Actually, I know you." Zhuang Jihua was still thinking about how to do this game, but Song Yunfei took the initiative to attack. His words made Zhuang Jihua a little strange. How could he know how?

"You have someone touched my bottom." Song Yunfei's words made Zhuang Jihua feel a little affectionate. He thought he had done a very secret thing and suddenly found out that he had already known it. He didn't reveal it but just wanted to see how you performed next. Zhuang Jihua felt like he was being teased in his heart.

"Yes, I sent someone to inquire about you. Your kindness made me curious. You want to know who you are." Since you have been provoked, Zhuang Jihua will no longer go around.

"You scholars have so many twists and turns in your heart. You can ask me directly." Song Yunfei had a smile on his lips. Zhuang Jihua seemed to be sneering or mocking no matter how he looked.

"Thinking more is better than thinking less or not," Zhuang Jihua calmed down now. He found that this kind of reckless warrior Song Yunfei was not the kind of reckless warrior he imagined, at least he seemed very smart now. Zhuang Jihua forgot how could a reckless person become the captain of the reconnaissance team.

"I knew you before you sent someone to touch my bottom. Someone told me about you." Song Yunfei said lightly.

Someone, Zhuang Jihua thought quickly about who this person was.

"Wu Ziniu, you know Wu Ziniu." Zhuang Jihua lamented in his heart. It was only Wu Ziniu. Wu Ziniu was transferred from the Guangdong Army. It was too rash to send him out to do things without asking about the troops in the Guangdong Army before.

"Didn't you sell him? I'm a little sorry for my friend." Zhuang Jihua asked with interest, and he began to feel a little interesting.

"Ha. I sold it?" Song Yunfei smiled relaxedly: "Will you shoot him?"

"How do you know I don't know?" Zhuang Jihua asked back.

"That's because his tricks are not good enough, he deserves it." Song Yunfei said lightly, then looked at Zhuang Jihua and said again: "Actually, he is not Erwuzi. He came to me and asked me if I offended you. So I knew that you were touching my bottom."

"It seems you're very familiar with it."

"I taught him all the time. Do you think he is familiar with him?" Song Yunfei smiled and said, "When he was a recruit, I was the one who led him."

"I understand. No wonder he went to find you without hiding it." Zhuang Jihua nodded. This kind of friendship between soldiers in the army is difficult to cut. Once the friendship between soldiers is formed in this era, it is a life-long friendship, because this friendship itself is a way for soldiers to protect themselves.

"Where are you learning Kung Fu?" Zhuang Jihua felt that since Song Yunfei shook the bottom line, he had been led by him. He felt a little unwilling to take back the initiative and let the conversation go according to his own ideas.

"Master taught." Zhuang Jihua noticed that when Song Yunfei mentioned his master, his eyes showed respect and love: "My master is my father's junior brother. After my father died, I learned martial arts from my master, and I learned it for twelve years."

"Ling Zun has passed away, I'm so sorry." Zhuang Jihua apologized according to Western traditions, but Song Yunfei looked at it with some difficulty.

"What are you sorry for?" Song Yunfei asked in confusion. Zhuang Jihua didn't know how to explain. Then Song Yunfei said, "My father died because of this Chaozhou Railway."

"Die for this railway? Why?" Zhuang Jihua was not clear about the history of the Chaozhou Railway. Now, the Chaozhou Railway has not been opened to traffic because Hong Zhaolin's troops destroyed several bridges when they retreated. Otherwise, they would have taken the train instead of taking a steamer.

"When the railway was built, the people were unwilling to sell land, so the Japanese and ronin came to make trouble. My father taught them a lesson several times. They knew that they could not beat my father, so they quietly shot my father. After my father died, my mother took me to join my junior brother, who was my master." When Song Yunfei recounted this past, his tone was plain and expressionless, but Zhuang Jihua felt a chill all over.

"What about your master? He didn't avenge your dad?"

"I reported it, he cut off the heads of fourteen Japanese devils to pay tribute to my father." Song Yunfei suddenly laughed: "The funniest thing is that the Guangdong Governor's yamen could not find the murderer, and could not withstand the threat of the Japanese devils, so he had to find a few death row prisoners from the prison to count."

Zhuang Jihua did not laugh. He once again felt sad for China in this era. The Japanese, British, French, as long as they were not Chinese, they could be rampant in China. He also remembered the sign "Chinese and dogs are not allowed to enter" seen in the Shanghai Concession. The poor and weak country left his people with no way to escape and could only bear this great humiliation. The Chinese were murdered by foreigners on their own land, but had nowhere to seek justice. On the contrary, after the foreign murderer was executed, there must be Chinese people to pay his life for him. This is a world that is inverted by black and white.

Zhuang Jihua essentially received European and American education. The concepts of freedom, human rights and equality have been rooted in his consciousness, and he has also fallen under this concept. Even in this era, this consciousness intentionally or unintentionally influences his way of doing things, creating deep doubts; freedom, they are free in China, so free that they can kill Chinese people at will; human rights, foreigners have power in China, but Chinese people, just give you a bone; equality, untouchables are not equal.

He now understands why whenever China achieved success in his previous life, there were always so many people who came out to blame him. It was because they could no longer be able to be rampant in China as before, because they felt that they were no longer the first time higher than the Chinese, which made them lose and scared.

"Then why did you join the army?" Zhuang Jihua asked again after stabilizing his thoughts.

"My master told us that if we want to avoid being bullied by foreign devils, there must be a country to take charge of the people. When I was seventeen, my master took my senior brother to San Francisco. Before leaving, we asked our three brothers to join Mr. Sun's Guangdong Army." Song Yunfei stopped and said, "In a few years, only one of my senior brothers was left. Both of my senior brothers died in battle, but I still didn't see the country there." After saying that, deep confusion appeared in his eyes.

"Your master is an amazing person." Zhuang Jihua sighed in his heart. A truly powerful country has to wait for decades. And in these decades, there are countless heroes who have destroyed their families and become patriots in the country and the country. There are countless heroes who have become heroic and prosperous. Apart from their relatives, no one knows their names, but it is him

Only after one after another did China bring back from the brink of danger again and again.

"Chief Zhuang, Brother Wu said you are a very knowledgeable person. I would like to ask you, will the country have it? Will foreigners be driven out?" Song Yunfei asked sincerely.

"Can. City." Zhuang Jihua said firmly: "Our country has always existed. It's just that he is too poor and too weak to protect the people in other places, so he is bullied by foreigners."

"Our country is China, and it has a history of five thousand years; our nation is the best nation in the world. When foreigners were still savages and were still eating raw meat and drinking blood, we had already created a splendid civilization; the foreign devils' culture, which is only a few hundred years old, is a drop in the ocean compared to us. It is not worth mentioning."

"Brother Song, the most important representative of the country is the government. The government handles state affairs on behalf of the people. Today, China actually has no government land. All provinces are controlled by warlords of all sizes. These warlords are arbitrarily levy taxes in their defense zones to exploit the people. This situation has our own reasons, and more importantly, it is intentionally promoted by foreigners. They provide money and weapons to warlords and instigate them to fight against the central government. If China splits, it will not be able to unite to the outside world. Foreigners can divide and rule them. They can keep rampant in China, plunder China's wealth and oppress the Chinese people. Therefore, to establish a country and drive away foreigners, the first thing to do is to defeat the warlords."

Song Yunfei didn't understand some of the words, such as civilization, but he didn't understand some of them, but he understood some of them. There was no country because warlords and warlords were supported by foreigners. Therefore, only by killing warlords can we establish a country and drive away foreigners.

"Brother Song, have you ever read?" Zhuang Jihua felt that Song Yunfei was not like a completely illiterate person. Some of the questions made sense and spoke in a more organized manner.

"After two years of studying in a private school, we don't have a Western school, and we can recognize a few words, so we don't understand many things." Song Yunfei said embarrassedly.

"Ha, I'm afraid you like practicing martial arts than reading and literacy." Zhuang Jihua said with a smile, and Song Yunfei chuckled awkwardly.

"No, I was sleepy just after picking up the book, and I wanted to sleep. I got beaten with a lot of tricks for this." Song Yunfei smiled and decided, and Zhuang Jihua looked at him with a skeptical look.

"Really, I won't lie to you."

"It's not that you don't believe it, but that you suspect that your teacher beats you so much. You are so thick-skinned that he beats ordinary children with his stubbornness, but you may not be able to do it."

After saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"You are right. When practicing martial arts, the whip that the master would fall down if he was a little wrong. The master's whip was fast, urgent and ruthless, much heavier than the old master's board."

"So I'm used to being whipped by my master, so I pretended that I didn't come, right?" Zhuang Jihua interrupted Song Yunfei, and the two of them laughed again. Putting aside the heavy topic, the atmosphere became much more relaxed, and the distance between them seemed to be close.

"What are you talking about? You're so happy."

Zhuang Jihua turned around and saw that it was Wang Jingwei who came with Chen Bijun. Wang Jingwei wanted to talk to him since he remembered that he was Zhuang Jihua, and at the same time he wanted to touch Chiang Kai-shek's attitude. Intuition, he thought that Chiang Kai-shek had a purpose in putting Zhuang Jihua on his head. Therefore, after comforting Chen Bijun, he wanted to talk to Zhuang Jihua. Although Chen Bijun was arrogant, he could not find anyone else on the boat, and he was unwilling to go back to the cabin, so he followed him.

"Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang."

"Mr. Wang."

The two greeted Wang Jingwei and his wife almost at the same time, but Zhuang Jihua had a more Mrs. Wang, but these three words were not too much. Chen Bijun's favor for Zhuang Jihua increased a little, and he was almost unwilling to pay attention to Song Yunfei.

"Cultural Revolution, I'd better call you the Cultural Revolution. What are you talking about? You're so happy." Wang Jingwei asked again.

"Hey," Zhuang Jihua smiled, glanced at Song Yunfei, and said, "It's nothing. I'll ask Hanxiang for the scenic spots and flavored snacks in Chaozhou."

"Oh, have you never been to Chaozhou?" Wang Jingwei asked with a smile. Seeing Zhuang Jihua nodding, he continued: "There are many famous places and historical sites in Chaozhou. You must see two places, one is Kaiyuan Temple and the other is the cliff carvings of Hulushan. Kaiyuan Temple was built in the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty. It is the first temple in eastern Guangdong. It is known as "a million family blessed land, three thousand world jungles". I have visited Toda Temple in Japan in Japan. This Toda Temple is a imitated Kaiyuan Temple. The Kaiyuan Temple not only has the buildings of the Tang Dynasty, but also the buildings of the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. It can be said that it gathers the great achievements of ancient Chinese Buddhist architecture, so you must go and take a look in the Cultural Revolution."

"The cliff carvings in Hulushan have left the calligraphy of pen and ink of famous masters of various dynasties. The earliest ones were Li Gongting during the reign of Emperor Dezong of Tang Dynasty, Han Yu's "White Parrot Fu" in the Tang Dynasty, Yu Xianqing's "Myanmar Burial of Wife" by Su Shi, Su Shi's "Steel of Han Wengong Temple in Changlibo of Chaozhou", and calligraphy of famous masters of various dynasties from Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties."

Zhuang Jihua looked at Wang Jingwei who was talking happily and talking, but he was deeply sorry for his erudition and strong memory. This person should not be engaged in politics, he should be a professor in college. He did the wrong job.

"These two monuments condense the development of ancient Chinese architecture and literature. When I went to Chaozhou, it would be fine. I must go and see Kaiyuan Temple and cliff carvings. This is a microcosm of ancient Chinese culture. If I have time, I will definitely visit it again, otherwise I don't know when I will have the chance."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but feel warm.

"I heard Mr. Wang say this, I wish I could not go to the right place now. It was found in all dynasties and generations, so there was no need to go anywhere else."

"The glorious Tang Dynasty, the demeanor of all nations coming to the dynasty is in the same temple as the simplicity and brightness of the Qing Dynasty, which is very interesting in itself." Wang Jingwei said with a smile.

"Mr. Wang is really knowledgeable and admires him very much. But I am afraid I can't see so much content."

Seeing that Wang Jingwei was very excited, Chen Bijun turned around and called the guards to bring a table and a few chairs to the deck. Seeing this, Song Yunfei took the opportunity to volunteer to handle it. He had no interest in these things. He had also seen the cliff carvings. He had carved some words on the stone, and there was nothing amazing about it.
Chapter completed!