Turning a street corner, a group of people sat in a group and craned their necks to look inside, and the people behind kept sticking into the pile.

"What do you see? Get lost! The patrol wielded its scabbard and drove away the onlookers.

"How can you beat someone?" A girl's voice could be heard from the crowd.

"Those who refuse to cut their braids are spies full of dogs! You deserve to be killed! A young man's voice rang out from the crowd.

"Master, open your eyes! If you have three longs and two shorts, let's live together! A middle-aged woman cried at the top of her throat.

"Whatever the reason, it's just not right to hit someone!"

Chai Dongliang only then knew that there was a dispute over cutting braids. However, I have never given an order to cut my braids!

With a strong grip on his two arms, he squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, and the people in front of him turned their heads and glared at him.

"No matter how nosy, I'll fight with you!" The patrol threatened with a scabbard.

"Hurry up and save people, do you still have a little human taste?" The girl seemed very anxious, and her voice was hoarse.

Chai Dongliang felt that this voice seemed to be somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it all of a sudden.

It was easy to separate the crowd, Chai Dongliang squeezed into the inner circle, and saw a village woman holding a thin man crying, the man lying motionless on the ground, and the mouth on his head was still bleeding.

Several patrolmen stood with two young men in student uniforms, students holding a large pair of scissors in their hands.

"Hurry up and save people!" The girl turned her back to Chai Dongliang, almost pleading.

"Little girl, I think you are tired of life, dare to hinder the uncle's errand!" A black-faced patrolman swung his scabbard at the girl.

With a "snap", the girl didn't have time to dodge, the scabbard was hitting her forehead, she didn't even snort, she fell straight backwards. Chai Dongliang hurriedly took a step forward and held her up.

The girl's petite body fell into Chai Dongliang's arms, blood gushing from her forehead. It's so familiar! Chai Dongliang was taken aback, isn't this the girl from Wuhu who went to Anqing with Wu Meiqi to send military salaries? That girl who looks almost exactly the same as her book friend Xiaofang! It seems to be called Mo Xiaolian? They finished drawing in the Military Advisory Office, and then returned to Wuhu from Anqing on the same boat as themselves!

"You can see clearly, this is the end of hindering the patrol and arrest errand!" The black-faced patrol danced his scabbard and proudly demonstrated to the people around him.

"Who gave you the power to do whatever you wanted!" Chai Dongliang was furious,

The black-faced patrol raised his chin, looked at Chai Dongliang with his nostrils, and said with a smile: "Who didn't clamp your crotch and exposed you?" ”

Several patrols around laughed wildly at the same time. "Is this little white face the chick's husband? Hold it tight enough! ”

"Look at this kid's smooth skin, he's a good man!"

Chai Dong's bright seven orifices were smoking, and his original clever mouth trembled, and he didn't say a word for a long time. The foul language of the patrolmen annoyed him completely! He pulled the pistol out of his belt.

Before the black-faced patrol could react, the muzzle of the black hole was already on the chin!

"Heroes spare their lives!" The black-faced patrolman's knees were weak, and he didn't even say a hard word, so he knelt down directly.

"A good man spares his life!" The patrolmen fell to their knees.

Chai Dongliang put his arms around the unconscious Mo Xiaolian with one hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Scold, continue to scold!" I'll see if it's your mouth that's powerful, or Lao Tzu's pistol! ”

Seeing someone pulling out a gun, the people who watched the excitement immediately dispersed, and Gao Ming squeezed in.

"Quick, get a car and get the injured person to the doctor!" Chai Dongliang commanded.

Gao Ming hurriedly ran out again, and after a while, two mule carts were driven over, and along with the carts, there were also a few new army inspectors with armbands.

The officer headed by him had thick eyebrows and small eyes, it was none other than Fang Qingyu, he saw Chai Dongliang, and his feet snapped together: "Salute!" ”

Chai Dongliang was still holding Mo Xiaolian in his arms, but he just nodded slightly as a courtesy. The inspector helped the thin man and Mo Xiaolian lying on the ground into the car and lay down, raised the long whip, and left after catching up with the car.

"Governor, what about these people?" Gao Ming asked.

Fang Qingyu's eyes emitted a cold light, and he interjected with a cruel smile: "Rectify the Fa on the spot!" ”

Hearing the word Du Du, the black-faced patrol was already frightened, as if he had struck his backbone, and collapsed into a pile of mud, and the other patrolmen kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Why kill us?" A young man with the emblem of Wuhu Public School said unconvinced.

"If you intend to hurt the Metropolitan Governor, it's cheap to kill you!" Fang Qingyu said coldly.

"Where have we hurt the Metropolitan Governor? You don't want to spew blood! The young man was angry and anxious, and the green tendons on his neck were bursting up.

Several inspectors rushed up and knocked down a few patrolmen, tied them up, and wanted to tie up the two middle school students.

Chai Dongliang waved his hand to stop it, then looked at the two students and said, "Who gave you the power to cut other people's braids on the street?" ”

"The Manchus enslaved us Han people for two hundred and sixty years, and all Han people with a conscience should cut off the pig's tail, which symbolizes humiliation, on the back of their heads! If you refuse to cut your braids, it must be Han Jian! Everybody gets it! Lord Governor, is the revolution also wrong? The young man's tone was impassioned, and as he spoke, he looked at the people around him, as if he were making a speech.

This kind of either/or, either-or, black-and-white way of thinking still exists even in the 21st century! This mode of thinking has caused too much harm on the land of China, and Chai Dongliang knows it very well.

For this kind of simple-minded and hot-blooded youth, it is really necessary to educate well!

Chai Dongliang suppressed his anger and said with a pleasant face: "What is the purpose of the revolution, do you know? ”

"Overthrow the Manchus and expel the Tatars!"

Chai Dong nodded and said, "Well, what else?" ”

"Fight for freedom!"

Chai Dongliang shook his head again and again: "Freedom? Do you know what freedom is? ”

The young man paused for a moment and said, "Freedom is to do whatever you want, do whatever you want!" ”

"Then it's your freedom to cut off other people's braids?"

"Of course!" The boy nodded.

"What if others don't want to?"

"Then destroy him!" The young man is unequivocal.

"It's not good to kill people!"

"The revolution needs!"

Chai Dongliang clasped his palms together and slapped his palms: "That's good!" ”

The teenager was encouraged, and his face was triumphant.

Syllable!

Chai Dongliang shook his hand, and a loud slap suddenly hit the young man's face, blinding him. Before he could react, Chai Dongliang kicked him in the stomach again and kicked him to the ground.

"Freedom is to do as you please? Well, it looks like I have the freedom to beat you! ”

The boy was frightened and annoyed, and his face turned red.

Chai Dongliang turned the pistol's revolver a few times, snapped it back and closed it, put it on the young man's forehead and said, "Then I killed you, you shouldn't have any complaints, right?" The revolution needs it! ”

The boy was really scared this time, and his body trembled like chaff.

"Scared?" Chai Dongliang stared at his eyes and said, "Just now, when you cut other people's braids and beat people, why didn't you know that you were afraid?" ”

The young man was forced to look at him by his eyes, and he bowed his head weakly and didn't dare to look at Chai Dongliang.

"Boy, the braid on the back of your head has been cut off, but the braid in your head is still there... The revolution is to let the people smash off the shackles on their bodies and let everyone be free! And this freedom has a boundary, that is, the freedom of others must not be harmed! Your freedom to do as you please is the shackles of others! The revolution is to smash the shackles that the Manchus put on the people's necks and liberate the people, not to make a heavier shackle on the people's necks! ”

Chai Dongliang smelled a scratching smell in the air, and then looked at the young man, there was a puddle of water stains on his pants, this guy was scared to pee!

"I want you to remember that no one has the right to deprive others of their lawful freedom, not even in the name of revolution or other noble names, even if it is a sin..." After Chai Dongliang finished speaking, he pouted at Fang Qingyu: "Let's go, let these two boys go, it wasn't they who beat people just now!" They're still kids, and they're just confused! ”

Fang Qingyu leaned into the young man's ear and lowered his voice: "Boy, it's cheap for you!" Don't do it in my hands in the future! ”

Chai Dongliang gradually walked away with the inspector, and the young man felt a burst of fear, and suddenly cried loudly.