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Chapter 587 Send them down to wait for Cixi(1/2)

 I never expected that Zhao Chuanxin would be exposed to rain and dew, and no one would be spared.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at these students who were shrinking their necks like quails: "When it comes to mentality, you are not mature enough; when it comes to force, you are powerless; when it comes to knowledge, you are still far behind.

He even went on strike from time to time and shouted slogans every day.

Who gave you the courage?

The country is not prosperous in science. If you have time, read more books. If you can build one more car, one more battleship, and one more machine gun, you will be considered a great achievement.

But look, what are you doing?

If I counted correctly, you secretly arranged a total of thirty-three jobs for Zhao.

What's going on, are you Zhao's superiors?"

One student was dissatisfied and took advantage of being in the crowd to bravely retort: ​​"But the country needs us to stand up..."

When Zhao Chuanxin heard the voice, he was not ten meters away, so he started to pull him from left to right. Each student was like a chicken, being tossed around. In an instant, Zhao Chuanxin was in front of this student.

Qu Benqiao stared at the students, while we all looked up and thought.

If you are afraid of committing suicide, why would you pick up a knife and assassinate the British? One life is exchanged for one life, but it is done with less. Before exchanging dozens of lives of Western capitalists, the British had to kneel down and call him daddy.

Zhao knows.

Especially if you die at the hands of Shi Xueyu, you may still be infamy for thousands of years.

No one was still thinking about it, but some people had figured it out, with a look of shame on their faces.

"Ah..." Zhao Chuanxin is still too young, so he just knows how to do it.

I thought about it again and admired Qu's humble nature as a human being.

But Qu Benqiao said it so fiercely, which actually made Zhao's hair stand on end and shuddered.

After saying that, he pushed away the students and walked inside, while Gu Zhu followed closely behind us.

After saying that, he waited for the eight people to react, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away leisurely to the west.

So vicious.

Now that I heard it, I was convinced.

"Bad, Shi Xueyu, if you leave your words there today, he must be unable to learn anything before now. Military must be able to dismount and fight, Wen must be able to build cars, ships, and airplanes. When he sees the Japanese, he must spit on me...

Can those do it?"

The man sneered and changed the subject: "Mr. Zhao, the imperial court has repeatedly failed in the face of weakness. What should you do?"

Obviously, Qu Benqiao has no respect for this at all.

He remembered what Hu Shi said today.

The students around him finished in a state of confusion.

Gu Zhutong persuaded tactfully: "Mr. Zhao, there are all scholars here, so he really should have said what he said. I think Mr. Xu will be reported to the newspaper tomorrow. A scholar's pen is as slow as a knife. Once word spreads, it will be

It does no harm to his reputation."

Qu Benqiao looked at me in disbelief.

Feng Jichuan was stunned: "I have heard that Mr. Zhao is not known as a mage. Could it be that Mr. Zhao has calculated that this person in the Forbidden City will die? But at the beginning of the year?"

Shi Xueyu was dumbfounded: "That's fair. Whether you can do it or not depends on fate. Why should you do what Mr. Zhao said..."

Qu Benqiao looked at me quietly: "Zhao Mou.

Until it was time to join the army, no one shouted: "But you are just small soldiers..."

Qu Benqiao didn't hit me, but asked: "What's his name?"

The American devils invaded our country brazenly. The war only resulted in 800 deaths, but the number of casualties in irregular combat reached thousands. Guess what? We have suffered it.

I heard that Qu Benqiao killed bad guys.

Within ten meters, you know everything.

Shi Xueyu must have scolded me and slapped me.

In those days, death was a small thing.

People of that era hated looking for answers. In fact, they did not want to find spiritual sustenance and faith when they were strong.

I waved my hand: "It's broken, let's break up the meeting, it's okay!"

"It's a trivial matter to always return to one's place. You have to care about the details." Qu Ben raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "It's already early, and Hu Shi has to go west to get the scriptures... Ah yes, it's a journey.

, then I’ll say goodbye.”

He is an intellectual, and you cannot predict that his reputation will become smaller and smaller in the future.

Zhao glared at me.

No one shouted: "Mr. Zhao, don't leave, please say a few more words."

That’s called moral kidnapping!

Ever since you were a kid, your mother has told you that you should date someone who is eight or seven.

So I think Qu Benqiao would be interested in those two things.

Will Qu Benqiao really knock out all my teeth?

As everyone knows, this is the credit of the smart gyroscope.

Every word he says will spread.

The eight people's bodies were shaken.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at him: "What do I need from you?"

"Haha..." Qu Benqiao smiled warmly: "My mother also knows that he can do things according to what others say? Since he is willing, why should he ask you to do this? Why should you tell me what to do?"

Everyone was stunned.

Can I control my mouth?

Qu Benqiao sneered: "You and my mother have no reputation? Notorious? You, Qu Benqiao, need fame?"

What do they want to achieve by committing suicide?

Want the Japanese to be more cruel?

Qu Benqiao said: "They still have a long way to go in life. They are afraid of falling. People around them laugh at them, so they get up and fall down a few more times, making us laugh to death."

It is Zhao who I met yesterday.

It's really ridiculous. They just keep falling down to laugh at our little teeth. If we have teeth, we will starve to death, right?

Qu Benqiao smiled mysteriously: "I will make an appointment in winter."

I put my hands together and clapped my hands: "Mr. Zhao is a great person among people. He is very strict in doing small things. Feng admires him very much. Listening to you today is better than ten years of reading."

He jumped into the sea and committed suicide. Apart from gaining a reputation as a strong man, what else could he gain?"

Those who have committed small crimes must be held accountable before death.

But Shi Xueyu smiled calmly: "Cixi is always going to die, and it will be time to blow out the lamp and pull out the wax next year.

Everyone else was scolded, but no one walked through the crowd and stood up: "Mr. Zhao, he can instigate students like this. Your soldiers are so poorly trained and equipped that it is difficult to compete with the weaker countries, let alone you."

Students. Your morality, knowledge, literature, music, art...even your bodies are like human beings, how can you fight against them?"

Qu Benqiao sneered: "Beat them, scold them, and they still want you to continue, right?"

In fact, there are not many future players present.

Of course, that is a task that is very impossible to accomplish. From the bottom up of the Qing court, foreigners were afraid of it.

Liu Maoshang and Shi Xueyu were doubtful, but Feng Jichuan, an old fan who had no respect for him, was convinced: "This is a trivial matter..."

"..."

"Student...Zhao Chuanxin."

Hehe, this person has no future prospects.

No one said that this person's butt was crooked, but he took it seriously.

It’s just that Qu Benqiao recognized it.

No one was angry and said: "Mr. Zhao, how could he say that? Two years later, no Japanese student has gone to sea to protest, just to win the mineral rights in Shanxi..."

The same is true now, especially when the dead are soldiers. If there are no British businessmen to be assassinated for eight days or two, we really have to suffer, and we have to evacuate no matter what.

Both Cixi and Qu Benqiao were dealing with each other.

"That, that, that..." The student was speechless.

Want to win mercy from Western capitalists?

But at this time, Zhao really had nothing to fear anymore.

I pressed forward step by step, taking one step back, and no student took one step forward.
To be continued...
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