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

"By the way, wasn't there a guy who claimed to be a doctor and said he wanted to see me?" Robert Lee asked casually.

The quartermaster spread his hands and said: "It was probably kicked out by Dr. Mundo. General, you know that since we issued a reward order, many dubious guys pretended to be doctors to try their luck. If it wasn't for Mundo If there were more doctors, the Brigadier General would have been put to death by them long ago."

Robert Lee nodded, and said: "That's right, Dr. Mundo is recognized as the best doctor in Virginia, and we should trust him."

While talking, a tent with a cross appeared in front of the two of them.

Gradually haggard, the dying Confederate god Stonewall Jefferson was dying inside.

Robert Lee stretched out his hand to open the curtain and go in, when suddenly a burly man in gray robe rushed towards him.

"General, general, there is a miracle doctor, there really is a miracle doctor!"

Dr. Mundo made an emergency stop, barely stopping in front of the tent.

It could be seen that he was excited, as if he had seen some great miracle.

"Miraculous doctor, what miracle doctor?"

Robert Lee was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it the guy who made a lot of noise just now?"

Dr. Mundo is obviously not a jealous person, he nodded quickly: "General, it is that doctor, he graduated from Valhalla Medical College in New York, he was originally a military doctor in the 13th Corps of New Jersey, because he is a doctor for justice and freedom. I came here with the belief that I am willing to fight with us.”

"and many more……"

Robert Lee asked strangely, "Even so, why do you admire Doctor Mundo so much? In terms of resume, you are much more exciting than him, aren't you?"

Dr. Mundo nodded proudly, but changed the subject, and said, "If we only talk about the experience in North America, I really want to be a little bit stronger than him, but if we add the overseas experience, then he is a little bit better than me." , he once served the Chinese imperial family and obtained the secret recipe of the Chinese emperor."

"The most important thing is that he can actually do it, use drugs and then point at me... point at me..."

"hiss--"

Robert Lee and the quartermaster gasped.

It is impossible for a person to stand up to Dr. Mundo's face in this world.

So it can only be said that that kind of pill is really terrible.

This is indeed a strong evidence of medical skills.

"Invite that brilliant doctor in quickly!" Robert Lee said impatiently.

In Robert Lee's view, having played for the Chinese imperial family...

This is indeed a mysterious resume.

Although since the Second Opium War, the British and French allied forces casually opened Wushuang in North China, the last awe of the Westerners towards the Central Dynasty has disappeared.

But China is, after all, a country with a long civilization and a vast territory.

There, it is very possible that there are some unknown secret medicines.

After all, although the United States is dressed in the cloak of modern civilization, the underlying thinking of anti-intellectualism and superstition has never stopped.

In the nineteenth century and the first half of the twentieth century, all kinds of secret medicines that did not need to label the ingredient list emerged in endlessly, occupying [-]% of the pharmaceutical market, and also gave birth to a large number of millionaires.

As for these so-called secret medicines, opium mixed with water is already considered a conscience product, and there are all kinds of weird raw materials.

The highest peak is naturally a large number of radium health care products that emerged after the discovery of radiation.

That's really high, it's really old after a sip!

It is precisely because the American people themselves believe in those secret medicines full of mysticism, so Robert Lee naturally wanted to experience such powerful Chinese court medicines.

Chapter 093 Don't Panic, We Have Famous Generals, Too

Citi Country Xinxiang, the grand house of the Vanderbilt family.

The maid sneaked around the butler's eyeliner and hurried in through the door.

In the room, Miss Julie was lying on the bed with no poise.

Seeing her maid came back, Julie immediately revived with full blood: "Honey, don't tell me that there is still no reply from Mr. Huang He!"

The maid originally wanted to play a joke with the lady, but seeing Julie's eagerness, she couldn't help but took out a fiery red envelope from her bosom.

"Ah! It's Mr. Huang He's reply letter!"

Julie quickly snatched the letter from the maid and jumped back on the bed.

She had been looking forward to this letter for too long.

At one time, Julie even thought that a writer like Mr. Huang He would not have time to reply to her letter, but now it seems that all worries are unnecessary.

Julie carefully looked at the red envelope in her hand, unwilling to miss any details.

The first thing that catches the eye is the two lines of neat and beautiful fonts on the envelope.

From this handwriting alone, it can be seen that Mr. Huang He must be a well-educated, gentle and delicate middle-aged man.

Opening the envelope, a not-so-long letter appeared in front of Julie:

"Greetings my dear little readers:

Please allow me to call you this, because I believe that those who love my words must be young people who are sunny, studious, and full of curiosity...

……

Finally, as you know, in order to devote more time to literary creation, I did neglect the family business, which led to some inevitable embarrassment.

I say this not to hope that you will continue to support a poor writer, but to tell you that writing is not an easy task.

Bless you, dear little reader. "

"Miss, why are you crying?"

The maid took the handkerchief worriedly, "Is that Huang He arrogant, Miss, let's ignore him!"

"Shut up!"

Julie quickly interrupted the maid, and said while wiping her tears, "Mr. Huang He is a hardworking and talented person, and I am proud to be his reader!"

"Help me prepare the stationery, and get another 50, oh no, $100!"

The maid quickly prepared the letter paper, and Julie began to write quickly.

Halfway through writing, she suddenly stopped.

"Will I look too anxious?"

Julie crossed her hands and put her head on them, "The second part of "Detective Zhuge Watson" has not yet been published, I should read the new story first, and then write back to Mr. More common topics!"

Having figured this out, Julie had no choice but to hold back her temper and wait for the new issue of "Libenkett Monthly" in the near future.

Julie, who had nothing to do, admired Mr. Huang He's beautiful words again, and then prepared to put the letter back into the envelope and put it away.

At this time, Julie suddenly noticed that besides the red background, there was a complicated golden symbol on the back of the envelope.

"It seems to be Chinese characters?"

Due to the popularity of "The Famous Detective Zhuge Watson", there has recently been a small wave of sinology craze among young people.

However, this fad comes and goes quickly, not on a scale.

It's like, few people in later generations have unrealistic fantasies about India because of a good Bollywood movie.

But because of Hollywood, Japanese comics, and Korean dramas, there are many people who have exaggerated and beautiful imaginations about these countries.

If it develops to the extreme, it will even become the so-called fine and exquisite.

Fine prints are extremely rare.

Although India is indeed a big country, the ancient civilization is also long and splendid.

But today's India is so unbearable that apart from a few guys who just want to disgust the Chinese people, there should be no creatures like fine prints in this world.

And today's Qing Dynasty is even more hip-stretched than India in later generations.

Such a thing wants cultural victory, basically daydreaming.

So although Zhu Fugui's novels are excellent, they are not enough to make these American and European teenagers obsessed with Chinese civilization.

But Julie really didn't want to miss any details in Mr. Huang He's letter.

After carefully copying the pattern on the envelope with sticky notes, Julie changed her clothes and was ready to go out.

"Miss, the master said that you are not allowed to go out at will."

The old butler floated out gloomyly from nowhere.

"Uncle George, I just go to the library to read, isn't that also forbidden?" Julie pouted.

"Are you really just going to the library?"

At this time, Julie's father, Steve Vanderbilt, just walked into the house with a large stack of papers.

"Father, I promise, I just went to the library to learn knowledge, don't you want me to be a learned woman?"

"It's not bad to read more books, at least you can have more common topics with those nobles who claim to be educated."

Steve nodded, and then shouted into the room, "Margaret, you follow the lady to ensure her safety."

Margaret is the head maid of this manor, and one of the most trustworthy people of Master Steve.

With her watching his daughter, Steve is absolutely at ease.

After arranging everything, Steve turned and walked into his study: "George, come with me."

……

In the study, Steve put a lot of documents on the table, and said, "George, the old man is determined to sell all the steamships, and I need your opinion."

Kevin George is not only his butler, but also Steve's confidant, and a senior staff member with great business acumen.

Now that the old man is determined to sell off the entire shipping business and withdraw funds to prepare for the Stud Railway, Steve is actually a little worried.

The railway policy given by President Lincoln is extremely favorable. Once Stud is successful, the Vanderbilt family will become the richest family in the United States, or even the world in one fell swoop (it has been successful in history and has become a legend in the capital world).

But what if it fails?

Abraham Lincoln's presidency is not so secure now!

"George, take a look at this document. Be sure to keep it secret."

Steve handed George a brief text message from the document he just brought back, "This is the news I got from my friend in the War Department."

George read the text message at a glance, showing an incredulous expression: "What? Stonewall Jackson's lung infection was cured by a doctor who studied in the Chinese Imperial Palace?"

"Holy shit, if Stonewall comes back, Pennsylvania, and even Maryland won't be safe!"

No wonder George looked terrified.

After all, the name of Stonewall Jackson is to the Northern Army, just as the name of Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan is as terrifying to Sun Shiwan!

If this terrible enemy recovers, the autumn and winter campaigns will probably be very difficult.

"But you don't have to worry too much. Recently, a young star who can rival Stonewall Jackson has also appeared in our Northern Federation."

Steve's news is far better than that of ordinary citizens. He introduced, "This young hero is called Robert King, the son of a member of Congress, but he is a natural genius, a natural military general!"

"I'm afraid you won't believe it when you say it. This little Robert actually captured the military town of the Southern Army three times in a row with a group of uncivilized black ghosts. Now Mr. President has noticed his talent and intends to let him lead an army. The real elite corps, ready to fight to the death with Stonewall Jackson!"

"So let's put aside the military affairs for now, and let's study together how to sell the steamship business. This is not an easy matter..."

……

Meanwhile, Brooklyn Library, New York.

The head maid, Margaret, was flipping through a cooking magazine with great interest.

From time to time, she would look up at her surveillance target, Miss Julie, who has never been very obedient.

But to my surprise, today's Miss Julie behaved like a lady, as if she really came to read a book.

She brought a lot of books, and she was carefully flipping through them one by one.

From the looks of it, it seems to be querying something.

"This is it!"

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Julie suddenly shouted excitedly.

After realizing that this was a library, she quickly covered her mouth.

Then, Julie couldn't wait to study the contents of the book.