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Chapter 826 Thoughts will not be burned

The story about a Japanese who failed to steal books and then set fire to them spread like wildfire on the streets of Tianmen City.

However, most of those who are willing to believe this are low-level peddlers and ordinary people.

But in the eyes of those knowledgeable people, it is basically a joke of the emperor carrying a golden hoe.

What treasure do you, Li Mingshen, have that is worthy of the Japanese people's concern for you?
What's their level? What's your level?
It's not worth mentioning, it just makes people laugh.

But with the introduction of the new army, the joke becomes less funny.

In this era, the significance of Heaven, Earth, the Emperor, Parents and Teachers to the Chinese people is self-evident.

Putting aside feudal traditions, values ​​are actually one of the prerequisites for building mutual trust.

How can we quickly build trust when we are strangers? To put it simply, it comes down to these five words: country, hometown, leader, blood relatives, and teacher-student relationship.

Li Mingshen is not an ordinary teacher.

Now that Governor Yuan is in power, the Beiyang Army is growing stronger, and students who graduated from the Beiyang Western Studies School are spread across the civilian population and the military. These students are his connections and foundation.

Even if Professor Li wanted to rebel, someone would come forward to plead for him. Moreover, now that he was being bullied, if a student could not stand up and help the teacher, then he would not be able to raise his head in the world in the future.

Li Mingshen's house was burned to the ground overnight, and the next day, the Beiyang New Army entered the city, fully armed and aggressive. Countless disciples came to visit with banknotes, and surrounded the hotel where the old master was temporarily staying. Some people even prepared a quiet courtyard with a separate door and invited Master Li to move in.

Liu Maocai was pulled out of his bed and thrown into the prison of the prefectural government office, where he was whipped with horsewhips by several officers who claimed to be his senior brothers. Regardless of anything else, he was first convicted of the crime of disobedience.

Young people will more or less go through this stage. When they enter the rebellious period of adolescence, various hormones stimulate the brain and affect their thinking ability. After learning some skills, they become self-centered and think they can fly solo.

Very few geniuses can indeed break through the shackles of reality and create a new world.

But the vast majority of people are not only not geniuses, but are also far away from being geniuses.

Hashimoto Trading Company was also retaliated against. Soldiers don't care about your international appearance. They have many ways to play tricks on you. After a few days, Hashimoto complained bitterly and issued a public statement saying that his business behavior was normal and he was still trying to raise funds. He definitely did not set fire to the company or steal books.

But it has already happened. Who would believe you if you said it wasn't you who did it?

Professor Li was studying at home, and you came here for no reason, broke into the backyard and spoke nonsense despite being stopped. If it wasn't you, could it be that Professor Li set the fire himself?
The matter became more and more serious, and in the end even the Japanese consul in China had to come forward in person and invite local officials to sit down and explain the misunderstanding.

As for Lord Lu, the palace purchasing agent, he had already run back to the capital.

Nowadays, even the idle people in the teahouses on the street have started to talk about this hot topic, and everyone has become very curious about the collection of books in Professor Li's home.

Some people said that Professor Li fell off a cliff and picked up a secret book of martial arts. Some people said that Professor Li stole the most advanced warship design drawings of Fusang. Some people said that Professor Li met a god and got a book without words, which contained the names of 108 heroes. If these 108 heroes were gathered together, they could drive out the Tartars and recover the country...

Relatively speaking, rumors like "Professor Li traveled to the future, looted someone's bookstore and ran back" don't have much of a market. Ordinary people have limited knowledge and are more willing to believe statements that they can understand, that is, the jokes that book people talk about every day.

Everyone understands what you say about the 108 generals, but who understands what it means to travel through the future?

But no matter what, the news that Li Mingshen's family had the heavenly book had spread.

One night, a strange guest came to the home of Zhou Rong, a student of Li Mingshen. Although the introducer was his senior and they wanted to discuss academic matters, Zhou Rong had some guesses about the identity of the visitor.

"Are you a remnant of Kang Youwei and Liang Qichao, or a rebel in the South?"

"Haha, Mr. Zhou, you are joking. I am just a studious person."

The disguised Nong remained calm on the surface, but his tone was sincere: "I heard that Professor Li's manuscript contains discussions about the future new world, so I came here to seek advice."

"You are late. The books have been burned by the Fuso people."

"Only the words are burned, the thoughts will not be burned."

Zhou Rong laughed loudly upon hearing this: "This is a brilliant statement. Sir, you have such an awareness, and you are indeed qualified to comprehend the new learning of the future. Please follow me!"

At the doorstep of his house, Huo Dali, who was also in disguise, looked silently at the young New Army officer standing next to him.

The officer smiled and said, "Your Excellency has disguised yourself, but it actually doesn't look good. This shows that you have another legitimate identity in this place, so you need to hide it. For someone as strong as you, as long as you look hard, you can always find out."

Huo Dali remained silent.

The officer extended his hand and said with a smile: "My name is Meng Qing, and I am currently the commander of the artillery battalion of the new army."

Huo Dali stretched out his hand and shook hands with him, but did not say his name.

The imperial court had always been on high alert against revolutionaries, and those caught would be beheaded at the lightest and exterminated at the worst. So even though he knew the person in front of him was reliable, he was unwilling to easily reveal his true identity.

However, at the moment of shaking hands, Meng Qing already had some guesses in his mind.

For truly smart people, they can see a lot from you even if you don't say anything.

"Looking at your physique, I think you must have practiced martial arts for many years. Since you have a heart to serve your country, why don't you consider joining the army?"

"The imperial court has long been rotten from the root. What good can it do no matter how well Governor Yuan's new army is trained?"

"If you keep hiding your head and showing your tail like this, either sit back and waste your prime years with empty talk, or drop a few bombs to make some noise, is that the way to save the country?"

The two looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere gradually became tense.

However, at this moment, Huo Dali's ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly turned around and shouted, "Who?!"

Meng Qing immediately took out his pistol and looked in the direction of the sound, he heard a faint "whooshing" sound, as if someone was flying away quickly.

Huo Dali leaped two meters away and chased in the direction of the voice.

Meng Qing subconsciously wanted to chase after him, but then he changed his mind and feared that the other party was making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, so he stood at the door, alertly looking around.

I cursed in my heart that this world is really a mess. I just studied in private, but it was treated like a robbery, and there were thieves lurking in the dark...

(End of this chapter)