Fengxian Jiangshan

"Master, what the hell did you write? Why are these newspapers scolding you?" Zhang Zuoxiang's concubine, Hua Futian, has been sitting in the main hall with anxious expressions on her face. Zhang Zuoxiang is still in Fengcheng, at home. She handles everything on her own. Although she doesn't care much about outside affairs, she can't help but feel a little worried when she sees many newspaper articles scolding Zhang Tinglan.

"Auntie, why do you also like reading newspapers?" Zhang Tinglan glanced at the newspapers on the desktop, and was a little surprised that there were five or six newspapers on the table, Hua Futian never read these things at ordinary times.

"Eldest young master, don't think that my wife is talkative. As the saying goes, spitting stars will drown people. We have to be on our guard."

Zhang Tinglan also knew that this concubine really cared about him, so she said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've been writing articles these days, doing publicity, commemorating President Yuan, but some literati looked unhappy and wanted to scold me. They are all a bunch of chickens and dogs, and they can't do anything to me."

"It's good for the young master to be sure of this. The outside affairs are all managed by men, and I don't dare to control them, but I have to talk about something. What happened to that Zhou Xinyao, Dr. Zhou?"

While speaking, Hua Futian also showed a smile on his face, and pointed to the newspapers: "She brought them all here. It can be seen that that girl really cares about you. Do you have any thoughts, young master?"

"Auntie, where are you thinking? I just wanted to see that she has good medical skills and a suitable age, so I asked her to take care of Miss Xianrui. Besides, I beat the back of my head every day, so I don't have much skill!"

"Young Master, you can't use this as an excuse. People often say that getting married and starting a business, but getting married is ahead, and Han Qing's marriage is just around the corner. You are older than Han Qing, so don't delay, the master has been waiting for you for a long time. Hugging the grandson!"

In fact, many people have mentioned marriage with Zhang Tinglan, but firstly, Zhang Tinglan has not been active, and secondly, he really couldn't find a suitable candidate, so he kept procrastinating. Obviously, Hua Futian was anxious for Zhang Tinglan.

Zhang Tinglan could only chuckle, flipped through the newspaper, and asked, "Dr. Zhou is here?"

"Well, it's not good to let her go directly to the Sun's residence as a girl. That child Xianrui is also very shy, so I went to pick up Xianrui and let Dr. Zhou take a look at our house, so that they can get acquainted later. It's not too late to go. They're talking behind them now."

After Zhang Tinglan and Zhou Xinyao talked about it last time, they wanted to help people to the end.Please Hua Futian to matchmaking.Sun Liechen was worrying about his daughter's health, so they hit it off right away. Sun Xianrui has been here for two or three days in a row, and they get along very well.

While talking, Zhou Xinyao and Sun Xianrui walked over from behind. Zhou Xinyao didn't wear a doctor's white coat today.Instead, she wore a dark green top with a floral short skirt underneath, looking dignified and elegant, yet pretty.The face is pink and fair, the eyebrows are delicate and pleasant, and she really has the air of a lady.

As for Sun Xianrui, he is a little pitiful in comparison, with a yellow and thin face, and two big eyes, which makes him feel a little pitiful, but he is in good spirits, and his face is full of smiles.

Seeing Zhang Tinglan, Sun Xianrui first smiled and said: "Brother Tinglan, thank you for your trouble. Sister Zhou is much smarter than those quack doctors. I feel much more comfortable these two days."

"It's not so amazing." Zhou Xinyao said with a smile: "My sister's three points are due to her congenital deficiency, and the seven points are bored. Usually, chat with others more and just walk around!"

Sun Xianrui smiled wryly: "I'm the only one in the family, and I don't have brothers or sisters. Who should I tell?"

"Then call here." Hua Futian said with a smile: "We have a lot of people here, and it's also lively, and Zhuoyan even built a manor outside the city, so let's go for a stroll if we have nothing to do."

Sun Xianrui nodded slightly, at this time Zhou Xinyao peeked at Zhang Tinglan, hesitant to speak, Zhang Tinglan suppressed it, and said with a smile: "Doctor Zhou, you haven't heard that if there are too many lice, don't bite. Don’t you worry if it’s too much? I’ve been used to being scolded by others during this time, and I can let them say what they want, in short, I can do what I should do, as long as I have a clear conscience!”

"Clumsy words, a lot of money is worth a lot of money. I believe that what you do is justified. It's just that other people don't know it. A few days ago, I sent a telegram to my classmates, urging them to come to Fengtian. Do things, and in the end, some people say that they will not work for the remnants of the imperial system."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xinyao's face was also a little red. A girl's family, who is not doing well, is helping to recruit talents everywhere, which is obviously a bit too enthusiastic.

She hastily explained: "I'm just saying that Fengtian has a good atmosphere, they can give full play to their talents, and really do something, so that they won't waste their time."

Obviously her explanation was a bit forced, and Zhang Tinglan also noticed something unusual, but he paid more attention to those students.If Fengtian wants to develop, it must absorb talents from all corners of the country, and it is best to be young people who are not polluted. They have no problems with old-fashioned characters and are full of energy.

However, as Zhou Xinyao said, these people are also the most susceptible to interference from various distracting thoughts. Everyone has a secondary school, the key is to let them wake up quickly and find the right way, otherwise it will be a waste of talent. They are all a loss in themselves.

Zhang Tinglan suddenly realized that what she was facing was actually a battlefield of public opinion propaganda, vying for the right to speak, and publicizing herself, and even the entire Fengtian development concept, so that more people could accept it, and naturally attract aspiring young people from all over the world.

"Doctor Zhou really wakes up the dreamer with one word. In addition to bowing his head to work, he also needs to make a big publicity, but it's obviously not enough to rely on me alone, and I have to support some imperial literati."

Zhou Xinyao couldn't help laughing, two dimples appeared on her delicate face, which was small and lovely.

"It's not something good people do to support imperial literati. I don't know whether I should trust you or not!"

"I have never been a good person. Thousands of people have died at my hands. There are Mongolian bandits, sectarian parties, and powerful thugs. And I dare not say that there are no unjust deaths, but still That sentence, I have a clear conscience, these things are good for Fengtian, and even for this country."

There was a strong self-confidence in Zhang Tinglan's words, and Zhou Xinyao was also attracted, with a strange look in his eyes. This may be the difference between a doer and an empty talker!

"Actually, this society needs critics, but it doesn't need people who can only abuse. Take this time I advocate a grand commemoration of Yuan Shikai, and even how many days in a row, publishing articles to commemorate him. Apart from selfish distractions, it is also for the sake of this country. Okay. After Yuan Shikai proclaimed himself emperor, Beiyang quickly divided and the country fell apart. Now, by commemorating Yuan Shikai and reuniting the hearts of the people, the country can be stabilized quickly. And the achievements of Yuan Shikai are emphasized, such as democratic republic, parliamentary politics, national unity, and judiciary Constitutionalism, etc., are all advocated by the academic circles and the revolutionary party, but in the end their actions have betrayed their own ideas, don’t you think it’s strange?”

Zhou Xinyao's vision is very broad, and her ability to understand is not slow. She nodded: "Indeed, I have also read Zhuoyan's articles, and they are indeed very pertinent. Take the essence and discard the dross. Yuan Shikai is not useless!"

"Not only is it not useless, but even if it becomes the emperor, it is a good transitional figure. The people who scold Yuan Shikai are really despicable. They are just consuming the dead. The defenders and the revolutionary party want to slander Yuan Shikai to achieve The purpose of attacking Beiyang and then replacing it. As for those people in the academic world, most of them abuse for the sake of abuse. In their articles, there is no reasonable suggestion, and the whole article is slander. Such articles can not only provoke conflicts Other than that, it doesn't work at all."

This society needs critics, and it also needs calm reflection, but a qualified critic should not only scold others, but also learn to cure diseases and save lives, and put forward reasonable suggestions and improvement measures, so that your articles are valuable.

Most of these literati in the Republic of China can only abuse and slander. Their articles are full of contempt for China, but they have a servile attitude towards the West, wishing to be reborn in the past in their next life.Some people also put forward suggestions for improving the society, but most of the suggestions have not gone to the scope of total Westernization. Regardless of the right or wrong of total Westernization, this kind of idea cannot be realized in China. Obviously, they are also the result of no thinking. .

Such people are not critics, nor are they the conscience of the society, but mad dogs who bite their own people, slander the nation, slander culture, play reverse nationalism, and promote inferiority complex. Such people can be called cultural thieves, even national thieves!

"Zhuoyan, I have to write down these words and send them to my classmates so they can think about them!" Zhou Xinyao said with a smile.

Chatting with Zhou Xinyao for a while, Zhang Tinglan found that the right to speak is indeed very important. If you want to win the favor of young talents, you must let them agree with your own ideas. The smell of wine is also afraid of deep alleys!

Zhang Tinglan found Lao Zhang at random, and put forward his own suggestion to him, to form a strong propaganda department, and search for some handy pens, not only to commemorate Yuan Shikai this time, but also to use them for anything in the future. In the past, Fengtian only relied on spending money to buy newspapers and let newspapers speak for themselves. This method is not a long-term solution.

We need to train our own propaganda team, create our own publications, publicize Fengtian’s construction achievements, save the country through hard work, promote industrialization, advocate science and engineering education, and engage in debates with old-fashioned literati and those bastards who only know how to abuse...

It was the first time Lao Zhang noticed this kind of thing, and it sounded reasonable to him, but it would cost a lot of money to support a group of literati, and Fengtian's finances were not rich.

"Marshal, if you feel that the funds are a bit difficult, why not contract this work to me, and I will ask the industrial group to pay for it, and set up a special cultural propaganda company, let them be responsible for public opinion issues, introduce market-oriented operations, and ensure that it will be successful. Win those single-handed unscrupulous literati and regain the right to speak!" (To be continued...)