"Dad, those red-haired ghosts don't talk about benevolence, justice and morality. They believe in the law of the jungle, the law of the jungle.
If you are strong, they are sheep; if you are weak, they are hungry wolves.
This is very similar to nomads.
There is only so much territory on the entire planet. If people take over more of it, there will be less left for us.
Since the Zhu family doesn’t want it, why don’t we, the Lin family, take over it? When Xiaohu and Xiaoqi grow up,
Do you think it’s bad to just let them become kings?”
"Hiss~"
Lin Zhennan glanced around subconsciously,
After discovering that they are all family members,
He breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought that in the future, the kings of Japan and Jiaozhi would all be their grandchildren, and the imperial temples of each country would have their own memorial tablets in the future.
beautiful!
"Ping'er, dad can't be of much help. If you need anything, just ask."
He really has something to do today and is looking for a favor from his father.
"Dad, what a coincidence, I just want to trouble you with something."
At present, more than 90% of Wang Lidong's forces are from Fujian Province, and they are all from the same hometown.
If he doesn't absorb some from other provinces, he will have headaches in the future.
Just like the Huaixi Group when the Ming Dynasty was founded, even Zhu Yuanzhang was very afraid of it.
After the death of Prince Zhu Biao, in order to preserve the rights of the Zhu family dynasty, they could only massacre almost all the nobles in Huaixi.
The nine Lanyu tribes were wiped out, and the Chang family was even beheaded. Apart from being paralyzed on the bed,
Xin Guogongtang, who was drooling and could hardly speak, and Geng Bingwen, who was an excellent defender but not good at fighting.
If we don't do this, once Zhu Yuanzhang dies, the new emperor will definitely be sidelined and become a puppet.
After hearing that it was just a trivial matter like collecting orphans, Lin Zhennan assured:
"This matter is easy to handle. I will write to all branches later and ask them to collect as many orphans as possible."
Wang Lidong reminded:
"You can let them try the official nursery (the Ming Dynasty version of the orphanage). As long as the money is available, it can save a lot of trouble.
In that hellish place, the most children who go in will not starve to death, so we can be considered as doing a good deed."
If you meet a kind-hearted person in charge, the children's survival rate will be higher, but if you meet a black-hearted person, haha.
The Notre Dame Nursery was opened by a foreign church in Xujiahui, the Pearl of the Pearl River, from 1936 to 1949.
A total of more than 40,000 babies were adopted, but only 197 survived, with a survival rate of 0.49%.
Wuchang Huayuanshan Nursery School was established from the 16th to the 27th year of the Republic of China.
In 11 years, a total of 7,813 babies were adopted, of which only 130 survived, with a mortality rate as high as 98.3%.
Wang Lidong didn't believe that this era would be much better than that.
In a few decades, the emperor will be out of money, so one can imagine what will happen to the children in such charitable institutions.
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In the following years, Wang Lidong paused his expansion.
After two wars, many problems were discovered.
Then in Jilongshan, thirty primary schools, six middle schools, and one high school were added one after another.
Literacy training was also conducted for all serving soldiers.
So that after retiring from the army at the age of 35, they can become police officers or go to villages to serve as village officials, filling the huge gap in public officials.
It can also solve the job problems of veterans.
Although the salary of soldiers is very high, as long as they can retire normally, basically everyone will be a small rich man, but they can't live for a lifetime, unless there is a war to open up territory. And it is too wasteful to be idle at the age of thirty-five.
Kill two birds with one stone.
sihai tractor factory
Wang Lidong surrounded the King of Land Warfare that had just rolled off the assembly line in front of him, looked at it carefully, then opened the top hatch and entered the inside of the tank.
The space is quite large.
This tank is a copy of Damao’s T54
Wang Lidong also asked the design institute to make some improvements.
For example, increasing the space, increasing the caliber of the cannon, etc.
Then I watched a performance of the Sihai Type 1 tank.
Wang Lidong clapped as he watched several artillery shells hit their targets accurately during the drive.
"How's the yield?"
The director of the arsenal was a little embarrassed and said:
"The output in these two months will not be very high, about 2 to 3 vehicles. When the workers finish running in, it can reach about 8 to 10 vehicles."
Wang Lidong thought about it and thought it was okay. This thing might not be used in the next few years.
"Lao Liu, just produce at the normal speed without affecting the tractor's production tasks."
Seeing that he looked a little embarrassed, Wang Lidong asked:
"If you have any difficulties, just tell me. Maybe I can help solve it."
This was what Director Li was waiting for, and he immediately babbled on for a long time. In summary, there were too few scientific researchers, not enough research funds, and high-level benchwork and lathes...
After listening, Wang Lidong felt that the request was not too much, so he said to Lin Jian beside him:
"Write everything down and resolve it as soon as possible."
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In May 1578, the Wanshou Hall in the Royal Xiyuan of Beijing
The skinny Emperor Jiajing, who had very little flesh left in his body, was lying on the dragon couch, coughing from time to time.
Five years ago, Xu Jie, the chief minister of the cabinet, recommended a Taoist priest named Lan Daoxing to him. This Taoist priest was not only good at chanting incantations to catch ghosts, but his real excellence lies in the 'Fuji'.
Since Jiajing met Wang Lidong, he began to believe in the theory of ghosts and gods more and more, and became even more obsessed with the daily "Fuji" activity.
The result of Lan Daoxing's support every time was in line with Emperor Jiajing's wishes, so he trusted the Taoist priest more and more.
Once, Fuji came up with the result that God blamed Emperor Jiajing for stopping the elixir refining. How could he live forever if he was so determined?
The panicked Jiajing listened to Lan Daoxing's suggestion and spent a total of 2.5 million taels of silver to install altars at the Temple of Heaven and the five famous mountains of the Ming Dynasty. After ninety-nine and eighty-one days of praying,
Yes, I finally got God’s forgiveness.
Then, Emperor Jiajing excitedly refined the Immortality Pill.
God still loves him!
Wang Lidong knew about it the next year, but he didn't say much at all.
It's none of his business if he likes to commit suicide.
Die early and be reborn early so as not to block the way of some people.
Think about it, Jiajing was really taken advantage of. The 2.5 million taels of the Dharma conference cost only tens of thousands.
However, Emperor Jiajing did not refuse Wang Lidong's hawthorn pills, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After more than four years of heavy drinking, Jiajing finally suffered from stomach problems.
Next to the fallen dragon, sitting a young fat man, wearing a crown of good grace on his big head and wearing the prince's uniform of a five-clawed golden dragon and a red dragon robe, he was the Wanli Emperor in history.
His father, Emperor Longqing, died six years ago and has never sat on the throne in his life.
Who makes Jiajing live so well? He is already 72 years old this year.
Even if he died this year, he would still be ranked ninth in the longevity ranking of emperors in the history of Sihai Kingdom, and would live one year longer than his ancestor, the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.
Seeing Jiajing coughing a few more times, Wanli hurriedly came closer and asked with concern: "Grandpa Huang, is your throat a little dry? Do you want some water?"
Looking at the extremely respectful Wanli, Jiajing still felt a little relieved.
Although his heirs are a little thinner, they are stronger than his cousin Ming Wuzong.
After feeling the condition of his body, to this day, he still doesn't understand that he has been plotted against.