Chapter 145: The Great Fool

I dream that one day this nation will stand up and truly live up to the true meaning of its creed: "We believe that truth is self-evident and that all men are created equal." ”

I dream that one day, on the top of Lingyun Peak, the children of the poor will be able to sit with the children of the family and share the brotherhood.

I dream that one day my children will live in a country where they will be judged not by their origins, but by their character.

I dream of a day when the valleys will rise and the mountains will fall, and the rough and winding road will become a smooth road, and the holy light will be revealed and full of the world..."

Qin Hao stood on top of the city, foaming at the mouth, impassionedly flickering, oh no, it was a speech.

And the content of the speech was a speech by Martin, a black civil rights leader on the planet, "I Have a Dream".

Of course, it is impossible for Qin Hao to remember the entire original text, he only remembered the essence of the part, and then interspersed with some ** concepts, so that after artistic processing, it became his speech.

As for why the concept of ** is proposed, there is no way to do it, and when he decided to build a counter-force, he had already denied the line of taking the grassroots people, and even denied the existence of the position of the emperor.

Although everyone wants to do it, it is a hot potato, and not everyone can play it.

Think about the famous emperors in Chinese history, Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Tang Taizong, Tang Xuanzong and so on, these people can be regarded as masterpieces of the ages, but who can sit in such a position as the emperor.

Either this courtier wants to rebel, or that son wants to usurp the throne, like the Tang Dynasty, he is even more cheating, and directly produced an iron lady Wu Zetian, who almost wiped out the entire Li royal family.

It can be said that the emperor's house in the feudal period of China is simply the darkest and dirtiest place in the world, with intrigue and intrigue that cannot be prevented, and the entanglement of interests in it is not clear.

Those emperors of the ages have not solved this kind of problem, Qin Hao will not think that he will be able to suppress these problems, he still has this self-knowledge.

It can be seen that the feudal system itself has fatal flaws, so Qin Hao did not choose the feudal system, otherwise he would not know that he would be killed by his own people with his IQ.

And the reason why I chose ** is because it is so contagious, and its core is two words - freedom and equality.

This is something that no one can get around, and if these two things are stimulated, then the power of their explosion is absolutely terrifying.

Just like why those Western countries on the earth are afraid of the ** red regime, it is not because of freedom and equality, which shows how terrifying the hidden power is.

No matter what kind of force, its most basic component is at the grassroots level, and for the general system, the grassroots personnel are always the class that is exploited, that is, the proletariat.

What Qin Hao wants to fight for is this class, which will be his foundation.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance, even if it is not resisting now, but the seeds of resistance have been planted, and sooner or later it will grow into a towering tree.

And Qin Hao's choice of place to give a speech this time was also very particular, standing on top of the high city, coupled with the increase of Xuan Qi's voice, even if the voice spread out for more than ten miles, it could still be heard clearly, so that naturally the people of the God of War tribe could hear it.

The barbarian women and children who were originally gobbling up the big bowl didn't care at first, but gradually their attention was attracted by the words that were spreading, and they listened to the words coming down the wind while eating.

Zhan Wuhuang, who was standing on a boulder, looked at the man in the distance with a pair of beautiful eyes, and the thoughts in his heart were difficult to calm for a long time, and then he looked at the yellow-faced and thin-skinned clansmen, and a look of determination finally appeared on his pretty face.

The few elders who were enjoying the dishes in the middle tent smiled disdainfully after hearing Qin Hao's words, and they didn't pay attention to it at all.

It is also true that as elders, they have never been oppressed and exploited at all, and naturally they cannot understand the preciousness of freedom and equality, which also lays the foundation for their future failures.

"I know it's hard to realize this dream, but I'm not struggling alone, I firmly believe that there will be many people around me who have the same dream as me to struggle, are you willing to fight for this dream with me?"

Silence, deathly silence!

Although there were more than 100,000 people gathered below, they were all shocked by Qin Hao's advanced speech at the moment.

The people who can stand here are basically ordinary people, even the children of those families are in a position of being exploited, and they are basically living in such a mess all their lives, and they want to have a bright day, unless the sun comes out in the west.

Dreams, they also have, but they have been crushed by this cruel world early.

At this moment, as soon as Qin Hao's words were spoken, they naturally remembered the dream they had buried in their hearts, and at the same time, they were deeply unwilling.

The eyes of the barbarians of the God of War tribe were full of confusion in their eyes, and the originally delicious meal tasted like chewing wax at the moment.

Although the barbarians are straightforward, it does not mean that they are stupid, they also want to be free and equal.

And Qin Hao's words hit the softest part of their hearts, and it opened a door to their hearts that they had never opened.

Seeing that no one responded for a long time, the corners of Qin Hao's mouth twitched slightly, and then asked Ma Wencai on the side in a low voice, "Wencai, what about the trust you arranged?"

"Uh... This, maybe they were also shocked by your words, Brother Hao, right?" Ma Wencai, who had just come back to his senses, wiped the cold sweat on his head and said with a dry smile.

And what Ma Wencai said was right, those Tuo were indeed shocked by Qin Hao's words, so much so that they forgot that they were Tuo's identity.

"Damn!" Privately raised a middle finger towards Marven Cai, and then swept the expressions on the faces of those people below, Qin Hao continued to shout loudly: "Why don't you speak? Don't you have dreams? Or you have dreams but don't dare to say it, let alone do it." ”

"Maybe it's because of the lack of this courage that you will live so badly, our parents and grandparents lack this courage so they sleep in the ground with regrets, do you still have to step on the old path of your ancestors, and die with regrets, do you want to see your children and grandchildren continue to regret this?"

"Sue me, are you willing!" Qin Hao shouted loudly.

Silence, silence again, only this time the silence lasted only a short time before it was broken by an old but loud voice.

"I don't want to, the old man doesn't want to die!"

Following the prestige, I saw a rickety old man standing there, the old man's left leg was only half amputated, and he could only stand on crutches, but the old face was full of unwilling looks.

"Poof!"

Maybe it was because he was too excited, or maybe the old man himself was seriously ill, and after roaring, he directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and then his body slowly fell backwards.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? Dad!" The son beside the old man hurriedly held his father and shook the old man's body anxiously.

"Son, I'm unwilling, unwilling!" the old man looked up to the sky and shouted unwillingly, obviously there must be a sad story behind this.

"Dad, I understand. The old man's son cried out.

"No, you don't understand. The old man grabbed his son's palm tightly and said: "Son, my father has been like this in this life, but you are different, you still have a future, you can't be a lifelong wreck like me, and my grandson who is about to be born, you promise me not to let him be a wreck again, promise me!"

The old man stared at his son, an abnormal ruddy color began to appear on his old face, and his breathing gradually weakened, but the old man still insisted, he was waiting for his son's answer.

"I promise you, father, that I will get ahead and train your grandson to be a talent!" the old man's son replied firmly, as if realizing that his father's time was running out.

"Good, good, good!" After receiving his son's reply, the old man shouted three good words, and then lost his life, but there was a smile on his face.

"Daddy!" Seeing his father swallow his last breath, the old man's son immediately let out a heart-rending roar.

"Bang!"

A figure jumped down from the top of the city and landed heavily on the ground, making a muffled bang, but everyone looked at Qin Hao, who had just spoken.

With this change, it is naturally impossible for Qin Hao to continue to stand at the head of the city, so he will not be scolded to death.

Walking quickly to the side of the father and son, Qin Hao sensed the old man's mental fluctuations that had completely dissipated, and then patted the old man's son on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "This big brother, please mourn!"

Being slapped by Qin Hao, the old man's son stood up, looked at Qin Hao gratefully, and then shouted to the people around him: "Today my father went, although I was very sad, but I was also very happy, because my father went away with a smile, this is the first time I have seen a smile on my father's face since I was a child." ”

Speaking of this, the old man's son looked at his father who was smiling, took a deep breath, and shouted in a louder voice: "So today I also want to shout out my unwillingness, I, Zhao Qing, also have a dream! ”

Hearing this, Qin Hao's heart moved.

He had heard of the title of the Waste One Pulse, which seemed to be a side branch bloodline of the Zhao family, because of the special physique, it was difficult to produce Xuan Qi, and there were no exercises and resources, which made it even more difficult to cultivate the Xuan Qi, so it was nicknamed the Waste One Pulse.

It is conceivable that this vein must have been miserable in the Zhao family, no wonder the old man had such a huge unwillingness before he died.

As the saying goes, people fight for a breath of Buddha to receive a pillar of incense, and this breath is sometimes more important than anything else.

Nodding, Qin Hao said loudly: "Zhao Qing and his father have already said the dream in their hearts, so what about you?"

At this time, a girl with a little girl on her back came to Qin Hao's side, and asked with hope on her dirty little face: "I also have a dream, I dream that my sister can get better, and she doesn't have to continue to lie in bed and suffer from illness, can you help me realize this dream? I didn't ask you to help me for nothing, I will do many things, I will wash clothes, cook, wipe..."

Qin Hao stopped the girl's words, touched the little head, and said with a smile: "Your sister is not sick, but there is too much yin qi in her body, as long as she basks in the sun more, or cultivates appropriate exercises." ”

Qin Hao's eyesight is not bad now, he can see at a glance what the little girl is wrong with, this is a relatively rare physique, and the problem is not very big.

"Everyone has the courage to say their dreams when they are so young, so what about you, aren't you even as good as a little girl?" Qin Hao shouted again.

And this time, the tuos that Marven had just arranged finally remembered their tasks, and then immediately said their dreams out loud.

With these supporters taking the lead, others also spoke out their dreams, and more and more people said this, and soon more than 100,000 people present were mobilized, either shouting out their dreams, or responding positively.

At this moment, these people have faded away from their original numbness, and their faces are full of joy of rebirth and full of vitality.

"Okay, tomorrow the city lord will start preparing for the construction of the new city, and will also recruit suitable personnel to form a new city guard, this will be your chance to realize your dreams, and the newly built city will be named the city of freedom!" Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, Qin Hao said this sentence loudly.