?"Then this big gun?"

Zhao Fubo stroked the vermilion gun rod in his hand. From the day he took the gun, he knew that this was not an ordinary soldier. "" At this moment, he had already guessed the whereabouts of Wei Zhen. Wei Zhen nodded, proving that his guess was not wrong at all. Zhao Fubo looked down at the big gun rod, reached out to touch it smoothly, and even he could feel Yue Fei's deepest love for the Song Dynasty back then.

"If it weren't for that confused bastard, why would you have to restore the old mountains and rivers at this moment?"

As a descendant of the Zhao family, Zhao Fubo, who has studied modern science and heard the "history" mentioned by Teacher Martin, certainly would never agree with Song Gaozong's choice. After all, his choice was to put his personal throne on the heads of the entire Han people.

"You really think you are the emperor. If you were the emperor, then the Song Dynasty would not have become a toy for the Mongolians."

I felt even more disgusted with the so-called traditional culture of the Song Dynasty. I thought that such a theory could not cure the country and could not protect the family. I didn’t know what to keep it. If I went back one day, I would naturally throw it all into the toilet.

"Pearl, take the big gun back, but in the future, incense will be offered under the big gun!"

Zhao Fubo handed the big gun to the pearl branch Xie Jielai Duer. As for offering incense, this is another affirmation of Zhao Fubo to Yue Fei. As the emperor of the Chinese Empire, he disrespects nothing but bullshit. What he wants to respect is national heroes like Yue Fei, just like the "Royal Chinese Academy of Sciences", those scholars who provided super technology for the Chinese Empire.

As for the world, it would be fine if it was talking about the natural environment, but if it was talking about something like the strange powers and gods, it would naturally be necessary to knock it down to the ground and step on one foot so that they would never turn over. Because the future China is a scientific China, as for the charlatan, it would be better to go as far as the distance is!

After learning about the gun technique, the big gun and the source of those books he had read quietly, Zhao Fubo felt a sense of emotion. He could feel his father's strongest love for him. I think this "Wu Mu Cun Zhilu" was always stored in Sanniang's hands. If it weren't for his father's hand, how could these things be in his hands?

After thinking about it, Zhao Fubo no longer got entangled in this matter. After all, he had more important things to do in front of him. He had to deal with the affairs of the Middle East as soon as possible, because he missed the Song Dynasty in his heart at all times, hoping to do something for those Song people who might lose their lives under the invasion of the Mongols at any time. But now, firstly, he is thousands of miles away, and secondly, his power is still not enough to control the entire Song Dynasty.

During breakfast, when Martin and the "Variety Saint" Ejitane heard about this, they all remembered Zhao Weinan. Although his actions with Sanniang did not conform to Martin's ideas, as a future person, his thinking and the thinking in this era had a deeper "generation gap" than the Mariana Trench. Similarly, Zhao Fubo, the student he educated, still would not agree with those old-fashioned thinking.

Because no matter what the Arab Empire is said or what it does in Europe, the war against Zhao Xu and the Mongols today only explains one thing, that is, those old-fashioned thinking comes to an end. Because no matter what means are used, no matter how you defend it, there is a fact that cannot be refuted. And what kind of "Chinese Army" is, the so-called Mongolian cavalry or what kind of power are just a shit.

If we use nature as an analogy, then today's Huaxia is the creature at the top of the food chain. When other creatures face it, the only thing they can do is to fall down weakly, contribute everything they have, and then become a shit for the strong!

"So Teacher Martin, I think I must leave here soon no matter what. I will seize two military ports on the two oceans in the north as soon as possible, so I am afraid I can't stay here any longer. Teacher Martin's construction here depends on you. I will take away most of the army and most of the labor of the Muziyi people. I am afraid you will also need to give them some agricultural education and the construction and restoration of water conservancy projects. After all, their lives are stable, and the situation in the Shangri-La Mountains will be more stable!"

When Zhao Fubo said these words, he could feel several eager eyes falling on him. But he knew that he could not, because there were too many projects under his command at the same time. At this moment, he lacked not only people, but also a large number of management talents.

"Well, our news has been passed back, and news from the Kingdom of Egypt and the Kingdom of Syria has also been discovered. I think they will start to act soon."

Zhao Fubo nodded. At this moment, his head was full of subsequent strategies, and he just pretended not to see those earnest gazes. However, the mother "Saint of Changes" Ejitane, who was sitting next to him, would not make him so relaxed. He quietly stretched out his two fingers and immediately pinched, pulled, twisted, and showed the highest level of pinching people.

The feeling of over-electricity immediately reminded Zhao Fubo.

"Uh...Pearl, Afaf, Amina, you can act with me, Xuerong is here with Teacher Martin, put it here..."

But before Zhao Fubo finished speaking, the color on Shi Xuerong had changed. Then he pushed the bowl and stood up without eating it and ran aside. Zhao Fubo looked at Martin as if he wanted help, but he knew that his teacher was lowering his head and soaking the fried dough sticks into a bowl of goat milk. Even the teacher's wife Yao Zhilin pretended not to see it. Maybe Martin had already explained to the children's affairs, let them decide for themselves.

This made Zhao Fubo difficult, and he knew that no one could help with this matter. As for his mother, Ejitane, the "Saint of Changes" Ejitane, he did not expect it at all, because he knew what the result would be. Just then, his mother, Ejitane, touched his arm and said quietly in his ear.

"Hey, son, take her with you. You know I get along well with her. If she doesn't go, I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in your carriage!"

Zhao Fubo was a little dizzy, but he was really convinced of this mother's ability. Although she was her mother, she sometimes acted like her sister. Zhao Fubo was a little helpless. He looked up at Pearl Little Sprig Xie Jielai Duer. If he wanted to make an idea, he might have more ideas. But he didn't know that Pearl Little Sprig Xie Jielai Duer smiled slightly.

"I think it's better to bring Xuerong with me. The construction of the two cities is not simple at all!" Please come to "

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