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

Chapter 470: Old Zhang’s help? Japanese woman Liao Yaquan’s awakening!
Lao Zhang saw "No Longer Human" and was shocked.

When Bao Guowei learned the news, he did not feel very panicked.

In fact, he had always wanted to find an opportunity to let Zhang Taiyan know about this work.

Bao Guowei knew that if No Longer Human wanted to be successfully spread in Japan, it would definitely require the help of Zhang Taiyan.

The latter had lived in Japan for many years and had many friends in Tokyo and Yokohama. He also met Mr. Sun in Tokyo and discussed together the rules and regulations, land taxes and even the establishment of the capital after the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty.

It can be said that Zhang Taiyan has an extremely important influence among Japanese students studying abroad and even among local left-wing groups.

Previously, Bao Guowei mentioned that he wanted to go to Japan, and Zhang Taiyan revealed that he had established a secret organization in Japan. If Bao Guowei needed help, he could seek help from this organization.

Therefore, the dissemination of this novel is inseparable from the help of Zhang Taiyan.

But Bao Guowei felt that it would be a bit strange to show this work directly to the other party.

So, he came up with a bold idea and led Lao Zhang into "crime" step by step.

As early as when he came back, Bao Guowei began to secretly guide the other party, and it was not until the day of the Little New Year that Zhang Taiyan finally took the bait.

When Zhang Taiyan questioned Bao Guowei, Tang Guoli and a group of his apprentices and students were also there, and the scene was very awkward for a while.

Tang Guoli raised her eyebrows and said with great dissatisfaction.

"Zhang Binglin! You are getting more and more confused as you get older! You actually peeked at your apprentice's manuscript!
You still call yourself a master of Chinese studies! Don't you know the principle of 'not prying into other people's private affairs, or listening to what others say'?"

At this time, many students and children were in the courtyard. Tang Guoli's attack really made Zhang Taiyan's old face blush.

He held his breath and spoke somewhat unnaturally.

"As a teacher, I should teach and educate people. If my apprentice goes astray, I will definitely correct the wrongs!"

Tang Guoli has been dissatisfied with this old man for a long time and also wants to protect her son-in-law.

It would be fine if Zhang Taiyan didn’t care about it on normal days, but today is the Little New Year.

At the end of the day, everyone in the mansion was busy sweeping the houses, removing dust and dirt, and tidying the yard. These were all part of the procedures for celebrating the Little New Year.

We also need to prepare a lot of New Year's goods.

Tang Guoli was extremely busy, but the old man Zhang Taiyan hid in the study.

It would be fine if he was doing serious work, but he actually went so far as to secretly read his apprentice's novel and even took it out and said bad things about his apprentice in front of him.

Even if he wasn't her son-in-law, Tang Guoli couldn't bear it.

"You old man."

Tang Guoli also had a hot temper, and seeing the two people getting on the verge of a fight, all his disciples were silent.

Even when their other children came home for the New Year, they all avoided him.

Everyone knows that these two people are powder kegs. Once they ignite each other, no one can stop them.

But then I heard a voice saying.

"Sir, I think I can explain this matter. This work may not be as bad as you think."

Bao Guowei saw that the situation was becoming more and more serious, and finally he couldn't help but speak.

Zhang Taiyan was very serious.

“No, this work must not be published. Your idea is very good and it is written very vividly, but the impact of publishing it will be too great.

We who hold the pen need to have a sense of responsibility towards our country and nation.”

Zhang Taiyan did not mention the contents of the novel in detail, so that other people present were a little curious.

What on earth did Bao Guowei write that could make the well-informed Zhang Taiyan lose his composure like this?

Thinking about the fact that Liao Yaquan was still there, and the fact that the content of "No Longer Human" was not well proposed at the beginning.

Bao Guowei glanced at Liao Yaquan briefly, with an indifferent look.

Then he said to Zhang Taiyan.

"Sir, may I have a word with you?"

Tang Guoli didn't understand what Bao Guowei was doing, and said with a frown.

"Bingwen, you don't have to be afraid of your master. With the master's wife here, he can't do anything to you."

"Hey~ You, this is my apprentice, you are not allowed to interfere!" Zhang Taiyan was suddenly dissatisfied.

"This is my son-in-law! You old man!"

Old Bao is considered half-master of the Zhang Mansion, so he can say a few words when the younger generation is not comfortable with it.

He immediately came out to smooth things over.

"Oh my, my dear parents, today is the Little New Year, why are you so unfriendly?

Bao Guowei is still young and may make some mistakes, so my father-in-law should teach him well."

The scene was once very chaotic.

Bao Guowei covered his forehead and sighed.

After much persuasion, he finally pulled Zhang Taiyan out, and the two of them went to the study.

Bao Guowei then told the other party the specific intention of "No Longer Human".

"You want to publish it in Japan?" Zhang Taiyan narrowed his eyes, looking a little skeptical.

Bao Guowei nodded and explained with certainty.

"This work was originally intended for the Japanese. Sir, you should know that the Japanese have always coveted us. Now that the environment is bad and the time, place and people are not favorable, there is no guarantee that they will not take risks.

On the one hand, my work aims to arouse the Japanese people's original reflection on the dark side of society, and on the other hand, it aims to encourage more Japanese people to join the path of opposing war and advocating social republic.

This is the limit of what we literati can do.”

After these sincere words, Zhang Taiyan was suddenly stunned. He looked at his apprentice and realized that he had misunderstood him.

He was angry because Bao Guowei's work was filled with pessimism about human nature and society.

In today's context, the publication of this work is completely "adding fuel to the flames".

Unlike general reading materials with clear political tendencies, in Zhang Taiyan's view, this work is like a poison gas bomb in literature.

If it spreads domestically, the impact can be great or small.

That's why Zhang Taiyan reacted so violently.

Zhang Taiyan's old face turned red, as if he felt that he had misunderstood his apprentice, but he still spoke.

"I see that your work is set in Japan, so this is the purpose, right?
But you have to know that the Japanese are also human beings, some are good and some are bad.

Once this book is published, it will certainly affect domestic public opinion and hinder their aggressive forces.

However, it may also make some people who originally have bad character become more pessimistic about life and eventually go astray.

The impact is huge. Once published, it may become a stain on your life and be passed down to future generations."

"Sir, is your reputation after death really that important?" Bao Guowei asked. "The enemy is about to put a knife to your neck, and your only way to save yourself now is to threaten his family.

How would you go about doing that?

Bao Guowei emphasized: "Behind you are your family. Kindness cannot solve the problem."

Zhang Taiyan's fingers holding the manuscript trembled slightly, and he felt a completely different kind of power from his apprentice's words.

In fact, when Zhang Taiyan learned that this work was mainly aimed at the Japanese, he was already very shaken.

But he still has some "humanitarian care" in his heart, and always feels that innocent people should not be harmed.

But after listening to Bao Guowei's remarks, Zhang Taiyan finally came to his senses.

In the struggle between nations and countries, there is no mercy at all.

Being kind to your enemy is being cruel to yourself.

After thinking about it, Zhang Taiyan finally nodded and said.

"This is a good idea. If it can help the country and the nation, I, your teacher, will fully support you." With Zhang Taiyan's words, Bao Guowei was immediately relieved, and he said with his eyes narrowed.

"In that case, please do me a favor, Master."

"Ok?"

Zhang Taiyan took a step back, feeling as if he were on a pirate ship.

In Suzhou during the Republic of China period, there was a special ritual for worshiping the Kitchen God during the Little New Year.

Many people in the city would take out the bamboo sedan that they had woven in advance, and then put the stove horse in it, and then put a brazier, and then burn holly, pine, cypress, straw and other things and send them outside the door, and sprinkle the ashes with green beans on the roof to feed the god and send the stove horse to heaven.

All the old and young in the family have to bow down and chant, "Spicy, sweet, smelly and spicy, don't say anything, Kitchen God."

Finally, use wine dregs to smear the stove door, which is called "Drunk Siming".

These rituals may have been simplified and disappeared in later generations, but they were still circulated and used in the Republic of China.

Looking at the lights of thousands of homes and the happy scene, Liao Yaquan was moved, but also a little anxious.

"What's wrong, Yaquan? Don't just stand there, come and eat some dumplings with everyone. You can't eat this in your hometown, right?" Zhang Nianyue thought that Liao Yaquan was homesick, so she came up to take care of her feelings.

Feeling the other party's concern, Liao Yaquan seemed to feel that the defense line in his heart seemed to collapse little by little.

Then my eyes gradually became moist.

"Yaquan? Yaquan? Are you crying? Don't be like this, today is the Little New Year." Zhang Nianyue was obviously very caring towards this good friend who came to her for refuge from a miserable family.

He took him into his arms, patted his shoulder and said.

"All your friends are here. The grandmothers and uncles in the mansion all like you very much. You are not alone."

Even though Liao Yaquan seemed to have some feelings for Bao Guowei, Zhang Nianyue still couldn't bear to blame this woman.

Probably because she looked so pitiful.

Of course, there is also Zhang Nianyue’s innate confidence and trust in Bao Guowei.

But Zhang Nianyue's unintentional action made Liao Yaquan completely lose his composure.

She covered her heart and felt as if something inside was melting little by little.

"I don't know." Liao Yaquan shook his head repeatedly, obviously a little out of control. "I'm a little tired, let's go back to the room and rest for a while."

Immediately afterwards, Liao Yaquan ran towards the room alone, without responding to Zhang Nianyue who was calling him from behind.

"What happened to Yaquan recently?"

Zhang Nianyue frowned. She could feel some emotional fluctuations that had been occurring in Liao Ya's body recently.

Could it be.
She immediately thought a lot, including Bao Guowei's previous suspicion of her and the recent spread of the news of her marriage to Bao Guowei.

For a moment, Zhang Nianyue's expression became complicated.

Away from the noise, Liao Yaquan clasped his hands tightly across his chest, his whole body seemed to be hunched over, and he looked very embarrassed in the darkness.

She was having an inner struggle.

On the one hand, she still wanted to remain loyal to the empire, which was almost her destiny since birth.

On the other hand, she found it difficult to suppress her love for Bao Guowei.

In Liao Yaquan's eyes, that man was so outstanding and so gentle and polite to get along with!
He is different from other men!
This is Liao Yaquan’s inner cry!
After being used to seeing men with ugly faces, no substance, and eyes full of desire, when I saw Bao Guowei again, it was like seeing an oasis in the desert.

Maybe she had already given up hope on human nature.

But in Bao Guowei, Liao Yaquan saw something completely different. In the Zhang Mansion, she saw the warmth and fickleness of human nature.

This is a feeling that Liao Yaquan has never experienced in the past twenty years.

So this is what life is?
This feeling made her unable to extricate herself, and she even forgot the purpose of her coming here for a while.

Zhang Nianyue is the only friend who treats her sincerely, and Liao Yaquan cherishes this friendship very much.

She also understood that she had served many men and was no longer worthy of Bao Guowei.

So she would never want to destroy this marriage.

The inner throbbing and the long-standing habit of loyalty were constantly intertwined in Liao Yaquan's heart, almost overwhelming her.

All of this broke out with a word of concern from Zhang Nianyue.

Somehow, Liao Yaquan walked to the door of Zhang's study without knowing when.

Usually there is always a servant guarding here, because this is the most valuable place in the Zhang Mansion.

Almost all of the articles and manuscripts of Zhang Taiyan and Bao Guowei are here, as well as many precious ancient books collected by Zhang Taiyan.

These things are much more important than ordinary gold and silver.

But today, it seemed to be because of the festival, the servant who was originally guarding the place disappeared.

The entire study seemed unusually quiet and empty.

For a moment, Liao Yaquan recalled the argument between Bao Guowei and Zhang Taiyan in the yard.

Countless curiosity arose in my heart.

"What exactly is that work? It seems very mysterious."

"Did Mr. Bao write another book called "The Chrysanthemum and the Sword"? "

"Should I go get the intelligence?"

"If I were"

Countless strange thoughts arose in Liao Yaquan's mind.

He wandered outside the room for a long time, wavering between loyalty, love, and friendship.

Liao Yaquan wanted to change himself, but he couldn't help but go into the study.

It was a window that she used to go through often, but she hadn't visited it for a long time.

In a sense, apart from her unknown origins, she is no different from ordinary people in the Zhang Mansion.

But today, Liao Yaquan felt that the situation was going so smoothly that it was a little abnormal.

Usually Bao Guowei's study was tightly locked, but today it could be opened easily.

There's no one guarding the door today.
If it were an ordinary time, if he encountered such a strange thing, Liao Yaquan would definitely leave carefully to avoid it being a trap.

But today, her mood was completely different.

"Perhaps, Mr. Bao can give me the answer."

With this thought in mind, Liao Yaquan couldn't wait to open the cabinet in the study, moving cautiously, just like Zhang Taiyan in the afternoon.

In her eyes, Bao Guowei is an omnipotent person who knows almost everything.

Liao Yaquan was a man with a good memory and noticed words such as "society", "human nature" and "future" that Zhang Taiyan said.

These are some of her questions.

Liao Yaquan was very curious about what kind of novel could make Zhang Taiyan lose his composure like this, and he looked forward to getting an answer.

Looking at the moonlight outside the window, she discovered that this was a story about Japan, and her heartbeat quickened dramatically.

Soon, Liao Yaquan was immersed in the story.

In the woods outside the window, two people were watching the movements in the study from afar, and it was obvious that they had discovered Liao Yaquan's trace a long time ago.

"Master! I knew this woman had ulterior motives. Today she finally showed her weakness. I will take her down right now!"

Cao Yanhai said in a low voice.

Bao Guowei waved his hand and said with narrowed eyes.

"Look again."

He said this, but the gun in his hand was already loaded.

(End of this chapter)