I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Chapter 213 The Poor Peasant Is Myself

Li Jingfang looked at his dormitory with complicated emotions.

There are already two beds in the bedroom with futons on them.

However, these quilts were folded too neatly, as if they were blocks of tofu.

In fact, in the entire dormitory, all the sundries are neatly organized, making people feel like untouchable works of art.

Obviously, neither of these two roommates were foreign students from the Qing Dynasty. Li Jingfang felt that he was once again isolated intentionally or unintentionally because of his "father".

Li Jingfang was not assigned to the B-number dormitory like other international students, but was assigned to the B-number dormitory.

He felt he was being treated preferentially.

In fact, Li Jingfang really thought too much.

There are a total of 221 international students, and there will be separate dormitories for four people.

Li Jingfang was singled out only because he was listed last on the list submitted by Li Hongzhang's mission.

This is probably because Lao Li wants to show his selfless humility.

In fact, whether Zhu Fugui or the officials of the Education Department of the Ministry of Rites, no one knew who Li Jingfang was, and they never expected that Li Hongzhang would be so ruthless and throw his adopted son to study in Citigroup.

Therefore, just because 221 is not divisible by 4, Li Jingfang entered the 201 bedroom of the B-size dormitory building.

At this time, Li Jingfang's hair was wet, he was wearing a set of loose Confucian robes, and he was carrying a large box in his hand.

He desperately needs to settle down and get his braids back in.

Just after signing the death-exempt enrollment agreement, those soldiers who were originally kind and amiable turned their faces, and threw themselves and their classmates into the bathhouse to wash them hard.

Those weird saponins and pungent medicinal liquids are fine, these guys even want to check their own little sparrows.

Moreover, Li Jingfang vaguely saw that the guy called "Yang Xiaoyi" wrote the word "phimosis" on his file.

Li Jingfang, who is only 11 years old, does not know what these two words mean.

He only felt that the school doctor Yang looked at him and smiled viciously.

In addition to cleaning the whole body, the braids should also be loosened and washed.

The Li family in Dongxiang is also a well-known local family. It is the first time for Li Jingfang to wash his braids by himself, and it will be the first time he will do his own braids in a while.

Before going out, the old lady taught him how to braid his hair, but when Li Jingfang put the cardboard boxes away and sat on the edge of the bed, he found that he seemed to have returned all this knowledge.

It seems that braiding is much more difficult than studying!

……

When Li Fuming and Shi Dingzhong returned to the dormitory, they were shocked by the sight in front of them.

I saw a guy with disheveled hair sitting on Shi Dingzhong's bed messing with his long hair, and finally formed a strange shape.

Li Fuming has seen this style in the course "Cultural Outlook for the New Era" taught by the Long Live Lord, and the Long Live Lord called it "killing Matt"!

"Brother Kill, why are you in our dormitory? How did you open the door?" Li Fuming asked.

After Li Jingfang heard the words, he realized that there were already two more people in the dormitory.

One is slightly older than me, about 13~14 years old, and the other is younger than me, about 6~7 years old.

However, the first impression people give is that the older youth looks lively and cheerful, while the younger child appears deep and steady.

"Brother Li, this person should be our new roommate as the counselor said before."

He cupped his hands in a tone that didn't match his age, "Dare to ask, is Xiongtai an overseas student from the Qing Dynasty?"

Li Jingfang nodded quickly and said, "Exactly!"

As he spoke, Li Jingfang hurriedly tied his long hair behind his head with a rope, and stood up, "This is my number plate and key..."

Li Jingfang actually wanted to scold the two young men who had cut off their braids for forgetting their ancestors, but Li Fuming, who has been exercising all year round and consuming a lot of high-quality protein, lifted his cardboard box up with one hand.

Li Jingfang stared at the opponent's knotted biceps, swallowed, and closed his mouth wisely.

"Huo... bed No. 4? It's on top of me. Here, it's here!"

Li Fuming helped to throw Li Jingfang's quilt on it, and said with a smile, "I grind my teeth at night, so you have to bear with me when I kill my brother!"

"It's okay, it's okay... Gulu..."

Li Jingfang blushed, he was already hungry after a busy day.

"Haha, it's almost time for dinner, elbow, come with us to the cafeteria!"

……

When the old eunuch Li shook hands with Li Hongzhang friendly, their adopted sons also met each other for the first time in their lives.

As the saying goes, all encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence, and fate is so wonderful.

On the way to the cafeteria, Li Jingfang felt unreal.

There are pavilions and pavilions everywhere, and there are young faces studying under the trees.

Everything here is so novel, but there is no foreigner, no serious Western scenery, Li Jingfang almost feels that he is in China.

But if you say that, it is completely wrong.

This kind of wrongness is definitely not just that the young people here don't have braids at the back of their heads, but another kind, a deeper feeling, atmosphere, and even spirit.

What exactly this is, Li Jingfang still has no idea why.

But when he first arrived, he met two roommates who were not alienated at all because of their identities, which made Li Jingfang very happy.

"Brother Li, speaking of which, why is there no foreigner on this campus? As Ambassador Donald said, are foreigners and Chinese separated?" Li Jingfang still couldn't help asking this most puzzling question.

"Are foreigners and Chinese segregated?"

Li Fuming scratched his head and said uncertainly, "It seems that there are. Some restaurants in the city will put up a sign that foreigners and dogs are not allowed, but most of the time, as long as they eat in the small private room honestly, the boss is still the owner." They were allowed in."

After thinking about it, Li Fuming added, "After all, mining is not easy, and those who can enter the city are also progressive white slaves! We should not be too mean."

"what?"

Li Jingfang was stunned.

Something doesn't seem right?

"I mean, don't we have any foreign students in our school?" Li Jingfang asked.

"Hey, who said there are no foreigners in the school, look there!"

Li Fuming seemed to have noticed something, and quickly waved to the distance, "Ivana! Ivana!"

Li Jingfang looked around, and saw that it was a slim and charming little foreign woman, and she was wearing a blushing foreign dress, with a large area of ​​snow-white skin on her neck and arms.

Li Jing was red-faced, but Shi Dingzhong on the side suddenly said seriously: "Don't have unrealistic ideas, Ivana will marry the Holy One sooner or later."

"what?"

Li Jingfang was stunned again. Today, Emperor Tongzhi is only eight years old, and this little foreign woman is probably about the same, but it is said that Master Tongzhi's physique...

If this little foreign woman punches down, Lord Tongzhi will cry for a long time, right?

Shaking his head, Li Jingfang felt that the world was extremely chaotic, so he could only classify Shi Dingzhong's words as "children's words without taboo".

"That's right, I am the woman destined to marry Sleepy God!"

Ivana ran over at some point, and said with her arms akimbo, "After all, Sister Concubine Yin says I'm beautiful!"

"I don't think Long Live Lord likes such a savage little foreign horse..." Li Fuming couldn't help curling his lips.

"Hmph, you are jealous! You just go to pick up your father's shift earlier!"

Ivana choked on Li Fuming, and said like a big sister, "Okay, little eunuch Li, little prince, since there are newcomers joining, this princess will treat guests generously. The flavor restaurant on the second floor of the cafeteria, let's try the Turkish Barbecue!"

Li Jingfang stroked his forehead, feeling his head buzzing.

In order to maintain such a friendship without barriers, he deliberately did not reveal the fact that he was the son of the first-class viscount of the Qing Dynasty. He did not expect these people to become more crazy than the other, and they all called themselves princes and princesses...

If Li Jingfang knew the word "Second Second Disease", he would definitely feel emotional, as if he had joined a society with "Second Second Disease"... Is it too late to quit now?Waiting online, very urgent!

What he doesn't know, however, is that all of this... is actually pretty much true.

One is the daughter of King Zhunping Xi, and the other is the son of King Yi. Even Li Fuming, who looks like a dick, is the adopted son of the powerful Dongchang boss!

Fortunately, my royal relatives in Daming are so simple and unpretentious, approachable, they will never discriminate against him just because he is the son of a Viscount...

Chapter 214

"Ancestor, grandfather, lineage, father~

ancestor, grandfather, lineage, father~

Forever brave, great Rome~

Your army, in any era, is famous all over the world~

Your army, in any era, is famous all over the world~"

The flavor restaurant on the second floor of the Guozijian Canteen.

Here, as long as you spend money, you can taste the traditional delicacies that are representative of the world.

As a Chinese, opening your eyes to see the world must start with eating, and it is easier to break people's inferiority complex and superstitious worship of Angsa people.

After all, the nation that can make natun fish look like that, no matter how you look at it, it should be swept into the garbage dump.

The food that Ivana invited her friends to enjoy could not be the traditional food that Onsa or the Vikings hated.

She took everyone to the traditional theme area of ​​Rome, and tasted the traditional food of her hometown, roasted pork leg.

After all, it is a restaurant for students and teachers, so naturally there will be no waiters, food delivery staff and the like.

Ivana directed Li Fuming to bring a large plate of oily barbecue. The four of them listened to the beautiful Roman music and began to enjoy the food.

"Ivana, is that Xiaoqu from your hometown?" Li Fuming stuffed a handful of meat into his mouth and asked vaguely.

"That's right..."

Not to be outdone, Ivana rolled up the meat slices with a fork and put them in her mouth, chewed them a few times before swallowing them whole, "I heard from Sleepy God that I will seal that place to him in the future. It is said that there It used to be the territory of the Romans, but now it has become a green radish, but the green radish is also Roman, so it should be the same."

Li Fuming said again: "Then what is this song about? You can translate it for the translator. It sounds pretty good. Look, I can even hum."

"It seems to be called "Ancestors Banban"? I don't know too well. I can understand it after I am admitted to university!" Ivana hugged her head to express her big head. After she passed the preparatory class, she planned to Applying for Linguistics.

Li Fuming nodded and said: "Linguistics is indeed a necessary knowledge for the empire to regain the country. I really envy you for your talent in this area. I still can't learn English well."

"You are born to speak Chinese, how enviable, and the medicine you studied is the most beneficial guarantee for the empire's conquest?"

Ivana rolled his eyes at him, feeling that Li Fuming was himself in Versailles, "But having said that, it's Xiao Shitou who is really strong. He is so determined to be admitted to the Military Academy, what an amazing ambition!"

Shi Dingzhong nodded: "I don't dare to forget my father's hatred. Now that I have such an opportunity, Dingzhong will of course go forward for Long Live."

"By the way, what is your wish to kill your classmate?" Li Fuming and others turned to Li Jingfang who looked bewildered.

"That... Volunteer... No... My surname is not Kill..." Li Jingfang was about to cry, why did he feel like he was the only one who couldn't understand what everyone was saying, could anyone translate?

"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought your name was Sha Matt..."

Li Jingfang shrank his head. He was the one who led Ivana and Shi Dingzhong astray, "Then let's introduce ourselves first! My surname is Li, and my name is Li Fuming. Why don't you kill my classmate?"

"Oh, so your surname is Li. Hello, Li Fuming, my name is, wait!... Li...Fuming?!!!w(°Д°)w"

With a plop, Li Jingfang sat down on the ground.

"Huh? Is the stool slippery?"

Li Fuming stretched out his hand, and easily lifted Li Jingfang up with one arm, "Hey, you are too thin, so thin, let alone going to the military academy, even if you come to our medical school, you will not be able to enter the orthopedics department!"

Li Jingfang sat tremblingly on the chair, with his back pressed against the back of the chair, like a frightened partridge, "Brother...Brother Li, what you call Fuming...Is he Fuming?"

"Anti-Qing and Fuming! Can it be another Fuming?"

Li Fuming slapped the table with a slap, and suddenly said seriously, "My own father, my mother, and my uncle's family were all killed by the dog officials of the Qing Dynasty. My dream in this life is to be a military doctor. Follow the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, enter the Forbidden City, and castrate that bird Tongzhi! Tongzhi becomes gay!"

"Hey Hey hey!"

Li Fuming's slap shook the barbecue off Ivana's fork, and she said dissatisfiedly, "It's a pity that you are still a medical student, so you can say such words without common sense, be careful to let Eunuch Li hear the slap." Damn you! Besides, you should think about Xiao Shitou's feelings..."

"What's the matter... Brother Shi..." Li Jingfang asked weakly.