Chapter 77 The Vicious Stepmother of the Republic of China (12)

Han Qiuyu's plan is that after arriving in the capital, she will find a way to get a newspaper from the Magic City.

Then, she sent the newspaper with the divorce announcement back to the Li family.

She didn't need to say anything. Outsiders could imagine eighty episodes of a bitch-blooded Taoist drama after reading the newspaper and seeing her "missing whereabouts unknown."

At this point, the story of Han Qiuyu and Li Yaozu comes to an end.

Han Qiuyu can start the life of Wen Chao Gong at will.

Write novels, become a well-known talented woman, and then have a few love affairs with those handsome men, young men, talented men or passionate students.

Tsk tsk, isn’t it nice to live like this?

Why do you have to get stuck with a bastard who looks like a dog?

As for the child in the belly——

"Oh, it's also a life. I can't take it away at will."

Han Qiuyu stroked her belly and murmured.

Of course, there is another important reason: medical care is not very developed these days.

Inducing labor hastily may cause serious and irreversible harm to her.

If it is more serious, it will end up killing two people.

Han Qiuyu didn't dare to gamble.

After writing the letter and drying the ink, Han Qiuyu folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the envelope.

Then, she placed the faith on the table and pressed it with a tea cup.

After completing this series of preparations, Han Qiuyu picked up his suitcase and left the Li family compound quietly.

…

Gu Qingcheng returned to the inn, found a copy of The Analects of Confucius and threw it to Li Yaozong, and began to read those history books quickly.

Although Gu Qingcheng exchanged some IQ points for appearance this time, her IQ at the moment is still 80 points.

For ordinary people, this is still a very smart existence.

Gu Qingcheng is best at reading. With a "normal" IQ, she has a photographic memory.

Today, her IQ has slightly decreased by more than ten points, but she can still read quickly and convert the words in the book into her own knowledge.

The north and south were unified, but it was not the Yuwen family, but the Yang family.

The Great Sui Dynasty established by the Yang family died in two generations.

What replaced it was the prosperous and splendid Tang Dynasty.

The Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, as well as the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties...

The fictional Republic of China still developed according to historical trajectories.

"The aliens are in power...the hair-cutting order...the Eight-Nation Alliance..."

Seeing the history of the past hundred years or so, Gu Qingcheng just felt depressed.

The Chinese Empire had been strong and prosperous for more than two thousand years, but it fell to the bottom in the last dynasty.

Only then did Gu Qingcheng understand why people in this world were so admiring of foreign countries.

It’s not that I have weak bones, and it’s not that I’m being mean.

But it's too weak.

It is human nature to be strong.

In the past, when the Celestial Empire was powerful, the surrounding small countries naturally admired and respected it.

Now--

"well!"

Gu Qingcheng closed the history book and sighed quietly.

She is not someone who dwells on the past.

The glory of the past has passed. She lives in the present, so she must adapt to the present.

Wait until she has the ability to change.

Inferiority or blind arrogance are not advisable.

As a daughter of an aristocratic family and a "virtuous queen" who has assisted two generations of kings, Gu Qingcheng has a very strong character and courage.

Realizing the shortcomings of reality, she started a new round of study.

After looking through newspapers from the past ten years, Gu Qingcheng found some books related to "Westernization".

Guns, ocean-going ships, planes, trains...

Gu Qingcheng had never heard of these things.

In addition to being novel, she studied harder.

Now she is like a piece of sea, frantically absorbing the knowledge she needs.

"These foreigners do have merit."

Gu Qingcheng looked at the books printed in foreign languages ​​and began to think about how to go further.

"Foreigners? Yes. Although our county is small, there are also foreign monks from the provincial capital."

After listening to Gu Qingcheng's question, the waiter quickly answered attentively, "That foreign monk also built some kind of church, which is where he chants scriptures."

"A foreign monk from the provincial capital?"

It’s like being called a missionary!

Gu Qingcheng had seen relevant reports in newspapers.

"Yes! I heard that he is from D country or some Japanese or other Man."

"There are a lot of D people in our provincial capital. I heard that a train station and a cathedral were built for us."

"The people from Country D are very capable, and the machines they make are particularly good. The only dyeing workshop in our county uses machines that the shopkeeper bought from a foreign firm in Country D at a huge price."

"Look at the foreign cloth I'm wearing. It was woven using machines from country D. Not to mention, it's fine and durable!"

The waiter was very sharp-tongued and talked a lot.

Gu Qingcheng learned the location of the church from him.

The next day, Gu Qingcheng took Li Yaozong to the small church built by the D country people.

The church is not big, with a pointed roof and painted glass.

If Han Qiuyu saw it, he would definitely say: "Huh? Is it still a Gothic-style building?"

Gu Qingcheng is not Han Qiuyu, and she has no knowledge of future generations. Therefore, she just feels that this small church may not look big, but it is very delicately built.

Entering the church, Gu Qingcheng met the missionary who called himself Hans.

Hans was a little surprised. He had been preaching in this small county for several years.

Basically, the local people only regarded him as a monkey, but never took the initiative to receive the Lord's holy light.

Moreover, most of the women Hans saw were timid and hunchbacked.

When they saw their neighbors and relatives on the street, they all looked timid, as if they had done something wrong.

As for strangers, especially foreigners with red hair and green eyes, they were immediately frightened into hiding.

Alas, I feel so inferior and ignorant.

Hans was filled with compassion.

At this moment, Hans was surprised to find that a woman walked into the church voluntarily.

Although this woman's face was covered in bruises, she seemed disfigured.

But she held her chest high and raised her head, exuding a sense of confidence and elegance from her bones.

The most important thing is that she does not have small feet, her walking posture is very normal and looks good!

"Ma'am, do you need any help?"

Unable to help himself, Han Sijing was very polite to Gu Qingcheng, without the slightest arrogance of a foreigner who looked down on him and bullied ordinary people.

Gu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows: Oh, this foreign monk can also speak Mandarin.

It's just that the tone of voice is a little strange.

Gu Qingcheng bowed slightly and said, "Father, hello. Can you help me read?"

As he spoke, Gu Qingcheng took out a foreign book from his bag.

She spent a lot of money to buy this book from a bookstore.
To be continued...