Zhou Xian couldn't help but laugh bitterly. When he traveled through time, his mind was confused and everything was unclear. In order to prevent people from seeing through, he was pretending to be sick and stupid. He only got out of bed in the past half month and walked around with the servants. Even if he told Zhou Zhen that he was fine, he probably wouldn't believe it.

Unexpectedly, the pit he dug finally buried himself. Zhou Xian was a little helpless and bowed to Zhou Zhen and said, "I am willing to obey my brother's arrangements in everything."

Zhou Zhen nodded, probably seeing the obvious disappointment in Zhou Xian's face, comforted him and said, "Xiao Xian, you are still young, this matter is indeed not suitable for you. But I think you have suddenly grown up a lot since this serious illness. You have become much deeper in your view of the problem and what you think in your heart. To be honest, I am really happy for you in my heart."

Zhou Xian was stunned and thought he had revealed some flaws. He subconsciously touched his head and asked, "Is that true?"

Zhou Xian nodded affirmatively and said, "Just as you persuaded me to open a warehouse to provide relief to the victims, it is hard for me to imagine that it was said from my ignorant second brother in the past. In the troubled times, money is a life-threatening thing, and it is scattered to the people to make good connections. When faced with great trouble, the people will sacrifice themselves to save themselves. Although these principles are simple, how many people can be so open-minded? Especially considering that you are only ten years old, this is enough to surprise everyone."

Zhou Xian went out for a trip, and there were countless victims on the street. At that time, he felt sympathy when he saw them wearing tattered clothes and pale faces and thin skin. Therefore, after returning home, he persuaded Zhou Zhen to open a warehouse to provide relief to the victims.

When persuading Zhou Zhen, in order to increase persuasion, he cites many examples of disaster victims raiding the rich and unkind gentry merchants after they captured the city, and scattering the families of those who were unkind and doing good deeds everywhere. Although he exaggerated many facts and used extremely individual examples, Zhou Zhen was indeed shocked.

But in fact, when most of the victims break through cities, except for a small number of people with better discipline, who cares about how you treat the people in normal times? When facing wealthy families, they are searched and destroyed, so where do they get so many concerns?

As a scholar, Zhou Zhen was not aware of his brother's exaggeration? But he also sympathized with the victims deep in his heart, and the most important thing was to use some food, which was indeed a drop in the bucket for the Zhou family. It was also very worthwhile to make some good relationships with him. Therefore, he finally happily agreed to Zhou Xian's proposal.

Faced with Zhou Zhen's praise, a joy flashed on Zhou Xian's face. It seems that the vision of traveling through time before is also useful in this era. Although he does not have much to do at present, at least most of the victims in the city can survive, it is all thanks to him.

Zhou Zhen looked at the joy flashing in his younger brother's eyes and smiled inexplicably. He thought to himself that maybe he was thinking too much, after all, he was only ten years old, and his happiness and anger were completely sarcastic. He sighed softly and said, "My mother passed away early, and my father was far away from the capital for a long time. Although we brothers often are together, we are more than twenty years apart after all, and you are not willing to tell me if you have anything to do. Some time ago, you were sick and looked at you, and I felt very distressed. I always felt that I had not taken good care of you and let my parents down. Xiaoxian, if my brother has any bad things, you can tell me directly. We brothers can say anything directly."

Zhou Xian used to be the only son in the family, but now he suddenly has a brother who cares about him. With such deep affection, he felt a little moved. "Brother is too worried, I know your love for me."

After saying this, he suddenly stopped and didn't know how to express it. Although he had thousands of words in his heart, he couldn't say it. After all, he was not really Zhou Xian, and he had only been with Zhou Zhen for two months.

Zhou Zhen nodded. He knew that Zhou Xian was not good at speaking normally. Since he didn't want to say much, he couldn't force him. He waved his hand and said, "It's fine, just fine." Then Zhou Zhen patted Zhou Xian's shoulder lightly and said, "It's cold, go back early to rest."

Zhou Zhen walked forward. He was only over thirty years old this year, but his long-term illness had completely destroyed his body. He hunched over and seemed to exhaust his all his strength every step. Zhou Xian looked at him with a distressed heart and hurriedly stepped forward to support him and said, "Brother, I am about to go back to the room too? Let's go together!"

Zhou Zhen smiled slightly, without saying anything, two figures, one big and one small, walked towards the front yard. "By the way, there is another thing I almost forgot to tell you. A few days ago, you asked me to find a martial artist for you, and I have found it. He will come to see you tomorrow, and you can inspect him at will. If you are not satisfied, I will find another one for you at that time."

"Thank you brother!" Zhou Xian looked grateful.

In troubled times, force is the foundation of a person's life. Although there are already firearms at this time, they are not something that ordinary people can enjoy. Moreover, firearms in this era have more or less problems with one kind or another, and are often not as effective as bows and arrows. After realizing that he could not return to his era, he asked Zhou Zhen to hire a martial artist for him. His initial idea was to save his life, but now after feeling the brotherly feelings Zhou Zhen has for him, another special reason is to protect what he cares about in this era and his relatives.

Zhou Zhen was so polite to Zhou Xian, so he waved his hand and said, "How can we brothers be so polite? But I have never understood why you insist on learning martial arts, and emphasized that you must find someone who has been on the battlefield? The Ming Dynasty was respected by scholars, and many leading generals were subject to civil servants' restraint. Do you really want to be a brave warrior?"

Zhou obviously disagreed with Zhou Zhen’s reminder, and he replied: “Brother, the Ming Dynasty is respected at this moment, but so many scholars cannot save the Ming Dynasty. Rebellions are everywhere inside and Jurchens are attacking the border outside. What the court needs is a large number of generals who are good at fighting, rather than scholars who can only guide the country on paper. The court will realize this one day. It is better to be a centurion than a scholar. This is the ambition that people today should have.”

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhou Zhen shook his head disapprovingly. "You are still young and have not fully seen many things. Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, although there are many scholars who talk about military affairs on paper, how could they win by civil servants? If scholars only know how to learn and apply them, they will often have a broader perspective on problems than military generals. This is what others often say about height and insight."

Zhou Xian's face was stunned, lowered his head to think deeply, thinking that what Zhou Zhen said seemed to be correct.

Zhou Zhen smiled faintly and said, "This may be because my elder brother is a sour scholar! Therefore, he always looks at the problem from his own perspective. But Xiaoxian, you will gradually find that what I said is indeed reasonable. At this moment, I don't force you to accept my point of view, but can you agree to me with something?"

"Brother, you said!"

"While practicing martial arts, you cannot waste your studies. It is best to be able to run the two in parallel, have a strong body, and understand the principles in the book. At that time, I will also show off to others that my second brother is a real civil and military genius." Zhou Zhen's brow was slightly raised, serious, but it sounded like a joke.

Zhou Xian looked at the eight-legged essays of the Ming Dynasty with a worldly perspective, and always thought that it was a useless official article, so he abandoned it like a broken shoe. But at this moment, he saw Zhou Zhen's expectant eyes, and he couldn't refuse. He hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
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