Although he could not tell Li Zhao all the historical memories in his mind, Wang Mengxiong still hinted to him more vaguely that in order to verify his views, he could read some theoretical articles that had not yet been published in China.

"When I was in Shanghai, I heard that there was a pamphlet called the Communist Manifesto, which was widely circulated in many countries, and it was said that the success of the October Revolution in Russia had a lot to do with it."

"Oh? Really? ”

Li Zhao became interested all of a sudden, he is now suffering from the lack of correct theoretical guidance, and everything is still alone in the dark. The October Revolution was like a ray of light shining into his dark world, and if there was a ready-made theory to back it up, it would be like a soldier with a gun and a light in the darkness.

"Why haven't I seen it and don't know where I can buy it?"

Where can I buy it, Wang Mengxiong really doesn't know, he can't say that this thing will be sold in any larger bookstore in the future, right? Fortunately, at this time, Jing Dingcheng spoke in time, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"Shouchang, I seem to have seen the booklet that Wang Fan Xiaoyou said somewhere, let me think about it."

Wang Mengxiong and Li Zhao both looked at Jing Dingcheng expectantly, hoping to get an accurate and satisfactory answer from his mouth.

Jing Dingcheng looked at the expectant eyes of the two people, felt pressure, and desperately began to recall, and finally found a trace of memory.

"That island country, yes, it was there that I saw the newspaper "Tianyi" founded by international students, but they were not called the Communist Party Manifesto, but the Communist Manifesto. Later, it seemed that this newspaper had published a single Chinese book translated by Minming, but I didn't buy it because I wasn't interested in it. ”

There was a snap, but it was Li Zhao who slapped the table excitedly, startling the other two people.

"Okay, as long as there is a place to buy it, even if it is so far away from the island country, I have to ask someone to find a way to buy it!"

Coming out of the library of Peking University, after walking a long way and turning back, Wang Mengxiong seemed to be able to see the bearded and glasses Li Zhao's arm waving uncomfortably to this side.

"Am I influencing history by doing this? Maybe he doesn't need to be reminded that he will slowly get into this aspect of the content! Fortunately, there are still four years before the founding of the party, and there is still Chen Xiu in the south, and two people have to work together to start the red journey. ”

Thinking of this, Wang Mengxiong shook his head, cleared these messy thoughts from his brain, restored himself to a pure and natural state, and slowly began the breathing mode of natural gong.

As the New Year approaches, there is a noticeable increase in the flow of people on the streets. People flock to vegetable markets, shops, and bazaars to snap up New Year's goods. In the past, there were fewer scenes that needed to be bargained, and in this era of scarcity of materials, who would care about the difference in price if you can snap up what you want?

Relatives and friends, who had rarely interacted with each other in the past, also used this time to start the process of visiting relatives and friends, and people in the city prepared meals and waited for poor relatives in the countryside to come to the door. When those relatives in the countryside who brought local products with them were leaving, they always received generous gifts from their relatives in the city. Some small toys, leftover clothes for your children, are the most popular gifts in the countryside.

Wang Mengxiong, who is not bad for money, fully lived the addiction of a local tyrant and purchased a large number of New Year's goods for Master Du Xinwu.

Those neighbors in the same courtyard laughed at Lao Du Tou at first for having an extra mouth for eating white food, who knew that this little apprentice was not only not a white eater, but on the contrary, a young master from a rich family. You see how happy the old Du Tou is smiling, those New Year's goods are piled up in the warehouse, and even the living room is almost full.

Du Xinwu deliberately kept a straight face and complained that Wang Mengxiong was extravagant. However, the words fell into the ears of the neighbors, and they invariably gave him a chewy comment.

In the hearts of these people, a young master is a broad young master, and the cub is not distressed to sell the master's field, you are a master, and you can enjoy its achievements, what do you worry about for other people's Lao Tzu!

Du Xinwu actually felt sorry for this little apprentice, because he knew that Wang Mengxiong was an orphan, and all the money for buying gifts was earned by him one by one, and it had nothing to do with the ethereal rich parents.

As if seeing Du Xinwu's distress, Wang Mengxiong hurriedly leaned into his ear and whispered comfortingly: "Master, this is the apprentice's filial piety to you, just accept it with peace of mind." Besides, it didn't cost much in total, and don't forget, don't we have one more thing in that box? It's a drop in the bucket compared to that thing!"

"That's right, I almost forgot if you didn't say it!"

Du Xinwuyi remembered that there was still such a heavy treasure in his house, even though his qi cultivation skills were almost to the point of perfection, this heartbeat still accelerated involuntarily.

As the apprentices came to the door one after another, the house where Du Xinwu lived was full of laughter every day. With this little junior brother here, Wan Laisheng and others come to the door more frequently, anyway, the master here is not lacking anything, not only can you eat and drink for nothing, the key is that you can get the master's teachings, and everyone feels that their kung fu has grown a lot.

Just when everyone was happy and waiting for the Lunar New Year to arrive, a wicked guest came to the door, breaking the happy and peaceful atmosphere.

Du Xinwu couldn't help frowning as he looked at the evil guests who came with a large number of apprentices in the courtyard and said, "Zhao Jinbiao, you brought so many people to the door, are you planning to intimidate me with the number of people?" ”

Wang Mengxiong didn't know what this Zhao Jinbiao was doing, so he hurriedly asked his senior brother Wan Laisheng. Guo Qifeng, who was on the side, heard it and took the initiative to explain it for him.

It turned out that this guy named Zhao Jinbiao was a famous boxer in the Yanzhao area, with more than 1,000 apprentices, and he was in the limelight for a while. How do you know that three people were born, crushed him to death, and made him hold a grudge.

The big sword Wang Wu went early, and the sick tiger Huo Yuanjia also followed in the footsteps of Wang Wu, and only Du Xinwu, the hero of the north and south, was still there among the three masters.

Although Du Xinwu keeps a low profile and never openly accepts apprentices. But if he can't stand up to his fame, there will always be someone who will compare him with Du Xin in front of Zhao Jinbiao, and every time he praises Du and suppresses Zhao, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Zhao Jinbiao, who has a knot in his heart, has repeatedly said that he wants to compete with Du Xinwu, but what is Lao Du's identity, what culture, and where can he accept him casually. After coming and going, this Zhao Jinbiao held a grudge, thinking that Lao Du looked down on him and rolled up his face.

It's just that Lao Du has been seeing the dragon and not seeing the end, so he didn't give him a chance. This time, I don't know where I heard the letter, and I took the initiative to come to the door, and it seems that this person will not give up if he doesn't try it.

Wang Mengxiong became angry when he heard it, this guy's feelings are here to find fault! A little-known boxer came to the door with a large number of people. If this is to back down once, maybe this guy will be able to be nonsense to outsiders who don't know the truth.

"Master, hit him!"

Wang Mengxiong whispered behind Du Xinwu, he reached into his arms and touched a cold thing. With this guy, if the other party wants to rely on the number of people, then don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite!