This news did not surprise the Senate. According to the history of old time and space, he died in office around 1631 due to illness due to overwork.
According to this historical process, after Wang Zunde, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi was Xiong Wencan. He started his career by appeasing Zheng Zhilong. Throughout his life, he mainly treated various "rebels" with "appeasement". When he came to governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, he soon
It is possible to reach a mutually acceptable understanding with the time traveler, just like the compromise he reached with Zheng Zhilong in Fujian. For this reason, the elders were looking forward to Xiong Qingtian's appointment.
However, Xiong Qingtian is not here yet - according to the efficiency of work in medieval society, it would take at least three and a half months for Xiong Wencan to come to Guangdong to take charge of affairs. The time of the time traveler is very precious, and the Senate discussed it, rather than waiting eagerly for Xiong Qingtian
, it is better to settle the follow-up matters with Mr. Li quickly and make it a fait accompli. A Hong Kong issue caused Li Fengjie to evade in every possible way. In the end, he only got a promise of "turning a blind eye". Can Qiongzhou Prefecture be completely "center-left"?
So "change" is something that is difficult to predict.
Although the situation is still unclear, the triumphant return of the naval task force from the Pearl River is a gratifying and congratulatory event. A grand welcome ceremony was held at Bobu Pier.
On this day, colorful flags were fluttering on the street lights along the way from Lingao County to Bopu - if you pay attention, you will find that most of them are Ming army flags captured in the Battle of Chengmai. Flags recovered from the Chengmai battlefield piled up like mountains.
In accordance with the principle of collection, the Great Library collected two sides of each type, and then used hundreds of them as decorations in the Grand Stadium. The remaining parts were hung in the General Military Building and the Admiralty respectively. Finally,
, even Lingao Cathedral also hung many military flags.
The rest, all cotton and linen must be cleaned and recycled - no matter how tattered it is, it can always be made into paper. Various silk flags are difficult to deal with. Australians do not use silk for clothing. Except for a small amount that is allocated for industrial use,
The rest had to be applied for by Fang Fei and all were allocated to the Cultural and Propaganda Department for use.
Fang Fei's organizer went through these flags, selected flags of the same size and classified them separately, and then used outsourcing processing to remove all unnecessary content on them. In the end, he had hundreds of flags in his hand that could be used during the event.
Colored flags used.
Now, these colorful flags are flying all the way from Lingao County along the Lingao-Bopu Highway, and several banners are also hung on the road: "Warmly welcome the victorious return of the officers and soldiers of our Pearl River Task Force!", "Glory belongs to the Senate under the glory of the Senate.
The invincible Fubo Army!", "Invincible in battle and invincible in all attacks!", "The glory of the Senate shines in all directions!"...
Groups of welcoming crowds are heading to the museum. These are the welcoming groups organized by the Mass Activities Department of the Ministry of Culture and Publicity. Compared with the example of the Chengmai Victory, this time the navy led the victory after returning from the battle. In terms of celebration standards
It can't be too bad, lest the navy take offense. Besides, the chairman of the executive committee is also in the returning fleet, so he has to follow the standards of the head of state who returns from a work visit.
According to Fang Fei's order, all professional and amateur propaganda groups under the Ministry of Culture and Publicity were dispatched. "The scale must be grand and the atmosphere must be warm," he gave instructions to Ji Denggao, the chief of the indigenous section, "... the students of Fangcaodi
, at least eight classes have to be drawn out, and now there are only so many classes? There is no courage at all! There is also the choir of the seminary, why are you waiting in the front? We are not a Catholic country!" The former fortune teller was wearing a new version.
He was wearing a small open-collared cotton "work clothes", sweating on his head, and quickly recording his instructions in his notebook with a Linko-yielding pencil.
Seeing that Commander Fang's instructions came to an end, Ji Denggao quickly took the time to report:
"Minister Hu said that the teaching tasks in Fangcaodi are very tight, and the students are having a waste of celebrations..." He quickly swallowed his words again.
"Being skillful is a waste of time, right?" Fang Fei said. Ji Denggao didn't dare to talk to him. The crime of slandering the elders could be serious or minor. If he became "stoking dissension", he would probably go to Fu Youdi to engage in mass propaganda.
He quickly reorganized:
"What Minister Hu means is that the teaching tasks are too late and too many students are sent to affect academic studies. He did not say anything else..."
Fang Fei waved his hand: "Okay, you go to Fangcaodi immediately and tell me that it was me who said it. I have to send one more student each from the nursing class and the life secretary class! Go quickly! Take the bus!"
As he spoke, Fang Fei tore off a "bus ticket" from his bag, wrote the time and destination on it, and handed it to Ji Denggao. In order to improve work efficiency, every department, enterprise and commune level now
Equipped with a bus - a 28-inch agricultural bicycle, commonly known as the 28-inch bicycle.
This novel means of transportation aroused great interest among the indigenous people. After they stumbledly learned to ride bicycles, riding bicycles became a kind of fun and pride for the indigenous cadres. However, because bicycle tires are classified as first-level controlled materials, various
The department has strict restrictions on the use of bicycles, and the general office implements a management system of bus tickets, which makes it rare for indigenous cadres to enjoy the pleasure of using buses.
"Understood, I'll go right away." Ji Denggao hurriedly took the ticket and went. Fang Fei looked out of the window of the customs office he temporarily borrowed, and saw that there were still fewer people welcoming him - and the color was too plain, all gray.
Blue Ant. Without the maid uniforms of the Life Secretary Class and the blue nurse uniforms of the Nursing Class, the atmosphere would really not be high.
He muttered, "Old Hu, Old Hu, don't think that no one knows the truth about 'quality education' after you launched a 'teaching reform pilot' in Fangcaodi. You need to let the elders know, hum..."
Outside the window, gongs and drums are beating loudly, and the lion dance team is warming up. Choruses from various systems have also arrived. Unfortunately, there is no orchestra - the time traveler has a full set of musical instruments and teaching materials, and even various teaching materials. But there is no full set of performers.
I had no choice but to play CDs to make up the numbers.
The live broadcast station of Lingao Broadcasting Station occupies an office as a broadcast studio in the Customs Building in Bopu, preparing for live broadcasts - of course, wired broadcasting rather than wireless, and it is the most primitive type of wired broadcasting: "
"Telephone loudspeaker" is what the indigenous people call the loudspeaker broadcasting system that has been erected in most areas of Lingao.
At this moment, the loudspeakers were playing majestic marches from the Soviet era in turn. This was a "Soviet March" disc that Li Chiqi's cousin Zhang Yu selected from a pile of CDs. This girl with short hair and a baby face
He has been freed from the boring telegraph operator job of Lingao Telecom - according to the order of the Organization Department, this type of work will gradually be taken over by specially trained indigenous personnel. After Zhang Yu handed over the job, he had nowhere to go, except to come to Lingao Telecom.
After high school, she learned no special skills except for newspaper services. As a self-proclaimed extreme leftist, she had no interest in doing administrative work in the office. She became Du Wen's recruiting target and became her subordinate. However, they got along well.
Very unhappy, Du Wen believed that Zhang Yu's "leftist" level was too superficial, and repeatedly asked her to read more of Stalin's works, and specially borrowed a book of her own reading notes for Zhang Yu's "study reference".
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu was not interested in this "notebook", nor was she interested in Stalin. She was more interested in Danmei novels than Stalin's works. Within a few days, Du Wen sneered at her "leftist" status
In the end, a conflict broke out between the two women. Dong Weiwei was pregnant again at this time and had no intention of coordinating the interpersonal relationships in the Social Investigation Office. The conflict intensified.
Zhang Yu angrily ran to the organization office and asked for a transfer. Minglang felt that this young girl had a lively personality, was good at talking, and was good at singing and dancing. There would be no problem in doing propaganda, so in the end it fell to Ding Ding. She became a radio station
announcer.
At this moment, Zhang Yu was lying on the window sill - this office had been renovated as a broadcast studio. Not only had necessary sound insulation equipment been installed, but the window facing Bobu Port had also been enlarged into a large greenhouse-style window - convenient for
It is easy for the announcer to observe during the live broadcast. Zhang Yu is holding dried sweet potatoes in one hand - bought by Li Chiqi as a filial piety, and this cousin is trying to eat her all the time; and holding dried fish in the other hand - bought by Zhang Yuchen
Well, since this guy came back from Guangzhou Station, he has been obsessed with "chatting friends" - after all, this chatting friend has a good figure and appearance - and comes to see Zhang Yu for dates every three days.
Zhang Yuchen is 183cm, 77kg, and his figure is standard compared to many otakus. In addition, he has been in Guangzhou for two years and has not spent a penny of various salary and bonus dividends, so he has a lot of money. He also brought back many interesting and beautiful small handicrafts from Guangzhou, which is worthy of comparison.
He is said to have "both wealth and appearance". He invites you to have a casual meal today and coffee tomorrow, coaxing this little girl who is not very experienced in the world into a circle.
All this made Li Chiqi very jealous - he had seduced his cousin to join the time travel for "his own use", and was not preparing to become the brother-in-law of a certain veteran. For this reason, he had to remind his cousin many times: This Zhang Yuchen was in Guangzhou.
The issue of men and women is very complicated. Although there is no overt concubinage, it is normal to have physical relations with many maids - and the maid he brought back - now called the life secretary - is now living in his apartment openly.
.
"I have no intention of marrying him." Zhang Yu curled her lips indifferently, "Let's just get along as friends."
Li Chiqi thought to himself how many girls ended up dating "as friends" like this. He was very anxious, so he had no choice but to ignore the tiredness of work and intensify his pursuit offensive every day. He must let Zhang Yuchen retreat before the difficulties.
Of course Zhang Yu doesn't care about this situation. There are people constantly supplying snacks and playing with him to relieve his boredom. What's wrong with that?
After finishing her lollipop, she picked up the telescope and looked outside to see if there was any signal of the fleet entering the port. The fleet returning from Hong Kong will enter the port today. The welcoming crowd on the pier has been waiting since morning, just waiting
As soon as the ship enters the port, she will broadcast live on the radio.
"There are a lot of big bosses here." Zhang Yu took a telescope and looked under the awning for rest on the pier at the pier. Almost all the executive members of the executive committee at Lingao came, one by one.
Smiling people stood or sat talking. She looked at the list of senior executives at the executive committee, standing committee and department heads level that Ding Ding had given her. There were twenty-five or six in total. Ding Ding looked at the list.
When the list was handed to her, I specifically asked her not to read it in the wrong order, let alone miss it.
As a self-proclaimed extreme leftist, Zhang Yu has learned a lot about political issues. Of course, she understands that this is actually a ranking of power. Although the matter is small, the articles in it are huge. She read the list several times and read it again.
Check the list to see how many of the elders on the list have arrived.
At this moment, a loud sound of drums and trumpets was heard, and a group of junior students from Fangcaodi Junior School were entering the arena in a mighty manner.
They all wore standard student uniforms - a smaller version of work clothes with small lapels. The only difference was that the girls wore skirts that were slightly above the knees - this was specifically requested by Hu Qingbai, so that girls would not be accustomed to modern skirts from an early age, etc.
When they entered the middle school, they couldn't get used to the sailor uniform.
On the chest of the student uniform is the embroidered school emblem and motto of "Yerba Buena National School": "Knowledge is Power". The cuffs are decorated with black sleeve strips, with the class name and student personal number on them, and a collar badge sewn on the lapel, marked with Roman numerals.
The grade level of the student.
Zhao Chuanyi held a small paper flag and walked in the queue in an orderly manner. He is ten years old and a second-year student at Fangcaodi National School. He is one of the first batch of indigenous people in Lingao to receive formal school education.
―According to the step-by-step study of the education syllabus compiled by Hu Qingbai himself, based on the content of his study, Zhao Chuanyi should have been a fourth-grade student in the old time and space.
Zhao Chuanyi is the grandson of Housekeeper Zhao of Liu Dalin's family. His father has worked for the Australians for a long time and is now a "cadre" in the general office. His three children are all studying in national primary schools. Zhao Chuanyi
He is the boss. The life in the national school is both novel and difficult. The education model formulated by the time-travelers for the national school is cramming. In addition to ensuring two hours of compulsory physical exercise every day, all students from 7 a.m. to 5 p.m.
There are classes arranged. There is also evening self-study in the evening - question sea tactics. For children, it is a very good entertainment activity to be able to suspend classes for half a day today to "welcome the leader".
"Come, come here." The indigenous cadres from the Cultural and Propaganda Department in charge of the organization took the team to the place where the lines had been drawn with lime and waited, and also mentioned a few precautions. The students listened with half-understanding.
, roughly it means cheering in unison as soon as the warship enters the harbor, and then waving the small flag in their hands.
Zhao Chuanyi looked at the pier curiously - they rarely have the opportunity to come to the pier because it is a "dangerous place". It is not only close to the sea, but also has many machines and vehicles. It is easy to cause casualties and accidents, so people under the age of 16
Children were not allowed to enter the pier on weekdays. He looked at the big crane and the big iron ship on the sea - the teachers called it the "holy ship", and even took them to look at it from a distance during the outing.
Now the big iron ship is on the other side of the harbor, and it looks even bigger - like a mountain! A huge iron chain hanging from the bow is thicker than his thigh. How was such a thing made?
Come out? Zhao Chuanyi often thinks about this problem in his mind. Now he is no longer surprised that a boat made of iron can float on the water, because the teacher has told them the relationship between buoyancy and mass in physics class.
Relationship. He also performed this concept with the image of tin foil. But Zhao Chuanyi was still surprised that people could build and control such a large ship. His admiration for the "elders" also grew day by day. He heard the teachers say that as long as he
Learning, one day they can also build and drive such a large iron ship. This made many students excited and planted a yearning for science in their hearts for the first time.
Lu Yi quietly poked Zhao Chuanyi: "Look at that big crane! It's so high, I don't know how it can be installed! It has to be built according to the method of building a tower, and you don't have to build a tall and tall frame?"
"No matter how high it is, it can always be built. Have you ever heard the teacher say that there is a Bao'en Temple tower in Nanjing that is 78 meters high? Isn't it true that things that were built hundreds of years ago can't be built?" Zhao Chuanyi said.
"It took many years to build, but this big crane only took a few months to build."
Zhao Chuanyi looked at the row of steam cranes of different sizes on the dock, as well as the piles of goods, and the ships gathered in the port. He felt that it was both familiar and strange... Although his family was a foreigner, he
He is a native of Lingao who was born and raised here. He still clearly remembers that he accidentally visited this place with Mr. Liu a few years ago. There is only smoke and grass here, the beach is full of mangroves, and there are only some small trees in the harbor.
The fishing boat is moored. It took three years to look like this!
"Well, that's the so-called 'science'." Yuan Fei interjected, "There are always reasons that we don't understand. Let's ask the teacher to talk about cranes in the future. How can such a heavy thing be lifted up? And that rope.
, how can it be strong enough to last?”
Lu Yi continued to explore the unsolved mystery: "I heard that the rope above is made of steel, but I can't figure out how steel can be used to make a rope?"
At this time, the squad leader turned around and said loudly: "Everyone, stop talking! The veteran is here."
Ding Ding hurriedly walked to the student team with four or five indigenous clerks from the cultural and publicity department. It suddenly occurred to him that there should be a flower-laying ceremony on such occasions. The flowers were ready-there was a flower garden next to the Bopu Health Center, and they were planted in it.
There are a lot of flowers. The climate here in Lingao is warm, and flowers are always available all year round. It’s no problem to put together four or five bouquets. Flowers are offered.
"Select six children immediately, three boys and three girls, and prepare to present flowers to Mr. Wen and others!" Ding Ding paid attention to the indigenous cadres leading the team, and then paid attention to his wife, "Be careful to take pictures when presenting flowers!"
"I know." Pan Pan looked indifferent and fiddled with the SLR camera in his hand. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at ***(***.***)