Volume VIII 1370 The Enemy Meets Again

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"Sixty thousand, so much?" The staff officers in the big tent were also surprised by this number, they knew that Long Ye was progressing smoothly, but who knew that he could reach this point.

The golden-eyed snapper smiled and said, "This is less to say, some of the 60,000 young people are the remnants of the Qing Kingdom on the east bank of the Ussuri River, those people have long hated the Rakshasa ghosts, and they did not fail to respond to the order of the Dragon Master!"

"The rest of the big head is on the west side of the Ussuri River, that is, in the northeast region, and the people outside the border are wild and straight-tempered, so they admire good men...... Long Ye himself is a big high-roller in the rivers and lakes, and he is well-known, and occasionally makes a show of his skills, and all the beards and dreadlocks outside the gate are all dumbfounded, and no one is unconvinced!"

And the local people are more direct...... It's not that the people don't have a conscience, it depends on whether the soldiers do it or not, we have never seen a soldier who gives money for food and housing in our lives, and they don't spoil women and don't rob things, they still help with work......"

"The key is that these soldiers are actually composed of scholars, except for the Fusang soldiers, all Chinese soldiers are actually scholars! His grandmother's, even Xiucai went to this army to work hard, don't we follow the chaos that isn't a tiger?"

The goldeneye sea bream learned the accent of the people outside the gate, and learned it vividly, in exchange for a lot of laughter in the big tent.

Xiao Letian nodded, "Yes, on the land of China, the people's respect for scholars and intellectuals is born from the blood, and Master Long's trick is beautiful!"

"In fact, how much money is given to the local people, it is not as effective as opening a compulsory literacy class, the prince of heaven and earth, the teacher, the teacher occupies a share of the human ethics! One day is a teacher and a father for life, those who learn to read from our hands, and those who understand the truth, will follow us forever in this life!"

"Hey...... Who made that incompetent court unwilling to do these things? They don't do what we do! In the bitter cold land outside the Guan, it is a problem for the people to eat, and no one is willing to promote compulsory education at all!"

"They don't educate, we Chinese come to educate, I don't care if he is an Oroqen or a wild Jurchen, or a Mongol, as long as they want to learn, we will teach...... The children we teach will be close to us for the rest of their lives!"

"Yes, that's right! Master Long's experience must be written in the military regulations and in the Chinese code, which is the basis of our future national policy!"

The inside of the military tent suddenly became excited, and people put down their lunch boxes and began to talk to each other, and some people were shorthand about the conversation. The two of them never expected that the matter they reported to the prime minister was so important that it would be written in the Chinese code.

Although the beginning and end of this policy are not their own, but they are also errands, as long as there is their own name in the meeting minutes, they are already destined to go down in history.

Just as everyone was discussing whether it was feasible for the army to promote compulsory education, the curtain of the military tent was lifted, and a guard in the light rain reported: "Report to the prime minister! The prisoners have been cleaned, do you want to bring them in?"

The big tent suddenly fell silent, and Xiao Letian nodded, "Bring it in, prepare three sets of utensils, let's not abuse the prisoners!"

Molière was pushed in, his lips were white from the cold, he hadn't changed his clothes in the past few days of fighting, there was no place to wash in the shower, muddy water, blood, and sea water soaked his whole body, plus the shovel of horse manure that the alfonsino fed him, made his whole body smell.

Such a person did not dare to show the prime minister, don't smoke it, a group of guards took the three to a small stream, and forced the three of them to take off their clothes and bathe with bayonets.

It was the most humiliating day of Molière's life, when a group of Oriental savages forced the three of them to undress with bayonets, and dozens of people around him watched and whistled, and he was watched like the lowest prostitute in Paris.

What is even more shameful is that the reporters accompanying the army in the Chinese army actually recorded this qiē with a camera, Molière really wanted to die, he really wanted to die at that moment.

Take a bath, brush your teeth, change your clothes...... When the three captives appeared in front of Xiao Letian, they actually exuded this faint smell of soap all over their bodies, which was really whitewashed.

"Sit down, are you hungry?" Xiao Lotian didn't wait for Molière to answer, and directly pushed the broth and bread over, "This is not a French soup, but my own oriental soup, but the bread is very similar to baguettes, it is very crispy when baked over the fire, you eat a little more......"

Molière looked at Xiao Letian fiercely, this was the second time he saw Xiao Letian's true face, both times he was a prisoner, the first time he was captured in Tanggu, and this time he was on Amami Island. Xiao Lotian is his nemesis!

However, the gurgling stomach betrayed him, and Molière took the lunch box and said coldly, "The dignified Chinese prime minister, I don't think it's going to be poisoned, thank you!"

"You still speak English to me, I'm just starting to learn French and German, and I'm not proficient!" Xiao Lotian smiled and turned back to the guard to ask for a bottle of rum, and poured a glass for each of the three captives.

"You drink, I'm fighting, you can't drink if you have military discipline!"

Molière didn't talk nonsense, the spoon desperately filled his mouth, prawns, diced abalone, kelp, beef...... His neck was straight when he ate it with crispy bread, and when he choked the hardest, he looked up at half a glass of wine, and used the wine to push the food down.

After drinking the wine, Molière was not polite, and pushed the empty cup in front of Xiao Letian, which meant that he wanted another glass, and Xiao Letian wanted to pour wine.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Luo Huo is angry and is about to start beating people, "You little Wang Ba Lamb, you don't have a face to ......" Xiao Lotian immediately raised his hand to stop Luo Huo's fist.

He smiled, and poured another glass of wine to the brim, "Drink! You shouldn't have eaten anything serious for three days, right?" Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

Two lunch boxes of thick soup, a large piece of bread, and two glasses of spirits were also eaten, and Molière finally came back to his senses. He sneered and watched Xiao Letian's empty wine glass turn back and forth.

"Military regulations, don't drink alcohol, you Xiao Lotian is now the actual emperor of the Chinese people, will you have no privileges?" Molière looked disdainful, "Yes, I am also from a noble background, I have seen many more kings than you, I don't know what kind of life they have?"

"Don't pretend to be in front of me, let alone put any Mingjun's score in front of your men! Who can you fool?" Molière said in Chinese, and the meaning of mockery and provocation was very obvious.

Everyone in the military tent was immediately furious, and said in their hearts that this bastard has already been imprisoned and is still so dishonest?

But Xiao Lotian didn't get angry, he smiled and shook his head, "I know you have a great tongue, but it's a little worse than me, don't brush this little cleverness with me, I won't be angered by you, and you don't understand the feelings in our Chinese people, if you can make a few words to stir up contradictions, how can we create so many miracles along the way?"