Republic of China: My great warlord, many children, many blessings.

After saying that, Shen Hao laughed first.

Jin Runzhi's face flushed red as he was spoken to, and he opened his mouth but didn't know how to refute it.

The other two female students were also speechless.

After a moment, Jin Runzhi retorted, unconvinced, "My father is my father, and I am me. We are different."

Shen Hao sneered disdainfully, "What a joke! Everything you eat, wear, and use, isn't it all provided by your father?"

Your father relied on Yuan Shikai silver dollars, so in the end, aren't you just a parasite of the Beiyang warlords?

How come you enjoy the material comforts of the so-called Beiyang warlords, yet you turn around and curse them as inhuman?

Could this be interpreted as someone who curses others after they've had their fill?

You eat the food of the Beiyang government and then criticize them as dictatorial warlords; you are disloyal!

Your father, Jin Quan, raised you to adulthood, yet you rebel against him and openly oppose him; this is unfilial.

If you get arrested, your dad will protect you, but if those poor students get arrested, who will protect them?

Their fate ranges from imprisonment to being beaten to death on the spot.

You are clearly disregarding the lives of other students and teachers, openly opposing the government. You are neither benevolent nor righteous.

"You're better off without that kind of justice."

"You..." Jin Runzhi was so scolded that he burst into tears;

"You still have the nerve to cry? You don't have your father to provide you with a material life."

You still want to go to school? You're struggling to even have enough to eat.

What will be your fate?

Like other poor women in Beijing, your fate was to be sold into prostitution in the Eight Great Hutongs, or sold to someone as a concubine.

Shen Hao ruthlessly exposed Jin Runzhi's shame, leaving her utterly humiliated.

"You think you can read and write because of so-called democracy?"

I'm telling you this because you have a good family, a wealthy and enlightened family. Without the support of your family, you are nothing.

You insulted us patrol officers, calling us Beiyang dogs?

But you live without worry because you have parents to support you.

We patrol officers have to support our families. We're just doing our job. What's wrong with that?

If it weren't for our efforts in maintaining street order, would we have such peace and tranquility?

It was the "stinky-footed patrol" you were talking about who stopped you and protected you.

Without my brothers, you would have been beaten to death by those soldiers, facing the dark muzzles of guns.

"Trying to break a rock with an egg is simply overestimating one's own strength."

Shen Hao's words left Jin Runzhi and the other women speechless.

Looking at the other two female students, who seemed so familiar, Shen Hao asked in confusion:

What are the remaining two called?

"Fang Yanyun, Leng Qingqiu".

30. You're a really loyal brother.

Fang Yanyun?

Could it be Fang Yanyun from "Shanghai Bund"?

Xu Wenqiang's first love, Fang Yanyun, the top socialite in Shanghai?

At this time, Fang Yanyun's face was full of collagen, her features were pure, her eyes were clear and bright, and she exuded youthful energy. She did not yet have the stunning aura and charming style of the top socialite in Shanghai.

As for why she went from being a college student to a social butterfly...

Anything can happen in this era; women have no choice at all.

Shen Hao believes it was probably due to the pressures of making a living.

As for this Leng Qingqiu, she is probably the same Leng Qingqiu that Jin Yanxi fell in love with at first sight.

No wonder he looks somewhat familiar.

Unexpectedly, a small branch of the police station in the south of the city has brought together two leading ladies.

"Hmph, you dog of the Beiyang Army, you're really good at talking," Jin Runzhi said, wiping away his tears and resentfully.

Despite this, Jin Runzhi's tone carried a hint of guilt.

Shen Hao glanced at the three women and said again, "Nowadays, the great powers are eyeing our country with covetous intent."

Russia and Japan fought for territory in Northeast China, Qingdao Island was occupied by China, and Hong Kong was occupied by the United States.

The Taiwan Strait is in the hands of the Japanese.

Macau was in Portugal's hands, and the Old Summer Palace was burned down.

Shanghai and Tianjin are full of concessions; your own people can't even enter your own territory.

The country is broken and its mountains and rivers are destroyed.

If you truly love your country, why don't you go to those foreign concessions and kill the foreigners?

Wouldn't that be more satisfying?

"Why are you only bullying your own people? Why did you just protest? Is it because you think the Beiyang government wouldn't dare to fire on you?"

Upon hearing this, all three women fell silent.

"Ha, do you think the country will get better just by your protests?"

If you think the country is bad, then go and build it up. What the country needs now is change.

What we need are scientific research talents.

If you have this determination, why don't you study hard, go abroad to learn new skills, and give back to the country? That would be much better than you just complaining here.

What's the difference between taking to the streets to protest and dying? It's completely meaningless.

It's better to study hard and climb the ladder.

When you have guns in your hands, you have the leverage to talk.

Or if you become president, you'll be in charge here, and you can change things however you want.

Shen Hao's words were unvarnished, and the other students in the prison remained silent.

"Yes, I'm going south to find Mr. Sun."

'I'm going too. I want to burn everything I have, just like Mr. Sun.'

"That's right, such demonstrations are meaningless. We need our own strength to resist their power."

Several boys spoke with great enthusiasm;

Shen Hao's words enlightened them.

Deep down, Shen Hao still admired these passionate young people. Without their sacrifices, we wouldn't have such a beautiful land.

Shen Hao ignored them and said to the patrol officers, "Find a doctor to bandage the injured, give them some water, and lock them up for now. They're not criminals, so don't make things difficult for them."

"It's the bureau chief."

After Shen Hao left, the students began to discuss it amongst themselves.

Fang Yanyun said, "This bureau chief doesn't seem like a bad person."

Leng Qingqiu said, "I think so too."

Jin Runzhi sneered, "Hmph, he's just a hypocrite. Isn't he a bad guy for arresting us?"

“I think this bureau chief is pretty good. I heard that those senior students who participated in the protest were beaten half to death after they were arrested, but we got away with it without any problems,” one boy retorted.

"Runzhi and the others are right. Not only did the bureau chief not hit us, he even bandaged our wounds."

Fang Yanyun suddenly remembered that her classmate Xu Wenqiang had been arrested, and wondered if finding this bureau chief could help him get out.

Jin Runzhi was furious to see that everyone had been won over so quickly.

"Hmph, don't be fooled by his few words. Who says street demonstrations are useless?"

We must use our passion to awaken the others who are asleep.

In this way, even death would be worthwhile.

Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads.

How could they possibly be awakened?

If people are already struggling to get enough to eat and wear, and are even forced to sell their children, do you really expect them to risk their lives for you?

Shen Hao paid no attention to what was happening in the prison.

I had just returned to my office when the Jin family came to pick me up.