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

Fang Tiesheng looked at his in-laws in theory speechlessly, cupped his fists and said, "Caomin has seen the Son of Heaven."

Zhu Fugui shook his head, this guy is just stubborn.

In private, he told his son to do good work for the Ming emperor, to study the "Mushroom Planting Technique" carefully, and not to embarrass his father!

These royal guards are all recorded.

Obviously, although Fang Tiesheng didn't understand why his son's study of how to grow mushrooms could make him into Hanlin, but he was very happy that he even became a relative of the emperor in a certain sense in the Daming Bamboo and in the emperor's heart. Guangzong Yaozu.

However, the traditional concept of loyalty and the stubbornness of the Hunan people prevented Fang Tiesheng from taking the step of leading his brothers to serve the Ming court.

But Zhu Fugui didn't need them to step forward either.

Being an employee of the court is like being a federal employee is just a skin.

Daming also needs some NGOs to do some dirty work.

Such as extracting chestnuts from shit.

"Are you clear about the mission this time?" Zhu Fugui regained his serious expression.

"Understood, sink that nigger into the sea!" Fang Tiesheng nodded, "And we are not doing things for the court, but for money!"

"That's what I said, but you have to remember that no matter how you will dominate in Latin America in the future, and even become the underground godfather in Chicago and New York, if you dare to touch the blood of your compatriots, you'd better think about the fate of your former boss."

Zhu Fugui patted him on the shoulder and stuffed something into his hand at the same time.

Fang Tiesheng sighed as he looked at the young emperor who turned and left, and at the paratroopers in military uniform who were in high spirits.

If my fellow countrymen were not Zeng brothers, but Zuo Jigao, or Yang Yuebin, Wang Wenshao and others, my life would be completely different!

But that's good too, I'm used to fighting and blood.

Whether it is disarming and returning to the fields, returning to ordinary life, or entering the Ming army, it is difficult to adapt to being restrained by strict military laws.

"Fangtouer, do you think those niggers have particularly thick skins? Are our throwing knives any good?"

At this time, the bearded man ran over heartlessly, looking at his eager expression, how did he look like someone who wanted to go back to his hometown in Loudi to pick up his wife?

When the bearded man chattered and asked if the black woman could have sex, Fang Tiesheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked him on the buttocks, making him shut his mouth tactfully.

Putting the half of the small medal in his hand away carefully, Fang Tiesheng raised his beard and shouted, "Brothers, let's go! Put the silver in a wrong way, don't embarrass our Hunan army!"

Chapter 528 Blackened Scientist's Anti-Ming Essay

In later generations, Syria worked during the summer vacation, and real people ate chicken. These are old tricks that last for a long time every summer.

Ordinary people just want to have fun, but they really take war as a profession and become a mercenary, which is indeed the life of many people.

Unless there is true world unity, war and chaos will always exist forever.

Zhu Fugui didn't want Daming's back garden and biogas digesters to be as chaotic as under Lao Mei's rule.

But think about the raw materials in the pot of porridge in Latin America, and now the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the Hunan Army have been added...

Zhu Fugui felt as if he was doing a reverse operation.

In short, in order to protect Daming's overseas interests, the existence of [Xiangshui Security Company] as a white glove is still very necessary.

The annihilation of the puppet emperor of the Second Haitian Empire and the salvage operation of the water monkey will be the first battle for [Xiangshui Security Company] to make a name for itself.

Zhu Fugui is waiting for the good news in Fengdu.

……

But before the good news came, Zhu Fugui still had a lot to do.

The sixth year of Dewu, September 1968, 9, is the first Teacher's Day in Ming Dynasty.

Since Confucianism stepped down from the altar, the Teacher's Day in Ming Dynasty did not go through the detour of Confucius' birthday.

For Confucius, Zhu Fugui respected very much, for Confucianism, Zhu Fugui admired it very much, but for Confucianism, Zhu Fugui struck with an iron fist.

It also made Kong Zhongni's birthday not a national legal holiday.

而9月10日，没有什么特殊，不过是因为9月1日是开学日，选9月10比较方便而已。

Of course, September 9th is a special day no matter in Ming Dynasty or later generations.

In Daming's words, Double 9 is the day of His Majesty Zhu Fugui's first wedding.

So, for the whole day yesterday, Zhu Fugui was with Yin Susu.

The specific content of the company is to test fire a new type of artillery in the morning and watch her parachute in the afternoon.

Old and full.

Although I don't have a good impression of Confucianism, respecting teachers and respecting the way advocated by Confucianism is a virtue that has been integrated into the bones of the Chinese nation. Of course, Ming Dynasty should also promote it.

On this day, a series of celebration activities were held from various primary schools to the Imperial College.

Sha Jingfang, Mo Bai, Li Fuming and other Guozijian graduates also returned to their alma mater collectively to congratulate their mentor, Principal Zhu Fugui, on a happy holiday.

Seeing hundreds of young talents shouting at each principal, Zhu Fugui felt a sense of pride spontaneously.

At the same time, Chang Kaishen's "heroic appearance" in his speech at the army school unconsciously emerged, making Zhu Fugui feel that his hairline was slowly moving upwards.

After giving the speeches for the whole school and outstanding graduates, Zhu Fugui had a light meal with the students in the small restaurant on the third floor of the cafeteria.

The signature dish of the Guozijian canteen, Roma Roasted Pork Leg, was still presented with the melodious music.

Ivana and Shi Dingzhong, as junior sisters and younger juniors, presented fresh milk cakes to Zhu Fugui, wishing the teacher a happy world.

Looking at these two children, Zhu Fugui was also very moved.

When I first met them, Ivana was only eight or nine years old. Although Shi Dingzhong was in the same grade, due to long-term malnutrition, he looked a little younger than Ivana.

Now five years have passed, and the two children are also born like golden boys and jade girls.

He is also excellent academically.

Although Shi Dingzhong is still under the age of enlistment.

But as the son of the martyr Shi Dakai, he was allowed to study with the army as an exception.

Now he has participated in several live-fire combat.

Even when Zeng Guoquan was shot in Tianjin, he executed it.

Zhu Fugui warned Shi Dingzhong.

Nai's father entered the Martyr's Shrine to enjoy the incense for all ages, and Zeng Guoquan guarded the Wanying Pit, looking forward and reflecting.

After this shot, there is no enmity between you and the Xiang people.

From now on, there will be no more Cantonese and Hunanese, only the sons and daughters of China and the descendants of Ming Dynasty in the world.

Your sharp blade is only allowed to be wielded for the nation, for the country, and for me.

When we met again today, Shi Dingzhong became much more cheerful with the naked eye, and he was completely different from the little Shitou who had a face full of bitterness, hatred, and reticence.

Shi Dingzhong's change puzzled the brothers and sisters, and inevitably attracted a lot of molestation.

Ivana even declared that Li Fuming should conduct a slice study on him to see if there was a variation in the brain structure like General Lincoln.

Li Fuming also pretended to take out the scalpel he carried with him.

As a result, Lao Li, who was accompanying him, lifted him up, twisted the scalpel into twists, and opened up Nizi's buttocks.

On the contrary, you little bastard!

How dare you show your sword in front of Long Live Lord, and see if I don't beat you to death!

If it hadn't been for Zhu Fugui's obstruction, Lao Li's slap like a cattail leaf would have really fallen. Zhu Fugui felt that the medical circle of Ming Dynasty would lose a young star.

In fact, as the real imperial doctor of Fugui Palace and Marshal's Mansion, Li Fuming is qualified to carry medical equipment with him.

Zhu Fugui is not like those Lowbies who have to have their soldiers point guns at barbers and dentists for a haircut or tooth extraction.

Of course, it is not as strong as the so-called Iron Lady of India, Indira Gandhi.

He carried out a massacre in the Sikh land, and in order to show the boundless love, he did not replace the Sikh guards around him.

In the end, it was smashed into a sieve by more than a dozen bullets.

Zhu Fugui would never do such a stupid thing.

The guards and employees in Fugui Palace and Marshal's Mansion are all diehard Ming Dynasty loyalists, and political censorship is very strict.

Ivana is such a politically strong person, although his father is General Sangui II of Ming Dynasty.

After the Chinese New Year, Ivana will go to Daming embassy or consulate abroad for an internship.

After accumulating work experience for a period of time, after training, Ivana will be transferred back to the Marshal's Mansion to become the simultaneous interpreter of the Marshal's Mansion and the personal interpreter of His Majesty Zhu Fugui.

In fact, although Ivana is very talented in languages, she is still far behind Zhu Fugui.

But still the same sentence, as a dignified son of heaven, no matter how good a foreign language Zhu Fugui is, he can only occasionally say a few words on specific occasions to express friendship and show kindness.

Absolutely not like the puppet president of Washima, who is proficient in switching between Japanese and English, and licks around with his big tongue.

As His Majesty Zhu Fugui's foreign affairs activities continue to increase, the need for professional translators is increasing.

Of course, this is a serious translation, a public-to-public relationship.

Originally, a more suitable candidate was Gu Hongming.

However, this language expert who is proficient in six languages ​​wants to travel around the world and complete his works.

The Inferiority of the Europa Nation.

At present he has written "Ireland", which has caused a lot of controversy at the University of Edinburgh.

Next, he also plans to travel to more places in Europe and meet more peoples to enrich his articles.

It is worth mentioning that social Darwinism is becoming more and more popular in the global academic circles.

And his pusher, besides Zhu Fugui, is Charles Robert Darwin.

Zhu Fugui didn't quite understand why Darwin was so bitter and hostile towards Daming.

I don't know how he, a British scientist, went to Washington and became the number one penman and queen biologist of the Lincoln government.

Zhu Fugui remembered that before the Ming-Prince alliance last year, he had expressed goodwill to Darwin, and wanted to invite him to Fengdu to see the fossils of the Tuxingsun ape-man, and use biology as a breakthrough for Ming to influence Western intellectuals.

He even prepared a sum of money from internal funds to support Darwin and Xia Zhixin to go to Yunnan to dig the ancestral land of vertebrates.

Why did this old boy turn black all of a sudden?

Zhu Fugui couldn't understand it.

It can only be said that good fortune tricks people, and people are not as good as heaven.

A pair of like-minded biological friends finally came to an irreconcilable break because of the butterfly flapping its tiny wings.

Specifically, Mr. Darwin ended up in the cotton fields of Tennessee because of a little accident.

And in the cotton field, a black slave who is full of perverted hatred for white people found him tied up and helpless...

Forget the past.

In short, Darwin believed that everything was Zhu Fugui's fault!

It was Zhu Fugui who didn't receive himself, a scholar from England, in a decent way at the first time, which led to the tragedy.

It was the arrogance of the Ming people towards the British that made things worse.

Life is expensive!

In the National Library of Washington, Sir Darwin clutched his buttocks and learned from the pain, and wrote the classic work that was later regarded as the standard by the Pan-Aryanists - "The Competition of Races and the Clash of Civilizations".

In the book, Darwin, who has been severely blackened, sorted out the development and differentiation of the various branches of the Aryans through his profound academic attainments.

He called on the Aryans of the world to unite.

From an Eastern perspective, this is almost a call to arms against the "yellow peril".

From the Scythian tombs on the Mongolian plateau to the fences of Ohio farmers wearing Indian boots; from the ancient ruins of the Vikings to the ancient temples recording Sanskrit...

All shouting the same name, Arya!

The Aryans all over the world should unite to break the wings, pull out the fangs, and break the spine of the oriental beast that chooses to devour people, and seal it into the abyss again, so that it will never be detached.

……

Zhu Fugui didn't pay much attention to this kind of hysterical raving.