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"Mr. Zeng, I have been in Shanghai for more than half a year, what advice do you have for what we have done?" Lin Haifeng looked at Zeng Guofan and asked very sincerely.

"This ......" Zeng Guofan owed himself and reached out to take the tea sent by Jin Mei. Yes, for more than half a year, he has carefully read a lot of books published here, as well as newspapers in Shanghai and Tianjing. Even before An Wang returned to Shanghai, accompanied by this happy bird-like An Changjin, he traveled almost all over the towns and villages near Shanghai in his spare time, and also went to Suzhou. He saw the pride of the peasants with joy on their faces, after toiling in their fields and handing in the finest grain they had laid at the public grain collection office. I saw the "Westernization Movement" in full swing in various places, saw the emerging factories rising from the ground, and saw the boiling Beijing-Shanghai railway construction site. He also saw the schoolchildren who used to not even be able to put on a full pair of pants, but now they sat carefree in the spacious and bright classrooms, singing the "International Song" in their childish voices, and enjoying the joy of their childhood.

Of course, he also saw the foreigners who rushed to China to pan for gold, the scenes of them learning Chinese for their own purposes, and the helplessness or frustration of some of them when they left this land. If it is said that in the face of the Celestial Empire and the Manchu Qing, the old and the new, Zeng Guofan can still ignore it, and even feel that the Manchu Qing is nothing more than a wise emperor for the time being, otherwise it may not be inferior to the Celestial Empire, but in front of these foreigners now, he really feels the pride of being a Chinese. He could not help but admit that the Manchus could not do this at all, although he had already learned from the newspapers that the Manchus in the north were also making great efforts to "do foreign affairs". He knew the Manchus too well, although they were all "Western", and the taste was always different.

Now, hearing King An asking himself, Zeng Guofan carefully cleared his thoughts, pondered for a while, and coughed lightly, "Your Highness, Zeng is a useless person, what to say, Your Highness made fun of it." However, however, Zeng dared to say something, this ...... This one...... In Zeng's rough view, the Celestial Empire strongly advocated Western learning, including in the academy, and the schoolchildren rarely learned the things of the saints. His Royal Highness advocates the national spirit, and the national spirit comes precisely from the ancestors. Of course, Zeng also agreed with His Highness's statement that there were fallacies about sages and sages, but he was ...... Just ......"

Although he saw that King An's expression was very focused at this time, he still did not continue. Enough is enough, he doesn't want to say it too clearly, and he will lose too much, because he loves to say, but he has suffered a lot, not to mention that he is still a nondescript identity.

Seeing that Zeng Guofan stopped the following words, Lin Haifeng understood Zeng Guofan's thoughts, this Zeng Guofan was not Zuo Zongtang, he was used to too many things in that set of officialdom. "For the things of the sages and sages, it is not that you do not learn, but that you learn the essence of them. As for the tirades, it is natural that there are specialized talents to learn and develop and condense them in order to educate the next generation. Isn't there also a three-character scripture in our school textbooks? In the future, the children will also have "The Teacher's Table", "The Story of Yueyang Tower", "The Story of the Drunkard Pavilion", etc., and also learn the masterpieces of outstanding poets such as Li Bai and Du Fu. Of course, it's more about learning what we have now. It's a pity that the eight strands of literature have been making a fuss until now, and there are fewer and fewer high-quality works, and there are even fewer works that can be catchy and familiar to everyone. Therefore, the king of heaven advocated vernacular writing. How is Mr. Zeng's plans for his future? Lin Haifeng picked up the cup and drank the water, smiling and looking at Zeng Guofan.

Zeng Guofan was stunned for a moment. How do I have any plans for myself? I'm the meat on your board now, and I'm not at your mercy to slaughter? "I ...... I ......"

"Look, didn't I say it earlier, your Mr. Zeng is a free body, and the way out is determined by himself." Lin Haifeng put down the water cup and thought for a while, "Mr. Zuo Zongtang has now served the Celestial Empire, and he has made remarkable achievements as soon as he took office, and he is an excellent talent. If Mr. Zeng is willing, he can go back to his hometown to see first, and then come back when he is happy. Of course, Mr. Zeng can also stay and participate in our cause immediately, which is the great cause of recovering the Han Dynasty and revitalizing our Chinese kingdom. ”

"I ...... Can I still join...... Join you? Zeng Guofan seemed to be a little unconvinced. He himself knows that he and Zuo Zongtang are not the same kind of people. He was the executioner who killed countless people with lofty ideals who resisted the oppression of the Manchus, and several of his younger brothers and protégés knelt in front of the saints, showing the world the ugliness of traitors. Ever since he saw this change in the Celestial Empire, he would always secretly compare himself with Qin Yu back then, and compare who was more sinful. Somehow, the more he compared, the more scared he became. If Qin Yu killed Yue Fei on trumped-up charges back then, what messy excuses could he find such as seeking peace for the better development and growth of the Han nation, then his crazy actions at that time were completely drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle for the Han nation that was looking forward to its rise. He even began to think that if his original deeds could be truly fully realized, then his crimes against the Han nation would be far more hateful than those of Qin Yu back then. It's just that he himself hasn't fully understood what Han traditions he keeps saying he wants to maintain, but in fact, it is precisely people like Tongguò who have almost wiped out the real Han culture. What they call the Han tradition is nothing more than a fig leaf, just a slave and a lowly consent.

"Of course you can," Lin Haifeng looked at Zeng Guofan solemnly, "Yiqiē is willing to stand with us, no matter what he has done before, the people will give him a chance to rebirth." Didn't Mr. Zeng see the Sushun we released? Although he also pinned his hopes on foreigners, he was also extremely viciously hostile to the Celestial Empire and frantically plundered the interests of the people. However, at the critical moment, he still knows that he should not betray his ancestors, and this kind of character is worthy of all of us. Although he is our enemy. ”

"I ...... I am willing to accept your orders, Your Highness. It's just that...... It's just that the sins of our Zeng family are too great, too great...... I ......" Zeng Guofan's face was really red. His hands rubbed the teacup in his hand vigorously, trembling slightly, and the tea poured out, wetting the coat.

"It's good to recognize your past sins, and only when you know your mistakes can you correct them." Lin Haifeng smiled hehehe, "The common people want to see what they can understand, for example, the small drama we are implementing now, there is no more pretentiousness, but the majority of people are entertained and educated at the same time." It's the same with literature. The Celestial Empire is promoting the vernacular language, using the language of the common people to reflect the people's own affairs, and while developing and enriching our language, it can also stimulate the fighting spirit of all the soldiers and civilians of the Celestial Empire. Culture is not a matter of a few talents, but should be popularized and penetrated into all strata. No matter how good the Baguwen is, it can't save a nation, and ten champions may not be worth an ordinary peasant or worker with culture. In recent centuries, the decline of Han civilization has taught us that the strength of a nation lies fundamentally in culture. ”

Lin Haifeng stood up, walked to the table by the wall, picked up the pipe on it, and turned his head to look at Zeng Guofan, "You can't hold on to those old things, and you can't revel in them." I hope that Mr. Tsang will go to the Vernacular Literature Research Office of the Education Bureau to promote the vernacular language with everyone, and use his practical work to wash away the stains on his body and become a person who is truly useful to the people. ”

"Yes, yes, I follow His Highness's arrangement." Zeng Guofan was a little excited.

"Mr. Zeng can tell stories, when my father and Wang Niang didn't come back, Mr. Zeng told me a lot of stories, what Kong Rong made pears, Cao Chong called the elephant, and Sima Guang smashed the cylinder, but it was fun." Jin Mei jumped up to her father's side, lit his pipe, tilted his head and smiled.

"Yes, but no matter how good the story is, if you bite the text and chew the words, I'm afraid few people will be able to understand it." Lin Haifeng smiled and patted Jin Mei's head, "You also know a lot of words, you have to learn more from Wang Niang in the future, and you will become a great writer in the future, and you will be ashamed of those past champions." Haha......"

"I wrote a little poem, and I'll send it to the Oriental News tomorrow." Jin Mei smiled mysteriously.

"Awesome, tell me about it, give us a sneak peek." Liu Xianghe clapped his hands eagerly.

"The east is red, the sun is rising, and there is a Lin Haifeng in heaven. He seeks happiness for the people, and he is the great savior of the people. Jin Mei finished chanting in one breath and smiled hehehe, "How about Father, how am I better than Cao Zhi?" ”

"You girl, this is plagiarism." Lin Haifeng almost choked on the smoke when he laughed.

"Mei'er, don't you dare to talk nonsense." Liu Xianghe beckoned, pulled Jin Mei who came to the front of him, and whispered in disgust, "How can you describe your father like this, if you want to say that the savior of the people is also the king of heaven and the king of the east, what is your father." If you let others hear it, you will cause trouble. ”

"People are joking, let's talk about it...... Besides, many people outside just say that their father is their great benefactor. Jin Mei snorted and twisted her body, looking at her father with some grievances.

"That's it, that's it, Mei'er is just telling a joke at home, Xianghe, why should you be serious." Lin Haifeng smiled and gestured to Jin Mei, "However, even what the people outside said is not right, their benefactor is the Celestial Empire, not any person, of course, just as your queen said, it will not be me." ”

"Your Highness, there's nothing to do, then I'll retire first." Zeng Guofan looked at the warm family of three, smiled and got up to say goodbye.

"Where are you going?" Lin Haifeng asked with a smile.

"Back to ...... Go back to your room? "Zeng Guofan is a little strange.

"Hehe, I'm not welcome to stay here anymore." Lin Haifeng said, pulling Liu Xianghe with one hand and Jin Mei with the other, "Let's go, let's accompany Mr. Zeng to meet a few guests." ”

Guests, what other guests will there be here? The monk of Zeng Guo's second uncle couldn't figure it out at once.

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