I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Starting from here, more than 2 Chinese laborers are building the railway eastward.

The railroad will follow the New Yellow River (Columbine Snake River) all the way east, across the Petrut Ridge and into the Missouri Plateau in Idaho.

From here, it's a smooth ride.

Therefore, this 300-kilometer railway is a difficult task and requires concentrated efforts to overcome difficulties.

And the main force to attack the fortifications is that the whites really can't be counted on, and it has to be the Chinese workers.

Fortunately, taking the northern line is much simpler than taking the middle line of the Great Salt Lake, Black Rock Desert, and Sierra Nevada, and basically there will be no casualties.

The Chinese laborers of [Tripartite Railway Company] have not yet been treated like citizens of Ming Dynasty.

This was not because Zhu Fugui deliberately squeezed them, but because of the need to stabilize the Eastern Front.

These Chinese workers are probably similar to the state of the Chinese workers in the mine when the Plash mine guard team was shot to death, but the entire mining area had not yet been liberated by Ming Dynasty.

Standing on the mountain, watching the winding railway disappear into the distant horizon, Zhu Fugui couldn't help but sigh with emotion. This time, there is finally no need to bury the bones of Chinese laborers under each sleeper, which can be regarded as a small contribution of his own.

"Long live, it's windy outside, go back to the company!"

The one who spoke was Wang Youcai, who had the same name and different surname from Zhu Fugui's cheap father, but Zhu Youcai changed his name later, so Wang Youcai's name is not taboo.

To be honest, the name Youcai is used in China, and if there are not 10 people using it, there must be [-].

If you count the dogs, there may be tens of thousands.

And the name Fugui may have 50...Zhu Fugui won't care about it.

Wang Youcai was a capable official of the Railway Bureau of the Ministry of Industry, and it was he who took the lead in stealing the teacher and successfully improving the Daming Fuxing train.

Today, he is also the person in charge of the [Tripartite Railway Company] sent by Daming.

Zhu Fugui tightened his woolen coat, nodded and said: "Wang Aiqing, you should continue to strengthen your studies in terms of technology, but on the other hand, you must also keep an eye on the company's accounts. Those foreigners are very thieves in business, so don't be hacked by them." Already!"

"Long live……"

Wang Youcai hesitated, and said uncertainly, "I don't know if it's because the foreigners are too cunning to cover up their eyes, I always feel that their female boss cares more about our interests than our own...

Ah no, Weichen is not saying that I can't wait, but that Fan's daughter is really serious and responsible... She asked me three times in the morning, saying long live when will you return to the company, and that she has prepared a lot There are a lot of business affairs, and I want to discuss with you in depth...

"By the way, Long Live, didn't you discuss it with her last night? Why does this foreign girl have so many problems?" Wang Youcai showed deep doubts.

Chapter 221 Thanks Aunt Qiong Yao

On the hillside not far from the headquarters of the railway company, there is a small classical-style building.

Due to the hasty construction, it is not exquisite, but from a distance, it still has the feeling of the snowy castle in "Conan".

Different from that kind of gloomy old castle, where undead people feel that the background is a bit of a waste, this small mountain building is warmly and beautifully cared for.

This is the small office building of the Julie Vanderbilt family.

As the most critical part of maintaining the entire family, Julie now has all the family's liquidity and 2/3 of the real estate, and as a family representative, she often lives near the railway company.

This arrangement naturally made many people in the family dissatisfied, but Julie, who showed a strong talent for financial manipulation in asset restructuring, quickly suppressed those noises.

According to old Vanderbilt, this kid is a business genius!

There is no guard or dog in Julie's house, and even the flowers are taken care of by Julie and the maid herself.

"Huaiyong Battalion" has a standard force, protecting her from a distance.

It is said that the team officer was from the Imperial Guards of the Long Live Lord, and he also had a [Imperial Charter, cut first and play later] token in his hand, which showed the determination of the Long Live Lord.

Zhu Fugui gently knocked on the door, and the loyal little maid opened the door for him, and shouted upstairs: "Miss, Mr. Huang He is here!"

The expected light footsteps did not sound, and a cheerful piano melody came from upstairs, revealing the owner's excited mood.

Zhu Fugui smiled, and walked up slowly, and at some point in his hand, there was an extra... suona.

……

"Kikujiro's First Seven" is a piece written by Zhu Fugui for "The Famous Detective Zhuge Huasheng".

A few months ago, Zhu Fugui and Zhu Li had confirmed each other's identities by playing this piece of piano and flute together.

"I thought you were a mature, handsome, attractive middle-aged man."

"Now? Am I immature?"

"You are two years younger than me...but...more handsome than I imagined..."

……

That's all, Zhu Fugui is already standing behind Julie.

He put away the suona and said with a smile, "I heard you were looking for me?"

"It's about the railway. I think there are still some loopholes in our plan last night...need to be filled..."

Julie stood up, turned around slightly, and put her arms around Zhu Fugui's neck.

Before he could speak, Julie kissed him passionately like the winter sun.

……

1 hours and 02 minutes later.

Zhu Fugui was lying on the bed in a square shape, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes.

The official processing time this time was 20 minutes longer than last night. The excavation work of the tunnel encountered an unprecedented water seepage accident. It seems that building the railway is really hard work.

Zhu Fugui looked at his arms, and it seemed that daily exercise was really necessary.

And Julie was lying on his chest, already in a deep sleep, her beautiful eyelashes fluttered from time to time, and a contented and happy smile filled her face.

It is still the 1860s, even in the West, this kind of thing is not so casual.

It can be seen that this little book fan from a wealthy family really bet everything.

But Zhu Fugui swore that he really didn't do it on purpose last night.

It was this who, in the name of discussing railroad planning and literature and art, put herself . . .

But even if this kind of thing is said, no one will believe it.

The world is so full of prejudice against men!

Can a man still get better?

When can I stand up?

Hugging his warm and soft body, Zhu Fugui shivered from the cold.

……

He and Julie discussed the official business for three days and three nights.

After studying all the railway lines from Seattle to Tierra del Fuego and then to Java, Zhu Fugui rode a white horse down the mountain.

The sound of the piano sounded again in the small building, melodious and sad.

Through the glass window, a blond girl could be seen frowning slightly, fingers jumping.

this song...

Zhu Fugui froze for a moment, then twitched his horse's butt...

He wanted to follow Zhao Min's example and turned to Zhang Wuji and said, I'm waiting for you in Dadu.

But Zhu Fugui forgot the fact that he was not good at riding a horse.

When the whip goes down, people fall back and horses turn over.

……

With a plaster cast on, Zhu Fugui boarded the train back to Fengdu.

"Woman, what a sensitive creature..."

Zhu Fugui held his forehead with his uninjured left hand, feeling a little distressed.

"Sad Love", this is the last piano piece played by Julie.

This song, also one of "Detective Zhuge Watson", belongs to a character named Xiao Ai.

Returning to Fugui Palace again, the time has arrived on December 12, and the end of the year is just around the corner.

"Brother Zhu, where are you going?"

When Zhu Fugui went upstairs, he met Yin Susu who was returning in military uniform, beside her were several female soldiers who were also in military uniform.

Among them, Beichuan Jingzi's beautiful eyes rolled around, and the corners of her mouth showed a smile that was not a smile.

How dare you, a female spy, laugh at me?

Zhu Fugui wanted to reprimand her loudly like this, but this extremely weak, almost non-existent expression was probably just an illusion caused by his own guilt, so Zhu Fugui still decided not to mess up.

"Susu, I'm going to take a bath, don't study the Leibniz product at night, go back to the room and rest early!" Zhu Fugui smiled, and then rushed upstairs.

Looking at the figure of Zhu Fugui riding Juechen, Yin Susu sighed, "Jingzi, I thought you would be the first younger sister, but I didn't expect someone to take the lead."

"Eh, ma'am, you can see it too? No...I mean, ma'am, slaves have never had such extravagant hopes..."

Giving Beichuan Jingzi, who was pretending to be flustered, a headache, Yin Susu went upstairs angrily. She also wanted to take a shower early. She trained all day today and needed to freshen up.

But before that...

Yin Susu tiptoed back to the bedroom, and took out a few novels from under her beloved deerskin pillow, "Speaking of which, how should we deal with this situation so that we can appear to be the master of the harem?"

Yin Susu held the pillow in her mouth, and tried her best to find the answer from the Qing palace novels.

……

Zhu Fugui never imagined that it would be Aunt Qiong Yao who saved him.

However, for several nights in a row, Zhu Fugui put in 12 points of energy, and Yin Susu bit the buckskin pillow and meowed.

In fact, as an emperor, it is only a matter of time before a concubine accepts such a thing.

Zhu Fugui and Yin Susu have been married for a year and a half, but they have not seen a son and a daughter for a long time.

Zhu Fugui himself doesn't really care about it. With modern medicine and modern surgical skills, Zhu Fugui thinks it's okay for him to live to be 70 years old.

If you are lucky, you may break the record of old man Shiquan.

Although it is the age of the dragon and the tiger, but... you should be more restrained...

Combing Yin Susu's loose hair on her temples, Zhu Fugui put aside the deerskin pillow full of teeth marks.

Chapter 222 Year-End Summary

After His Majesty the Emperor conducted a round of investigations on Xinjin's agriculture and Xinlu's industry, the [Fourth Ming Empire Year Summary Conference, the First Fourth Central Cabinet Meeting] was held in the conference hall on the second floor of the Fugui Palace near the end of the year.

Restricted by the scale of the Fugui Palace, this meeting was still attended by officials above grade five from various provinces and ministries of Ming Dynasty, cadres above the level of the three armies, and worker representatives who won this year's model workers.

The official department, which has had no sense of existence for a year, finally became the first department to appear on the stage at the meeting.

His Majesty Zhu Fugui first submitted the report on the assessment of grass-roots officials by them for review and approval.

Of course, this was shown to Zhu Fugui in advance before the meeting, and Zhu Fugui also ordered Jin Yiwei to secretly check, and the elders and aunts of the East Factory heard the news and checked the reliability of the application.

The so-called Yulan Zhupiao is just a formality.

There is a set of special KPI indicators for officials assessed by the Ministry of Officials, the details of which are being continuously optimized by the Ministry of Officials and Zhu Fugui.

Although it is said that quantitative indicators can easily lead to formalism and the mentality of a questioner, what Zhu Fugui can't believe is the vague rhetoric of "humanism". Therefore, he ordered the Ministry of Officials to formulate such a set of standards as scientifically as possible and gradually adjust them.

Since Zhang Changgui, the highest-ranking servant of the Ministry of War in the Ming Dynasty, is only a third-rank official, the so-called low-level officials refer to civil servants below the sixth rank.

Their year-end assessment was approved by Zhu Fugui and then handed over to the household department, and the officials of the household department distributed the corresponding amount of loyalty and patriotism bonus according to the level before the New Year's Day.

Grades A, B, C, and D are the so-called excellent, good, pass, and fail in later generations, accounting for about 20%, 50%, and 30% respectively, and a few cases.

The corresponding bonuses are 50 silver dollars (equivalent to about 12500 RMB), 35 silver dollars, 20 silver dollars, and 0 silver dollars.

Based on the current annual income of a standard worker (not a lazy dog ​​or a model worker) in Daming at 100 silver dollars (equivalent to RMB 2), the total income of civil servants in Daming is about 5 times the average level of residents.

For example, Comrade Chen Xiaoer, the sub-mine manager of the former Royal No. 120 Coal Mine in the former Plash Coal Mine, estimated that his income this year would be about [-] yuan in the middle of the year, reaching the level of the admiral of the green camp in his hometown.

But with the addition of the Loyalty and Patriotic Award this time, Chen Xiaoer's total income reached 155 yuan, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

This can be regarded as the high salary of the Ming court to support the integrity, and Zhu Fugui has no sense of guilt for raising the butcher's knife to silverfish.