In the cold winter of Sanjiu, in the back garden of the Huang family, the snowflakes are flying, and several plum trees in the corner of the wall are blooming on the branches, and the fragrance is bursting.

"Anzhi, you're here.

Seeing Wang Heyao coming in, Huang Zongxi, who was admiring the plum blossoms, straightened up.

"Plum blossoms in the snow, Mr. is so interested!"

Wang Heyao took a few steps forward and bowed.

"The student has seen sir!"

It's the end of the year soon, but I don't know what Huang Zongxi asked him to come over, what the hell is going on?

"An Zhi, you are a "student" in your mouth, but you were a "Xu official" at the beginning, and now you are going to join the army, you are no longer a scholar. ”

Huang Zongxi looked at Wang Heyao with sharp eyes.

This young man seems to be different from others.

"Sir, a real scholar has the world in mind, both civil and military, not a sour Confucian who has no power to tie the chicken and has a poor head. The six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, mathematics, archery, and royalty are all necessary for a gentleman, and this is the real reader. ”

Wang Heyao smiled softly and asked rhetorically.

"Don't you think so, sir?"

Huang Zongxi himself is good at fighting, and his son Huang Baijia is a master of internal boxing.

"The old man's opinion is insignificant, and it is not worth mentioning."

Huang Zongxi's eyes turned to the plum blossoms blooming in the courtyard, and his tone was low, indescribably gloomy.

"The overall situation has been decided, how can the power of individuals shake thousands of mountains? Counting nine cold winters, even if there are these plum blossoms blooming, but the dead branches and cold trees, but looking at the four seas, abound. ”

Huang Zongxi's words made the fire in Wang Heyao's heart burst out all of a sudden.

"Sir, no matter how long the winter is, it will pass. What's more, how many Han people and banner people are there in the world? Now that Wu Sangui has risen, the world is shaking, and he is just taking advantage of the situation to return China to the right path. The gentleman's words are too pessimistic, and the students dare not agree! ”

Wang Heyao was angry, but couldn't help but be suspicious.

Huang Zongxi called him over, wouldn't he complain to him?

"Wu Sangui Pifu, the eyes of the rat are narrow, and it is difficult to achieve great things. What's more, the war is raging and the people of Li are suffering, so why bother? ”

Huang Zongxi still looked at the plum blossoms in the corner, seemed to be counting, and did not listen to Wang Heyao's words.

"To put China on the right track, this is a labor pain that must be experienced. What's more, the mountains and rivers have been turbulent, just take advantage of the situation. Wu Sangui and his husband dare to resist, do we, the so-called loyal people, want to shrink back? ”

The so-called loyal people?

Huang Zongxi's old face turned red and smiled wryly.

He has shaved his hair and shrunk his head, is he still a so-called loyal person?

"Wang Heyao, what are you spewing feces all over your mouth? Daddy, why did you bring him in again? ”

I don't know when, Huang Baijia appeared, his face full of anger.

"Get out!"

Huang Zongxi's face immediately darkened.

"Dad, a milky maniac, why do you bother with him? Just let him get out! ”

Huang Baijia did not give up, and his face was full of grievances.

Father has been looking for this madman again and again, is he old and confused?

"You're just a coward without bones. Who are you to talk to me? ”

Huang Zongxi hadn't spoken yet, Wang Heyao had already said word by word with a gloomy face.

"Wang Heyao, you ......"

Huang Baijia was annoyed and angry, pointed at Wang Heyao, and wanted to fight back, but he couldn't speak.

"Your inner fist has been practiced on the dog!"

Wang Heyao turned his head, his face was pale, and he bowed.

"Mr. Lizhou, don't speculate for more than half a sentence, I'm leaving!"

Wang Heyao turned around and was about to leave.

No matter how good the fists and feet are, there are no bones, and they are not a waste snack.

"Anzhi, stay!"

Huang Zongxi faced Huang Baijia, his eyes widened angrily, and he almost roared.

"Rebel, get out!"

After Huang Zongxi finished roaring, he took a few steps forward and grabbed Wang Heyao's arm.

"Anzhi, don't be like him. Don't you have that stomach yet? ”

He turned his head, looked at his red-faced son, and smiled coldly.

"Why, do you want me, an old man, to kneel and ask you out?"

"Daddy, the child is gone! Retire the child! ”

Huang Baijia was sweating profusely, he glared at Wang Heyao, who had cold eyes, and retreated in a panic.

"Sir, the student is arrogant, sir, forgive me!"

Wang Heyao bowed and bowed, his tone sincere.

"Sir can be driven out of the city, why bother so much? Although he is reckless, what he says is from the bottom of his heart. If it makes Mr. uncomfortable, Mr. forgive me! ”

Even how disappointed and indignant he was in his heart, after calming down, Wang Heyao felt ridiculous for his recklessness.

Time passes, the years fade, and ambition will pass away with the years. Not everyone dares to start all over again. This is a gamble with life, the life of a family!

Especially Huang Zongxi, who has a big family and a big business, filial sons and grandchildren, and a group of children, it is even more difficult to choose.

"Anzhi, it seems that you have a deep prejudice against dogs!"

Huang Zongxi's face returned to its original calmness.

"Sir, where does the Huang family's family business come from?"

Wang Heyao's question made Huang Zongxi stunned. It seems that he didn't understand the meaning of Wang Heyao's words.

"Anzhi, you have something to say."

"Mr. and Xianzun are both former Ming courtiers, and everything in the Huang family comes from the previous dynasty. It can also be said that the three brothers Huang's brocade clothes and jade food today are all from the previous dynasty. If he was a small person, could he have a field like the Huang family? ”

As Wang and Yao spoke, the fire grew louder again.

As a person with vested interests, how hateful it is to be so jealous and alienated from people who cherish the ancient country!

"As a remnant of the previous dynasty, benefiting from the previous dynasty, it is the duty of human beings to cherish their homeland, and at least they should not slander those who admire the previous dynasty. Huang San's actions are not in agreement. ”

Wang Heyao bowed.

"I'm in the middle of the rebellion, Mr. should let me go down."

"Sir" was replaced by "below", and he already showed his attitude.

It really doesn't make sense for others to gamble with their entire family's lives. However, he also does not tolerate insults from others.

These so-called scholars, what are loyal to the monarch and patriotic, and what is for the benefit of one party, are all soft bones of flies and dogs, and they are ruined by the Ming Dynasty.

"Madness?"

Huang Zongxi shook his head, looked at Wang Heyao, and sighed.

"An Zhi, if all the Han people in the world are as bloody as you, how can the Manchu Qing enter the customs? If the Han people have one heart, I am afraid that this great river north and south has already been Zhu Mingxia. The hearts of the people are scattered, but it is difficult to take them back. ”

Huang Zongxi's words made Wang Heyao stunned for a while.

"In that case, why did the gentleman want to see him?"

If you are already disheartened, why let yourself come? The left and right are not all the way, so why do you have to get together?

"Anzhi, the old man sees that you are a talent, and he doesn't want you to lose your life at a young age. Today, the long tassel is in hand, when will the dragon be bound? You have ambitions and talents, but you have no money and food, and you have no horses, so you can only start things in a hurry, and in the end you can only be Yuanjia Caocao, seal the wolf Juxu, and win the Canghuang Beigu. ”

Huang Zongxi's words were gentle and his eyes were sincere, which made Wang Heyao stunned again.

I made a poem by myself, but I didn't expect that in a short time, Yuyao knew everything.

"Anzhi, the old man advises you again, don't be obsessed with anything to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore your sight, accept the reality, and be at peace with what happens."

Huang Zongxi was not angry at Wang Heyao's presumptuousness, but persuaded him bitterly.

"Sir, do you know the difference between you and me?"

Wang Heyao shook his head and asked softly.

knew that the other party was working hard, but Wang Heyao didn't appreciate it.

Just because the other party is Huang Zongxi, Huang Zongxi of Wenzong in the world. Others can be muddy and happy with what happens, but he can't.

"I really don't know. You talk about it, the old man listens. ”

Huang Zongxi was also stunned.

"First, there is a way out for the gentleman, but there is no way out. The reason for this may be told later in the future. ”

Wang Heyao said softly, his eyes blazing.

"Second, I was born stubborn under the bottom, and I didn't look back when I hit the south wall. Things are man-made, and they change their lives against the sky. Third, I like challenges and difficult things the most. The harder it is, the more I like it. ”

Wang Heyao said it word by word, and every word was heartfelt.

"For example, the rivers and mountains of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, even if it is like an iron bucket, it will be smashed below!"

"Farewell!"

Wang Heyao turned around and left, no longer staying.

If he stays any longer, he is really worried that he will run away.

The world-renowned Huang Zongxi and Mr. Lizhou disappointed him too much.

Are all the loyal and righteous people in this world dead?

Huang Zongxi returned to the house, looking lonely, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky outside the window.

The kettle on the coal stove was "fluttering" and steaming, but Huang Zongxi ignored it and ignored it.

"Daddy, that Wang Heyao, you don't need to be like him."

Huang Baijia came in, lifted the kettle, added a cup of tea to his father, and persuaded his father.

The father also planned to accept Wang and Yao as disciples and give them silver taels. Fortunately, there was no negotiation, the silver was saved, and the trouble was gone.

"Zhu Guo, do you know what you are different from him?"

Huang Zongxi turned his head, his face was calm, and he looked at his son.

Sixty ears, he is already sixty-five years old, long past the age of competitiveness and strong blood.

"What's missing?"

Huang Baijia seemed to be listening attentively to his father's words, but his heart was extremely awkward.

Isn't it a joke to compare yourself to a little kid and be inferior to each other? That Wang Heyao is just a poor megalomaniac.

"Will you make this thing?"

Huang Zongxi sat down and pointed to the coal stove and briquette.

"These tricks are indecent, and children naturally can't."

Huang Baijia's face turned red.

The coal stove and briquettes are simple and easy to use, and have been sold by fellow villagers to thousands of households in Yuyao County. He didn't expect that this thing was actually made by Wang Heyao.

"Tricks? To be able to unite knowledge and action and benefit the common people is a great good! ”

Huang Zongxi looked at his unconvinced son and snorted coldly.

"And that spear technique, he is not as good as you, but he can use it for offense and defense originally. Your inner fist has become purely a showcase. ”

"Daddy, the government doesn't allow me to practice boxing, what can I do?"

Huang Baijia retorted unconvinced.

"That kid dares to use it, because he is from the official mansion and has a high county order. My fists and feet are no worse than his! ”

"You and him, not only in vision, but also here."

Huang Zongxi pointed to the poem on the table, which was the poem "Qingping Le. Siming Mountain.

"It's just a poem, nothing remarkable!"

Huang Baijia glanced at it and muttered unconvinced.

What's the use of writing a few poems? What kind of storm can a poor boy with no power and no power set off?

"If you don't go to the Great Wall, you're not a hero...... Today, the long tassel is in hand, when will the dragon be bound? He is in the Dalan Mountain Inspection Division, not a single official, but he can bear it, this insistence, you can't even catch up with half of him! ”

Huang Zongxi snorted coldly, and Huang Baijia blushed.

"Now is a troubled time, the times create heroes, and he saved the daughter of the governor of Zhejiang, as long as he helps, he will get ahead, and the future is limitless."

Huang Zongxi shook his head and sighed.

"I wanted to accept him as a disciple and let him do things carefully, who knows......"

Huang Zongxi picked up the poems on the table and looked at them, muttering to himself.

"The road ahead is long, the good luck is unpredictable, I look forward to you being able to bloom in the snow, and turn the evil into good fortune!"