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

Chapter 446: British Emperor? Bao Guowei will never give up his motherland!

Compared with Americans, the British are less aggressive in recruiting talent, which is also related to Britain's gradually declining national strength.

If the former is a hungry wolf with green eyes, he uses all kinds of sugar-coated bullets or some dishonorable means to get people all over the world and gain the title of "Bo Le".

The latter seems very Buddhist.

The British also established a series of systems to attract talent, such as the establishment of the Department of Scientific and Industrial Research to provide financial support for specific research associations. The Royal Society can even provide all necessary research facilities and equipment for recruited scientists.

Famous scientists who have studied in the UK include but are not limited to Ernest Rutherford, Niels Bohr, etc.

But compared to the wealth of Americans, the British are still much weaker, otherwise so many talents would not have been poached.

To be honest, even if the British offered higher treatment than the Americans, Bao Guowei would still remain indifferent. This is not a question of treatment.

It’s a question of integrity.

Bao Guowei is not Hu Shizhi!

George V had long known Bao Guowei's idea of ​​staying in Britain, but he seemed unwilling to give up and continued with a smile.

"Mr. Bao, I think staying in the UK is not a bad choice. Compared with your home country, the UK has too many resources to offer.

As long as you are willing to join the Royal Society and become a citizen of the United Kingdom, all British research resources will be tilted towards you. "

Looking at Bao Guowei's calm expression, George V keenly felt that the other party's pain point was not here.

The same is true.

Research resources?

Do I, Bao Guowei, need research resources to do my research?

From the beginning to now, which one of Bao Guowei's research was not thought up out of thin air by his own brain?
George V continued, "Mr. Bao, you should be able to feel some of the unpleasant experiences and treatments you have received in Europe. If you join the United Kingdom, these problems will be solved."

George V was obviously not an emperor hiding in the deep palace. He had a full understanding of the situation outside.

He must have heard about what Bao Guowei had experienced outside.

"What does your majesty mean?"

The question was asked in this way, and Bao Guowei obviously already had the answer in his mind.

"Even though the UK is suffering from an economic crisis, if you compare it to other countries, London is definitely a safe and decent place for an excellent scholar to conduct academic research." George V squinted his eyes and hinted. "After joining the UK, we will protect you from life-threatening situations. This is a fair place, and a talented scholar will be respected the most."

This is a place full of partisanship.
Bao Guowei complained in his heart.

Considering the current situation in Britain, George V was quite thick-skinned to say these words.

George V must have said the same words countless times.

But from another perspective, what George V said was not without some truth. London at that time was indeed much safer than the Republic of China under Chiang Kai-shek.
"Join the British Empire and we will protect your family as well. Mr. Bao, you can bring your family with you."

George V spoke very sincerely, and if it had been someone else, the result might have been successful. Unfortunately, these were not within Bao Guowei's consideration.

He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I am very grateful for your favor to me. It is a pity that I cannot leave my homeland."

"But your country is now." George V seemed to be hesitant to speak, and then he finally thought of a suitable adjective. "I am afraid that Huaxia can't protect you now. I know your situation in Huaxia, and you may even be assassinated, which will never happen in the UK."

Never Happens
Bao Guowei's mouth twitched. He resisted the urge to tell the king about Mosley's matter, and then said with a smile.

“That’s not a reason.”

"I don't understand." George V frowned tightly.

As a Western monarch, he couldn't understand why Bao Guowei would reject him.

China?

At this point in time, the land led by a certain bald man is just a country where warlords are divided and each has its own army and governs itself.

George V had done in-depth research and found that although this country nominally adopted a bourgeois democratic republican system, it was actually just a semi-colonial and semi-feudal country.

The feudal economy occupied a dominant position, social classes were differentiated, and various sharp social contradictions existed.

Even in the eyes of George V, this was already a hopeless country.

Even though the situation has been relatively stable in recent years, other countries have been affected by the economic crisis and have no time to worry about it, allowing this country to develop a little.

But it still has various unequal treaties.

In a sense, this country cannot even take charge of some of its own internal affairs!
"Is such a country really worth Mr. Bao's concern?"

George V did not understand at all.

But at this moment, Bao Guowei frowned and said very seriously.

"Your Majesty, I am very grateful for your appreciation, but the motherland is the motherland. We Chinese are different from you Westerners. You may be able to give up your country, but for us, giving up our country is undoubtedly abandoning the blood and heritage passed down from generation to generation.

In the Western context, this is tantamount to selling one's soul!"

For a moment, George V was a little shocked. He leaned back slightly, stared at Bao Guowei, pursed his lips and said nothing.

But Bao Guowei had already stood up and spoke passionately.

“That is the land that gave birth to me, where my relatives and friends are, and where the mountains and rivers I am familiar with are. These are the things that I cannot lose in my life!
Although the UK has advanced scientific research equipment, rich academic resources and generous treatment, I am not short of money. To be honest with you, Your Majesty, I can make a lot of money. My income from royalties even exceeds the annual income of some factories!"

Bao Guowei stared at George V closely, which made George V a little scared. He felt that the other's eyes were like those of a ferocious lion, as if he would tear him to pieces at any time.

"His Majesty!"

George V felt as if the other party's voice exploded in his mind.

"But what's the use? My skin color can't change, my blood can't change, and the color of my pupils can't change.

I know one thing very well: a person's glory means nothing. Even if I bleach my skin and dye my hair blonde, it cannot change the fact that I am a Chinese in my bones!
No matter how much Bao Guowei has achieved in the world, his compatriots are still enjoying glory in their homeland. This is not a glorious thing, but rather an irony!
As long as the Chinese people cannot stand up, Bao Guowei cannot stand up either. This is why I must go back!
Your Majesty! Do you understand? "

Bang!

George V leaned back and accidentally kicked a chair with his foot, making a loud noise.

For a moment, he seemed to see a lion roaring in Bao Guowei. It was a lion that had been sleeping for many years, or a giant dragon with the blood of countless people flowing in it.

George V never imagined that language could have such powerful power.

He gradually began to understand why, at that salon, the other side was able to silence the fanatical and eloquent fascist forces and make them admit defeat!
"What are you doing!"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

"Back off!"

The guards outside heard the noise and immediately pushed the door open and filed in.

They were extremely panicked. After so many years of constitutional monarchy, these royal guards had almost completely become a ceremonial guard, and it could be said that they were just a bunch of decorations. Assassinating the king was something that had not happened for hundreds of years.

Seeing the "aggressive" Bao Guowei and the pale-faced King in the conference room, the guards were frightened but they had no choice but to go ahead.

The rifles in their hands gave them courage, and they pointed the barrels at Bao Guowei in a mess.

But the scene was still chaotic. The guards who squeezed in trampled on each other and even screamed.

"All right."

George V finally came back to his senses from his confusion. Looking at the guards who had lost their order, his anger towards Bao Guowei's rudeness suddenly disappeared.

Shame on you!
The Royal Guards of my British Empire were so negligent in the war that they became such a mess?

This was undoubtedly a slap in the face of George V.

George V took a deep breath, and after he recovered, he spoke in an old voice.

"Nothing, I just accidentally kicked over a chair. Please leave. I still need to talk to Mr. Bao for a while."

The guards were obviously relieved, and a captain immediately stepped forward to restore order.

He stepped forward and reported respectfully.

"Yes, my lord."

Obviously, the captain also had some panic on his face, but he concealed it well.

Bao Guowei did not move a step until the guards left one after another. His back was always straight, but the expression on his face relaxed a lot.

Bao Guowei straightened his clothes, picked up the chair, then sat down again and said with a hint of apology.

"Your Majesty, I'm really sorry. I was a little emotional just now and scared you. You don't mind, right?"

The muscles on George V's face twitched. He couldn't blame the other party for what he said.

I could only sigh and say, "Mr. Bao, keep your voice down next time and don't get so excited. I'm too old to stand the hassle."

"Don't worry, don't worry." Bao Guowei showed a harmless smile.

There won't be a next time.
Bao Guowei complained in his heart.

George V let out a breath, and he simply tidied his appearance to make sure he still had the dignity of an imperial emperor.

"Mr. Bao"

"Do not stay."

He wanted to say something, but Bao Guowei simply refused.

In fact, staying in the UK was an unrealistic proposition.

The Conservative Party and the fascist forces led by Mosley have almost regarded him as a thorn in their eyes.

If it weren't for Churchill and the Labour Party's mediation, I would probably have been assassinated long ago.

The king is talking nicely now, but when the time comes, can he really protect himself?

The current British monarch may have some rights, but he is essentially just a "mascot".

George V sighed, and now he completely gave up the idea of ​​persuading Bao Guowei.

"Since Mr. Bao is unwilling to stay, I will ask the second question. What do you think of the future world situation?"

"There must be a war!" Bao Guowei said simply and straightforwardly without any thought.

George V frowned.

He had heard of Bao Guowei's statements before, but hearing them spoken by him personally gave him a completely different feeling.

"Why is Mr. Bao so sure?"

As a monarch, he was very concerned about government affairs. Whether a world war would break out was undoubtedly a major event that affected the survival of the entire country.

This forced George V to pay attention.

Bao Guowei glanced at the table, poured himself a cup of black tea without hesitation, and drank it down his throat in one gulp.

After what happened before, George V now felt that Bao Guowei's rude behavior was nothing new.

He covered himself with a blanket, took a sip of tea, and waited quietly for Bao Guowei to speak.

The emperor's initial majesty is gone, and now he looks like a little old man waiting for an answer.

Bao Guowei naturally knows everything about world wars.

After all, if countries like the United Kingdom could prepare earlier, Japan's intentions might be restricted.

"There are many aspects, one of which is the instability of the Versailles-Washington system."

Bao Guowei talked eloquently.

“Your Majesty, you should know that after the World War, the Treaty of Versailles imposed extremely strict restrictions on Germany, which led to a surge in nationalism in Germany and provided soil for the rise of fascist forces, coupled with the impact of the Great Depression.

The Germans were humiliated and angry, and they were eager to get rid of the shackles of the contract and regain their national status and dignity. "

"But," said George V, frowning. "Do the Germans really dare to start another war? Aren't they afraid of failure? Just like the last world war."

George V was able to understand the theory expounded by Bao Guowei, but being in the middle of the situation, he still couldn't understand why the Germans dared to start a war?

Just like Chiang Kai-shek and Zhang Xueliang nine months later, they couldn't understand why the Japanese dared to start a war. They even naively believed that the Japanese cabinet could contain those crazy troops!
Bao Guowei asked in return: "Your Majesty, have you read my macroeconomics and island economics?"

"certainly."

George V was stunned for a moment and answered casually.

Ever since these two economic theories became popular, he has been studying the manuscripts every day, otherwise he would not have invited Bao Guowei.

But after he finished speaking, he seemed to realize something and said in surprise.

"You mean, the internal contradictions of the economy must be transferred abroad. In order to alleviate the domestic crisis, the Germans must go to war abroad to solve it!"

Bao Guowei said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, haven't you British people thought about this as well? Why do you forget it when it comes to the Germans?"

George V's pupils continued to dilate.

(End of this chapter)