Horse steps, standing piles, boiling strength, tempering physique, practicing boxing......

In this way, summer goes to winter, spring and autumn rotate, and it is two years in a flash.

In the nineteenth year of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, the year of Yiwei in the lunar calendar, that is, in 1893 AD.

The autumn of this year should have been as calm as the previous two years, but the old lady Zhou, who was an official in the court, made a bad move, which directly affected the future of the Zhou family and indirectly affected the future Chinese literary circle.

He bribed the chief officer of the Zhejiang Township Examination and was arrested and imprisoned, and was sentenced to "beheading and waiting for imprisonment", and was imprisoned in Hangzhou Huapailou.

And Master Zhou was also dismissed as a showman.

After the case in the field was discovered, it was necessary to deal with it up and down, especially when the autumn trial was about to begin, Master Zhou decided to sell some ancestral fields, use gold and silver jewelry, and rescue Mrs. Zhou.

Having lost the deterrence of his official position and the lack of money, it was suddenly difficult for the Zhou family to maintain the original pomp.

What's more, Master Zhou is worried and embarrassed, and there is no intention of rising up, the Zhou family ...... Completely fell into a predicament and collapsed.

Therefore, Brother Xun has a heartfelt statement in the future: "Has anyone fallen into trouble from a well-off family, I thought that in this way, I could probably see the true face of the world." ”

After this incident, the Zhou family naturally no longer raised idlers, and the servants and helpers were all dismissed, leaving only the eldest mother who served as the cook and the Li housekeeper who guarded the Zhou family.

Meng Ke knew that he couldn't stay in the Zhou family with a cheeky face anymore.

"Runtu, are you going to go too?"

In the guest room of the side courtyard, Brother Xun reluctantly looked at Meng Ke who was packing his luggage, his eyes were red, and he looked tearful.

After more than two years of getting along, Brother Xun has long regarded Runtu as his best friend.

In his eyes, this is what the general horn friend in the mouth of the gentleman is, right?

"Huh? What are you crying about? It's not like you'll never see me again. ”

Meng Ke rubbed Brother Xun'er's head with a smile and comforted, "We can meet at any time." Master has already accepted me as a personal disciple and allowed me to live in the martial arts hall, and when he misses me in the future, he will come to the martial arts hall to play with me. ”

It's okay if Meng Ke doesn't persuade him, but if he persuades, Brother Xun cried even harder.

"Still crying? Gan Luo visited the prime minister at the age of 12, Prince Yue returned to Suizhou at the age of 16, Huo Qubing was 18 years old and was crowned a marquis, looking at these ancestors, why are you embarrassed to cry at this age? Don't cry! ”

"Hmm!"

Brother Xun nodded vigorously.

Meng Ke packed his luggage, took out a cloth bag from the package and weighed it, which was full of thank you gifts from Master Zhou after saving Brother Xun last time, a total of 100 taels of silver.

On weekdays, his food, clothing, and housing are all the responsibility of the Zhou government, and this thank-you gift has not been touched at all.

"Here, take it!"

Meng Ke handed the cloth bag to Brother Xun, and before the other party could speak, he said to himself:

"Your father has been borrowing wine to kill his sorrows for the past few days, and he has been in a state of collapse. Your younger brothers are still young, and Mrs. Zhou is a woman, so she is despised by others. The girder of the Zhou Mansion...... It's up to you to hold it up in the future. ”

Holding the silver in his arms, Meng Ke's words echoed in his ears, Brother Xun gritted his teeth to prevent the tears in his eyes from falling.

"I know. I know! ”

"Hmm!"

Meng Ke nodded, watched Brother Xun wipe away the tears on his face, and patted the other party's shoulder with a smile.

"I'm gone! Come to me if you have something, don't be embarrassed, don't forget, we are friends! ”

A chic back, left to the lonely person, makes the other party's eyes sour.

"That's right!"

Meng Ke suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't look back, "Don't study medicine, studying medicine can't save this land." ”

The headless sentence made Brother Xun stunned.

But Meng Ke had already taken a step out of here, what he didn't know was that his words had left a deep imprint in Brother Xun'er's heart.

......

Inside the study of the Zhou Mansion.

"This kid is quite righteous."

Master Zhou sat at the table and sipped tea, looking at the sky outside the window, but what he thought of was the scene when Meng Ke walked into the study last night and dropped his wine bottle.

"Master, I think Runtu is right, even if it is for the sake of Zhangshou and the three brothers, you can't be so decadent."

Steward Li opened his mouth at the right time, interrupting Master Zhou's contemplation.

"Alas~"

Master Zhou pretended to sigh.

"I know! It's just that I ......"

He shook his head,

"I think another thing he said is also very true, 'The children of poor families are in charge of the house early'!"

As he spoke, he touched his beard and chuckled: "Let's secretly earn back the family business first, don't tell Zhangshou them." Let them see the warmth and coldness of the people, the hot and cold state of the world, and after experiencing the beating of society, they will ...... again"

"Huh? Lao Li, you know what I mean, right? ”

Master Zhou raised his eyebrows, and Steward Li squinted his eyes and nodded with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey...... It has to be a master! ”

These two middle-aged greasy men, who were also friends of the general horns, looked at each other and smiled in a small study, and the evil laughter echoed over the back house.

Brother Xun, who was bidding farewell to Meng Ke at the gate of Zhou's mansion, and Zhou Shao, who was shaking his head and endorsing in the private school, and Zhou Shao, who was in Mrs. Zhou's arms, all shuddered, feeling as if they were being targeted by something.

……

Something happened to the Zhou family, but Meng Ke's life went on.

After returning to the martial arts hall and taking care of the accommodation and luggage, he started his morning run as usual.

Carrying two hundred-pound stone locks, he jogged steadily along the bluestone path next to the river.

The pedestrians and vendors next to him were also surprised by this.

Then there is the stump.

Practice your breath inside, and train your muscles and bones outside! To a certain extent, pile gong determines the depth of cultivation, whether it is Master Zhao or Meng Ke, the requirements for pile gong are stricter than practicing boxing.

If you want to level the ground of a high-rise building, the first thing is the foundation.

This process has lasted from the first hour to nearly two hours now, and after getting Master Zhao's permission, Meng Ke changed the time of Zamabu to actual combat.

Relying on the plug-in, he sleeps for about four hours a day, who is ruthless? Who has him to fight?

Breaking through the limit little by little, at the end of the day, Meng Ke was too tired, but his spirit was still excited.

Although his body was tired, Meng Ke felt very happy, and his spirit was getting fuller and fuller, full of inexhaustible strength, and even had an urge to try.

He felt that what he lacked now was not actual combat, but a real life-and-death struggle.

It is only between life and death that his potential is fully unleashed.

He has a glimmer of realization, and his chance to go further is likely to be in this life-and-death struggle.

This feeling is very strange, but it makes him look forward to it, and there is a feeling of blood boiling.

I don't know if the heavens heard his call, or if some mysterious being knew his call, in short...... Here's your chance.

……