The Yellow River Lingxun is the unique winter flood of the Yellow River, once the Lingxun causes a breach, hundreds of miles are full of an ocean, the ice accumulates like a mountain, the water is surging, inundated many villages along the coast, so that many people are buried in the ocean, and because of this, every time the Lingxun comes, it is always the most tense time along the coast.

And once the end of the flood season, the Yellow River will be busy again, especially for the Qinghe River, which is located in the heart of Hebei, Lingxun often means that it is cut off from Henan, the arrival of the flood season, so that the boats can no longer cross the Yellow River, and with the end of the flood season, the Qinghe River, which has been silent for several months, is once again lively, and the boats and boats that come and go from all over the country gather again in the Qinghe water and land wharf.

When the passing merchant ships gathered in Qinghe to make this dock city prosperous again, there were also some manned boats to communicate with it. It was nearly noon when a passenger boat rowed from the other side of the Yellow River was moored at the old wharf, and the captain said to a master and a servant sitting in the cabin:

"Guest officer, the boat arrives in Qinghe City, if the lord enters the city, he will take a carriage directly on the shore, if you go to Qinghe Academy, there is also a carriage on this dock, and get on the platform on the side of the road, there are words written on the platform, the guest officer must be a literate person, and he must be able to see clearly how many cars he does."

Listening to the introduction of the ship, the master in the cabin dressed up nodded, and then walked out of the cabin, stepped on the gangplank and went ashore, followed by the servant. The owner who walked in front was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, of medium stature, with broad shoulders and a thick back, wearing a square scarf, and two sharp stares shot out of his bright eyes. He was dressed in a Confucian robe that was no different from that of an ordinary scholar, and he looked no different from an ordinary scholar except for his sharp gaze, and even the servant looked like a scholar of his age.

The master and the servant walked one after the other, and when they came ashore, the young man walked slowly and steadily up the stone steps of the old wharf. Occasionally, he would look around this pier to take a look at the situation in Qinghe City, for anyone, the heart of this Jiangbei, there is always something special about him.

Out of the dock, as soon as he stepped on the street, the young man's face changed slightly, and he looked at the black road under his feet, and he thought to himself.

"This must be the legendary asphalt road!"

Although it was only the first time he came to Qinghe, he still recognized the smooth road under his feet, even so, he was still very curious to jump on it, such a smooth road was something he had never seen before.

The servant also looked at the road under his feet curiously, and even deliberately jumped on the smooth black road in the appearance of the eldest young master, and then said to the eldest young master in front of him with some surprise.

"Big young master, this road, from a small point of view, is very good to use as a drying field!"

The young man in front is Chen Yonghua, he is the curtain of the Shizi Mansion, Zheng Chenggong discussed the Northern Expedition with the generals for two years, many people think that it is not possible, only Chen Yonghua is the only one who thinks it is feasible. Zheng Chenggong was very happy, so he sent him to stay in Xiamen and assist his son Zheng Jing. Zheng Chenggong said to Zheng Jing: "Mr. Chen is a famous man today, I left him to assist you, and you should treat him as a teacher." ”

At the age of twenty-five, Chen Yonghua, who has become the "half-teacher" of the world, naturally has his advantages, and since the establishment of the Shizi Mansion, he has also won the trust of the Shizi, and the reason why he came to Jiangbei this time is also by order. And the servant who followed behind was named Tian San, but he was twenty-one or twelve years old, not to mention that he was clever, and he knew how to do martial arts, and it was because of this that Chen Yonghua would bring him to Jiangbei.

On the side of the road, Chen Yonghua saw the "platform" in the mouth of the boatman, and there was a large carriage more than a foot long parked at the platform, which was pulled by four horses, and many passengers were getting on the bus from back to home.

"Horse-drawn carriage ......"

Looking at the big carriage, Chen Yonghua's eyes were full of doubts, so that after coming to the platform, he looked at the carriage in the distance, and then looked at the pedestrians waiting on the platform on the side of the road, he stood there and looked at the stop sign, which clearly stated the direction of each carriage.

"Bus No. 1, Pier ......"

Like the people who first came to Qinghe many years later, they are often attracted by this public carriage, which is an "invention" just put into operation in February, unlike ordinary carriages, this carriage has a larger carriage, can seat 20 people, pulled by four horses, divided into two levels, and this public carriage originally had only two fixed lines, according to the operation method of the public carriage, allowing the carriage to stop at any position on the line to pick up and drop off passengers. As soon as the carriage was introduced, it quickly became popular, after all, it was cheaper than ordinary rental carriages.

Although the speed of public carriages has not increased compared to that of taxi carriages, and even slower because of the increase in passengers and the need to pick up and drop off passengers on the way, the number of passengers has increased significantly because of the decline in relative prices. Because of this, in just over a month, five routes have been opened in Qinghe County, and as many as 56 public carriages have been put into operation. The people of Qinghe are also adapting to the changes brought by public carriages to urban traffic at a very fast speed, and Chen Yonghua, as a foreigner, also enjoys the convenience brought by public carriages like outsiders.

Here, just as Chen Yonghua was looking at the stop sign, another carriage drove over there.

"No. 3 bus, the terminal stop is Qinghe Academy, and the ...... that passes along the way"

As soon as the car entered the station, there was a driver in the carriage shouting there, some of them got on the car for some reason, and then stood along the ladder to the second floor of the open air.

"Big, big young master, this, this person is only ten cents, but it's really not expensive......"

Sitting on the wooden chair, Tian San muttered, his Hokkien dialect was extremely noticeable in this carriage, but at this time, Chen Yonghua would care about this, he just held the handrail a little nervously, and his heart muttered with the sound of the horse's hooves, sitting in the second-floor open-roof, there was only one thought left in his mind - this Jiangbei is indeed different from Jiangnan.

It can be said that it is very different!

The paved road, the public carriage, and even the fare that only cost ten cents, everything was so novel that Chen Yonghua felt that he had come to the wrong place.

The sound of horses' hooves came into his ears from time to time, and for Chen Yonghua, who was sitting in the car, he looked at everything around him curiously.

"Qinghe seems to be completely different from Nanjing!"

"That's it, this little brother, he must be from out of town!"

As soon as Chen Yonghua's words fell, a middle-aged man in his forties in front of him said proudly.

"Look at this Qinghe City, how can Nanjing compare! Not to mention anything else, you see that there are so many people and cars on this street, but there has been the slightest congestion? ”

The smugness of the middle-aged man made Chen Yonghua stunned,

But no, it was only then that he was a little surprised to find that although the street was not very spacious, there was no chaos in Nanjing, all the pedestrians and carriages were walking along the right, and even in the middle of the road, there was a white line, and occasionally you could see soldiers in red military uniforms, patrolling in the middle of the street.

Nanjing, like Qinghe, has seen a significant increase in the number of horse-drawn carriages on the streets. Merchants and hawkers used horse-drawn carts, donkey carts, and ox carts to transport goods, and the development of various means of transportation created serious traffic congestion. To make matters worse, with the street vendors on the side of the road, the streets are extremely chaotic, with horse-drawn carriages and pedestrians often in a mess.

"Oh? This gentleman, why is there no congestion on the streets of Qinghe? ”

"Look?"

Seeing that the young man looked humbly asking for advice, the middle-aged man smiled and pointed to the soldiers who were patrolling on the side of the road and said.

"Without him, he will be tortured!"

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Has anyone ever maintained it on the streets of Nanjing? But as early as last year, Qinghe not only imposed traffic rules, but the military and police patrolling along the road were responsible for maintaining order and forcing vehicles and pedestrians to drive on the right. In order to allow pedestrians to go their own way, they even use horn sticks around their waists to beat pedestrians or drivers who violate traffic rules, and even the location of street vendors is regulated, and if they exceed the boundary, they will also be punished. Because of this, although Qinghe is more lively than Nanjing, there is no chaotic congestion scene in Nanjing on the streets. ”

"What if someone doesn't comply?"

"Naturally, it is to beat it with a stick and teach it to correct it!"

The middle-aged man's answer made Chen Yonghua stunned, he obviously didn't expect such an answer.

"Just hit it straight up?"

Tian San couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"What else, if you don't fight, will you let him block the big guy on this street? Just a few sticks up, a long memory, naturally there will be no more blockages for everyone, right? ”

The middle-aged man's answer made Chen Yonghua dumbfounded and couldn't believe what he said, he didn't expect that behind this seemingly quite ruled, there was such naked "tyranny".

"Of course, the soldiers also had the responsibility to check that the horses and carriages were not carrying dung pockets, so that the horses did not stain the streets and smell the city. In contrast, the streets of Nanjing, where there are no mandatory regulations, are full of horse dung and cow dung, and although there are dung gangs to collect it, the collection is not always so urgent. And if you look at this clear river, there is a trace of feces on the street. ”

Chen Yonghua, who was already extremely smart, although he was sitting in the carriage, he still easily saw the difference on the streets of Qinghe.

"There are some things here that Nanjing can learn in the future!"

While he was thinking like this in his heart, the sound of a newsboy waving a newspaper on the noisy street came to his ears.

"Former salt transport envoy Zheng Xiaru will be tried today to see how the government office will hear this case......"