After the Grain Rain, it will soon be the beginning of summer.

The weather in Shuofang is already a little hot, and the wheat seedlings in the farm outside the city seem to be a green ocean.

Standing on the city gate tower and looking down at it, facing the breeze with a faint fragrance of grass, it makes people feel relaxed and happy unconsciously.

Zhang Duan, the governor of Yanzhou, spread his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fantasized in his mind that he was standing on the land of Yanzhou at this moment.

"Wow, if this is true, I, Zhang Shouren, will be enough in this life."

As a native of Yanzhou, he hoped to lead his fellow villagers out of difficulties with his own hands.

I still remember that the Turkic troops headed south and crossed the border from Yanzhou, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil.

Although Zhang Duan was born as a poor man, he was not inferior to the soldiers in the army. He led the militia to deal with the Turks in the mountains and fields. Even if he suffered heavy casualties, he would have to bring several Turks to accompany him to bury him.

After the Wei River Alliance, Yanzhou was in ruins and was ready for development. Zhang Duan was recommended as the governor of a state, but it was hard for a good cook to cook without rice.

Two years have passed, and the people of Yanzhou are still unable to eat. Looking at Shuofang, who would have thought that Shuofang had become the richest place in the entire Tang Dynasty after the tyranny of the Liang Shidu brothers.

In the cold winter last year, Yanzhou used the sweet potatoes and potatoes produced in Shuofang to survive the hungry and cold winter.

Zhang Duan was moved at this time, and he was envious, but more of it was longing.

In the distance, a thick smoke rolled in, and the whistling whistle seemed to open the door to a new world for him.

The old general Qu Tutong suddenly laughed: "Everyone, you see it. It only takes half an hour to go back and forth, and the convenience of the railway is important. For this meeting, you must stand behind me and never compromise easily."

Zhang Duan and several magistrates looked at each other and smiled bitterly. If the railway could be built into this state, it would be good, but when they heard that Shuofang's husband was very difficult to talk to, they were already worried.

Woo woo! ~

The train gradually drove into the station with a roar. Soon, freighters from all over the country went down, crowding the huge railway station out of nowhere.

At the entrance of the railway station, electric sightseeing buses were already lined up, waiting for the original merchants to take the ride, everything was so orderly.

Several people who came to greet their relatives and friends to hold banners on the sidewalk, with the names of relatives and friends written on them, for fear that the other party would miss the way home.

The hawker took out the microphone rolled up with cardboard and repeated the interesting shouts tirelessly.

Some sell candy, some sell maps, and some are specially used as tour guides and translators. The area of ​​the Tang Dynasty is wide and there are many dialects in different places, no less than a hundred types, among which the dialects are different.

These tour guides and translators acted as intermediaries, bringing new merchants to appreciate the scenery of Shuofang while earning a considerable commission from the Chamber of Commerce.

Zhang Duan heard the local dialect of Yanzhou from the crowd, and felt much more intimate for a moment.

At the same time, a hint of sigh came up. If the railway could be built directly to Yanzhou, would it be more convenient for the people?

You know, the railway has only been built to Baishi City in the northern border of Yanzhou, and it is still a distance from the prefecture.

Thinking about the changes in Baishi City over the past two years, Zhang Duan felt even more excited.

When the group was watching the grand occasion of Shuofang, Ma Zhou had already drafted an invitation letter.

According to Xi Yunfei's intention, the officials on this trip were initially screened, and not all states and prefectures could enjoy the convenience of railways.

Today, the labor force of the Tang Dynasty is still very limited, and the construction of railways is a major project that requires manpower accumulation. For this reason, Ma Zhou chose state prefectures with a large population.

Near noon, a guardian team member found Qu Tutong and others.

"Elder General, my husband is welcome."

The team members sent an invitation, then looked at the officials behind Qu Tutong, and said in embarrassment: "Next, the lord who is chanting my name, please come forward to receive the invitation."

"This..." Zhang Duan was stunned in the crowd.

The other officials and magistrates also frowned, and a few of them had a hot temper almost shouted out anger.

If Qu Tutong hadn't been on the spot, I'm afraid they would have come forward to question him.

The team members knew that this would be the case. They politely clasped their fists and started reading: "Lord Zhao, Lingzhou..."

"I am here!" The Lingzhou magistrate, who was still a little unhappy, took a step forward suddenly, and his eyebrows and eyes turned angry and smiled.

The team member glanced at him, handed him an invitation letter, and then read: "Mr. Zheng, Huizhou, Master Zhou, Lanzhou..."

"arrive!"

"I'm there, haha."

Two more people stepped forward.

The invitation letters in the team members' hands suddenly became a little thinner, and the officials present suddenly became nervous.

Zhang Duan glanced at the officials of various prefectures who received the invitation letter, and a map of Guanzhong immediately appeared in his mind.

Huizhou and Lanzhou are almost close to the boundary between Tuyuhun and the Tang Dynasty. Is there any purpose in this?

At this time, the guard team members read again: "Mr. Pu, Bingzhou, Lord. Chen, Zhaozhou..."

Zhang Duan frowned slightly. This time he went east again. Isn’t it Qingzhou Harbor?

At this moment, the team members Yang Yang Yang said, "The last two, Lord Wang of Jinzhou, and Lord Zhang of Yanzhou, please come back. My husband said that the steel production is limited, and he can't help either."

Zhang Duan happily stepped forward to receive the invitation letter, and several colleagues behind him who had not received the invitation letter stepped forward one after another.

"Little brother, please help me introduce it. The railway is not good, and the air station is also good. My Puzhou is Shuofang to the north, Chang'an to the southwest, and Luoyang to the east, which is the place where the three rivers of Jing River, Wei River and Fen River meet..."

"Sorry, the husband has already given the order. The young man is powerless. Please don't make things difficult for this adult. Of course, you can also go to the Chamber of Commerce for consultation on your own. The Chamber of Commerce welcomes various similar cooperations, including water transportation."

"Oh!" The Puzhou official was happy and bowed to thank him repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I will go to the Chamber of Commerce now. Thank you for your advice."

"You're welcome."

The Puzhou official bowed again and turned to Zhang Duan. When he saw the invitation letter in his hand, he said with some envy: "Brother Shouren, Tao will say goodbye first. It is important to be a big deal. You and I will get together again tomorrow."

Zhang Duan hurriedly bowed his hand and replied: "Brother Jingfeng, go quickly." As he said that, he pointed to the stairs, and several officials with the same mind were already rushing down the city gate tower.

"It's outrageous, you wait for me."

Watching his old friend leave, Zhang Duan smiled bitterly, looked at the invitation letter in his hand, and felt deeply grateful.

"So, old general, a few lords, please follow me. The vehicle is ready, and the husband will personally invite you to the village."

Qu Tutong nodded: "I'm so upset, let's go now."
Chapter completed!