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Since the beginning of June, tea stalls of all sizes in Beijing have entered their peak season, and the Li Family Big Bowl of Tea at the corner of Sifang Street is no exception.

No, it was just past ten o'clock in the morning, and the six Eight Immortals tables were already packed.

Most of these tea customers are doing odd jobs in Sifang Street. They usually earn some hard money by helping foreigners from various countries to move. The work is not much, but the customer is easy to fool and they are generous enough.

But among this group of rough men talking openly and eloquently, there was an old scholar in long robes wearing a square turban. He was pressing his gray goatee with one hand and sipping tea in small sips, when he suddenly heard something coming from far away.

The chant of 'one two one'.

The old scholar subconsciously looked around and saw a group of young people in work clothes running towards this side in a neat line. From a distance, there were at least two to three hundred people.

With the establishment of the engineering school, uniforms started from the undergraduate work-study students, and gradually became popular outside - mainly worn by young craftsmen who were not selected - but when they appeared in such a neat queue, it was obvious that they were

Genuine work-study student.

The old Confucian was not happy when he saw it. When the work-study students came forward and raised the dust in the air, he hurriedly rolled up his long sleeves to protect his teacup, shook his head and sighed: "Is this learning or not?

If you don’t work or fight, what kind of behavior will you have?”

Seeing him acting like this, the man at the same table who was chewing willow branches and picking his teeth turned his head and spat, saying: "Old man, you are short-sighted. This is called military management..."

Someone on the table behind immediately reminded: "Military management."

"Yes, yes!"

The man slapped his thigh and said proudly: "It's just this kind of military management. I heard that the big factories under the Ministry of Industry are imitating it, and even the wealthy businessmen are following suit. Don't tell me, this method really works. Listen."

Not to mention that after the training, I made things faster, and there were fewer defective products and fewer pick-up charges.”

When the old scholar heard him say that he was short-sighted, his face became even more ugly. But looking at the bulging muscles on the other person's arms, he finally chose to shut up and drink tea faster.

After a while, he swallowed even the tea foam, counted two copper coins with his eyes wide open, placed them next to the tea cup, then stood up, straightened his clothes, and headed towards the Sei Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

The man who had previously scolded him waited until he had gone far away, and couldn't help but ask the people around him who knew him well: "What are these pickles doing in Sifang Street? I saw several of them this morning."

"You don't even know this? You have the nerve to say that I'm short-sighted! The foreign devils have been practicing calligraphy recently, and they specially asked the Seiyi Museum to find a master."

"Ouch~!"

The man slapped his thigh again and said suddenly: "Look at that behavior, who do you think I am? This person who teaches foreign devils how to read and digit is just an old traitor!"

The tea stall burst into laughter, full of joy.

Not to mention this.

But he said that the more than two hundred working-study students went west via Sifang Street and soon arrived in front of a restaurant called "Juhonglou".

Dong Xun, Chen Wansan, and Li Qing had been waiting in front of the door for a long time. Seeing that these disciples finally arrived, Li Qing threw the melon seeds in his hands randomly, patted the crumbs on his hands, and waited to welcome them.

"Don't worry!"

Dong Xun quickly grabbed him and saw the work-study students running past them in an orderly manner. When the front and back of the team were almost the same length with Chen Wansan as the center, the tall young man who led the team gave the order: "Stand still!"

When Li Qing saw this scene, he nudged Chen Wansan with his elbow and said with a smile: "How about it? Is it better than what we trained?"

As he spoke, he raised his chin and tilted his head towards the leading young man: "Shen Jun, the number one in the second period is the same as me and Dong Xun, who actually teaches the ninth rank of secretary - this guy is more naughty than you. But she is much prettier than you."

At this time, Shen Jun had already ordered the working-study students to turn left collectively and face the gate of Juhong Building. Then he trotted forward and cupped his hands and said: "The number of second-term students was expected to be 212, but they actually arrived..."

"Okay, okay."

Li Qing waved his hand and smiled at everyone: "This is not in school. Besides, my teacher is hosting a private banquet. Everyone should relax. There is no need to be so serious."

After hearing his words, the atmosphere in the team obviously relaxed.

However, Shen Jun frowned and hesitated for a moment, but continued to report: "There are actually 212 people, please let the three superiors give their instructions!"

Li Qing rolled his eyes. He still didn't change his old ways when he entered the engineering school. He was more focused on hanging around his bosses and not having much contact with the working-study students below. Although he had heard that Shen Jun, the top student in the second phase, was an old-fashioned person. , but I didn’t expect to be so strict.

Dong Xun smiled slightly and made an inviting gesture towards Chen Wansan.

Although the three of them are all ninth-grade officers, there are differences among the ninth-grade officers. Chen Wansan is in charge of the picket team at the Ministry of Works, and he is actually in charge of more than twenty ninth-grade military attachés and nearly 1,500 pickets. Among the three team members, he is naturally respected.

However, Chen Wansan has always been someone who doesn't like to be in the limelight, so he quickly waved his hand, indicating that Dong Xun should take the lead.

Dong Xun knew that he was a real person, so he did not shirk anymore. He took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "Take a break."

Let me state in advance that this is not an innovative slogan created by Jiao Shun, but was coined by Xia Taizu when he was training the new army, and it has been used to this day.

Upon hearing the order, with a 'swish' sound, more than two hundred working-study students took a step forward.

Compared to Li Qinglai, Dong Xun focused most of his energy on these juniors, so his prestige among the second-generation students was far beyond that of Li Qing.

However, precisely because of this, his prestige in the Trade Union League is now overshadowed by Chen Wansan. After all, the core members of the Trade Union League are the more than 20 deputy captains of the pickets - as the saying goes, county officials are not as good as current officials, not to mention Dong Xun In terms of status, he is still slightly inferior to Chen Wansan.

"I only want to say two things."

Dong Xun raised his fingers to everyone. This action was obviously learned from Jiao Shun: "First, there are no Shangguan here today, only fellow disciples; second, after everyone enters, sit down in units of houses - OK, Disband on the spot!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qing next to him raised his arm and said, "What are you waiting for? Come on, senior brother and I will go in for a drink!"

At first, the work-study students were a little hesitant, but seeing Dong Xun and Chen Wansan move out of their way, Shen Jun didn't say anything else, so he immediately broke up and followed Li Qing inside.

When they were almost gone, Shen Jun looked at Chen Wansan and then at Dong Xun, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

"Just say what you have to say."

Dong Xun introduced with a smile: "This is your senior brother Chen Wansan. He was the one who took the lead in going to Dali Temple. Now he is working as an official in the Department of Affairs of the Ministry of Industry with Master Jijiu."

Shen Jun hurriedly raised his hands and bowed to Chen Wansan for a long time, then straightened his body and said solemnly: "Siwu Dong..."

Dong Xun raised his hand and asked with a straight face: "Do you want me to call you Shen Siwu in advance?"

Shen Jun then changed his mind: "Senior Brother Dong, there have been people secretly instigating these past two days to make insinuations about Lord Jijiu. I tried to check, but nothing..."

"You don't have to worry about this."

Dong Xun raised his hand to stop him again, and pointed to the second floor: "As long as the teacher is here, this engineering study will not be able to change the world - let's go, we should go in."

Shen Jun wanted to say something else, but when he saw that Dong Xun and Chen Wansan had turned around and walked in, he had no choice but to follow them step by step.

The hall of this Juhong Building is very spacious. In addition to the building itself, it also extends far into the backyard, and a half circle of door panels is used as a wall. Now everything is open, and the breeze blowing through the hall makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Most of the work-study students who came in first have now taken their seats. Dong Xun asked Shen Jun to find his roommate, and then walked to the stairs with Chen Wansan.

Li Qing had been waiting here. When he saw the two of them coming, he hurriedly pointed upstairs: "Shall I ask my mentor to come down?"

He never lags behind others in such matters, and Chen Wansan and Dong Xun are too lazy to argue with him.

So Li Qing picked up the hem of his clothes and stomped upstairs.

The work-study students who noticed this quietly stopped their noisy discussions and raised their heads to look upstairs. The people at the same table all followed suit and followed suit. Gradually, more than two hundred people kept looking up. The posture became quiet.

When Jiao Shun's tall figure appeared at the top of the stairs, everyone stood up at the same time and cupped their hands and said, "I've seen Master Jijiu!"

Although Jiao Shun usually works in the engineering school, after seeing the telegraph machine, everyone couldn't help but feel refreshed when they saw the master of wine worship. They had also systematically learned some basic knowledge in the engineering school. He had a lot of knowledge about electricity, and it was precisely because of his understanding that he admired Jiao Shun even more for his invention of the telegraph machine.

As Jiao Shun walked down, he extended his hand to everyone and said, "Today is a private banquet. Everyone, please relax, relax!"

He didn't talk about masters and apprentices this time. After all, the number of people in the second phase has quadrupled, not to mention the third phase. In addition, as his position is getting higher and higher and he is busy with official duties, it is really difficult to spare a lot of time. Then build relationships with these work-study students.

However, this also has advantages. At least the first batch of work-study students will feel that they are different and will unite more closely around them.

In the future, if there are work-study students who are pleasing to their eyes, they can also use the status of master and apprentice to win over them.

Under Jiao Shun's repeated gestures, the work-study students finally sat back down.

When Jiao Shun reached five or six steps from the ground, he stopped on the stairs and said with a smile: "Tell me a few things..."

Before he finished speaking, all the engineering students stood up again.

"Sit down and listen, everyone, sit down and listen."

Jiao Shun persuaded again, and when the hall calmed down again, he looked around at everyone and said, "I was unable to attend the graduation ceremony for some reason the day before yesterday. You won't blame me, right?"

This question was so abrupt that the work-study students were all stunned for a while before some of them answered unevenly: "Master Jijiu, you are speaking harshly!"

"Although you weren't able to be there, we all saw the telegraph machine!"

"That's right, compared to the graduation ceremony, matters in the palace are naturally more important!"

Jiao Shun raised his hand again to press down, and when everyone calmed down, he asked with a smile: "But how did I hear that someone in the engineering school criticized this, saying that although I was offering wine to the engineering school, in fact, I didn't let the engineering school go. In your heart, you only care about catering to the holy will?"

These words were even more serious. The work-study students looked at each other, and then Shen Jun stood up and cupped his hands and said: "As far as the students know, this is true..."

"Master Jijiu!"

At this time, someone rushed to say: "This must be all done by those...those people. We all know your good intentions, how can we wrongly blame you?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of voices echoed from all around.

Just when more people were about to stand up and express their opinions, Jiao Shun smiled and asked that person: "Since you know my good intentions, why not tell everyone about it for me."

"this……"

The work-study student suddenly turned red in the face. He was just flattering him. How could he know what good intentions Jiao Shun had?

Fortunately, Jiao Shun didn't mean to embarrass him. He glanced at the crowd again and said, "Actually, what he said is true. I, Mr. Jiao, are indeed catering to the Holy Will - but if it weren't for the Holy Lord Qiangang's arbitrary and far-sighted vision, how could this happen?" Engineering, how could you and I be where we are today?"

"Second!"

When he said this, he raised two fingers: "The reason why I chose to enter the palace on the day of the graduation ceremony is precisely to pave another bright road for you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was confused, but they also unconsciously had expectations.

"You also know."

Jiao Shun pointed at Chen Wansan and Dong Xun: "You fellow seniors have been assigned errands long before graduation. In order to accommodate them and to enable them to have a bright future, I proposed based on the situation at that time. We established the military representation system and promised that all working-study students who join the pickets will be able to gain a good background in the future."

"To this day..."

Jiao Shun looked around at everyone again: "Have I ever kept my promise?"

Not long ago, the deputy captain of the picket team was collectively awarded a ninth-grade official status. It also caused conflicts between workers and candidates. As a work-study student, how could he not know this?

After receiving unanimously positive answers, Jiao Shuncai continued: "You can still walk on this road, but it is far narrower and more difficult than when your senior brothers walked. After all, there are basically large-scale factories related to military industry in the vicinity of Gyeonggi. Pickets have been formed in Xanadu, and there are not many vacancies left."

"As for the Ministry of Industry, the shortage of master craftsmen's apprentices and clerks will probably be less than last year."

"But in this period of yours, there are more than two hundred people, which is much larger than the first period - so, what should we do with the rest?!"

Jiao Shun didn't know how many times he looked around the hall, but this time the atmosphere in the hall became obviously depressed. As early as when this issue was not allocated in advance, there were many similar rumors, and now Master Jijiu, obviously Completely confirmed those rumors.

At this time, Jiao Shun suddenly smiled again: "Of course, if you want to go back to your hometown and become an ordinary foreman, I can still satisfy you."

No one in the audience could laugh. If it were not for their senior brother Zhuyu, they might still be content to return to their place of origin and work as a small foreman.

However, half of the senior brothers in the first period have now become officials. Even those who have not become officials have their own futures to pursue - the very few who have become foremen are themselves Chosen.

Why would he most likely become a foreman when it was his turn?!

Facing a pair of unwilling eyes, Jiao Shun suddenly took two more steps up and scolded Fang Qiu condescendingly: "I know you don't want to waste your time! That's why I worked overtime to build the telegraph machine, and then

I will try my best to postpone the graduation ceremony in order to pave another bright road for you!"

"Just yesterday, at the court meeting, I handed over this credit to the General Affairs Department. In one month, two months at the latest, the General Affairs Department will preside over the laying of cable telegraph in all the governments in Zhili. By then, in order to be able to

To support this telegraph network, the General Administration Department will need thirty to forty telegraph specialists."

"But now, in the whole world, including me, there are no more than ten people who can use a telegraph machine, and they are either master craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry, or they have already been officials."

"So your opportunity has come. In three days, the Industrial Society will temporarily set up a telegraphy crash course. The working-study students with the best grades will be hired as telegraph specialists by the General Affairs Department."

"And this is just the beginning, because as long as the trial is successful, the imperial court will definitely push the telegraph to all provinces, prefectures and counties across the country. At that time, this first batch of telegraph specialists will most likely be sent to various places as the main force to promote the telegraph."

Having said this, Jiao Shun looked around at everyone with a smile: "I think that since we have to leave our hometown and be away all year round, the imperial court will not treat everyone badly."

All the work-study students here were fascinated by these words.

This is basically a replica of the previous military representative system!

wrong!

The military representative system still has officers who have moved forward, but this telegraph system is dominated by a family of working-study students!

Based on this calculation, wouldn’t the future be greater than those of the predecessors on the picket team?!

As for leaving home...

People these days generally value their country, but there is only one thing that can make almost everyone forget their country feelings, and that is becoming an official!

While everyone was gearing up to fight, Jiao Shun added: "Don't be discouraged even if you are dismissed. No matter what job you are assigned in the future, don't forget what you learned in the crash course. After all,

When it comes to nationwide promotion, thirty or forty people won't be enough - but if it can still be dismissed by then, then you can't blame me."

Now everyone was even more joyful and depressed.

At this time, Jiao Shun sighed in a coquettish manner: "In order to make a future for you all, I have worked very hard these past few months, and even my newlywed wife has been left out in the cold - I don't expect anything else.

I hope you can live up to your kindness."

"Teacher!"

At this time, Li Qing, who had been hunched over Jiao Shun for fear of being taller than him, immediately praised him loudly: "The emperor's favor is indeed great, but if there is no noble person like my mentor in the court, who is willing to go to great lengths for us, how can we do it?"

Is there a way out that I’m waiting for?!”

With that said, he walked around Jiao Shun and turned over and knelt down at the entrance of the stairs.

When Chen Wansan and Dong Xun saw this, they also knelt down. Everyone present saw that the three senior brothers had knelt down. Who dared to sit down again? So they all left the table and knelt down. For a moment, the whole hall was full of people.

The dark back of the head.

Just listen to Chen Qing's heartbreaking roar: "My parents gave birth to me, and they sacrificed wine to become me!"

All the work-study students shouted without hesitation, causing the roof of the hall to rustle.

Jiao Shun hurriedly walked down the steps, helped the three people up one by one, and said passionately to the second-term engineering students who were still kneeling on the ground: "I am not one of those Confucian scholars, and I can't say many great truths, but I have sacrificed wine for engineering studies.

, so I am determined to create a real road to the sky for you and all working-study students!"

As he said that, he picked up the wine that had been prepared for a long time from the table beside him, raised it high and said, "Come, let's drink!"
Chapter completed!