Chapter 587: Send them down to wait for Cixi
Unexpectedly, Zhao Chuan's salary was evenly wet, and no one let go.
Zhao Chuanxin pointed at these quail-like students with their necks shrunk: "In terms of mind, you are not mature enough; When it comes to force, you have no power to restrain the chicken; In terms of learning, you are still far behind.
He went on strike at every turn and shouted slogans every day.
Who gave you courage?
The country is not prosperous in science, and if you have that time, you should read more books, but if you can build one more car, a warship, and a machine gun, you will be considered a thousand years old.
But look, what are you doing?
If I'm not mistaken, you have privately arranged a total of thirty-three jobs for Zhao.
What's the matter, are you Zhao's superior? ”
A student was unconvinced, leaned in the crowd, and had the courage to retort: "But the country needs us to stand up......"
Zhao Chuanxin didn't hear the sound of ten meters, he pulled left and right, and one by one the students were like little chickens, they were staggered, and in an instant, Zhao Chuanxin arrived in front of this student.
The student was dumbfounded.
With so many people, how did Zhao Chuanxin find him?
As everyone knows, this is the credit of the smart gyroscope.
Within ten meters, know everything.
Zhao Chuanxin pointed at him: "What do you need to do?" ”
The student turned his heart sideways, and it was a big deal to be smacked in the mouth, and he stiffened his neck: "I need to stand up and show support." ”
Zhao Chuanxin was heartbroken: "Who is used to your problems? This land does need you, but not to strike classes, but to fuck school. Is there a use for your solidarity? Lao Tzu needs your support? Why can't you kill foreigners without you? Wouldn't it be bad without your Lao Tzu's knife? Without you, Lao Tzu looks like a courageless bastard? ”
"This, this, this......" the student muttered.
Zhao Chuanxin didn't hit him, but asked, "What's your name?" ”
"Student...... Gu Zhutong. ”
Yo, this person has a bit of a future to do.
"Okay, Gu Zhutong, I'm going to leave my words here today, in the future, you must learn something, martial arts can go to war, Wen must be able to build cars, build ships and build airplanes, and when you see the Japanese, you must spit on him...... Can these be done? ”
Gu Zhutong was dumbfounded: "This is not fair, can I do it, it is natural to look at the creation, why should I ......do what Mr. Zhao said?"
"Hehe......" Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "You know that you can't do things according to what others say?" If you don't want to, why do you ask me to do this or that? Why do you point fingers at Lao Tzu? ”
"Ah......" Gu Zhutong is still too young to be able to do it directly.
The students around him began to think thoughtfully.
Zhao Chuanxin shook the audience: "Do you know what you call it?"
It's called moral kidnapping!
Others may not be able to save face and let it go. But my Zhao Chuan's salary is different.
Since I was a child, my mother has told me not to associate with people who are not indiscriminate.
I told my mother that it was actually someone else who was dating me.
Lao Tzu is a bad person, remember this, your morality will never kidnap me. ”
Zhao Chuanxin stared at the students, who looked down in thought.
It was a stalemate.
Some people's heads still can't turn around, but some people have figured it out and look ashamed.
Zhao Chuanxin "snorted" and was about to walk away.
Someone shouted: "Mr. Zhao, don't go, let's say a few more words." ”
Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "Beat you, scold you, you still keep me to continue, right?" ”
The man sneered and changed the subject: "Mr. Zhao, the imperial court has repeatedly failed in the face of foreign powers, what should we do?" ”
People in this era like to find answers, in fact, when they are powerless, they want to find a spiritual sustenance and faith.
Zhao Chuanxin said: "You still have a long way to live, don't be afraid if you fall, the people around you laugh at you, you just get up and fall down a few more times, and laugh at them to death." ”
“……”
Everyone was stunned.
Gu Hongming in the crowd couldn't hold back and laughed.
Hu Shi glared at him.
Someone got angry and said, "Mr. Zhao, how can you say that?" Two years ago, there were Japanese students who went to Mingzhi Hai to protest against the mining rights in Shanxi......"
Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth: "Zhao has fought countless battles with the Japanese, guess what?" They went one after the other, and killed one of them, and another came up to them, until they were all killed. Zhao made money in New York and saw that the American capitalists were inhumane and tried their best to exploit them.
What do you want to gain by committing suicide?
Strive for the Japanese to be less murderous?
Win the mercy of the capitalists in the West?
It's ridiculous, you just keep falling to laugh at their big teeth, and if they don't have them, they'll starve to death, right?
You are not afraid of suicide, so why not pick up a knife and assassinate the British? One life for one life, no more, after changing dozens of lives of Western capitalists, the British have to kneel and call you father.
If you commit suicide by jumping into the sea, what else can you get in exchange for a strong reputation? ”
The American devils brazenly invaded other countries, and less than 300 people died in the war, but the death toll in irregular warfare reached several thousand. Guess what? They can't stand it anymore.
It's the same now, especially when the dead are not soldiers, and there are British businessmen who are going to be assassinated in three days, and they really can't stand it, and they have to withdraw if they don't withdraw.
Of course, this is an unlikely task, and the Qing court is no longer afraid of foreigners from top to bottom.
Seeing that none of them spoke, Zhao Chuanxin asked loudly: "What's the matter?" Suicide thinks it's amazing? Don't you dare to exchange a life for a life? What's wrong? The British have more money than you, so you can't do it? ”
He pressed forward, one step forward, and all the students took one step back.
Until the army was discharged, someone shouted: "But we are not big soldiers......"
"Then it's your duty to commit suicide? Let you deal with foreigners, you are either windy or rainy. Let you commit suicide and strike classes, you are in high spirits. Zhao put his words here, but whenever you face the foreigners, like a real warrior, dare to face the dripping blood, dare to face the bleak life, if you die, Zhao will avenge you for thousands of miles. If you commit suicide, Zhao will go to your grave grass and dance on the Qingming Festival the following year. If you become a traitor, Zhao will go and dig your ancestral grave! ”
Hiss......
It's so vicious.
In these years, death is greater.
Those who have committed the most heinous crimes cannot be held accountable after death.
Obviously, Zhao Chuanxin has no awe of this at all.
Everyone else was scolded for being bloody, but only one person walked through the crowd and stood up: "Mr. Zhao, you can't instigate students to do this." Our soldiers are so poorly trained and equipped that they can hardly compete with the great powers, let alone our students. We are moral, intellectual, literary, musical, artistic...... Even the body is inferior to people, how to fight it? ”
It was Hu Shi who I met yesterday.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at him in disbelief.
A long time ago, when discussing the past, someone said to Zhao Chuanxin that this person's bones were soft, but Zhao Chuanxin didn't believe it.
Some people say that this person's butt is crooked, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't take it seriously.
Now that I heard it, Zhao passed on the letter.
Zhao Chuanxin looked at him quietly: "Hu Shizhi."
You remember what Zhao said today.
You are an intellectual, and I can foresee that your reputation will grow in the future.
Every word you say, it spreads out.
But if Lao Tzu hears you spread your soft bones around again in the future, or even more outrageous, Zhao will go to you, knock out your mouthful of teeth, and make you speechless in the future. ”
If Zhao Chuanxin scolds him, it doesn't matter if he slaps him.
But Zhao Chuanxin said so calmly, but it made Hu Shi creepy and shuddered.
Will he be able to keep his mouth shut?
Hu Shi didn't know.
Will Zhao Chuanxin really knock out his full mouth?
Hu Shi didn't know.
Let's look to the future.
But at this time, Hu Shi was really a little scared.
No matter how impassioned the literati are, they will not really regard death as home.
Especially if he died at the hands of Zhao Chuanxin, he may still be stinking for 10,000 years.
I haven't heard that Zhao Chuanxin has killed good people.
Hu Shi's mouth was tightly closed.
Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and no longer paid attention to him, but said to a group of students: "I am waiting to hear the good news that you have succeeded in your studies and built this land, and now you will all go back to class for Lao Tzu." ”
In fact, there are many future masters present.
Because this solidarity activity is not only for the students of Shanghai Tang, but also for the students from the surrounding districts and counties.
It's just that Zhao Chuanxin doesn't recognize it.
He waved his hand: "Okay, the meeting is over, it's nothing!" ”
After speaking, he pushed away the students and walked out, while Qu Benqiao and the others followed closely.
Qu Benqiao persuaded tactfully: "Mr. Zhao, all of you are literati students, you really shouldn't say this." If you want to come here, many things will be reported tomorrow, and the pen of the literati is as fast as a knife, and once it spreads, it will damage your reputation. ”
Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "What the hell do I have a reputation? Notoriety? I need fame? ”
Qu Benqiao: "......"
It was the first time he had met such a person.
Everyone in the world cherishes feathers, and it is the first time I have seen someone blacken themselves.
He thought about it for a while, and admired Zhao Chuanxin's cleverness.
Only self-deprecation can make people lower their expectations. Doing a good deed, on the contrary, is unforgettable.
Feng Jichuan's temper is a little impulsive and a little hot-blooded.
He clapped his hands together: "Mr. Zhao is the dragon and phoenix among people, and he does big things informally, and Feng admires him very much." Listening to your words today is better than reading a book for ten years. ”
And Liu Maosheng seemed to be interested in befriending Zhao Chuanxin, he whispered: "Mr. Zhao, Liu has quite ears and eyes all over the country, and there are two things that Mr. Zhao may be interested in." First, the one in the Forbidden City has a small body. Second, the Japanese have recently been ready to make a move, setting up organs in Liaoyuan and other places outside the Guanxi Province, surveying and mapping everywhere, and colluding with the banners, obviously with ill intentions......
Cixi and Zhao Chuanxin did not deal with each other.
So he felt that Zhao Chuanxin would be interested in these two things.
But Zhao Chuanxin smiled indifferently: "Cixi, who is old and immortal, should blow the lamp and pull out the wax next year."
Zhao took his apprentices around the country, thinking that he would not only meet the Japanese in the desert and grassland, but also meet the Tsarist Russians, and then send them to wait for Cixi below. ”
Feng Jichuan was stunned: "I have heard that Mr. Zhao is known as a mage, could it be that Mr. Zhao calculated that the one in the Forbidden City will die?" Can it be at the beginning of the year? ”
Zhao Chuanxin smiled mysteriously: "It's about winter." ”
The three of them were shocked.
Liu Maosheng and Qu Benqiao were skeptical, while Feng Jichuan, an old fan who admired Zhao Chuanxin, believed it: "This is a big thing......
"The return of the old immortal is a big deal, don't care about these details." Zhao Chuanxin raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It's not too early, Zhao still has to go west to get the truth...... Ah no, it's a trip, and that's it. ”
After speaking, without waiting for the three of them to react, they put their hands in their pockets and walked westward leisurely.
(End of chapter)