In name only: In the name of Zhao Mengsheng's son!

If Zhao Zhongxin knew what Zhou Guichun was thinking, would he lead Jingzhou to another rebellion? I'll give you a piece of my mind! Make Jingzhou great again? If you fail, you'll lose the provincial capital, the sub-provincial city status, and you might not even become a prefecture-level city. You'll be called Jingzhou County soon, then you'll know the pain!

I'm from Beijing. My grandparents are buried in Beijing. My family's ancestral graves are in Beijing. You want me to "offend" them? The key question is, who would I be "offending"? My dad? My father-in-law? My uncles? Why would I want to "offend" them? I'm not Huang Chao, who thought conquering Chang'an was easier than passing the imperial examinations. But I've already passed the imperial examinations! Am I crazy?!

If Zhang Dongxin were here, he would definitely say: "You, Zhao Zhongxin, want to punish the North and start an uprising in Jingzhou. Are you afraid of an entire province? What if you add my Linjiang Province to the mix? If you, Zhao Zhongxin, start an uprising, I, Zhang Dongxin, will definitely lend a hand."

"Hey, take that yellow cloth down. I think my brother-in-law is a bit cold, put it on him!"

Zhao Zhongxin!

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

Gao Yuliang also said, "Anyway, I'm already old. My daughter is protected by Committee Member Zhao, and my illegitimate child is in Hong Kong. If things go wrong, I can leave. I'll go with you! After all, you are my most valued disciple. And my Dongjiang is the gateway to the east and west of your Han Dynasty. I can help you stop the Northern Army coming down the river!"

You, Handong, have contained Lincheng, that key. I control the Yangtze River. Zhang Dongxin guarantees your backside won't be compromised. Perhaps there's a real chance! If the Southern Ming had been of one mind back then, they could have truly divided the country along the Huai River!

Zhao Zhongxin!

"No, Professor Gao, you're coming too? The Northern Army? I'm the Southern Army now? You really are a scholar, using the subtle language of the Spring and Autumn Annals. Shouldn't this be called a rebel army?"

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Zhou Guichun's subordinates and the people from the Han University gang nodded in agreement as they looked at Zhao Zhongxin's divide-and-conquer strategy. Li Kangjian even took out his notebook and started taking notes!

Liu Kun glanced at him and said, "Hey buddy, why don't you be the secretary? Compared to you, I'm like a greenhorn!"

"Governor Zhao! It seems you're quite satisfied with the shopping mall in Feilong District of Lincheng, haha. Our reporter is quite pleased with..."

One of the reporters spoke up, but Zhao Zhongxin quickly interrupted him!

"This is the result of the joint efforts of four districts and seven counties in Lin City. It's not just a shopping mall for one district or county; it's a shopping mall for the people!"

"Well said!"

Upon hearing this, Li Kangjian immediately clapped, and everyone else joined in!

Even the glamorous celebrities were a bit confused. What did this clapping mean? But when the officials started clapping, they joined in.

Although they are glamorous, they are nothing but ants in front of these people. Offending them, especially the one in the middle, the provincial governor, a powerful official, who is under the jurisdiction of the State Administration of Radio and Television, means that people from the State Administration of Radio and Television might have to come out to greet Zhao Zhongxin!

That reporter!

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A group of officials glared at him, thinking, "Damn it, the governor just solved the problem, and you're bringing it up again? Are you getting cocky? Trying to get back on your feet!"

Back on the Costa, Zhao Zhongxin was also sweating bullets. Although no provincial governor had ever been so popular with the people since the founding of the People's Republic of China, he had almost become the first. Look at those two bastards from the Lincheng team just now, they were practically ready to throw the ball to him and then tackle him. Luckily, he was quick-witted! He had found the weakness of the Handong people and decided to divide and conquer them.

Although we are good fighters, there are several thousand of them. If we were on horseback and wearing armor, we might be able to fight our way through them!

Thatcher gave it a thumbs up! You, Zhao Zhongxin, have heard my story?

Zhao Zhongxin, how could I not have heard of him? As for who is the god of cavalry, it's hard to say, there are too many masters. But if we're talking about who is the god of cavalry after World War I, then it's definitely you, Thatcher!

Fifty policemen, assembled to the teeth, became heavily armored cavalry. Facing a square formation of 6000 British workers, they launched a heroic charge, instantly scattering the men to pieces. The British workers cursed, "Fuck your mother!"

We don't have any ranged attacks here. Do we have any spears or guns? Let's shoot pineapples.

In contrast, Thatcher's cavalry, like the Crusaders, treated British workers as heretics! Charging left and right, they were quite imposing. You should be glad they were wielding clubs, not spears or cavalry sabers, otherwise it would have been as simple as just fighting with the people—it would have been a massacre!

After breaking up the formation, they sent thousands of police officers with riot shields to arrest people. The coordinated infantry and cavalry tactics were brilliant! Excellent!

This is the famous Battle of Auggrew! Of course, the ones who learned the essence of British strategy from this are none other than the southern part of the peninsula!

Heavy cavalry against infantry is like a father beating his son, and these infantrymen are unarmed! You lived during the enlightened era of the British Empire. If it had been a hundred years earlier, no, just a few decades ago, would those capitalists have shown you what cruelty truly meant? Would you still dare to gather and cause trouble? Thatcher was a woman, with a soft heart! She warned you first! Why are you wasting your breath talking to them?

In North America, when enslaved Africans get old and can no longer work, the plantation owners at least feed them. This shows other enslaved Africans that plantation owners won't abandon them. As long as you work hard, I'll arrange jobs for your whole family, generation after generation! You'll have food and drink!

Plantation owners would even avoid having enslaved people work during the hottest part of the day! London? Heh heh!

In the British Empire? If hell truly exists, it must be in London. The cruelty of industrialization is appalling. From five to eighty years old, everyone is useful; the British Empire doesn't support idlers. Respect for the elderly and care for the young? A five-year-old isn't old, so there's no need for respect. An eighty-year-old isn't young either, so there's no need for care!

For example, some people may know that five-year-old children are cleaning chimneys, but what they may not know is that the instructors who teach them will vigorously rub salt water on the children's knees and elbows to form calluses from climbing chimneys. Why don't they use protective gear?

Excuse me, how can you use tools?

If a child gets stuck or is too scared to climb up, the worker will light the fire and kindly tell the children that if they climb slowly, their bottoms will get on fire!

What's even more hellish is that the first thing a chimney sweep does is to get the previous chimney sweep out of the chimney!

(Those interested can search for it themselves!)

So how could Zhao Zhongxin not recognize you, Thatcher? You made the cavalry, which had been dormant for over a century, great again! The first cavalry commander after World War I! Quan Kaka must have deliberately orchestrated that Gwangju Unrestricted Fighting Tournament because of you! You were his mentor! You brought the crowd together in a chaotic frenzy!

(Chapter 2 today! Godfathers, you've been waiting!)