When Emperor Xianfeng of Beijing was eating rice balls, he waited for the results of the Jiangnan camp and the twists and turns of Guoxing's petition, of course, he did not wait for the good news of He Chunke's return to Nanjing. It was the various units of the Jiangnan battalion that annihilated more than 20,000 elite people of the main force of the Taiping Army, recovered Liuhe, and seriously injured the Taiping Army generals Wu Ruxiao, Gong Deshu and others, and there was nothing else. Zeng Guofan's side progressed more smoothly, Hu Linyi and Duolong'a Jinbing Shipai defeated Chen Yucheng who rushed back to help, and Zeng Guofan also garrisoned Susong, which had the potential to take Anqing, the gateway to Nanjing.

Guo Xing's plea is very interesting, and it is very contrary to the common sense of officialdom to defeat yesterday's me. In the compromise, he frankly admitted that his so-called plan was just a temporary idea of his own, and the actual situation was completely his own rash advance, and it caused great trouble to the friendly forces of various departments, and affected Hechun's plan for Jiangnan. While regretting it, he applied to the imperial court to punish him severely, and at the same time returned the battle flag given by Emperor Xianfeng with guilt, claiming that he had insulted Shengming.

When I first saw the fold, Xianfeng really moved the idea of repairing Guoxing'a, damn, it made Lao Zibai happy. However, when he saw the detailed battle report and the battle flag submitted by Guoxing'a, Xianfeng was a little reluctant. The battle flags covered with bullet holes and blood stains seemed to make Xianfeng's eyes appear again The shirtless young hero who was fighting in the bush of thousands of horses. Of course, if Xianfeng knew that this battle flag actually had nothing to do in the battle, the effect in front of him was all processed by Guoxing'a art, and Xianfeng could immediately override Guoxing'a.

In addition to the blood-stained battle flags and the results of the battle, half of the 20,000 Taiping troops annihilated by the Jiangnan battalion were actually killed by Guoxing'a, and this kind of record is really not suitable for punishment. And this time, there is also a praise for Guo Xing'a, Zhang Guoliang, who is a senior, was shocked by those corpses, and repeatedly rendered in his own twists and turns, and even praised Guo Xing'a to death. Synthesizing the information in this way, Xianfeng finally decided to let go of Guo Xing'a, no reward or punishment, and this result was the same as Guo Xing's expectation when he wrote the recital.

Guoxing'a, who fled back to Jiangnan, went to the Jiangnan camp as soon as possible to find Hechun to plead guilty. Because of the two social geniuses of Xiande and Xishou, the angry Hechun also forgave Guoxing, but Hechun also put forward a condition. The beautiful blueprint outlined by Guo Xing'a before is impossible, but Xianfeng has already believed it, and Guo Xing'a must find a way to settle Xianfeng by himself. He Chun made this request, firstly, he did not want to take responsibility, and secondly, he also wanted to see how strong Guo Xing'a was in front of the emperor.

Xianfeng's edict was conveyed to the Jiangnan camp, and it was already more than ten days later for He Chun to marvel at the huge energy of Guoxing A's imperial front. Guo Xing'a is now happily returning to the base camp of the deserted village, preparing to celebrate the first Spring Festival after his crossing, and by the way, he will talk to his new captive. The Dragon and Tiger Battalion did not take prisoners in Guoxing'a in the first battle, and some were also killed by Bi Yuntao, and this new prisoner was captured by the sailors when Guoxing'a crossed the Yangtze River. Because this child was too special, Guo Xing'a spent a hundred taels of silver to buy him from the sailor, and then Guo Xing'a had a Chinese captive who wore a suit and spoke English.

"What's your name?" Guo Xinga practiced his high school English, this strange child had not spoken a word of Chinese since he was caught, and Guo Xinga suspected that he might not, so he spoke English very accommodatingly.

"My name is Rong Hong, and my name is cute." The captives can speak Chinese, but obviously Chinese is very poor, and must speak very slowly in a peaceful environment. Rong Hong was actually shocked, in addition to those compradors and believers on the beach, he had only seen a guy in Chinese mainland who could speak Hong Kong-style English, and he never expected to meet another one who could speak northeastern-style English, of course, Rong Hong didn't know where the northeast was.

"Do you speak Chinese?" Guo Xing'a is a little depressed, this guy is not honest!

"Yes,...... but I can't speak fluently. Rong Hong wanted to speak Chinese all the time, but after trying the second half of the sentence for a long time, he said it in English.

"You can speak slowly, but let's try to speak Chinese, but let's try to say Chinese!" Guo Xinga thought for a long time, and did not know what "fluently" meant, so he could only speak Chinese slowly and vaguely.

"Yes, sir!" These four words were so loud that they were all spoken, but the accent was strange, like a foreigner who had just learned Chinese.

"You don't look like Long Hair, but I want you to give me a reasonable explanation for why you are near Nanjing." Goxinga felt that he had hope of ending his English conversation practice.

"I'm a tea merchant." Rong Hong's words are very clear, and he should say them often.

"Alright! I believe you, tell me where you came from! Guo Xing'a is more interested in Rong Hong's origin, and Hong Renji is definitely not as foreign as the guy in front of him.

"My lord, thank you for redeeming me from the barbaric soldiers, I will compensate you for your losses, but I am a legitimate American businessman, please release me!" Rong Hong was brought back by Guo Xing'a and there was no special treatment, he had been locked up for two days and confined for two days, and he had an infinite desire for freedom.

"You're sure you're American!" Goxinga began to suspect that Yung Hong was a Chinese laborer who had been kidnapped by the Americans in the early days.

"of course (of course)!" Rong Hong habitually replied in English, but fortunately Guo Xing'a understood this sentence.

"Do you have any proof?" Guo Xing'a was already feeling the assimilation education of Europe and the United States in his heart.

"I have a passport!" Yung Hong is really an American who has become an American citizen.

Guo Xing'a didn't speak, but stretched out his hand to Rong Hong, you said you can take it out!

"Thrown into the water by those savage soldiers!" Rong Hong was embarrassed, his luggage was coaxed by the Qing army's sailors, and he saw his passport fall into the Yangtze River with his own eyes.

"Anything else?" Guo Xing'a thinks that what Rong Hong said is not fake, but the United States, where there are still a large number of black slaves, will issue a passport to a Chinese? Rong Hong won't have a labor certificate in his hand!

"I'm a Yale graduate and I have a bachelor's degree!" This is not the first time that Rong Hong's passport has been snatched, and he once proved that he is an American in Shanghai with this.

"Where are you?" Guo Xinga was shocked that there were Chinese graduates at Yale in this era.

"What?" Guo Xing'a spoke too fast, and Rong Hong couldn't keep up.

"What school did you graduate from?" Guo Xinga slowly asked again.

"I have a bachelor's degree from Yale University." Rong Hong replied in the affirmative.

Guo Xing is stupid, there is still such a thing. Of course, Guo Xing'a, who specializes in weapons, did not know that Rong Hong was the first Chinese student to graduate from Yale University in the United States, and was a pioneer in the cause of Chinese students, and was known as the "father of Chinese students." In the late Qing Dynasty, this very patriotic American made history famous because he promoted and managed two major events: the construction of the first complete machine factory in modern China - Shanghai Jiangnan Machinery Manufacturing Bureau; The first batch of government-funded children to study in the United States were organized. In modern China, the eastward spread of Western learning, the Wuxu Reform and the Xinhai Revolution, Rong Hong has made indelible contributions.

"What major are you studying, metallurgy, chemistry, physics, mining, mechanical engineering, medicine......" Yale University is a talented student! Guo Xing Ah can be regarded as picking up a treasure, and immediately asked about Rong Hong's major, and he reported all the practical subjects he could think of, but Rong Hong didn't mean to nod.

"That's not what I learned." Rong Hong replied with a smile, he was also surprised, Guo Xing'a knew too much.

"Mathematics, philosophy, management, ......" Guo Xing'a reported some basic disciplines again, but Rong Hong still didn't mean to nod, Guo Xing's heart was a little cold, this buddy has learned cold enough.

"My lord, I'm a bachelor of English literature." Yung Hong clearly loves his subject.

"Great Britain...... What's that? "Guo Xing'a is a little crazy, this guy is not a student of British history, right!

"English Literature!" Rong Hong has a young temperament.

"Ahh Goshinga has collapsed, and it is not as good as British history!

"Shakespeare!" Rong Hong felt that the erudite Guo Xing'a should know this master.

"Your uncle!" Except for scolding the street, there is nothing to express Guo Xing's mood at this moment, it's easy to go to Yale University, what are you studying!

"What did you say?" Rong Hong stood up, he also went back to China for a while, he couldn't understand anything else, he could understand the scolding. The easiest thing to learn about any language is to swear the street, and Yale's bachelor's degree is no exception.

"Sorry! I'm out of shape, you stay! I have many orphans here, and I am also hope for the future, so stay and teach them English! Guo Xing'a's mood plummeted, and the only point available to Rong Hong was probably good English.

“I came back to change my motherland ,instead of being an English teacher.” Rong Hong's mood also came up, and there was no Chinese word left, fortunately, all the words in this sentence had been learned before high school, otherwise Guo Xing'a would have been blind.

"You're going to write Romeo and Juliet in English to save China!" The more Guo Xing'a thought about Rong Hong's profession, the more depressed he became, of course, he didn't have a good word.

"Of course I have my way." Rong Hong, who is already thirty-two years old, is very angry about the contempt of the teenage Guo Xing'a for him.

"Tell me about it! Hong Renji won't believe you! "Goxinga doesn't care.

"Humph!" Rong Hong's confidence is a little insufficient, he really just met Hong Renji, and just like Guo Xing'a said, Hong Renji did not regard him as a hope for the future.

"Forming an army according to scientific principles; the establishment of the Armed Forces Academy to train talented officers; the establishment of the Naval Academy to train the navy; organization of a civil government, with intelligent and experienced men acting as advisers to the various administrations; Establish a banking system and set standards for weights and measures; Establish a system of schooling at all levels for the people, using the Bible as one of the textbooks; Establish a complete set of industrial school system. Rong Hong talked eloquently, these suggestions were the seven suggestions he had made to Hong Renji before. However, his heroic spirit did not last long, unlike Hong Renji, who occasionally interjected to ask, Guo Xing'a looked at him coldly like a stone statue, and did not say a word. Guo Xing'a's attitude made Rong Hong very uncomfortable, and he gradually felt that this child had become terrifying, and there seemed to be some terrifying shadows emanating from his back.

In history, Rong Hong was probably impressed by Zeng Guofan in this way, of course Guo Xing'a did not have the momentum of Zeng Guofan, who was an ascetic mind, and he didn't speak because he had an aura, but because he was about to die. The terrifying aura that Rong Hong felt was, of course, not the powerful personal aura of Zeng Guofan, but the murderous aura brought by the blood river of Guoxing A's corpse mountain, and Guo Xing'a had already moved to kill him.

Rong Hong is a patriotic person, he could have stayed in the United States to be a little blind, and be a happy literary coffee, why bother to travel thousands of miles to return to the crisis-ridden China. He saw the crisis, he wanted to save this motherland he loved so much, he had a dream of making his country strong and rich, but his path was too far away. This is not to blame Rong Hong, everyone's thoughts are related to his upbringing, Rong Hong received church education since he was a child, and he couldn't even understand Chinese. As a student who has just stepped out of school, his way to save the country is, of course, to copy everything in Europe and the United States, and turn China into the United States of the East.

"Banana Man!" Guo Xing'a forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

"Banana?" Rong Hong couldn't understand what Guo Xing'a meant, and he couldn't understand his statecraft, why he changed back to such an evaluation.

"Yellow skin and white heart, you are really not Chinese!" Guo Xing'a was a little sad for Rong Hong. If Xing'a had known that it was because of this banana man's problem that the first batch of Chinese students to study in the United States had died, he would have been even more sad.

In fact, this is not the problem of that person, but the problem of the times, and that group of international students did not turn their backs on the motherland because of the banana man problem, and they were equally patriotic. It's just that in that era when the Chinese were too eager to be rich and strong, too many people overcorrected, and the comprehensive denial of Chinese tradition almost became the label of that era.

"You'd better go teach English! Let's talk about the future from the beginning! "Goxinga tried to be as kind as possible.

"I ......" Rong Hong still wanted to argue.

"I don't want to kill you!" Guo Xing'a, who kills people, has a murderous aura that comes out of his body.

“yes sir. (Yes)! Rong Hong was frightened back by all his words.