Communication is an effective tool for rulers to effectively control the country or an organization, so emperors of all dynasties attached great importance to the construction of postal routes. Whether it is post roads or post houses, they are necessary nerve lines and arteries for an empire.

However, no matter how fast the communication methods in the medieval world are, they are just like that. Even if flying pigeons or even trained eagles, they are not as quick as telegraph lines. However, the current Asian telegraph line network has not been fully built, and the transmission of messages can only be limited by the power of telegraphs.

Currently, one of the longest telegraph lines in Asia is the sea cable from Ryukyu to Kagoshima, while the other 80% of the completed lines are the route from Shanghai to Beijing.

Currently, the information can be directly connected to Shanghai from Nanjing, Fuzhou, and Jinan Prefecture. In another month, the last line from Jinan Prefecture to Beijing will be completed.

In addition, the routes from Chang'an, Luoyang and Zhengzhou have been completed, and it can be linked to the main network at the slowest time of one and a half months. Now Zuo Zongtang's Western Expedition Army is fighting against the Gansu-Shaanxi area. In the past, a military newspaper from the commander took one and a half months to quickly enter Beijing. Now, with the help of the telegram line, you can reach the capital in the slowest time of fifteen days.

Although there are still some corrupt scholars attacking the telegram and creating various superstitious rumors, the court has truly tasted the sweetness of high technology, and the smooth information is really helpful to the control of the Forbidden City in the control of the empire.

But corrupt scholars have a rotten stench after all, and their minds can only understand the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors described in ancient books, those fantasy paradises, and everything that the saints have never said before, are wrong.

Of course, white silver and copper coins are exceptions, and they didn't think about it. Before the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, copper was equivalent to gold. At that time, the court paid salaries directly to cloth and food. Being able to reward a few pieces of copper lumps was considered a blessing.

And now the Qing Dynasty has already implemented the silver standard, and the shiny silver has become the mainstream of currency. In theory, those corrupt scholars should speak out loud and despise silver. Saint Kong has never spent silver!

But at this point, everyone chose to remain silent. Who would be unable to get along with the money?

Corrupt scholars will not attack silver, but they can attack everything else they cannot understand, such as telegraph wires. In the eyes of traditional Confucian scholars, telegraph wires are nothing more than the heavenly ear magic power that drives ghosts and monsters to convey information. Zi doesn't say that the strange power is in chaos. How can this person always deal with ghosts and monsters?

If you say something is wrong, then explain to me why Shanghai sent a signal and Jinan Prefecture received it in the blink of an eye? How could such a thin copper wire be able to do it if there are no ghosts hidden inside?

Don’t tell them the principle of electricity. In their hearts, electricity is a tool for ghosts and gods to play with. Mortals should not touch it too much.

Since the beginning of the Fuqing year, the construction of telegram lines has been promoted. Traditional departments such as the study room and the Military Affairs Office can receive complaints about attacking telegram lines almost every day. They are quoted from classics and spitting them all over. These complaints can be stacked with three large tiled houses.

Of course, the Qingliu Han officials knew that the court had been determined to build a telegram line, and they also knew that their comments would have been sank to the sea in the end, and the senior officials probably would not be in the mood to read them.

But Qingliu always has to find something to do, otherwise how can they be realistic? These corrupt scholars who stare at and find fault are like fighting roosters. If they don’t blow up their feathers, others don’t know how to write the word “Fear”.

The more and more the folds were piled up, the court was still silent. As a result, the more silent the group of people became more and more excited, and instead became more aggressive in attacking the telegram plan. Isn’t that the person just like this? He couldn’t hold the fire when he saw the coward, and pinched the soft persimmon to death when he saw it.

But none of them expected that during the rebellion of the Ministry of Revenue in the capital, the officials who tore off bonds and had no money to spend would actually suffer from the lack of protection from the lack of telegram lines.

Because the entire conspiracy was not designated by Xiao Letian at all. Xiao Letian would have to get news from the capital for at least three days. In fact, it was the two men, Shopkeeper Ding and Chun Shisanniang, who followed the trend.

Hanlin Feng Fu just drank half a pound of wine in the pot shop, a large bowl of braised rice, spent all the last dozen copper plates in his pocket, and walked home staggeringly.

On the way, he saw someone selling sweet osmanthus cakes. He touched the last two copper coins. After thinking about his six-year-old daughter, he said with a wry smile, "Anyway, it's all spent. What's the use of these two big money left? Spend it, spend it, and let the money go and people feel happy..."

Two big money can only buy four small pieces of osmanthus cake. In the contemptuous eyes of the vendor, Feng Hanlin, who was drunk, got into the donkey meat alley and walked into the house he rented deep in the house.

Leaving the lively main street, the alley was pitch black. Feng Hanlin, who had tear off the disguise, couldn't help but feel sad and cried on the ground.

Originally, according to his official position, he could get a bond of 100 yuan today, which was 100 yuan, a total of 100 taels of silver. After getting the money, he would not pay off the rent he owed, and he could also pay in advance until after the Spring Festival.

The remaining money is enough for the family to eat and drink until the Spring Festival. Before the Spring Festival, the court has to look at the salary again. Wouldn’t such a turnaround life be lived?

But it’s so hateful, why did you tore the bonds in an impulse? Although Manager Ding promised to make up for it in the future, it’s enough to listen to this. Who can explain what’s going on in a month and a half?

Even if I really give it, what to eat in the past month and a half? What to drink? How can the landlord deal with debt collection? And even let his wife plead with shamelessness? I am an official...

Just as he was sobbing, two figures appeared in front of him. When the queen mother saw that she was a virtuous daughter-in-law and a six-year-old daughter.

"Dad! Why are you crying... Stop crying, I don't want to eat osmanthus cake. My mother said that the family has tight money recently, so I will buy me candied haws for the Chinese New Year..."

Listening to the silly voice, Feng Fuxin was as if he was storming. He might as well marry a shrew's wife. At least he would feel better after scolding him.

The traditional Han wife is so virtuous. She reached out to help her master up, "Wipe your face, are there customers waiting for you at home? This is not the sky and the earth are sinking, but you are still an official. Such a ditch will pass..."

Feng Hanlin put the four small pieces of osmanthus cake in his daughter's hand, "Eat it, Dad promised you in the morning to buy it for you... It's just a little less, a little less..."

The wife's tears came down at that time. She covered her mouth and did not let herself cry. After a long time, she choked and said, "I am a woman and I don't know what the adults are doing, but I at least know what life is going on in the small family... What's wrong with the court? I can't get rid of the blame anymore. I have to think of it..."

This was the first time Feng Fu did not scold his wife for nagging the court. He sighed and saw the landlord standing at the door of his house blocking the door. He sighed and said to his wife and children, "Go to the house of Mrs. Wang next door for a while, I will go to find you later..."
Chapter completed!