Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Ding Wei smiled bitterly. If his good brother hadn't stopped him, he would have really wanted to report that this was Li Zicheng's idea.

There are so many things he said about the sworn brother he picked up——

‘I, Li Zicheng, am already a prince. Even if I get the credit, what can I do?

Even if the emperor rewards me, it will be nothing more than gold and silver.

You are still young and it is the time when you need credit.

You and I have gotten to know each other and have good tempers. You take the credit for this. Next time my brother comes back, you will have a good drink to entertain him...'

Ding Wei was filled with emotion, his sworn brother really didn't say anything to him!

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Ding Wei didn't know that the reason why Li Zicheng made a special trip to see him again before leaving for the Western Regions was to show him favors...

It was because Li Zicheng saw the way Miss Ding looked at Zhu Youjian and thought there was a secret between the two that could not be told.

And Ding Wei is Miss Ding’s biological brother!

As long as he has a good relationship with Ding Wei, once Miss Ding enters the palace, Li Zicheng will have a person of his own beside the emperor's pillow!

This is a sure-fire deal!

Li Zicheng did it casually, just to form a good relationship for the future.

After all, by then, what news will come from the palace...

Even just a little bit can wake him up!

It's a pity that Ding Wei was just a small businessman and knew nothing about politics, so he didn't know Li Zicheng's intentions.

He simply thought that Li Zicheng was really his big brother!

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"Hahaha!"

Ding Wei's words made Song Yingxing even more satisfied with him.

"Boy Ding, with your attitude, many people are inferior to you!

Your boy is down-to-earth, smart and capable.

The key is not to take credit yet.

If it weren't for the rules in the university town, I would really like to accept you as a disciple! "

Song Yingxing's words made Ding Wei's eyes widen.

He scratched his head and smiled naively:

"How could the boy be as good as Mr. Song said...

Mr. Song has broken the boy! "

"You!"

Song Yingxing put the wheel aside, pulled Ding Wei, and sat down in front of the stone bench.

He took out two cigarettes and handed one to Ding Wei.

Ding Wei hurriedly thanked him and stood up to take it.

Song Yingxing took out a match and struck it on the stone bench.

"laugh!"

The flames burn.

Song Yingxing lit his own cigarette first, then half stood up, stretched out his waist, and stretched out his hand to light Ding Wei's cigarette.

"Mr. Song, please don't do this, this... is really a shame for you!"

Ding Wei was startled and was about to refuse.

"There are so many rules, come on, your hands will be burning in a minute!"

Song Yingxing laughed and cursed.

Seeing that the match stem was about to burn out, Ding Wei hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect the flame, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it close.

Song Yingxing waved the extinguished match head casually, threw it on the ground, and twisted it with his feet.

Song Yingxing exhaled a puff of smoke and pointed:

"Son, your little money is nothing. His Majesty allocated more than 30 silver dollars to our university town last month.

The projects established can generate profits in the short term, not even Baiyi!

Just feel free to do the work.

When you feel tired, go out to relax and find inspiration.

When you are tired, take a break and take a break.

Once your project is really completed——

By then, you can earn a mountain of gold for His Majesty!

Your Majesty’s investment today is nothing! "

Ding Wei was still a little confused. He didn't understand why the emperor would throw away his money on a project that would not be profitable for the time being.

He immediately tried:

"Mr. Song, why don't you suspend these useless projects and put your money on the benefits you can see now?"

"Hahaha!"

Song Yingxing laughed.

"My child, Your Majesty has something to say, and I think you should listen to it!"

"Please give me some advice from Mr. Song!"

Song Yingxing said seriously:

"My generation has suffered, but the merit should be in the future, and the benefit should be in all generations!

These investments that seem to have no return are actually the cornerstone for Ming Dynasty to stand in the future! "

‘I have suffered for one generation, but the merit will be in the future, and the benefit will be in all generations? ’

Ding Wei thought about it several times, and his eyes suddenly widened.

He stood up quickly:

"You've gone too far, thank you Mr. Song for waking him up!"

"How about it, kid, are you still willing to continue doing this?"

Song Yingxing asked with a smile.

Ding Wei stood upright with a serious look on his face:

"Boy got it.

This is exactly what His Majesty said when he was teaching the boy and others earlier——

Living in a time of great strife, we should fight for the sake of future generations! "

"Yes, we have to fight for the future generations for eternity!"

Song Yingxing expressed his feelings.

For example, business on ancient roads, such as railways.

Your Majesty invested tens of millions of silver dollars in this, and even used craftsmen to make it exceed 3000 million people!

Isn't that what we did - we shed blood and sweat, so that future generations can rest on the merits of our ancestors!

This is a good thing that will benefit the present generation and benefit the future!

Ding Wei thought for a while and said:

"Mr. Song, I want to take a month off."

"Oh?"

Song Yingxing smiled and asked:

"Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Yes, I want to go to Longzhou."

Ding Wei said seriously:

“The oil and asphalt in our Royal University City all come from Shaanxi Yanchang.

I heard that there is a lot of natural asphalt there.

Over in Longzhou, an oil refinery was built.

The boy wants to ask Mr. Song to write a transfer order for me and let me go and observe for ten days. "

He smiled innocently:

"Mr. Song, if the roads in Sichuan weren't so difficult, I would even want to go to Sichuan.

Sichuan's oil utilization is at the forefront of the country.

Maybe I can take a trip and get some inspiration! "

"Can!

Get ready, hand over the work at hand, and set off the day after tomorrow! "

Song Yingxing nodded.

He thought about it and said:

“The railway from Handu has reached Wuguan.

From Wuguan to Lantian, you can only take a horse-drawn carriage.

After you leave Lam Tin, there are two railway lines to the east and west.

Although the road to Qingyangfu has the longest railway construction distance.

However, if you want to go to Yanchang, you still have to take the eastern route. This railway line was built along Luoshui and happened to be extended. "

Song Yingxing was really optimistic about Ding Wei. He was afraid that Ding Wei would not know the route, and even helped him arrange the route.

"Mr. Song has great love. Thank you, my dear."

Ding Wei stood up and bowed to thank him.

"Thank you for nothing, you are my soldier.

You have made achievements, and my face is bright. "

Song Yingxing waved his hand:

“You should leave today and go back to see your family first.

Early the morning after tomorrow, come to the university gate to pick up your transfer order. I will be waiting for you at the gate. "

Ding Wei thanked him, hurriedly packed up his salutes, and drove his steam car towards Handu.

Song Yingxing gave him a day to say goodbye to his family.

He kept this feeling in his heart.

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