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Hong Renkong has been the only private school teacher in the village for more than a month, and the villagers have gradually recognized his ability, and gradually, all the slightly wealthier families have sent their children to Hong Renkong to study.

Therefore, Hong Renkong can be regarded as having some income.

In this regard, Hong Renkong's father was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, thinking that there was light on his ancestors!

In the courtyard of the Hong family.

The members of the Hong family are all there, Hong Renkong's father Hong Guoyou is sitting on a stone chair, and next to him are his two brothers, Hong Renfa and Hong Renda, and in the front, Hong Renkong and Hong Xuanjiao are standing.

"Kun'er, why is it so solemn today, calling everyone here?" Hong Guoyou asked, he now attaches great importance to his youngest son, don't look at his young age, but he feels a mature and steady atmosphere from Hong Guoyou.

Therefore, when Hong Renkong wanted the family to gather once, Hong Guoyou agreed without hesitation.

"Brother Kun, it turns out that you gathered everyone!" Hong Renkong's eldest brother Hong Renfa was a little surprised, he thought that his father had some kind of teaching!

"Today," Hong Renkong's sonorous voice came out, "I want to announce two things. ”

"Oh? What is my son going to announce? Hong Guoyou said with a smile, very supportive of his youngest son.

"First, from today onwards, my name is Hong Xiuquan, and I am no longer Hong Renkun, so don't use this clan name for the time being!" Hong Renkong's voice was firm, full of domineering, and could not be ignored.

Rumble!

The scene fell silent, and everyone looked at this child who was only ten years old in amazement.

Changing the name, this is a big taboo, and it is generally not allowed without the consent of the parents.

However, Hong Renkong said it so magnificently.

Although Hong Guoyou is a farmer, after all, he was born in a farming family and went to private school for a few years when he was a child, he was first stunned, and then shocked, "I am the king of people!" ”

"What, what does Father mean?" Hong Renfa was puzzled and asked.

"Xiuquan, split into the four characters of 'He', 'Nai', 'people', and 'Wang', and 'He' is homophonic to 'me', your brother is determined to be the king of people!"

Quiet, deathly silence, the whole courtyard was plunged into an eerie atmosphere.

Long!

Hong Ren turned up, looked around, and actually slammed the door back in broad daylight, and then turned around.

"Brother Kun, you can't talk nonsense! It's going to kill your head. ”

This is an era of strict hierarchies, serious contradictions between the peasant class and the aristocratic class, and it is difficult for the people at the bottom to get ahead.

For a moment, all eyes were on the ten-year-old child, waiting for his next step.

Hearing this, the young man Hong Renkong's expression remained unchanged, he looked at the sky, and a general trend arose, and he said solemnly: "Hold the right to kill the Qiankun, cut the evil and leave the right to solve the people's suspense." The eyes pass through the northwest rivers and mountains, and the sonic boom is on the southeast side of the sun and moon.

Today, there are kings and mediocre kings, and traitors are in charge. As an official, opium smoking, gambling is commonplace, feasting is extravagant, and the people are fished and fleshed; For the people, they pay taxes harshly, swaying and burdening, mourning all over the wilderness, and starvation becomes the wind.

In such a society, the people are suffering and in dire straits, and today I have the ambition to do it, vowing to be the king of the world, and lead the masses to a Taiping Heavenly Kingdom where everyone is equal and the workers and peasants themselves are the masters of their own affairs. ”

Hong Renkong did it in one go, confiding all the thoughts in his heart, and even used all the poems that Hong Xiuquan used to describe his ambitions. Because he felt a sense of urgency, the Opium War had not yet broken out, and it was the time for him to gather his strength, otherwise, when the great powers invaded, he would face more than one enemy.

So, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to start with his own people.

Formulate!

After all, this is the person he can trust the most.

In the dead courtyard, the Hong family was shocked.

They had never heard of these remarks, they had never thought about it, but today they were so impassionedly said by their younger brother (son), and their shock can be imagined.

"Third brother, I support you!" Hong Renkong was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the first person to support him was his sister Hong Xuanjiao, and he showed a hint of relief.

In fact, thanks to what he said when he first met Hong Xuanjiao, at this moment, Hong Xuanjiao's heart was rushing, and she was extremely shocked.

No wonder my brother said that last time, he had such majestic ambitions. Hong Xuanjiao thought about it secretly, and supported her brother without much hesitation, and she was also full of yearning for the heavenly kingdom that Hong Renkong said that everyone was equal.

"Brother Kun, my brother is not as talented as you, but my brother thinks what you said is very reasonable, and I support you." Hong Xuanjiao's leadership seems to have worked, and after her, Hong Renfa and Hong Renda have exported their support.

At this moment, Hong Guoyou was the only one left who was silent.

Hong Renkong was a little nervous, Hong Guoyou's attitude was the most important, he was afraid that Hong Guoyou would veto it and completely knock his ideas back to their original shape.

There was another silence, and just when Hong Renkong was worried, Hong Guoyou finally opened his mouth.

"Kun'er, what are your plans? If you just have a dream, it is certainly worthy of praise, but it is just a fantasy, and it will cause disaster! ”

Hearing this, Hong Renkong is awe-inspiring, worthy of being a father, thinking far-reaching, and doing things steadily and spicy. At the same time, he was a little surprised, there is not much description of Hong Guoyou in this history, but this is also a talent!

"Father" Hong Renkong said solemnly: "Father thinks about it, but please rest assured that my son has already thought of a plan!" ”

"Oh!" Hong Guoyou was really surprised this time, at first, when he heard his youngest son's words, he was also a little surprised, surprised by his youngest son's radicalism and breadth of knowledge, but now he was really thundered.

It seems that he still underestimated the thoughts of his youngest son!

"Kun'er, what do you think? How about talking to the Father? ”

"Yes" Hong Renkong arched his hand, his expression was serious, and his mind fell into memories.

"Daoguang Period" Hong Renkong said a word, Hong Guoyou suddenly looked stunned, his son opened his mouth indifferently, and directly said the name of the contemporary emperor, but he did not respect it at all, which was extremely surprising to him.

Hong Guoyou was awe-inspiring and motioned for his son to continue.

"The rule of officials was seriously corrupted, social diseases such as opium, gambling, and banquets were prevalent, and the Han people were treated unequally, and there were deep contradictions with the Manchus. Coupled with the land annexation policy of the imperial court, the people were miserable and suppressed for a long time.

Therefore, the peasant movement is about to come in a storm, and it only needs a fuse to break out in an all-round way. ”

Hong Renkong talked eloquently, which made Hong Guoyou so shocked that his eyes were about to bulge, he couldn't believe that his ten-year-old son could analyze the entire Qing Dynasty so thoroughly.

"And this is the current situation of the Qing Dynasty, and the peasant movement is already forced by the general trend."

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