"Railway?" Yang Bo and his wife shouted softly at the same time.

"Yes, railway tracks!" Zhao Hao said in a deep voice: "It can increase the capacity of Jingxing Road by more than ten times!"

Yang Bo and Yang Sihe are no strangers to orbits.

After Qin Shihuang unified the six kingdoms, the first thing he did was to "cars and books and books and texts."

Until now, there are still two or three inches deep tracks on the official road to accommodate wheels, which can prevent the carriage from running off and greatly reduce the burden on horses.

But weren’t the tracks chiseled out on the road? How did they become iron? Eryang doesn’t understand it now.

"Simply put, it is to fill the original Jingxing Road with basin stones, then lay the sleepers, and apply the rails on the sleepers! When a carriage is on such a railway track, the cargo capacity will be several times the original, and the speed will be greatly improved, and you can go from Yangquan to Zhengding on the same day."

"Is it so powerful?" Yang Bo and Yang Sihe sucked in the air conditioner. "Can it really work?"

It is not an exaggeration to raise the importance of Jingxing Road, because it is the lifeline of the transportation connecting the Jinzhong Basin and the North China Plain. Three hundred years later, the Zhengtai Railway, the first railway in Shanxi, was built along the Jingxing Line.

"Zhengtai" means the Zhengding to Taiyuan. Zhengding is Shijiazhuang in later generations, and Yangquan is at the midpoint of the Zhengtai line.

Zhao Hao was afraid that he would throw out the "main tai line" and frighten Eryang, so he first folded them in half and came with a "main yang line".

Second Yang, especially Yang Bo, how could he not know what this "zhengyang line" means to Shanxi? It means that Shanxi will be connected with the prosperous North China Plain, and there is no need to be more worried than the same bitter northern Shaanxi.

What Yang Sihe thought was that in that case, population and market would not be a problem.

Yang Bo thought that in that case, Shanxi's status in the Ming Dynasty would be greatly improved!

But even from Yangquan to Zhengding, there are 170 to 80 miles. And the railway tracks are required...

Such a huge project involves all aspects. Even the dignified Heavenly Official Yang Bo dared not promise this!

"Of course it can be done!" Zhao Hao knew their concerns and then he cheered them up:

"Yangquan is a treasure land. In addition to coal, there is also a large amount of iron ore. This is an advantage that cannot be compared with other places. It is fully equipped with the conditions for building railways. Moreover, iron smelting will consume a lot of coal and can promote the business of Shanxi companies. This coal-iron joint venture model is not as simple as one plus one equals two!"

"Yeah." Eryang heard it very seriously and nodded. Yang Sihe didn't even dare to miss a single word.

"Besides, what we said, isn't this the second step?" Zhao Hao changed his mind and relieved the pressure on the two of them: "It will take at least one or two years for you to do Taiyuan? When I settle down with my father in the local area, I will first lay a model road. Then, brother Si and I come to see if it can be done with their own eyes. If it can be done, I will repair this road for you!"

The fox is a fox after all, and there will always be a moment when his tail is exposed...

But at this time, even Yang Bo could not understand the importance of the right of road, which was the lifeline of a province and a country!

Old Yang Bo is still afraid that he will regret it...

"Nephew, this is what you said! The 'Zhengyang Railway' will be handed over to you!" Yang Bo immediately grabbed Zhao Hao's hand and said with a loud voice: "You don't have to worry about the rest of the matter. I will help you solve it!"

"Okay, I agree. You always let go first, you're going to have a fracture." Zhao Hao frowned and sucked in the air conditioner, which completely covered up his lust on his face.

The Zhengyang Road he threw out and the Zhengtai Road in the future were to closely link Shanxi with the Central Plains.

It prevents Shanxi merchants from running out of their way out and running out of their mouths. They run three times and two times, but end up becoming traitors... If Shanxi does not have the rich iron ore and saltpeter resources, what will the women fight against the government army?

It’s better to attract their gaze to the Central Plains and let them sell coal wholeheartedly than to sell the country?

Thinking that he might have allowed Shanxi merchants to avoid their future foul reputation, Zhao Hao felt that they would be jealous of him...

Oh no, Pu'er.

Yang Sihe asked Zhao Hao again, what should he go if he went south?

Mr. Zhao no longer spoke gold, and only asked them to take the first two steps first.

"Okay, don't be dissatisfied." Yang Bo waved his hand and said to his nephew: "Nephew Zhao is afraid that you will not be able to chew too much."

In fact, both the smart man and the other one know that only so many shares can be exchanged for...

But if they can come up with more, they really can't bear to let them go.

I had to hold on to curiosity first and wait until the first two steps really show the results.

Fortunately, the curiosity of Shanxi merchants has never been great.

Before I knew it, I talked until noon.

Yang Sihe said goodbye and left, but Yang Bo enthusiastically stayed Zhao Hao and called Wang Bengu and Lu Guangzu to his own signing room... to eat noodles.

This time I will not talk about important matters anymore, I will only talk about official anecdotes and interesting stories in the capital.

Whether in the officialdom or in the capital, the most interesting things these days were done by Zhao Hao and his son...

Everyone talked about Zhao Hao holding Zhao Shouzheng and going around half of Beijing before returning home, all laughing as if they were gone.

"Nephew, your operation is so slutty. That day, I heard that Zhao Zhuangyuan asked for his orders for the people and was so arrogant that he was beaten to the court. I was stunned for a moment." Yang Bo was peeling the garlic and laughed: "Can we make a false court agreement?"

The latter sentence was said to Wang Bengu.

Mr. Wang picked up the veil and wiped his mouth. In front of his boss, he also became playful. "Isn't it? We are clearly discussing that Zhao Zhuangyuan was the crime of fighting the little master. Why was Zhao Zhuangyuan not careful? He became a loyal minister who was persecuted, but the little master became a rat crossing the street?"

"It can be seen that justice is in the hearts of the people." Zhao Hao said with a very thick face without feeling ashamed: "Besides, my father was beaten by the court."

"I think the little master must want to change with Ling Zun now." Lu Guangzu also smiled and said, "Even if he is here to receive this court stick? It is better than throwing dirty things on the door and throwing garbage into the yard all day long..."

"Oh? Is there anything else?" Zhao Hao looked surprised, as if it wasn't something he had someone do.

Generally speaking, if you want to elevate yourself, sometimes you have to belittle others.

If you want to forcibly elevate yourself, you have to forcibly belittle others...

Zhao Hao hired hundreds of ordinary people to go outside the Prime Minister's mansion on West Chang'an Street every day to scold the streets.

Not only did he scold the capital, but he also brought out the good things that the Xu family did in Susong.

What's even more excessive is that he even made up nursery rhymes and spread them everywhere in the capital.

In just a few days, Mr. Xu's positive image was very smeared.

Originally, the old man planned to go to Lingji Palace to say goodbye to the performance before leaving.

Seeing that the people cursed outside all day long, the old man was also indifferent and canceled the lecture.
Chapter completed!