"Do you really plan to dominate the world in ten years?" Cao Peng immediately asked after returning to the camp.
"Maybe. But you have to know that military struggle is just a means. If you want to truly unify the country, politics and economy are the core." What Zhao Xin wants to say is that it may take more than ten years.
Although in another time and space, countless generous people came one after another to point out the way; but five years have passed, and everything has just begun in Beihai Town.
Both Zhao Xin and Chen Qingsong knew that it would be too difficult to go down this road. What you get on paper is shallow, but you know you have to do it! Perhaps Zhao Xin will spend his whole life wasted on it.
Gu Hongming is right. Physical braids are easy to cut, but braids in the head are not so easy to cut.
Cao Peng continued to ask reluctantly: "What do you mean by Zhu Ziyun? Why did Liu Yong react so loudly?"
Zhao Xin then gave a brief explanation, and then said to Cao Peng: "Do you understand? The most we can destroy is the destiny tradition, and the Taoist tradition is the core of the continuation of Chinese civilization. Without the courage to abandon me, there is no character. , there would be no pioneer who said, "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world."
Cao Peng said in surprise: "Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism is so contrary to human nature!"
Zhao Xindao: "There are two sides to the same thing. It's okay to pour dirty water, but if you throw dirty water on all the children... People always think about having the best of both worlds, but once we encounter specific difficulties, we are always habitual Let’s get everything out of the way first. Think carefully about what happened a hundred years before our time, and you’ll understand.”
Cao Peng said: "You mean May Fourth?"
Zhao Xindao: "No, I'm talking about the cultural anxiety of the scholar-official class."
Cao Peng clicked his tongue and said: "I didn't expect that your boss Zhao can do business and fight. He is still an intellectual at heart."
Zhao Xinxu kicked the opponent's ass and scolded him with a smile: "Who are you scolding? We are self-aware, at best we are just a knower."
Cao Peng glanced at Zhao Xin meaningfully, and had a new evaluation of this person in his heart. He didn't expect that Beihai Town had developed to this point, and this person could still be so clear-headed. In other words, you know how many bowls of dry rice you have to eat.
Zhao Xin suddenly said to Cao Peng: "Huh? Liu Luoguo said that you are from the Cao family in She County. Is it true?"
Cao Peng said proudly: "If it's true, we are the direct descendants of the 800-year-old Emperor Wu of Wei, and we have a family tree!"
"This time you are scolding Liu Yong to relieve your anger, but you have also been registered with the Manchu Qing Dynasty. If Qianlong finds out, he will definitely investigate the Cao family. This unreasonable disaster caused by Cao Wenqi and his son is quite unjust!"
"Hey, I suddenly remembered two people. Mr. Li Sheng of the Cao family has two disciples..."
The "Lisheng Gong" Cao Peng mentioned was Cao Zhenyong, Cao Wenzhen's son. Zhao Xin interrupted and said, "You mean Pan Shien and Lin Zexu, right? Don't think about it. Pan Shien will be the number one scholar in two years, and others won't follow him." Let’s hang out. As for the national hero, he’s just three years old now, why don’t you go pick him up?”
"Forget it, Hokkien is like a duck to me. I can't do it. You can find someone else to do this."
This negotiation between the Manchus and the Qing Dynasty ended in failure, and Liu Yong and Na Qitai returned home defeated.
After returning to the inn, Liu Yong returned alone to the main room where he stayed and was silent for a long time. He picked up a pen and began to draft a memorial to Qianlong. In the memorial, Liu Yong described the process of meeting Zhao Xin at great length. He even went so far as to explain Zhao Xin's words and deeds one by one, and carefully analyzed Zhao Xin's thoughts and attitudes. During this period, he also mentioned old events in Dongtai, The implication is that he and Zhao Xinshi are at odds with each other.
At the end of the memorial, Liu Yong concluded that Zhao Xin was the life-or-death enemy of the Manchu Qing court and the enemy of the scholar class. It is suggested that Qianlong must physically eliminate Zhao Xin for the sake of the common people in the world and Confucianism.
In the main room, three rooms away from Liu Yong's main room to the east, Qitai was sighing alone.
There is no more talk, what can I do? More than a thousand people can't keep up with the emperor! No, I have to ask He Shen for help when I go back, and find a way to transfer him to the west, preferably to Yili, far away from Zhao Xin.
While he was thinking about his escape, the soldiers outside the door came in and reported in a low voice that Chang Wu was back.
Qitai was short of money for his official position. He immediately called him in when he heard that. Before Chang Wu could come in to fight Qian'er, Qitai hurriedly asked: "Have you got the money?"
Chang Wu said with a sad face: "If I tell you, it's all because of your servant's incompetence in doing things."
Na Qitai asked: "How to say?"
Chang Wudao: "I met a short-haired thief official and locked up his slave without telling him. He also said that if I want to do business in the future, I will go to him directly?"
"Where is Wu Zhenzhou?"
"He used the money on the counter to collect a large batch of ginseng. However, they were confiscated by Zhao Thief's people and fined him a sum of money."
"Asshole, grandma!" Na Qitai patted the fire bed and said in his heart, Zhao Xin just bullied me. Where did this bullshit official come from? He asked: "What else did the man say?"
"He said that as long as I knew what he looked like, I would naturally understand what was going on."
"What does that bastard look like?"
But when Chang Wu told him about his appearance, Qitai immediately withered, thinking to himself, isn't this Zhao Xin! Why does this grandson get involved in everything? !
Chang Wu whispered: "Sir, I thought about it on the way back. This might be an opportunity."
Na Qitaixin said that it doesn't matter what you say, now the road from Ninggu Pagoda to Sanxing is blocked, and doing business with Beihai Town can make a lot of money just from ginseng. But this is collaboration with the enemy, and you may lose your head.
He walked back and forth in the room for a long time, thinking that he either didn't want to do this, or if he wanted to do it, he would do something big. At present, no one but Shanxi merchants can eat such a large amount of ginseng.
Thinking of this, he leaned into Chang Wu's ear and hummed in a mosquito-like voice: "Write a letter to Yuci's family and ask them to send someone over. No one can tell about this, not even your sister. Do you understand?"
When Chang Wuyi heard that there was a way, he suddenly became happy and said quickly: "The post road to Boduna is not closed yet. We don't need to contact the Yuci general manager. We can just go to Kulun through Zhelimeng League. There is beautiful Gongyu there." The shopkeeper’s friendship with me is just like peeing in the mud.”
After sending Chang Wu away, Na Qitai adjusted his mood, put on a heavy-hearted look, walked out of the main room slowly, and arrived at the door of the inn. He opened his telescope and looked across the Tuijiao River, and saw that the Beihai Navy was packing up tents, and figures were moving in the camp not far away.
After pretending to observe for a moment, Na Qitai had already made up his mind. All he could do about the ginseng issue was let the Chang family come forward, and he could just hide behind and collect the money. If something happens, then the middleman Chang Wu will be silenced.
Several Eight Banners soldiers guarding the door of the inn looked at Qitai and sighed for a while, and then thought deeply, saying to themselves that the master is really loyal to the country, look what he has been forced into by those rebel bandits! It's a pity that I'm just a soldier, I can't even be a leader, so I have no right to worry about the court!
Two days later, on the way back to Ninggu Pagoda, Cao Peng, whose mentality had changed a little, suddenly told Zhao Xin that he wanted to find something to do, and that he was no longer interested in blowing up landslides and rocks all day long.
Zhao Xin said this is not simple yet, should we go to civil administration or military administration? There is a shortage of people everywhere now.
The current route for cultivating talents in Beihai Town is three years in primary school, two years in technical school or cadre school, two years in civil affairs or military, and then retraining before being entrusted with important tasks. With this path, there is no one that cannot be cultivated in seven or eight years, just like a nine-year compulsory education.
We cannot even build an industrialized country if we only have primary school education, let alone an industrialized country.
Cao Peng's mind was not on civil affairs. He was thinking about drawing swords immediately. Man, fighting is so exciting. As soon as he mentioned his idea, Zhao Xin agreed: "That's okay. You go back to Wang Yuanfang. Now you can get used to the training base for a while and get familiar with the military system."
"Ah! Why? Fan Tong didn't even hear about going to the training base."
"Look at Fan Tong's fat appearance. If the mission hadn't been urgent, he would have had to go. Do you think he would have done well with Liu Sheng? It would be good if Liu Sheng didn't train him to lose two layers of skin!"
Zhao Xin was right. Fan Tong was tortured to death by Liu Sheng every day. If it weren't for that Polya who had been following her uncle Igor in the army, Fan Tong would not have suffered this crime. He would have sent a telegram begging Zhao Xin to take him back.
No, as soon as he finished being tortured by Liu Sheng, Fan Tong went to the logistics office, collected his share of cigarettes and canned meat for this month, and then went to look for the blonde girl.
"Polya~Polya~"
"Who is it?" The door of Igor's house opened, and the plump Natalia walked out with her waist in her arms. When she saw it was Fan Tong, her face suddenly beamed with joy.
Since the bespectacled Chinese named "Fan" began to pursue Polya, the living standard of Igor's family has skyrocketed. There are endless canned meats, endless amounts of good tea, and fragrant Chinese cigarettes, which are the envy of several neighbors.
"Fan, you are here, please come in and sit down! Natalia went to the shop in the south to buy needlework. There is still a lot of tea you brought last time. I will make tea for you."
Fan Tong has never thought about how to call Natalia. This woman is only 26 years old now, one year younger than him. It's definitely not appropriate to call her aunt, but if you call her "aunt" because of Polya, how mean would you be to call her...
"Uh, no. Here are the things for you. I'll leave first." Fan Tong walked up the steps, handed the bag in his hand to the other party, then hurriedly walked out of the yard, tightened his collar, and walked towards the grocery store. past.
Since Igor's family followed Liu Sheng's team to Kyakhta, the local Cossack families and Buryat people all knew that a little beauty had come to the city. But because Igor wore a navy uniform all day long and looked arrogant, no one dared to provoke Polya.
When Fan Tong walked into the grocery store, he immediately saw the tall and beautiful body tightly wrapped in a black fox fur coat. Because of race, Caucasian women's genes develop faster. Fourteen-year-old Polya is now a beautiful girl. If this were my hometown in Yenisei Province, people seeking marriage would definitely have crossed the threshold.
As soon as he entered the door, the warmth of the room quickly fogged up Fan Tong's glasses. He took off his glasses and wiped them, and ruffled his hair that was blown by the wind. Then he walked past the counter, pretending not to see Polya, and said to the boss in stiff Russian: "Give me that one." .”
When the grocery store owner saw the Chinese in military uniforms, he didn't dare to neglect him and asked with a smile on his face: "Who do you think it is?"
Fan Tong pointed to a bottle of soju on the shelf and said, "That's the one."
At this time, Polya, who had just picked out the silk thread, raised her head and saw Fan Tong inadvertently. She said with a surprised look on her face: "Fan, why are you here too?"
Under the dark gray plush turban, two big watery blue eyes blinked, like a pair of whirlpools, almost sucking Fan Tong in. There is a shallow, pink dimple on the tender cheek that is rich in collagen, which is constantly trembling due to the suppressed smile.
Under the open fox fur coat and the black velvet coat that tightly wrapped the strong and straight body, the slightly immature and not yet fully developed breasts bulged childishly.
Fan Tong's eyes quickly scanned the girl from head to toe. He looked at the waist of the other party's velvet coat and thought to himself that it was almost all legs, I like it!
The only flaw was Polya's hands, which were large and rough from work.
Polia looked at Fan Tong looking at her, and then she showed an innocent and slightly embarrassed look, thinking to herself, I have worn all the clothes you gave me, do they look good or not?
"It's been too cold recently. I want to visit you at your house. Isn't that a coincidence...hehe"
"Huh?" Polya blinked and asked curiously: "Fan, why have you lost weight? I haven't seen you for a week, and your face has become thinner."
"Ah! Really?" After Fan Tong finished speaking, he immediately pointed to a mirror on the shelf and motioned to the boss to bring it over.
The grocery store owner thought that the Chinese wanted to give the little beauty a gift, so he hurriedly took down a hand-held mirror inlaid with silver from the shelf. Fan Tong took it and didn't look at it. He looked directly at the mirror for a moment, and then he laughed.
"We are a lot more handsome. The so-called handsome man and beautiful woman are a match made in heaven!"
"Ah, this mirror is so beautiful!" Polya admired sincerely when she saw the silver pattern on the back of the mirror.
The grocer showed a proud look and introduced to Polya: "Miss, this is a top-quality product from Paris. I bought it from an officer last year. Because it was too expensive, I have never had it. People care.”
Fan Tong's Russian is still so-so at the moment, and he can communicate with Polya and his family just fine. When he saw Polya's expression, he turned over the mirror and looked at the back, and also let out an "ah" in praise.
"How much?" Everyone in Beihai Town's time travel is not short of money. Let's not mention that Mr. Zhao has four major gold and silver associated mines. The key is that in this time and space, even if you have money, you don't know what to buy. The rarest thing is fur. Considering the price of fur in the Northeast outside this era, even if you cover the toilet at home with sable fur, it will only cost a few hundred taels of silver at most.
What is the price of silver in another time and space? At worst, you can exchange RMB for silver!
"Three hundred rubles." The grocery store owner said to himself. Even if you are a high-ranking Chinese official, when you come to my shop, I will still have to kill you. Otherwise, why did I come all the way from Europe to this place? !
"Oh my God!" Polya exclaimed, covering her mouth. Three hundred rubles can buy fifty tons of flour. This is just a money grab!
"Wrap it up!" Fan Tongxin said that I am not short of money. As long as the little beauty likes it, I will also move the Jinshan Mountain...forget it, the Jinshan Mountain belongs to Mr. Zhao, and I will also move the Silver Mountain for her!
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