In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

Actually, looking at the smooth cement road in front of him, Zhao Yu originally had even grander ideas...

That is—the railway.

That's right, build railways and replace the wheels of horse-drawn carriages with wooden wheels similar to those of trains.

But after thinking about it...

He reluctantly cut off this "impractical" idea.

The reason is very practical.

First, the cost is too high.

When Zhao Yu first started using steel to forge farm tools like hoes and sickles...

When Cao Cao came to inspect secretly...

This made Cao Cao so distressed that he kept clicking his tongue.

They wished they could chop Zhao Yu up like a spendthrift.

If it's used to build railways, no matter how perfect the reasons are.

Cao Cao would probably have to fly directly from Ye City to get here.

He kicked him so hard he flew all the way to Annam.

Moreover, there is one more crucial point.

Current steel production is far from being that abundant.

It's not even up to the point where it's suitable for paving roads.

The primary objective was undoubtedly to arm the army, and to create armor and weapons.

But then again, that's another story.

If we can really build a railway.

Wouldn't the speed of troop deployment, food transport, and the dissemination of documents and information in the north take off like a rocket?

Departing in the morning and arriving in the evening—those are just basic operations.

But it's alright.

Even without railways, this cement road represents a significant leap forward in development.

It seems to be sufficient for now.

"Wow--!!"

Cao Jie screamed excitedly.

She no longer cared about maintaining a refined and demure image as a lady from a respectable family.

He leaned half his body out of the window, his hair whipping wildly in the wind.

"Husband! That's so fast! It feels like flying!"

"And not a drop of tea was spilled!"

Sun Shangxiang looked out the window, already considering another possibility.

"This is a cement road..."

"If it's light cavalry charging up there... no, the most terrifying thing is a supply convoy..."

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war. In the past, when transporting grain, we were afraid of mud and potholes, and we could only travel no more than thirty miles a day."

With this road, the army's supplies can now cover a hundred li a day – no longer a dream!

"Wherever there is a rebellion, the imperial army will arrive within three days! This is truly the lifeline of the nation!"

(If she knew Zhao Yu's original plan was a railway, she'd probably... hehe.)

Zhao Yu sat in the car, legs crossed.

Feeling this long-lost sense of "modern transportation," I leaned back on the cushions and smiled faintly:

"It's only a matter of time."

"As long as my father-in-law continues to accept the iron we smelt, this road can be built indefinitely, all the way to Ye City, to Xuchang, and to Xiliang!"

"To get rich, build roads first."

"With this road open, our coal, iron, and bricks can be transported out continuously."

"From now on, this will be the logistics center of the Great Han."

Ma Chao, who was driving the car in front, was also completely excited.

As the valiant horseman of Xiliang, he possessed unparalleled horsemanship.

In the past, I always had to be very careful when driving, afraid that the wheels would get stuck in potholes or that the axle would break.

But he discovered that driving on this road, he no longer needed to constantly pay attention to the road conditions as before.

The road ahead was smooth and flat, without a single pothole.

All you need to do is focus on speeding up.

This lightning speed brought back the thrill of galloping across the Xiliang grasslands he once knew.

"Giddy up! Giddy up!!"

"Get running!!"

Ma Chao cracked his whip with a loud snap.

The carriage sped up faster and faster, even leaving afterimages.

The carriage shook violently (due to centrifugal force).

Zhao Yu had no choice but to shout:

"Ah Meng! Slow down! This isn't a horse race! You're going to make my wife throw up! I'll dock your pay when we get back!"

Just as the convoy was about to rush out of the mountain pass and merge into the official road.

far away,

A fast horse was galloping towards Zhao Yu's convoy against the wind.

Covered in dust,

It was an urgent order from the Prime Minister's office, the highest level of urgency.

"Whoa—!"

Upon hearing the commotion, Ma Chao displayed his top-notch horse control skills.

They managed to bring the speeding heavy carriage to a stop within ten meters.

The leather tires rub against the road surface.

It stopped just in front of the messenger.

The messenger turned pale with fright, but upon seeing that it was Zhao Yu's carriage,

He immediately dismounted and knelt on one knee.

He lifted the lacquered bamboo tube.

"Report—!!!"

"The Prime Minister urgently summons you!"

"Heavy rain in Ye City caused the foundation of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace to collapse!"

"Order Marquis Bingjingting and Supervisor Zhao Yu to immediately send men back to Ye City!"

He took the mailbox.

Open the letter.

It was written by Cao Cao himself.

Prime Minister's Mansion Order

Supervisor Zhao Yu:

In your previous memorial, you stated that preparations for Zhengli's journey to Ye and the commencement of iron smelting had been underway for a long time. Why has there been no news since then? Since my return to Ye, I have not received a single word of report from you. Is there some obstruction in the matter, or is it due to your negligence in fulfilling your duties?

Furthermore, although the Bronze Sparrow Terrace you previously supervised was impressive in its design, a corner of the stage collapsed after yesterday's rain. Construction is indeed important both inside and out; if the foundation is not solid and the materials and workmanship are not meticulous, what good is its magnificence? You should reflect deeply on this.

This is a special order: Upon receiving this document, Ding Yi must be dispatched immediately to Ye to personally report on all matters; there must be no delay. Any further delay—

Believe it or not? I'll teach you to never enter the Jie'er House again, and to sleep on the steps every night, keeping company with mosquitoes?

Spring of the sixteenth year of Jian'an

Seal of the Prime Minister's Office

Good grief, is this a call to urge them on?

What I said before was righteous and eloquent.

What do you mean by "unstable foundation and careless workmanship" and "a corner of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace collapsed"?

Isn't this normal?

That place was originally a riverbed, with loose soil and high water content. Even with the best rammed earth technology, it would still subside after several days of heavy rain.

When Zhao Yu took over, the main structure was already finalized, and it was too late to completely change the foundation.

obviously,

Cao Cao's true intentions were not what they seemed.

He was getting impatient!

He was dissatisfied that the steel for the Ice Crystal Pavilion had not been delivered to him for a long time.

This was a way of using the collapse of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace to send a warning to Zhao Yu.

He needs to quickly expand to a second front—replicate the Ice Crystal Pavilion model in Ye City!

Especially the last threatening sentence... "You can't enter the Jie'er House."

This is utterly malicious.

Zhao Yu smiled wryly.

"Received! Please wait a moment, messenger. I'll make some preparations and we'll return to Ye City together soon."

The group turned their horses around and returned to the Ice Crystal Pavilion by carriage.

Back at the construction site.

When Zhao Yu saw Ding Yi, his words were already tinged with teasing.

"That's proper etiquette."

"Looks like your graduation exam is finally here."

"Are you ready to teach those bumpkins in Ye City a lesson?"

Ding Yi put down the ruler in his hand.

He adjusted his rattan helmet, his gaze resolute.

These past few months have been an experience.

He has long since shed his former scholarly air.

"Always be prepared!"

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I never expected this, I really never expected it. I actually have a lot of feelings about this, and my writing is actually quite bad.

I originally planned to stop writing after 100,000 words, but I ended up writing 200 chapters.

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Without everyone's support, I would never have been able to write this far. I am extremely grateful to everyone for not delaying the update.

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