The shopkeeper said, "Yes, Fusang people, Fusang people in my Beiling are much older, so there should be at least tens of thousands, and many of them are international students.

These people are not easy to be bullied, but they have good tempers and don’t say anything.”

Ji Mo smiled and said, "How come there are so many?"

The shopkeeper said, "It's so close. It's very convenient to take a boat from Tumenjiang."

Ji Mo said, "I heard that I am making an independent fight?"

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "I read the newspaper and said that the People's Army of Fusang has already had 120,000 people. Strikes and marchs have begun in various parts of Fusang. Many Chinese businessmen in Fusang are afraid of being implicated, so they have already walked back."

Ji Mo asked, "Don't anyone care? Can't they really be independent?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Fusang is a barren land. The gold and silver mines developed during the reign of Emperor Wu were almost exhausted. The Central Army lost money in Fusang every year.

Our Beiling has also withdrawn the garrison from the Northwest Province this year because of the war with Northwest Province.

Now there are only the navy in Ryukyu in the northwest province of Fusang, and tens of thousands of people from the Central Army, who are unable to suppress the rebels.

Moreover, this alliance of international formed by America, France and Great Britain is coming forward to help Fuso mediate.

For the sake of this international alliance, the central government had to negotiate with the Fusang People's Army. After hearing that the negotiations were made, it would make Fusang independent."

"The main reason is that why didn't we reach an agreement now?" Ji Mo asked curiously.

The shopkeeper said, "I saw them honestly and sympathize with them. If you are independent, just be independent. As a result, they still want Black Dragon Island and say Black Dragon Island is theirs.

The central government naturally disagrees."

"What? Nonsense!" Cen Jiusheng suddenly said loudly, "Heilong Island is from my Dadongling, what does it have to do with them Fusang people!"

"Did you come from Dadongling?" The shopkeeper looked at Cen Jiusheng, then looked at Ji Mo and said with a smile, "This is something that big people worry about. How can we ordinary people worry so much?"

Ji Mo said, "Then you have to find a way, right?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "The central government has negotiated with Fujian, Beizhili, Beiling, Guangdong and Guangxi provinces to send troops together, but I don't know how it ended up ruining."

Ji Mo said, "Thank you, the shopkeeper, otherwise I wouldn't know about such a big thing.

We also came from the countryside. We only think Anshan is a big city, but we didn’t expect that it was so big. Do you have any historical scenic spots to recommend?

Let's go and see it."

He only felt that the shopkeeper was erudite, so he unconsciously asked a few more questions.

The shopkeeper said, "Our Anshan City was originally called Anshan Township, which was a remote place. It was set up here during the reign of Emperor Wu, and then built a railway, which gradually became popular.

You have to talk about history. Go to the south twenty miles, there is the former site of Acheng. The ancient Jin Kingdom used it as a capital. In fact, it is not interesting. You might as well go to Songhua River to take a boat."

"Thank you." Ji Mo finally came back from the shock.

Anshan is the approximate location of Harbin.

The shopkeeper said, "What's the point of being polite?"

Ji Mo asked, "Do you have newspapers here?"

The shopkeeper said, "I don't have one here. Isn't there a newspaper boy outside? Please buy it with them."

"Thank you then." Ji Mo and the shopkeeper finished the calculations, but they did not counter the offer. They ordered a big sack, put all the books in, and carried them by Bao Qing.

After leaving the bookstore, Cen Jiusheng said he would take them on a trolleybus. Ji Mo was in a bad mood. After buying the newspaper from the newspaper boy, he couldn't wait to go back to his residence.

The door in the room was closed, tea was brewed, and looking at the window, studying the book "Deciphering of Emperor Wu's Suicide Letter" in front of him.

"Looking back to the past, the sky was vast and the wilderness was vast, and the four hooligans in the grass of Debang, left Zhao Xin and right barbarian king.

Brother has been traumatizing one after another with twenty years of speed, and is known as as stable as a dog!

However, I feel so happy for a while, but I feel so happy for a while, and the past is unbearable to look back on.

I don’t know what year the six-character divine outfit is today.

Jiji and Jiji, dog head hits a single machine.

I have never done anything big in my life, but I have carried out land reforms to ensure that everyone has land to grow, cut their braids, wear casual clothes, and then develop science to establish an elementary and junior high school education system. The textbooks are all written by me.

Then see who is unhappy and knock him on.

When we started a war with the Sochi people, we walked around Germany to see if we could invite some talents to come back. As a result, there was no sewer with a conscience, and it was all stinky ditches. Alas, I looked unlucky.

I told their emperor to let them pay attention to hygiene.

At the same time, I also reminded the Netherlands and Portugal that although our shipbuilding level still needs to be improved, it does not prevent me from directly cutting you from land, so that these girls can be honest.

In order to strengthen cooperation and deepen exchanges, all countries sent princesses to teach me how to learn foreign languages, and I also generously agreed that they would send international students to learn our advanced experience.

Now I am sick, I am very sick and cannot continue to learn foreign languages.

They suggested that I write a will, and I seemed to have written it as a suicide note, but it doesn't matter.

Which excavator technology is better?

I'll take the money I've hidden, so I'll use it to krypton gold."

When Ji Mo read back at the content of "The Suicide Letter of Emperor Wu", he still couldn't help laughing.

He hated and loved this time traveler senior.

"China Shandong is looking for Lan Xiang?

Lanxiang Technical School hid gold?"

Ji Mo lit a cigarette, took a sip of tea, and looked out the window and shook his head. How could he guess this?

He had no idea of ​​the specific location of Lanxiang Technical School!

Go and dig Jinan?

It's totally unrealistic!

After reading the main text of Emperor Wu’s suicide note, he read the author’s decrypted content for a while.

"As the emperor of the ages, there is no doubt that Emperor Wu's thoughts are huge and complex, which is not something that ordinary people can understand, with a lot of content and spirit..."

"Especially the suicide note of Emperor Wu is a contemporary mystery. The research of several generations has not yet been able to see a corner of it..."

"'Left Zhao Xin, Right Barbarian King', Zhao Xin was originally the little king of the Huns and the king of barbarians. Emperor Wu used intertextual techniques here, similar to buying horses in the east market and buying saddles in the west market..."

"The Emperor Wu is good at using nunchaku, so his hand speed is naturally fast..."

“…….”

Ji Mo laughed.

It's all far-fetched content, but it's just serious.

How could these old antiques understand the memes of modern people?

It has no reference significance for him, so I simply threw it aside and stopped reading it, but picked up "A Centennial China" and read it carefully.

Before I knew it, I read that the sun set.

All the doubts were finally revealed and suddenly became clear.

"Master, are you okay?" Ma San saw Ji Mo's door open, and rushed forward anxiously.

Ji Mo said, "What can I do?"

Baoqing said, "Master, after you entered the house, you kept laughing. We all heard it. Everyone doubts if you are hysterical."

Ji Mo said angrily, "Go to the side, I'm just reading a book, it's just a funny thing, it's nothing. Have you eaten?"

Zang Erdao, "We're waiting for you."

Ji Mo said, "If you don't eat here tonight, isn't it that there is a big restaurant next to you? Let's go there to eat, and you won't be drunk."

Everyone should be fine and surrounded Ji Mo to the restaurant.

"Master, what's the good thing about that book?" At the dinner table, Ma San poured a glass of wine for the drunk Ji Mo again.

"After we go back, we will give history classes to the children in the school." Ji Mo said with a smile, "How can a normal school not have history classes?"

Bao Qing smiled and said, "That's a good thing."

Ji Mo raised his glass again and said, "Don't talk nonsense, drink it, be happy if you don't drink it, you won't be allowed to go back to sleep."

Except for Zang Er, who has a lot of alcohol, everyone drank this meal.

Ji Mo got up in the middle of the night and vomited, opened the door, and kept shouting Ma San.

"Mayor, are you okay?" Bao Qing came over, found a towel for Ji Mo to wipe his face, and helped make a cup of tea.

"Where is Ma San?" Ji Mo's head was swollen and painful.

"After drinking, I followed the scholar out to do business. I haven't come back yet."

"Oh." Ji Mo sat in the yard and blew a moment of wind, drank a cup of tea, and then went back to the room to sleep.

Sleep until the sun is noon.

"I really can't drink too much in the future."

I regretted it after drinking it, Ji Mo is still drowsy now.
To be continued...