I'm the villain in the book

Tweety looked to the side of the road suspiciously, only to find a small school not far away.

The wooden plaque engraved with the word "Zhizhi" glowed faintly golden in the sunlight, and the wooden windows were open, with the faint sound of children reading books floating out of them.

"It's the Moonlight Night on the Spring River written by Mr. Wei."

Shaking his sleeves, He Jing said softly, "Mr. Presumably is teaching poetry."

"Wow, Mr. Wei is really amazing. His poems are even taught in such an elementary school."

Cui'er is not a literati, so of course she doesn't know Wei Changtian's status in the world's poetry circles, so she can't help but be surprised to hear He Jing say that.

On the other side, He Jing didn't explain anything, just smiled, and then walked through the gate of the school with Tweety, and continued to enjoy the customs of Pingjiang City.

Soon, the two walked away slowly like this.

At the same time, in the elementary school named Zhizhi, a little boy about eight or nine years old was admiringly whispering to his companions:

"Hey, this Wei Changtian is so amazing. Among the poems we memorized, I think he is the best!"

"I heard from my mother that this Wei Changtian is not only good at poetry, but also good at fighting!"

"I also heard that the emperor will listen to him!"

"Really? Then he must be very smart!"

"It's up to you to say, but I don't know who is smarter, he or Mr."

"I think it's sir."

"I think Mr. may not be as good as him."

"..."

Whispers are mixed with the sound of reciting books, and there is a breeze passing through the window, stirring the hair of the children in the hall.

And that "Mister" was sitting in front of a screen, holding an ancient book in his hand, with a gentle and calm expression.

Since the children will compare this person with Wei Changtian, it means that in the children's minds this person is extremely intelligent.

that's the truth.

This Zhizhi school has only been open for three years, and its scale is small, but the children sent here are always much better than other schools.

Sometimes even when a child encounters some troubles at home, he can make it clear with just a few words, and as long as he does what he says, any problem can be solved.

In this way, this young gentleman, who is estimated to be only [-] years old, has also been favored by many famous families.

Someone wants to invite him to come to the house to be a private teacher for their children.

Some people want to ask him to be a counselor.

There are also people who want to partner with him in business, and he doesn't need to pay a penny for the capital.

There is no doubt that no matter which one of the above, the money and reputation gained are bound to be more than opening a school here.

But this person rejected them all, and spent three years teaching and educating people in this small school.

Oh, and he also married a very ordinary lady.

She is a girl from an ordinary family in the city.

His looks are not outstanding, his figure is not exquisite, and he does not have the knowledge to match him.

However, he is kind and down-to-earth.

More importantly, the girl treated him very well.

"Sir, are you down?"

The door curtain was lifted slightly, and a woman in commoner clothes poked her head in and whispered, "It's midnight, it's time for lunch."

"Hello, mistress!"

"Mistress!"

"Meet the teacher!"

Before the master could speak, the children in the hall shouted together, and it was obvious that they loved this teacher's wife very much.

And that gentleman also smiled and waved his hand, and the children immediately dropped their books and ran out of the school like flying.

"Oh! I'm going down!"

"Go home and eat!"

"..."

Like a herd of runaway ponies, after a while, there were only two people left in the hall, a man and a woman.

"Sir, eat it while it's hot."

"You have been coughing badly in the past few days, so I made some pear porridge"

While talking, he took out a small earthen pot and several dishes from the food box.

The smell of food lingers in the air, and the warm sun at noon is pleasant.

"it is good."

The gentleman smiled, and put a bowl of porridge in front of the woman first, and then filled another bowl for himself.

The two sat facing each other, chatting a few homely things, drinking porridge and eating vegetables, the breeze turned the pages of the book, there were peddlers hawking on the street outside the window, and the sounds from far and near were full of human fireworks.

If you want to describe this "husband and wife love" scene, the man will undoubtedly be able to utter many allusions and idioms in one breath.

And the woman hasn't read the book, so she probably can't tell.

But she knew that she had already identified the man in front of her, so she was willing to treat him well.

Even if the man never told her where he came from, what earth-shattering things he did

In March, the warbler flies and the grass grows, and the early rice has sprouted green and tender tips.

The carriage was driving on the smooth official road, with green rice fields on both sides.

The irrigation canal leads the river water in the distance to the field, and the strange steel "huts" are steaming, and in the sound of "rumbling", the water from the irrigation canal is introduced into the rice field. Tweety sitting in the car is very moved. surprise.

After two months away from Dahan, she and He Jing finally arrived at the destination of this trip, Dashu Shuzhou.

And once you enter Shu, the scenery you see along the way is quite different from other places. The most novel thing is the "iron houses" that can divert water for irrigation.

"Sir, what are these?"

Lying by the car window, Tweety asked in a daze, "Why have I never seen it elsewhere?"

"Should be called a steam engine."

He Jing estimated that he had heard of steam engines before, so he could name them now.

But after all, he has never seen the real thing, so he actually doesn't know what the function of this thing is.

"If you think about it, it's like a windmill. It's used for pumping water for irrigation."

"Steam Engine"

Tweety is still puzzled: "But there is no wind at this moment, why can this steam engine still draw water?"

"I don't know that."

He Jing shook his head honestly, and said with sincere emotion: "In short, there is Mr. Wei in Dashu, so it is not surprising that there are any miraculous things."

"Well, the people of Dashu must be living very well."

Tweety nodded and lowered the curtain of the car: "At least with these iron houses, you don't have to work so hard when farming, and you don't have to worry about drought."

"Yes."

He Jing looked far away, and the outline of a majestic ancient city appeared at the end of his eyes.

It was still early at this moment, and the sun had not yet fully risen.

But even in this hazy morning light, Shuzhou City seems to exude vitality and freshness that makes people yearn for.

Tweety was right.

Nowadays, the life of the people in Dashu is indeed very good.

As for the extent to which this "good" is "good", perhaps we can get a glimpse of it from a common saying circulating in the people of Dashu.

There is no need to ask heaven for farming, no need to ask officials for businessmen, no need to ask immortals for practice.

Shuzhou City, Weiyang Palace, Jinluan Palace.

"Your Majesty, regarding the construction of the first railway, this is my opinion."

"Your Majesty, please make a decision as soon as possible."

Gold top jade pillars, double eaves and nine ridges.

Nearly a hundred court officials stood in the hall with wat boards in their hands, and the dignified and luxurious Ning Yuke sat on the dragon platform.

As the prime minister of Dashu, You Wenzong had just finished his "summary speech", the most important of which was the matter of "building the railway".

Today, the Tiangong Bureau has produced a "train" powered by a steam engine.

Then the next step is naturally to build railway tracks to officially promote this new type of transportation.

Building rails is not difficult.

However, considering various factors, the "planned route" of the first railroad track is particularly critical.

The route suggested by You Wenzong is from Shuzhou City to Datong City, and he just listed many advantages of doing so.

However, this matter must ultimately be decided by Ning Yuke.

But the latter thought for a moment, and then said slowly:

"Your Excellency, this matter is of great importance, let me talk about it after I have asked my husband first."

I asked my husband

As the empress and the supreme ruler of Shu, Ning Yuke's words sound strange.

But You Wenzong was not surprised at all, and bowed back to the team after saying "I understand".

The other courtiers also looked calm, as if they were no strangers to what Ning Yuke said just now

"Is there anyone who has nothing to do?"

"Return without incident!"

In the voice of the little eunuch, Ning Yuke got up and walked down the dragon platform, bypassed a screen and disappeared.

A group of courtiers also walked out of the Golden Luan Hall one after another, talking in small groups while walking outside the inner palace.

But before everyone walked down the long white marble steps, outside the palace, a white beam of light visible to the naked eye suddenly rose into the sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"That is."

Most of the civil servants looked blank, staring at the direction of the beam of light and were stunned.

However, the military officers were much calmer, and someone immediately explained:

"My lords, don't panic. This is a vision caused by breaking through the second-rank realm, and it will dissipate soon."

"Huh? So someone in the city broke through to the second rank?"

"That's right, judging from this position, it should be Mr. Wei's residence."

"Ah, I think it should be one of Mr. Wei's disciples."

"Hahaha! Great luck! Great luck!"

"..."

The mood changed from tense to relaxed. A group of courtiers looked up and watched the beam of light dissipate, and then went to their respective jobs.

Since someone in the Wei Mansion broke through, there is nothing to worry about.

But they were not all right.

This beam of light really came from Wei's mansion, but the person who made the breakthrough was not Wei Changtian's disciple.

But

"Master, Master."

In the middle of the crowd, Ah Chun pinched his fingers timidly, and looked at Wei Changtian nervously.