The Heroic Age of the Late Qing Dynasty

Zhang Feng dropped the telegram and ignored it. He had plenty of work to do, and a promotion would only add to his responsibilities. He finally had time to address the problems of the captured landlords, bandits, and local tyrants. After the revolutionary army liberated Shaanxi, they organized the masses to work and urgently reclaimed wasteland for cultivation. Shaanxi rushed to plant and harvest crops this year, resulting in a bumper potato harvest. This year's difficulties had been overcome.

Zhang Feng had repeatedly witnessed farmers weeping bitterly over a potato while digging it. Many even cried and cried, nearly losing their temper. Zhang Feng completely understood their feelings. So, after the harvest, the people needed an outlet for their resentment over the years. And these captured landlords, bandits, and bullies were the perfect sacrifices.

After such a long period of work, the crimes of these landlords, evil gentry, bandits and bullies have been almost completely investigated. Now these people can only get a very small amount of food every day, just enough to maintain their survival and prevent them from having the strength to escape from prison. Now they are all skin and bones.

A massive parade unfolded across the vast land of Sanqin. Troops, pulling prison van after prison van, arrived at the locations where landlords, bandits, and bullies had committed crimes, holding public trials and public grievance meetings. Seeing the enraged masses and the severed heads, the people erupted in thunderous cheers. The sound resounded through the sky, cleansing the hearts of the people.

Zhang Feng was watching a public trial outside Xi'an. This bully was no ordinary man. In Xi'an, he could be said to have a hand in both black and white. He was also extremely brutal, relying on cruel methods to survive even in the drought-stricken Shaanxi.

At this time, Zhang Feng saw two soldiers escorting a skinny bald man onto the platform. After tying him to a wooden stake, the soldiers immediately stepped back a few steps, stood at attention, and waited for the new round of public trial to begin.

The public trial had been going on for some time. Nearby, on the guillotine, a large number of side blades lay, their blades drenched in blood. The base had gained experience in killing people, and any good local beheading tools were available for use. The crowd below knew that those on trial were unlikely to escape death. Furthermore, these civilians had worked so hard with the Forward Party and the Revolutionary Army that they naturally understood their policies and their approach to landlords, gentry, bandits, and bullies. Now, the crowd in the stands dared to expose the crimes of these individuals without fear of retaliation.

Before the host could introduce the gang leader, a young man in the audience shouted, "Zhu Mowang, you man-eating devil! Even if you were reduced to ash, I would still recognize you. You deserve this day! Return my brother's life!"

After shouting, he immediately stepped onto the one-meter-high public trial platform and immediately punched and kicked the bully named Zhu Daimi. When the people in the crowd heard that this person was Zhu Mowang, they immediately gasped. At this moment, some people immediately recognized him: "It's Zhu Mowang! It's Zhu Daimi holding the man-eating demon king! Zhu Mowang has a big black mole on his mouth."

Reminding them of this, they discovered a black mole above the bald man's lip. Everyone recognized him as the once-feared Zhu Mowang. But Zhu Mowang had once been incredibly burly, his face thick with flesh. But now, due to long-term starvation, he had shrunk to a scrawny, old man. Furthermore, with his braid gone and his head shaved, it was impossible to recognize him without a deep hatred.

After the crowd recognized Zhu Daimi, before anyone could react, five more men, their eyes red, rushed onto the stage, ready to attack him without a word. Two soldiers at the back immediately stepped forward to try and stop them, but they only managed to stop three. Two more men bypassed the revolutionary soldiers and the young man who had charged in earlier and began punching and kicking Zhu Daimi. Zhu Daimi remained resolute, not uttering a single sound.

It's unclear whether the revolutionary soldiers hadn't tied the rope securely, or whether they had loosened it while beating him, or whether Zhu Daimi had the skill to untie it, but the rope that was tied around Zhu Daimi suddenly fell off. Although Zhu Daimi had been starving for so long, his ferocity remained. He knew he was doomed, and now that his hands were free, he immediately removed the cloth from his mouth and shouted, "Your grandpa is back!"

Shocked by these words, the three young men froze for a moment. Zhu Daimi immediately started fighting with the three young men. The three young men were caught off guard and were knocked down by him in an instant. The last one saw how fierce Zhu Daimi was and didn't dare to fight him anymore.

Seeing the man in front of him look so miserable, Zhu Daimi burst into laughter: "You are just such a miserable person. You dare to step on me when I am down and out. It's not that I look down on you. In the past, I could scare you to death with just a glance. Hahahaha!"

The crowd in the public trial were also unbearable. Seeing Zhu Daimi break free from the ropes and still behaving so fiercely, they immediately took a few steps back. Many of them had already changed direction, ready to run away if the situation became unsettled. If they hadn't seen the armed revolutionaries nearby, they would have already fled.

The strange thing was that at this time Zhu Daimi's rope was broken, but the revolutionary soldiers did not immediately subdue Zhu Daimi, and still let Zhu Daimi shout there.

"It's like a dragon swimming in shallow water being bullied by shrimps, a tiger in plain water being bullied by dogs. I tell you, I like to eat human livers. I tie living people to wooden stakes and cut open their stomachs.

Dig out his liver and eat it raw in front of him, or cut his liver into thin slices, and then fry it and eat it. After the liver is finished, the person whose liver was cut off is still screaming. Listening to the screams, how cool it is! You said to return it to your brother, but I don’t know.

Which one is your brother?

But I eat their hearts and livers to nourish my body. I used to be in poor health, but after eating their livers, I no longer feel dizzy or blurry. I can see clearly even at night, and I no longer feel chest tightness or shortness of breath. My body has become stronger. You know what you eat nourishes what you nourish? I eat someone because I respect him and give him face. I won't eat those who are in poor health or sick. Boy, look at you, you are so ugly, and I won't eat it even if I give it to you. You look down on me.

Zhu Daimi was actually stalling for time, hoping to see if he still had a chance of escape. But seeing the revolutionary army's position, even facing these long-starved, unarmed prisoners, they refused to relax, blocking any avenues of escape. Despair suddenly settled in his heart, but as the saying goes, a tiger will not fall down even after its death. As a lifelong hero, he couldn't let these little scoundrels be beaten to death. He had never even bothered to look at such people before.

The remaining young man confronting Zhu Daimi couldn't stand his words any longer. Seeing the two men still on the ground, he couldn't tell if they were truly unable to get up or just unwilling to. He roared and rushed forward to fight Zhu Daimi. Zhu Daimi laughed and immediately confronted the young man.

The young man was also a smart man. He knew that he was no match for Zhu Daimi in terms of punches and kicks. He immediately hugged Zhu Daimi and started fighting. Zhu Daimi was very hungry at this time and had little strength. In an instant, they fell to the ground. After falling to the ground, Zhu Daimi suddenly realized that there was a large piece of meat in front of him. He wanted to bite off a piece of meat to satisfy his hunger before he died.

Zhu Daimi immediately opened his mouth and bit the young man beneath him. Seeing Zhu Daimi about to bite him, the young man instinctively used his shoulder to push him away. Zhu Daimi didn't choose a spot and immediately bit the young man's shoulder. The young man immediately let out a scream, and the people attending the public trial below gasped when they heard the scream. However, the young man had now become a ruthless person. He endured the pain and bit Zhu Daimi as well. The two men immediately engaged in a fight. The two young men who had fallen to the ground immediately stood up and started punching and kicking Zhu Daimi again.

At this time, the situation gradually got out of control, but these unexpected situations

I don't know how many times I've been through this, but I'm pretty used to it now. However, the two soldiers who kidnapped me must be criticized and self-criticized. Wang Jieren and the soldiers separated them. By this time, Zhu Ximi and the other man had their flesh bitten open, blood oozing from their teeth. Zhu Ximi must have lost strength after so long, otherwise the flesh would have been bitten off, and now their clothes are stained.

A large area turned red.

The revolutionary army immediately went up to pull the young men apart. Zhu Daimi was still unwilling to let go, and the young man who was bitten could only beat Zhu Daimi continuously, shouting: "Let go, let go of me quickly..."

Seeing this, the revolutionary army struck Zhu Daimi with their rifle butts, causing him to faint. However, Zhu Daimi's mouth remained locked on the young man's shoulder, refusing to let go. The revolutionary army thrust their bayonets into Zhu Daimi's mouth, prying it open with force, finally separating him from the young man.

After such a big show, everyone calmed down and waited quietly for the situation to develop. One revolutionary soldier took the bitten young man to disinfect and bandage the wound, while another revolutionary soldier tied Zhu Daimi to the stake again.

The host began the public trial and grievance meeting. After introducing Zhu Daimi and giving a brief mobilization, the young man who had just been beaten took the stage to speak: "My name is Liu Fugui. My brother and I fled to Xi'an last year. Unable to enter the city, we lived in the fields on the outskirts, digging holes on the roadside slopes and surviving on grass roots and tree bark. One day, this demon king Zhu passed by us, saw us, and immediately sent his minions to capture us. He then said he was hungry and wanted to eat hearts and livers, and asked us brothers to choose one person to feed him."

Chapter 225: Six-in-One

When Liu Fugui said this, he was already in tears when he thought of the sad things. He could only choke and continue: "Everyone says, is this what a human being says? He is a beast, no, he is worse than a beast! I was so scared at the time that I couldn't speak at all. In the end, my brother could only say to eat his heart and liver to save me. I thought at first that this devil was joking. Although there were many people in Xi'an who ate human flesh at that time, and so many people died every day, but who had heard of someone like Zhu the Demon King? What I didn't expect was that he directly blocked my brother's mouth to prevent him from shouting, and his lackeys directly pressed my brother's body. Then it was like killing a pig, no, it was countless times more cruel than killing a pig. Killing a pig is just killing the pig with a knife, but this devil didn't kill the person. He directly cut open the stomach, took out the steaming heart and liver, and ate it. While eating, he said: "Well, this person's liver is good, fresh and tender, unlike those who have smoked opium, which taste bad. "Then he and his lackeys took a few bites, then divided my brother's heart and liver. My brother didn't have the strength to scream in the end, and they even removed the cloth that was blocking his mouth. I could only hear my brother groaning in pain as he lay on the ground, waiting to die. I was about to fight them, but they said they would save me for later and couldn't beat me to death, so they knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, my brother's body was gone. I didn't dare stay there any longer, so I ran away. Only now that I'm free, I dare to come back and look for my brother's body. Woo woo woo..."

At this time, someone in the audience shouted: "Down with the man-eating devil! Revenge for Liu Fugui."

"Defeat the man-eating devil and avenge Liu Fugui!"

Hearing Liu Fugui's accusations, the crowd empathized with him, their chests boiling with anger. They all joined in the shouting. Liu Fugui's tragic experience reminded them of the past few years. Their fury intensified. They had all now listened to the Forward Party's lectures and understood many things they hadn't understood before. Naturally, they were even more intolerant of the events of the past.

Zhang Feng had learned this before, during the liberation of parts of Sichuan. Back then, the people were still generally ignorant. They would eat certain human tissues and organs for reasons of revenge, filial piety, healing, or simply for personal reasons. They would eat the ears, noses, mouths, tongues, hearts, livers, and eyeballs, even cooking and sharing the bodies. To show their love and filial piety, they would cut their own flesh for their husbands, or even cut open their abdomens to extract their livers and make soup for their mothers. To cure illnesses and satisfy their personal needs, they would suck out human brains, even killing children and adults to feed themselves. In the words of Chairman Zhang Yinghao, these people were ignorant and foolish. They didn't understand science, and instead replaced it with feudal superstition.

After listening to Liu Fugui's accusation, Zhu Daimi also woke up at this time. He actually laughed and said: "Boy, I remember you. You are so lucky. You escaped in the short time we were carrying your brother's body out. Otherwise, you would have ended up in our stomachs. Haha! But you don't have to look for your brother's body. We have already made your brother's flesh into meatballs and sold it to you poor guys. You ate it. Haha! It feels so good! The bones were taken away by the dogs! Hehe..."

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in commotion, many covering their mouths with their hands, looking as if they were about to vomit. At the height of the disaster in Shaanxi, the human flesh trade was already open, so you can only imagine the scale of the trade.

Zhang Feng looked at Zhu Daimi on the stage, his eyes narrowed slightly. While there weren't many thugs who could still smile even when they knew they were going to die, there were definitely fewer as ferocious as Zhu Daimi. Zhang Feng couldn't help but admire him; it was truly remarkable to be so evil and yet show no remorse.

After hearing this, Liu Fugui couldn't stand it even though he was mentally prepared. He clenched his fists and was about to go forward and beat Zhu Daimi again. The revolutionary soldiers hurried forward to stop him.

"Get out of the way! I'm going to kill this man-eating devil! Get out of the way..."

At this time, Zhu Daimi started to shout: "Come on, come and beat me to death, even if you hit me, you can't hit me. Your brother is so kind, I still have an endless aftertaste for him..."

Zhu Daimi now understands that he is doomed to die. Since he is going to die, he naturally wants to go all out and talk it out. If he is happy, the people in front of him will not be happy either. That is enough.

".......At worst, I'll be like this again in 18 years, ah~ another one~ sweat!"

Not only Liu Fugui couldn't stand it, but the masses below couldn't stand such an arrogant person, who really refused to repent. The revolutionary soldiers couldn't stand it anymore. If they didn't deal with it, it would become a mass incident! They immediately rushed over and hit him with the butt of their rifles, and then blocked Zhu Daimi's mouth with a cloth again.

With Liu Fugui as the opening, the people who had grudges against Zhu Daimi also came out to complain and tell their grievances. One by one, over and over again, the people who spoke were in tears, and the people who listened also felt the same. There was endless grievances, endless hatreds, endless sufferings, and endless grievances. The whole place was filled with tears, and this grievance meeting reached its climax.

Finally, the host invited the judge to come out and announced on the spot that Zhu Daimi was sentenced to death and executed immediately.

The revolutionary soldiers immediately took Zhu Daimi to the execution platform nearby.

The judge shouted "execution" and the soldier immediately pressed down the cleaver, ending Zhu Daimi's sinful life.

It came down, rolled a few times, and looked at the crowd below as if expressing its unwillingness.

He was also a lovely child when he was young. He had a carefree childhood, loving parents, and a warm family life. He never thought about eating human flesh. However, the Tongzhi Hui Rebellion that began in 1862, when Hui and Han people massacred each other, plunged Shaanxi, Gansu, Ningxia, Qinghai, and Xinjiang into chaos, and the Northwest lost more than

After the Hui rebellion was quelled, his family was retaliated by the fleeing Hui people, and his parents were killed and injured by them. Although he escaped the disaster, the memory left on him was

In addition to hunger, his memory was filled with fear. He lived from day to day, competing with wild dogs and other animals for food. These experiences taught him a lesson: if you want to stand firm, you must be more ruthless than others. Only by being more ruthless than others and making others afraid of you can you avoid being defeated.

Someone will come to bully you.

He did it, but he soon found that his body was failing. He kept seeing black in front of his eyes, felt weak all over, and his face gradually became withered and waxy.

The darker the weather, the more he couldn't see anything, which filled him with fear. He asked for medical advice everywhere and finally bought a medicine from a miracle doctor at a high price.

The way to cure the disease is to eat human hearts and livers alive.

At first, he was unwilling and afraid to eat. But as his condition worsened, he finally managed to obtain some prisoners' hearts and livers. His symptoms were alleviated, and this convinced him of the miracle doctor's "remedy." Eating hearts and livers to survive was a minor matter. Eating the hearts and livers of living people for even greater results was also a minor matter.

Seeing Zhu Daimi's head with its eyes open after death, many people burst into tears, while many others cheered. Some people even wanted to come up and beat Zhu Daimi's body, but the revolutionary army quickly stopped them and said, "Fellow villagers, when a person dies, all debts are settled. What's the big deal about insulting Zhu Daimi's body? Wouldn't that dirty your hands? Moreover, we have a rule that corpses cannot be insulted without reason. We will take this corpse back for autopsy! We must look forward and live a good life in the future under the leadership of the Forward Party and the revolutionary army. This is the most cruel revenge against these landlords, evil gentry, bandits and bullies. Now let's proceed to the next public trial."

The people understood that corpses must not be insulted. Insulting a corpse was indeed unacceptable. When they heard that the next public trial was about to begin, everyone started to move back to the trial platform. The revolutionary soldiers quickly carried Zhu Daimi's body away, disappearing from sight.

After these public trials and repeated outbursts of grievances, the Forward Party and the Revolutionary Army firmly established themselves in Shaanxi. Zhang Feng believed that after land reform, a new Shaanxi would emerge before the people. The 800-li Qinchuan Plain and the Jiangnan region on the Great Wall would surely reappear before the people.

While Shaanxi was undergoing large-scale public trials and land reform, the three conferences were also in full swing. By the time the three conferences concluded, it was already the end of January 1902, and the Spring Festival was approaching. Zhang Yinghao glanced at the calendar and realized that time was running out for his visits this year. He didn't plan to visit other places this year, so he went to a railway construction site near Chengdu.

This year, there was indeed a need for condolences. Shaanxi, facing food shortages, launched a massive conscription campaign. Some of the recruits and engineers recruited in Shaanxi were sent to Sichuan. When these people arrived in Chengdu, Zhang Yinghao felt deeply distressed by the sight of so many emaciated individuals. They were all spending the Lunar New Year in Sichuan, having left their homes, so Zhang Yinghao felt the need to visit and express his condolences.

Although the Spring Festival was approaching, Chengdu was incredibly empty and quiet, a stark contrast to the recent conference. Many people in the city were now employed on construction sites and wouldn't leave until work was done.

Xue'er helped Zhang Yinghao pack his things and sent him to express condolences.

"Yinghao, you won't come back for the New Year?" "There's no way, I will come back after the New Year." Zhang Yinghao answered immediately.

"When will you stop being so busy?"

Although Xue'er was always proud of her husband's status, she also wanted Zhang Yinghao to spend more time with her. Although her mother told her that it was not easy for a man who worked hard to take care of his family, she still had some thoughts. She had read a poem "Grief in the Boudoir" in her spare time:

The young woman in the boudoir knows no sorrow, and in spring she puts on her makeup and goes up to the green tower. Suddenly she sees the willows on the street, and regrets having asked her husband to seek a noble title.

She had previously mocked the "resentful women" in the film for their lack of understanding, but now she realized she was too young. Truly, the most painful thing in life is separation; it can only make the pain go away, yet it weighs heavily on her heart. Fame, status, wealth, and splendor aren't the only things in life. Life is but a few short decades, fleeting like a fleeting moment. Happiness lies in the simple, ordinary, and in the closeness of life.

She'd been able to accept this before, but when things really got tough, she realized the pain she felt wouldn't be alleviated by her status. If it was just to satisfy her heroic fantasy, the price was too high. Zhang Yinghao hadn't been home for the Lunar New Year for two consecutive years.

Zhang Yinghao took off his military cap and placed it on the desk next to him. He walked over, gently hugged Xue'er and said, "I'll try to make time to be with you."

"Ah."

Hearing Xue'er's choked voice, Zhang Yinghao hugged her even tighter. What's the saying, "If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night?" What's the saying, "No matter how long we've been apart, love will return when we meet again?" What's the saying, "May we live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we're thousands of miles apart?" These are all just helpless lies to comfort people. Separation and longing are among the most painful things for people, and who would truly accept this? It's all forced.

In his previous life, when Zhang Yinghao was in police academy, he'd heard that grassroots police officers generally didn't have any conflicts with their wives. Many were even considered model couples. This was because police officers were generally highly educated and had undergone disciplinary training, and they often worked day and night. Therefore, the wife alone took care of everything, both at home and outside. From the small things like cooking, cooking, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and tea to the big things like taking care of headaches and fevers and seeing a doctor. Even visiting the elders during the Lunar New Year might be a solo trip with the wife and the children. Anyone could imagine her clutching a can or two of milk powder in both hands, a carton of milk on her left hand, and two bottles of seasoning on her right, gritting her teeth as she persevered!

Grassroots police officers are tired from work and don't have the energy to argue with their wives. More often than not, they feel they owe their wives too much and don't have time to spend with their families, so how can they even have the nerve to argue with their wives?

Zhang Yinghao thought about it. As someone from the later generations, he naturally knew that men's words were lies. He immediately said, "I'm sorry to trouble you. When I retire, I'll be with you every day. We can hold hands and sit in a rocking chair to watch the sunset and sunrise until you get tired of seeing an old man like me."

"Hateful. I will never hate you. I'll be an old woman by then."

Zhang Yinghao thought of the happy scene of the two elderly people leaning on each other, and immediately let go of Xueer and said, "I'll write a song for you."

After that, he walked to the desk and started writing. Xueer also came over to watch Zhang Yinghao write songs and read them. Xueer knew that many songs in the liberated areas were written by her husband, who was very talented. She was also looking forward to the song that Zhang Yinghao could write for her. Xueer read: "The Most Romantic Thing"

Sitting back to back on the lawn, listening to music and talking about wishes. You hope I will become more and more gentle, I hope you put me in your heart

You said you wanted to give me a romantic dream, thanking me for leading you to paradise. Even if it takes a lifetime to accomplish, as long as I tell you, you'll remember it. The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you.

Collect every bit of laughter along the way and save it for later when you sit in a rocking chair and talk about it slowly.

The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you.

Even when we were too old to go anywhere, you still treated me as the treasure in your hand.

After finishing writing, Zhang Yinghao wrote below: Zhang Yinghao promises to love Xueer forever and be good to Xueer forever.

After reading it, Xue'er imagined the beautiful scene of Zhang Yinghao and her slowly growing old together, the scene of them happily cuddling. She immediately cast away all her previous sorrow and resentment. She immediately turned around and hugged Zhang Yinghao, saying with emotion, "Yinghao, I love you. I will always treat you well."

After saying that, she kept touching Zhang Yinghao's cheek with her cheek, then kissed Zhang Yinghao's neck, and at the same time, she kept rubbing her lower body against Zhang Yinghao. Zhang Yinghao knew that women are more emotional, and when they are moved to a certain extent, they will become "obscene".

Zhang Yinghao also felt aroused after being nudged by Xue'er twice. Suddenly, an idea struck him: "Xue'er, how about, um~ let's have a baby."

To Zhang Yinghao's surprise, Xue'er was even more moved after hearing this. Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately looked up and said, "Okay."

Actually, Xue'er is still young, and Zhang Yinghao himself doesn't really want to have a child so soon. However, Xue'er is under a lot of pressure. Women often discuss the issue of having children privately, which puts a heavy psychological burden on Xue'er. She has already discussed this issue with Zhang Yinghao many times. Therefore, Zhang Yinghao can only solve the problem by reducing Xue'er's pressure.

Hearing the heavenly sound of "OK", Zhang Yinghao could no longer hold back. He picked up Xue'er like a princess and carried her to the bed in the inner room. Xue'er did not struggle, but just looked outside and said, "Close the door. No, Yinghao, it's daytime now, put me down..."

Zhang Yinghao hugged Xue'er and turned around, closing the door behind him. He then said with a smile, "Haha, let's have some daytime sex today."

"Don't be so naughty! Only at night..."

"I can't wait any longer. Food and sex are human nature, and I'm as lustful as I am virtuous. Haha, let's create a human being!"

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Xue'er's vague protest, quickly carried Xue'er into the room, and immediately threw himself on the bed, looking like a monkey eager to eat fairy peaches! After a while, the sound of the bed shaking was heard.

Really:

The red lips and tongues intertwined, the belt gradually loosened and the love lingered. Without the wings of a colorful phoenix, it was hard to restrain the jade body lying on the ground.

The withered fairy grass hides its red lips, and the deep honey cave is soaked with sweet dew. Gently pluck, twist, wipe and pick, a raging tide surges from the jade curtain.

Contracting and sucking the flower lips to open, only to seek the great spear to explore the secrets. Opening and closing, just let the dragon enter, circling, just to entangle the jade pestle.

The domineering dragon's penis leads to a secluded path, its flower lips open and reveal its jade core. The jade clam closes and turns over its red flesh, and the mad python rises and falls, emitting white foam.

The warm hibiscus tent is covered with red waves, and the embroidered mandarin duck quilt is rippled. It is the most enchanting place, and ambergris is spread all over as a reward for love.

The clouds have cleared, the rain has ceased, and the vast sea waters are still entwined, yet the love between brothers continues. The love is endless, half because of the aftertaste and half because of you.

Xue'er looked up at Zhang Yinghao sleepily and asked, "Hmm~ Yinghao! Do you like boys or girls?"

Zhang Yinghao touched Xue'er's hair and said without hesitation: "Both men and women are good. I like both. Now we are entering a new society where men and women are equal. Although men are from China Construction Bank and women are from China Merchants Bank, it doesn't matter to me now."

Xue'er knew that Zhang Yinghao had put countless thoughts into the issue of gender equality in the base, so she didn't bother Zhang Yinghao by dwelling on the issue of gender, but instead asked: "What about Construction Bank and China Merchants Bank?"

Zhang Yinghao suddenly realized he had let something slip and quickly said, "These are the two banks I plan to establish next. China Construction Bank will be responsible for infrastructure investment, and China Merchants Bank will temporarily be responsible for import and export management, and will later be responsible for attracting investment."

"What does that have to do with men and women?"

"It's a big deal. Girls are directly "attracting investment"! Boys need "investment", and investment requires capital, which is stressful! Look, when I married you, I made a lot of "investment"! Your parents raised you and directly "attracted investment"!"

"Oh!"

Xue'er nodded thoughtfully after listening and replied softly!

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Zhang Yinghao's first stop was the Baishu'ao Tunnel. Construction of the Chengdu-Chongqing Railway had already begun some time ago, and Zhang Yinghao still vividly remembered the initial mobilization. The entire railway's construction has brought together numerous Sichuan engineering troops, with both the engineers and hired civilians working alongside them.

Arriving at the construction site at the entrance of the Baishu'ao Tunnel, I saw a bustling crowd of people. A dozen wagons, arranged in three groups, each equipped with a steam locomotive, formed a miniature train. However, these locomotives were clearly lacking in power and couldn't automatically remove rocks and soil. Each time they started, a large group of people had to provide a boost to keep the train moving effectively.

While Zhang Yinghao considers the current situation dismal, the local laborers never tire of it. Each time the train starts, it sparks great enthusiasm. Out of curiosity and excitement, everyone rushes to push the train as it starts. Many children also play here, waiting eagerly to join in the joyful activity.

The comrades who came with Zhang Yinghao to offer their condolences were all veterans. Seeing such a novel thing as pushing a train, they were all eager to try it out, and encouraged each other to try pushing it for a bit. Everyone looked at Zhang Yinghao, and he smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me? If you want to push it, go ahead. This little train needs someone to push it anyway."

Seeing the train about to start, everyone rushed over and gave it a push. Zhang Yinghao didn't move. Lin Tianli, who had been notified by his comrades and rushed to greet him, said nonchalantly, "Chairman Zhang, we're not too keen on getting involved right now. No one has ever seen a train before, and they just want to join in the fun and see how it feels. We can't say much. We can only assign someone to monitor the situation to see if there's any danger."