Scholars in the courtyard

West Garden.

The old man walked back and forth in the garden, his face full of fatigue and anxiety.

He had just returned not long ago, and the disaster struck again.

When he first heard about this, he felt dizzy.

But he still gritted his teeth and held on, not falling down.

Because everyone needed him.

He couldn't fall down.

The afterglow of the setting sun carved lines on his cheeks, and his back even covered the flowers beside him.

Then, there was a long sigh.

Many disasters.

The people on this land were walking out of the quagmire of disasters, and just as they were about to see a ray of light, they stumbled again.

Fortunately, they can still stand up.

Thump thump thump

The footsteps came, and the old man looked up and saw Tong Xiaolong walking over quickly, "Chief, the telephone line has been repaired."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man immediately ran to the study and picked up the phone.

"Help me connect the line."

He said quickly, waited for a moment, and finally the phone rang.

After a while, a familiar voice came from the other side.

"Old Chen, how are you doing?"

"Chief, this time it's still in Shunde, not far from the last earthquake zone."

Old Chen's voice came, the voice was urgent, and one could even hear the deep fatigue in it.

"Fortunately, we were prepared in advance this time and carried out publicity and reminders. Although it was a bit hasty, the effect was quite good."

"So the casualties this time were not large, compared to the first time, it can be said that there were much fewer."

"Now we are preparing people to go to the surrounding area to assist in the work."

Old Chen's words made him feel relieved. As long as the people are fine, everything else is not a problem.

"Old Chen, you have to take care of yourself, take care of yourself."

The old man said sincerely. He knew Old Chen's health. It was not good in the early years. In recent years, he adjusted his diet according to the advice of the alliance experts and got better.

But in the disaster area, where are the conditions.

The last time I went there, I saw that he was haggard.

Before leaving, I also asked him to pay attention to his work and rest, but this time there was an earthquake again, and you can imagine his work.

"Chief, now when I close my eyes, I see those homeless people. How can I sleep?"

"This earthquake damaged the houses again. Most of the remaining houses have become dangerous and cannot be lived in."

"Right now, there is a lack of tents, food, medicine, clothes, in short, everything is missing."

As Chen Lao said, the old man also responded, "Don't worry, we have allocated supplies and will send them to you immediately."

"I know, I'm going to the hospital to see, the situation there is quite tense, let's talk about it later."

"Okay. You must take care of yourself."

"Yeah, you too."

After hanging up the phone, the old man was about to drink a sip of water, and the phone on the table rang again.

"Hello!"

"What? Okay, I know."

After hanging up the phone, the old man didn't care about drinking water, and immediately picked up the phone and dialed out.

After a call, he hung up, and then dialed again.

Until the evening, the old man's body had never touched the chair.

Tong Xiaolong on the side was worried and wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't get a word in at all, so he could only worry by the side.

‘It would be great if Secretary Tang was here.’

Guangdong Mansion.

Tang Mingyue was walking in the corridor, holding her belly. As the due date was approaching, the doctor told her to walk more.

Fortunately, the baby in her belly was not big, so her walking was not affected much.

But at this time, she was still walking very fast.

She came to the door and knocked gently, but there was no sound from inside.

Then she opened the door and saw the uncle inside was on the phone. When he saw her, he stretched out his hand and asked her to come in and sit down first.

“I know, okay.”

The uncle hung up the phone with a serious face.

Just seeing Tang Mingyue smile again, “I told you to rest, why are you working again?”

Tang Mingyue smiled first, then picked up the report in her hand, “Uncle, take a look at this.”

“There are many people from Southeast Asia at the Peninsula Hospital.”

The uncle took it and looked at it, his face serious.

"Uncle, our current supply is barely balanced. If these people are added, the medicine will be tight."

"Also, last time Leader Han sent a message that the doctors in the hospital have been taking turns during this period. If they don't rest, it may affect their work."

After listening to this, the uncle rubbed his brows and said, "There is even worse news."

Tang Mingyue's face was stern.

"Just now I received news that there was another earthquake in Shunde. This time it was stronger than the first time, at least 7.5, and there will be more later."

"This loss is too big."

"Now materials are in short supply, and the railway department is urgently repairing the railway. When the time comes, transportation must also give priority to ensuring transportation to the disaster area."

"Also, a workshop in the pharmaceutical factory in Sijiucheng was destroyed because of this."

"If you want to resume production, the output will also be reduced by one third. Now they are trying to find a way."

After speaking, the uncle looked up, his expression was full of helplessness.

Just when things started to get better, it was a blow to the head.

Tang Mingyue was naturally aware of the situation in the country. His family was too poor. One earthquake was fine, but with the continuous earthquakes, the landlords had no surplus food.

"Is the situation at the pharmaceutical factory so serious?"

Tang Mingyue suddenly asked, thinking of something.

Uncle nodded, "Yes, Yang Xiaotao reported it personally, it must be true."

Hearing this name, the worry in his heart suddenly dropped.

But then he frowned again.

Nowadays, relying on the cornucopia of Peninsula Hospital, it can be said that it is making money every day.

Last year, the combined foreign exchange of all industries in the country was only 12 billion yuan. However, from January 1st to now, in less than three months, the Peninsula Hospital has sent 800 million US dollars to the country. According to The current exchange rate is almost 2 billion yuan.

At this rate, this place alone is equivalent to a year's total foreign exchange.

And this is still the early stage. If medicines can keep up, this number will be even more exaggerated.

But now, I was interrupted, and I was really unwilling to do so.

"Mingyue!"

Suddenly, the uncle was holding a cigarette, his expression became wise, and Tang Mingyue immediately raised her head.

"You immediately draft a notice to the effect that our country is facing a serious natural disaster."

"In view of this, we will exchange medicines for supplies."

"Moreover, priority will be given to exchanging supplies."

Tang Mingyue seemed to have caught something, "Uncle, do you want them to transport the things themselves?"

"Absolutely, we may not be able to buy things if we have money, but if we let them transport it themselves, wouldn't that be enough?"

"Food, cloth, clothes, tents, etc., as long as they are materials, we will replace them."

Tang Mingyue understood in her heart, "Okay, I'll get ready right now."

After leaving, the uncle thought for a while, picked up the phone again, and called Shanghai Shipyard.

Shanghai, Navy Headquarters.

The one-armed old man is sitting on a chair and looking at documents.

A young man walked in at the door, carrying a thermos bottle in his hand, came behind the old man, and filled the water glass on his left hand with water.

"Grandpa, get ready to eat."

The one-armed old man glanced at his grandson in front of him and smiled kindly, "Xiao Anzi, why are you back?"

"Hey, the sailors have a day off, I'll come back to see you."

Chen An pulled out a stool and sat down, looking at the documents on the table with a curious expression.

"What are you looking at? This is what you can see."

Although the old man's voice was scolding, there was a look of doting on his face that was visible to the naked eye.

"Grandpa, are we going to build a big ship?"

"You kid, why are you asking this?"

"Grandpa, I heard from people on the boat that we want to make a bigger boat so that we can install bigger cannons and shoot farther."

The one-armed old man laughed and then shook his head.

"Our big ship is not equipped with cannons."

"Why?"

Chen An asked puzzledly. In his opinion, those battleships and their thick gun muzzles were the most powerful weapons for defending the sea.

The old man stretched out his left hand and stroked his grandson's head. This grandson was no longer young this year, but his knowledge was still limited around him.

Thinking that Captain Yang recognized that grandson, his current achievements were even higher than his own.

The reason why they were able to study large ships was thanks to the models that people had traveled thousands of miles to build.

And the large ship they are now enlarging to equal proportions has brought them new ideas and opened new doors.

If this big ship or even the big ships in the future are built, that guy will have a share of the credit.

And all their sailors owe someone a favor.

"Xiao Anzi, in this era, cannon is no longer the overlord."

Chen An pursed his lips and continued to ask, "The cannon is gone, so what should we pretend to be?"

The one-armed old man smiled, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Our big ship is equipped with airplanes."

Ring ring ring

As he finished speaking, the phone rang.

The old man stretched out his left hand to pick up the phone, and stood up from his seat in the next second. His whole person became serious and iron-blooded.

"Chief!"

"Yes, I understand. I will arrange the fleet right away."

After hanging up the phone, the old man had a murderous look in his eyes.

"Xiao Anzi, after you finish your meal, go back by yourself."

Chen An nodded and did not ask.

Under night.

At the harbor, a destroyer slowly sailed out and headed south.

On the ship shrouded in darkness, the newly repaired deck and the replaced name Su guarded the origin of this destroyer.

The flag placed at the highest point rustled in the night wind.

Behind it, six of the latest fishing boats came out one after another, followed the destroyer, and disappeared into the night.

peninsula hospital

When Han Xuanfeng got the document sent by Tang Mingyue, he was silent for a moment, then picked up the document and went to discuss it with Fo Langji in Haojing.

After this period of cooperation, the two parties have already established a basis for cooperation.

In particular, the answer given by the defenders of the Peninsula Hospital during the last attack on people who were living a good life simply frightened the French people.

If nothing else, these people stationed at the hospital could sweep through Hao Jing if they really wanted to fight.

Of course, this only talks about the strength on the ground.

What they really relied on were the three gunboats staying in the port.

Although they are all products from ten years ago, compared to the opposite, this is already a remarkable existence.

It is precisely because of the support of these three gunboats that they can stand straight when they speak.

However, they also know that now is the time for win-win cooperation. It would be great for everyone to make money together.

When Han Xuanfeng found the Folangji people to communicate, he wanted to exchange medicines and houses through the port.

After hearing this, Franji immediately shook his head and rejected it.

Wharfs, especially military wharves where gunboats dock, are not open to casual access, as that would be detrimental to the country's face.

Han Xuanfeng spent a lot of time talking, but the other party still refused to let go. These guys were as greedy as bean worms. They were more active than anyone else when making money. Now they were talking about loyalty and honor, which made him sick.

If it wasn't impossible, he, Han Xuanfeng, would have sent people to drive armored vehicles in and shoot these guys.

No matter how hard he tried, it still didn't work.

As a result, on the morning of the second day, the Portuguese suddenly found Han Xuanfeng and thought they could talk.

This sudden change made Han Xuanfeng unable to recover, and he felt that the other party was teasing him.

Until he received news that the fleet in Shanghai won a victory in the strait last night and destroyed three gunboats of the other party.

Only then did he understand that there were only three gunboats in the other party's harbor?

Han Xuanfeng laughed happily, and then thought of the changes before and after these Portuguese, and fully understood the wise saying.

Truth is only within the range of the cannon.

Dignity is only on the edge of the sword.