Xiang Shuai, born in 1837, is 92 years old this year, and her actual age is 90.

Historically, he died in 1909, but before his death, he was very angry because of Zaifeng's proud remarks of "there are troops to dominate the world".

But the fate of this famous official in the late Qing Dynasty, who was posthumously named Wenxiang, turned a corner in this time and space.

When the Qing court summoned him to the north, he was blocked by Ergouzi, and tied him up to San Francisco and then dragged him to South America to enjoy his old age.

During this continued life, Xiang Shuai not only presided over the construction and operation of the University of San Francisco, but also presided over various matters of Wakanda National University in South America.

During this period, he also led the research on the origins of South America and Chinese civilization, as well as the actual geographical location survey of the Shanhai Jing.

As well as many personal collections of poems, doctrines, etc.

Han Huaiyi heard that his family had reported that he could not do anything, so he rushed over without caring about anything.

The old man was full of energy at this moment. He and Han Huaiyi smiled and said, "My lord, this Bodhi Patriarch is going back to the mountain. Don't make any trouble if you stay outside."

Han Huaiyi also smiled: "That's not necessarily."

"Well, it's all the people who are unlucky anyway." Xiang Shuai said, and his children suddenly cried and laughed.

Zhang Zhidong suddenly became serious: "Ye Luo returned to the roots is the only thing I asked you to do. When will you let me go back after I go?"

"Where are you going, I'll call you down."

"My ancestral home is Hongdong County, Shanxi Province, and later moved to Nanpi, Hebei. She was born in Xingyi, Guizhou. Although she served as the governor of Liangjiang, she still governed mainly in Hubei."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhidong asked Han Huaiyi with a smile: "Why don't you go and kill all the places and let me be an imperial sect?"

Han Huaiyi was not kidding anymore, he held Zhang Zhidong's hand: "It's difficult, it's not possible to join forces."

"Can't the secret of heaven be revealed?"

"I'm afraid of 404." Han Huaiyi rubbed his eyebrows: "It's certain that Ye Luo returns to the roots. Let's do it, Xiangshuai, then we will go to Shanghai to lie shoulder to shoulder with me?"

"That's fine, then the funeral will be left to Tony. You go away." The old man pulled him away.

Tony was wearing a suit and tie outside, but now he was very traditional, kowtowing in tears.

"Get up." Xiangshuai watched him grow up. He asked someone to pull Tony up and then hold his hand: "Remember, you will bury me and your father in the future. If you think he is annoyed, you can learn from Li Shimin, and then bury him down as soon as possible."

"yes."

"Since ancient times, no one has died. I have never felt ashamed of the Qing court and never let down what I learned. I have no regrets about being a good student like your father. If you want to lead a country in the future, you must be tenacious and strong, and don't cry at will."

"yes."

"Rogers, you brothers should also love each other and protect each other. Never listen to outsiders' bewitching things. Do your brother Xiao Jiang's affairs. Your Cao thief will never lose his own person in your life. Don't let anything happen to you."

Rogers hurriedly said, "Yes."

"Grandpa." Chris also rushed over, and Zhang Zhidong found a red envelope: "If I don't give those two little beasts, I will give them to you. Chris, remember to take care of my descendants of the Zhang family. But if they do evil, you will deal with them."

"Um."

"Where is Xiao Si'er." The old man asked...

After talking to Han Huaiyi and others, Xiang Shuai's family came forward again.

As a result, the old man who had been looking back for a long time was puzzled and suddenly he was puzzled, huh? Why am I not dead yet?

He tried to kick his legs and forcefully leave, but his family and friends were in a panic, but he was still fine!

"What's wrong?" Han Huaiyi couldn't help it: "You want help?"

Zhang Zhidong was so angry that he cursed: "I don't want to be a son!"

The children of the Zhang family were also very angry and stared at him. Han Huaiyi smiled and said, "I'll help you to see the world."

The old man suddenly turned angry and happy: "The place where he was lying is wrong, but you still understand me."

Han Huaiyi said he was an outsider, but in fact he had a status in the Zhang family comparable to that of the eldest son.

He went straight to pick up Xiang Shuai. When he picked up Xiang Shuai, he found that the old man's light weight could blow away.

Han Huaiyi, who had a smile on his face before, finally burst into tears.

Xiang Shuai laughed: "This hero's tears are rare."

Han Huaiyi ignored him and put him out of the wheelchair. Xiangshuai didn't want anyone to follow him, so he just pushed him to the beach.

Xiang Shuai looked at the direction of his homeland from afar and murmured: "Fortunately you are."

"In thirty years, we will definitely stand firm, and we will definitely rise in a hundred years, and everything I do will become his wings."

"How will history judge me?"

"If there is no Xiangshuai, no modern industry, if there is no Xiangshuai, no Wakanda, and even more national rejuvenation."

"If you are the emperor now, what posthumous title would you give me?"

"If you have the posthumous title of the Han Dynasty Grand Commander Zhang Xiangtao, what about Wenxiang?"

"Who are you?" Xiang Shuai suddenly asked.

Han Huaiyi smiled and whispered in his ear: "Shen Lianchen, a major of a unit of the Armed Police Corps of the People's Republic of China, died for the country on October 19, 2020 and was reborn as Han Huaiyi."

"Actually, what should I be like?"

"I can't remember, I just know that you were very awesome at that time, but unfortunately I was unable to turn things around."

"I can't do it, so you are here."

"It's not that you can't do it, it's that I can do it too well." Ergouzi said shamelessly.

"You come to me."

Han Huaiyi went to kneel in front of him on one knee, Xiang Shuai looked down at his eyebrows and suddenly sighed: "A mere major officer can create such a foundation. How powerful should my homeland be at that time."

"...Are you scolding?"

Xiang Shuai laughed and asked again: "I think you are actually very concerned about Citiland."

"Now they don't care, and they have lost to us, in North Korea."

"Where is Yuan Weiting's rise, three thousand miles of rivers and mountains return to Han again?"

"No, the reason is very complicated, and they later became like to brag, saying that rice dumplings and Laba porridge are theirs, and Confucius is theirs."

"Xiangxi Zongzi is theirs, it's almost the same, it's a small country."

"That's right, I'll find a chance to get them this time."

Xiangshuai smiled and reached out to touch Han Huaiyi's head: "If God opens his eyes, let me go and see it this time."

After saying that, his hands trembled slightly and left.

Han Huaiyi looked up at him, then slowly buried his head in front of his knees, and whispered: "I want to go back and have a look, Xiangshuai!"

But everyone has a time that they can never go back.

It took a long time before Han Huaiyi stood up and pushed the cart back.

Three days later, Wakanda wore mourning in the whole country.

Telegrams were sent across the ocean and US envoys were sent to pay their respects. Han Huaiyi asked Tom to receive these, and he himself was silently guarding his soul like a filial son and Xiangshuai descendants.

Looking at Xiang Shuai who was smiling in the photo, Han Huaiyi suddenly felt that the Qing court had really become history.

And he has also entered history and sooner or later become history.
Chapter completed!