Adolf's house is not large, it is relatively remote, the walls are mottled, the doors and windows are dilapidated, and it looks a little old. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the cleaning is very clean, although there are not many things inside, but it is also neatly placed, it can be seen that this little man is a rigorous and organized person.

Watching him hurriedly vacate the room and make the bed, Zhang Ang couldn't help but think of the original Albert. At that time, Albert was also so enthusiastic and helpful, I wonder if he is back in Lyon now, and he will not come to Paris to save me?

After a casual look in the room, Zhang Ang found some drawing boards and paints, as well as an unfinished painting, which was a group of mountains, clear lakes and pine forests, although not all of them were painted, but it could be seen that the painting was quite good.

At this time, Adolf also finished tidying up and walked over: "Okay, the bed is made, I'm sorry, I haven't been a guest for a long time, and I haven't prepared anything for a while...... By the way, you're from out of town, we rarely see faces here. ”

"Yes, I'm from Denmark and I'm going to settle in Germany. Zhang Ang casually made up an excuse that he didn't plan to return to France, at least for a short time.

"Denmark......" Adolf mused, "I've heard that it's not easy for you to be killed by the wolf herders and leave your homeland." ”

"By the way, are you a painter? I think you're very good at drawing. Zhang Ang decided to stop the topic, pointing to the drawing boards.

"Alas, it's just a hobby, not a painter. Adolf was a little embarrassed: "The painting is not good, it makes you laugh...... By the way, how long are you going to stay here?"

"It's not decided yet, maybe it's a lifetime. Zhang Ang didn't make up his mind, after all, he didn't know when his strength would recover, or even be stronger.

"Alas, to be honest, Germany is not a good place to settle down now. Adolf hesitated: "It's too depressing here. ”

"Oh, how do you say that?" Zhang Ang was not too sleepy, and the mentor didn't mind learning more about this country.

"There is no way for the people here to rise!" Adolf set the tone first: "Those Junker nobles control the whole country, and ordinary people can only be oppressed, exploited, and humiliated by them...... It never ends!"

"But I've heard that His Majesty William and Prime Minister Bismarck are extremely good leaders, and you probably won't let your nobles do whatever they want. Zhang Ang was puzzled.

"I didn't say that His Majesty the Emperor and the Prime Minister are bad, in fact, there are a number of Ming monarchs for His Majesty, and the Prime Minister is also a rare capable minister, and I have always respected them very much. Adolf retorted: "It's just that no matter how perfect people are, there are times when they make mistakes, like this Junker aristocracy, it's a big failure!"

"Oh?" said Zhang Ang.

Seeing that someone was willing to listen carefully to his point of view, the little man Adolf's face turned red, he was very excited to read the book, and his speech speed was much faster: "The Junker aristocracy is similar to the nobility of other countries, they all rely on military merit to obtain fiefs and status. But unlike other countries, our German nobility is hereditary, that is, even if your descendants do not have the corresponding strength, they can continue to inherit this title and inherit the land under this title. ”

"That's ......" Zhang Ang remembered the great city competition in Toulon City, and the nobles who were eliminated and stripped of their titles.

"Yes, this is not reasonable at all! There is so much land in the whole country, even if some more is obtained through the war, but after the war, there is not much left in the country. This wine has led to the decaying aristocracy getting richer and the country and its people getting poorer!" Adolf continued.

"In that case, doesn't anyone ask these questions? Just watch the country weaken step by step?" Zhang Ang said puzzled.

"Who will bring it up? Court Juncker, House Junker, War Junker, and Country Juncker. The court, the parliament, the army, the city, or the country, everywhere the Junker nobility, no one would ask His Majesty the Emperor these questions. No one wants to save the country! Those Junker nobles just want to get more fiefs, get more money, recruit more masters, and keep their position more securely!"

"Then your majesty the emperor and the prime minister don't care?" Zhang Ang was a little speechless.

"Your Majesty, he is too addicted to war, too hungry for victory. Yes, with the support of the Junker nobles, the empire won one battle after another, but these were meaningless, and all the dividends brought by the war were taken away by the Junker nobles, and there were too few and too few to share among the country and the people. And the Prime Minister is not a monopoly on power, although there have been some decrees restricting the Junker aristocracy before, but in the end, they are all gone. After all, the power of the Junker nobles is too strong, whether it is the parliament, or the officials large and small, and even the Protector Warrior Family Siegfried, they are all part of the Junker aristocratic forces, and the prime minister is also difficult to support. Adolf looked a little helpless.

"However, if that's the case, your speech alone won't do anything. Zhang Ang said he didn't understand.

"We, the German Workers' Party, are different from those chaotic parties that revolt and die everywhere, we want to achieve our goals by peaceful and legal means, and we have a detailed plan! First of all, we want to break the control and monopoly of the Junker aristocracy on military merit!" Adolf had a rare hint of pride on his face.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ang was puzzled.

"We attach the most importance to military merit in Germany, and military merit is the only way for our commoners to be promoted to the nobility! It can be exchanged for status, land, and martial arts secrets of all levels. But now, the channels of military exchange are completely controlled by those Junker nobles. No matter how much merit you have, if you weren't one of theirs, you wouldn't get anything in return!" Adolf's tone was full of anger.

He rolled up his trouser leg, revealing his left leg, a long scar on it that was shocking.

"Three years ago, I volunteered to join the army and fought the Eastern Front, when I was just a herald. At that time, one of our battalions was surrounded, and twelve heralds were sent out to ask for help, but they all died, and I was the only one, who was seriously injured in the leg, desperately completed the task of delivering the letter, and rescued the entire battalion! This kind of merit is completely enough to exchange for a heritage-level martial arts! However, as a result, because of my civilian background, I was only promoted from a herald to a first-class soldier, and then I took a useless iron medal, and as soon as I was discharged from the army, it was equivalent to nothing!"

"And those who did nothing when they were besieged, and only knew how to pray and wait for death, were promoted one by one, knighted, granted fiefs, and obtained martial arts! They did nothing! Their swords were never even pulled out of their scabbards in the whole war! But such people, but only because of their background in the great aristocratic family, in the end they were full of military achievements, and the spring breeze was proud!" Adolf looked like madness with tears in his eyes: "Where did their military exploits come from? It's not plundered from the eleven heralds who desperately broke through and died heroically in the end!"

"Okay, I see, but it's going to be a tough road, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's full of thorns. Zhang Ang comforted.

"We're not afraid of thorns, but we need more partners!" Adolf's mood slowly calmed down, stared at Zhang Ang and said, "Are you willing to join us?"

"Well, let me think about it. "Of course Zhang Ang won't agree, I have a lot of things to die about, where do I have time to mess with you guys.

"Yes, yes, I was too eager. Adolf's momentum dropped a little: "After all, you have only come to our Germany, and you don't know much about our situation, and you don't know enough about the ideas of our German Workers' Party, and you should be hesitant, but I believe that when you understand enough, you will become our comrade." ”

"Uh......" Zhang Ang was a little speechless, but he was also embarrassed to extinguish his enthusiasm: "Maybe." Oh, by the way, how many people are there in your party now, and is it strong?"

"When I joined, it was the 96th. Adolf closed his eyes and recalled, "I don't know if there are any new recruits in the future, but if you come in, you may be able to become the 100th." ”

Zhang Ang: "......"

Less than 100 people want to do such a big thing? Are they arrogant? Or are they naïve?

Anyway, Zhang Ang decided to move out early tomorrow morning.

(To be continued.) )