Chapter nine hundred and twelve.
After many years of peace dreams, the Ming Dynasty, which began to fall to the bottom of the valley, has collapsed all the way and welcomed a rebirth like a phoenix nirvana. After that, it sang all the way and climbed to an incredible peak again, and unprecedented prosperity has arrived on this eastern land.
The hegemony that was established in history only lasted for two hundred years by Mao Jue was established in forty years. The Mughal Empire, known as the crown jewel of the Queen of England, was destroyed by the United East India Company's dimensionality reduction attack ten years ago. The huge empire was divided into dozens of small country countries that hated each other. However, they had to rely on the Ming Dynasty in mutual hatred. Wu Sangui, who had originally ended in a glorious ending in history, also became the king of Zhu, the imperial enthronement, and was named the first person to explore the empire.
He also made another person in history who should have fought to the end, Zheng Sen!
After working with him for a while, driven by greater ambitions, Zheng Sen, who was flowing with pirate blood in his blood, relied on Zheng Zhilong's reputation to win over a large number of investors. After recruiting, looting or coaxing in India, a large number of cheap laborers, in 1668, in the 28th year of Hai Guokaihong, he led a huge fleet of up to 57 ships and landed in Sydney for the first time in history.
After naming that land as Xinfu, Zheng Sen led the immigrants to start another new pioneering story in the Kangaroo country.
Large areas of overseas expansion of colonies. In his hometown in East Asia, Mao Jue did not stop struggling. Going west, General Wen Meng continued to launch an attack and organized a large-scale production and development army to settle in and explore. This war was indeed long and cruel. It lasted for eighteen years. The hustle and bustle of Neiya Wude, who was finally driven out of the north and south borders, was once glorious on the Tang Dynasty's territory and stood up again on the Ming Dynasty territory.
On the other hand, after a long negotiation, political struggle and a small but highly intense war, the pearl on the snowy plateau was also taken under the rule of China.
Even the Yuan Dynasty, which was the most vast in history, was no longer as good as the glorious Ming Dynasty at this time.
However, there are still many bad things in the prosperous era founded by Mao Jue, such as pollution under the Industrial Revolution and traffic jams that plague people in the capitals of later generations.
Early in the morning, Octagon Heavy Industry, located in the suburbs of the capital, painted a rich watercolor painting in the sky early. After taking a breath of fresh haze, the people of the capital were excited to start their busy day. However, today they were not fighting for their livelihood, but just for fun.
Many years ago, the court had officially stipulated that seven days was a week, and each weekend was a statutory holiday. Today was Sunday. Except for a small number of people who worked overtime to repay their mortgage loans, most of the people in the capital still left their jobs happily, drove their own private carriages, and took their whole family out to play together.
Then they caught up with the famous capital scene and had a traffic jam!
Although the concept of electricity was confirmed by a group of old scholars of the Royal Academy of Sciences six years ago, and the alternating current model was made and the light bulbs were lit, it was obvious that it would take years of naturalization and practice to apply it on a large scale in society. Now, on the roads of the capital, traffic police at one street and another need to work hard to replace the red lanterns and green lanterns back and forth to control the traffic flow.
At the intersection of Zhengyangmen in the famous Zhengyangmen in the capital, Xu Liangui, a retired employee of the East India Company, was bored and waving the whip at his hand. He looked at the red lantern that had been wandering for a long time with a worry, and listened to his father sighing there. His eldest son, who was playing cards in the carriage, smiled and said.
"Dad, it's early! The capital emperor has a large population, not as big as the countryside in Hangzhou. The traffic jam will not end in less than half an hour. Come in and drink a little water first!"
The map cannons of the Ming Dynasty had already been on fire more than ten years ago, and the cause was still Mao Jue. For more than half a year, he stayed in Hangzhou to command the distant colony work, so that Hangzhou almost regarded itself as the capital of the empire. The people of Hangzhou and the people of the capital also disliked each other for a long time. Unexpectedly, this family also exploded to the fullest.
Listening to his son being full of the pride of the people in the capital, the old guy immediately went out in anger, and his lips were neatly repaired, and the gentleman Hu started to tremble violently, yelling in anger.
"Farting, I'm in Hangzhou, I haven't seen any scenes before. I've worked with the King of Wu back then. What do you know, kid?"
"Dad, it's not that I told you. The small place in Hangzhou is really not as good as the capital. Don't be stubborn!"
"Nonsense, I..."
Seeing that a father and son were about to hit the map cannon for a long time, a creaking sound suddenly sounded around him, half a circle smaller than a four-wheeled carriage with a foot of six or seven meters. A carriage painted with black paint was not used to pull it with a horse. While walking, the carriage sprayed with black smoke was leisurely around Xu Liangui's carriage. The foreigner sat inside and waved his hat at them, and then drove straight across the road without any concerns about the red light.
The two eyes widened, and Xu Liangui shouted in surprise: "What's this thing? Why didn't he abide by traffic rules?"
It was considered that there was something his father didn't understand, and his eldest son Xu Sheng poked his head out with great pride.
"This thing is called a car. I heard that it seems to be developed by a couple in the Huguang area. In order to commemorate the track accident they knew, their brand name is Mashaladi. However, the Imperial Ministry of Transport has not included cars in traffic control for the time being, so the traffic police generally do not care about it. Most of them are regarded as an old man who cannot get a carriage license and a motorcycle!"
"but...."
A slim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Xu Sheng shook his head gloatingly: "This foreigner is going to be unlucky!"
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, the complicated green lantern of Xicha Road was hung up. The old drivers who were waiting for a long time suddenly raised their whips like a horse racing. The foreigner who was still showing off his red lights and his horse-drawn were instantly hit by a tall horse.
When Xu Liangui's carriage moved, seeing the foreigner sitting in the front and back foliage boards hit the car with a sad face, the two traffic police jumped in anger and shouted, Xu Liangui couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
No matter when, even the elderly scooters have to abide by traffic rules!
After passing this huge traffic jam, at 9 o'clock in the morning, Xu Liangui and his family arrived at the destination of the trip in time, the Imperial Palace.
This is a giant museum donated by Mao Jue twenty years ago. It covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters. Some of it is even built underground, with more than 500,000 exhibits, including calligraphy and paintings of famous masters of all dynasties, bronzes from Shang, Zhou, Spring and Autumn, as well as historical relics and daily necessities transported back from the North American mainland.
Every Sunday is a public open day, and today it is a special exhibition. Looking at the excitement, the three grandsons of the Xu family were hiding in excitement and followed in a hurry. While running, Xu Liangui was still nagging helplessly.
"Really, what's so good about skulls? Young people today!!!"
While the Xu family was nagging, they lined up to enter the ticket purchase window. Just above the window, in the lifelike printing technology, thirteen Mayan crystal skulls were printed on the exhibition board, and on one side of the exhibition version, wearing canvas adventure suits, had already matured a lot. Mao Yuer, who had a small face as dark as the sunlight, and Song Yongzhong's painting spirit stood on the side of the crystal skull with spirit.
A line of introduction is written in the following. The famous explorer, the imperial princess Yuer and his wife, is a gift dedicated to the imperial citizens!
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Ordinary citizens can enjoy Sundays. If there are bad-hearted companies that don’t take holidays, and there are trade unions that cause trouble for them, the emperor does not have this blessing. Mao Jue has to work overtime on weekends.
It is said that he was young and frivolous, but he finally lived the most annoying thing he hated the most. Mao Jue is like this now. From a handsome young man to a brave and strong Liaodong general, he has now become a stubborn old man with gray hair and beard.
"Your Majesty, the Indian tribes in HP County, Arizona have clashed with the imperial settlement again, and a total of sixteen immigrants have died. This is the third attack in the month. The local Governor's Office suspects that they are still colluding with the Fox rebels who have been rebelling against the Empire, and asks the Ministry of War to use thunder means to sweep away the native tribes in the Arizona River."
Five years ago, Fang Yizhi caused a big trouble for Mao Jue. Based on the principle of light, fat, shadow and thin, he actually developed a telegraph machine across the ages. In an instant, it overturned the communication habits of thousands of years. It only took half a day to pass messages from the Manila colony back to the capital.
The convenience of communication made business prosperous, and then Mao Jue's plan to go to Hangzhou for vacation was wiped out by the excuse of dealing with things in the southern province. He has been in the capital for three years!
Listening to the fourth New World Cabinet Secretary chanting scriptures and reporting things, his eyes were still on the picture album in his hand, Mao Jue hummed absent-mindedly: "Isn't the Fourth Cavalry Regiment of the New World nearby? As Governor Ma asked, wipe out the nearby Indian tribe!"
"I object!"
Sure enough, something even more troublesome happened to Mao Jue. He stood up in the position of Chief Minister, and also reached Mao Jue's age, Mao Xingjian protested with full spirit.
"The Arizona River generation has just started the development plan, and the local labor force is seriously insufficient. If this generation of indigenous people is forcibly wiped out, it will only cause other indigenous people to escape with fear, which will harm the interests of local investors. Without human resources to develop, the local excellent mineral deposits can only be buried in the land like scrap iron."
"In addition, your Majesty, the sacred cabinet meeting of the Empire, please do not get distracted!"
The prince has really grown up over the years. Now he has even been elected as the chief minister. He has taken over most of the political affairs of the empire. He even dares to care about him. More than fifty roundtable officials of the empire looked over, forcing Mao Jue to depressedly put away the beach bikini album that Chiyohime sent him.
However, with this Yuko, he raised the topic again.
"I have felt old and really couldn't stand the many things in the empire. The prince is in full swing in spring and autumn. I see, it's time to pass the throne..."
"Your Majesty is walking on a dragon and tiger step. Why do you say this when you are in heaven? My son is stupid. Please give your Majesty the most important thing!"
Good guy, before he finished speaking, the prince had already stood up with his fists and bowed heavily. Although Mao Jue had handed over many powers to the cabinet over the years, he was the emperor after all. Following the prince, a large group of ministers and ministers also stood up and bowed a lot, forcing Mao Jue to wave his hand in disappointment.
Chapter completed!