Escorting the people to Kinmen was supervised by Lin Xishan, and Zheng Xinguo was very relieved.

Taking advantage of the rare free time, Zheng Xinguo sat in the study and recorded the pitiful little scientific knowledge in his memory.

As an ordinary person, he can help himself now, and what he has an advantage over the Manchu Qing is his knowledge and vision that are 400 years ahead.

A good memory is better than a bad pen!

In order not to forget it in the future, Zheng Xinguo plans to record all of this.

Grabbing the brush with his hand, Zheng Xinguo struggled to draw on the rice paper hook.

At the end of the day, Zheng Xinguo's right hand was sore and swollen to death.

Two maids were called, one to help him rub his shoulders, and the other to help knead his little arms.

Zheng Xinguo's heart was dark, he had traveled through ancient times for so many days, and now he finally realized the benefits of being a traverser.

The maid is waiting, and it is two at a time.

In the future, even if you take three wives and four concubines, or even openly ** junior outside, you can do that the red flag at home does not fall, and the colorful flags flutter outside.

This day is simply a fairy-like enjoyment!

The only thing that was unpleasant was that looking at the dog-like calligraphy, Zheng Xinguo was helpless for a while.

Now in addition to those enthusiasts, how many people will learn calligraphy!

Being able to write with a brush can recognize it is the result of the blessing of Zheng Sen's memory.

But that's fine, these papers were lost that day, and they were not afraid of being picked up by the enemy.

Looking at the paper, the thick stack of paper was written down by Zheng Xinguo racking his brains to write down the scientific and technological knowledge and political economy in his memory.

The content is messy, and it's basically about writing whatever comes to mind.

When he saw the contents of gunpowder and steel manufacturing, Zheng Xinguo was a little annoyed.

He knew that the gunpowder was made from a mixture of saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal, but he could not remember what the exact proportions were.

Steel, he knew that he had to build a blast furnace, a blower, and coke. But what the process was, he didn't know at all.

……

I knew that I was going to be reborn, I should have chosen science back then, and at least I knew some professional knowledge of chemistry and physics, and I could build a weapon that was ahead of the times and help me sweep the world.

Fuck it now. Economics, which learns a little bit of everything, but learns nothing, has a bird of use in this era.

Forget it, compared to the people of this era, Lao Tzu knows the direction of scientific and technological research and development.

Find some professional talents to guide them in the direction of development, and you should be able to study some results and help yourself.

It took a week of busy work to move all the people of Anping to Kinmen.

The people were gone, Zheng Xinguo packed up his things and walked out of Zheng's mansion.

Standing in front of the door and looking at this once glorious symbol of the Zheng family, Zheng Xinguo felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

The home is gone, why do you keep this mansion?

Zheng Xinguo called his own soldiers to set fire to Zheng's mansion.

Hearing that the Zheng Mansion was going to be burned, Zheng Youde opened his mouth to persuade the country's surname Ye, "The eldest prince, this mansion can't be burned!" This is something that the old man picked up for a huge amount of money. If it is burned, the master's hard work will be gone. ”

I don't want to face this place that is destined not to belong to me, and at the same time, I want to inspire the soldiers.

Zheng Xinguo said: "This village was established by my father, but now that the country is ruined, what is the use of keeping this house." Go up in flames! From now on, if you can't defeat the Manchu Qing Dynasty, you will no longer have the shame to face your hometown fathers and elders, and you will never set foot in Anping. ”

Hearing what the eldest prince said, Zheng Youde was silent, sighed and left.

Under Zheng Xinguo's strict order, the soldiers were ruthless and set fire everywhere, and the once magnificent Zheng Mansion was lit with a raging fire.

Looking at the firelight, Zheng Xinguo stood at the door and was silent for a long time.

For this mansion, Zheng Xinguo has a strange feeling, he belongs here and does not belong here.

Burn it or not, and there will be no more memories of those who once belonged to "him".

With a sigh, Zheng Xinguo turned around and got on his horse, and when he was about to leave for Kinmen, he saw several personal soldiers carefully packing up the pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc. that Zheng Sen had used when he was studying.

As soon as he saw Zheng Sen's stationery when he was a student, Zheng Xinguo was annoyed.

In the war-torn era at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it was useless to be a scholar!

Blood and knives are the most critical and direct way to solve the problem.

If Zheng Sen of the Haikou family did not go to study, but continued to work as a sailor, a promising pirate profession, with his identity as the eldest son, I am afraid that he would have led the army alone.

Now Xiamen will not be under the control of Zheng Cai, and it is impossible for Lin Cha to defect to Guangdong with his soldiers.

I don't have to work so hard, I have to fight hard from scratch.

This damn pen, ink and paper view!

Zheng Xinguo ordered those soldiers to carry those reading utensils and go straight to the Confucian Temple in Anping.

The group walked to the front of the Confucian Temple, and Zheng Xinguo walked in with his head held high.

See the clay and stone statue of Confucius that has been enshrined in the temple for thousands of years.

A Confucian doctrine that has been eunuchized by Dong Cheng will only gradually polish away the national blood, what is the use of learning it!

If it weren't for the need to recruit some people with lofty ideals, Zheng Xinguo almost wanted to smash it.

Zheng Xinguo ordered his soldiers to place Confucian costumes, crowns, and belts in front of the statue of Confucius.

Because there were many people present, Zheng Xinguo in order to have scribes and others to take refuge in him in the future, even if he advocated martial arts, he could only read at this time: "In the past, he was a son, and now he is a general, go to his back and stay, and do his own thing." I would like to thank the Confucian Yi and pray for the ancestors. ”

After reading, Zheng Xinguo asked his soldiers to burn the green clothes, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that they used to wear when they used to study.

From today on, there will be no Zheng Xinguo, and there will be no Zheng Sen, some just want to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, recover Taiwan, and strengthen the prestige of our Chinese Zheng Chenggong, and Zheng Chenggong who will become a benevolent if he does not succeed!

From today onwards, abandon literature and follow martial arts!