British writer

Two days later.

University of Tokyo School of Medicine.

At this time, Tokyo University was not like modern times. The medical department had not yet established an affiliated hospital. It only had consulting rooms and wards that could accept patients on a small scale.

In the clinic,

Naito Honan sat on a small chair, rubbing his face, feeling extremely aggrieved.

The doctor opposite reprimanded:

"Stop rubbing that face of yours!"

Naito Honan had no choice but to put his hands into his trouser pockets.

The doctor complained: "I just said that our Imperial University should not set up a Kampo medicine department. Those people are so unreliable. Your face is broken, and they are still boiling black juice for you to drink. This is It's good to go down, but if you drag it for too long, there will be problems with the bite relationship."

Naito Honan was actually very confused.

Who would have thought that his cheek would be fractured just after being punched twice by a few angry students.

At that time, he just thought it was an ordinary bruise on the nose and face, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

Moreover, the president of Tokyo University, Kikuchi Dairo, was very generous and took him to the medical department for free diagnosis and treatment, so he did not go to other hospitals.

The doctor sighed again,

"It's hard to recover."

Naito Honan's whole body was numb.

"is it serious?"

The doctor waved his hand,

"It's not serious at all. You know what occlusion is, right?"

This medical term is easier to understand literally.

Naito Honan nodded,

"like this."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth wide and began to imitate chewing movements, with his upper and lower teeth touching each other during the closing process.

After just doing it, he covered his face,

"It hurts!"

The doctor raised his eyebrows,

"How many times have I told you not to touch your face!"

Naito Honan honestly withdrew his hand and put it into his pocket again.

The doctor sighed and said: "Your fracture is not healed yet, is it possible to stop the pain? Moreover, it is 80% likely to be healed. With your current bite, you will not be able to chew meat thoroughly, speak with a sinister tone, kiss...cough cough cough... …”

Naito Honan's head is full of black lines,

￣□￣｜｜

“I didn’t expect Kampo medicine to be so deceptive.”

The doctor waved his hand,

"You are not speaking strictly. Kampo medicine is still effective, but it just depends on luck...well...I mean, it just depends on the doctor and the patient's relationship."

grass!

Naito Honan ran through ten thousand grass and mud horses in his heart.

The doctor continued: "Really, I didn't lie to you! A patient came here in the first ten days of this month, and he relies on Kampo medicine to survive."

Naito Hunan nodded with satisfaction,

How could the medical skills from China be inferior to the crooked practices of Westerners?

He smiled, but it hurt badly.

He quickly stopped his smile and asked the other party: "Can you tell me in detail?"

"Tsk..."

The doctor was speechless,

Judging from his expression, he seemed to be a little unhappy when he thought of the patient.

"The patient needs medication, but his kidneys and liver are not doing well and may not be able to handle it," he said.

Naito Honan asked: "In the end, Kampo medicine cured it?"

The doctor shook his head,

"Don't interrupt me and listen to me. I had no choice at the time, so I asked him about his medical history. As a result, they said that he had always believed in Chinese medicine and had been taking Chinese medicine for more than ten years. He didn't care about us at all. He looks down on people wearing white coats. He thinks we are not doctors."

Naito Honan wanted to laugh even more,

But considering the injury on his face, he tried to hold on tight.

The doctor continued: "I told him that Kampo medicine may be toxic to the liver and kidneys."

Naito Honan is curious,

"Really?"

The doctor rolled his eyes at him angrily.

"Whether there is or not depends on the curative effect. The patient died yesterday. Everyone said that he was fine after drinking Kampo medicine all his life. But he was treated to death by Western medicine as soon as he came here. He was less than 40 years old. So you see, Kampo medicine is still Effective."

Silence falls,

"..."

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere in the clinic became extremely strange.

Naito Honan slowly stood up, walked out of the consultation room, and left the medical department.

He had a strange feeling in his heart,

After the last communication with Lu Shi, this weirdness persisted for a long time.

After talking to the doctor today, it became even more intense.

But this feeling is hard to describe,

It was as if the foundation of the building that I had been pouring was being taken away bit by bit by an indescribable hand.

"Huh~"

He exhaled a breath and looked around.

In mid-spring, the campus of Dongda University is blooming with life.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, leaving patches of light and shadow on the ground, swaying in the wind.

Di Dasheng, wearing a dark school uniform, hurried past.

On a bench not far away, several students were happily exchanging something.

"Sure enough, Japan is the orthodox inheritor of Chinese culture."

"I feel so too."

"And our culture is the same."

…

Naito Honan couldn't stand listening anymore.

He stepped forward and said in a gentle manner: "Everyone, the idea of ​​'succession from the same origin' is not quite right. In fact, the Onin Rebellion is the dividing line in Japanese history, and Japanese history before the Onin Rebellion should be considered foreign history."

Onin is the reign name of Emperor Gotsuchimikado.

The Onin Rebellion is considered by academic circles to be the beginning of the Warring States Period in Japan. The Western Army headed by Yamana Sozen and the Eastern Army headed by Hosokawa Katsumoto fought fiercely.

Then came the troubled times,

Oda, Toyotomi, Tokugawa...

Those familiar names appeared.

Several Japanese students were confused.

Someone asked: "Who are you?"

Naito Hunan is embarrassed,

He is just a columnist now, so he can't pull the tiger's skin and try to push the banner. He can only continue to output opinions:

"I have a basis for saying this. Japan's development from the Asuka Period to Nara and then to the Warring States Period was a catalytic event of a relatively low-level civilization being influenced by a high-level civilization."

No need to explain, several students also know:

Low level civilization: Japan;

High level civilization: China.

Because of contact with the Sui and Tang dynasties, Dahua reforms allowed the tribal alliance to become a feudal country;

Because of contact with the Ming Dynasty, the "Wu family" power rose.

But this statement will obviously stimulate students' self-esteem.

They were all annoyed.

Someone said: "You are farting! What kind of low-level civilization? What kind of high-level civilization?"

Naito Honan said "Uh..."

"Didn't you just say, 'Japan is the orthodox successor of Chinese culture'? Why don't you admit it now?"

What he was thinking was,

Only by acknowledging those histories can any future actions against China be justified.

Because, at the beginning of the 20th century, the offensive and defensive trends were different;

The current Japan is the "high-level civilization" and can use various and even aggressive means to save China, a "low-level civilization", from dire straits, just like the Yuan and Qing dynasties.

But those students didn’t think so,

They stared angrily at Naito Konan,

Suddenly, someone said: "Isn't this person... the one that day! Professor Lu showed up when he came to communicate for the first time..."

The students looked at each other.

Immediately afterwards, someone took the lead in shouting: "Traitor!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

boom--

Naito Konan received a hard punch on his left cheek.

He fell to the ground.

The little pearls were spinning in her eyes, but she tried her best not to shed them.

Fortunately, the sensible ones among those students stopped their agitated companions and scolded: "Don't do it!"

The scene did not become more chaotic.

The group of students gave Naito Honan a hard look and left immediately.

Watching them leave, Naito Honan couldn't help but grit his teeth and shook his head.

Suddenly, he found that his bite was restored.

At this moment, he seemed to be inspired by something inexplicable. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hold back and burst out laughing wildly:

"Hahahahaha!"

The laughter attracted the side glances of students passing by.

"madman?"

"Well, he looks crazy."

"Our school is really stressful. Sigh..."

…

Listening to these discussions, Naito Honan stood up.

He dusted off his butt,

"

Go to such a high level!

Get out of this low-level civilization!

Damn historical research!

"

After venting his roar, Naito Konan kicked the bench next to him hard.

"Professor Lu is right."

He stepped on his broken leather shoes and walked away,

Thought,

I won’t serve you anymore!

…

Port of Tokyo.

"Ah sneeze!"

Lu Shi sneezed inexplicably.

He never imagined that during his unplanned visit to Japan, the "Cultural Center Movement Theory" and "Tang and Song Dynasty Transformation Theory" would disappear in the long river of history, and even the future Kyoto School would be uprooted.

Because Naito Konan is the root of the Kyoto School,

He was pulled out.

Natsume Soseki asked curiously: "Lu, the weather is so nice, why do you still catch the cold?"

Lu Shi shook his head,

"No, I'm not sick."

He touched his nose and couldn't find the reason. He could only attribute it to the sea breeze.

"It was probably blown away by the wind."

The sea breeze shuttles between the ports, gently blowing the masts and making a melodious sound.

The huge cruise ship whistled,

Dirty dirty——

Set sail soon.

I was surrounded by travelers who were about to embark on their journey, saying goodbye to their relatives and friends.

Lu Shi waved his hand,

"Don't talk about this. Natsume, what are your plans for the future?"

Natsume Soseki whispered: "Lu, you know, I am planning to write a novel that reflects social issues. It will be serialized in "Azalea" and I will send someone to mail it to you."

Lu Shi understood,

Come to think of it, the other person was talking about the movie "Brother" (also translated as "Young Master").

Mr. Lu Xun spoke highly of this work.

Natsume Soseki pondered,

"I think you shouldn't worry about me, but you should worry about Miss Liang."

Lu Shi was startled, then laughed.

Liang Qichao and Zhang Taiyan have been studying how to improve Chinese Pinyin day and night for the past two days.

As a result, Liang Sishun insisted on not being accurate.

The original words are: "Why do you touch the teaching materials compiled by Mr.!?"

Not even giving her father Liang Qichao face.

Lu Shi couldn't suppress his smile.

Maybe Liang Sishun will become a famous educator in the future and have higher achievements than other descendants of the Liang family.

Natsume Soseki was quite emotional,

"I wonder if Japanese will also have pinyin as an auxiliary tool in the future, making it easier to learn."

Lu Shigang was about to reply,

At this time, several Japanese people came slowly.

The leader is Tou Shanman.

He was still dressed as a ronin, and the two samurai swords on his waist collided with each other as he walked, and the scabbards made a slight "click-click" sound.

At the same time, several British guards guarded Lu Shi.

The captain said in imperfect Japanese: "Gentlemen, please remove your weapons."

The head of the mountain is full of frowns,

"The Japanese sword is the soul of the Japanese samurai, let's wait..."

The captain interrupted directly: "Then let me put it another way. You must remove your weapon now. This is an order, not a request!"

Tou Shanman's face instantly turned dark.

However, facing the British, there was no way.

He nodded to his men,

"I come over."

After saying that, he took off the knife and leaned over.

The guard captain looked at Lu Shi, saw him nodding, and then made way for him.

The mountain is approaching.

As a result, before he could speak, Lu Shi spoke first.

"The Japanese sword is the soul of the samurai. Why?"

Tou Shanman immediately replied: "It is sharp and hard, and it is an invincible weapon in the world."

Lu Shi smiled,

"The katana sword was born out of the Tang sword, so it naturally has the shortcomings of the Tang sword. Because of the heavy power and speed of the sword, the sword cannot be too heavy. As long as the wooden stick is soaked in boiling tung oil, it becomes tough and strong, and it can be used head-on with the katana sword. It will naturally be broken."

Toushan didn't answer anything at all.

Because the trick of soaking in boiling tung oil was used in the Ming Dynasty,

At that time, Japan was called:

Japanese pirates.

If we continue to talk about this topic, Toushanman will naturally be as short as when we landed on land.

By that time, the momentum will be exhausted and it will not be suitable for the subsequent topics.

Toushan turned around and said, "Sir Lu is going back to London? Why didn't you notify us, the Black Dragon Society, and asked us to bid farewell to you?"

Lu Shi smiled,

"Didn't I tell Mr. Zhang already?"

Toushan Manman's eyes shrank, and he looked at Lu Shi more highly in his heart.

If this Chinese is not the KBE of Great Britain, I will definitely try every means to get rid of him.

Unfortunately……

There is no "if".

No matter how much he liked to walk alone, Tou Shanman would not use his head to test the accuracy of British muskets.

Tou Shanman whispered: "Sir Lu, have you ever read "Cuckoo"? There are many book reviews of "Lord of the Flies" on it."

Lu Shi felt like a mirror in his mind,

The British Ambassador to Japan Buchanan's information was correct, and Toyama Mitsuru was indeed here for this matter.

He said: "Of course I know. Those book reviews are all very well written, and they echo the article "In the face of survival, everything is a trivial matter" in the "Yomiuri Shimbun". The collision of ideas created fierce sparks!"

"idiot!"

Toushan is very angry,

"Sir Lu, you...you..."

He finally regained his breath and bowed deeply.

"A sensation in your private Marseille! I apologize for my rudeness."

Lu Shi did not respond.

Tou Shanman just bowed like this,

I don't know how long it took, but sweat fell from my forehead and hit the ground, forming a small puddle.

finally,

"That's it."

Lu Shi's emotionless voice sounded.

Tou Shanman straightened up and then said: "Sir Lu, have you ever heard of Mr. Li from your country? He came to Japan in 1894."

This is undoubtedly a reference to the assassination of Li Hongzhang by Toyotaro Koyama.

The threat of Chiguoguo.

Lu Shi chuckled,

"Is there anything new?"

Toyama Mitsuru clenched his fists, veins popped out on the back of his hands, and continued: "Last year, I visited Mr. Ito."

Lu Shi nodded,

"Last year? Mr. Ito was not an official, he resigned. However, he and Mr. Saionji worked intensively to try to facilitate negotiations with Russia."

Tou Shanman became more and more concerned about Lu Shi.

"Sir Lu really pays attention to international events."

Lu Shi said: "However, I think Mr. Toushan does not want Japan-Russia negotiations."

Toyama Mitsuru said: "Yes, I went to visit Mr. Ito just to give him 'advice'. Unfortunately, at the age of 61, he was somewhat deaf. Although he stretched his neck and looked attentive, he still couldn't hear clearly. what I said."

As he said that, Tou Shanman and Lu Shi looked at each other.

Unexpectedly, Lu Shi's expression was very relaxed.

That way, looking at the mountains full of heads, it's like studying the diversity of species.

Toushan felt insulted.

He continued: "At that time, I said to Mr. Ito, 'Your Excellency, please let me sit closer so that you can hear clearly.' Who would have thought that Mr. Ito reacted fiercely and refused loudly, 'You are already sitting close enough. ”. After that, he asked me to leave, saying that he was old and no longer interested in political affairs. "

Toyama Manchu calls himself the "King of Ronin".

In Ito Hirobumi's eyes, this guy might pull out a sharp short sword from the fat sleeve of his kimono.

But Lu Shi didn't panic at all.

"Then what?"

The head of the mountain is half a step forward,

"Sir Lu, if you get closer to me, you will know what happens next."

These words are exactly the same as the words he threatened Ito Hirobumi, "Your Excellency, please let me sit closer so that you can hear clearly."

It's a direct, brutal physical threat.

Natsume Soseki yelled: "Touyama, watch your words!"

Tou Shanman snorted coldly,

"Sir Lu, what do you think?"

Who would have thought that Lu Shi didn't even look at Toushan Manman, but simply said:

"oh."

Tou Shanman:? ? ?

That’s it! ?

Lu Shi's statement, that's it! ?

He was stunned on the spot.

Lu Shi was still very calm and asked, "Are you done?"

Tou Shanman didn't react for a moment and nodded in confusion.

"That's it."

Lu Shi nodded,

"Well, so be it."

After speaking, he nodded to the guards and said,

The latter understood and carried his suitcase up to the deck from the separate gangway.

Lu Shi patted Natsume Soseki on the shoulder,

"See you later."

Natsume Soseki was also confused. He glanced at Toyama Mitsuru next to him and asked in a low voice: "Is this really okay?"

Lu Shi replied: "Sir Buchanan told me that as long as Toushan dares to take action, he can find an excuse and deal with it."

Natsume Soseki said "Huh?" and looked around.

"But the minister is not here."

Lu Shi smiled and said,

"Natsume, take care."

After saying that, he stepped onto the gangway.

Tou Shanman watched his back getting further and further away before he finally came back to his senses.

Doubts in my heart,

Is Lu Shi stupid?

Didn't this guy understand the threat he just made?

But he looks pretty smart...

Or are you saying that you are stupid and did not understand that Lu Shi understood his threat?

The more Toushan Man thought about it, the more dizzy he became. He could only shake his head, clearing those things out of his mind, and slowly walked towards his men.

At some point, Uchida Ryohei also came.

He came quickly,

"President!"

Toushan couldn't help but frown,

"Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to deal with your uncle's affairs?"

Because of his influence on the "Xinmin Congbao", Hiraoka Kotaro was detained by the military police, and Uchida Ryohei was sent to Yokohama to fish for people.

He said respectfully: "Uncle, everything is fine."

The head mountain is full of sighs,

"Of course I know it's okay. But we still have to minimize the time we spend in it, let's..."

Before he finished speaking, Uchida Ryohei rushed to speak: "Uncle has been released."

"idiot!"

Tou Shan was furious,

Just now, Lu Shi was so angry that he had no way to vent his anger. Now that he saw that Uchida Ryohei was not old or young, he started scolding him fiercely.

But Ryohei Uchida did not perform any traditional Japanese performing arts——

Apologize.

He didn't even bow;

"President, it was Ambassador Buchanan who helped negotiate the case, so my uncle was able to escape so quickly."

In an instant, the hair on Tou Shanman's back stood up.

That was the instinct of the beast telling him:

The boy in front of me wants to rebel!

He subconsciously touched his waist, only to find that it was empty.

The reliable katana is not there.

Uchida Ryohei chuckled,

"President, don't always think about using knives or guns. And... humph... if you really have to use knives or guns, then the matter will be easier to solve."

He waved to his men behind him,

The subordinate understood and handed the two knives of Toyama Mitsuru to Uchida Ryohei.

And Uchida Ryohei threw it to Touyama Mitsuru,

"I gave you the knife."

Toushan Man looked at the knife in his hand,

For some reason, he thought of what Lu Shi had just told him about Tang Dao.

His fingers moved, but in the end, he did not pull out the knife.

Uchida Ryohei smiled and said,

"President, I bought you a house in Fukuoka. If you have time, can you go and see the decoration there?"

Tou Shanman sighed slowly,

"..."

At this time, the cruise ship's whistle sounded,

Dirty dirty——

Extremely annoying.