Martial Arts Across the Heavens: Becoming a Martial God Starting from the Big Boss in Tangshan

Chapter 143 Make the Qing Dynasty Great Again

Wong Fei-hung was utterly speechless.

Both of them were speaking the truth, their emotions were incredibly genuine, but their goals were completely opposite.

Yet, their conversation flowed perfectly, matching each other seamlessly.

This scene is so subtle and bizarre.

Fearing that Chen Wen might blurt out the truth and expose their secret, he quickly interjected, trying to restore some semblance of normal distance: "We are deeply grateful for Lord Nalan's kindness. However, addressing each other as brothers—is truly inappropriate. We commoners dare not address you as such—"

"Brother Huang, you are mistaken!" Nalan Yuanshu interrupted Huang Feihong, who was in high spirits at the moment.

He looked at Chen Wen with fervent eyes, which even revealed a hint of heartfelt sincerity.

"Brother Chen, with your great talent and loyalty, I will not hide it from you."

"In fact, His Majesty and the Empress Dowager have long heard of your great reputation and have paid you much attention."

"An imperial decree has already been issued, summoning the two of you to the capital and entrusting you with important responsibilities. It won't be as simple as becoming imperial physicians; it's highly likely you'll be put in charge of the Imperial Medical Academy!"

He paused, noticing Chen Wen and Huang Feihong's surprise, and continued, "Although I hold the rank of Admiral, which is not low, if Brother Chen truly enters the Imperial Medical Academy and becomes a close advisor to the Emperor, it means he is favored by the Emperor, and his future is limitless!"

"At that time, I might need Brother Chen's help!"

"We brothers should support each other and work together to protect the Qing Dynasty!"

Wong Fei-hung was genuinely surprised this time.

Entering the capital? To take charge of the Imperial Medical Academy?

This treatment and honor is the pinnacle for a doctor.

But he quickly calmed down and instantly figured out the key.

This is probably not just because they value their medical skills.

This is also directly related to the foreigners' enthusiasm for Chen Wen's drugs!

Foreigners all say that Chen Wen is the best doctor, so the court naturally wants to promote him and even keep him firmly in its grasp.

This is both a way of winning someone over and a way of controlling them.

Huang Feihong quickly looked at Chen Wen, a hint of worry in his eyes.

Chen Wen listened to Nalan Yuanshu's words without any change in expression, but inwardly he sneered.

In this day and age, it would not be an exaggeration to call Kangfuxin Liquid and penicillin miracle drugs.

It's perfectly normal for the imperial court to want to bring it under its control.

To send him to be the imperial physician? That would be more like sending him to become a Jing Ke (a legendary outlaw).

Unfortunately, he was not Jing Ke, and he wanted to kill more than one emperor.

Chen Wen suddenly slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, and said in a voice filled with a poignant and impassioned tone: "Studying medicine cannot save the Chinese people!"

These words exploded like a thunderclap.

Nalan Yuanshu was startled, almost dropping the wine cup in his hand. He looked up in astonishment at Chen Wen.

To be honest, he was naturally shocked by Chen Wen's superb medical skills.

But I don't believe that a Nobel Prize or a miracle doctor could save the Qing Dynasty.

But to his surprise, Chen Wen said those words, which resonated deeply with him!

"Brother Chen—you actually have such insight?!"

Could you elaborate?

Chen Wen's gaze was intense, and his tone was resolute: "Even if my medical skills are divine and I can cure all diseases, if someone's heart is broken, I can get a new heart; if someone's arm is broken, I can get a new arm."

"But she's still the same person!"

"He can get hurt, he can die!"

"He needs to truly become strong!"

"If one person is like this, if ten people are like this, if millions upon millions of people are like this!"

"By then, everyone will be like a dragon; how could China not become strong?!"

"Everyone is like a dragon—everyone is like a dragon—" Nalan Yuanshu murmured repeatedly.

His expression shifted from astonishment to shock, and then from shock to an indescribable excitement.

He stood up as well, looking at Chen Wei with excitement.

"I've always been puzzled! The imperial court is pursuing Westernization—buying ships, building cannons, training a new army—it all seems so impressive, but why are we still so vulnerable to foreigners? Why is the morale of the people still so low?"

"Hearing Brother Chen's words today was truly enlightening and thought-provoking!"

He excitedly walked around the table and grabbed Chen Wen's arm: "Brother Chen, you are truly a man of great talent! To be confined to the medical field is a waste of your brilliance!"

"If Brother Chen could enter the court and serve as an official, joining hands with me, we can surely make the Qing Dynasty great again!"

Chen Wen also gripped Nalan Yuanshu's arm tightly, his eyes gleaming, his voice even more resolute: "Yes! Let China be great again!"

Nalan Yuanshu paused slightly, but his blood was boiling at that moment, and he didn't think much of it.

It was simply a slip of the tongue by Chen Wen in his excitement, or perhaps a more elegant way of putting it.

He nodded repeatedly: "Yes! Yes! Great again!"

The two held hands and looked at each other, as if they had found a lifelong confidant and business partner.

After a long while, Nalan Yuanshu finally calmed down, released his grip, and returned to his seat, but the eagerness on his face remained: "Brother Chen, it is truly an honor to have met you today! In the future, if you encounter any difficulties in Guangdong, feel free to come to me! If it is within my power, I, Nalan Yuanshu, will never refuse!"

Chen Wen had been waiting for this question, and immediately replied, his face showing a suitable mix of embarrassment and earnestness: "Brother Nalan is so righteous, then I really do have a favor to ask."

"Oh? Speak freely!" Nalan Yuanshu was in a good mood and waved his hand.

Chen Wendao said, "As Brother Nalan knows, our pharmaceutical factory is a prime target. When business is good, many people become envious, and quite a few try to cause trouble, both openly and secretly."

"Relying solely on the protection of Brother Huang's militia brothers is ultimately not legitimate, and sometimes they cannot act effectively."

"I was thinking, could we—get them a legitimate official position? That way they'd have something to rely on, making things easier for them."

Nalan Yuanshu's smile faltered slightly.

Of course he knew what the so-called militia under Wong Fei-hung was all about.

Those were Liu Yongfu's former subordinates after he was transferred to Annam by the imperial court.

The imperial court had always been wary of this team with a criminal record, which is why they sent that incompetent Fucha to supervise them.

As a result, Fucha himself was unlucky and ran into the Blood Flag Army, where he was killed instantly.

Fucha's death, to some extent, temporarily silenced the foreigners for the imperial court.

The foreigners lost two captains, but we lost a high-ranking official. It's even.

Now Chen Wen is proposing to officially recognize these people?

This is tantamount to recruiting and legalizing a civilian armed force that the imperial court has always been wary of.

Nalan Yuanshu certainly didn't want to agree.

Upon seeing the other party's reaction, Chen Wen immediately sighed softly.

"Alas, I know this matter has put Brother Nalan in a difficult position."

"Forget it, it's always so difficult for us ordinary people who have the ambition to serve our country to do something meaningful."

"I'm used to having no way to serve my country. I understand the difficulties you face, Admiral."

That sigh, that lament of having no way to serve one's country, coupled with that address of "Admiral."

It was practically a mockery of Nalan Yuanshu.

He was a little embarrassed.

Just a moment ago they were calling each other brothers and talking about building a great future together, but now they're making excuses for this little thing.

Wouldn't that make it seem like all my boasting was just empty talk?

Moreover, upon closer reflection, he realized that this might not be a bad thing after all.

Those were veterans of Liu Yongfu's Black Flag Army, all true elites!

If we could incorporate them, we would not only strengthen our own power and monitor this force, but also do Chen Wen a huge favor.

It seems that the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

As for loyalty? Just plant more of our own people as officers.

Thinking about this...

Nalan Yuanshu's hesitation vanished instantly, and he slammed his hand on the table again: "Brother Chen, what are you saying! What do you mean by difficult or not difficult! We're brothers, your business is my business!"

"The militia only has about a hundred people guarding the factory and its premises, which is indeed too weak."

"In that case, I won't just handle it for you, I'll handle it on a much larger scale!"

"I'll grant you a special allocation for the Jing'an Battalion! The quota—start with two thousand men!"

"Commanders and platoon leaders—I can send men to help you. All provisions, supplies, and equipment will also be distributed by me."

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"Your military status will be directly under the jurisdiction of my governor's office. What do you think?"

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