Zhou Zhonghong's question really made Zhang Fan stunned for a moment.

As a person with modern thinking, shouldn't he let the people live a good life on the premise of ensuring his quality of life?

"Why does being good to the people necessarily mean having a plan?"

Zhang Fan took a sip of tea slightly, and sighed with some meaning in his tone.

“......”

Hearing this answer, Zhou Zhonghong's body couldn't help but tremble.

Before asking this question, he thought of countless answers, some of which may be for the sake of the people's hearts, and some for prestige, but in any case, those who are good to the people, they still have some intentions, even if such attempts are nothing to the people.

But now Zhang Fan's answer really made him a little unexpected.

Do you need a reason to be good to the people?

Is it necessary to have a plan for the good of the people?

At this moment, Zhou Zhonghong became curious about the person in front of him for the first time.

He wanted to know what kind of family environment could give birth to a peculiar person like Zhang Fan.

Not for the people, not for prestige, not for return, just simply good for the people.

Da Ze helps the world, that's all it says.

"I know, maybe what I said is something that you can't understand, because no one will do some good deeds for free, either for fame or profit, I can be regarded as having a plan, and the picture is just a peace of mind."

Zhang Fan stood up unhurriedly and looked at the clear sky outside the hall,

Blue sky and white clouds, bright and clear, how can this kind of scenery not make people happy.

"I want to have peace of mind...," Zhou Zhonghong muttered constantly.

"Look at those people, those refugees, those poor people, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, which of them is not a poor person, which one is not trying his best to live, I ask myself if I am not a good person, but if I have spare power, I am still willing to reach out and help,

If you ask me what I want from them, then I can only tell you that I don't ask them to remember my kindness, nor how high my prestige can stand in their hearts, but I only ask for a clear conscience, and if I have the ability but can't help, then maybe I will live in this guilt and shadow for the rest of my life.

I don't like that feeling and I don't want that to happen. ”

Listening to Zhang Fan's explanation, Zhou Zhonghong couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and the other party's words really shocked him.

Worthy of the heart!

Such a simple reason, but at this moment it seems extremely heavy.

After being silent for a long time, Zhou Zhonghong bowed respectfully to Zhang Fan: "The thoughts of the son make the old man feel a lot of emotion, but I don't understand, why do you have to take such an extreme path since you are so ambitious?"

If you are a ruler, you will surely be able to bless the people, so why do you have to do such disobedient acts? ”

Listening to Zhou Zhonghong's questioning, Zhang Fan smiled lightly and said: "The massacre of Jinan, the Manchu army killed 5,000 Han people, the Guanzhi massacre, killed 7,000 people, the three massacres in Jiading, nearly 100,000 people, and the 10th day in Yangzhou, nearly 800,000 Han people were killed and wounded.

On the 81st day of Jiangyin, more than 97,000 people died in the city, more than 75,000 people died outside the city, and only 53 people in Jiangyin survived hiding on the temple tower to save their lives.

The Sichuan Massacre, the Jinhua Massacre, the Jingxian Massacre, the Ganzhou Massacre, the Tong'an Massacre... There are no less than 10 million Han people who have killed me with dogs, how can you let me swallow this kind of blood feud? And how can you let me go to the Manchus as slaves under such circumstances?

Speaking of which, I would like to ask you, what face do you think you are going to take to meet the ancestors and ancestors below and the souls who died under the sword of the dog? ”

Zhang Fan's words were like a sharp blade that penetrated his heart into Zhou Zhonghong's heart, and he naturally knew about these massacres.

But what can he do?

He is just a literati, he can't lift his hands or shoulders, let alone lift the three-foot Qingfeng.

What he can do is to be a clean official who is the master of the people and benefit the party.

Who doesn't want to avenge a blood feud? But how to report it?

"But have you ever wondered what the people think? Years of war, from Geerdan, Wu Sangui, Zhu Sanzi, and Taiwan, these years of continuous warfare have already made the people miserable, if you restart the war at this time, I'm afraid..."

Zhou Zhonghong's tone was tragic and solemn, although he did not finish speaking, but the meaning was very clear.

If the general trend has been set today, and the people have long been tired of the days of war and chaos all day long, now that the Qing Dynasty has ruled the world, it is the time when the day of peace and security has come, if the war is restarted at this time, I am afraid that it will be directly opposed by the people of the world.

"So... What does this have to do with me? ”

Zhang Fan said, and suddenly glanced at Zhou Zhonghong with deep meaning.

"You..." Hearing this, Zhou Zhonghong remembered that the person in front of him seemed to have never cared what the people would think of him.

In fact, Zhang Fan also knew that if the timing of the rebellion was discussed, it was not a good choice during the Yongzheng period.

At this time, the world was peaceful, and everyone did not say that they could eat enough, but it was much stronger than the perennial war.

But he can't help it, who made him appear in this era, if you have to get to the bottom of it, then it can only be said that Yongzheng was unlucky to meet himself.

If you really choose to forbear for the sake of the so-called peace in the world, then you don't need others to say about yourself, Zhang Fan alone can die of depression.

As the saying goes, if you really live like this, then what face do you have to meet those traverser predecessors?

Anyway, it's nothing more than being scolded, and it's not that I haven't been scolded in my previous life, and I won't lose a piece of meat.

"I see..."

Seeing Zhang Fan's resolute expression, Zhou Zhonghong understood at this moment that he would never persuade him.

This kind of blood feud, any bloody man will not endure it, he didn't have the strength in the past, but if he has the strength, who doesn't want revenge?

"So, can you tell me your answer now?"

Zhang Fan looked at Zhou Zhonghong and asked.

Looking at the expectant look in Zhang Fan's eyes, Zhou Zhonghong smiled bitterly and said: "If the old man really agrees, then if you fail at that time, my whole family will be buried with you..."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan thought that the other party was about to refuse, but at this moment, the other party changed his words and said:

"But if the old man doesn't agree, then I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of this house, and I'll die both horizontally and vertically anyway, so I'll go crazy with you today, and rebel by making my own records... It's the first time. ”

Zhou Zhonghong said at the end, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.

If you can be Hanchen, who wants to be a lackey?

Zhou Zhonghong actually understood that Zhang Fan would not kill himself, and this excuse was not so much for Zhang Fan as for him to convince himself.