Outside the city, the spring breeze is slow.

A horse-drawn carriage drove in from the main entrance and made its way slowly down the street.

The curtain of the carriage was opened, and a familiar face was revealed, a pair of bright black eyes as bright as stars, revealing a bit of curiosity.

This person is Brother Xun.

"Here!"

In front of the Xingyi Martial Arts Hall, Meng Ke waved his arms and shouted at Li Fu, who was driving.

Uncle Li was wearing a coarse linen shirt, and he looked thinner than last time, and I don't know if he had become this virtuous because of his long-term travel.

Seeing this, Brother Xun didn't even wait for Steward Li to stop the carriage, he opened the curtain and jumped down and ran towards Meng Ke.

"You kid is here, and you've suffered a lot along the way, right?"

Brother Xun grinned and said, "Fortunately, I didn't encounter anything on the road, but my father broke a bamboo whip at home." ”

It's okay if he didn't mention it, but as soon as he mentioned it, Meng Ke's face suddenly sank, and he explained that Huang Jian accompanied Uncle Li to park the carriage, and he took Brother Xun to the house.

After walking through the training ground and coming to the study in the backyard, he breathed a sigh of relief and said with a straight face: "It's light to break your bamboo whip!" You don't look at the current situation, you dare to attack the Qing court casually. The tiger is still dead, not to mention that this tiger is just dying and not dead! ”

Brother Xun scratched his head and said unconvinced: "Runtu, you still dared to join the White Lotus Sect back then, gather righteous people, and seek great causes, why can't I do something big?" ”

Meng Ke was angry, pointed at Brother Xun and scolded: "You stinky boy, can this be the same?" There is a large family behind you, and there are two parents behind me, if something happens, I can take my parents to smuggle directly to Nanyang. And you? You have an old lady in your family who is still in the Qing court prison, and a 3-year-old brother who can't take care of himself, how do you go?! ”

Brother Xun opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say, so he could only bow his head sullenly.

Meng Ke took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and said: "Don't blame me for speaking ugly, it's thanks to the pen name you used to post the article, otherwise the Qing court would have found out about your house long ago." The White Lotus Branch in Jiangsu and Zhejiang wrote to me, saying that the Qing court had ordered the Shaoxing prefect to strictly investigate the matter. Look, faith, it's getting there sooner than you! ”

As he spoke, he took out the letter from the cabinet and threw it on the table, motioning Brother Xun to look at it himself.

Brother Xun picked up the letter, opened it and looked at it, his face turned white, and he sat on the chair.

"Your mother and two younger brothers have been taken to Guangzhou by your father, which is the territory of the White Lotus Sect's helmsman, and if it really happens, they will help hide your family."

Brother Xun stared blankly at the letter for a long time before he muttered: "I just want to enlighten the wisdom of the people and awaken those who are still indulged in the vanity of the old era!" ”

At this time, Brother Xun was far from having the firm will to sacrifice like Master Lu, he had never seen anything in the world, and he was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

Meng Ke sighed, walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "My stupid Zhangshou, you use your head to think about it, will those who can afford newspapers and are willing to buy newspapers be ordinary people?" Only high-ranking officials and nobles have the financial resources to buy it and the energy to see it. Most of these people have a long-term vision than ordinary people, don't they really know that changing the law can save the country from external humiliation and make the people of this land richer? No, they know......"

"Then why are they reluctant to change?"

Brother Xun raised his head and stared at Meng Ke's eyes, he seemed to have an answer, but he refused to believe it.

Meng Ke avoided his eyes, sighed, and said slowly, "Everyone will have selfish intentions. Once the law reform is started, the first thing to be violated is the interests of these high-ranking officials and nobles, these people claim to be superior, how can they bear the common people standing in the same class as them? Qianshou, Qianshou, after thousands of years, this word has finally returned to its original meaning. ”

What is a Qianshou?

Qian, Li Ye. According to ancient legends, when Emperor Yan was driven by Chiyou and fled to Zhuolu, he turned to Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor for help and formed an alliance to attack Chiyou together, and when the Jiuli people who were defeated and captured were called "Li Min", which was different from "common people". At that time, Qianshou had the meaning of a prisoner of war slave, that is, a contemptuous term.

When this word arrived in the Qin Dynasty, the meaning became better, because the Qin people were still black, and the commoners wrapped their heads in black scarves, so they were called Qianshou, and later generations passed it down.

But later, this title often appeared in the mouths of dignitaries with some contempt.

When Brother Xun heard Meng Ke's words, he suddenly felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, his fists were clenched tightly, and the blue tendons in his forehead burst out.

He was unwilling, he wanted to change the poverty and weakness of this land.

Meng Ke stretched out his hand to clasp his fist and said, "Brother Xun, you actually did the right thing in this matter, but the only mistake is that you didn't consult with us. ”

Hearing Meng Ke's request, Brother Xun suddenly asked in a trance, "What about you?" Do you have any selfish intentions? ”

Meng Ke was stunned for a moment, then his face was as usual, and he generously admitted: "Of course I am also selfish, but I can guarantee that I will dedicate my life to this land in this life, and as long as I am here, no one will be allowed to steal the fruits of victory." ”

When Brother Xun heard this, his expression gradually eased, and his face became bloody, and he regained his self-confidence.

"I would like to do the same! If one article can't wake up people with lofty ideals, then I will write ten or a hundred articles, and exhaust my life to wake up this oriental dragon. I am not afraid of death! ”

After that, he held his head high and looked directly at Meng Ke with a radiant expression.

"I ...... Not as good as you! ”

Meng Ke knows his own family affairs, and he has countless lives, as long as the texts in the language book are not finished, he will not die, but Brother Xun only has one life......

"No, Runtu, you are far superior to me! You are the one who helps me to strengthen my will, and you are my guide......"

Before Brother Xun finished speaking, Meng Ke raised his hand to stop him, not wanting to waste any more time on this senseless controversy.

"I built a college in the countryside and was responsible for training the backbone members of the future uprising. You go there for a while, and when the limelight passes, I'll send you abroad to stay abroad. ”

"Going abroad?"

"Yes, Lu Haodong, a teacher in charge of teaching ideology in the liberal arts department of the college, has been exposed to Christianity since he was a child and knows a little about Western countries, you can ask him which country's college is more suitable for you."

Brother Xun nodded, but his heart couldn't help but feel bitter.

If you really go to stay abroad, you don't know how many years it will take to meet.

"Why do you pose as a little daughter? Let's go, I'll take you to the academy to have a look and recognize the way. ”

Meng saw this, shook his head and smiled slightly, turned around and went out to ask someone to prepare the car.