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The night fell, and the lights in the Fu residence were bright. Fu Kemao, his parents, brothers and sisters were sitting around the dining table to eat.

The Fu family was a large family. The head of the family, Fu Fanlin, had three sons and two daughters. Fu Kemao was the third child, with an older brother and an older sister, and a younger brother and a younger sister. In contrast to his brothers and sisters who were either mature and steady or sensible and well-behaved, Fu Kemao, who had been naughty and playful since childhood and hated studying, was particularly dazzling. If it weren't for the fact that his face was exactly the same as Fu Fanlin's, Fu Fanlin would have suspected that Fu Kemao had been taken away by mistake.

Fu Fanlin had just taken a few bites of rice when he saw Fu Kemao wipe his mouth, put the bowl on the table, and stood up in a hurry, "I'm full! Dad, I'm going to read a book."

As soon as these words came out, they attracted strange looks from everyone at the table. Why did this sentence sound so weird when it came out of Fu Kemao's mouth?

Fu Fanlin shouted, "Stop!"

Fu Kemao turned around impatiently and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Fu Fanlin said, "I don't think I heard you clearly just now. What did you say you were going to do?"

Fu Kemao answered confidently, "I'm going back to my room to read!"

Fu Fanlin really felt that the sun had risen from the west today, "What book do you want to read?"

Fu Kemao blinked his eyes and answered calmly, "I just learned a text today. The teacher will check it tomorrow. I have to go back to my room early to review."

Fu Fanlin understood a little bit. This kid is probably reading idle books in the name of studying.

He waved his hand, too lazy to look at his son's ugly face, "Go away."

Just after eating for a while, he saw his youngest son twisting and turning in his seat as if there were nails on the chair.

The beloved wife immediately asked with concern: "Amao, what's wrong with you? Is your butt bitten by a bug? Come, let me see."

"No bugs bit me." The youngest son said in a low voice embarrassedly: "Mom, I also want to go and play with my second brother."

Fu Fanlin narrowed his eyes and asked kindly: "What do you want to play with my second brother?"

The youngest son didn't have the thick skin of Fu Kemao after all. He buried his head and didn't look at Fu Fanlin's eyes. He just stammered: "Just, just read a book..."

Fu Fanlin would be a fool if he couldn't find the strangeness in it now.

From the words of the two sons, the key to the problem lies in a certain book. At present, the youngest son's shy behavior has successfully made him misunderstand. Could Fu Kemao be hiding in the house to read some erotic novels? It would be fine if he read it by himself, but he even hooked his younger brother to read it! Amao is only eleven years old! Does this kid still look like a brother? !

Fu Fanlin suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "I will go with you to find your second brother later."

Fu Kemao had no idea that he was tricked by his younger brother. At this time, he was happily turning out a book from under the quilt.

It is not appropriate to call it a book. It is actually a clipping. He had previously asked the servant to cut out the serialized "Dynasty Rise" in each issue of "Peking Fiction Newspaper", then bound them together, and wrapped them in book covers to make a book.

It was also because "Dynasty Rise" had not been published that he thought of this solution. He had called the newspaper countless times, but "Dynasty Rise" was not published. Is the editor-in-chief of the newspaper crazy? There is money but he doesn't make it! Their newspaper will go bankrupt sooner or later!

He got up late this morning and didn't have time to read the new issue of "Dynasty Rise". He felt like a cat scratching him all day and was restless. Usually after class, he loved to discuss the plot of "Dynasty Rise" with his classmates. This time, because he was afraid of being spoiled by his classmates, he hid out of class. Now that school is finally over and he can go home, he can finally read the book properly.

He turned to the end of the clippings directly, and the servant had indeed posted today's "Dynasty Rise" clippings.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his eyes slid across the lead type eagerly and cherishingly, chewing every sentence slowly, and his mind fluctuated with the development of the plot. The daily update is only three or four thousand words, and even if he breaks each word into pieces and swallows it, he can't read it for too long. When he finished reading the last word, Fu Kemao sighed melancholy. The cat in his heart had just been quiet for a while, and then it started scratching again.

I don't know where Lin Zhongqi, this monster, learned the ability to break chapters, and each chapter is more and more stuck. The more he read, the more unsatisfied he was. Especially in the past half month, "Dynasty Rise" is even more ** stacked, which makes people scream with excitement.

Before, when the wild barbarian army was approaching the city and the people in the city were in panic, the county magistrate and the general who guarded the city abandoned the city and fled, and surrendered to the army. Fu Kemao hated and despised them, but he couldn't help but worry about Xu Wangmu. In his opinion, this was almost a dangerous situation where he was sure to die. There were only two options before Xu Wangmu, fight or surrender. Xu Wangmu was a man of steel, not the kind of person who was afraid of death, so Fu Kemao knew which way he would choose without even thinking about it.

If it was just a fight, how would he fight? Fu Kemao had discussed this with his classmates and friends countless times, and he deeply understood Xu Wangmu's current weakness.

Among the tens of thousands of villagers supported by Xu Wangmu, a large part were the elderly, the weak, women and children, and there were only 10,000 young and strong men at most. Not to mention whether these people would listen to Xu Wangmu and defend the city and kill the enemy (Xu Wangmu did them a favor, but could this favor be greater than their lives?), even if they went to the battlefield, they would only be there to deliver food. They had never received any military education, and some of them probably had never even killed a chicken. How could they be expected to repel the battle-hardened Yehu army?

With deep worries about Xu Wangmu's future, Fu Kemao and his classmates anxiously waited for the daily serialization. And Lin Zhongqi did not disappoint them. He really wrote a feasible method.

However, he said that the county magistrate had fled, and the guard general was distracted. He planned to lead his soldiers to surrender and use thousands of soldiers under his command to submit a petition to the new owner. The guard general used his sharp tongue and impressed some of his soldiers with his splendor and wealth, and made an appointment to open the city gate at night and surrender.

That night, countless old, weak, women and children suddenly appeared at the gates of the city and the barracks. Their cries were so loud that some even knelt down.

"Da Zhuang, I am your mother! The county magistrate has run away now, you can't run away! If you run away, he will run away too, and then the Yahu will come in! They will kill everyone in the city! Your wife She’s still pregnant!”

"Tiezhu! It is the duty of a man to protect his family and his country. If you run away, I will not be able to face my ancestors even if I go to hell!"

"Afang, I am Huang Ying. I will marry you when you defend the city!"

"I am Aunt Wang, who sells sesame cakes. Many of you have bought sesame cakes from me! My man is dead. Isn't it easy for me, a woman, to raise five children at home..."

"Dadong, you go first! If anything happens...my brother and I will take care of you! There are hundreds of thousands of people in our city, and each of us can drown them with just a drop of spit!"

…

When the guard saw something bad, he immediately told the soldiers that the Yahoos treated the prisoners preferentially, and that those who abandoned the secrets and turned to the light would soon be rich and prosperous, etc., in an attempt to deceive the public.

Hearing a sneer, Xu Wangmu came out of the crowd and delivered an exciting speech. He loudly said that all the cities destroyed by Yahu were "the people in the city, not even one out of ten, the city is full of plains, and there are solitary graves thousands of miles away." Scenes come one by one. Call on the people in the city to unite now and resist the Yahu army together, because "If you don't resist, you will die. If you resist, you may still have a chance to survive! We have no way out!"

This is really an excellent speech. Not only did many common people clenched their fists angrily, but the soldiers who had originally thought of retreating were also silent with red eyes.

How to withdraw?

Behind you is your home, your parents, wife, children, and fellow villagers. How can you retreat? Can't retreat!

No matter how good the guards and confidants were, they could not stop the angry people, and they were soon tied up by the mutinous soldiers in the camp.

After knowing that surrender would lead to death, the only way the soldiers could choose was to fight to the end.

As the saying goes, a sad soldier will win.

It turns out that Xu Wangmu heard that the yahoos were attacking that day, and the county magistrate ran away, knowing that something was wrong. If we don't want to end up with the city gates being breached and the whole city being burned, killed and robbed by yahoos, we must win over the people and gain military power as soon as possible.

He ordered people to post leaflets in the streets and alleys. The leaflets were full of pictures and texts, describing various atrocities such as the Yahoos raping women, robbing property, and massacring people. He also sent the eloquent person to explain the contents of the leaflet to the people in the city in detail, especially the tradition of killing prisoners by Yahu, and also detailed the tragic situation of other cities that were attacked by Yahu - - "A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the city is desolate, men are slaves and women are prostitutes."

Then, under the instigation of Xu Wangmu and others, more and more people blocked the military camp and the city gate. The town is not big, so these people must have various kinship relationships with the soldiers. Even for these people, the soldiers in the city will fight bravely to kill the enemy.

Because this city is their home, they have no way out.

The guards and confidants were tied up.

An army cannot be without generals for a day. Xu Wangmu's good reputation for sheltering disaster victims was reflected in this. In addition, many people in the city sincerely believed in his immortal status, so many people immediately proposed that he lead the troops in the war.

There is no obstacle to this proposal in the military - your parents and your daughter-in-law ask you to obey, but if you don't obey, who are you?

So Xu Wangmu led more than 5,000 defenders of Tianyang City and began a two-week defense career.

After Xu Wangmu took over the army, he did three things. The first thing is to let the people in the city set up pickets to maintain public order in the city; the second thing is to open the county government warehouse and open the warehouse to release grain; the third thing is to lead the army to "encourage" the wealthy households in the city to actively donate grain and materials to contribute to the army's logistics support.

Then Fu Kemao witnessed a dazzling city defense battle.

Boiling water, hot oil, rolling wood, and throwing stones are all child's play. Xu Wangmu organized the women and children in the city to work overtime to prepare a corrosive liquid similar to sulfuric acid. When this liquid was poured on the yahu siege soldiers, they only heard a sizzling sound. It was really terrible. A sour taste.

Finally, he even sacrificed gunpowder!

Dahua's technological level at that time was equivalent to that of the Qin and Han Dynasties. Gunpowder may have been invented by an alchemist, but it had not yet been used as a weapon on the battlefield.

Although the gunpowder Xu Wangmu has now released has very limited lethality, it is enough to at least bluff people.

then.

At the end of the 20th year of Pingkang, a barbarian named Yehu led a large army to besiege Tianyang City. The gods summoned Tianwai to retreat with fire.

In this way, Xu Wangmu led the people in the city to successfully defend Tianyang City, accumulated initial prestige, and became the de facto leader of Tianyang City.

It stands to reason that Tianyang City has been defended, and Fu Kemao should be satisfied. But on the contrary, not only did he not feel satisfied, but he felt that his appetite had been whetted!

What will Xu Wangmu do in the future? Will he write a letter to the court asking for an official appointment? Or... directly separate one side and use one city to dominate the world?

If Xu Wangmu had chosen the first path, Fu Kemao would have continued to watch it, but he would always feel unsatisfied. But if he chooses the second path... Fu Kemao covered his pounding heart and murmured to himself: "That would be so handsome!"

"What's so cool?"

"Of course it was Xu Wangmu who rebelled..." Fu Kemao realized something was wrong mid-sentence, turned his head stiffly, and saw his father squinting his eyes and smiling meaningfully at him.

In the past, when Dad showed this smile, it meant he was about to get beaten!

Fu Kemao was so excited that he subconsciously wanted to stuff the book in his hand into the quilt.

"Take it out, I've seen it, don't hide it."

Fu Kemao held the book in his hand tightly, and his voice trembled with nervousness: "Dad, dad, I was wrong, I was really wrong, hit me, the book is innocent, dad!"

Looking at his son's cowardly appearance, Fu Fanlin was a little amused: "Are you wrong? Tell me what mistakes you made?"

Fu Kemao replied hesitantly: "Should I read Xianshu?"

Fu Fanlin scolded with a straight face: "How can "The Rise of Dynasties" be called an idle book? You kid is really ignorant!"

Fu Kemao was completely dumbfounded. Fu Fanlin quickly took the thick newspaper clippings back from his hand, flipped through a few pages, and said with a smile: "You brat, it's quite complete." He raised his eyes and asked. : "Have you finished reading all of this?"

Fu Kemao nodded blankly: "I've finished reading."

"Okay, let me test you." Fu Fanlin glanced at his son's stupid face and didn't dare to ask too complicated questions, "What did you learn from the story of Xu Wangmu defending the city?"

Fu Kemao stayed for a few seconds and keenly noticed the kindness and sincerity in the old man's eyes. He finally understood that his father was not being sarcastic! And from what his father meant, he was also watching "Rise of Dynasties"?

So Fu Kemao immediately became bolder.

He cleared his throat and said righteously: "The county magistrate and the general who are guarding the city are nothing! How can such people who are greedy for life and afraid of death deserve to be the official of the court!" He first gave the county magistrate and the guard general After being convicted, he was about to prepare a unique rainbow fart for the protagonist Xu Wangmu, but was interrupted by his father.

"Then let me ask you, what should you do if you encounter this situation?"

Fu Kemao replied without hesitation: "Of course we have to defend the city!"

Fu Fanlin smiled with an unpredictable expression: "Let me change the question. If the enemy is not as ferocious as the yahoos in the book, they will give high officials and generous salaries to those who surrender, and as long as the people are obedient, they will also You won’t kill too many people in the city, and you will even reward the obedient people. What will you do then?”

Fu Kemao was stunned, and he said: "Even so, even so..."

"If you don't resist, most of the people in the city may survive. If you resist, the enemy may massacre the city. Even so, will you still fight to the end?"

Fu Kemao stood hesitantly, not knowing what to say.

Fu Fanlin looked at his son. The hesitation on his young face was so real, but also so... weak.

"At present, the mountains and rivers are in ruins, and wars are everywhere. Russia, from the north, covers us on three sides; England, fake trade, and poisonous schemes to hide in China. France, occupying Guangzhou, is watching Guizhou and Guangxi; Germany, leading Jiaozhou, looks to the east. New Japan, take Taiwan , I want to go to Fujian again; the United States also wants to divide the territory. What part do I still have in China? This court is in name only, to be a local official; to suppress me, the Han people. , surrendered to the ocean ①"

Fu Fanlin put his hands behind his back, with tears flashing in his eyes, "Fu Kemao, you are also sixteen this year. At your age, I have already begun to write letters to reform. It's time for you to think about some things."

"You have to think carefully about the fate of this country, the future of this nation, and the path you want to take." He pointed out the window and shouted: "If tomorrow, the armies of those countries surround Peking , surrounded Nanjing, surrounded every city in China, how will you do?"

"If you fight, you will die. If you don't fight, you will live. What will you do?! What can you do?!"

Fu Kemao stared at his father blankly, something was stuck in his throat, making him unable to speak.

Fu Fanlin sighed: "That's fine, think about it carefully."

The moment he was about to step out, Fu Kemao finally said, "Dad, what would you do if it were you?"

"Me?" Fu Fanlin turned around. At this moment, his eyes were as clear and bright as a young man's.

Then he raised his eyebrows and said with a long smile: "It's just sacrificing one's life for righteousness!" The man, no, the young man looked at him and smiled brightly, like the breeze and the bright moon in his arms: "There is always something, better than family, better than life, More important than anything in this world, for them, you can throw your life and blood at any cost."

Fu Kemao asked hoarsely: "What is that thing?"

Fu Fanlin walked out without looking back, laughing and saying, "I've found it, just keep looking."

…

When Fu Kemao got up the next day, it was no surprise that he had two dark circles under his eyes. He sat listlessly at the dining table and yawned uncontrollably. Fu Fanlin was in good spirits, laughing loudly with his wife and children.

Fu Kemao lowered his head. For some reason, he was afraid of seeing his father.

He ate in a hurry and rushed to school with his schoolbag on his back.

In the past, he always arrived at school when the bell rang, but this was the first time he came so early. Now there were only a few kittens in the classroom.

As soon as he sat down, he heard faint sobbing from the side. He looked over and saw his friend Qi Mingzhi lying on the table wiping tears.

This scared him. He carefully moved to him and observed for a while. He found that Qi Mingzhi seemed to be crying while reading the newspaper?

"Brother? What's wrong with you?" He looked at the newspaper curiously, and his face immediately became strange: "Is this the Literary Newspaper? Did you cry after reading the Literary Newspaper?" He couldn't help but make a joke: "What's the matter? Did the president go to issue an obituary? Brother, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but now it's a new era, and we ordinary people don't have to cry for the president like we cry for the emperor."

Qi Mingzhi, a grown man, cried so hard that he couldn't speak. He just handed the newspaper to Fu Kemao, hiccuping and saying: "You, you, look, look at this article!"

Fu Kemao looked at the newspaper with mottled tear marks and curled his lips in disdain, and then began to read the article on it.

"Wandering Adventure?" He read out the name lightly, and asked Qi Mingzhi with a smile: "What is this about?"

Qi Mingzhi glared at him hard, "Don't, don't laugh! You, take a look first!"

Fu Kemao shrugged and continued to read with some curiosity.

Not long after, the smile on his lips disappeared, and his brows furrowed deeply. When he saw that Damao had to eat swill in the trash can because of hunger, he couldn't help but say: "Dogs don't eat those things, how can people eat them? Eating them will make you sick!"

Qi Mingzhi said faintly: "But if you don't eat, Damao will starve to death first."

Fu Fanlin was speechless, and then he remained silent, only his frowning brows revealed his uneasy heart. Maybe because his younger brother's nickname was Amao, he couldn't help but care more about Damao in the article. Seeing him live so miserably at this time, his heart was deeply wrung.

He was eager to know the next development of the plot. He naively hoped that Damao could find his parents or be adopted by kind people, so that he wouldn't have to eat swill!

When he saw the evil deeds of the family described by the stone lion, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and then questioned: "I don't believe it. How could there be such a bad person in the world! Is this made up by the author?"

Qi Mingzhi rolled his eyes at this naive man, "You are really stupid because of your parents. Apart from other things, your uncle has done a lot of bullying men and women?"

Fu Fanlin fiercely retorted: "Don't slander me! My uncle is a good person! He smiles at everyone he sees!"

"That's only for you and your family! Why don't you go out and ask what your uncle He Zhaoshan's reputation is like outside?" Qi Mingzhi couldn't stand his friend's stupid son of a landlord, so he simply told him all the evil deeds he knew about He Zhaoshan.

After hearing this, Fu Kemao was completely dumbfounded.

Qi Mingzhi was still saying, "Let alone your uncle, your new friend Li Jingliang is not a good guy either. This guy is very sinister, and only a fool like you treats him as a friend!"

It took Fu Kemao a long time to come back to his senses, and his heart was in turmoil. He and Qi Mingzhi grew up wearing open-crotch pants, and he believed that Qi Mingzhi would not lie to him. And now he thought along the lines of Qi Mingzhi. After removing the previous filters, his uncle and Li Jingliang seemed not so kind and gentle, and they did not seem to be innocent good people.

Fu Fanlin was really hit, and the whole person wilted. Qi Mingzhi quickly changed the subject and said, "I haven't finished reading the newspaper yet, give me the newspaper quickly, but Mr. Bai will have your class later, you should go to preview."

Although Fu Kemao was extremely frustrated, he still held the newspaper tightly in his hand and said stubbornly, "I want to finish reading this article!"

He wanted to see what kind of ending the family who had done so many bad things had.

After he saw the fire that burned everything, he first cried and then laughed.

He cried and laughed: "Burned, all burned!"

Qi Mingzhi was shocked by his friend's behavior. Although he cried when he saw this and remembered something, why did Fu Kemao cry and laugh? Could it be that he was too shocked and crazy? !

"Kemao, are you okay? Don't scare me? What's wrong with you? Tell me quickly..."

Fu Kemao turned a deaf ear to his friend's worried inquiries. He just suddenly remembered what his father said to him yesterday. His father asked him to think carefully about the fate of this country, the future of this nation, and the path he would take.

The fate of the country and the future of the nation were too far away from him, and he couldn't figure it out. But he had some ideas about the path he would take in the future.

He didn't want to be a bad guy like his uncle, the family in the article. He didn't want others to hate him when they thought of him, and he didn't want to be relieved and said that it was retribution when he died one day.

He wants to be a good person.

"I want to be a good person who can help others." He said to Qi Mingzhi seriously.

Qi Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then do it. Anyway, a fool like you can't be a bad person. You can't even hurt others."

Fu Kemao said angrily, "I'm serious. I really want to be a good person. I want to help Damao!"

Qi Mingzhi paused after nodding perfunctorily. He looked at Fu Kemao in surprise and asked carefully, "You know Damao is just a character in the book and doesn't exist, right?"

"I'm not that stupid!!! I mean those street children like Damao who don't have enough food!"

"Then how do you want to help?"

The author has something to say:

Fu Kemao: "My father said that if money can be used to solve the problem, it's not a problem." He patted his chest and said proudly: "The last thing my family lacks is money. I plan to spend money to build an orphanage first!"

At this time, Fu Kemao didn't know that because of his sudden action, the second generation of the social circle in Beijing began to popularize poverty alleviation and helping children. The second generation spent a lot of money and regarded charity as a way to show off their wealth. Of course, these are all later.

In order to prevent theft, I posted some of the content in the work to see how it works.

Small theater:

Le Jing has something to say: Although I did not appear in this chapter, I indirectly abused the scum through my work (≧▽≦)/

① Excerpted from Mr. Chen Tianhua's "Looking Back"

Also, I always suspect that the so-called meteors that Liu Xiu, the son of destiny, used early gunpowder, and then Liu Xiu claimed that it was the help of God to fool the people and soldiers, so that he could take the so-called meteors as the basis for his destiny. Of course, this is just my personal guess, maybe Liu Xiu is really the son of destiny, funny.