Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 357 Those who lose their country will eventually be annihilated!
reject?

Nelson couldn't believe his ears. He never thought he would be rejected.

Shouldn't America be a sacred and beautiful country to people all over the world?
Here, there are wars, famines, warlords, and inaction in power.

In any case, Bao Guowei should choose America, because that is where a talented scholar like him should go.

Today, European countries are also in turmoil and it is a powder keg. It can be said that the best destination for a talented scholar in the world is America.

Nelson didn't understand and didn't believe it.

He knew that if he gave this sincerity to most Chinese scholars.

What you get is definitely not rejection, but gratitude.

"Sir." Nelson forced a smile on his face and asked again awkwardly, "Did I hear wrongly?"

Bao Guowei shook his head and said firmly.

“No, Mr. Nelson, I am not mistaken and I am not joking.

As long as I live, I will not leave my country, nor will I join another country. This is an answer that will never change."

"This"

Nelson and Darlington looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The direction of events was completely beyond their expectations.

It can be said that the two of them basically had no intention of doing anything that would be rejected by Bao Guowei.

They naturally knew that Bao Guowei was a man with a strong sense of family and country, but shouldn't this kind of patriotism be resolved by simply making donations?

Darlington spoke, with a very regretful expression on his face, and tried to persuade.

"Mr. Bao, I understand your loyalty to your country, but this is not a country worthy of your service."

Darlington spread his hands and continued, "Since I came to China, I have seen too many corrupt and dirty people in power. They don't think ordinary people are human beings at all. They only care about their own interests!"

Darlington spoke very excitedly, and even seemed a little indignant for Bao Guowei.

“You may not know that I alone have received a lot of messages trying to persecute Mr. Bao.

Even if you have achieved this, there are still many people who are jealous of your achievements and think that you are a stumbling block on their road.

Is such a society worth your contribution? "

Bao Guowei narrowed his eyes and looked at Darlington. This American commander was a bit stubborn and his knowledge level was only half-baked.

But when it comes to words, they are extremely provocative.

In fact, every sentence is spoken from Bao Guowei's standpoint.

If it were someone else, they might really be infected, but Bao Guowei just wanted to sneer.

He said mercilessly and with a hint of sarcasm: "Mr. Darlington, don't the things you said exist in America?
President Lincoln was assassinated by his opponents. Wasn’t that a form of persecution?
Do you regard Indians as human beings when you massacre them?

Your country's "Chinese Exclusion Act" is still in effect today, right? Gentlemen, can't you see how many Chinese workers have been treated unfairly? "

Bao Guowei's sharp question stunned Darlington, and he stammered for a long time.

"This is not right, Mr. Bao, you are different from them, they...they..."

"They are even more lowly?" Bao Guowei looked at the other party sharply and added the English word that Darlington dared not say.

He shook his head and said.

"I am Chinese like them, with black hair and black eyes. May I ask why you two gentlemen chose to recruit me, Bao Guowei, instead of accepting those Chinese workers?"

In the room, Darlington and Nelson sat in silence. The answer was simple, but they couldn't say it.

Bao Guowei sneered.

“My country is suffering and in darkness, but that is not a reason for me to flee.

Just like the Civil War in the United States, problems cannot be solved without struggle.

What I should do is not to escape, but to do my best to help my compatriots, to fight and to change.

We believe that there will be a better tomorrow in the future.”

Bao Guowei's resounding answer echoed in the hall and sounded like a very infectious speech.

Nelson took a deep breath and said with admiration.

"Sir, you are a great man."

Bao Guowei shook his head and said, "I am not a great person. There are many people in this country who share the same ideas as me. I have always maintained an optimistic attitude towards the future of China."

Darlington was silenced, but Nelson did not give up.

In fact, after hearing what Bao Guowei said, he felt that he should recruit this young man.

He adjusted his emotions and spoke in the gentlest tone possible.

"Mr. Bao, you just mentioned the word 'struggle', which shocked me.

But have you ever thought that your power is limited and your struggle alone cannot solve the problem?

Haven't you discovered yet?
I have learned about your experience. From Hangzhou to Shanghai, your road to fame was not smooth. Countless people tried to trip you up, including some Chinese people.

To be fair, we Americans may be able to help you even more.”

Hearing this, Bao Guowei was stunned for a moment.

He really had no way to refute this.

In this era, sometimes, these foreigners even look more like human beings, at least they are willing to pretend on the surface.

But some warlords and dignitaries are unwilling to even pretend.

Seeing that Bao Guowei seemed moved, Nelson, who was familiar with the opponent, continued to pursue the victory and said.

"Mr. Bao Guowei, do you still want to fight? Fighting cannot solve everything, impulse cannot solve everything, and you are already covered with scars.

And our great United States of America will welcome you with all sincerity and a warm and comfortable embrace.

Isn't it better than this dirty, twisted, persecuted country?"

He said with a smile on his face.

“Perhaps, if you go to America, you can use the resources in America to better help your country?”

He thought that this speech was perfect.

But he still got a question from Bao Guowei.

“If a person sees his country about to fall apart, sees his compatriots suffering from oppression and poverty, hovering on the brink of life and death, and still turns a blind eye and only cares about his own enjoyment.

Can he still be called a human being?"

Bao Guowei thought of a scholar.

When the country was in the midst of war, as the Chinese Minister to the United States, he was not thinking about helping the country with loans, buying weapons, propaganda, and fundraising.

Instead, he does nothing but talk and concentrates on giving speeches across the United States like an entertainment star.

In just four years, he gave 300 speeches in America.

At that time, the country was in the midst of a war involving Japanese invasion.

This person is Hu Shizhi.

Even Lao Chang commented on him: "Hu Shi is a typical example of today's literati and celebrities. As a result of his anxiety about gains and losses, he did not hesitate to borrow foreign forces to consolidate his position, even at the cost of damaging the country's prestige."

When he was angry, he even said he was.

"The most characterless cultural comprador, a thief who harms national culture!" The weakness of some cultural figures at that time can be seen from this person.

Bao Guowei naturally couldn't do that and be as "shameless" as these people.

Nelson leaned back. He was a little surprised by Bao Guowei's words, but he still retorted.

"There is an old Chinese saying, 'Be prudent and protect yourself'. Don't you understand that, sir? Your destiny is to abandon darkness and join the light."

"That's enough!" Bao Guowei stood up, not wanting to talk anymore. He turned around and said something. "People who have lost their homes will be displaced, souls who have lost their homes will become wandering ghosts, and people who have lost their patriotism will eventually disappear in the long river of history."

"I, Bao Guowei, will never abandon my country even if I die!"

For a moment, there were only two shocked foreigners in the hall.

Darlington suddenly said, "Mr. Nelson, you may be wrong. Mr. Bao is famous for his eloquence. You are really overestimating yourself if you want to surpass him in this respect."

Nelson was so angry!

But when things came to this point, Nelson had nothing to say. He could only give up and leave in a hurry.

When he left, he did not forget to tell Liao Yaquan who had sent them out.

"Please help me apologize to Mr. Bao. I was really offended today."

This sentence made Liao Yaquan even more shocked.

On the way back, Darlington turned to Nelson and said, "Sir, what should we do next?"

Nelson said unhappily, "What else can you do? Think about how to report to the President!"

"It's no big deal." Darlington shrugged and said nonchalantly. "Mr. Hoover is in trouble. If he doesn't deal with the economy, he probably won't be able to run for another term."

The President of the United States can generally be re-elected for two terms, and not being re-elected can be considered a great shame.

Nelson slapped his head, shook his head helplessly, and decided not to talk to this person anymore.

However, Bao Guowei's words today left a deep impression on him, and they even lingered in his mind for a long time and could not be forgotten.

Those powerful words kept echoing in my head.

I couldn't help but sigh.

“How come he’s not American?”

Liao Yaquan didn't understand.

After knowing the truth, she didn't understand why Bao Guowei gave up such a good opportunity.

Do Chinese people have spiritual beliefs?
They don’t even have an emperor anymore, who can they be loyal to?
Chiang Kai-shek in Nanjing did not seem to be the leader that everyone was loyal to.

What made Bao Guowei so determined to reject the Americans?

Even though he had studied Chinese culture since childhood, Liao Yaquan still couldn't understand it.

In particular, she thought that when the two Americans left, they were not angry, but instead asked her to convey a message to apologize.

This was something Liao Yaquan could not understand at all.

Hey, hey, hey, this is not the attitude you use when talking to the Japanese!
At this moment, Liao Yaquan may have understood a little bit what Bao Guowei said.

Strength means everything.

As long as you have the strength, even the arrogant Americans will treat you as a guest of honor and be respectful to you.

Life in the Zhang Mansion is quite comfortable.

At least that's what Liao Yaquan thought. There was no need to indulge in the power and debauchery of Jinling. The mansion was full of scholarly atmosphere. Even the servants read some books and were polite to others.

Liao Yaquan even made some friends. Zhang Nianyue seemed a little jealous of her overt and covert seduction of Bao Guowei.

But she is still a kind person and has nothing to complain about herself.

Liao Yaquan was somewhat fortunate that he was not a spy specializing in assassination. His main job was to hide his identity and obtain intelligence.

This was also the main reason why she came into contact with Bao Guowei.

The happiest thing for her was that she didn't have to kill anyone.

Liao Yaquan could feel that the atmosphere in the mansion seemed to have become more lively since the two Americans left.

Everyone was happy for some reason.

Zhang Nianyue would often run up to Bao Guowei, deliberately find fault with him, and then lecture him on what to say.

You are not allowed to look for blonde concubines in the future. If you must look for a concubine, she must be Chinese.

She, Zhang Nianyue, also wants to be the boss, and everyone has to listen to her.

He also said that if Bao Guowei followed the Americans, he would break his legs and so on.

It's ridiculous.

Of course, what surprised Liao Yaquan the most was Zhang Taiyan. After spending some time together, she had already figured out the temperament of this eccentric scholar.

Even at this age, he is still competitive.

I especially like to eat smelly food.

I only love stinky tofu.

That day, Liao Yaquan followed the other party's instructions and helped buy a large basket of stinky tofu.

Coupled with special sauces and chili peppers, the whole house stinks and the black stinky tofu is like poison.

Liao Yaquan couldn't wait to leave the room, but was stopped by Zhang Taiyan.

"Yaquan, help me give the remaining stinky tofu to that stinky boy Bao Bingwen."

Zhang Taiyan picked at the stinky tofu with some heartache, separated the large portion, put it in a basket, wrapped it in oil paper, put in the sauce, and handed it to Liao Yaquan.

"Give it to Mr. Bingwen?" Liao Yaquan asked in surprise.

"Yes." Zhang Taiyan said with a rare happy smile on his stern face. "This kid is great. I must reward him. Giving him my favorite food is enough to show my sincerity, right?"

After saying this, he burst into hearty laughter.

Liao Yaquan brought stinky tofu to the study and placed it on the table.

Bao Guowei, who was originally writing at his desk, raised his head and looked at the other party with some confusion.

Liao Yaquan said with a strange expression: "Mr. Zhang asked me to give it to you. He said this is his favorite food in his life. I reluctantly gave it to you as a reward. He said you are great."

After just a few seconds, Bao Guowei smelled a strong stench in the air.

The stinky tofu of this era is not like that of later generations, which basically uses industrial additives to create a stinky smell.

This stinky tofu is purely fermented, and the smell can spread across the street.

Bao Guowei endured the discomfort, opened the basket, and found that there was still half a basket full. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

But this seems like something Zhang Taiyan would do.

After thinking about it, Bao Guowei figured it out. He must be happy because he rejected the Americans.

He shook his head and said, "Please wrap it up for me and put it in the cabinet. I can't read or write if I leave it here."

But Liao Yaquan just stood there without moving.

"What's going on?" Bao Guowei asked curiously.

Liao Yaquan finally couldn't help it. She couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked stutteringly.

"Mr. Bingbingwen, how are you so powerful?"

(End of this chapter)