Respectfully

Chapter 129

In the fifth year of the Republic of China, on August [-], [-], the first batch of Chinese students studying in the United States arrived in Qingdao, Shandong.

From here, they will take an ocean-going ship to another continent, where they will start a two-year study life.Ten days later, another group of students will set off from Shanghai and embark on the same journey.

A total of 51 international students departed from Qingdao, 50 of whom passed the examination and were recommended by the local government.The extra person was Li Jinshu who was "abuse of power" by Li Sanshao and forced in through the back door.

In order to allow Li Jinshu to board this ship, Li Jinyan sent three telegrams to Tao Deyou, the Minister of Education who was responsible for the selection and dispatch of international students to the United States.Frankly speaking, Li Jinshu just "takes a ride with the wind" and does not take up the quota of government-funded study abroad, and takes care of all tuition and living expenses by himself.In order to convince the other party, he also took out an extra sum of money as a scholarship for the first batch of international students.

It can be said that Li Jinshu's journey to study in the United States was paved by Li Jinyan with money.He did not hide these things from Li Qingyun and his wife.

Li Qingyun became even more silent. The third wife thanked Li Jinyan and the second wife, and more than once told Li Jinshu not to be self-willed when he was abroad, and not to be impulsive again...

Li Jinshu seems to have listened to these words, but if he really listened to them, it would take time to test it.

When she first arrived in Qingdao, she was like a bird out of the cage, seeing everything novel and happy, always feeling that this is the taste of freedom.The two people Li Jinyan sent to her side rarely cared about her. Although they were both young girls in their early twenties, they always looked cold. other students.

It was okay at first, everyone just exchanged pleasantries and talked about recent domestic news.After getting acquainted with each other, when these students began to gather in twos and threes to discuss professional knowledge, Li Jinshu couldn't interrupt.The only English she was good at, these people spoke better than her, and several of them also spoke German, French, and even Spanish.

At this time, Li Jinshu would fall silent, and gradually, she found it difficult to get along with these people, and she felt a little out of place.They were always discussing mathematics, chemistry, physics and even agriculture. She never heard them mention the words of democracy and freedom that she often heard in school.

When Li Jinshu asked, one of the girls with short hair told her that they were here to learn knowledge and serve the country after they finished their studies.What they are concerned about is not overthrowing the ruling class or democracy and freedom, these are all empty talk to them.They believe that the current national situation is much better than that during the North-South confrontation period. Most of the government's decrees are for the country and the people, and they have not acted to sell the interests of the country. Why do they want to overthrow it?

"When a country's citizens are still in poverty, when most people don't have enough to eat, what's the use of talking about these big words?" The girl paused, and then said: "Of course, I'm not talking about your The idea is wrong. I just think that it is better to do some practical things than talk empty words. Besides, to put it in a bad way, you can come to study abroad because of the exploiting class in your mouth, right?"

The girl's words are direct and practical, and most of the people here think the same as her.

After getting along for a while, these international students also discovered the difference between Li Jinshu and them. No one would deliberately make things difficult for her, but no one was willing to get too close to her.The Ministry of Education selected these one hundred students from thousands of people. Naturally, they had to be evaluated in many ways. They were all outstanding among their peers, smart, sincere, hardworking, and pragmatic.

Yes, be pragmatic.

Those who talk too much, like to talk big, and are easily incited by others, no matter how smart they are, they will not be included in the list of studying abroad.

Before departure, Tao Deyou, the Minister of Education, said to these students earnestly: "I read Mr. Liang's Theory of Youth in the past, and he said that youth is the foundation of the country. I deeply believe it. You are the hope of China and the hope of the nation! Let's encourage each other, and hope that you will learn something and come back soon!"

These students are full of enthusiasm for serving the country and take the revitalization of the nation as their own responsibility. Each of them is familiar with Mr. Liang's Theory of Youth, and each of them is willing to dedicate everything to their own country and their own nation.

It was difficult for Li Jinshu to understand their thoughts. Their thoughts were completely different from what she had encountered before. Their world seemed to be far away from hers.She also began to reflect, to reflect on herself in the past, perhaps, these people are right... When she can truly understand the gap between the so-called ideal and reality, it is the beginning of her growth.

In the sea breeze, the students who were about to leave stood on the deck of the ship and waved to their parents and relatives who were seeing them off.

When they saw Minister Tao standing in the crowd and the teacher who had educated them, fifty people bowed to them at the same time and saluted them. The wise young people will make the country wise, the young rich will make the country rich, the young strong will make the country strong, the young independent will make the country independent, the young free will make the country free, the young progress will make the country progress... The red sun is rising, and its way is bright... Milk tiger The roaring valley, the beasts trembling...beautiful! My young China is not as old as the sky! Magnificent! My young China is boundless with the country! Sir, we will study hard and live up to the hope of the country!"

The voices of the teenagers passed through the sky, broke through the clouds, and brushed against the wings of seagulls.

Tao Deyou and others who were seeing them off on the shore said loudly: "Beautiful! My young China! Magnificent! My young China! The hope of the country, the pillar of the country!"

This scene was faithfully recorded with the camera by the reporter who came to see him off. With the sparks and smoke bursting out of the spotlight, it was engraved on the yellowed scroll of history.

The German governor of Qingdao, Waldeck, said to the new German ambassador to China, Paul von Hinz: "Paul, this is a nation that does not give up easily."

Xin Ci nodded, upholding the arrogance of a soldier and diplomat of the German Empire, "But they are also an oppressed nation. It is difficult for them to get out of the predicament."

"Who knows." Waldeck shrugged his shoulders, making a very un-Germanic man's gesture, "I have two bottles of good wine there, and I invited Spee to dinner, I think you will have A lot to talk about."

"Spei?" Xin Ci paused. Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of the current commander-in-chief of the Far East Fleet. "I left the army two years ago."

"Forget it. A Germanic man never forgets his military career."

"Okay." Xin Ci had nothing to do with Waldeck, who had become less like a Prussian man and more like a Yankee.

The ship made a long whistle, and the chimney billowed black smoke, and gradually went away.

A few short men mingled with the crowd and left the pier.

As soon as he returned to the temporary residence, one of the men immediately said: "The empire's power in China has been continuously compressed. In the north, especially the six northern provinces ruled by Lou Xiao, there is almost no place for the empire except Dalian. The coal we need, Iron, food and timber can no longer be shipped back to the country! This must not continue, the Empire must take action!"

"Mr. Koizumi, Your Excellency the Minister of Shanzuo has proposed to the cabinet that from now on China will be called China." A short man with a short beard in his twenties said: "China, China people! The glory of the Tang and Song Empires has long been gone. Go, they don't deserve to occupy such a vast land and resources!"

"Yes!" Koizumi replied, "Doihara-kun, thank you for reminding me, I will remember it!"

"Well," Doihara nodded, "I'll leave for Dalian later, Koizumi, you go with me, there is something we need to do."

"Yes!"

Koizumi and the others left the room, and Doihara walked to the window, looking at the scenery outside the window with a gloomy expression.

His teacher Sakanishi military officer once told him that Huaxia is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, a piece of cake waiting to be cut by the Great Japanese Empire.

"The fleet of the empire is unimpeded in the waters of China, and the warriors of the empire can do whatever they want on this land. There are food and minerals we need, and everything we need!"

In China, Doihara has always thought so.But when he saw the country with his own eyes, he doubted his teacher's words.Doihara is different from many of his classmates in mainland China. He is indeed a fanatical militarist, but he also maintains reason.

He will say loudly in front of the instructor: The duty of the imperial soldiers is to attack!But he also thinks about the price of doing so in private.

Napoleon once said that China is a sleeping lion, once it wakes up, the whole world will tremble.He thanked God that the lion was sleeping.

What would the world be like if this lion suddenly woke up from his deep sleep?

Recalling the scene he saw at the pier before, Doihara suddenly felt frightened.

No!He shook his head vigorously.

For the sake of the Japanese Empire, this lion must be completely strangled in sleep before it wakes up!

Kenji Doihara didn't know that, just as he was full of bad water and thinking about conspiracy and tricks, he himself had already been targeted by someone.And the purpose of this person who was staring at him was to kill him.

Guanbei City

Li Jinyan folded the telegram in front of him, then folded it in half, and then opened it. Xiao Youde, who was standing in front of him, couldn't help but said, "Master Yan, is there a problem?"

"Ah, no." Li Jinyan shook his head.

As long as there are Chinese people in later generations who know about the war of aggression against China, the puppet Manchukuo, and the Tokyo Trial, there is no one who does not know about Kenji Doihara!The spy chief of the Japanese invaders, the head of the [-]th Division, committed countless crimes in China.

Even in this time and space, all this has not happened yet, but Li Jinyan has already murdered him.

This was the first time he actually wanted to kill someone and planned to send someone to execute it.

"Mr. Xiao, just do as you say."

The intelligence personnel lurking in the Banxi mansion have already grasped the whereabouts of Doihara. Three days later, he will secretly go to Dalian, passing Tianjin on the way, which is the best time to start.

"Master Yan," Xiao Youde hesitated, "Are you really not going to tell the young commander-in-chief?"

"No need." Li Jinyan shook his head, "I will tell him when the matter is done."

"Can……"

"what?"

"Young Marshal already knows."

"Ah?!" Li Jinyan raised his head abruptly, "What did you say?"

"Absolutely not!"

"How did the young commander know?"

Xiao Youde stopped talking, but the door of the room was pushed open at this moment, and Lou Xiao in military uniform stepped in.He signaled Xiao Youde to go out first, and after closing the door, he turned and walked towards Li Jinyan.

"Young commander, I..."

Li Jinyan stood up, somewhat at a loss.Lou Xiao didn't speak, walked in front of him, took out the deformed telegram in Li Jinyan's hand, and unfolded it.

"Kenji Doihara?"

"Young commander, I want to get rid of him for a reason," Li Jinyan said, "He is a Japanese spy..."

Young Marshal Lou shook his head.

"Young commander, this person can't stay!" Li Jinyan was a little anxious, "I really can't stay!"

"He will die." Young Marshal Lou crumpled the telegram into a ball with one hand, threw it on the ground, and stepped on the bottom of his feet.

Black riding boots, red carpet, torn paper.

The big hands with gun calluses slowly caressed Li Jinyan's neck, "I said, I am your man, leave this kind of thing to me, and I will do it."

Li Jinyan opened his mouth, but found that the words were all choked in his throat, unable to utter a single word.