Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 372 in Shanghai

A dilapidated Dafu boat arrived at the pier by the Huangpu River in Shanghai.

The Huangpu River Wharf at this moment is the busiest time of the year.

Because there are still more than ten days, and it will be the Spring Festival on the first day of the first month of the eighth year of Guangfu.

For the Chinese, if they have money or not, they go home for the New Year.

Shanghai, a place with [-] to [-] percent of its population from outsiders, must be deserted during the Spring Festival.

Although the bosses of those factories are not very willing to have a holiday during the Spring Festival.

But the Ming court didn't really care about the suffering of the people at all.

At least there are still seven days of national holidays for the Spring Festival. During these seven days, except for the patrols and the army on duty.

The rest of the government agencies, large and small factories, etc. are all on holiday at the same time.

And there will be no holidays.

To be honest, it was seven days.

There are court regulations.

Those pickpockets didn't dare to violate it, after all, it sounds a bit inhumane to not let people go home for the New Year.

not to mention.

During this period of Chinese New Year, no business can be done.

Therefore, before the Chinese New Year, factories of all sizes were busy rushing to work.

The Huangpu River has also become more and more busy.

The whole city was running at full speed, as if to make up for the time lost due to the long holiday.

The wharf of Shiliupu is full of busy coolies—they are the hardest laborers in the city, and it is through their shoulders that large bags of goods are carried up and down and circulated in all directions.Although they are called coolies, it is difficult to see the word "bitterness" on their faces.

On the contrary, they are full of joy. As the end of the year approaches, the business of these coolies is not good, and their wages have also increased by [-]%. Don't look at their tattered clothes now. After work, they are all well-dressed Satin clothes.

If you are a bachelor, you will probably go straight to the restaurant on Fourth Avenue to have a good meal...

In fact, the wages of dock workers in various coastal ports in Daming are not low.

A strong and strong man always has an income of 40 yuan a month. If he catches up with the month before the Spring Festival, it can be doubled.

This is much better than being a worker in a textile factory.

And this time.

After traveling in Europe for a few years, he opened his eyes to see the world and studied law at Dohwa University. The remnants of the former Qing Jinghai Hou who got a lawyer's photo, now changed his name to Wu Wanghai and walked off the lucky boat.

Beside him was a man in his early fifties wearing a robe and a melon cap.

This person was Shi Bingde, the younger brother of Marquis Jinghai, who was also Wu Wanghai's father. Now he changed his name to Wu Bingde.

Behind the two, there were several servants who were carrying the salute.

"Haier, the people who carry the big bags on the pier are all the children of the Little Sword Society, and the Little Sword Society has a lot to do with the Heaven and Earth Society. They smashed their jobs."

Wu Bingde pointed to the coolies who were carrying big bags, and explained to his son in a low voice.

The two of them, father and son, have cleared up the remnants of their sins before, and now they have made a fortune.

They already stole a lot of the property of Marquis Jinghai. Wu Wanghai invested in the newspaper industry in Guangzhou and is the major shareholder of [Junzi Daily].

And Wu Bingde.

He can be said to have had shit luck.

After he arranged for his son to leave, he took part of his family property to live in seclusion in Shanghai County and bought more than 100 mu of land on the Huangpu River.

Originally, I wanted to collect rent for the elderly, and by the way, be a survivor of the former dynasty, and not be an official of the Ming Dynasty for life.

But I didn't expect it.

Accidents will happen.

This person is lucky, but he really can't stop it.

Unexpectedly, the emerging Ming Empire suddenly embarked on the fast lane of capitalism, and Shanghai became the city with the fastest economic development in the entire Ming Dynasty.

It was originally a wild land.Within a few years, it became a bustling and bustling place.

Wu Bingde is also a quick-witted owner, so of course he seized the opportunity of this "reform and opening up" and took back hundreds of acres of land from the tenants.

Part of it was converted into a wharf and warehouse, and the other part was sold to the Shanghai county government at a high price for the expansion of the urban area.

"Father, son doesn't want to take over the docks!"

"What? If you don't take over this pier, who will you give it to? Do you know how profitable this pier is? How many people are jealous! Hai'er, you are the only son as a father. If you don't take over this family business, Who will pick it up? Let me tell you, this pier can be passed on to the family, and the wealth and honor of future generations will be tied here!"

Wu Bingde said anxiously.

He has been in Shanghai for these years, but he knows too well what is called location is the most important thing.

The pier by the Huangpu River.

Seeing the bottom line at a glance, as long as there is no turmoil in the Ming Dynasty, then the business will be safe and secure to make money!
"Father, have you forgotten the hatred of the country and the family?"

"Be quiet!"

Old Wu quickly stopped his son's words, and then pointed to two large steam sailboats parked on another pier not far away. "Look, the tuanlong flags are flying on those two ships. Some important person must have arrived in Shanghai. Jin Yiwei's fans have been very active these two days!"

Wu Wanghai looked in the direction of his father's finger.

The dock of the Wu family can only berth some sailboats such as Dafuchuan and Daguangchuan.

And the wharf of the Shanghai Port Company in the distance can berth such super-large iron-clad ships!
At this time, two large ships of more than 3000 tons were moored in Shanghai Port.

It is the battleship Daming and Guangzhou, a main gunboat of the Daming Pacific Fleet.

"It's a waste of money!"

Wu Wanghai muttered something, and strode down the springboard with Wu Bingde.

A gold-encrusted four-wheeled western carriage was parked on the pier, the door was already open, and a driver in a black satin padded jacket was guarding there. Seeing Master Wu and Mr. Wu coming, he hurriedly opened the door.

"Let's talk in the car." Wu Bing dragged his son into the car.

Then let the servant who carried the luggage get into another carriage loaded with goods.

"Zhen'er, forget it."

As soon as the wheels of the carriage rolled up, Wu Bingde sighed and said, "In the blink of an eye, it will be 8 years. The world of Ming Dynasty is as safe as a rock... National hatred and family hatred are all things in the past. We should look forward. Now for My father also supported a family business, with a wharf, real estate, and several sailing boats, earning 10,000+ yuan every year, when your uncle was the Marquis of Jinghai in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Our family didn’t have that much income.”

"Then the lives of hundreds of members of the Shi family are just like this?"

Wu Bingde shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, what else can we do? When will this change of dynasty not kill people? To be honest, Lebao of the Manchu Qing is still keeping a incense stick of Manchus in India. They are Manchus. It’s good luck not to be exterminated. Back then, when the Five Huns were in disorder, what kind of Xiongnu, Xianbei, Jie people, Di people, Qiang people, etc., where are you now? Our family was a traitor and worked for the Qing Dynasty. After enjoying wealth for more than 100 years, it is almost the same, this is life. You have been promoting a democratic republic for several years, how many people believe it?"

"There are still a few..." Wu Bingde's face darkened.

In fact, there is only one person who really believes, and that is Sun Wen, who is a medical student. He has already gone to Europe with Wu Wanghai's sponsorship.

Other students who participated in the Constitutional Research Association went their separate ways after graduation, busy with their own careers.

As for Du Ruchong and others in the "Esquire Daily", they have always sneered at the republic, thinking that there is no king and no father, so it is not worth mentioning.

"What can you do with just a few people? Zhen'er, I think you should marry a wife earlier, take in a few concubines, have a bunch of children and grandchildren, and let your father enjoy family happiness for a few years."

"Father, son... son doesn't want to start a family." Wu Wanghai said helplessly.

Immediately after graduating and returning home, they urged marriage.

Is this also a tradition?
"No... don't want to start a family? Zhen'er, are you sick?" Wu Bingde turned pale with shock. He has only one son, and Jinghai Hou Shi's family has only one seedling. If it can't be planted, then what? Do it, are you worthy of the traitor ancestors?
Wouldn't it really be retribution for being a traitor, would it be extinct?
"I'm not sick..."

"Then you don't like women?" Wu Bingde's expression was a little strange, "Son, then you can marry one and add a grandson to your father, right?"

"Father, what are you talking about? My son... still wants to do great things!"

Wu Bingde's face darkened, "Zhen'er, why are you still dreaming! Today's Daming is already an iron barrel, and even the Russian Empire can't beat Daming. What can you do? What can you do? , let’s stop now!”

"Father, son, I have my own measure."

"What are you going to do?"

"My son wants to go around Daming first, and inspect the society."

"Society? What?"

"It's this world, my son wants to see what's going on in this world?"

……

What's going on this big tomorrow and now.

Honestly.

Even Emperor Zhu Daohua of the Ming Dynasty himself was not particularly clear about it.

Especially this injury.

Therefore, Emperor Zhu also came to "Private Visit of Guangfu Emperor Weifu".

He took off his dragon robe.

She changed into an ordinary cotton robe, with a pistol and a sword hanging from her waist, and behind her were several female soldiers from the Guards Corps dressed as maids. Beside her, Empress Luo was also wearing an ordinary robe, with a wooden stick stuck in her head. Hairpin, holding Emperor Zhu's arm, walking on the streets of Shanghai.

It's almost like an ordinary Shanghai boss going out.

Before the Chinese New Year, Shanghai is the busiest time.

Shops everywhere have been decorated with lights, and a variety of New Year's goods are piled up in the cabinets, and they are about to be placed on the street.

Because there are several ways to go to the Northeast, go to the Northwest, go to the Southeast Asia, and go east to the New World.

So now I don't see homeless people, beggars, etc. on the street - if there are any, they will definitely be taken by the yamen to the above-mentioned places to become farmers of collective farms.

Zhu Daohua arrived in Shanghai suddenly yesterday morning.

Even the Shanghai Municipal Government didn't know that the emperor had arrived.

So now Zhu Daohua went out early in the morning with Empress Luo and several female university masters - all sumo masters, the kind of masters who often performed sumo for Emperor Zhu without wearing clothes.

Take a look around Shanghai.

There is no such chaos that came to Shanghai two years ago.

The streets are clean, obviously cleaned regularly.

It shows that the municipal administration in Shanghai is operating normally—this is for sure, Shanghai is the city with the highest tax revenue in the country.

The central tax paid by a city is almost catching up with Guangdong Province.

The second is that no "lying down" dead people were seen.It's winter now, and those beggars who sleep on the streets can easily freeze to death.

But now I haven't even seen the beggar.

So it's not too surprising.

Emperor Zhu was walking on the street, buying some gadgets from time to time, feeling very comfortable.

Ever since he became the emperor, Boss Zhu has seldom been so relaxed.

But for Emperor Zhu.

His empire has now entered a period of steady development.

Domestic industrialization is in full swing, and under the impact of the market economy, the rural small peasant economy is disintegrating.

The huge immigration investment in the Northeast, Northwest, Southeast Asia, and the New World is actually equivalent to the "stability maintenance funds" of the Ming Empire.

Because if the rural economic structure is destroyed, and the farmers have no other way out.

Whether the industrial development of the Ming Empire can still operate in a stable environment is hard to say.

A group of children carrying schoolbags rushed out from the side road chasing each other.

There is a new primary school on that small road, and they probably are students of that primary school.

The winter vacation is about to start now, and these primary school students should have just finished their final exams.

These elementary school students were all boys, and some of them were shouting while running: "For Daming, for the Emperor, go forward, go forward..."

Then everyone lined up in a neat queue, marching forward in the queue, walking quite neatly, very stylish.

Zhu Jishi asked a female guard to stop a child and ask him what happened to the slogan.

"Sister, this is taught by my husband. I have to shout every day when I do exercises, and I also teach it in Chinese class."

Emperor Zhu nodded in satisfaction. It seems that the Ministry of Propaganda and Education is compiling the teaching materials with all their heart.

In fact, Boss Zhu plagiarized the poor methods of Prussia and other countries during World War I.

In fact, in that era, European nation-states were more or less militaristic, and such content could always be found in textbooks.

The French marched for the Emperor, the Russians for the Tsar, the English for the Queen, the Prussians for the King.

Don't shy away from saying.

This is brainwashing.

In essence, the current Ming army is not an army armed with nationalism in modern times.

They are essentially a group of mercenaries.

So what kind of army is a modern army?

Of course, it is an army composed of a group of fanatical nationalists who believe that the interests of the country and the nation are closely related to themselves, and who want to use the sword of the Communists to seek land for the Communists.

otherwise.

In World War I, the kings of Europe had to rely on money to hire troops to fight.

No matter how rich the country is.

It also cannot support the cost of killing 10,000+ people in one battle. After a war is fought, almost half of the young and middle-aged people in the whole country will be killed or injured.

But Emperor Zhu can't do anything about it, and there are already such signs in Europe now.

If he doesn't, he'll have to face a white army armed with nationalism, and possibly extreme racism.

(End of this chapter)