Wu Shuzhen is such a smart woman, realizing that Hu Chuyuan has indescribable expectations for Pan Limei, she interestingly bypassed this topic.

She turned to Hu Chuyuan and talked about another thing.

A few days ago, she read the recent New York Times and read a story about China, about a wife who had been saving scarce food in order to keep her husband and son alive during the famine in Dezhou, Shandong Province, and in the end, she starved to death, while her husband and son survived with great difficulty.

After listening to this story, Hu Chuyuan vaguely felt something.

Yes, how great a woman is, although sometimes she makes you angry, puzzles, and confuses, but when she loves you, she can give up everything, including her most precious life.

He looked at Wu Shuzhen silently and smiled knowingly.

Wu Shuzhen also smiled, but was a little sad.

After a while, she said: "Mr. Pulitzer is a very good reader who knows how to grasp the reader's interest, and he wrote this story very sensational, and now, there are many families in the United States who are willing to adopt new Chinese children and support them to study in the United States." What Mr. Yung means is that he wants to take the opportunity to propose the fourth batch of young children to study in the United States, and all the funds will be obtained through fundraising, and the National Chinese Association can also propose a fund. ”

"Yes!"

Hu Chuyuan agreed, paused for a moment, and said: "This time, only in the name of the people, don't buy it through the imperial court, it will cause a lot of trouble." Funding is not a problem, I can set up a professional scholarship foundation, and spend $3 million a year to fund Chinese students to study in the United States, and I can also use it to open a number of preparatory schools in the United States. ”

Wu Shuzhen smiled: "I also contribute 100,000 US dollars every year, anyway, my sister is quite rich now!" ”

"Hah!"

Hu Chuyuan laughed, whatever she wanted.

He has too many things to be responsible for, and where he has the energy to do these things, he will hand over the matter to Wu Shuzhen, Pfister-Delano and Rong Kui, and invest 40 million US dollars in the name of the North American Wells Fargo Investment Bank to establish this North American Wells Fargo Scholarship Foundation.

Wu Shuzhen knew very well what kind of man Hu Chuyuan was and how many things he was responsible for, so she almost didn't have any requirements, although she hoped to enjoy a quiet midsummer vacation with Hu Chuyuan in her heart, she still left Fuzhou in a hurry with Pfister and Albert.

Before leaving, she tirelessly told Chen Shanyuan and Pan Limei to take care of Hu Chuyuan, and then reluctantly left.

Coming for a short time, getting together for a short time, and leaving for a short time, this made Hu Chuyuan a little embarrassed.

No way, who made him and Wu Shuzhen both people with their own careers?

The shadow of the Sino-French war is getting closer and closer, and Hu Chuyuan doesn't seem to have time to sigh, he silently squeezes out all his time and energy, rectifies the Fujian Navy Division and the Hunan Army through other means, adjusts the batteries at the mouth of the Min River, and speeds up the production of gunboats.

It was also in these days, with the help of the Frenchman Bai Laoyi and his technical team, that the Fuzhou Shipmaster built the cruiser Shengwu, with a displacement tonnage of 2,750 tons, which was of the same class as the Guangwu dome cruiser, and carried a torpedo boat.

This is the largest warship ever built by the Fuzhou Shipyard Mawei Shipyard, and before that, with some equipment provided by the French and Armstrong's guns, the shipyard had already manufactured the Minjiang and Zhijiang frigates, which belonged to the Weijiang class.

At the end of 1880, Bai Laoyi rebuilt the Yangwu, replaced the original hull with new boilers and steam engines, selected new guns, and built two new ships in imitation of the Yangwu, which were specially used to clear pirates.

So far, the Fujian Navy Division currently has two Weikang-class second-class ironclad ships, five light dome cruisers, six coastal defense ships, three Yangwu-class wooden-hulled cruisers, six converted transport ships, 14 gunboats, seven patrol boats, 25 torpedo boats, six torpedo boats, and 12 flat-bottomed sand boats.

Most of the ships produced by the Fujian Shipbuilding Administration had entered service with the Yangtze River Naval Division, and only the three wooden-hulled cruisers, Chaowu, Feiyun and Ji'an, were transferred to Ningbo for garrison.

Weikang and Fukang are the current flagships of the Fujian Naval Division, respectively by Ye Zuqi and Deng Shichang as the pipe band, the former temporarily concurrently serves as the commander of the water division, Ye Fu is the Guangwu pipe band, leading the general rank, if Ye Zuqi can not command, then the Guangwu will replace the Weikang as the flagship, command the naval battle.

This can also be regarded as a special change made by Hu Chuyuan on the issue of absorbing the Beiyang Naval Division.

Hu Chuyuan knew very well in his heart that the total tonnage of warships of the French Navy was at least ten times that of the Fujian Navy Division and the Beiyang Navy Division combined, and the stronger the Fujian Navy Division, the stronger the expeditionary fleet sent by the French Navy.

Therefore, there is no future in comparison with the quantity and quality of battleships, and once the Battle of Mawei begins, it is the land-based batteries that really determine the outcome of the battle.

Hu Chuyuan didn't expect that just when he was thinking about how to calculate the French, there were also some people who were racking their hearts to calculate him, and it was very dangerous.

After several months of busy work in Fuzhou, the time gradually came to the late autumn of 1882.

Fuzhou in October is a quiet period, under the tall banyan trees, the quiet breeze down the river estuary into Fuzhou, pouring into Mawei.

That night, Hu Chuyuan, as usual, wrote a letter to Wu Shuzhen, who was running a Jetta foreign company in Shanghai, to talk about his feelings of missing and talk about a few small things, and by the way, at the end of the year, they will get married.

He still supports Wu Shuzhen to have her own career, but he still hopes that Wu Shuzhen can take a break and come to Fuzhou to live for a few years.

Subject to the pressure of the imperial court, he must not be able to go to Shanghai to live permanently, so he can only hope that Wu Shuzhen can understand him and tolerate him.

He said that there are countless careers in life, however, the most beautiful thing is actually the marriage of two people.

In short, he hoped that Wu Shuzhen could be more considerate of his hardships.

By the time I finished writing the letter, it was getting late.

That night, because he was going to brew this letter, Hu Chuyuan obviously slept a little late, and he sealed the letter before he washed up and went to bed.

He lives in the backyard of the yamen, Yan Shizhang lives in the east of the courtyard, and sometimes, Cheng Tinghua also lives here, Chen Shanyuan and Li Cunyi live in the west of the courtyard, and the surrounding nursing homes live, as well as the maids and maids, including Hu Rong.

Lying on the bed, Hu Chuyuan couldn't help but think a little blindly, he thought, what if Wu Shuzhen didn't agree and had to stay in Shanghai to run his own Jetta foreign company, but asked him to resign and go north, what should he do?

Although it is almost impossible, especially in this day and age, few women can be so selfish.

It was a good time for women to always be willing to give everything for men.

Like the woman who was willing to die on hunger strike for her husband and son, she is just one of countless Chinese women.

Hu Chuyuan was thinking in a daze, and when he was about to fall asleep, there was a sudden shouting sound from the east of the courtyard, and someone suddenly shouted: "Brother Tinghua, be careful of the secret way." ”

Immediately, there was a sonorous sound of slamming knives in the courtyard, and in the midst of a crackling noise, someone suddenly kicked open the door and rushed in.

Hu Chuyuan immediately took out a pair of Colt's revolvers from under his pillow, but found that the person who came in was Cheng Tinghua, followed by a masked samurai dressed in black-ninja.

Hu Chuyuan was taken aback, and suddenly noticed that there was also a sound behind the window, and there was a crackle, and someone hit the window and entered.

Smack.

Hu Chuyuan was also a person who had passed through the wind and waves, and fired two shots at the other party, but the black-clothed ninja seemed to have expected it, and flew on the roof beam strangely, and was about to kill it again, Li Cunyi also rushed in, holding a knife, and Chen Shanyuan followed closely behind, protecting Hu Chuyuan and retreating to the corner.

The luxuriously decorated large bedroom instantly became a bloody killing ground, Cheng Tinghua danced an extremely heavy gossip broadsword, and actually dealt with the four black-clothed ninjas with the strength of one person, and he advanced and retreated freely, and the movement was like a swimming dragon, flying back and forth among the four.

He didn't defend it, but if he wanted to leave him behind and come to attack Hu Chuyuan alone, it seemed that he couldn't do it.

The sound of killing was even louder outside, there were people fighting on and under the beams, on and under the house, and there were constantly gunshots and screams that were pounding and deafening, and it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe.

Suddenly, a young man with a small stature rushed in with a gun, like a lone dragon pounding a hole, and with a loud shout, the tip of the spear pierced through a ninja with a snap.

The other three ninjas immediately tore it open, grabbed a handful of strange things and threw them over, Cheng Tinghua danced the gossip knife like a wind plate, and the person retreated seven or eight steps back almost instantly, blocking in front of Hu Chuyuan.

There was a crackling and chaotic sound, and I don't know how many hidden weapons were blocked out.

In this kind of chaotic battle, Hu Chuyuan did not dare to shoot indiscriminately, so as not to hurt his own people.

Chen Shanyuan is a master of art and courage, relying on his good marksmanship, he took the opportunity to shoot with both hands at the same time, and Hu Chuyuan's ears were about to explode, and two of the three ninjas who were about to continue to scatter hidden weapons died immediately, and they were all shot in the face.

At this moment, the other one was picked up by the young man with a shot...... It's a lot of strength, it can't be brute force, anyway, someone else has their own set of fame, and they actually stabbed a person to death and then shook it and threw it on a beam more than three meters high.

"Shuwen, go and help your master, here is me and Cunyi!"

Cheng Tinghua snorted coldly, then rushed to help Li Cunyi with a knife, turned around, grabbed the gap, and cut off one of others' legs with a stab.

The young man with the gun shouted hello, turned over and rushed back to the courtyard with the big gun.

He went out with his front feet, and suddenly another scream broke out in the courtyard.

This person's kung fu is so strong that it is really terrifying. It turned out that his gun was not a hard gun, but a soft gun with an ash shaft, which was long and heavy, but extremely bullet-like, as long as the kung fu was deep, flies could pierce it.

With the strength of the wrist and body, others can't dodge at all, and no matter how fast the speed of others is, it can't be faster than the tip of the gun.

This kung fu looks simple, but it is also a hard skill that has been practiced for more than ten years.

Gunshots were still heard outside.

Hu Chuyuan was used to hearing the gunfire of Mauser and Revolver, as well as other gunfire, and there was no doubt that there was another group of people trying to force their way through the defensive line of his own soldiers and Xiang Yong outside the yamen.

There is no doubt that this was a raid of great scale, and it was far from being as simple as a pirate.

What pirate dares to storm the ship's yamen, which is one level higher than the Daotai yamen, not to mention that the number of nearby naval divisions and garrisons is nearly 7,000 people?

The scale of the gunfire grew, and almost hundreds of people fired at the same time.

How many people are there, Hu Chuyuan's heart is faintly numb.

In his yamen, there are still more than a dozen ninjas and assassins, all of whom are extremely skilled, and even the young gunman, Li Shuwen of the eighth-level fist sect, can't kill one at once.

Li Shuwen's master Zhang Jingxing is also a master of big guns, he and Li Shuwen cooperate left and right, interspersed back and forth in the middle of the courtyard, Wang Zhengyi is on the eaves, one person dealt with three people, and one was cut down next to him.

On the other side, Huang Shihai and Wang Zhongquan were a big gun, a long stick, and they were also masters and apprentices teaming up to deal with the three assassins.

Suddenly, Wang Zhengyi jumped down from the eaves and shouted: "Brothers, be careful, the secret path is powerful." ”

Li Shuwen shouted: "Lord Wang, I'm here to help you!" ”

The moment he rushed out was the most violent, crackling, and as soon as he got started, it was like lightning, and suddenly he pierced an assassin.

The other guards seemed unable to fight the Assassins, and retreated to various openings and corners, plotting with revolvers, but there were also people hiding in the corners.

There is a mess in the yamen, but with the protection of Cheng Tinghua and Li Cunyi, plus Chen Shanyuan, Hu Chuyuan is not in danger for the time being.

The gunfire outside became more and more sporadic, and after a while, the gate opened, and dozens of Xiang Yong rushed in, because it was hand-to-hand combat inside, and everyone did not dare to shoot and injure their own people.

Wang Zhengyi and the others immediately jumped downstairs, giving Xiangyong a chance, and a group of people immediately shot at the roof, banging, and I don't know if they were shot.

Taking advantage of the other party's turmoil, Cheng Tinghua easily cut down another assassin, joined forces with Li Cunyi, and stabbed the last assassin in the room to death, and then said to Li Cunyi: "Go and save Wang Wu, these people are a bit poisonous, and they smell fishy!" ”

Li Cunyi snorted, turned around and rushed out, Cheng Tinghua also looked a little anxious, but he didn't rush out, and lifted the knife to remove the clothes of these people, as if he wanted to find an antidote.

Gradually, the noise calmed down, and some people shouted in a chirping language, as if they were very angry, and then pulled out their knives to cut themselves, so that they didn't even have a chance to raise their knives, so they were shot away by the Xiangyong.

Even the last noise disappeared, and Li Cunyi returned to the house, raised the knife and Hu Chuyuan and said, "My lord, everything has been cleared." ”

Hu Chuyuan asked, "Mr. Wang's condition is okay, are there any other injuries?" ”

Li Cunyi said: "The poisonous blood has been squeezed out, and the gold sore medicine has been used, Master Zhang Jingxing is a master of medicine, and he said that the problem is not particularly big." ”

Hu Chuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What about Mr. Yan?" ”

Cheng Tinghua said: "It's okay, I let my disciple Li Guangpu protect me, although I am here, I have been listening to the sound, and I have not heard any unusual sounds in the east of the courtyard." ”

Hu Chuyuan was suspicious, walked out of the room quickly, and when he arrived at the east of the courtyard, he saw Yan Shizhang sitting on the edge of the bed smoking a cigarette, Li Guangpu holding a gossip knife beside him, and neither of them spoke.

Seeing Hu Chuyuan coming, the two of them got up.

Hu Chuyuan motioned for them to sit down first, and then said to Yan Shizhang: "I frightened Mr. Yan again." ”

Yan Shizhang knocked the cigarette pot helplessly, and sighed: "Master, we really stabbed the hornet's nest this time, and if we don't think about curing it, I think there will be a problem sooner or later." ”

Hu Chuyuan snorted, he still had something to deal with, so let Yan Shizhang rest first, and wait until tomorrow to talk about other things.

Walking back to the courtyard, Hu Chuyuan had to praise in his heart, Cheng Tinghua was fighting with a few assassins here, and his ears could still listen to the East Courtyard, this ability was indeed powerful.

After thanking everyone, he returned to the hall and sat down, while Li Cunyi took people to count outside, and there were still more than 100 people dressed as pirates outside, but it looked more like a spearmen team composed of Ronin, and many of them were wearing Oriental swords.

Before those ronin spearmen attacked, twenty-seven ninjas and assassins had already entered the yamen in advance, divided into six groups, which could have been agreed to do together, the core two groups infiltrated Hu Chuyuan's vicinity, and the remaining four groups copied outside the courtyard.

According to estimates, their tactics should be that the core two groups strike first, and once they fail, the outer four groups will force their way in.

The problem is Cheng Tinghua, Cheng Tinghua has a good ear, and he heard someone walking on the eaves from a distance of seventeen or eighteen meters, and he woke up Wang Wu of the big sword, Wang Wu went upstairs to intercept him, and Cheng Tinghua came to protect Hu Chuyuan.

The front guard of the yamen is still very tight, and these people are very likely to have landed in the relatively remote area of Wuzhu Port, or they have been ambushed to Fuzhou very early, and crossed the mountains from the Tingjiang River into Mawei Long Beach.

So many people groped around the yamen, but they were still not noticed, which shows that they all have certain skills, and almost all of them are proficient in assassination. Either that, or the ninja leading the way, clearing the sentries along the way.

How could Hu Chuyuan still be able to sleep, and immediately asked people to investigate, these people were quite fierce, even if they were not killed on the spot, they soon committed suicide, either by caesarean section or by wiping their necks, and the deaths were very tragic.

A few of them were directly knocked unconscious, and they were tied to the pillar at that time, and they were woken up with water for investigation.

At the moment, there was no other person who was proficient in the Chinese language, so they could only call Pan Limei over and ask questions, and those assassins would only shout "Long live the Great Empire" and "Long live the Emperor", or else they would scold "The people of China are not worthy of the Central Plains" or something like that.

Realizing that he couldn't get a name, Hu Chuyuan asked Pan Limei to go back, and then, he took a gun and killed him one after another.

I don't know why, Hu Chuyuan doesn't have any special sense of abnormality.

Some people say that the first time they kill someone, it is disgusting and destroys their souls...... He basically didn't, and he even felt relieved, because these people were already worse than dead, and even the most basic self of being a human being had been lost, so it was better to die.

After killing someone, Hu Chuyuan called Chen Shanyuan over and asked him to do something, find three Fuzhou people who were proficient in the Chinese language, and then pretend to be assassins, he would definitely have to suffer a little, but the reward was definitely not low.

As for the specific information, I will secretly search from the translation agency and make up all the details, anyway, I have to insist that I did it.

But who is the one who instigated it?

Emperor Moto...... If you say it, it is in vain, and the Qing court may be cowardly.

(To be continued)