Zhili Province, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, is still nine out of nine poor people, and the rich and powerful account for the other handful.

Ninety-nine percent of the poor worked hard to cultivate the land and work to fatten the remaining one percent.

The concept of more work and more rewards and hard work to get rich is not suitable for this old era at all.

When the carriage in which the two were riding passed through a market, the sound of children crying attracted Brother Xun'er's attention.

He wanted to lift the curtain to visit, but was held down by Meng Ke.

"Don't look at ......"

Brother Xun looked back at the heavy face and wondered, "Why?" ”

Meng Ke shook his head and sighed, grabbed Brother Xun'er's sleeve and said, "Let's go." ”

Brother Xun didn't know what to do, but seeing that his face was solemn, he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to let Meng Ke press his arm.

But before the carriage could leave, he heard a weak and hoarse cry from a place close by: "The noble man in the carriage, please buy this child, just a cat and a puppy." ”

Then came the cries and cries of children.

The carriage stopped, and it was the coachman who got out of it.

In an instant, Brother Xun stood on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning, and the whole person sat on the seat in a daze as if he had lost his soul, and looked back at Meng Ke tremblingly.

It seems to be trying to verify one thing.

Meng Ke took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to slowly open the curtain.

Outside the window, there is human suffering.

In an instant, Brother Xun only felt that there was a fire burning in his chest.

Meng Ke's eyes swept across the street and saw that it was the real bid selling.

Next to the carriage, the coachman looked back at Meng Ke and saw that his eyes were full of promise, so he took out a handful of copper plates and stuffed them to the middle-aged man who stopped the car before.

"With the money, we don't want your children, you live a good life, you can live a few days."

Before the middle-aged man could come to his senses, the driver had already jumped back on the edge of the car and drove away from the market before the other 'vendors' could gather around.

The carriage restarted, but Brother Xun no longer had the strength to look out the window, he could only sit there in a daze, letting tears flow out of his eyes and drip on his clothes.

Drop by drop, drop by drop, gradually moistened a piece of the placket.

He didn't ask Meng Ke 'why he didn't show kindness and help this group of people'.

Because he knows that there are too many people who can't survive now, so many that the imperial court is too lazy to care, even if he spends money to save everyone in this city today, what about tomorrow? What about other cities, other markets?

The real way to save these people is never to spend money.

He also saw the helplessness and unbearability in Meng Ke's eyes, and he knew what the other party was thinking.

"You've grown."

Meng Ke sighed with relief, and the hand that wanted to touch Brother Xun'er's head hung in the air and stopped for a moment, and finally just patted him on the shoulder.

Yes, I have grown, I have to grow.

Brother Xun didn't speak, nor did he turn his head to look at Meng Ke. He just wept silently, letting the tears slip down his shirt.

Meng Ke's hand was put down, but he didn't take it back, just leaned quietly on the back of the chair, his eyes slightly closed.

"Relax, the first time I saw this scene, I was even more indignant than you. I can't wait to immediately raise righteousness, punish the unjust, punish the wicked, do things that please the people, and restore peace to the people of the world. But I can't do that......"

Brother Xun finally reacted, he turned his head sideways and glanced at Meng Ke, waiting for an explanation.

Meng Ke opened his eyes, showed a bitter smile, and said: "Long hair is a lesson from the past, there is no real righteous program, there is no like-minded partner, and there is no team that truly belongs to the head of Qian, everything we do is just re-following the old path of the feudal dynasty." ”

"Establish a program of Chen Ji to help the people!

These are the two sentences in the text of the Northern Expedition issued by Zhu Yuanzhang in 1367.

There is a sequence between the two. ”

"Got it?"

Brother Xun nodded, but still didn't speak.

Meng Ke continued: "I was afraid that I would indulge in pleasure and forget my original vow, so I asked the coachman master to pass by this market every time I took me out of the city. I want to warn myself, how many poor people in the world are in need? How can I have fun? How can I ......"

Do you see my fellow citizens being humiliated?

Indeed, the world of flowers is fascinating to the eye.

Meng Ke's task only needs to change the original trajectory of the leap soil, from a peasant child watching the melon field to a rich man in charge of a sect, which is enough for him to hand in the task.

He was once asked why he was planning an uprising. Why do the latter things? Why don't you practice martial arts honestly and be the first punch in the world?

He did not answer these questions head-on.

But now, the words he was saying to Brother Xun were his answers.

As a young man who grew up under the banner and an upright Yanhuang bloodline, he came to this world, if he didn't do something, he felt that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

It's still the same sentence, it's all here......

There was a brief silence in the car.

Brother Xun suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Meng Ke's hand on his knee, clenching it hard, as if he wanted to give Meng Ke strength through this strength.

Meng Ke lowered his head and looked at the clenched hand.

Brother Xun raised his head, his eyes full of determination.

"For the sake of the Qianshou of this land, we will work together."

Brother Xun's tone was very light, but there was a resoluteness that made Meng Ke believe unconditionally.

"Okay, this is the Lu I know...... Zhou Zhangshou! “

Meng Ke smiled, patted Brother Xun'er on the shoulder, and said word by word.

Brother Xun also hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and his fighting spirit flashed again.

......

By the time Meng Ke returned to Zhengti, the city gate was already approaching.

Brother Xun was thrown to Lu Haodong by him, and this kid was discussing their understanding of GC and GH with Instructor Lu.

One is to read history books and all kinds of allusions at your fingertips, and the other is to dabble in Western countries and all kinds of advanced ideas.

The two chatted all night, and then they went to sleep with Liu Guanzhang.

Meng Ke was originally afraid that Brother Xun would be alone in Mazhuang, and it would inevitably be a little lonely, so he sent it over.

Who knows, in the end, he will become an outsider.

Angry, he slammed the door and left, and directly summoned the students for an emergency training and liberal arts exam.

After breathing, he left the exhausted strong man behind and rode back to Zhengding satisfied.

"Master Jin, how much money is left on the account of the altar that can be withdrawn? Help me exchange ten taels of gold, which Zhangshou used when he went abroad to study abroad. ”

After Meng Ke went back, he found Master Jin and asked him to take the time to go to Qianzhuang.

When Master Jin heard this, he immediately reported the number and agreed to come down.

It's too casual, how can public funds be directly made just because a person casually says something? Even if this person is the leader, he has to find time to make a rule.

It may be that Meng Ke made a mistake, and he completed the work smoothly, but he started to worry.

Well, it seems that some of the ancestors who changed the law died on the laws they made.

It doesn't matter, there must be two if there is one, I Meng ...... Leap earth to be the second.