was the beginning of his dream and the end of his present. He knew that he had realized his dream and had changed the world.

Li Dexian stood beside him and held his hand tightly. Their eyes met, as if they could see the excitement and joy in each other's hearts. Their hands were tightly held together, as if they wanted to pass on this feeling forever. Tears rolled in their eyes, but they never fell. They looked at each other without saying a word, only tears flowed silently, as if telling the joy and excitement in their hearts.

The atmosphere of laughter and joy in the carriage fell silent at this moment. Everyone sat silently, their eyes sparkling with tears, looking at the fast-moving scenery outside the window. They were filled with emotion and excitement, as if they could feel the shock and joy brought by this historic moment. They remembered their past efforts and contributions, and the days that accompanied them. At this moment, their hearts were filled with satisfaction and happiness, as if the whole world was cheering for them.

The train slowly pulled out of the platform, taking away their memories and tears, as well as their dreams and hopes. However, they knew that their dreams had come true and their efforts had been rewarded. They would always remember this historic moment and their dedication and perseverance.

Lin Xiaofeng stood on the small platform of the locomotive, looking at the train going farther and farther away, his heart filled with emotion and reluctance. He knew that this historic moment would be forever engraved in his heart and become the most precious memory of his life. He turned around and bowed deeply to the distant sky, as if paying tribute to his dream and thanking the friends who had accompanied him along the way.

At this time, a gorgeous rainbow appeared in the sky, as if it was God's blessing and affirmation to them. Lin Xiaofeng raised his head and looked at the beautiful rainbow, his heart filled with gratitude and awe. He knew that this was his dream blooming and his future calling. He will always remember this moment, and will always remember his dreams and pursuits.

The train went farther and farther away and disappeared into the distant horizon. However, the friendship and dream of Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian remained here forever. They knew that their road was still long and their dream was still far away. However, as long as they persisted and did not give up, they would surely create more miracles and brilliance.

The painter stood in the carriage, looking at the scenery outside the window, his heart filled with emotion and excitement. He used the brush in his hand to record this unforgettable moment, freezing their smiles and tears on the canvas. He knew that this painting would remain in people's hearts forever and become their most precious memory and commemoration.

As the night deepened, the train sped along the rails. The lights in the carriage gradually dimmed, but people's hearts were full of hope and expectation. They knew that their future was still long and their dreams were still far away. However, as long as they persisted and did not give up, they would surely be able to create more miracles and brilliance.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng stood on the small platform of the train head, looking at the distant sky, his heart was full of emotion and expectation. He knew that he still had a long way to go and his dream was still far away. However, he believed that as long as he persisted and did not give up, he would be able to realize his dream and create more miracles and glory.

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The test run was finally completed, and the train slowly pulled into the terminal in the afterglow of the evening. Its huge body was like a tired traveler who had finally completed a long journey and slowly stopped, as if cheering and celebrating for us. Beside the rails, the golden wheat fields swayed in the wind, as if dancing for the achievement of this moment.

The door of the carriage slowly opened, and Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian jumped out of the carriage at the same time. Their faces were covered with coal dust, but they could not hide their joy and excitement. Lin Xiaofeng, the engineer who was always calm and composed, now had a gleam in his eyes, as bright as stars. There was a light dust on his face, but it seemed to add a bit of bravery and indomitable spirit to his work clothes. Li Dexian, the technical backbone who usually didn't talk much, couldn't help but show a rare smile at this moment, his eyes were full of expectations and longings for the future.

People got off the bus one after another, with happy smiles on everyone's faces. They hugged each other or shook hands to congratulate each other, as if all the hard work and efforts had been rewarded at this moment. The air was filled with an indescribable joy, just like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and bright.

Lin Xiaofeng stood in the middle of the crowd, raised his hands and shouted, "Congratulations! Our train has finally been successfully launched!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, full of excitement and pride. At this moment, he seemed to have become everyone's hero. Every word he said was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart, triggering waves of strong resonance.

In order to commemorate this moment of creation, Lin Xiaofeng specially invited a painter from Dongda University to create a painting together with everyone to leave for future generations. The painter is a middle-aged man with a thin figure, but his eyes are shining with sharp light. He holds a paintbrush and stands quietly by the side, observing everything around him, as if looking for inspiration.

Lin Xiaofeng walked up to the painter and introduced him enthusiastically: "This is one of the heroes of our project. He will use his brush to record the glory of this moment." The painter nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude to Lin Xiaofeng.

As the painter's brushstrokes danced on the canvas, a vivid picture gradually appeared in front of everyone. In the center of the picture, Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dexian sat close together, their faces were filled with smiles, and their eyes were shining with expectations for the future. On their left and right and behind them were people from the research institute, each of whom was smiling and making a V-shaped gesture. This action later triggered a trend of taking photos and imitating it in later generations, which lasted for a long time.

At this moment, the painter's brushstrokes seem to have life, dancing quickly on the canvas, depicting every detail vividly. The sunlight shines through the window onto the canvas, adding a bit of warmth and brightness to the picture.

Everyone gathered around and watched the painter quietly. Their faces were filled with happy smiles, as if the joy and emotion of this moment had been deeply imprinted in their hearts. Lin Xiaofeng stood aside, with a proud light in his eyes, as if he had already seen the scene of this painting being passed down through the ages in the future.

Only at this moment did Li Dexian realize that painters could be used in this way. He smiled and said to Lin Xiaofeng, "Old Lin, you are so thoughtful." Lin Xiaofeng smiled, revealing his white teeth. He took out a small notebook from his chest, shook it and said, "This is not enough. I also want to write history! I want to write a history of railways and record the names of all the people who participated in the construction, without missing a single one." His voice was firm and powerful, as if he had made up his mind.

Amid everyone's enthusiasm, the painter finally finished the famous painting. He gently put down his brush and looked at his work with satisfaction. Every person in the picture was lifelike, as if they were right in front of him. Lin Xiaofeng walked up and looked at the painting carefully, with excitement flashing in his eyes. He expressed his heartfelt gratitude to the painter and promised to keep the painting forever as a precious treasure of the institute.

Li Dexian also came forward, patted Lin Xiaofeng on the shoulder and said, "You are the real heroes." His voice was full of admiration and gratitude. Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were full of determination and confidence.

As time went by, this painting gradually became the iconic work of the institute. Whenever someone mentioned this painting, they would think of that glorious moment and those who worked hard for the railway industry. And the V-shaped hand gesture also became one of the classic actions imitated by later generations when taking photos and has been passed down for a long time.

Deep in the palace, the vermilion door of the warm room was tightly closed, as if isolating the outside world. However, behind this door, there was a heated discussion about the fate of the country. The light in the warm room was soft and solemn, and the magnificent dragon carvings flickered mysteriously under the candlelight.

Emperor Jingjiang sat on the throne, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, majestic and solemn. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through everything. His hands were gently placed on the imperial desk, playing with a delicate jade ring between his fingers, and every turn revealed his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

The heads of the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of War, and the Cabinet stood on both sides, all with solemn expressions on their faces. They knew that this discussion was about the future of the country and could not be sloppy. Each of them stared at Emperor Jingjiang, expecting him to make a wise decision.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and the candlelight in the warm room swayed, as if foreshadowing something. Emperor Jingjiang frowned slightly, and he looked up and looked out the window, only to see the stars in the night sky, as if telling endless secrets. He retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Si Tingfeng, tell me about the supply of pig iron in the market first."

Si Tingfeng stood up, with a trace of worry on his face. He answered respectfully, "Your Majesty, the supply of pig iron in the market is becoming increasingly tight, and the price continues to rise. Compared with the previous two months, it has more than doubled. The Ministry of War, the Ministry of Works and the Imperial Academy are jointly developing new cannons. However, due to the skyrocketing iron prices and the fact that the technology is not yet mature, the original budget of 370,000 taels is already stretched."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang frowned. He looked at Shu Wenxu, hoping that he could come up with a solution. Shu Wenxu looked troubled. He hesitated for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Your Majesty, now that there is no war, can the manufacture of guns and cannons be eased a little? The most difficult problem at present is the construction of the railway. When the railway is completed in two months, the supply of pig iron will be restored. In addition, the Ministry of Revenue has just allocated 3 million taels to the new ship development project, and the Ministry of War may be able to coordinate internally."

After hearing this, Si Tingfeng frowned. He retorted: "Master Shu, this is wrong! How can we take military affairs lightly? Sailors are important, but the entire army needs to update its equipment. Weapon manufacturing cannot be stopped, and progress must not be delayed!"

Emperor Jingjiang knocked lightly on the imperial desk and said in a deep voice, "Okay, there's no need to argue anymore. You keep saying all these things, aren't you just trying to get me to stop dismantling the railway? But I've already given Lin Xiaofeng two months, and I'm serious! Just wait a moment, and when the railway is finished, the fine iron will naturally be available."

The old ministers looked at each other in silence, and the warm room fell into silence. Emperor Jingjiang looked at them, and a feeling of helplessness surged in his heart. He knew that these old ministers were all thinking about the country, but they could not understand his decision. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

At this moment, a voice broke the silence: "Your Majesty, we are not forcing you, but we don't understand. You know it is nonsense, why do you allow Lord Lin to continue? Railways protect the country, isn't this superstitious? I believe Your Majesty will not disdain such a statement." The speaker was Bai Yongyuan, and his words were full of doubts and confusion.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang's expression changed slightly. He looked at Bai Yongyuan, with a hint of complex emotions flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "I personally laid the first shovel of the railway construction..."

"What?!" The old ministers stared at Emperor Jingjiang in amazement. They simply couldn't believe their ears. It turned out that all this was started by His Majesty. No wonder it has been delayed for so long. The warm room fell into silence again, and no one dared to speak again.

Emperor Jingjiang looked at their reactions and felt bitter. He knew that his decision had caused their dissatisfaction and doubts. But he also knew that he could not back down. He took a deep breath and continued, "I know what you are thinking. But I want to tell you that the construction of the railway is not nonsense. It is the only way for our country to become prosperous and strong. I believe that one day in the future, you will understand that my decision is correct."

The old ministers looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

At this time, Wang Jingwen, the official with a burly figure and a resolute face, suddenly broke into the magnificent court. His face was filled with an unconcealable joy, as if he had grasped the key to changing the fate of the country. He walked hurriedly, and his brocade clothes fluttered in the wind, showing an unparalleled majesty.

Emperor Jingjiang sat on the dragon throne, his eyes were sharp, and he saw Wang Jingwen coming. He coughed lightly, and although his voice was weak, it was full of unquestionable majesty: "Is it about the railway? It doesn't matter if you speak directly, we are all here."

Wang Jingwen nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and began to speak: "Your Majesty, I personally sent people to investigate the situation of the railway. The process was very troublesome. The Jinyiwei guards were very strict, as if they were guarding some shocking secret. However, I did not give up, but found another way and sent people to sneak into Beilang University."

He paused, and his eyes swept over every minister present, as if he was looking for resonance. Then, he continued, "In North Corridor University, I unexpectedly found a painter who knew the inside story. Although this painter concealed something at first, under my clever guidance, he still revealed some information about the railway."

Emperor Jingjiang frowned slightly, obviously losing patience with Wang Jingwen's narration. He interrupted him irritably: "Just tell me the result, what is the use of the railway?"

Wang Jingwen took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and then said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I heard that they are researching a car that can walk on its own. Once this car is successfully developed, it will completely change our mode of transportation and have an immeasurable impact on the development of the country."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jingjiang fell into deep thought. He understood the importance of this news, and knew that his previous decision was not wrong. He looked up and out the window, and a glimmer of dawn had gradually appeared in the distant sky. The golden sunlight filled the earth, covering the world with a mysterious veil.

However, at this moment, the expression of Emperor Jingjiang suddenly changed. He slammed the table, stood up suddenly, and his face was full of anger. He shouted loudly: "It's ridiculous!" The voice echoed in the court, making all the ministers feel terrified.

Emperor Jingjiang looked out the window. The sky had become overcast, as if it was also trembling with his anger. The rage in his heart was burning fiercely, as if it was going to devour the whole world. The dragon vein was the foundation of the country and the faith of the royal family. How could it be easily shaken? If it was said that the railway was built to protect the dragon vein, it was reasonable, and the people had no objection, and even thought it was a good thing. After all, there was no better way to decorate the dragon vein than this. Moreover, the lives of the people were indeed becoming increasingly prosperous because of this.

But now, some people actually say that cars can run by themselves? Emperor Jingjiang shook his head. This is simply a fantasy! He looked out the window. The dark clouds gathered more and more densely, as if they were also gathering for his anger.

At this time, the old ministers headed by Bai Yongyuan also felt the anger of Emperor Jingjiang. They looked at each other, extremely embarrassed. They felt that this sounded really stupid, stupid to the extreme. Although Beilang University had magical things, the ministers had studied here and heard new knowledge. But when it came to a car that could move forward on its own, they really couldn't accept it. It was too unscientific.

Emperor Jingjiang finally couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted loudly: "Come here! Order people to demolish this railway!" The voice echoed in the court with an unquestionable majesty.

As soon as the order was issued, there was an uproar in the court. Bai Yongyuan showed a bitter look on his face and advised in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, no. Your Majesty has given Lin Duwei a two-month deadline, and it seems inappropriate to suddenly withdraw the order before the time is up. There is still a month left, and it is not too late to make a decision after the deadline."

His voice echoed in the court, with a hint of helplessness and persistence. However, Emperor Jingjiang seemed not to hear his words, and his face was still full of anger. He closed his eyes and clenched his hands into fists, as if enduring the regret in his heart. He regretted why he boarded Lin Xiaofeng and the prince's boat and shoveled the first shovel of soil. Now this filial piety is too heavy...for him to bear.

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Outside the court, the sun shines on the bustling streets, and the golden light and the busy people interweave into a vivid picture. On both sides of the street, there are shops with a wide variety of goods, and the sounds of hawking and bargaining one after another, forming a symphony of life. However, these busy people may not know that a storm concerning the future of the country is brewing in the court.

The atmosphere in the court was solemn and tense. Emperor Jingjiang sat on the dragon throne, frowning and looking deep. He looked at the ministers arguing below, and couldn't help feeling helpless. The debate about the railway had lasted for several days, but there was still no result. Emperor Jingjiang knew that this debate was not only about the survival of the railway, but also about the future of the country.

The Emperor Jingjiang's eyes swept through the ministers and finally settled on Shu Wenxu. Shu Wenxu, a talented minister, had a look of determination and perseverance. The Emperor Jingjiang couldn't help but recall the many conversations he had with Shu Wenxu. He knew that Shu Wenxu's opposition to the railway was not groundless. However, the Emperor Jingjiang still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to hear some different voices from Shu Wenxu.

"Shu Wenxu, what do you think about the railway issue?" Emperor Jingjiang asked in a deep voice.

Shu Wenxu was slightly stunned, then he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I think the railway is pure fantasy. Since ancient times, vehicles need to be driven by people to move, how can they move on their own? Although North Corridor University has created miracles such as hot air balloons, it has nothing to do with railways. Lord Lin's statement that railways can protect the country's destiny is even more nonsense. I implore your majesty to think twice."

Emperor Jingjiang nodded slightly and turned his gaze to the other ministers. They all nodded in agreement, with disdain and contempt on their faces. Emperor Jingjiang could not help but feel sad. He understood that these ministers' opposition to the railway was not out of concern for the country's future, but out of fear and rejection of the unknown.

However, Emperor Jingjiang did not give up. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner fluctuations. He knew that as the ruler of a country, he must remain calm and rational. He must think about the future of the country and cannot give up because of temporary difficulties.

"Even if the gods came down to earth and the carriages could run by themselves, so what?" A minister suddenly said loudly, "Do we need people in Jingjiang? There are carriages running all over the streets, why do we have to walk on iron roads? This is ridiculous." (End of this chapter)