Chapter 633 Desperate Cry

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This day during the lunch break, Zhou Hao didn't go home, but stayed in the school library, because during these days, Li Ruolan stayed in the library to read every lunch break, so Zhou Hao came to accompany her.

The library of Yuning Middle School is a three-story ancient building with blue tiles. It turned out to be a private school that existed in the Republic of China.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Yuning Middle School was located here, and this private school was used as the school's library. After three times of renovation and maintenance, it is a very famous cultural relic in Xiangcheng.

Moreover, the collection of books in this library is very rich, even the Xinhua Bookstore in the city is far behind. Many of them are precious preserved books published many years ago, and some are even solitary bound books preserved in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China.

Zhou Hao and Li Ruolan were sitting opposite each other at the table by the window on the second floor. Since it was lunch break, there was no one else in the library. It happened to be a lush and verdant banyan tree outside the window, and occasionally the swaying branches and leaves could be heard. The sounds and the chirping of birds seemed very quiet.

Zhou Hao looked at Li Ruolan with his arm resting on his pillow, and saw that the beautiful woman in front of him was concentrating on reading the book introducing educational management and human resource applications. Her soft hair was gently hanging down, shining black in the soft sunlight. of gloss.

There was a tranquility that could make people feel refreshed on that clear and refined face, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly in the occasionally blinking eyes.

The surroundings were very quiet, as if the whole world had settled down, and Zhou Hao couldn't help feeling hopeful in his heart, hoping that time would stay at this moment forever.

Perhaps because of a sympathy, Li Ruolan seemed to have sensed Zhou Hao's gaze on her, raised her eyes a little, and saw that he was looking at her quietly, with a very pleasing expression. With a slightly red face, Li Ruolan smiled softly and said, "Fool, what are you looking at?"

"Look at you, I really can't get enough of it in my whole life." Zhou Hao's voice was a little more lively than usual, and suddenly it sounded like a boy who was innocent and ignorant of sorrow.

Li Ruolan rolled his eyes at him, but she didn't know how charming her frowns and smiles were, and her soothing and silent style made Zhou Hao's tranquil state of mind rippling.

Seeing a book with yellow pages under Zhou Hao's forearm, she asked curiously, "What kind of book is that? Don't you always only read books on economics?"

"Occasionally, I have to change my taste." Zhou Hao smiled and turned the cover of the book to Li Ruolan, only to see that "Zeng Wenzheng's family letter" was written on the cover. The font was very simple, giving people a heavy feeling.

"Zeng Wenzhenggong? Is that Zeng Guofan?" Li Ruolan asked.

Zhou Hao nodded: "This Wen Zhenggong can be said to be the most important figure in the late Qing Dynasty. When the power was at its peak, more than 70% of the military power of the entire Qing Dynasty was in his hands.

In just one thought, he could easily overthrow the Qing Dynasty and establish himself as emperor. Anyway, his influence on our China is extremely great.

Its profound.

Moreover, our founding ancestor also said that he "served Zeng Wenzheng alone".

This "Letter from Mr. Zeng Wenzheng's Family" is one of the three books that Chiang Kai-shek read under his pillow all the year round. The other two are "Biography of Bismarck" and "Quotations of Zeng Hu Zhibing". "

Li Ruolan really has never been in touch with this kind of thing, and she became interested immediately: "So there is such a big background, then what is written in the "Letter from Mr. Zeng Wenzheng's Family"?"

"They are all letters from Zeng Guofan to his family."

"Huh? Isn't it the way of governing the country and the art of using soldiers? If it's just a letter from the family, why would such a hero like Chiang Kai-shek respect it so much?" Li Ruolan was puzzled.

Zhou Hao said with a smile: "Zeng Guofan has been leading troops abroad for a long time, but he insists on writing letters to his children regularly, the content not only includes what he has seen and heard, but also instructions to his family.

Including which teacher to choose for his son, what gift to give to whom, and what ceremony to perform to worship the ancestors, no matter how big or small, he gave instructions one by one.

Although these are just tedious family matters, as the saying goes, seeing the big from the small, governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. From these small things, it can show Zeng Guofan's amazing way of dealing with people. . "

After Zhou Hao's explanation, Li Ruolan came to a sudden realization. No wonder Taizu and Chiang Kai-shek and other powerful figures of the times all admired this "Book of Zeng Wenzheng Gong's Family" so much.

I heard Zhou Hao say again: "I think the two most outstanding books in our country are the "Book of Duke Zeng Wenzheng" and "Sun Tzu's Art of War". treasure book.

When it comes to the most powerful thing in China, it is intrigue. In terms of the word "fighting", no nation in the world can compare with us Chinese. "

"What you said is too biased." Li Ruolan smiled bitterly.

"This is the truth." Zhou Hao smiled and glanced at Li Ruolan: "I don't remember which Western scholar said that the two most intelligent peoples in the world are the Han Chinese and the Jews.

The Jews used their talents to make money, and the Han people used their talents to fight.

Do you still remember the words our Taizu once said?

Fighting against the sky brings endless joy, fighting against the earth brings endless joy, fighting with people brings endless joy. Hehe, Taoism has exhausted our Chinese nature. "

Seeing Zhou Hao's starry eyes that seemed to see through everything in the world, Li Ruolan's heart trembled involuntarily, because at this moment Zhou Hao, while lamenting the world, was more wise, which was something that he couldn't have at his age. Mature.

When he came back to his senses, Zhou Hao smiled at Li Ruolan: "Actually, this

This "Book of Zeng Wenzheng Gong" is much better than your management studies, human resource applications, etc., because this is the teaching

Your classic in managing and employing people. "

Li Ruolan nodded, because the Tianhe Primary School invested and built by Zhou Hao has entered the second half of the project, and it is estimated that it will be delivered within this year.

In the future, Li Ruolan will become the manager of Tianhe Primary School and a series of educational institutions invested by Tianhe, so she must prepare now to increase her management knowledge.

"The book "Zeng Wenzheng's Family Letter" in the school library is a hand-copied version. Just looking at this font has benefited a lot.

But this person did not leave a signature, otherwise I would really like to pay a visit. " Zhou Hao sighed.

From those fonts with the style of dragon and tiger, Zhou Hao not only saw the spiritual realm of that person, but even felt that there were some profound meanings of martial arts hidden in these words, which made Zhou Hao comprehend a lot.

Zhou Hao once saw in martial arts novels that some martial arts masters were promoted to martial arts through calligraphy, such as Zhu Ziliu, the apprentice of Master Yideng in "The Legend of Condor Heroes", who is a famous calligrapher, and "Yiyang Zhi" Kung fu is integrated into calligraphy.

"It's not good to be bored here all day, let's go out for a stroll." Zhou Hao said to Li Ruolan.

"Ok."

So the two left the school and went out to hang out in the commercial street.

Because Zhou Hao's school uniform is very conspicuous, and this is near Yuning Middle School, it is easy to meet acquaintances, so Li Ruolan did not dare to let Zhou Hao hold her hand, and only walked side by side with Zhou Hao.

"Huh? There's a new pajamas shop here?" When passing by a shop selling pajamas, Li Ruolan's eyes lit up, and she dragged Zhou Hao into it.

This shop is all about pajamas, with styles for men, women and children.

Zhou Hao originally thought that Li Ruolan wanted to buy it himself, but saw that she suddenly took a blue men's pajamas from the hanger and stuck it in front of Zhou Hao, and intimately measured the size for him.

The salesmen in the shop immediately looked at Zhou Hao and the two with strange eyes, because Zhou Hao was still wearing a school uniform. At this time, puppy love is still a matter of concern, especially Zhou Hao and Li Ruolan's appearance is so good.

Fortunately, they didn't know that Li Ruolan was Zhou Hao's teacher, otherwise they would be even more surprised.

In the end, Li Ruolan bought a pair of couple pajamas for Zhou Hao and herself, her brows were full of happiness, like a little wife.

"Huh? What's going on over there? Why are there so many people?" After leaving the store, Zhou Hao saw the intersection over there full of people, and he could vaguely see the lights of police cars shining through the crowd. Hearing the heart-piercing cries, there should be a traffic accident.

"Go and have a look." Li Ruolan said. She's not in the mood to join in the fun

In the past, it was because that intersection was very close to Yuning Middle School, and she wanted to see if there were any traffic hazards there, so as to avoid the same accidents happening to the students of Yuning Middle School in the future.

Approaching the past, the mournful and indignant woman's cries became clearer. Zhou Hao frowned, because he could hear the sadness in the cry, if he didn't really feel hopeless, he wouldn't have uttered such a cry.

Then, Zhou Hao and Li Ruolan saw a bicycle lying on the ground on the right side of the intersection, and a four or five-year-old boy was lying beside him. His chest cavity was sunken, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he had long since died. , the ground beneath him was also a pool of blood, and his death was extremely miserable.

Not far away there was a woman in her thirties screaming and screaming, trying to walk to the place where the boy lay dead, but was stopped by a man and two policemen.

"I want to see my son! Let go of me, I want to see my son!" The mournful cry came from the woman, and she looked like she was crazy, beating the man and the policeman who stopped her.

Crying hoarsely: "I want to see my son! Why is it my son! Impossible! Impossible! Is the driver dead? Is the driver dead? I want to kill him with my own hands. kill him!"

(end of this chapter)

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