Zhao Xing, who had a blue nose and swollen face, completely gave up the demeanor of a gentleman and aristocrat, because in the fists and feet of countless gentlemen and noble lords, he finally understood that noble bloodline and noble origin could not guarantee the safety of this court.

Interests, in the face of interests, the lowliest, can also struck their fists and big feet at the nobles of the noblest blood.

And when the interests of the lowly guys are trampled on by the nobles, the lowly ones will unceremoniously escort the nobles to the altar and cut off his head, such as Louis XVI, such as the mud legs who really changed the nature of thousands of years of history in later generations, and finally let the noble people become the dirt trampled under the feet of the mud legs.

Later, when he told Xu Jie, the best tease and friend in the world, how he felt at that time, Xu Jie laughed and almost couldn't breathe and asked: "Do you have time to think about these when you add up your fists and kicks?" ”

So, Zhao Xing, who was lying on the bed for a long time, said breathlessly to Xu Jie, who was also lying on the bed: "When a person is outside the gods, his mind is clear, and in an instant, he thinks about problems that he has not had time to think about for 10,000 years. ”

Then the two most loyal friends smiled and closed their eyes, which became a piece of history through the ages.

Of course, this is all nonsense, because Zhao Xing is under the blows of hundreds of fists and feet, he doesn't want to maintain his aristocratic demeanor anymore, because others no longer treat himself, an ancient nobleman, as a fart, then he must show his fists to maintain his dignity as a nobleman.

So, with one punch, knock down an old man, and with another punch, knock over a young man. Then, without hesitation, he kicked a guy who used to be called an elder in the banquet, and beat him all over the ground to find his teeth. Another tiger pounced, almost dying, and then kicked a guy who was standing there like no one, and the guy yelled, "It's me, I'm Feiyi." After that, Zhao Xing stepped up his efforts and completely kicked him over.

Looking at the wailing and tumbling court, Zhao Xing wiped the blood on his face, and asked loudly: "Zhao Guo, it's Zhao Guo of your group of bullshit nobles, I'm just a passerby, I can't be tolerated here, I'll just pat my ass and leave, why should I chirp with you?" Zhao Guo is your support, if Zhao Guo is gone, you will be gone. But Zhao Guo is gone, do my, I just put on my shoes and go to another country, with my ability to work hard, with my ability to support the community, where can I not split the land and liehou? ”

Then he walked in the wailing of the ground, and pointed to them as he went: "You, who had a hundred miles of land back then, but you have fine clothes and food, and the second son of your grandson is already begging in the streets, so I will ask you, is not your grandson from your concubine?" ”

The guy was immediately speechless,

"And you, your son is the eldest son, and he is willing to share the family business with his second brother. However, in the name of the patriarchy, you firmly disagree. Well, your eldest son ran away because he loved his younger brother, and your second son ran away because he was grateful and guilty. As a result, you sent someone to chase and kill, and in the end, the two brothers threw themselves into the river because of their deep brotherhood, are you still human? Are you really defending the patriarchal law in your mouth, you just want to use this excuse to defend your position. ”

Then he raised his hands high: "When the purest patriarchal law, the cornerstone that can best maintain the stability of this world, is defiled by people like you, why don't I carry out reforms?" ”

Facing the stunned Zongzheng, Zhao Xing said awe-inspiringly: "I don't want to completely destroy the rules of the patriarchal system, but I must change the patriarchal system and open my eyes for the son and brother who were born to the same father." If you can't treat your sons equally, then why would you give birth to them? Why do they call you Daddy? ”

Such the most straightforward question completely left everyone speechless.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Zhao Xing pulled Zhao Yong and strode out of the main hall and walked onto the high platform of the main hall. Then, they saw the young children in the square under the high platform, densely packed with young people who were ready to get the results of this court meeting.

These are all Zhao Xing's rumors released in advance, and the concubines who are full of expectations for change and the second-class princes and grandsons who are born.

Zhao Xing stood on the high platform, opened his arms, and loudly announced a result that had not yet been fruited: "You go home, the Tui En Decree implemented by the monarch has been stopped by your father, you are disappointed, and you are disappointed with me." ”

Zhao Yong looked at this teacher who was talking nonsense now.

Zhao Xing quietly gave him a kick: "Wail with me." ”

Zhao Yong was stunned, and immediately opened his arms and shouted: "Yes, my kindness to you, your desire to live a good life has failed, go home, and continue to starve to death with the empty shell of a nobleman." ”

Zhao Xing beat his chest again: "You both have a common father, but you have not been treated fairly by your common father. Human beings are created equal, but you have not been given the least equality. Sadly, because you should not have come into this world, because you should not have been born into a hypocritical aristocratic family. Not only was he not treated as a nobleman, but he was despised instead. You should pray that in the next life, you will be born into a peasant family, for your peasant father will give you the only acre of land in his hands, so that you may drink at least a mouthful of porridge, and not—" He took a deep breath and uttered the most damning words to the lord: "For you will not be made to be a snort, one, dependent on your father, then on your firstborn, and then, on your nephew, on your grandson's wretch." ”

Thousands of children of aristocratic clans with hope silently looked at the Xingzi on the steps who spoke everyone's heart, and they had begun to despair.

At this time, Zhao Yong, who was kicked again, held on to the railing with his hands in pain: "I, the widow, have already fought for you, but, the widow can't do anything, disperse, disperse, go and wait for death." ”

As a result, this is adding fuel to the fire, but everyone should abide by the rules, and no one breaks out. However, all the people respectfully paid respectful to Xingzi on the high platform, the monarch on the high platform, respectfully, with the most solemn courtesy, and then with the respect that did not dare to face each other with their backs, from the respect of their hearts, slowly retreated, backwards and exited the square.

Quietly wiping away the tears that were not at all in the corners of their eyes, Zhao Xing and Zhao Yong snickered at each other: "The seeds of resistance and fragmentation have been planted, and the kindness of the monarch has been sown at the bottom and the biggest foundation, and the rest will sprout for a long time?" ”

Zhao Yong smiled evilly: "Tonight, it is estimated that the fathers and sons of each family can beat the dog's head out of the head, and the family is in chaos." ”

Then the two of them looked at Handan suppressed in the fog with their little shoulders, the three thousand miles of rivers and mountains of Zhao Kingdom, and laughed treacherously. They laughed that from this moment on, the aristocratic class that hindered Zhao Guobian's efforts to become strong collapsed, and they laughed that from now on, the ambitions of the two people would no longer have resistance.

Then, the two men turned around.

Behind him was a group of pale faces who saw the whole performance of the master and apprentice.

"Is our order of grace enforced?"

Fei Yi looked at the master and apprentice who were standing side by side, and a numbing cold sweat rushed up on his back: "These two monarchs and ministers are really single-minded, so Zhao State, to be exact, the nobles of Zhao State, do they still have a good life?" Either submit or run to another country. Now, Fei Yiwei felt sorry for the move that everyone rushed to Zhao Xing just now, and he calmly avoided it.

For the sake of his position, is it really to collect the favor of the majority of people, or should he charge the favor of this lonely Zhao Xing, which is more accounting?

It's a math problem, I don't understand it, but I need to learn it.