After referring to relevant information, Qian Hua also clearly remembers that in the history of another time and space, the first regular civil air route was established between Frankfurt and Düsseldorf, Germany on June 28, 1910. The aircraft used for operation was the Zipperlin LZ-7 airship, with a speed of more than 70 kilometers per hour, and can carry 24 passengers and 12 air crew members. Two years later, a Zipperlin airship completed the first human flight around the world in 20 days.

At this moment, in the Nanyuan airship field of Dahua Company, hundreds of guests were dormant in front of them that occupied their entire field of vision: two hundred meters long and twenty-five meters in diameter, cigar-shaped silver body, spindle-shaped, round portholes opened on the side, six wooden propellers more than one person tall, and four huge red tail rudders painted with white characters without exception.

"Princess, do you want to go up and take a look?" Lu Zhuyuan asked.

Qianhua felt that there was no reason to reject him.

The ground crew in a blue uniform quickly lowered the pod gangway. The two royal guards in red uniforms first got on the boat to guard the gangway. The gangway was very wide, enough for the two to go in parallel. Lu Zhuyuan got the sweetness of the last time and raised his arms gracefully again, but Qian Hua pretended not to see it and went straight up the ladder.

Surprisingly, the interior of the pod is much more spacious than when viewed from the outside, and the decoration is also very luxurious. When you enter the door, you will find a small living room with a gorgeous Turkish-style carpet, a continental mahogany coffee table and a soft leather sofa, but it is decorated with Chinese-style panlong pillars and Chinese painting screens.

"This door leads to the air-commission cabin and the 'operating' helm room, and towards the other side are the passenger compartment, the dining room, the kitchen, the storage room and the mechanical room." Lu Zhuyuan, who followed in, introduced attentively. On the surface, he didn't seem to mind the setback he had just encountered.

"Look at the private room." Qian Hua said.

"Please come here."

The private rooms look very comfortable, similar to the first-class car on the train. Each private rooms has 4 sleeper berths (2 seats with upper and lower bunks) separated by curtains. Six private rooms are lined up on the right side of the port side walkway. There are carved Chinese-style lache doors between each private rooms and the walkway.

"This Huayun One, like its two sister boats, can carry 24 guests at a time. The Anyun One under construction, is twice as many passenger capacity and has a much longer range. It is ready for intercontinental shipping across the Pacific and Eurasia." Lu Dacaizhu carefully played the role of a commentator.

"I heard that the airship airbags are filled with hydrogen. Has Mr. Lu considered the safety of the airship?" Qian Hua asked coldly.

"The factory has been specifically required to take the most careful protective measures to strictly prevent hydrogen leakage and exposure. Fire prevention has been emphasized during the design. The most advanced fire extinguishing facilities in the world are installed on the boat... and have also received strong assistance from the military, so safety is completely no problem."

It really revealed the secret in one sentence. Qian Hua had known for a long time that this "Huayun One" was actually transformed from a large attack airship for military ftg-3 "Strong Cloud". Dahua Company also has a military background - in any case, turning the weapons that throw bombs and kill people into luxury air yachts is also considered accumulating virtue.

After walking around twice, Qian Hua finally gave a comment that made the host very pleased: "It's very beautiful. I'll take your airship to Europe someday."

"That's a great honor for Dahua Company."

As soon as Lu Zhuyuan finished speaking, the reporters who followed him hurriedly shouted: "Your Highness, can you take photos? Can you see here?"

The spotlight flashed again and again. For Qianhua, today's event is a political task. For Lu Zhuyuan, the arrival of the princess and many nobles is a great opportunity for the upper class of transportation and advertising. Both sides should be aware of each other's position. But... how much is the princess' advertising appearance fee? Qianhua is a little curious.

When getting off the boat, Qian Hua saw many familiar faces: Prime Minister Zhang Zhigao, Prime Minister's wife Russellan, Foreign Minister Mo Ning, Industry and Commerce Minister Niu Jin, Transport Minister Jiang Wentao, Home Affairs Minister Yang Zhengjin, Defense Minister Hook... How do you calculate the advertising appearance fee for these people? Then again, this rich man Lu has a great face. So many important imperial officials who have been busy with a lot of troubles come to support him. Perhaps several of them have become wine and meat brothers who share the blessings with him. The hypocritical old men have seen through you a long time ago. Starting from the list Zhang Qianqing brought, I see the faces under your masks more clearly. The more I see the real ones, the more I see the pleasure...

It is boring to read the speeches provided by the Interior Hall. It is meaningless to listen to the ministers and Lu Zhuyuan on the stage like a lantern. It is boring to witness the airship carrying the first batch of passengers into the sky. What are the idiots who are cheering? Just because after seeing the airship take off, the goddess throws countless ribbons in a scattered manner? Yes, that is very dazzling and also polluting the environment - the world-weary thinking of decadent young people in the 1930s.

It is wrong to be depressed and unhappy. But what can I do? If that person is there, it may bring some special stimulation... But there are suffocating and rotting middle-aged men everywhere here!

A familiar figure suddenly swayed in the crowd.

Name...it should remember his name.

The surname is Huang, what's Huang... By the way, Huang Hao! The lecturer of the Department of History of the Emperor University and the second son of the late Speaker of the House of Representatives Huang Linhong, went to Jiangnan to travel last year when he was not a princess. He was the tour guide of this handsome university teacher. He should be 26 years old this year. I don't know whether he got married or not... Wait, what does it have to do with me?

Qian Hua slapped himself in his imagination, turned his head quickly, and did not dare to look in that direction.

After the company's establishment ceremony and the first voyage ceremony, guests moved to the Western mansion of Lu Zhuyuan's house near the airship yard, "Wangyun Pavilion". A sumptuous Western dinner was already prepared in the tall main building surrounded by a giant fountain garden courtyard. A western clown acrobatic performance was performed. A Western dance venue was set up in the lobby on the second floor. Several European musicians were invited to perform a wheel axle, and there were also Peking Opera stages and Chinese wine tables in the small building on one side of the main building, which were a scene of singing, dancing, and a meat forest.

The guests who were not used to eating the seafood and could not dance the Western dance went to the small building one after another. Most of the guests, including the princess and several ministers, stayed in the main building. At the diner of Lu Zhuyuan, Qian Hua sat at the big dining table where he was.

"Hello Uncle Zhang, hello Aunt Luo, Uncle Mo, Uncle Yang, Uncle Hu, Uncle Niu... Long time no see." Qian Hua smiled temptingly and greeted his father's ministers and subordinates one by one.

"Your Highness the Princess is so fascinating today." Mo Ning seemed to have filled her mouth with honey.

Mrs. Mo (it is said to have been a famous prostitute in the capital) immediately smiled and echoed: "What? Your princess is not a fool, you don't know how popular the princess's portraits and photos are now..."

The first thing that was too naked to ruin her appetite was her appetite. She had to smile helplessly and take a sip of the appetizing pre-dinner wine. Having mixed with these uncles and aunts could only make her feel even more depressed.

The uncles and aunts skillfully used knife, fork and spoon to break down one Western delicacies after another, and began to exchange procedural polite greetings with each other. Although Qian Hua had no appetite and no desire to chat, he could only cheer up and deal with it. What was annoying is that Mo Ning and Yang Zhengjin's wife (two vulgar women) always kept rumbling around and talking about some gossip topics that were unnutritious.

"I heard that the female officials in the palace have to take a bath three times a day and change three sets of underwear, regardless of winter or summer. Is there such a thing?" Mrs. Mo looked innocent with a look of a broken flower and a willow.

"That's everyone's freedom. As far as I know, there has never been such a regulation in the palace."

In Qianhua's view, other than showing the questioner's boredom, such questions also made her feel violently chuckle the other person's idea of ​​kicking the other person to the ceiling.

The female official Ye Jingying, who was following, was arranged to the other end of the next table. At this moment, she was very charming and fighting with a middle-aged man who was famous on the rich list. Qian Huadu sighed secretly - no matter her.

The uncles at the same table were indeed intimate with Lu Zhuyuan. Sometimes they called brothers, sometimes they whispered, sometimes they had two or three heads together, and then suddenly burst into a rough laugh or erotic laugh. What kind of shameless men are plotting against?

From time to time, someone came to toast. At this time, Mo Ning or Yang Zhengjin took the initiative to stand up and introduce Qianhua. This is XXX, what is now, what is XXX, what is now, what is XX, what is now, and what is so, the Prime Minister and the wife seem to be more indifferent and have never introduced her to her once. Logically speaking, the Prime Minister with the highest official position in the audience should be the most qualified to introduce strangers to the princess.

What Qianhua unexpectedly expected was that all the heads of the top ten consortiums who had reviewed from their notebooks before came to visit, from the tenth Jian brothers to the first Zhang Xiaoruo, there were many, half of them. What made her even more excited was that she also met Zhang Qianqing here.

"This is Baron Zhang Xiaoruo, president of the Zhang Consortium..." Before Mo Ning finished introducing it, Qian Hua keenly discovered the familiar figure vaguely hiding behind Baron Zhang.

"Qing'er? Is it you?"

Zhang Qianqing, wearing a snow-white dress and hollow curly hair, then she poked her head out from behind her brother and bowed to everyone.

"You're pretty good at wearing women's clothing..."

Halfway through Qianhua's words, Zhang Qianqing forced her back with her eyes. She instantly understood the other party's meaning and quickly changed her words: "I mean, where did you make this skirt? It's really suitable."

"Made it myself." Zhang Qianqing secretly turned her eyes.

With a clear understanding, Qian Hua immediately turned around and said to all the uncles and aunts: "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

Then he grabbed Zhang Qianqing with lightning speed: "Bar Zhang, your sister lend me some money, don't mind."
Chapter completed!