Zhuang Sheng's dream is repeating what he experienced twenty-one years ago, but due to the disturbance of reality over the years, everything here has changed to a greater or lesser extent.

Since cutting his hair, his hair was too short to be combed into braids, Zhuang Sheng had to wear a drape and distribute it, and the news soon reached his father's ears, "Rebel, bastard seed, mongrel cake......" The old man walked over with a cane and staggered, scolding as he walked.

The former general was physically exhausted and exhausted by years of fighting, and under the torment of wind, frost, rain, snow, and scorching sun, his body and spirit were devastated, and the sequelae of the battle were tortured, and he was already in his fifties with half-white hair and wrinkled face.

"Take care, master......" A few housekeeper servants helped him walk crookedly.

"Don't kneel yet!" When the old man saw him like this, he was furious and rebuked angrily.

Although Zhuang Sheng felt wronged, his father's order could not be violated, so he had to kneel, and the little guy on the side was so frightened that his bones were soft, and he had already fallen on the ground and trembled, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

"Disloyal and unfilial piety, how can you learn the rebellious mustard style of those who only know nonsense!" The old man was so angry that he trembled, and he raised his crutches to beat him, but fortunately, the housekeeper kept comforting, and said, "The old man is angry, and his anger hurts his body......" The old man took care of his face, and he couldn't beat a master in front of the minions, so he scolded: "Give me to kneel in the ancestral hall!" ”

Zhuang Sheng got up and went over, but the little guy still didn't dare to move, "Allowing the young master to make such a big mistake, you can't be spared, you go and deal with it." The old man said to the butler.

In the ancestral hall.

Zhuang Sheng knelt, facing the ancestors and ancestors, and when the old man came in, he still didn't lose his breath, and he used his crutches to crutch him a few times. "The name of Zhuangmen's loyalty and goodness has been ruined by you, why did you come out of such a rebel, you don't want to be an official to slaughter, and you even get to the point of being reckless and reckless outside, cut your braids, are you still a child of the Qing Dynasty? You are ashamed of the grace of the mighty emperor, and you are ashamed of the ancestors and ancestors! ”

"Dad, the Great Qing Kingdom is dying." Zhuang Sheng raised his head and believed it.

"You...... What did you say? The old man slammed his crutches on the ground, "It's a big rebellion!" "** Raise your cane and hit him again.

Zhuang Sheng covered his head with his hands and lay down, "Dad, yesterday was October 10, 1911, three years after Xuantong, that is, last night, Wuchang Yishi raised the banner of uprising, and the uprising against the Qing Dynasty!" ”

The old man listened to his nonsense, and became even more angry, and just as he was about to fight, someone outside shouted: "Master, the palace is urgent."

The old man panicked for a while, thinking that he had ignored the government and politics, and now that the palace was in a hurry at this time, could it be that something big had happened? He didn't hesitate, and he didn't care about Zhuang Sheng, he immediately went out of the ancestral hall to wear official uniforms and hats, and entered the palace in a sedan chair. Zhuang Sheng didn't get his father's order, so he had to still kneel, the twilight was dim, there was no one, and he was sleepy.

Old Man Zhuang returned in the evening, with a solemn expression, and still went to the ancestral hall. When Zhuang Sheng heard the voice, he immediately straightened his waist and shook his spirits. Although the old man saw that he was abiding by the rules, he did not dare to disobey his father's orders, but there was even greater anger in his heart, which burned his good impression of Zhuang Sheng to ashes, "I just want you to be unscrupulous and reckless, I didn't think that you actually colluded with the rebel party to plot rebellion, you are a Qing sinner...... The old man was so angry that his face was flushed, his feet kicked on the ground, he shook his body, and he couldn't breathe.

"What do you say? I don't, Dad. Zhuang Sheng defended that he tried to stand up with his legs, but his knees were stiff and painful, forcing him not to move, but he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and tried his best to stand up, bent his knees, and supported the old man.

"Who made you stand up! If you hadn't been associated with the rebels, how would you have known that they had done so last night! Your news is faster than a telegram from the imperial court? Zhuang Sheng still knelt down, speechless. He only thought that he had a long, vivid dream, long enough to encompass a lifetime, real as if it were a personal experience, but it was intermittent, incomplete, and even like fragments. And when he casually told what he had learned in his dream, he found that these things had actually happened.

The old man saw that he was silent, thinking that the matter was true, and all thoughts were lost, but there was only this one son, if the eldest son was still there, if he was still young, he would not care if he died a hundred times, the old man was angry, but calmed down, and commanded: "Look at your appearance of people and ghosts, in recent days, without my words, you are not allowed to go out of the house, and you are not allowed to see people, and tonight you kneel in front of your ancestors until dawn, think about it." ”

Zhuang Sheng didn't dare to disobey and knelt in pain.