Chapter 114: Is This the Paradise?

After landing in the Americas, if Hiroto Ii's biggest feeling was disbelief and shattering, then for Noichiro Morishita, coming here is like coming home.

In other words, it seems to have come to the paradise of dreams.

Tao Yuanming's woodcutter strayed into the paradise is not so much the real world, but the ideal sustenance in the minds of Confucianism in the Wei and Jin dynasties.

Life is so hard, and things are difficult to do.

In every era of ancient and modern times, Chinese and foreign, literati and scholars like to fabricate a paradise for themselves and an ideal hometown.

It can be the Garden of Eden in the hearts of Christians, or the ideal country written by Plato;

It can also be the ancient rule of the Han Confucians, represented by Wang Mang, who imagined that the people were simple and the etiquette was kingly;

It can also be the illusory and utopian lighthouse country of Millijan that has been shaped by the efforts of later generations of intellectuals represented by the river death culture.

It can be said that this image of "peach spring" is the sustenance of the hearts of a group of self-proclaimed people who are detached from the world in every era.

But what is false is false after all.

The Garden of Eden is a favorite name for midnight astringent shows.

In the Enlightenment, the ideal country was put on China by Voltaire and Montesquieu, and Yongzheng and Qianlong were inexplicably regarded by the French as ideal philosophers and used as tools to attack the clergy.

Wang Mang wholeheartedly worships the "ancient" and restores the "ancient", but unfortunately, the "ancient" he pursued does not exist at all, and Wang Mang himself finally ended up hanging in the city, and when later generations joked, he was occasionally pressed with the title of "traverser".

As for the utopia of the last lighthouse country, although it had not collapsed before Zhu Fugui crossed, with the increasing development of the Internet, the threshold for overseas exchanges has been lowered, and the days when a small number of "intellectuals" held the pen and the right to speak are gone.

As long as you are not deaf, not blind, and not immersed in your own world, you can know that the free and sweet air is filled with the smell of gunpowder from rifles, the long-standing smell of blood from the aborigines, and the pungent and dirty smell of street drugs.

Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign paradises are often forgeries.

But along the way, Noichiro Morishita believes he's found the true paradise, an ideal country within reach.

Here, there are wise monarchs, there are green warriors who sing loudly and have high status, and there are machines that are no less than or even more advanced than Westerners!

Westerners, on the other hand, are like porpoises, tied to the road, limping along.

Even if Morishita himself was actually tied to the middle of Daming's captives wearing a rope, Morishita just felt happy.

This extreme mood cannot be understood even by Chinese, who have also been bullied by foreign powers.

Due to the lack of the Chinese nation's thousand-year-old mentality of opening up and closing, rising and falling, and becoming a mature big country, once a closed country like Japan is impacted, its national sentiment is more likely to go to extremes.

In later generations, after the disastrous defeat of the Japanese so-called "final battle between the yellow race and the white race", the amplification effect of this mentality was even more obvious.

At the beginning, Japanese women were used to comfort American GIs, and if they were still in a hurry, the economy took off later, but the so-called Japanese girls who "get wet when they see foreigners" are still everywhere.

It can be said that the so-called EG in China, compared to Japan, has to shout about the grandmother.

Correspondingly, it was also during that time that there were also perverted killers in Japan who were proud of "eating the flesh of Caucasian women".

It can be said that this kind of ugliness is, to put it bluntly, a manifestation of the self-confidence of a paranoid nation that can no longer heal normally.

And when Noichiro Morishita was about to be terminally ill, he encountered the thriving Ming Empire.

At this moment, not to mention that the air he breathed was sweet, even the crackling sound of the whip that the Ming sergeant drew on him was like a sweet note in the world.

Especially when a small but high-rise castle full of high-rise buildings (four- or five-story slabs) appeared on the horizon, Morishita Noichiro could no longer hold back his mood and fell to his knees.

His eyes were full of tears, he couldn't speak with a whimper, and desperately kissed the half-built cement road on the ground, as if he was the most loyal Dan of the Ming Dynasty.

Mo Bai was taken aback by his crazy appearance, and hurriedly called the old divine doctor of Xiongfeng Mountain.

Compared with Li Chunfa, who was obese and had difficulty walking recently due to excessive sweets, Xiongfengshan was old and strong, refused the preferential treatment of riding in a car, and marched on foot with the soldiers.

Bending down and carefully examining Noichiro Morishita, who kept muttering "Sbarassi" and other things without knowing the so-called bird language, the male doctor shook his head and said, "This young man is afraid that he has a wandering spirit, and when the old man prescribes a pair of medicines, he should be able to cure the disease." ”

Saying that, Xiongfengshan asked Xiao Fengshan, an apprentice on the side, to prescribe the two miracle medicines of "Banlan Root Powder" and "Vitamin B2".

This is the experience of practicing medicine summed up by the old-timers in the past few months.

As long as there is a clue, the patient is prescribed these two kinds of cheap and non-side effect medicines.

If it is not cured, it will not aggravate the condition, and if it is cured, or the patient has healed himself, that is, he has rejuvenated the old man's wonderful hand.

Mo Bai was a little embarrassed to take the prescription:

Both Bulgaria Root and Vitamin B2 are very cheap medicines that can be purchased for just a few cents.

But the problem is, it's really reluctant to spend money on this delirious Japanese to see a doctor!

According to the regulations for dealing with white bandits, this sudden mental illness, especially the tendency of martial madmen, is generally culled on the spot to prevent hidden dangers.

But this guy who looks more or less human, the boss hasn't said how to deal with it!

Yes, in this day and age, the term "little devil" has not yet appeared, and devils generally refer to foreign devils and white people.

The original meaning of the word devil itself is unlikely to describe the East Asian race that looks similar to the Chinese.

Chen Kangqi's "Yanxia Xianglu Lu" volume 9 explains: "If the ghost envoys, then send foreign envoys; When the Westerners first entered China, everyone called them devils. ”

Before the aesthetic concept was assimilated by the West, the image of Europeans with high noses and deep eyes, thick hair and red hair was really similar to that of a blue-faced and fanged ghost in the eyes of the Chinese people.

As for little Japan, that is, a little shorter, a little buckled, a little legs, and nothing else.

Even the Qing people were ridiculed by the Japanese for their tartar clothes and rat tails.

God is pitiful, but as long as the Qing Dynasty people can have a normal hairstyle, it will not be the turn of the Japanese who comb the Yuedai hair, and the same strange Japanese will mock it.

All in all, as a Royal Army soldier who has lived in the Qing Kingdom for more than ten years and has grown and progressed rapidly in the Ming Dynasty, Mo Bai still pinched his nose and paid five cents for medicine.

Then Mo Bai took out the military kettle from his waist, put some water into the lid, and added the Banlan root powder to it.

Then, he skillfully rode on Noichiro Morishita again, pried his large plate tooth open with his saber, threw in a pill of vitamins, and poured the Itano root into it in one go.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Noichiro Morishita coughed violently, but he didn't resist, but showed an expression that tasted the best taste of the world, and said in Japanese, "Is this the elixir of the Ming Dynasty?" The Sprinkle family has been in this life...... It's worth ......"

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