Chapter 838

It's a safe night.

The next morning, a servant delivered breakfast and waited for Wang Yong to get up.

It was the first time that Wang Yongchang had experienced the life of the landlord laocai when he was so big. He went downstairs with a stretch and felt very comfortable.

Zhao Li had already got up and was busy at the dinner table. She cooked a pot of porridge herself.

See Wang Yong go downstairs, after greeting Wang Yong to wash, eat quickly.

In fact, breakfast in South Korea is not what people in China think, only kimchi. After Wang Yong sat down, he saw no less than seven or eight kinds of special meals.

Bean rice, tomato and cabbage tofu, potato spareribs soup, fried dumplings, small steak and so on, breakfast alone, enough to say on the rich.

However, Korean food is obviously not as good as Chinese food, which is that Korean food can not hold up a banquet with enough brands. Each dish looks very special, but it looks small when put together.

It's not like all the major cuisines of Chinese food. When a table is set up, it's full of color, fragrance and looks like it's on the table.

While eating, Wang Yong asked Zhao Li what famous universities in South Korea have and what Sinology courses they have.

Unfortunately, Zhao Li told Wang Yong that the whole South Korea is now de sinicizing, and there are not many who keep Sinology courses. Today's young people in South Korea basically do not know Chinese characters, and they can't understand the inscriptions of scenic spots in their own country, which is a kind of sadness.

Wang Yong couldn't help laughing when he heard this. It seems that the South Korean media are shouting loudly. In fact, it's not so good. I'm afraid South Korea can't find a new generation of Sinologists now except for the old and immortal Li Zaixian, who is wildly boasted by the South Korean media.

"It's a bit overqualified to use ox knife to kill chickens." Wang Yong said to himself.

After dinner, Wang Yong is ready to learn about Seoul University and choose a school with weight.

Most of the good universities in South Korea are concentrated in Seoul. People divide schools in South Korea like this: schools in Seoul have one grade, schools in other places have any grade. This shows Seoul's position in South Korea's education sector.

"Mr. Wang, someone is looking outside." At this time, I listened to the housekeeper's report.

"Who?" Wang Yong was stunned for a moment. He has no relatives in South Korea. How could anyone come to him?

Is it Jin Jingyin?

I didn't expect that the girl looked shy, but actually she was so bold. I like it! Wang Yong thought and went out.

But as soon as he went out, Wang Yong's face turned black.

Ma Dan, it's not Jin Jingyin! How about a young girl!

What do you mean by an old man with a moustache!

"Who are you looking for, sir?" Wang Yong asked in a bad tone.

With a smile, the old man with a moustache arched his hands to Wang Yong. He squeezed his palms and pushed them up slightly, but it was a formal bowing ceremony, which meant greetings between the same-sex guests.

If they are of the opposite sex, they can be divided into marriage or not.

This kind of etiquette is hard to see in China. I didn't expect to see it in South Korea.

Wang Yong responded with more respect: "old man, don't you look like a South Korean?"

The old man replied, "I'm actually a member of the Zhao family in Suzhou. I'm called Zhao huaiwu. However, it belongs to the collateral system and has not been in touch with Zhao for a long time. Although I have lived in South Korea for many years, I have never dared to forget the teachings of my ancestors. I read sutras every day and live in Chinese etiquette. Five out of sixty this year. "

"Mr. old man's action is really admirable. Meng Lang, who is backward at last, apologized to you just now." Wang Yong said and bowed slightly, apologizing for his slight insult.

Zhao huaiwu touched his beard with a smile, but he didn't dodge. He was bowed by Wang Yong.

Wang Yongzhi got up and asked strangely, "since I haven't contacted Zhao for a long time, why did I come here today?"

Zhao huaiwu looked at Wang Yong, his eyes flashed, and said: "I have ten thousand volumes of poetry career, try to work with you!"

Wang Yong has a good look.

Zhao huaiwu has something to say, which is obviously inconvenient to speak in front of others.

Wang Yong takes a look at Zhao Li and Sihan, who are eating in the villa. He turns to go in and tells them that he wants to go out. If anything happens, he can call him directly.

Zhao Li nodded and agreed.

Wang Yong was relieved to go out.

Expect Minister Cao's endorsement plus the shares of ocean trade, Zhao Ji will not easily move Zhao Li.

"Please, old man, let's find a quiet place to talk." Wang Yongdao.

But I want to take Zhao huaiwu to the cafe to discuss.

But with a wave of his hand, Zhao huaiwu said, "Mr. Wang, come with me. I have a place to keep. Mr. Wang is satisfied."

Wang Yong could not help but be curious.

So he followed Zhao huaiwu and stopped a car to go to the outskirts of Seoul.

Along the way, Zhao huaiwu talked, but he knew a lot about Wang Yong's deeds. He also said that when he learned that Wang Yong came to South Korea, he couldn't sleep all night, so he came early in the morning.

His greatest wish in his life was to fulfill the wishes of his ancestors. At that time, the ancestors of the Zhao family came to South Korea with the idea of educating barbarians, so they built an academy in South Korea to spread Chinese culture.

But he did not expect that after modern times, the South Korean government even made the decision to abolish Chinese characters, which made him sad.

It's a pity that there are too few people to stop the tide.

Until he learned from the news that Wang Yong was coming to South Korea, his dead heart came back to life immediately. He decided to help Wang Yong to complete the plan of conquering South Korea and let the South Koreans know the consequences of watching the sky from the ground.

Wang Yong had already guessed something about it, and he was overjoyed.

Zhao Li can only serve as a translator. If she really wants to understand the cultural aspects of South Korea, she needs people like Zhao huaiwu.

It seems that he is indeed the son of destiny. Only one day did the local people take the initiative to take refuge. Isn't this the same routine as Liu Xiu?

Soon, the taxi stopped in a seemingly rural place.

Different from the rural areas in China, most of the rural areas in South Korea retain ancient buildings. After getting off the bus, Wang Yong thought he had come to a rebuilt Park somewhere.

"Mr. Wang, look over there." Zhao huaiwu points to a building road not far away.

Wang Yong took advantage of the situation and saw a flash of surprise between his eyebrows.

I was amazed by the small building.

It covers a small area, but it is full of the temperament of ghost axe. On a long-standing plaque, there are four words "Taolin academy".

Facing the gate of the Academy, there is a shallow stream of water. Peach trees stand by the water, and small green fruits are hanging on the branches, shaking with the wind.

Can imagine if it is spring, here is how full of spring.

The whole academy is not big. Except the main lecture room, there are only two side rooms. In the East, there is an oval building suspected of being a Buddhist pagoda. You can see the once prosperous incense.

"This is the place where the ancestors of the Zhao family once gave lectures?" Wang Yong asked.

Zhao huaiwu nodded with a smile: "that's right. Our ancestors founded the Academy in Taolin, so it is called Taolin Academy. For hundreds of years, many learned people have been cultivated for South Korea. In the East pagoda, there are still poems left by those people. The ancestral tablets are also preserved in the tower, which used to be the sacrificial place of the Zhao family in Suzhou. However, since modern times, people have been impetuous, and few people have come. I'm the only one left to guard the Academy. "

Wang Yong sighed: "this is where I admire the old man. It's not difficult to give up. It's the most difficult to stick to one thing! Can you take me to the pagoda, old man? "

When Zhao huaiwu heard that Wang Yong was going to visit the pagoda, his eyes flashed and he immediately said, "I can't wait. People always visit academies first, only Mr. Wang goes against it and meets our ancestors. This alone shows that I have chosen the right person. "

Wang Yong did not speak with a smile. He followed Zhao huaiwu to the East pagoda.

It was early in the morning when the sun was rising, and the golden red light came slanting, shining on a pagoda, which meant the light of the Buddha.

"Eh, did the ancestor show his holiness?" When Zhao huaiwu saw this scene, he immediately stopped and bowed.

As devout as the Pilgrims who kowtow their heads.

Wang Yong stood at the back with a negative hand and a cool face. Confucianists have always paid attention to not asking about ghosts and gods, and Wang Yong would never take part in this kind of thing.

But this scene is really rare, there is a mysterious meaning in it.

Half a day later, after Zhao huaiwu kowtowed his head, Wang Yong and Wang Yong went on and pushed the door into the pagoda.

Wang Yong's eyes swept the whole pagoda, from the door to the center, from the bottom to the top.

The light inside the tower is dim, and you can only vaguely see the tablets in front of it. At the top should be the ancestor of the Zhao family who came to South Korea with the army and settled down here.

"When I light the oil lamp, Miss Wang will wait for a moment." As Zhao huaiwu said, he went to the depths of the pagoda, as if to get a match.

Wang Yong, on the other hand, took steps to observe the details of the pagoda.

"It's true that although the sparrow is small and has all five internal organs, the pagoda is no less exquisite than some big temples in China." Wang Yong had a secret way in his heart.

When he turned his head and was about to see the memorial tablet of Zhao's ancestors, he heard the door close suddenly.

Wang Yong's ears suddenly moved, and he cried in his heart.

The gate of the pagoda is very heavy. It took Zhao huaiwu a lot of effort to push it open just now. The automatic closing of the gate is definitely not caused by the wind. Someone must have done something!

Wang Yong rolled aside in an instant.

Then listen to the sound of whooshing, one by one shining concealed weapons hit the place where Wang Yong stood, nailed into the stone for several inches.

If Wang Yong didn't hide, he would have been a hedgehog.

"Toxic?" Wang Yong smelled a sweet smell on the tip of his nose, which was a sign of poisoning weapons.

When an agent performs an important task, in order to prevent the target from being shot, he will also feed poison on the bullet. Only when the bullet is fired, it will produce high temperature, which will cause the toxicity to volatilize. So the poisons are special poisons, such as ricin. This is one of the most powerful natural toxins. The smell is very light, and it will be decomposed when it enters the human body.

Compared with the poison on these concealed weapons, it is more than 100 times better.

"It doesn't seem to be a South Korean or an American agent." Wang Yong was relieved. The most difficult thing to deal with is the same trade, because with the support of one country's government, the intensity of weapons and training is much higher than that of killers.

Wang Yong looked up at the depth of the pagoda. There was no movement on Zhao huaiwu's side. Obviously, Zhao huaiwu didn't go to the oil lamp at all. Instead, he had known for a long time. He is deliberately luring Wang Yong here!

"Kill

Silence for a moment, the darkness suddenly broke out a few shouts, is the Oriental Language.

Then he saw that Xueliang's sword was shining, and he cut at Wang Yong from all directions.