Feng Yong was flipping through the Chinese textbook he had just compiled for the first grade of primary school. Zhou Hexuan complained: "Speaking of Mr. Feng Wu, you are also the air force commander of the Northeast Army after all. There is a war at the south entrance now. Why do you have time to come to me every day?"
Run here?"
"The Air Force is a treasure," Feng Yong said with a self-deprecating smile. "Now the planes are all in the Northeast and have not come over at all. I, the Air Force Commander, am just a decoration."
Zhou Hexuan thought about September 18th, and secretly cursed: The air force is very precious, and it is all left to the Japanese.
Feng Yong closed the manuscript and said: "Your textbook is pretty good, it's like that. By the way, our Hope Primary School really doesn't teach music or anything like that?"
"What do children do to learn music?" Zhou Hexuan is very pragmatic, even in education. He said, "It is enough to have Chinese language and mathematics. Chinese language trains students' reading, writing and understanding skills, and mathematics trains students' logical thinking.
We can add an ideological and moral class to the third grade, conduct patriotic education from an early age, and weave all national heroes from ancient and modern times into stories, both at home and abroad, to avoid cultivating a group of traitors in the future."
Feng Yong frowned and said: "I see that in the Japanese chapter of "The Rise of Great Powers" you wrote, it seems that Japan will invade China?"
Zhou Hexuan smiled and asked: "You were born and grew up in the Northeast, don't you realize it at all?"
"Japan... shouldn't be that bold." Feng Yong still took a chance, but even he didn't believe what he said.
The Japanese have carried out various secret operations in the Northeast over the years, and the maps they produced are more precise than the military maps of the Northeast Army. What is this going on? The flea on the bald man's head is obvious!
Zhou Hexuan said: "Japan is now divided into two factions. Politicians want to slowly encroach on the Northeast, and soldiers are clamoring to send troops to occupy it. It depends on which faction can gain power in the end."
"I know this." Feng Yong nodded and said. The Japanese in the Northeast are also divided into two groups. One group is radical and plotted to assassinate Zhang Zuolin ten years ago. Fortunately, it failed; the other is moderate, such as Takeo Kikuchi who served as an adviser to Zhang Zuolin.
He is a moderate and has given Zhang Zuolin many ideas over the years.
Of course, because Zhang Zuolin was too cunning, the Japanese could never take advantage of him. Takeo Kikuchi has also been unable to hold back in recent years and began to advocate the use of force to conquer China. Two years ago, he also served as the head of the Fengtian secret service.
It's so funny to say that Zhang Zuolin's special adviser is the head of Japan's secret service. All the details of the Northeast Army have been figured out by the Japanese. They probably know the Northeast Army better than General Fengjun himself.
clear.
"I hope there will be peace in the country soon. Fengjun alone cannot defeat the Japanese." Feng Yong sighed.
Although Japan's Kwantung Army is small in size, it will inevitably increase its troops if a real war begins. However, the Fengjun faction has serious internal conflicts and cannot go all out. If nothing else, let's talk about Chu Yupu and Zhang Zongchang. Once a war breaks out with Japan, these two people will
The two guys must only care about their own lives, and they are lucky not to stab them in the back.
Zhang Zongchang and Marshal Zhang are really capable of bending and stretching. If you don’t believe me, just read the following conversation——
Zhang Zongchang: "Damn it, this is some kind of grandson's plan to make us like this."
Guo Songling: "Who are you scolding?"
Zhang Zongchang: "Haha, this is my spoken language. I am not scolding anyone."
Guo Songling: "I X your mother! This is also my spoken language."
Zhang Zongchang: "Uncle Guo, you are my biological father. What else can you say? Dad!"
If Zhang Zongchang can call Guo Songling his father, he can also call the Japanese father. Once China and Japan go to war, I don’t know how many people will be willing to do so, let alone how many people will become traitors.
There was nothing we could do about it. The disparity in strength was there. Even if Zhang Zuolin was alive, it would be a long shot to fight this battle. Fengjun could not fight against Japan alone, and the National Government at the time was unprepared and could not help at all.
The two chatted for a while about Sino-Japanese relations, but both were not interested.
"Bang bang bang!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Zhou Hexuan responded.
A young man pushed open the door and introduced himself: "Hello, Mr. Zhou, I am Li Xiaofeng of Beixin Bookstore."
"It turns out to be Mr. Li, please take a seat." Zhou Hexuan greeted him with a smile.
Li Xiaofeng sat down and exchanged a few words, then quickly explained the purpose of his visit: "Mr. Zhou's "The Rise of Great Powers" has been serialized. I wonder if I can find a bookstore to collect and publish it?"
"Not yet." Zhou Hexuan smiled.
Li Xiaofeng immediately began to sell himself and boast: "Our Beixin Bookstore has a great influence, including Mr. Liu Bannong's "The Swaggering Whip Collection" and "Wacauldron Collection", Ms. Bing Xin's "Spring Water", Mr. Xu Qinwen's "Hometown", including all the works of Mr. Lu Xun
, we are all publishing it. If "The Rise of Great Powers" is taught how to operate the Beijing News Book Company, it will definitely be sold all over the country in a short period of time."
"Haha." Zhou Hexuan smiled, noncommittal.
He knew Li Xiaofeng and was familiar with Beixin Bookstore.
Li Xiaofeng graduated from Peking University just a few years ago and was a student of Lu Xun. Beixin Bookstore was originally the abbreviation of Peking University New Wave Society.
Beixin Bookstore has had many disasters in its history. This year, Zhang Zuolin came to Beijing. Beixin Bookstore was shut down for publishing the magazine "Yu Si" and had to move to Shanghai to reopen; in 1931, it was also involved in the sale of publications from underground bookstores of the Communist Party.
It was blocked by the Kuomintang; in 1933, it was blocked again because its publications involved religious and ethnic issues.
The reason why Zhou Hexuan was so clear was mainly due to Lu Xun. Mr. Lu Xun only fought two lawsuits in his life, one of which was against Bo Xun, his student Li Xiaofeng. The reason was that Beijing New Book Company defaulted on a large amount of royalties and manipulated the print runs for profit.
Li Xiaofeng was a progressive youth at first, but later he gradually transformed into a capitalist. Of course, he is also a capitalist with advanced ideas, otherwise he would not help our party sell underground publications.
Seeing that Zhou Hexuan did not express his position, Li Xiaofeng continued: "Our Beijing News Publishing House specializes in publishing and distributing progressive publications. Mr. Zhou's "The Rise of Great Powers" is of great benefit to the country and the nation. We will do our best to promote it so that more Chinese people can read it.
!As for the royalty, it can be calculated as 25%, what do you do?"
"I'll think about it again." Zhou Hexuan said perfunctorily. He didn't want to have to litigate over royalties in the future.
Li Xiaofeng still wanted to persuade him, but suddenly there was another knock on the door.
"Please come in." Zhou Hexuan said.
After the door opened, a middle-aged man wearing glasses came in. He introduced himself with a smile: "Hello Mr. Zhou, I am Qin Yumin from the Commercial Press."
Okay, here comes another one, and they are both from Shanghai.
It seems that "The Rise of Great Powers" is really attracting attention, and two people from the publishing industry in Shanghai came to visit it in a row.
Li Xiaofeng looked a little ugly. Although Beijing New Bookstore has grown rapidly, it cannot compare with the Commercial Press.
