Dong Shuheng doesn't have the habit of looking at young ladies' cosmetics stores. This habit... is very bad!
Wei Yuzhen held up an oil-paper umbrella and took Ying'er with her. She walked briskly and just wanted to get away from this man. She was still too naive. She and this man only met once. Although they chatted with each other, there are so many people in the world.
He must be a hypocrite who boasts and talks. Wei Yuzhen's heart was filled with regret and self-blame. Her face turned pale and she felt like she might fall down at any time.
She was an arrogant woman. There were so many young men and celebrities around her, but she never liked any of them. Dong Shuheng was the only man he wanted to date. Moreover, she also spoke for him many times in front of her father. Thinking of this, she
I feel even more ashamed and unbearable. I am really embarrassed to see my father.
At this time, she suddenly heard a young girl behind her say: "Second brother, look, that's Lord Zhizhou's daughter."
"What? Second brother?"
The common title "Second Brother" suddenly made Wei Yuzhen feel that it was such a beautiful word, just like when you were writing an article and suddenly had no idea how to use the word. After searching hard for a long time, she suddenly heard someone reminding her, a kind of
A feeling of enlightenment suddenly came over me.
"What did I just do? Why is my heart so narrow-minded?" Wei Yuzhen's pale face instantly turned red. She felt her neck was hot, and the hand holding the oil-paper umbrella was reddened by excessive exertion.
white.
She really wanted to go back and talk to Dong Shuheng, even if she just nodded and said hello. But her reserve allowed her to calm down and continue walking away. As a woman, you can't just say hello to someone on the road if someone gives you some advice.
If I had known, it was still the late Qing Dynasty and the Westernization Movement had not yet begun.
"Oh, the prefect's daughter turns out to be a lady from an official family." Dong Shuheng followed Shumei's instructions and looked over. The figures from the back looked very similar. His guess was indeed correct.
However, seeing the young lady walking away with no intention of meeting him, Dong Shuheng did not take the initiative to step forward. Dong Shuheng knew how inconvenient it was to be on this street.
In the eyes of Shuyun and Shumei, today's Dong Shuheng is a little strange. In the past, the second brother was always serious, like a scholar who was familiar with the books of sages. Today, the second brother actually took them shopping. Faced with Shumei's nonsense, the second brother
My brother was not surprised at all. He even told them stories about foreigners.
Even the conservative Shuyun likes such a brother very much.
Dong Shuheng played with his two sisters for a long time and had lunch before sending his sister back to Bai Mansion. Shumei pestered her brother to take her to the military camp to shoot. Dong Shuheng originally wanted to agree. But Shumin refused to allow it. Before she came out, she
He promised his mother not to leave the city gate.
Looking at the stubborn eldest sister, Dong Shuheng could only cast a sympathetic look at Shumei.
At the Tuan Ding camp outside Shijia Town, only the Tuan Ding garrisoned at this time were left. The other people were all holding engineering shovels and repairing the road leading to the town. They took earth and rocks and filled in the potholes on the road bit by bit.
This job is very easy for the group members.
The mayor of Xiejia Town is a squire named Hu Naikang. He is a philanthropic man and is quite famous in Xiejia Town. I was really scared for a while when I first found out that this group of men was going to camp outside the town. In this era, thieves are like combs.
, soldiers pass like a grate, soldiers and bandits do not make much difference to the common people.
But the night was uneventful, and not a single member of the regiment left the military camp. Early the next morning, a whistle was heard in the military camp. The old mayor was not at ease, and took a few young men to the entrance of the town to watch cautiously. He saw this
The group of soldiers dressed neatly rushed out of the barracks and ran along the road at the entrance of the village towards the town. The old mayor was sweating coldly when he saw it, and quickly ordered his juniors to go back to the town and tell every house to close the doors and windows.
"If you have a young daughter-in-law at home, the older ones should put more ashes on the bottom of the pot and hide them more tightly. In addition, the wealthy families in the town have prepared their own wine and meat, and are ready to work with me." The old mayor added, appearing to be full of experience.
While the old mayor was nervously making arrangements, the team suddenly advanced and stopped at the entrance of the town. Then a strong command was heard: "Turn...backward...turn...".
"Shua..."
The long team of more than a thousand people turned around neatly, and then heard: "Run...walk." The team started running again.
The old mayor was confused. This is not in line with the routine! You guys rushed in! Several young people looked at Mayor Hu doubtfully. Old Hu felt that his experience had been seriously challenged.
The entrance of the town is about 1,000 meters away from the military camp. The group of soldiers ran back and forth three times before finally stopping at the military camp. In this way, they could still maintain an orderly team. The old mayor had never seen such capable soldiers before, maybe only back then.
The British soldiers who entered the Yangtze River could run out of such a neat queue.
Old Hu had a hasty breakfast at the entrance of the town, but still refused to go back. He wanted to see what medicines these gangs were selling in their gourds. The old man had a deck chair moved for him, and he sat at the entrance of the village and watched.
I saw the group of members returning to the camp and starting to have breakfast. Lao Hu could smell the aroma of porridge and the aroma of freshly steamed buns. I think these members of the group had a pretty good meal!
After a while, the sound of drills came from the camp, and their unique passwords could be vaguely heard.
After lunch, there was finally movement in the military camp. A group of regiment members walked out of the military camp with small shovels. They were actually helping to build roads in the town??? Old Hu once again felt that his experience was being challenged.
At this time, many people in the town also boldly came out to watch. This group of gangsters was really different! They wielded small shovels and filled up the potholes on the road, and then others came over and hammered them in with stone hammers.
They are very skilled at what they do and should do these things often.
At this time, it was noon, the sun was very high, and everyone in the group was sweating profusely. Old Hu frowned deeply, as if he was hesitating about something?
"How should I get along with this group of guests?" Lao Hu hesitated in his heart. His past experience prevented him from letting go of his guard. But the reality made him feel that he shouldn't reject people so far away. They had already shown goodwill.
You can't lose your etiquette.
After a while, Lao Hu seemed to have made up his mind and said to the young man next to him: "Let the town prepare 20 large barrels of mung bean soup, add more icing sugar, pick up the mung beans from my house, and find more restaurants to cook together."
After Dong Shuheng returned to the military camp, he happened to encounter the people in the town delivering mung bean soup to the soldiers who were building roads. This was exactly what Dong Shuheng wanted. He often told the regiment members that we come from the common people and should care for the common people.
Dong Shuheng came forward to meet with the old mayor Hu. They were polite to each other. In any case, the old mayor finally let down his guard.
After seeing off the old mayor, an old scholar came to the military camp, claiming to be the master of the Zhizhou Yamen. He came over and invited Dong Shuheng to come and talk to the Zhizhou Yamen.
Are we finally going to meet?
What should I wear? Dong Shuheng suddenly felt like going on a blind date. This feeling is so strange!
Zhizhou Yamen, Gaoyou Prefecture is actually a large county, and the Yamen is not very big. The front hall is where the offices of the county government are held, and the middle hall is where the Zhizhou office is opened. There is a backyard behind the middle hall, where the Zhizhou lives and lives.
Dong Shuheng was led to a study room at the side of the central hall. The decoration of the study room was extremely simple. There was a bookcase in the middle, a bookshelf and a screen behind it. Behind the bookcase, there was an energetic old man with gray hair sitting.
, wearing an old official uniform, there were even faint patches on the back of the cuffs. The old man looked at Dong Shuheng with a smile.
"See Mr. Zhizhou." Dong Shuheng bowed and looked up at the old man.
"Hey, why do you think these eyes are weird? It's like a father-in-law looking at his son-in-law." Dong Shuheng thought secretly in his heart.
"Mr. Dong, please sit down." The man said kindly.
"My lord, I am here to defeat you. My lord is highly virtuous and prestigious, and your reputation is far and wide. The motto of my lord, "Learn from the barbarians and develop skills to control the barbarians" has always been my motto."
"Then I will sell you to an old man and call you Shu Heng." Wei Yuan said, "I have heard a lot about what Shu Heng has done. You set up a new company in Dongtai and introduced steam engines to build a new factory. Many of your ideas are in your hands.
Everything has been put into practice here. I have always wondered, how did you know these new things and who did you learn from them?"
"This... I once traveled to Shanghai with my father for business. There was an American priest who saw that I was smart and accepted him as my apprentice. He learned English and taught me more and more Western knowledge."
"What do you think of Western learning?"
"The boy thinks that Western learning is mostly about applying knowledge to the world, focusing on utilitarianism, and lacks the guidance and enlightenment of human nature. It can only be used for practical purposes, not for the purpose."
"Only for use? Not for the foundation? Well said, Western learning is for use, Chinese learning is for the foundation. This should be the case, otherwise, wouldn't all the Chinese people become fake foreign devils?" Wei Yuan stroked his beard and said with a smile.
His face was radiant. He seemed to have made a major discovery. As a staff member of the Governor of Liangjiang, he witnessed the British invasion of China, the signing of the Treaty of Nanjing, and the Qing government's compromise. He resigned in shame and anger, and sorted out Lin Zexu's legacy.
He wrote, and worked with Gong Zizhen to translate Western works and introduce Western learning, but nothing has been achieved in these years. In addition to the conservative forces in the country, there is also the failure to find the point of integration of Western learning and Chinese learning, and the lack of practice, unable to demonstrate the value of Western learning.
The young man in front of me now is not only practicing Western learning, but also thinking about the combination of "Western learning for practical use and Chinese learning as the basis". If he can do this well, then his contribution will be no less than that of Yangming Gong. Although he is exposed to Western learning,
At heart he is still a traditional scholar, and Wei Yuan also has his own ambitions.
At this time, he thought of Mr. Ding'an who had passed away, and he was the only one left in this generation. The introduction of Western learning and the transformation of Chinese learning cannot be left in his own hands. Now there is a young man in front of him, whose knowledge is not even in his own hands.
under.
"Shu Heng, what do you think of the current dynasty?" Wei Yuan asked solemnly.
"Sir, do you want to hear my true thoughts?" Dong Shuheng also asked solemnly, and he even changed his title.
"Yes, since you call me sir, I want to discuss the current situation with you as a scholar."