You drove over to a ox cart. The one who drove was an old man, wrapped in a cotton-glossy jacket with oily cotton. There was also a little girl who was six or seven years old in the cart. When the ox cart passed by Ye Zhao and Yao Xun, she grinned at Yao Xun with Huo Ziya. I think she had never seen such a brightly dressed little boy.

Zheng Aqiao whispered: "Master, can you borrow a ox cart for use?"

Ye Zhao thought about it and nodded slightly 0

Zheng Aqiao then quickly followed and rushed to the front of the ox cart in a few steps. He smiled and said to the old man who drove the cart, "Master, our car is broken here. My master wants to lend you a ox cart. Someone came to pick up my master in front. If you borrow your ox cart, you can drive a few more steps. Please Tongrong and Tongrong will definitely thank you very much."

The old man was very cheerful and smiled and said, "Okay, get on the bus. Just see that you are noble people. Forget it. I'll just go along the way. Go and pick up my nephew." He glanced at the iron cart a few times. He heard that this thing can run fast on the road. Everyone in the city likes to ride it, but it's still not as good as our old ox cart, right?

Ye Zhao and his friends got on the ox cart. It was the first time that Yao Xun saw his peers with snot. He took out a white handkerchief and handed it to the little girl, saying, "You're running nose."

The little girl was a little afraid of being angry, and she didn't dare to take the handkerchief that was whiter than the third grandma in the village. She applied a cotton jacket sleeve to her nose, and her snot disappeared. Yao Xun was stunned.

The old ox struggled to pull the iron wheel forward, but the speed was not as fast as he could. Zheng Aqiao and another guard immediately jumped out of the car and followed the ox cart.

Ye Zhao handed the old man a cigarette and asked with a smile: "Master, how many people are in your village?"

The old man hurriedly took it and also saw the windproof gasoline lighter for the first time. The smoke sucked into his nose. Although it was a little soft and soft, it tasted better than dry tobacco. No wonder people in the city liked to smoke cigarettes.

"Master, our name is Dayangfang, there are more than 100 households." The old man replied with a smile.

Ye Zhao asked, "Are there many cattle and horses?"

The old man grinned and showed his black teeth, saying, "There are always 50% of people with animals. Master, are you in the cattle and horse business?"

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "No." Obviously, the smooth operation of the railway has not only supplied a large amount of meat in the Central Plains, but also made the farmers' livestock unprecedentedly enriched. More than half of the families in a village have livestock. Compared with the previous dynasty, this is a drastic change. Of course, the rural areas in the suburbs of Beijing will inevitably benefit more.

Ye Zhao nodded again at this time and said, "It's OK for a little girl to have no foot binding." The Central Plains Government has issued regulations to abolish foot binding, but this bad habit needs to be changed and the problem must be solved from an ideological perspective. When the previous dynasty first entered the pass, foot binding was prohibited, but in the end it was left alone.

The old man grinned and didn't know what to say. The big girl from the village suddenly let her go and went to work in the city. I heard that women with foot binding are not easy to get married now. Poor families have no reason to bind their feet, right?

Yao Xun still sent the handkerchief to help the little girl wipe the dirt under her nose. Maybe he felt really uncomfortable.

Ye Zhao looked at Yao Xun and thought to himself that this kid would be less capable. If he was too capable, he might not be sure of his remote planning for the Empire... he would encounter obstacles. He would always make him gradually understand that the emperor of the Empire will eventually become the Xiangya who gathers the people of the country, and maintaining and promoting the values ​​of the Empire's women is the most successful study of the Emperor.

About when I walked out of the road, I saw a thin young man standing in a gray robe and carrying a simple bamboo box.

When he saw the young girl, he shouted happily: "Uncle! Uncle!"

The young man ran over with a smile. The little girl jumped into his arms from the ox cart. He looked at Ye Zhao a few times, a little confused.

The old man said, "Get on the car, I'll send this master off first." He said to Ye Zhao, "Master, this is what my nephew, Sanyizi, works in the Shangyou Poster Hall."

There is no custom like a nickname in the Jingcheng area. In fact, I just heard the old man’s accent and knew that he was an immigrant.

Due to the Civil War, the lifting of bans outside the pass, the border immigration, industrial development, the population mobility of the imperial country reached the highest peak in history, which also destroyed the clan relations in many regions to a certain extent.

The third son Wen Wenxiuxiu handed over a business card to Ye Zhao, calling it Du Xiantang, and worked in a British newspaper office. Ye Zhao reported his surname to Wen.

When he got on the ox cart, Sanyizi was extremely talkative and quite knowledgeable. He seemed to be a person who had seen the world. After hearing from his uncle, Ye Zhao was broken on the road, so he naturally thought Ye Zhao was a businessman.

"Mr. Wen must have known many officials in the court, right?" Sanyizi asked with a smile.

Ye Zhao said: "I know one or two." Although the imperial and state law punishes bribery for bribery, no matter how restrained it is, how can the business and political circles not deal with each other? But I don't know how many collusions between officials and businessmen are. At least, it cannot make businessmen and political clients openly collude.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhao couldn't help but sigh and said, "The more powerful the imperial power is, the more likely it is to become a noble community!"

Sanyizi was stunned and looked at Ye Zhao several times before saying, "So the common people like the United States are the general trend."

Although his voice was slightly lower, Zheng Aqiao's ears were sharp and he heard a sudden slap of eyebrows and looked at the young man like lightning.

Ye Zhao was also stunned. He had no hindrance no matter what he said, but the so-called peace of the Communist Party of China certainly wanted to promote the rule of imperial power. Although the various ideas of the Empire are active now, the news paper also advocates the argument of the original reason. But even if European powers adopt the imperial system and call for the promotion of imperial power, how could there be a market in the Central Plains? Not to mention that the imperial family rose in the rising sun and its reputation was beyond words. It was far from the previous Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895 and the eight-nation coalition forces entered the Northern Beijing. In addition, the suspicion of the ruler, the distrust of the people in the national royal family reached a critical point. Despite this, the power of the revolutionary party was extremely accidental. Not to mention that Yuan Shikai was restored, there would be Yan Fu, and everyone like him jumped out to help. It is conceivable that the stubborn thoughts of the people were stubborn.

If you want to promote your own power in the country now, perhaps only the Frank Party and the remnants of the previous dynasty.

The problem is that they talk about harmony in a vain and how many people know the essence of equality? After all the struggles, the sufferings are all the people who have suffered. In the end, they may become some abnormal independent ruling power.

Ye Zhao lit a cigarette and nodded and said, "American Communist Party?"

Sanyizi smiled and said, "You can say something casually, Mr. Wen doesn't have to take it seriously." Perhaps he also noticed the strangeness of Zheng Aqiao's sharp gaze.

Ye Zhao said: "Is the people's lives not good now?"

Sanyizi shook her head and said, "It's good, but that's because the emperor is wise now. But when he gets older, who knows if he will do something stupid? What kind of virtue are the princes and grandchildren? They can't be saints from generation to generation, right?" Sanyizi was also a little reckless. Perhaps he thought he had met a soulmate, after all, he had criticized the emperor's power for the first time.

But no matter what, even if people who are in the 95th position nowadays, even if they gather in their small circles to promote the imperial system, they can only say a few clichés about being a waste of lewdness and being plagiarized in scientific achievements and gaining fame. And I heard that today is really an amazing scientist, but in the end, they themselves find it boring to abuse.

However, it is not contradictory to identifying today's wisdom and promoting the imperial system. This is also the truth explained by some secret publications that his small circle can see, and it also firms their beliefs.

"Sanyizi! What are you talking nonsense?!" Dad Du didn't understand what the two of them were whispering in a low voice at first, but now he understood. He was saying that the emperor was not the case, and he also questioned the prince and grandson Dad Du's face was blushing, almost trying to whip Sanyizi, cursing: "You forgot the ancestors who have done the British man's job?! Your old man spent money to send you to school, what are you learning?! Get off the car if you don't understand something, get off! Get off!"

Ye Zhao rubbed his nose, but he didn't expect that Dad Du's reaction was so big.

Sanyizi muttered, "You don't know what to do with..."

With a "bang", the whip twitched. Fortunately, Sanyizi was not thrust in the winter cotton coat, but she could only jump out of the car helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll go back by myself, right?" He bowed to Ye Zhaogong and said, "Mr. Wen, see you again."

Ye Zhao nodded slightly, and when he saw him turn around, he handed the business card in his hand to Zheng Aqiao. Zheng Aqiao didn't say anything and put it away.

The old man was still angry and was not very polite to Ye Zhao. Obviously, he felt that Ye Zhao was not serious, but he agreed and wanted to keep his promise and muttered to drive the ox cart on the road.

When Ye Zhao saw this, he could only smile bitterly.………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Chapter completed!