In a flash, it was two months, and the twenty-first year of Guangxu (1895) had entered November, and the winter in the north was menacing.

During this period, in addition to eating, drinking, and sleeping, Mr. Shen spent the rest of his time studying this new book, and he was fascinated by it every day.

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"

This old gentleman was exposed to a lot of Western studies in his early years, and his open-mindedness was far beyond the ordinary Confucianism.

In his opinion, this book is sharper than the previous Western books, and the spearhead is pointed directly at ......

In any case, he was an old man after all, and his body could no longer support it, and for five days in a row, Mr. Shen endured exhaustion and sleepiness and carefully scrutinized the translation.

Everyone was afraid that he would have physical problems and would not be able to explain to the old gentleman's children, and they also advised him to pay attention to rest.

But the old gentleman was still sitting at his desk......

Such a state of mind is admirable.

Meng Ke stood by the window, looked at Shen Yugui's tired figure in the study through the window, and called Jin Hu and asked him to buy a thicker jacket, and then invite a doctor to come over and prescribe a decoction to nourish the body.

You can't really let the elderly die of heart failure, right?

……

Three days later, a piece of news traveled across the land of China and was sent from Guangzhou to Zhili.

Syllable!

A piece of stationery was slapped on the table, and there were many small letters written densely on it.

Master Jin picked up the letter paper and read it slowly to everyone.

"Someone actually rebelled in front of our White Lotus Sect?"

It was Lin Hai who spoke, and at the moment he was gloating with a gloating expression.

"No, it's not a rebellion. Notice the wording, it's called an uprising. ”

Meng Ke shook his head with a solemn expression.

Because he heard two familiar names in the letter, Xingzhong Hui and Mr. Dixiang.

He thought that he would have some intersection with these progressive youth, but he did not expect that it would be so early, and it was still in the nineteenth century.

"The uprising has failed, what does it mean that the helmsman is only writing to us now? If you want us to echo the north and the south to raise troops, we have to do it as soon as possible! ”

Huang Jian scratched his head and asked with some puzzlement.

At this time, Master Jin found that there was still a small piece of paper inside the envelope.

He took it and looked at it, then handed it to Meng Ke.

Meng Ke took it and took a look, okay, traditional Chinese.

He could only guess and guess, and when he got the same meaning, his brows furrowed even tighter.

The letter said that two months ago, the Xingzhong Association had approached the Jiangnan Helmsman through the relationship between the three sects and the nine streams, and invited the White Lotus Sect to raise righteousness in Guangzhou.

Mr. has done a great job of uniting all the forces that can be united.

The time of the uprising was set for the Double Ninth Festival in early September (October 26), but unfortunately a villain whistleblower failed to leak the matter, and more than 70 people were arrested successively.

Due to the small number of people involved in the White Lotus Sect and the fact that they were the head snakes of the ground, they had friends from the three sects and nine streams to cover up and help hide, but only a few mad cultists were killed and injured.

This letter is to hope that the Zhili Branch will be able to rescue the progressive youths when they are escorted into Beijing by the prisoner car.

In any case, they are all partners, and they come to the rescue after the defeat, which is also the best of humanity.

"Come, look, everyone votes."

In order to avoid the appearance of Yiyantang, in decision-making matters, Meng Ke still tried to choose the voting system.

The letter went around in circles, and finally Master Jin read it.

There is no way, there are too many illiterate people, a few masters, masters, several dart heads of the dart bureau, newly promoted disciple backbones and Lin, Jin, and Huang......

The only people who can really read and write are Master Jin and Master Zhou.

It's still a reader who lacks dance and ink!

"You get the point, right? Everyone, vote by show of hands! ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes looked at their respective leaders.

Those who were born as boxers looked at Guo Lao, those who were born in the dart bureau looked at Jin Hu, the backbone of the disciples looked at the 'principal' Meng Ke, and the two senior brothers Lin and Huang and Jin Hu also looked at Meng Ke.

The factions are very obvious and are divided into three factions.

Huangpu (disciples, dart masters), Baoding (boxers) and military officers (Lin, Huang, Jin).

Of course, the Golden Tiger also comes with the support of half of the dart game.

Alas, tired heart.

Meng Ke shook his head and took the lead in raising his hand.

Seeing this, Guo Lao and Li Yuankui also raised their hands.

And then there'......

Unanimously passed.

"Since everyone agrees, let's prepare when we go back."

Meng Ke nodded, and opened his mouth to assign the task: "Inquire about the news and cooperate with other branches, and leave this matter to Lin Hai and Huang Jian." Prepare weapons, chariots and horses, and leave this matter to your masters. The firm issued the task of escorting the goods to Tianjin, and the dart bureau took over the task and was responsible for covering. All the money spent on this mission must be recorded in a book, and it will be deducted from the offerings sent to the main altar at the end of the year. Uncle Zhou and Master Jin brought two shopkeepers to be in charge of the inspector. ”

The voice fell, and the hall fell silent.

"Any objections?"

Seeing that no one spoke, Meng Ke frowned and looked around.

"No objections!".

Lin, Huang, and Jin and a group of disciples immediately expressed their willingness to obey orders, and everyone patted their chests to assure them.

"Good, adjourn!"

With an order, the first meeting of the White Lotus Branch, which had been changed by the devil, came to an end.

Overall, everything is ok.

That is, the voting mechanism should be changed to a secret ballot system.

Meng Ke sat slumped in his chair and silently pondered the shortcomings.

Outside the house, Guo Lao and Li Yuankui walked hand in hand, and during the discussion of words, they were quite proud of their little apprentice.

"Xiao Runtu is brave and strategic, does things steadily, plans and then acts, and is indeed a malleable material. Although the methods are a little rusty, if they can be sharpened, the future may be ......."

"Eh, be careful! Be careful! ”

Li Yuankui and Guo Lao glanced at each other, and the two smiled.

Not sophisticated enough, but it doesn't matter, he's still young!

……

"Alas, I'm all busy, and it seems like I'm still idle alone."

Inside the courtyard, the cold wind blows, and the snow on the treetops falls one after another, making a rustling sound.

Meng Ke waved his sleeves and patted on the trunk of the tree, and the snowflakes flew.

"I'm about to pick up a gun and fight again, and I haven't comprehended the secret energy practice method yet, so I've been really slacking off lately."

He reached out and tugged at it, removing a spear from the weapon rack that had been placed in the corner.

Stop, take, tie, receive!

The big gun was shaken up by him, and then stabbed forward fiercely, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

After moving his body, he inserted the spear back into the weapon rack, opened the fist rack, spread his arms, and unleashed a set of tiger-shaped fists.

This is followed by dragons, monkeys, and the five elements......

The strength is getting more and more stretched, and the boxing is becoming more and more free.

In the ice and snow, he seemed to blend into the snow, and he was one.

Meng Ke was only one step away from that step.

The next moment, the intention is dark!