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Chapter 593 Zhang Pu's Ambition

"Uncle Zuo, why don't you come and help us? Otherwise, the steam engine would have been built long ago."

The problem that had troubled the steam engine team for a long time was solved by Zuo Mengeng in a few words, which gave Li Meizhi other ideas.

Zuo Mengeng couldn't stop laughing.

"I still have a lot of things to do, so I can't help you with anything."

He is a leader.

The steam engine is important, but its energy must be used to serve the overall situation.

Furthermore, all he knew about the steam engine was the minutiae.

If he was really asked to build a steam engine, he would turn a blind eye.

"Don't be anxious, don't rush forward, take your time step by step. I can afford to wait, and so can everyone."

Zuo Mengeng said such words of relief.

He was afraid that children like Qin Luo and Li Meizhi would rush forward in their eagerness for success. Not only would they fail to build the steam engine, but they would also cause an accident.

The steam engine was certainly important in the long history of human industrial development, but for Shandong at this time, it was not so urgent.

"The Administrative Committee has invested the most money in our group and provided many conveniences. If we don't come up with anything, people will gossip."

Obviously, someone has already gossiped.

Otherwise, Li Meizhi would not be in such a mood.

There are many, many ongoing studies in the Academy of Sciences, all of which require a large investment of funds and resources.

Among them, the steam engine team of Qin Luo and Li Meizhi occupied the largest share.

But they have been tinkering for many years without seeing any results, which naturally makes other people dissatisfied.

However, the steam engine project was personally approved by Zuo Menggeng, and it was mandatory to continue investment. Although the administrative committee knew little about steam engines, it still invested a lot of resources.

"Do you know a famous poem by Gao Ming of the Yuan Dynasty?"

Seeing Li Meizhi shaking her head, Zuo Mengeng read to her.

“After ten years of hard work and no one asking, once you become famous, the world will know you.”

Zuo Mengeng said solemnly: "Now, I give this poem to you. Don't care about the wind and rain in front of you, the scenery ahead of you will be more beautiful. Remember, when you succeed, you will be remembered by history. You

He will be comparable to Laozi, Confucius, Mencius and all other sages."

A surge of water made both Li Meizhi and Zuo Fu next to her look excited.

None of them expected that Zuo Menggeng would speak so highly of steam engines.

"Commander, are steam engines really that important?"

After Li Meizhi left, Zuo Fu couldn't help but ask.

Zuo Mengeng nodded.

"Our current machinery is driven by water power. But sometimes the water is plentiful and sometimes it dries up, and the power provided is very unstable. But the steam engine is not. As long as coal is added for combustion, as long as the machine does not break down, it can run forever.

Think about it, if the textile machine keeps running day and night, how much more cotton will be spun? If the ships on the sea cancel the sails and use steam engines to drive them, do they not need to care about the wind direction and can go wherever they want? The steam engine is surging.

Power, can the ship be built bigger? Can it carry more cargo? Can it be equipped with more artillery? Can the ship even be built with steel, and can it be stronger? If we can do this, in this world, we will

Are there any opponents?"

Zuo Fu felt relieved when he heard this, and finally understood why Zuo Mengeng attached so much importance to the steam engine team.

He was still imagining the spectacular sight of the steam engine becoming popular in the world, Zuo Mengeng's attention had already shifted to other aspects.

"How is the reaction from all over the world regarding the Kong family?"

Zuo Fu came to his senses and became serious again.

“The impact is huge, it can be described as earth-shattering.”

This is a world based on Confucianism.

Confucius is a god in the eyes of the world, and his descendants naturally carry an aura of admiration.

Throughout the ages, how many dynasties have changed, how many emperors have been killed and their entire families have been exterminated, and how many royal families have fallen into disarray?

But what about the Kong family?

Always safe and sound.

This also made the world feel that the Kong family could not move.

However, the Dongjiang rebels informed the world with their atrocities.

There is nothing extraordinary about the Kong family.

Does that mean that Confucius is nothing great?

Confucius has lost his authority, but what about Confucianism?

This is the reason why scholars all over the world are panicked and angry.

"Geng Zhongming, Mao Chenglu and others were sent to the capital. It is said that the whole journey was full of people shouting and killing. If it were not for the tight security, they would have been beaten to death on the way. This time they really came into contact with Nilin.

There is absolutely no way to survive."

Speaking of this matter, Zuo Fu was also frightened. He looked at Zuo Mengeng carefully, very worried about the consequences if the truth was exposed.

Zuo Mengeng was very calm.

"Although the Dongjiang rebels have committed heinous crimes, I'm afraid we can't stay out of it. If my prediction is correct, the storm is coming soon."

He warned Zuo Fu: "Tell people everywhere to watch carefully. If there is any trouble, send the news back immediately."

Zuo Fu kept this in mind and knew that this would be the focus of his work in the coming period.

Seeing that Zuo Mengeng was planning to go back, he really couldn't hold himself back.

"Commander, the song you just sang..."

Zuo Mengeng told reporters: "That song is called "The Motherland Will Not Forget". I was filled with emotion and came from my heart."

Zuo Fu asked carefully: "I want to use this song as a training song for the Intelligence Department. Is it possible?"

Zuo Mengeng moved forward steadily and simply said: "They are worth it."

Zuo Fu looked happy from behind and hurriedly followed.

Zuo Mengeng's guess was very accurate.

The extermination of the Kong family has turned into a huge wave.

Especially after Kong Zhenyun, the Xinyan Holy Duke conferred by Chongzhen, was expelled, scholars began to surge.

"This is really unreasonable! In my opinion, this is the conspiracy of Shandong."

Zhang Pu spoke categorically, regardless of whether there was evidence or not, he just opened his mouth and targeted it.

I don’t know whether I should say that he has a keen sense or that he has ulterior motives. His testimony is indeed correct.

but……

No evidence.

Zhang Cai stood aside with a frown on his face.

"Yan Shenggong is the benchmark of Shilin and the descendant of the saint. Without Yan Shenggong, how can the saint's hometown be rebuilt? We still have to write to the court to facilitate this matter."

When Zhang Pu heard this, he couldn't help but get angry.

"There are many people with wine bags and rice bags in the court. After Duke Yi Zhai lost power, there is no sound of justice in the court. Let's see how those treacherous villains ruin this country."

Fushe was Zhou Yanru's backing.

They built momentum for Zhou Yanru, and Zhou Yanru helped them raise their profile.

Everything was fine originally. Although Zhang Pu was living in the countryside, his words and deeds could affect the political trend of the government.

This time Zhou Yanru went out and cut off Fu She's tentacles in the court, making Zhang Pu very angry.

"Nowadays, Wen Tiren's party members are all in the court, and their grievances with us have long been irresolvable. Instead of seeking trouble, it is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger. The current scourge of the descendants of the saints is indeed a difficulty for Taoism. Isn't it an opportunity for us to rise up and call out?

"

Zhang Pu made up his mind.

This time, he will no longer be a civilian prime minister.

He wanted to make his views clear in a big way, firmly grasp the banner of Taoist orthodoxy, and unite the hearts of scholars.

If you do it well, at worst it will be comparable to Zhou, Cheng, Zhu, Wang and other ancestors.

If done well...

Zhang Pu no longer dared to think about it.

His weak heart was beating wildly.


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