Inside the room sat a sturdy boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dressed in a gray robe and holding a long stick in his hand.

"Leap ......"

Looking at the figure, Brother Xun thought it was Meng Ke who came back, but after the man turned his head, he found that it was a young man he didn't know.

"Young Master Zhou, I'm glad to be there! A certain surname is Jin Minghu, the young master of the Qingyuan Dart Bureau in the west of the city. ”

Jin Hu smiled and arched his hand towards Brother Xun, smiling heartily, without a sense of rustiness.

Qingyuan Dart Bureau......

Why does Uncle Li think that I will be happy to see him?

Brother Xun looked at Uncle Li suspiciously, and at this moment, Uncle Li shook his head and stretched out his hand to the inner room.

He looked over and saw a burly young man with a silver ring coming out of his father's study.

This is......

"Leap Earth!" Brother Xun'er's eyes suddenly lit up, and he walked quickly to meet him.

Zhang Zijian, who was following him, was slightly stunned and was exposed.

"Which young master is Your Excellency? A surname ......"

Jin Hu glanced Zhang Zijian up and down, and immediately continued to dutifully advertise his dart game.

"Oh, under Zhang Zijian, he is a classmate with Zhangshou."

They talked about theirs, and Brother Xun'er's attention was all on Meng Ke.

Naturally extremely excited to meet again after a long absence, he happily talked about what happened after Meng Ke left, and at the same time pulled Meng Ke's arm and walked inside.

Seeing that Brother Xun was walking in the direction of the bedroom, Meng Ke shuddered and tried to tug his arm, but Brother Xun was like an eagle's claws, and he didn't use brute force to let go at all.

He glanced at Uncle Li with a smile on the side, and said to Brother Xun: "Zhangshou, let's go to the kitchen and talk while eating, I haven't had dinner yet." ”

Brother Xun turned around and took Meng Ke to the kitchen.

"Eh, eh! Zhangshou, you wait for me! I haven't eaten either, I want to eat the food made by my eldest mother! ”

"Brother Runtu, you two wait for me!"

Zhang Zijian and Jin Hu looked at the backs that had gone away, and hurriedly shouted and chased after them.

"Runtu, don't you have to leave again when you come back?"

After the meal, the two got rid of their followers and went out for a walk to eat.

Meng Ke hesitated for a moment, but still chose to answer truthfully: "I'm doing a big thing, and I have to leave in a few days." I came back this time to persuade your father to do it with me. ”

"In other words, not only are you going to go, but you're going to kidnap my dad too?!"

The smile on Brother Xun'er's face suddenly stiffened.

"Why are you like this......

Just when Meng Ke just wanted to explain a thing or two, Brother Xun suddenly said with a sad face: "...... Why didn't you even think about kidnapping me? Where is my dad better than me? He's old, sick, and an alcoholic, and I'm old enough to you. ”

Meng Ke: "......"

Really father and son laugh!

But I always feel that something is wrong, is this great writer's cultivation game crooked?

"What you have to do now is to study hard and gain fame." Meng Ke rubbed the other party's little brain, and said in his heart that he was provoking someone.

"I've decided not to take the fame test, and my dad agreed!"

Brother Xun slapped Meng Ke's little hand away and said angrily.

"Impossible, there is such a thing, when I was chatting with Uncle Zhou in the study just now, he should have told me!" ’

"Did your dad really agree?"

Meng Ke clamped Brother Xun'er's face between his palms, forcing the other party to turn his head to look at him.

"I, I ......"

Brother Xun'er's expression was a little distorted, and he looked like he was extremely aggrieved.

In the end, he could only pout and finish speaking: "My father, of course my father agrees!" He was so happy that he waved a bamboo whip to support me! ”

Well, that snapping sound was taken as a round of applause by you, right?

Brother Xun'er's tears swirled in his eyes, looking very pitiful.

Meng Ke: "......"

Fourteen-year-olds still pretend to cry.

He reluctantly let go of his hand, turned around and walked forward: "What is the reason? Why don't you want to get famous? ”

Hearing this, Brother Xun said what he said to Zhang Zijian before.

“…… Leap earth, I'm not wrong, right? ”

With that, he puffed up his chest proudly. Zhang Zijian couldn't refute these words, and he believed that Runtu couldn't refute either.

"Isn't the magistrate able to benefit one side? The prefect of the county, the prefect, and the prefect can all shelter the people. Why do you have to enter the center of the court to show your ambitions and talents? ”

Meng Ke was silent for a while and asked softly.

Brother Xun raised his head and looked into his eyes, glanced around again, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he said: "If the Qing court is compared to a big tree, then this big tree will rot from the roots. If we do not dig up the rotten parts with great determination and perseverance, no matter how much we do with the rest of the branches, it will be in vain. ”

"Only by entering the center and following the example of Shang Gong, Wang Wengong (Wang Anshi), and Zhang Taiyue Gong (Zhang Juzheng) can this big tree have a glimmer of life!"

"Who told you that?"

Meng Ke was stunned when he heard this, thinking that Brother Xun had received some guidance from a vulgar hermit.

But......

"It's my own thoughts. In the past few months, I have been reading the books stored at home, and I have personally experienced and seen the suffering of the people at the bottom. I just have some insights. ”

Brother Xun lowered his head, not letting Meng Ke see the loneliness in his eyes.

After his words fell, the surroundings fell silent, and only the sound of the stalls in the distant Fang Fang Market was left.

Meng Ke didn't reply, but his expression gradually became serious.

He didn't expect that because of his own words at the beginning, Brother Xun would grow up so fast.

Studying medicine can't save this land, so can you learn the four books and five classics?

Brother Xun's answer is, yes, but too slowly.

Meng Ke has no objection to this, and the trend of history proves his answer from the side.

If it really goes according to the rules, it will not change the outcome of the invasion of foreign humiliation at all.

"I agree with you......"

Meng Ke touched Brother Xun'er's head, and the next moment, Feng turned around: "But-books still have to be read, and learning still has to be learned." Don't think about skipping school! ”

The heavy palm slapped on the top of Brother Xun'er's head, instantly soothing the irritability in the young man's heart.

He smiled: "I know, I must study hard." ”

After that, he suddenly thought of something, and said, "Then what am I going to learn?" Do you want to study the Four Books and the Five Classics? ”

"I asked two friends to go to the Tianjin Concession to buy books, which were written by foreigners, and when they bought them, I will print a copy and send it to you. But you have to remember that you can't give up all the traditional knowledge of your own country, and you can't trust the knowledge of foreigners. Take its essence and remove its dross, and form our own culture of our time. ”

Feeling that in the parallel time and space, some radical ideas of another Xun Ge'er, Meng Ke still opened his mouth to remind two sentences.

As for how useful it is, time will tell.

PS: Don't read it so fast, let the author read it first, is there any sentence that doesn't make sense (* ́I'*)