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

Chapter 358: Fengtian's choice? Bao Guowei has a special secret?

Did you finally ask?
Liao Yaquan has been hinting at things recently, but Bao Guowei has done a good job of keeping it secret, so there is basically no chance for her to notice anything.

However, apart from his identity as a time traveler, Bao Guowei did not seem to have any special secrets that Liao Yaquan could explore.

On the contrary, it was Liao Yaquan himself who started to have all kinds of outrageous fantasies in his head because of Bao Guowei's recent achievements that were not in line with common sense.

E.g.

Bao Guowei was actually a young genius cultivated by the national government. Unknown to the public, he had studied abroad and learned all kinds of wonderful techniques and writing skills from the United States and other countries.

Or is Bao Guowei a part of a well-known plan of the Chinese left, carrying out a mission that will have a huge impact on the empire?
What scares Liao Yaquan the most is Bao Guowei’s “close” relationship with Americans. Is Bao Guowei a member of an American organization?
She used her rich imagination to make Bao Guowei in her mind become more evil and terrifying.

After the two Americans visited, this kind of imagination reached its extreme.

At first, I couldn't understand their conversation, but then I got the news indirectly that the Americans wanted to recruit Bao Guowei.

Finally, when bidding farewell to Nelson and the other man, Liao Yaquan thought that Bao Guowei's rude attitude would cause a disaster and he would lose the support of the Americans.

But I didn't expect that the distinguished American minister would turn around and ask me to convey his apologies to Bao Guowei.

What is this?

Who exactly is Bao Guowei?

Why is it possible to do this?
Liao Yaquan could no longer bear it, and seeing the reactions of Zhang Taiyan and the others, he could no longer bear it and asked them directly.

When she asked this question, she felt a little regretful.

Honestly speaking, being too impulsive can easily lead to people discovering the truth.

But Liao Yaquan's acting skills were excellent. She then pretended to be an innocent schoolgirl with an expression of admiration on her face.

It seemed that he deliberately approached Bao Guowei just because he admired him.

Bao Guowei paused for a moment and looked up at the other person.

Liao Yaquan felt a little embarrassed when being looked at, and lowered his head shyly and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Bingwen, do I have any questions?"

"No, I think your question is a good one." Bao Guowei shook his head and said in a mysterious way.

“Honestly speaking, I am indeed successful in a secular sense now, but sometimes when I think back, I don’t know how I was able to achieve all these achievements.

But sometimes when I think about it carefully, I have some insights. "

"What?" Liao Yaquan's big eyes flickered, and he was looking forward to Bao Guowei's answer, hoping to get some secrets from it.

Bao Guowei had already made plans and would reveal some "secrets" from time to time, making Liao Yaquan feel that it was still worthwhile to continue snooping.

Otherwise, the Japanese would see that he was on guard and would inevitably send some more powerful spies over.

By then, there will be some trouble.

It would be best if we could mislead these Japanese.
Bao Guowei realized that this was a great opportunity. Being able to send Nanzō Yunko showed that the Japanese still thought highly of him.

If I could provide some false information and make the Japanese make wrong decisions, this would be a great opportunity.

But even so, Bao Guowei didn't intend to say it too obviously, so he spoke vaguely.

“To do these things, you have to get to the heart of things and work towards them consistently.”

"That's all?" Liao Yaquan frowned tightly, feeling that the other party seemed to be perfunctory.

Seeing that the other party seemed dissatisfied, Bao Guowei continued to add.

"Of course, relying on one's own strength is far from enough. We also need the help of many powerful friends, especially an organization."

His words stopped here, as if he was hiding a secret and was unwilling to continue.

Liao Yaquan was itching to know more about the situation because of Bao Guowei, but she still had some spy qualities, so she suppressed her emotions and asked carefully.

She leaned down, revealing a white area under her collar, as if trying to confuse Bao Guowei.

"What organization?"

But as expected, Bao Guowei was like a scumbag who was taking advantage of others for free. After taking a few glances, he was not moved at all.

Instead, a vigilant expression immediately appeared on his face, and he spoke in a serious tone.

"You don't need to ask any more questions. Go and help me put the stinky tofu away."

Liao Yaquan felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten rice cake, but he still had to keep smiling.

I don’t know how many times I cursed Bao Guowei in my heart, but I could only put away the stinky tofu and walked out the door unwillingly.

But while walking, Liao Yaquan was still observing Bao Guowei's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, after he left, Bao Guowei seemed relieved and quietly put a covered file on the table into the cabinet.

From the very beginning, Liao Yaquan realized something was wrong.

As a "professionally" trained spy, the ability to read people's expressions is naturally essential.

During the conversation just now, Bao Guowei's eyes glanced over there vaguely, as if it was a very important document.

Especially when the word "organization" was mentioned, Bao Guowei glanced at the document three times in a row.

The other party hid very well, but Liao Yaquan felt that he was more skilled.

She silently noted the location and closed the door naturally.

In early November 1930.

This is a month full of disputes, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that the war that has been raging in the Central Plains is about to end.

From various small actions in the north, it can be seen that the Fengtian clique has gradually begun to lean towards Chiang Kai-shek.

On September 9, the Abnormal Alliance held an important meeting in Peiping and decided to set up a new camp in Peiping. Yan Xishan, Feng Yuxiang, Li Zongren and other warlord leaders gathered here and were jointly elected as members.

It does look lively and as if the whole country has been unified, but in fact it is just to gather strength to better deal with Chiang Kai-shek.

What’s very funny is that in order to win over Zhang Xueliang, the Peking National Government also added his name to the list of members.

Zhang Xueliang, who was far away in the Northeast, had no idea about this. After he found out, he had already been assigned a position as a member of the National Government in Peking.

Even if Zhang Xueliang did not agree, the Peking National Government still wanted to seek his support.

Everyone knows that with the support of the Fengtian clique, they can truly control the entire country.

Unfortunately, the Peking National Government could not meet Zhang Xueliang's requirements, and the chips it provided were far less than those of Zhang Xueliang.

Chiang Kai-shek even had the support of the United States, so the failure of the Central Plains War was a foregone conclusion.

Whether in Tianjin or Shanghai, research on both sides has been put on track, and the base in northern Fujian is also being secretly planned.

That's why Bao Guowei had the energy to start writing with full concentration.

Compared to this complicated era, the days of writing are happy.

At least in writing, it will appear more pure and you can forget your troubles temporarily.

Of course, life in Suzhou is more interesting than in Shanghai.

Hiding in the yard, teasing his fiancée Zhang Nianyue from time to time, and watching the frustrated Zhang Nianyue waving her weak little fists was also a pleasure.

Of course, Liao Yaquan’s various temptations are also indispensable.

These days, Liao Yaquan has been seizing every opportunity, always thinking about making something happen between him and Bao Guowei.

This made Bao Guowei feel that he, who used to move among the flowers without being stained by a speck of dust, had become someone else's prey for the first time.

But the experience of this process is still good.

It was really pleasing to see Liao Yaquan trying hard to seduce and getting frustrated because of failure. It added some color to Bao Guowei's boring life.

However, when dealing with Liao Yaquan, Bao Guowei has to pay more attention to pulling.

He was well aware of the tactics used by some green tea girls in his previous life, and he kept teasing Liao Yaquan with ambiguous words, making her like a headless fly, thinking that as long as she worked harder, she would be able to get the answer she had always wanted.

As time went on, the harder Liao Yaquan tried, the more he didn't want to give up. He thought that if he tried harder, he could get something out of Bao Guowei.

It can be said that these days, Liao Yaquan was just short of secretly climbing into Bao Guowei's bed at night.

If Bao Guowei had not locked the door at night, Liao Yaquan would have been able to do it.

Bao Guowei saw all of Liao Yaquan's little actions, and after a while he became disenchanted with this female spy.

After all, she is still a seventeen-year-old girl. Even if she has received training, she still lacks sophistication and experience in dealing with people and things.

In Jinling, she might be able to rely on her beauty to make those "lechers" in the government lose their minds.

But for Bao Guowei, beauty is of some use, but not much.

Naturally, she was timid.

To Bao Guowei's surprise, Liao Yaquan was actually patient enough to take out the document he had hidden in the compartment of the study cabinet and had not yet taken it out to have a look.

Bao Guowei had left some tricks, and as long as Liao Yaquan secretly looked at them, he would definitely be able to discover them.

That night.

Bao Guowei has finished writing a very important chapter of "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword", the theme of which is the "moral dilemma" of the Japanese.

He specifically mentioned in the book that the Japanese inherited the values ​​of military officers from the Sui and Tang dynasties in China, and formed a unique samurai sword spirit of their own.

For example, they regard gratitude and loyalty as the most important things, but at the same time they also advocate behaviors such as subjugation of superiors.

This extreme moral value has created an extremely distorted code of conduct for the Japanese.

Bao Guowei hopes that after reading this chapter, the Chinese people will have a new understanding of the Japanese.

Perhaps it will be a lot easier to deal with the Japanese in the future.

After writing this chapter, the book "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword" is about to come to an end.

While Bao Guowei was writing, he also sent the manuscript to Mr. Lin Yutang, who translated it into various languages ​​at the same time.

Contact booksellers in Europe and the United States, Bao Guowei will sell this book simultaneously around the world!

After finishing the outline of the next volume, seeing that it was getting late, Bao Guowei packed up his things and prepared to go to rest.

Before leaving the study, he pulled out the drawer next to the desk, reached inside, pinched open a wooden board with his fingers, and pulled out a piece of parchment that had been prepared to be aged.

After taking a look, a smile appeared on his face.

After Bao Guowei left, the study returned to its tranquility. The summer cicadas outside the window chirped and the leaves in the garden rustled.

Until late at night, the only lights in Zhang's mansion were the two large lanterns hanging high at the door.

"Squeak~"

Inside the room, a maid turned over and muttered something like "Master" or "Sir", as if she had seen her beloved in a dream.

With a "whoosh", Liao Yaquan suddenly sat up from the guest room. Even though it was already past midnight, she was still full of energy.

Liao Yaquan gritted his teeth and seemed to be in a dilemma.

But not long after, she quietly packed up, closed the door, and walked towards the study.

It was late at night in September and the yard was still a little chilly. Liao Yaquan, wearing thin pajamas, moved back and forth in the corridor like a ghost.

Even the sound of a mouse hitting the wooden boards could not escape her ears.

After a while, Liao Yaquan arrived at the door of the study.

After looking around in the corner, she came to the back of the study, inserted the dagger into the gap of the wooden window, and gently poked it upwards.

With a "clang" sound, the bolt was immediately opened.

This movement is very skillful, obviously the result of thousands of times of training.

Then, Liao Yaquan sneaked into the house through the open window like a ghost.

She has excellent night vision and usually takes some medicines specially prepared by her superiors to prevent night blindness.

With the help of moonlight, it is not difficult to find things in the house.

She came to the desk where Bao Guowei had been working, on which was placed a typewriter with a peculiar structure.

She had never seen this kind of typewriter outside.

It is said to be the latest research of a Mr. Lin.

Without caring about so much, Liao Yaquan carefully opened the drawer and felt a puff of dust coming out.

Isn't this drawer often opened? Why is there dust?

But after looking for a long time, Liao Yaquan couldn't figure out anything. Then he thought it should be just sawdust.

When it comes to collecting intelligence, Liao Yaquan can be considered a professional. It only took him a few minutes to find the compartment inside the drawer.

Liao Yaquan thought that this place was relatively hidden, but it was a bit too simple for a spy.

Bao Guowei probably doesn't have much experience in hiding things, otherwise he wouldn't have done this.

Thinking of this, she took out a piece of parchment.

She was stunned when she touched the parchment. She thought it was a letter or something like that. In order not to damage the parchment, she became more careful.

Even when he took a look at this somewhat ancient parchment under the moonlight, Liao Yaquan still frowned.

What is this?

No matter how hard Liao Yaquan tried, he would never have expected that Bao Guowei would be hiding this thing.

Looking closely, the patterns on the parchment are extremely simple and quaint, exuding a mysterious aura.

It was completely blank, with nothing written on it.

Finally, Liao Yaquan noticed the useful information.

There was a strange symbol in the corner of the parchment.

It was a special "Y"-shaped logo, followed by a string of English characters written in a flamboyant style.

After seeing the English word above, Liao Yaquan frowned tightly.

“Free and Accepted Masons”

Liao Yaquan's English is limited, and for a moment, he didn't know what it meant.

But she always felt that there was something different hidden inside.

I can only write it down quietly and wait for the opportunity to contact the contact person.

After a few days, it was September 18th.

Early that morning, Cao Yanhai rushed into the yard from outside the door.

He shouted excitedly, completely ignoring those who were resting.

"It's over! It's over! An urgent message came from the north!"

(End of this chapter)