9. Where are you from
Born in 1837, Xiang Shuai is 92 years old this year and his actual age is 90.
Historically, he died in 1909, and before his death, he was still angry because of Zaifeng's triumphant remarks that "there are soldiers to level the world".
But the fate of this famous minister in the late Qing Dynasty, who was nicknamed Wenxiang, turned a corner in this time and space.
When he was summoned north by the Qing court, he was brazenly cut off by Ergouzi, directly tied up to San Francisco, and dragged to South America to live for a long time.
During this extended life, Xiang Shuai not only presided over the establishment and operation of the University of San Francisco, but also presided over various matters of the Wakanda National University in South America.
During this time, he also led the study of the origins of South American and Chinese civilizations, as well as the actual geographical location survey of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
as well as many personal collections of poems, doctrines, etc.
Han Huaiyi heard that his family reported that it was no longer possible, so he hurried over without caring about anything.
The old man was full of energy at the moment, and he and Han Huaiyi smiled and said: "Qianmi, this Bodhi Ancestor is going back to the mountain, don't make a fool of you if you are outside." β
Han Huaiyi also smiled: "That's not necessarily. β
"Well, it's all bad luck anyway." Xiang Shuai said, and his children immediately cried and laughed.
Zhang Zhidong suddenly turned pale: "Ye Luo is the only thing I ask you to do, after the old man goes, when can you let the old man go back." β
"Where are you going, I'll knock you down."
"The old man's ancestral home is Hongdong County, Shanxi, and later moved to Nanpi, Hebei, born in Xingyi, Guizhou, although he served as the governor of Liangjiang, but mainly in Hubei."
Speaking of this, Zhang Zhidong asked Han Huaiyi with a smile: "Why don't you go and knock down everything there and let me be an emperor." β
Han Huaiyi stopped joking, he took Zhang Zhidong's hand: "It's difficult, I can't get along." β
"The secret of heaven must not be revealed?"
"I'm afraid of 404." Han Huaiyi rubbed his eyebrows: "It's certain that the leaves will fall to the roots, so let's do it, Xiangshuai, when the time comes, let's return to the roots together, how about going to Shanghai with me to lie side by side?" β
"Okay, then I'll have to leave the rest to Tony. You go away. The old man pulled him away.
Tony was wearing a suit and leather shoes outside, but now it was very traditional, kowtowing with tears.
"Get up, get up." Xiang Shuai watched him grow up, he asked people to pull Tony, and then took his hand: "Remember, in the future, you will bury me and your father together, if you annoy him, you can also learn from Li Shimin, and then bury him early and pull him down." β
"Yes."
"Since ancient times, no one has died, the old man has never been ashamed of the Qing court, has never lived up to what he has learned, and has no regrets about having a good protΓ©gΓ© like your father. If you want to lead a country in the future, you need to be tenacious and strong, and don't shed tears at every turn. β
"Yes."
"Rogers, your brothers should also love each other and support each other, don't listen to outsiders' demagoguery, do the things of brothers, your family has never lost anyone in your life, don't have an accident with you."
Rogers hurriedly said, "Yes." β
"Grandpa." Krees also pounced, and Zhang Zhidong groped for a red envelope: "I won't give those two little beasts, I'll give it to you, Krees, remember to take care of my Zhang family's descendants." But if they do evil, you clean them up. β
"Hmm."
"Where's the little four?" The old man asked...
After talking to Han Huaiyi and the others, the Xiangshuai family stepped forward again.
As a result, the old man who returned to the light beeped for a long time, and suddenly wondered, huh? Why haven't I died?
He tried to kick his legs and leave, and his family and friends panicked, but he was still fine!
"What's wrong?" Han Huaiyi couldn't help it: "Want to help?" β
Zhang Zhidong was angry and scolded: "Not a son of man!" β
The children of the Zhang family were also angry, glaring at him, Han Huaiyi smiled and said, "I'll help you go and see the world." β
The old man suddenly turned his anger into joy: "The place to lie is wrong, you still understand me." β
Han Huaiyi said that he was an outsider, but in fact, his status in the Zhang family was comparable to that of the eldest son.
He went directly to pick up Xiang Shuai, and at the moment of picking up Xiang Shuai, he found that the wind could blow away the old man's light weight.
Han Huaiyi, who had a hippie smile before, finally burst into tears.
Xiang Shuai smiled: "This hero's tears are also rare." β
Han Huaiyi ignored him and pushed him out of a wheelchair, Xiangshuai didn't want anyone to follow, only let him push him to the beach.
Xiang Shuai looked in the direction of his homeland from afar and muttered, "Fortunately, there are you." β
"Thirty years from now, I will be sure, a hundred years from now, and everything I do will be his wings."
"What will history say about the old man?"
"If there is no Xiangshuai, there is no modern industry, if there is no Xiangshuai, there is no Wakanda, and there is no national rejuvenation."
"Wenzhi martial arts, Wenzhi martial arts, if you are the emperor now, what name do you give me?"
"Job, Zhang Xiangtao, the governor of the Western Governor of the Han Dynasty, how is Wenxiang?"
"Who the hell are you?" Xiang Shuai suddenly asked.
Han Huaiyi smiled, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Shen Lianchen, a major of a certain unit of the People's Republic of China Armed Police Corps, sacrificed for the country on October 19, 2020, and was resurrected as Han Huaiyi. β
"Actually, what should I be?"
"I can't remember, I just know that you were very awesome at the time, but unfortunately you couldn't go back."
"Old man, no, so you're here."
"It's not that you can't do it, it's that I'm too good." Ergou Zitian said shamelessly.
"You come to me."
Han Huaiyi knelt down on one knee in front of him as he said, Xiang Shuai looked down at his eyebrows, and suddenly sighed: "A single major officer can create such a foundation, how strong the old country should be at that time." β
βγγγ Are you swearing? β
Xiang Shuai smiled dumbly and asked: "The old man thinks that you are actually very scrupling about Citigroup." β
"Now there are no scruples, and they have lost to us, in North Korea."
"Where Yuan Weiting rose, three thousand miles of rivers and mountains returned to the Han Dynasty?"
"No, the reason is complicated, and they later became fond of bragging, saying that zongzi and laba porridge are theirs, and Confucius is also theirs."
"Xiangxi zongzi is almost theirs, a small country."
"That's it, I'll find a chance to get them this time."
Xiang Shuai Wan'er reached out and touched Han Huaiyi's head: "If God opens his eyes, let me go and see it this time." β
After saying that, his hand trembled slightly, and he passed away.
Han Huaiyi looked up at him, then slowly buried his head in front of his knees, and said in a low voice: "I also want to go back and see, Xiangshuai!" β
But everyone has a time that they can never go back to.
After a long time, Han Huaiyi got up and pushed the car back.
Three days later, Wakanda was a whole country of filial piety.
The other side of the ocean also sent telegrams, and sent American envoys to come to mourn, these Han Huaiyi asked Tom to receive them, and he himself was like a filial son and Xiangshuai's descendants, silently keeping vigil.
Looking at the smiling handsome in the photo, Han Huaiyi suddenly felt that the Qing court had really become history.
And he, too, has gone into history and will become history sooner or later.