Dominate the Country

A month is long, and a month is short. In the morning, the sun shines on the river.

Wang Zhizheng was sent to the dock back to Anqing by his tearful parents, siblings, and brothers. There was also a new brother-in-law in the crowd. "Brother-in-law, next time I come back, please hug my little nephew..."

The spring breeze blew on his face, and the crying, laughing, shaking and choking were like the broken years of the past, deeply imprinted in the time of life, as the most beautiful embellishment in one's life.

Looking back three times in one step, there will be a time to say goodbye. How many times relatives want to keep him, but they can't. Family affection is rare in the world, but it is also the most fragile. Facing the rules of the court, feelings seem so small.

Wang Zhizheng is just a young man who is not yet eighteen years old. After arriving at the cabin, tears can't help flowing. Fortunately, he is not wearing a military uniform now, otherwise if people see a soldier crying, no matter how old the soldier is, it will affect the image of the army. Wang Zhizheng was wearing a new black outfit, with a big box beside him, which was full of Jiangnan flavors. Feng chicken, Feng duck, bacon, ham, sausage, pickles...

After three years of separation, Wang Zongquan and Wang Shi loved their son very much. The box full of things represented the deep affection of their parents.

The passenger ship went up the river and arrived at Nanjing Xiaguan Wharf at noon the next day. A large number of passengers disembarked at the wharf, and then some passengers boarded the ship again one after another. The ship would not leave until tomorrow.

Wang Zhizheng was not annoyed. This was Nanjing, the most prosperous place along the Yangtze River, and it was about to become the capital of Chen Han.

As the territory became larger and larger, Lushan's locational disadvantage became more and more obvious. It was not only small, but also too close to the edge, and its land and water transportation was not well developed. Even though the Fu Han Army had been building roads in southwest Henan in recent years, it had too many natural disadvantages as the capital of an empire.

It was not surprising that Chen Han moved the capital from the tiny town of Lushan to Nanjing. Although Nanjing cannot be compared with Beijing, its huge political influence and its role as an economic and political center on the Yangtze River are thousands of times better than that of Lushan. Previously, Chen Han had sent more than 20 labor camps and recruited more than 3,000 craftsmen to clean up and repair the Nanjing Ming Emperor City. This was already a clear signal. In the middle of last year, when the news that Chen Han would move the capital to Nanjing broke out, the land price in Nanjing rose by 30%.

Wang Zhizheng had passed through Nanjing before, and he was so eager to return that he did not leave the dock at all. Instead, he immediately transferred to a passenger ship to Shanghai and got off the ship in Zhenjiang. This time, his biggest wish had been fulfilled. After a day of "treatment", the sadness of parting also dissipated a lot. As the crowd got off the ship, Wang Zhizheng wanted to go to Nanjing for a stroll.

Before getting off the ship, Wang Zhizheng looked at his wallet. In addition to money, there was also an officer's certificate. With this, he could go to any public department store to buy goods worth 20 silver dollars in a year and enjoy a 10% discount.

When Wang Zhizheng went home before, he sold things worth seven or eight silver dollars, and now he plans to use up the remaining things at once.

Although the army has everything, the taste is different. There are more and more cigarette brands in the civilian market now, and the alcohol is much richer than the army. There are also canned goods, all kinds of tastes, although the price is expensive. There are also some other souvenirs, such as bamboo carvings, wood carvings, ivory carvings, walnut carvings, porcelain carvings, bamboo carvings, straw weaving, Huishan clay figurines, etc.

Many people like these exquisite little things among Wang Zhizheng's teachers and senior and junior brothers.

Military doctors in this era are immersed in blood and flesh when they work. If they don't want to go crazy, they need to cultivate their sentiments [I am a little afraid of the current surgical doctors]. Wang Zhizheng also prepared a purple clay pot for his teacher. It is not a fine product, but a token of his affection.

As soon as he stepped out of the wharf area of ​​the port, Wang Zhizheng was shocked. The port area in front of him, the commercial area, the shipping area, the customs agency, etc., needless to say, was clean and tidy, but even the toilets were all clean cement roads, which surprised him. Cement is still a very important military material!

There are green belts on both sides of the road, and small trees have sprouted tender green leaves, as well as blooming flowers, and tables and chairs dotted in between for people to rest.

The management of Xiaguan Wharf is stricter than that of Anqing and Zhenjiang Wharf. Here you can't see mobile vendors selling melon seeds and peanuts, newsboys and newsstands buying newspapers. All food and drink must be solved in the commercial area. There is everything you need for food, drink, entertainment, food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Wang Zhizheng has plenty of time, so there is no need to go to the port commercial area where the prices are a little more expensive to buy things. Half a day is enough for him to go around Nanjing City.

As one of the most important places in China, the traces of war left in Nanjing City in the past have completely disappeared. The criss-crossing trenches and breastworks are no longer visible. The bunkers have become police stations. It has changed a lot in just two years. There is a big horse and carriage field at the exit of the port area! On the left is the parking area, and on the right is the bus station. Although the appearance is very neat, Wang Zhizheng's nose is very sensitive and he can still smell a little bit of the smell of the horse stable.

Parked in the middle are a lot of private carriages, which are the carriages and horses of the past. In terms of pulling people, there are from the most high-end four-wheeled carriages to traditional two-wheeled carriages and even donkey carts; in terms of pulling goods, there are traditional trucks, carts, large four-wheeled trucks, etc., all of which are also very active.

It was only after the Chinese New Year that the public horse-drawn carriages in Nanjing City completely eliminated the water buffaloes. Before, there was a mixture of cows and horses. There was no way. There were not enough horses. Now that the news of Chen Han's relocation of the capital has been leaked, Chen Han himself has also enriched Nanjing City without any cover. It would be a piece of cake to eliminate all the water buffaloes and replace them with horses.

Wang Zhizheng came to the public transportation station. He did not spend money to rent a horse-drawn carriage. He stood under the bamboo shed platform and looked up at the number of trains, times and stops along the way on a wooden sign. There was also a large map of Nanjing on the side of the wooden sign. There were small red dots on it, as well as digital signs such as ①②③④⑤.

Nanjing City now has a total of six public horse-drawn carriage transportation lines.

There are also several large dots on the map, which are the central stations for changing horses in the city.

The arrival and departure times of each train are clearly written. At this moment, many people have gathered on the platform. In addition to passengers like Wang Zhizheng who have just disembarked, there are also many local villagers.

Now it doesn't cost much to cross the Yangtze River by boat. Not only do the common people on the north bank come to Nanjing, but the people in Nanjing also often go to the north bank. These people carry baskets and loads on their shoulders, which makes them easy to identify.

With the recovery of Nanjing, especially the news of the relocation of the capital by Chen and Han, Nanjing has ushered in a wave of population influx. As a result, the daily consumption of vegetables, fruits, meat, poultry, fish, shrimp, and river seafood in Nanjing has increased day by day, and the prices of similar products have exceeded those of surrounding cities. Naturally, some people go to Nanjing to sell them.

With the abolition of sporadic taxes and the convenience of transportation, the frequency of travel of the surrounding villagers has greatly increased, and the enthusiasm of the villagers to sell farm products has increased, which has stimulated the circulation of materials and the development of transportation.

When Wang Zhizheng, who was wearing ordinary clothes, arrived at the platform, he saw a veteran with unsteady legs, crutches, and wearing a military rank that was not worthy of the collar badge, reading the train number and station on the wooden sign loudly. Many people around looked at the veteran with envy.

Being able to read and write is one of the benefits of serving in the Fu Han Army. No matter how dumb a soldier is, he has to go to tutoring classes when the time comes under military discipline and regulations. For many soldiers, one tutoring class is more difficult than ten ideological classes. In addition, there are irregular quizzes in tutoring classes, and cultural exams every six months. Those with high scores can get certain extra points when they are promoted. And with so much time to endure, even the dumbest person can recognize some words.

Wang Zhizheng knew how to read, and the medical battalion was one of the units with the highest cultural level in the entire Fu Han Army because of the nature of its work.

When he first joined the Fu Han Army, Wang Zhizheng didn't understand this at all. What does it have to do with whether you dare to fight or not to know how to read? But soon he didn't think so. Illiterate soldiers can't even read the basic military regulations and discipline manuals, and can't take notes during tactical classes. If they are a little distracted, they can't keep up with the progress because they can't understand the maps and instructions drawn on the small blackboard. There are also various orders and notices issued by the army, and even their own military merit points are wrong, but they can't find the reason.

The army can't motivate soldiers by just relying on general empty words, at least not for a long time. It is necessary to use definite practical benefits to make soldiers continue to work hard.

Just like the military merit points just mentioned, for soldiers, military merit points are of utmost importance. So how can they ensure that their military merit points are calculated correctly? Then the soldiers must know arithmetic themselves, at least basic addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

Then they need to check their merit books carefully, which requires them to know how to read.

Otherwise, they have to ask others for help in everything, which is not only troublesome, but also unpleasant - there is a feeling of being inferior to others.

The wounded self-esteem can make soldiers take the cultural tutoring class seriously all of a sudden.

Wang Zhizheng himself has been a counselor for soldiers, and it is not his turn to teach. He has no problem with literacy. Wang Zhizheng's biggest problem is in math books, and he is not good at math. Addition and subtraction are still manageable, but multiplication and division are a joke. No one is perfect, and there is nothing we can do about it.

Because China's watch industry has not yet been mass-produced, it has just started to develop.

So the morning and evening bells in Nanjing are still a sight to behold.

Of course, as such an important location as the public transportation station at the dock, it is reasonable to have a floor clock.

Every ten minutes before the time is up, the driver will drive the carriage to the platform and stop, and the waiting crowd will get on the carriage one after another, and then when the time comes, the carriage will clatter out of the station.

The veteran read out the time and station loudly, and the crowd began to disperse. The entire station has twelve waiting platforms. The public carriage runs every fifteen minutes, and each one can be fully occupied.

Wang Zhizheng also found that the public carriages in Nanjing are no different from those in Anqing. The poor, those with baskets and shoulder poles, and those with large and small packages, take the initiative to climb onto the roof of the car, and most of the passengers who sit in the carriage are neatly dressed passengers like him.

Wang Zhizheng did not move. He was not familiar with Nanjing. Even if he went straight to Confucius Temple and Qinhuai River, he would have to ask someone first. The retired soldier in front of him was the best target. Both sides were in the army, so this alone was not bad.

"Hey, you are a military doctor at such a young age?" Wang Zhizheng and the veteran talked about the organic units of both sides. The veteran was from the Third Division and he was from the Second Division, but the veteran himself was from Zhenjiang. Then of course it's two points of intimacy. When the veterans learned that Wang Zhizheng was not a boy scout, but had a father and a mother, and that he worked as an apprentice and became a full-time military doctor in three years with his own efforts, they were full of admiration for him. Military doctors are no better than top soldiers.

There are countless corporals of Wang Zhizheng's age in the Fuhan Army, but when it comes to the medical camp, there are only a handful of them.

The veteran is very enthusiastic about Wang Zhizheng. That's because, "The military doctor saved my life. The leg is just lame now, but no matter how lame it is, it is better than sawing it off. If it weren't for the military doctor..." It would have been sawed off. Veterans really don't necessarily survive.

"That's because you are lucky, brother. Too many seriously injured people in the army have died..."

On the current battlefield, the recovery rate for seriously wounded soldiers is even lower than in ancient times. Every seriously injured person who survives is a winner in an arduous battle.

Every Fuhan Army soldier is sincerely grateful to the military doctors. After hearing what Wang Zhizheng wanted to buy, the veteran gave him detailed instructions on which bus to get on, which stop to get off, and which store to enter.

As the public carriage drove out of the station, Wang Zhizheng was still filled with emotion, both for the friendship between his comrades and for the veterans themselves. He was only injured in the leg by a grenade fragment on the battlefield, but he was unlucky enough to encounter a wound that became inflamed and inflamed, and his thigh was almost severed by an axe.

After retiring from the army, he has been working at the dock station for a year.

He used his pension and the money from selling his military field to buy a small shop in the port business district. Now he works at the station and his wife sells soup in the business district. Because he is a disabled soldier's family, his family owns it. Small businesses don’t cross the line and don’t have to pay taxes. The family life is still very happy.

The eldest son is eight years old this year. "I'm thinking of sending him to school. In Xiaguan, the school will recruit people in the second half of the year. We can't be blind when we grow up. Isn't the family poor? I know these words. , and all those Arabic numerals, they are all handed in. The child is very smart and cannot be delayed..." Speaking of his son, the veteran's face was full of smiles.

Wang Zhizheng thought with a smile on his face. When he gets married and gives birth to a son, he will definitely send his child to school in the future.

Wang Zhizheng thought of the rumors about the medical camps and the medical schools that the imperial court had set up in the local areas, including primary schools, middle schools, and universities in the future. It was said that a medical school would be established soon. In the future, if my son can enter medical school and then join the army as a military doctor, he will have nothing to worry about for the rest of his life.

The Qinhuai River is still one of the most romantic places in the southern country, but Wang Zhizheng would not even take a glance at the colorful flowers and green willows. His heart was set on a female doctor named Pan Xier. Although Pan Xier was definitely not as beautiful as the red cards in these flower houses, what Wang Zhizheng liked was the different temperament she exuded. It feels so comfortable to be with her!

Pan Xi'er had a very attractive temperament about her. Wang Zhizheng couldn't say what it was specifically, but it caught his eye and gave Wang Zhizheng a completely different feeling. Comparing Pan Xier with his mother and sister, this different atmosphere will be more obvious.

Of course Wang Zhizheng, who has not experienced much, doesn't know why Pan Xier's temperament is so different from that of folk women. Pan Xi'er, who joined the Boy Scouts with her brothers Pan Mancang and Pan Mancang, has lived under military management for four years. The four most important years for a person from childhood to youth are to emerge from the melting pot of the army. Even if the Boy Scouts are far less hardworking and strict than the regular army, how can a woman like Pan Xier be the same as the women of the common people?

In fact, it was Wang Zhizheng himself. The three years in the medical camp left an indelible mark on his outlook on life, which is why he fell in love with Pan Xier and ignored the flowers and green willows along the Qinhuai River.

The prosperity of the Confucius Temple on the Qinhuai River dazzled Wang Zhizheng. He had been to Nanjing before. When he was twelve years old, his father took his family to Nanjing to watch the Lantern Festival. The Confucius Temple on the Qinhuai River was also full of flowers, but compared to now, he always felt that it was still inferior.

"Durian candy, coconut candy..."

Stopping at a store selling candy, Wang Zhizheng stopped. This shop with the Tangji sign was not the shop recommended to him by the veterans, but Wang Zhizheng was deeply attracted by the sign hanging on the store.

Fruit candies are not uncommon in the Fuhan Army. Grapes, pineapples, bananas, and oranges are all provided with fruit candies in the army. But he had never heard of coconut sugar and durian sugar. But Wang Zhizheng had heard of durian, and he also knew a joke about durian that circulated in the medical camp. That was the joke that spread after the first batch of durians was sent to the Second Division in Anqing:

A Nanyang native came to Guangzhou to work. He liked eating durian very much, but his co-workers didn't like it and were not used to the smell. One day he was really greedy, so he secretly bought a piece and ate it in the toilet. While he was enjoying the meal, one of his roommates was curious about what he was doing, so he peeked through the crack in the door and watched. He glanced at it, and then walked away silently. When eating in the evening, the worker pushed his bowl in front of the native and said: Brother, if you are not full, just eat my food. Don’t eat it secretly by yourself in the future. Hiding in the toilet and eating porn...