Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 123 Chang Kaishen’s brother-in-law?

Special train from Jinling to Hangcheng.

Car No. 1 of the train was completely booked, and there were even uniformed soldiers guarding the door of the car.

The decoration in the carriage has also been renovated, presumably because some effort was put into it for this trip.

There were seven or eight people in the carriage, two or three of them were soldiers in military uniforms, and almost everyone else was wearing suits.

The glasses on the faces of several gentlemen are almost crushing the bridge of their noses. They are obviously scholars.

Sitting at the largest table in the middle is a young man with a high-spirited face and a delicately combed oily hair.

He also held a few of the latest newspapers in his hands and read them carefully.

He is Song Ziliang, Song Ziwen's second brother, and Chang Kaishen's brother-in-law.

Since returning from studying in the United States, he has been holding important positions in the national government, and his promotion is like drinking water.

First he served as the secretary of the foreign affairs department, and then he took up the post of director-general of foreign affairs this year. At only thirty-one years old, he is quite impressive.

When he saw the contents of the newspaper, he immediately curled his lips and said.

"These newspapers are always bragging. Is Bao Guowei really as powerful as they say? Then why do we still need to solve the epidemic in Hangzhou?"

"I heard that Bao Guowei is just a high school student. I have seen the method of preventing and treating epidemics. It has some scientific basis. If it can be implemented, it should be able to achieve some results."

The person who raised his head and spoke was Tang Feifan, who is now a professor at Jinling University School of Medicine and the director of the Department of Bacteriology.

He was specially recruited by Jinling a few days ago and is an expert accompanying the guidance team.

It is worth mentioning that in history, it was this gentleman who later organized and developed the first batch of 50,000 units of penicillin in China.

He graduated from Harvard Medical School in the United States and is obviously an absolute authority in dealing with epidemics.

He has already read Bao Guowei's "Epidemic Prevention and Control Plan".

Honestly, even he couldn't fault it.

But the American expert next to him had a different view. He raised his aquiline nose and spoke very proudly in authentic Chinese.

"Mr. Song, I think this method is very different from international methods. It seems that this student read the international epidemic prevention methods and modified a version out of thin air to deceive these officials."

Tang Feifan raised his eyes and looked at the American named Charles. To be honest, he had never heard of this name when he was studying in the United States.

However, this foreigner who appeared from nowhere was deeply trusted by the senior officials of the government.

In this era, foreigners always speak more effectively than Chinese people.

Song Ziliang also agreed very much. He turned a deaf ear to Tang Feifan's words and patted the table.

"Humph!"

"It's just nonsense. How did Hangcheng do it? He actually used the method of a high school student. It's simply a fantasy!"

He is not very old, but has great authority.

"I heard that he even talked about saving the country at the door of the train station, and domestic and foreign newspapers rushed to report on it. It seems that he is just a person who is seeking fame."

"When I come to Hangzhou this time, if I find out that this person has done anything wrong, I will definitely punish him."

He was obviously unhappy with the boasting in the newspapers.

In this era, even an ordinary foreigner can ride on the heads of Chinese people and shit.

They are rooted in pride and contempt.

So when talking to Song Ziliang, Charles didn't mean to flatter him at all, he told the truth.

"I have also heard about that bag. France's Le Figaro has reported on it in the past few days, and it seems that the review is not bad."

"Mr. Song, in my opinion this is a collision of ideological trends in your country."

It didn't matter if Charles didn't say that. Once he said it, Song Ziliang's eyes seemed to be even more fearful.

“Preventing and controlling epidemics is ultimately a thankless task. Officials in Hangzhou have always been better at management.

These are beyond Mr. Chu's control. There are many factions in the government in Hangzhou, and he can't even influence some of his subordinates. "

"The thinking of these officials is obvious. Dealing with the epidemic will not do them any good. On the contrary, if the epidemic continues, the superiors will have to allocate more supplies?"

"If you have supplies, you will have money and water. This is their way of officialdom."

Thinking of Fang Xinchuan's description of Hangzhou's officialdom, Bao Guowei felt that if he had low blood pressure, he could be cured on the spot.

These people don’t treat people as human beings at all?

"If you really have the ability to mobilize the students, maybe you can find someone to help."

"Mr. Cai Chunshou?"

Bao Guowei immediately thought of Cai Chunshou.

Although this gentleman has no public office, he plays an important role in the literary circles of Hangzhou.

In particular, he has published many educational books and now serves as the honorary principal of many middle schools in Hangzhou. He also teaches some courses in addition to writing.

If you want to mobilize the students, you can't go to the Education Bureau, but you might be able to do it if you go to him.

So on the morning of the second day after leaving Zhijiang University,

Bao Guowei took a car and arrived at Linpu Niuchangtou.

This is now a land and water transportation terminal. However, due to the epidemic, there are many fewer workers on the terminal.

However, in order to make a living, many dock workers are still unloading goods without any protective measures.

For the price of a nickel, Bao Guowei asked Cai Chunshou where he lived. Walking along the river, when passing a house, I suddenly heard a harsh singing.

"The fragrance of powder makes me lazy to add it, and the hatred of spring presses on my eyebrows."

"The West Chamber".

This melodious and ancient singing style should undoubtedly be Kun Opera.

In the past, when Bao Guowei heard this pure singing, he would praise it, but today it was jarring no matter how hard he listened.

Especially the sound of drumming combined with the surrounding scenery.

Squatting on the street corner, I don’t know whether they are refugees alive or dead.

The man sweating and coughing on the dock,

Or the old man who passes by from time to time, with a haggard and painful look on his face,

For a moment, I felt that this scene was a bit magical.

"The human world."

"Alive."

Such scarlet words kept echoing in Bao Guowei's mind.

He immediately quickened his pace and fled from here quickly.

When we found Cai Chunshou, he was reading a book in an ordinary brick and earth structure house.

The room was a little dark, so he moved the table to the yard, holding a brush in his hand, and concentrated on writing and drawing.

In the corner of the yard, a few little hens were surrounded by fences, making clucking sounds.

The big yellow dog at the door didn't recognize Bao Guowei when he saw him. Instead, he barked twice happily and wagged his tail.

"Who?"

Cai Chunshou noticed someone coming and asked without raising his head.

Seeing this scene, Bao Guowei felt that the gloom in his heart seemed to be healed a little, and he immediately cupped his hands and said.

"It's me, sir, Bao Guowei."

pat!

The brush in Cai Chunshou's hand suddenly lost his grip and fell directly on the paper, soaking into the paper and spreading out a large area of ​​black ink.

"Xian Bingwen!"

He stood up immediately, with surprise in his eyes, and immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Hey, I thought you wouldn't come. I didn't expect you would come today!"

Not long after, the two of them were sitting in front of the table. Cai Chunshou simply cleaned up and served Bao Guowei a plate of peanuts and some fruits grown by himself.

He also wanted to warm up the rice wine, but Bao Guowei refused. He has not been drinking recently.

"Half a month has passed since our last goodbye, and now Bingwenqin is famous all over the country!"

Cai Chunshou was obviously very happy and said while stroking his beard.

Bao Guowei's face was bitter, and he waved his hand and said.

"It's all just a nonsense in the Shanghai Stock Exchange. I just wanted to promote the fund-raising meeting. Who knew it would cause so many troubles? The main reason is that I am really impatient. When others say something wrong, I want to Speak carefully."

"It should be so, it should be so." Cai Chunshou smiled so hard that he lost his eyes. He looked at Bao Guowei as if he were his nephew.

"I don't understand movies, music, etc., but I know your enthusiasm in "Answer", your yearning for the rise of the country in "One Generation", and the twenty words of caution you said to Mr. Zhou Shuren. I can say that it is like thunder. ah!"

Bao Guowei opened his mouth, but he didn't expect that this matter had already reached Cai Chunshou's ears.

Wasn't it agreed that news would spread slowly in the Republic of China?

How come everyone in Hangzhou knows about it?

Who leaked it that day?

Cai Chunshou explained with a smile: "I still have some friends in Shanghai. Letters are sometimes much faster than newspapers."

The two chatted for a while, but Bao Guowei didn't want to chat, so he explained the purpose of his visit.

When he heard that it was about the epidemic, Cai Chunshou immediately became serious and said angrily.

"These Hangcheng officials, I knew they were useless. Bingwen, the "Measures for Prevention and Control of Epidemics" you provided is a good policy? Why can't it be implemented?"

Bao Guowei sighed and said.

"At this time, for the sake of the livelihood of millions of people, I want to mobilize some students to publicize knowledge about the epidemic. People's ideas have changed and they know how to protect themselves."

He briefly elaborated on the plan in his mind.

Cai Chunshou's eyes sparkled and he said without any hesitation.

"Bingwen, I know that you are the pillar of the country. If you can mobilize these students, I am bound to do my best! I will try my best!"

　It was just sent out and was reviewed.

　　Some words and positions have been changed. Sorry.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)