Zhao Shengli and the others had never left Beijing, and everything they saw along the way was strange.

Like a child, he asked Zhang Yan from time to time what this was and what it was for.

Anyway, in the eyes of the four of them, Master is omnipotent.

Zhang Yan himself was also very curious. In later generations, he had never been to Guangzhou, let alone Guangzhou in this era, with gray bricks, gray tiles, and small attics.

The five people were wandering around and unknowingly lost their way.

"Master, which direction are we going now?" Zhao Shengli suddenly realized and asked.

Zhang Yan had discovered it a long time ago and turned around, thinking of ways to adjust the direction all the way.

However, until Zhao Shengli asked, he did not adjust his direction.

"Go southeast!" Zhang Yan glanced at his watch, then at the sun, and then said.

"But, why do I feel like I'm going west?"

"I feel like it's heading north!"

Several people turn differently.

In fact, Zhang Yan felt like he was walking eastward.

"Because Guangzhou is built on hills, there are many roads that are not going in the right direction. It is normal for you to turn. I also turned. You can calculate the direction based on the sun and time." Zhang Yan smiled and taught the apprentices

The situation in Guangzhou.

"Ahead is Huanghuagang. Let's go there to pay homage and remember the martyrs!" Zhang Yan said, pointing to the Huanghuagang 72 Martyrs Cemetery in front.

The five people wandered around and unknowingly arrived at the Huanghuagang 72 Martyrs Cemetery on Martyrs Middle Road at the southern foot of Baiyun Mountain.

Now that we have arrived, we naturally want to pay homage.

"The seventy-two martyrs of Huanghuagang?" Zhao Shengli asked.

"right!

Let's go, let's go back after paying homage to the seventy-two martyrs!" Zhang Yan nodded.

The Seventy-Two Martyrs of Huanghuagang are famous entirely because of Sun Yat-sen, who became famous because Sun Yat-sen wrote the four words "great spirit will last forever" in his handwriting and built a monument for them.

In fact, more than 72 people died, but only 72 bodies were preserved in the end.

And it was not just the Revolution of the Republic of China that resisted the Qing court. There were many people across the country who resisted the tyranny of the Qing court, but most of them failed in the end, and their leaders were not as famous as Sun Yat-sen.

Before the Revolution of 1911, there were more than 1,300 reported uprisings from 1902 to 1911, and there were even more small-scale uprisings that were not recorded.

After the Revolution of 1911, there were even more uprisings in various places.

What's more, our party also inherited Sun Yat-sen's Three People's Principles, so after the founding of the People's Republic of China, we renovated the Huanghuagang Cemetery of the Seventy-two Martyrs.

This is also the reason why Mr. Song was able to serve as the honorary chairman after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

No more nonsense.

Zhang Yan took his four apprentices to pay homage to the seventy-two martyrs of Huanghuagang, and then returned to the hotel after asking questions.

The next day, after getting up early, Zhang Yan and the other five followed Director Chen and his colleagues from the Foreign Affairs Department, as well as people from Indonesia, to the train station and took the train to Pengcheng.

After arriving in Pengcheng, we did not stop and went directly to Xiangjiang through the customs.

There are also domestic offices here in Xiangjiang, and someone is driving to wait for them on the other side.

Take a bus and arrive at Xiangjiang.

To be precise, it should be Kowloon.

Kowloon in this era was still very shabby. At least in Zhang Yan's opinion, it was not that good. It did not have the prosperity of later generations.

Except for some business buildings, the other floors are not high.

In this era, Xiangjiang still had relatively strict restrictions on residential buildings, which did not allow buildings to exceed five floors.

In my memory, it seems that it was not until the 1970s, after Xiangjiang launched the "Ten-Year House Building Plan", that restrictions on the height of residential buildings were relaxed.

The legendary pigeon cage housing is also a product of the "Ten Years Housing Plan".

Houses the size of pigeon cages are very suitable for the needs of ordinary Xiangjiang residents, because if you build a bigger house, they can't afford it.

They all ran to Xiangjiang, but little did they know that life in Xiangjiang was not that easy in this era.

The wages here in Xiangjiang are very low, and they can barely make ends meet. Many people still rely on relief to make ends meet.

For example, the most famous milk powder believers are Western missionaries. In order to attract believers to preach, they give out milk powder whenever you come to worship.

Many people do not believe in Jesus, but go to church to worship for milk powder. These people are nicknamed milk powder believers.

Comparatively, the living conditions of people in Xiangjiang in this era are not as good as those in China.

Although the domestic living conditions are crowded, it is not a situation where a family of five or six people are crowded into one room.

Here in Xiangjiang, in this era, if a family of five or six people can squeeze into one house, the conditions are considered to be better.

Many people cannot afford to rent a house, so they can only build a wooden house on the mountain, or live under the eaves in a bridge cave.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Zhang Yan.

I just want to express my feelings, people who are incompetent will not be able to get along no matter where they go.

Even if there is gold everywhere and you are not qualified to pick it up, you will still not be able to eat.

After staying in Xiangjiang for a day, we took a ship to Indonesia the next day.

They boarded a passenger ship specially arranged by the Xiangjiang Office.

There were only about a dozen of them on the boat.

Not long after driving out, Zhang Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, and Zhao Shengli and others started to get seasick and vomited.

As for Director Chen and others, nothing happened at all. People from their Asia Department frequently traveled to Southeast Asia, so they were probably used to taking ships.

"Dean Zhang, are you okay?" Director Chen asked with concern.

"It's no big deal. It's my first time to go to sea on a ship at this age, so I'm a little uncomfortable with it!" Zhang Yan said with a forced smile, his face a little ugly.

"Massage the Hegu and Neiguan points yourself, and follow the breathing method I taught you..." Zhang Yan said to the four disciples while massaging the Hegu and Neiguan points himself.

"Master, we tried acupuncture, but the effect was not good, why don't you give us acupuncture?

We are so dizzy right now that we can’t hold the needle steady!” Zhao Shengli said with a bitter smile.

"Okay! Everyone go to bed and lie down!" Zhang Yan said helplessly.

He will be much better now. This is the benefit of strong physical fitness, and his ability to adapt will be stronger than ordinary people.

Zhang Yan took out silver needles and performed acupuncture on the four apprentices. Soon, Zhao Shengli and the others were completely free of seasickness.

Of course, this also has something to do with the good physical fitness of the four Zhao Shengli.

“Dean Zhang, it’s so amazing that seasickness can be cured so quickly!

I wish I had known you earlier. We have suffered a lot in the past.

Look at us now, we are all seasick, vomiting, vomiting, we are used to vomiting, so we won’t get seasick!”
Chapter completed!