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spn just arrived in September. After attending the opening ceremonies of Xiaoqingshan Primary School, Xiaoqingshan Junior High School and Xiaoqingshan Junior Technical School, Zhang Shusheng set out for Kunming and went to Huize County on the way to take over the caravan handed over by Zhugesheng.

The original personnel and composition remained unchanged, the subsidies for caravan members were increased, and the formal establishment and salary system were determined. The caravan headquarters was moved to Lishuping and was under the management of the Special Intelligence Department of the Militia. It was temporarily managed by Shusheng Company Commercial Special

Sun Changqing, chief of the investigation section, and Zhao Ziyun of the militia were jointly in charge. Zhao Ziyun no longer served as the instructor of the third company due to personal reasons and was renamed as deputy section chief of the first section of the special intelligence department of the militia. Ma Wenwu, an old man of the militia who was studying at night school, served as the instructor of the third company.[

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The framework of the Special Intelligence Department of the Militia is still in its infancy. Zhang Shusheng personally serves as the director, and it consists of the first and second sections. The first section is mainly responsible for internal affairs. The current focus of the work is on southwest intelligence affairs, and the person in charge is currently only the deputy section chief.

As for the more mysterious second department, not even the dozen or so members of the first department of the Investigation Department, including Zhao Ziyun, knew the inside story.

Only half of the more than 200 kilometers of road from Huize to Kunming are simple roads that can pass cars. This is why Zhang Shusheng wanted to buy a car for a long time, but has not taken action. Now even if he buys a bunch of parts and assembles them, there still has to be a road.

Just run.

Hearing that Zhang Shusheng was going to Kunming, He Fangjiong shamelessly asked Zhang Shusheng to help bring something to his daughter.[

After riding a horse-drawn carriage halfway, we changed to the He family's own car parked in Xundian County, which made the speed faster.

Sitting in the simple car, enduring the smell of exhaust, Zhang Shusheng remembered the secret conversation he had with Luo Feng before setting off.

At the end of August, Luo Feng finally rushed back to Lishuping with more than 40 orphans from all over the country. These orphans were also placed in the Shusheng Company Orphanage.

The first dean was none other than Zhang Shusheng himself. The conversation with Luo Feng that night had already decided the fate of too many people.

"Luo Feng, from now on, there is a more important job for you. It will make you temporarily leave the militia camp and leave the position of instructor of the first battalion." Zhang Shusheng still admired this unsmiling Luo Feng.

The instrument has also been tested, and it turns out that this person has a cold personality, is extremely rigorous in his work, and has no problem with his loyalty.

Luo Feng, like most people in the militia and Shusheng Company, was determined to become rich and wealthy with Zhang Shusheng, partly because of everything he had now and partly because of the ambitions in his heart.

"Luo Feng resolutely obeys the leader's arrangements." This time when he went out to search for orphans, Luo Feng guessed a lot when he came into contact with the plan. He knew that the leader would not take in orphans thousands of miles away for any reason.

Zhang Shusheng nodded with satisfaction and threw the second part of the plan to him, "Take a look!"

"Please rest assured, captain, my subordinates will do their best to handle this matter." After reading the two pages of the plan, Luo Feng felt a surge of pride from his feet to the top of his head, stood up suddenly, and saluted.

"Well, from now on, you are the chief of the second section of the Special Investigation Department of the secret militia. From now on, the military salary will be at the same level as Wu Tiejun. The confidentiality plan of the orphanage will be temporarily handled by an elite combat team assigned by the guard platoon.

It's up to you to command."

"Yes! My subordinates must initially handle the affairs of the orphanage within ten days, and the ceremony will be held when the leader comes back!" He felt too many things from this more detailed plan, which even included information about the future orphanage.

The management principles have been determined. Although he is extremely shocked by the idea of ​​a group leader, he vaguely feels that such a group leader is more like a person who does big things. Only such a huge plan can help the group leader achieve big things.

A huge plan, Luo Feng only saw the tip of the iceberg. The sacrifices and dedication of some people will be destined. For the long-term peace and stability of the Chinese nation, the entire plan does not allow Zhang Shusheng to have any mercy.

Not only these Chinese orphans, but also the more far-reaching parts of the plan will be absolutely implemented.

I was thinking about things all the way, and after a few hours of turbulence, the city of Kunming was already in sight. The weather in Kunming at this time is even more pleasant all year round, and the weather in September is only slightly hot.

After getting out of the car, Zhang Shusheng got out of the car with two plainclothes guards.

"A big city is a big city!" Although it was far less than the size of a large county town in later generations, Kunming at this time was still quite large. At least you could see cars honking their horns desperately and driving past like snails on the streets.

After entering the city, Zhang Shusheng walked around casually, bought some Kunming special snacks, and experienced the customs of Kunming.

It was already afternoon, and Zhang Shusheng, who was going to stay in Kunming for a few days, was not in a hurry to go to Kunming Girls' High School.

Thinking of He Fangjiong's "trouble" with him, he felt that it was a bit tricky, but at least he found an excuse to meet that girl He Ning. But he didn't know whether she was welcome or not.[

A lot of people gathered around a back street in front of me. At first I thought it was a teahouse, and I was going to have a cup of tea. When I walked over, I realized that there were actually quite a few people gathered around to watch a middle-aged man writing calligraphy in a house facing the street.

"Tsk, tsk, Pingshan layman's calligraphy, the ink is like a spirit, it is really floating like floating clouds, and powerful like a startling dragon."

"Yes, you are worthy of the master's skills. Although the Qing Dynasty fell, our master's skills have not been lost at all. Every word is perfect, and you can get started with three points."

A small house converted from a tea house has the door wide open, and a very elegant middle-aged man sits inside, writing calligraphy in calligraphy calmly and calmly, occasionally stopping to drink tea, without caring about the specious comments of the people around him.

Zhang Shusheng pulled someone over and whispered: "Brother, who is this gentleman?"

Seeing that Zhang Shusheng was well-dressed and well-groomed, and that there were two other people following him, the man thought that there was another young man from a wealthy family. He curled his lips and said, "No, you have to queue up to ask for words, and it depends on the mood of the No. 1 Scholar."

"Master No. 1 Scholar? May I ask what his name is?" Zhang Shusheng had a vague impression. He remembered that when he was in history class, some students were making noises about how bad the Republic of China was. At that time, the history teacher casually mentioned a person as an example, that is, a person from Yunnan during the Republic of China.

The number one scholar. In addition to his prominent official status in the late Qing Dynasty, this number one scholar is most praised by future generations for compiling the first primary and secondary school textbooks in Chinese history. Some of the vocabulary was even used in later generations. It was considered a remarkable education in the early Republic of China.

Home.

"Of course it's Mr. Yuan Jiagu Yuan!" The man's voice was slightly loud. The person writing inside put down his pen, finished writing the last word, and looked outside.

As expected, it was him. Zhang Shusheng was overjoyed. He had never expected to be so lucky to meet this master who lived in seclusion in Kunming.

"Thank you, Mr. Yuan, thank you, Mr. Yuan!"

A man dressed as a wealthy businessman quickly put down more than twenty oceans, said his thanks, and left with a folding fan with writing on it, extremely happy.

Such a Beijing official in the late Qing Dynasty, who was born as the number one scholar, can only make a living by selling calligraphy. Zhang Shusheng felt a little desolate in his heart. The times are harmful to people. People like Yuan Jiagu cannot be said to be not smart enough. Even the lucky ones who took the imperial examination in the late Qing Dynasty are not smart enough.

Not everyone can become the number one scholar, and he was very honest and honest, selling calligraphy for a living, and in his later years he even took it upon himself to compile teaching materials, which is very admirable.

"Hey, someone is asking for help again, please let me in." Seeing that Mr. Yuan Jiagu had business coming to the door again, and that they could see the calligraphy of the Number One Scholar, the onlookers let Zhang Shusheng and the others in.

Seeing that the visitor was dressed like a young man, Yuan Jiagu was serious about his words, but everyone was full of demeanor and said calmly: "Please sit down!

I don’t know if Sir is looking for calligraphy or painting!”

Zhang Shusheng waved his hand to the two guards to leave. After a while, he already had an idea in his mind. He sat down and asked, "I have heard of Mr. Yuan's name for a long time. I want to ask for the price of calligraphy in two couplets. Mr. Yuan

Make an offer."

"Since the calligraphy treasures are expensive, there is no need to set a price. This gentleman can give it to you." Yuan Jiagu said lightly. "Sir, please tell me the words."

Zhang Shusheng stood up, looked outside, and said: "The first couplet, it takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people!"

"Huh?" Yuan Jiagu was slightly startled, then he took the brush that had absorbed enough thick ink into his hand and wrote eight words without thinking.

Zhang Shusheng did not look back, and then said the second sentence: "The second couplet, education is the responsibility of rejuvenating the country!"

Yuan Jiagu was stunned for a moment, then finished the remaining couplets, stood up and clapped his hands and said: "Young Master, these sixteen simple words are so memorable. I don't want the two couplets of ink and gold, Yuan."

Zhang Shusheng turned around, bowed to the end, and Chen Ken said politely: "Mr. Yuan, I'm Zhang Shusheng, I came to Kunming this time specifically to visit you." [

"Huh? Since the distinguished guest comes from afar and meets Yuan, Yuan would be happy to entertain you with some coarse tea. Please come and talk to us in the backyard!"

After closing the front door and going to the backyard, Yuan Jiagu's residence was simple. A dignified woman served tea in the house.

"This is my wife, Mr. Zhang, let's get straight to the point."

"Mr. Yuan, I'll tell you the truth. I came to Kunming this time to find an insightful person with both ability and political integrity to be the principal. I have opened several schools in Huize and intend to expand them further. The key point here is

To establish a modern institution of higher learning, well, to put it simply, is to imitate the West and prepare a university that focuses on practical subjects."

"Is it a school like Tsinghua University and National Peking University?"

"right!"

"But as far as I know, these two schools were built with a lot of hard work. The difficulties were too great. Not to mention other things, the initial investment alone was an astronomical figure. Moreover, it was quite difficult.

Compared with setting up industry, investing in education seems..."

"It seems to have little effect and no monetary reward, right, Mr. Yuan?" Zhang Shusheng laughed, then reached into his arms, took out a money order from Credit Agricole, France, handed it to Yuan Jiagu with both hands, and said:

"Mr. Yuan, it is everyone's responsibility to revitalize the country through education. If no one does it, then education will have to be postponed. I think this money, as the initial capital, should be enough to build a quasi-university."

Yuan Jiagu felt a little sorry when he saw that the young man's consciousness was higher than his own. He took the money order and looked at it, and suddenly lost his voice: "One million oceans!!"

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Now it takes several hours to write a chapter. I have to revise it repeatedly, and the speed is a bit slow. Many times, I have to update it at 2 or 3 o'clock in the middle of the night. It will be better after I have written the basics of the previous paragraph. Brothers, vote for the fisherman

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Chapter completed!