Spy Wars: I signed in at the Military Police at the beginning

"Hello, sir!" The teacher in the classroom led the students to bow respectfully to Zhou Ke and others who walked into the classroom.

"Teacher, can you let me see your teaching materials?" Zhou Ke asked very politely.

"Hi! Sir, please take a look." The teacher said as he bowed and handed the textbook to Zhou Ke with both hands.

Zhou Ke took the textbook and glanced through it. The content of the textbook was very simple. In addition to the normal Japanese language learning, it basically advocated the benefits of being ruled by cherry blossoms.

Many contents repeatedly emphasize the so-called imperial standards, such as requiring the people of Yingzhou to firmly believe that the Sakura Country is a divine country and requiring them to be loyal to the emperor and patriotic like the Sakura subjects.

"Do you usually teach anything else besides these contents?" Zhou Ke asked with a frown after closing the textbook.

"Of course! Sir, we also have special courses on 'Shinto Theory and Doctrine', and we even occasionally arrange courses on 'Bushido Spirit'!"

A middle-aged man who was considered to be burly among the islanders answered outside the classroom. This man was the principal of this school.

"Does your school no longer teach Chinese at all now?" Zhou Ke turned his head to look at the person who spoke and signaled his men to let him in.

"Sir, as early as when I was still in school, most schools in Yingzhou had already reduced the teaching of Chinese. Until today, the overall de-sinicization movement in Yingzhou is almost complete!" the principal explained proudly.

"This is not something worthy of praise! I won't talk about the past, but we still have to pick up Chinese teaching again in the future, otherwise it will be detrimental to the development of the empire!" Zhou Ke said earnestly.

"Sir, is it really worth learning such inferior and backward writing? You see, the once prosperous China lagged behind the West by many years because of its writing system!" The principal asked in confusion after hearing Zhou Ke's words.

During the Meiji Restoration, Xiao Rizi believed that Chinese characters were a very important reason for China's backwardness and were not as advanced as Western phonetic characters. This led to the de-Sinicization movement.

If it were not for the outbreak of World War II, some scholars on the island believed that retaining Chinese characters would enable better expansion into the Asian region and reduce resistance during colonization of East Asia, so Chinese characters were not completely removed.

"If we don't understand Chinese characters, many of our country's historical documents will become a piece of waste paper. Without Chinese characters, how can we better build the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Belt? Therefore, the teaching content must be increased!" Zhou Ke said in a cold voice.

"This... Sir, I'm afraid our school can't do this. Adding more teaching content requires government approval! In addition, if we add another course, the children's time will become a little tight!"

The principal felt that what Zhou Ke said made sense, but as he was against learning Chinese from the bottom of his heart, he still felt something was wrong.

"I will do the work for the government and learn Chinese first. If your teachers can't even write basic Chinese, I don't mind replacing them for you."

"As for the time issue you mentioned, I don't think it's a problem. If you really feel that time is tight, you can make up for it by taking other cultural courses! In short, I must make sure that all future successors in my jurisdiction can master Chinese!"

While Zhou Ke was saying this, he was thinking about the issue of textbooks. Since the content of current textbooks is generally a bit distorted, don't blame him for making appropriate changes!

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The day after Zhou Ke reported the problem to the local government in the northern part of Yingzhou, the government department responsible for education revised the original Chinese textbook for a week and published a new textbook based on Zhou Ke's request.

The content of this new textbook is very rich, and it also adds a lot of short stories written by Zhou Ke himself based on the style that is well-known in later generations.

Of course, the positive characters in the article have also changed from Japanese to Japanese and Chinese who can speak Chinese.

"Director, are you sure you want to print in large quantities according to the current content?" Several Japanese and Yingzhou local scholars walked into the office of the director of the Education Bureau with what they considered to be "poisonous teaching materials" and looked very dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, gentlemen? Is there any problem with the textbook content?" the director of the Education Bureau asked knowingly.

"Director, this article 'Competition in Study Tours' is maliciously vilifying the image of our own children! Why are children who know Chinese excellent?" said a scholar, pulling out a must-read article.

"Yes! Director, please explain to us why our children abandoned their luggage and cheated! Why those children who know Chinese can persist despite being sick?" another scholar added angrily.

"What's wrong with this article? Chinese people are not the only ones who understand Chinese. Please don't take it out of context!"

"China's cultural heritage has a history of thousands of years! We should face up to the gap as the article said! Let the children reflect more on whether they have worked hard to learn Chinese when reading!" the director said righteously.

"What about this article about dedication to one's job? Why do our students only wash dishes three or four times when they work, while Chinese students can wash dishes seven times conscientiously and responsibly?"

"Isn't this a poisonous textbook?" the leading scholar asked angrily. The positive image of the article mentioned by others just now still had some Chinese people, but the positive image of the dishwashing in the following article was completely Chinese!

"Sorry everyone, maybe I forgot to change it!" A joking voice came from outside the office door, and the person who spoke was Zhou Ke!

He happened to be in the city on business today, and when he passed by the Education Bureau, he planned to ask about the printing of Chinese textbooks. Who would have thought that he would encounter a local scholar and a colonial scholar coming to ask for an explanation.

"Young man, a soldier like you has no right to interrupt here!" The scholar leader just glanced back and turned his head back with disgust.

"Your neck is very flexible, old man. It's a pity that your eyesight doesn't seem to be very good! Someone, twist his neck three hundred times according to the amplitude just now!"

Zhou Ke had no intention of talking to these bad-tempered people in the education sector, so he waved his hand and the three guards around him rushed over, held down the scholar leader, and forcibly twisted his neck as Zhou Ke requested.

"The expression is not right! I love to see his disdainful look!" Zhou Ke found a stool and sat down as if watching a show, then continued to give orders.

"Mr. Shimazu, if you think there is no problem with the textbooks, I will arrange for my men to print them now! I guarantee that it will be popularized throughout the Yingbei region within a week!" The director came respectfully before the gentleman whom he could not afford to offend.

"Do you have any other opinions?" Zhou Ke did not answer, but looked up and asked the other scholars in the office who were somewhat frightened.

"No problem sir! The textbooks are fine!"

"Sir, these stories are the ones students love the most!"

Although these scholars were in the education circle, they still knew the two stars on Zhou Ke's military rank. So, the scholars who were originally unhappy began to compliment the content of the textbook.

"Very good! Since you all like reading it, each of you can write a message in Chinese characters to praise the content above! Of course, don't forget to sign your name after you finish writing!" Zhou Ke followed the words of the crowd and instructed.

"Of course, of course..." All the scholars agreed with a wry smile, except the one whose neck was still being twisted.