At the Nanjing pier where all kinds of thoughts were gathered, Major Qi Rui was dressed in a military uniform, a neat olive green military uniform, a beautiful woolen military coat, and black leather military boots. The Type-82 military uniform continued the Type-65 military uniform's characteristics of uniformity, equality between officers and soldiers, and simple structure, but the fabric also kept up with the times. If it was someone in the army, they could tell at a glance that the major returned to Nanjing from the Northern Military Region. This was something that could only be seen in the details. For example, no matter how unhappy the Southern Military Region was, they would not wrap the troops in thick military coats in December. If the Southern Military Region really did this, it would be the biggest dereliction of duty.
Of course, Vézé knew that his eldest son finally took a long vacation after leaving home for three years. Shen Xin was a bit too much. If he couldn't handle the trouble, then according to the military leave regulations, soldiers who hadn't taken a family leave in three years would be given a three-month long vacation. So during such a turbulent time, the potential bomb of the North American Military Region was thrown back to Nanjing by Shen Xin.
Of course, Vézé wouldn't be afraid because of this. If Vézé didn't want to, Major Qi Rui would have to stay in North America until Vézé thought Qi Rui could come back. According to the news that Vézé received, his son had grown up satisfactorily. If the news was correct, Major Qi Rui could already rely on himself to protect himself.
The major was considered to have entered the ranks of mid-level officers in the army. This level of cadre was an official member of the ruling class in any department of the Min dynasty. Needless to say, the major had improved a lot in the past few years. There was a lot of leisure time on the ship. The major tidied up his clothes very well. The mid-waist leather military boots that he had worn for more than a year were very clean, and the inside of the shoes was also cleaned with a waste toothbrush. Although it wasn't that bright, the cleanliness of many details made the whole pair of shoes look different from other people's. Not only the military boots, but all the clothes were the same. As long as one took ten minutes to tidy up every day, as long as there weren't too many clothes, no matter if they were new or old, they would give people a different feeling. The problem was that very few people could persevere.
The clean military uniform, the youthful and energetic handsome face, the fair skin unique to the northern soldiers, the strong and healthy body, and the calm and relaxed movements. After the major parted ways with a few enthusiastic young female university students at the pier, he also encountered many female gazes along the way. Receiving the favor of a woman was naturally a very positive feeling for a man, but the major actually didn't understand why. He was just learning from his father, Vézé. When he was doing something, he was finally able to incorporate the preparation time into his overall estimation. Therefore, Major Qi Rui only felt that he was doing things a lot slower than before, but he didn't expect that this "slowness" would unexpectedly attract more people's attention.
The major didn't take these things too seriously. After a few years, Nanjing had changed a lot. In the past decade or so, many people had criticized Emperor Vézé for his excessive grandeur, which was why he had used high-handed means to force the construction of useless wide roads. Now, these once "too wide" roads were surging with people. Cars, buses, trucks, tractors, and bicycles filled up the six, eight, and ten lane roads. After the bus passed through a dozen intersections, the major saw several long bridges on the land under intense construction. There were thick pillars, box-like bridge decks, and the flashes of electric welding. Although he didn't know what these things were used for, the major was basically sure that this was definitely his father's idea.
After getting off the bus, Major Qi Rui immediately felt that the "too wide" roads and the "excessive grandeur" once again proved his father, Vézé's foresight. The large-scale construction didn't destroy the green belt. Many large open spaces that were previously unknown had now become parking lots. Cars and bicycles were neatly parked in rows. The city didn't lose order because of the unprecedented prosperity and liveliness. On the contrary, because of this unprecedented prosperity and liveliness, it showed more order and style.
After getting off the bus at a simple and elegant station, the major looked at the green belt that was still green in the winter and the huge buildings that were more than ten stories high that were still under construction. The words "under the feet of the emperor" appeared in the major's mind. Nanjing was an ancient and beautiful city, but now it had become an even greater city. Compared to the scenery of Shanghai from the mouth of the Yangtze River, Nanjing was not inferior at all. From the natural North America to the magnificent Nanjing, other than the words "under the feet of the emperor", Qi Rui really couldn't find any other words to describe it.
Just like last time, the guard at the gate didn't let Major Qi Rui directly into the courtyard. Qi Rui waited patiently. As long as he passed through the gate, Major Qi Rui would return to Major Wei Rui. At this moment, the doors of several cars that were about to enter the courtyard opened. Lei Hu, Gong Yu, the two generals, and several other senior soldiers got out of the cars.
"Wei Rui, did you just come back?" Lei Hu greeted Wei Rui enthusiastically, as if Wei Rui had never left. Qi Rui turned back into Wei Rui before he even crossed the gate.
Saluting the generals one by one, Wei Rui replied, "I have returned to visit my in-laws."
Hearing that this was the eldest son of the Military Governor Vaize, Wei Rui took a look at the rank insignia. A Major General who Wei Rui had no impression of asked, "This … Which military region is he in?"
"In the North American Military Region." Lei Hu replied. After that, he smiled and said, "Don't even think about it. Shen Xin won't let him go."
Hearing that Wei Rui was serving in the North American Military Region, the Major General's eyes immediately became kind. "The North American Military Region is very hard. Ten thousand kilometers of railways were built in a year, and it was all done by our troops. Many comrades who had been rehabilitated in the North American Military Region didn't even need to go through training after they came back. They continued working in the Ministry of Railways. What the Ministry of Railways said was that they had just come down from the construction site. Who was training who! … "
Seeing that everyone seemed to want to chat, Lei Hu immediately ordered, "Don't block the door and talk. Let's hurry up and do our own things. This child is still waiting to go home after the formalities are completed. "
Lei Hu temporarily helped Wei Rui out of trouble. But in the next three days, the news that Major Wei Rui, the eldest son of the Military Governor Vaize, had returned from North America swept through the upper echelons of the Min dynasty like a gust of wind. In these three days, Wei Rui's life was not easy. He thought that going home was to rest and visit his parents. Then he would get together with a group of his childhood friends, eat and drink. It was such a simple plan, but his mother had messed it up beyond recognition.
On the night of returning home, Wei Rui found that in addition to being excited, his mother also ran to make a phone call. The next day, two aunts who had a very faint impression of Wei Rui brought a girl to Wei Rui's home. After a few words, Wei Rui realized that his mother, Qi Hongyi, had actually set up a game of matchmaking.
The girl was good-looking, and she was a recent graduate of the Chinese Department of Nanjing University. The problem was that good-looking had nothing to do with marriage. Wei Rui had not even adapted to his own bed, and was still pursuing to go home to be a son. Suddenly, he was involved in the whirlpool of marriage. This feeling not only did not make Wei Rui feel happy or excited, but it made him feel uncomfortable.
Furthermore, there was a huge gap between a major who had risked his life on the battlefield and a university student who had just graduated from university. Or it could be said that the gap between the masculine North America and the gentle Jiangnan was too big. On the third day, the two were forced to watch a movie together. In the supermarket with a movie theater, the surging tide of people and the dazzling array of shops made Major Wei Rui … lost ….
In the past two years, the army also had movies to watch, but the army's discipline was strict, and whoever entered first left first, it was orderly. They had never seen such a swarm of bees. In the end, the girl was experienced. When she went to the service desk, she made a missing person broadcast and let the two meet again. Major Wei Rui also made a big mistake. He didn't know that he had to pay for the broadcast, so he didn't pay the girl.
When Qi Hongyi heard this and scolded her son for becoming a "country bumpkin", Wei Rui felt a little ashamed and said, "Mom, I'm very busy right now, and I don't want to think about marriage."
"You're busy? Your father married me while he was fighting the war. Oh, they even got married twice at that time. " Qi Hongyi used Vézé as an example, but she couldn't help but think of the things that had bothered her for decades.
"That's different." Wei Rui quickly defended himself.
"What's different?" Qi Hongyi used her mother's imposing manner to force her son, who was used to running like a wild horse, to give in.
"That … You met my father for the first time, and it took almost a year for you to marry him." Wei Rui resisted his mother's oppression.
"When I met your father for the first time, I didn't even think about getting married. If I really wanted to get married, your grandfather would write a letter to your father and ask him about his marital status. Your father said there was no problem, and we got married. So, we got married. " Qi Hongyi unceremoniously used her marriage history as a comparison. "According to what you said, I'll arrange a girl for you and send her to you."
Wei Rui quickly shook his head, his brain working at high speed. In a flash, he found a very good reason. "Hmm … Oh yes, Mom, my father hasn't honored the betrothal gifts that he promised you, right?"
"Hmph! Haha! "Qi Hongyi snorted coldly, but after a moment, she laughed. After living with Vézé for decades, Qi Hongyi was satisfied with many things about Vézé, but also dissatisfied with many things. However, the marriage was something that Qi Hongyi was very satisfied with until now.
At that time, Qi Hongyi was wearing a big red veil in the wedding hall, and the master of ceremonies in front of her had more than ten people carrying trays. On the trays was a red cloth with the name of the betrothal gifts written in red paper and gold characters. Qi Hongyi could still remember the guy's drawn-out voice. "A phoenix feather golden crown …! Lacking the real thing! "" A gold-threaded robe …! Lacking the real thing! "" A pair of Lingxi's Pearls … "
Although there was no shortage of gold and silver, the long list made Qi Hongyi feel the respect of marrying a prince. Before the marriage, she had chatted with Vézé once. Although she felt that Vézé was a bit cultured, she had a preconceived impression that Vézé was almost the same as the princes of the Taiping Rebellion. At that time, Qi Hongyi's father, Qi Yuchang, wanted to marry Vézé because he didn't want his daughter to be the concubine of the King Of The East, Yang Xiuqing. However, the long list of "Lacking! Lacking! "made Qi Hongyi sure that Vézé was a man with the spirit of a prince.
Everyone knew how to put on airs, but those who were not noble in their bones were afraid of being laughed at the most if they wanted to put on airs. Vézé's "Lacking! Lacking! " It was undoubtedly a huge joke, but Vézé wasn't afraid of losing face and calmly threw it to his grandmother's house. Even if this was something that only a lunatic would do, it must be a real lunatic with taste and style. Needless to say, when Vézé crowned himself with the emperor's crown, this kind of madness turned into boldness.
Material objects were important, but when a person was a priceless treasure, these objects seemed insignificant. Not to mention Vézé's money, Qi Hongyi's own pension was enough to buy these things that looked incomparably precious in the past. Needless to say, Qi Hongyi's current status in the academic world. She didn't care that others would think that she had obtained these things by relying on her husband. In Qi Hongyi's eyes, having a husband that she could fully rely on was not something to be embarrassed about.
However, despite laughing, Qi Hongyi's heart unexpectedly became heavy. She had deep expectations for her eldest son, Wei Rui. No matter how good her husband was, he was just a stranger who came together, while her son was the flesh that fell from his body. In fact, even a mother hoped that her son could surpass her husband. The problem was that her husband, Vézé, was already a world-famous big shot at Wei Rui's age, and was also an unparalleled hero in the world. Her son could be said to be outstanding, but he couldn't compare to her husband. In particular, his father's free and easy style could be said to be the result of Vézé's youth and impetuousness, regardless of the consequences. However, this kind of recklessness showed that Qi Hongyi wasn't very optimistic about her son.
Could a child who would even get lost watching a movie in a normal society really hope to plan a beautiful country like his father? Would he be able to sit firmly on this beautiful country if he settled for the next best thing? Thinking of this, Qi Hongyi was too lazy to talk about her son's marriage. A greater fear began to linger in her heart.
In the evening, Qi Hongyi and Vézé talked about this matter. The more she talked about it, the more uneasy she felt. In the end, she simply complained about Vézé, "You threw our son to the countryside in North America, which hurt him. In the future, if people say that our son can't even watch a movie, people will laugh at Wei Rui! "
Vézé blinked a few times and roughly understood his wife's dissatisfaction. In fact, at first, he didn't think it was a big deal, let alone being separated by the crowd after leaving the cinema. In the same city, Vézé kept in close contact with his mobile phone, and it wasn't the first time that he couldn't find the place to meet.
In the process of understanding, the first step was to start to get in touch with the outside world, which belonged to the stage of feeling. The second step was to integrate and reorganize the feeling material, which belonged to the stage of concept, judgment, and reasoning. Only when the feeling material was abundant (not fragmented) and realistic (not an illusion), could the correct concept and reasoning be created based on such material. In the vernacular, it was "never seen, never suffered, never specially trained."
This kind of thing was nothing. After staying in the city for a few months, Vézé was still full of confidence in his son, believing that he would soon be able to re-integrate into the rhythm of the city. On the contrary, if the people in the city were sent to the army now, how could they compare with Wei Rui, who had been in the army for ten years, in a few months? It was estimated that they wouldn't even be able to touch the door in a few months.
Vézé was silent, thinking of things that had nothing to do with Wei Rui himself. Vézé used to think that China at the end of the 19th century wouldn't develop too fast, but the actual changes were far beyond his imagination. The needs of the people in the industrial age wouldn't be different at the end of the 19th century or the middle of the 20th century. People faced the same situation would have the same needs.
If there was anything different, it would be that the Restoration Party had its own organization and execution. The difficulties that China and other countries faced with industrialization for hundreds of years, as well as the solutions that they came up with through a lot of practice, were inherited by Vézé, who was at the peak of the Restoration Party. Therefore, with sufficient execution, they came up with one solution after another to deal with the difficulties they encountered.
Under such circumstances, of course, it could be said that the Restoration Party didn't have the spirit of innovation, or that they lacked innovative thinking. But in reality, there were people who could come up with practical solutions, and there were people who could implement these solutions. The problem was solved, and everyone was educated.
It wasn't a crime for Wei Rui to get lost in the cinema, but was it a crime for other comrades to not "see the world with a foresight"?
Thinking of this, Vézé felt a lot more relaxed. The Land Planning Bureau was directly under the ministry. Over the years, because they had to carry out Vézé's orders, there had been countless disputes and many fierce conflicts with the local comrades. But with the traffic jams in the big cities, and with the development of the local cities, the Land Planning Bureau at least did not allow other buildings to occupy the traffic land.
When Vézé proposed to build an overpass, no one asked stupid questions like "What's the point of building a bridge on dry land?" Even the construction of an all-electric subway was approved with a single word from Wei Ze. The researchers also began to use the current technology to make preparations. And in the theoretical discussion of the plan, many new ideas about technology were put forward.
Wei Ze had never thought that the current struggle was a big deal. Not adapting to the new world, not adapting to the new environment, and wanting to change the surrounding world into one that they were familiar with and looked forward to was a normal reaction of humans. Just like how Vézé led the Min dynasty to advance by leaps and bounds. Was everything Vézé thought about and considered again and again? Exactly not. These were instincts that Vézé had formed since he was young. As long as there was a chance, Vézé would not hesitate to push forward and realize it.
From this point of view, the comrades who reversed history were essentially no different from Vézé. Although Vézé would not change his previous decision because of this feeling, Vézé felt very happy to be able to figure this out.
"I asked you what to do!" Qi Hongyi didn't know what Wei Ze was thinking about when he looked like he was deep in thought. She thought that her husband was worried that her Wei Rui had become a 'country bumpkin', so she pressed him for an answer.
Looking at his wife's anxious look, Vézé smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't come back to learn how to be a city bumpkin because of this."
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