"Academician Ling, he'll be here soon."
The person in charge of the escort was the head of the Beijing Military Region, who was now sitting next to Ling Yue and gave a sharp warning.
As soon as the words fell, everyone was on high alert, and even Ling Yue felt the murderous aura.
Ling Yue looked out the window, and her body's reaction told her that the plane was landing.
"Captain Liu, no matter what happens, please protect Mr. Zhu's body."
Captain Liu did not respond. The order he received was to protect Ling Yue and Zhu Lao at all costs. Both of them were indispensable.
Ling Yue took a deep breath. It was impossible not to be afraid. No matter how many times she experienced this kind of thing, she would be terrified.
"Don't worry, Comrade Zirun and Comrade Xiangzhong have already made arrangements with Mr. Zhu. There will be no danger."
Ling Yue nodded. The plane landed and she waited in the cabin for a report from outside. She would only go out after making sure there were no snipers.
Soon, a voice came from outside. Ling Yue stood up and got off the plane, and ordered:
"Please get off the plane, Mr. Zhu, and go home."
The rear door of the special plane that Mr. Zhu was riding in opened and the hearse slowly drove out of the cabin.
Ling Yue was also escorted down to the small car in the middle, with people following her from front, back, left and right. No one moved without orders.
"Contact the Palace Museum to prepare."
The road needs to be closed on the way to pick up the person. Even the common people who come to see the farewell need to have their identities checked before they are allowed to pass. The cemetery needs to be prepared for picking up and burying the person.
"Report, preparations are complete, Mr. Zhu can go home."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yue slowly exhaled a long breath and shouted, "Please ask Master Zhu to go home."
As soon as he finished speaking, the vehicle started to move slowly, keeping the distance between the front, back, left and right consistent and the speed the same, and it left the airport.
The road had been cleared, but there were still many people on both sides who came to see us off.
Even while sitting in the car, Ling Yue could still hear sporadic noises coming from not far away. They were the outer guards.
"Don't worry, Academician Ling, they can't get in."
There are three levels of guards, and they are the last level.
Ling Yue nodded without saying anything. As long as they didn't disturb the peace of the deceased, everything would be fine. If anyone really dared to come in, she wouldn't mind sending a missile as a return gift.
Since Qian Zilin invented the ballistic missile, it has not been actually used by other countries. She thought Qian Zilin would not mind her borrowing it.
Thanks to the help of comrades outside, the convoy drove into the cemetery safely. Seeing Mr. Zhu buried in the selected grave facing the square, Ling Yue felt empty in her heart. From then on, no one said that she bullied the old man.
"Academician Ling, Comrade Xiangzhong has instructed that a memorial service be held in the capital as well, and he will confer a title on Mr. Zhu at the memorial service."
"Awarding a title?" Ling Yue asked in confusion. As far as she knew, how could Mr. Zhu be awarded a title since he had not joined the party?
Her doubts were resolved by Qian Zilin who rushed back from the memorial service.
"Mr. Zhu applied to join the party in January and has been approved."
Only then did Ling Yue realize what had happened in such a short two years.
Zirun rarely appeared in public due to health reasons, but he still attended the memorial service in person this time and wrote the epitaph for Mr. Zhu: "Overcoming all difficulties and risking a hundred deaths in pursuit of true knowledge."
This is Mr. Zhu’s principle of life, and now it will stay here forever with Mr. Zhu.
Xiangzhong, who came with her, saw that Lingyue looked unhappy, so he could only touch Lingyue's head lovingly and said, "Lingyue, let's go. I'll take you home."
Ling Yue shook her head and refused. Xiangzhong was very busy recently and she rarely saw him since she lived in the compound.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would have wanted to go back to the Forbidden City directly, but he was worried about her.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm fine. Go and do your thing," Ling Yue pointed at Qian Zilin and said, "Uncle Qian, Aunt Jiang and I haven't seen each other for a long time. We haven't had a good chat yet."
Xiangzhong glanced at Qian Zilin and said without any hesitation: "Okay."
After sending these big men out, Ling Yue turned around and glanced at the photo of Master Zhu hanging on the wall, then turned around and left with Qian Zilin.
When I returned to Qian Zilin's house, the two children had already gone to bed, and the layout inside had not changed at all.
"Xiao Yueya, you must be hungry. Auntie will cook some noodles for you."
Ling Yue smiled and nodded: "Okay, thank you, auntie."
Qian Zilin looked at Ling Yue and felt that there was something wrong with this girl. She was too calm.
It seemed that Ling Yue only lost her composure for a moment in front of the Qinghai memorial service, and there was nothing wrong with her subsequent behavior.
But in this kind of situation, the real problem would be if there were no problem at all.
For a moment, Qian Zilin's mind was churning like a brainstorm.
"Ling Yue..."
Before Qian Zilin finished speaking, Ling Yue said, "Uncle Qian, it's all over."
Is it really over? Qian Zilin asked himself.
In the end, it can only turn into a helpless sigh.
"I'm currently in charge of several research projects, and the fiber optic cable project is also preparing to restart. Do you have any ideas?"
Let’s talk about work. When you work, you won’t think about other things.
Ling Yue was stunned for a moment, then quickly went over the remaining research questions in her mind.
"Uncle Qian went to the southwest some time ago to be in charge of aircraft research and development?"
"Not only that, every dynasty has relied on transportation for development. In the past, it was roads, and in modern times, trains and railways have been developed. As for the future, the above means that all land, sea, and air forces will develop."
Qian Zilin shook his head. Although this was one aspect, the development of the southwest was not like other places. The geographical environment, local customs and culture, etc., all determined that the aspects involved in the development of this place would be more complicated and difficult than other places.
"Marx said that the economic base determines the superstructure. Only when things can enter and people can leave can we bring advanced technology from outside to areas with poor transportation and develop these areas."
After saying this, Qian Zilin sighed, "I've taken people there several times in the past few years, and the data we got back from the surveys was not ideal."
"Let's not talk about other places. Just look at Guizhou, the only province in China without plains. If you want to develop, relying solely on roads and railways is unrealistic. Even if you want to build an airport, there's no flat land to be found."
Most of the arsenals were originally located in Guizhou. The main reason for this was that this place was easy to defend but difficult to attack.
The natural geographical environment has its advantages and disadvantages. Because of this geographical environment, development is extremely difficult.
After hearing this, Ling Yue didn't know what to do for a moment. She had never been there and her only impression of Guizhou was the issue of airplane parts last time.
"Have you discussed this with geographers and bridge experts?"
"Naturally, after several meetings, their idea of cutting through mountains and building bridges over rivers is very old-fashioned, but it is the most feasible."
"There are many difficulties, but there are also many solutions. Let's first develop the most feasible plan. We'll provide whatever is needed," Ling Yue said with a smile. "I don't understand construction, but if there are any tools, materials, or equipment needed, we'll provide them when the time comes. We have so many people in the Fifth Academy and the Chinese Academy of Sciences combined."
Once the plan is out and we know what equipment is needed, it will be easy.
After having dinner and agreeing to return to the Fifth Courtyard the day after tomorrow, Ling Yue left and returned to the main courtyard.
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