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Volume 1 early Ming Chapter 45 Debate

Chapter 45 Debate

When she came out of the room, Qiu Ju looked at Lian Xin with a cold look and said, "You can go out, as long as I'm here."

"Yes!" Lian Xin said, and after exiting, she muttered: "I'm quite jealous."

"Cooked rice noodles soaked in chicken soup, the most delicious thing in the world!" Fang Jianxiong praised and couldn't wait to eat. Qiu Ju looked at it with a smile, and from time to time she reached out to take a handkerchief to wipe the corners of the young master's mouth. The young master tasted delicious.

Qiu Ju is in a particularly good mood. If her belly can be more upbeat, Qiu Ju will have no regrets in her heart. As for the future wife, it is an irresistible external force for Qiu Ju.

After eating a bowl, Fang Jianxiong put down his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Eat well and cherish blessings!" After that, he walked around the room in circles, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. Qiu Ju came over and stretched out her handkerchief to wipe it with a pad.

The movement of her feet made her chest puff out a little more.

Just a moment later, before Qiu Ju's handkerchief fell on her forehead, her waist took strength and she pressed forward, her heartbeat accelerated, and her bones disappeared naturally.

With their naked bodies facing each other in the brocade quilt, Qiu Ju moaned, "Turn out the lights, young master." The request was rejected, and she said, "I haven't taken a good look at this body yet." Qiu Ju could only cover her face with her hands and let the young master go.

While fiddling with the rules, I still had the thought in my mind that in a few years, the young master might not like it anymore.

It felt like a group of fire ants crawling around inside. Qiu Ju couldn't hold back her moans and twisted her body subconsciously a few times. She was pressed down like a mountain. This time, the young master didn't let Qiu Ju lead the way.

Hot! Tight! Wet and hot! Squirming! All kinds of forces gathered in one place. Fang Jianxiong, who had been holding it in for some time, almost couldn't hold it back. He stopped quickly to avoid a catastrophic collapse.

After a pause, Qiu Ju, who had been silent for a while, shrugged unconsciously from below. After receiving the signal, Qiu Ju resumed her functions. Qiu Ju let out a sigh of comfort and tightened her hands and feet.

She wrapped herself around him, as if she wanted to press the young master into her body, eat him in his stomach, and carry him with him wherever he went.

That night, the north wind outside the window was strong, and the fire was bright inside the window. The north wind blew all night, and the fire was bright all night.

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The sound of ping ping ping ping pinging firecrackers kicked off the New Year's Eve dinner. Fang Jianxiong kowtowed to his mother first, and then stood up to sit down at the table. After eating with him for half an hour, Fang Jianxiong stood up and said: "Mom, I have to go to the military camp outside the city.

There are still some brothers who have not returned home."

"Go ahead, you are a person who does great things. I will be very satisfied if I can see you all day long."

Fang Jianxiong stood up and came out, greeting Qi Erzhu. Wu Yunzhuo was brought over, and Qiu Ju caught up with a black cloak and put it on her.

A dragon-like horse appeared at the gate of the city. It was already time to close the city. The soldiers who were about to close the door saw the horse and stopped to salute. They held a gun in one hand and flat chested in the other: "Salute!"

After the last bombing of the camp, Fang Jianxiong threw a few remaining students into the patrol camp and took them with him for a few days. Now he could see something. He took out a few red envelopes from the saddlebags on his horse and threw them over.

He raised his whip and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work. Go back early for New Year's Eve dinner. Remember to patrol the city at night and be careful of fire."

As soon as Benma left the city, the county police chief Zhao San came with his people for inspection. As the police chief, Zhao San was also very busy during the New Year. The county magistrate Zhu Xiufeng was also very busy. Officials celebrated the New Year no matter what era they were.

It's very busy.

"The commander is out of the city again. The brothers of the patrol camp are really proud of their ancestors." They said with envy, and several battalion soldiers proudly puffed up their chests. The fact that the master did not kneel in front of him made everyone feel like

You are a human being. At least you treat everyone's work as human beings. They don't deduct wages and even give out rice, flour and meat to make dumplings during the New Year. What is this if it's not that the ancestors burned high incense? With such an adult, even if you work hard, it's worth it.

On the gate tower of the military camp, the students on duty saw the horses galloping in the distance, and happily shouted to the secret sentry below: "Hey, your Excellency is here."

"Shut up! Have you forgotten the discipline of duty? Be careful of the confinement when the adults come." A whistle on the left said angrily, and a whistle on the right blew a whistle and said with a smile: "If you are celebrating the New Year, don't say that.

Just pay attention to these in the future."

The whistle on the watchtower blew the whistle for emergency assembly, and armed trainees immediately jumped out of the barracks. The formation had just finished, and Fang Jianxiong's horse had already arrived in front of the door, but he saw the trainees inside, patting the neat formation, shouting

One, two, one came out to greet them.

Looking at these students who still responded quickly on New Year's Eve, Fang Jianxiong said that all the efforts were worth it. Especially when he saw these students, each of them did not forget to bring a bayonet, he felt happy. When gathering in an emergency, he brought a bayonet with him.

Not having a bayonet best reflects the quality of an army.

"I'm here to celebrate the New Year with my brothers. Do you welcome me?"

"Welcome!" A very neat shout covered up the sound of firecrackers ringing everywhere.

"Okay, now I announce that except for the brothers on duty, everyone else will disperse and gather in the cafeteria to drink and celebrate the New Year!"

The logistics were well prepared. During the New Year's Eve dinner, no one had a bottle of 2 taels of white wine. Normally alcohol is not allowed in this military camp, with the exception of the Chinese New Year, only 2 taels of white wine per person.

Fang Jianxiong picked up the wine glass, smiled and said to everyone: "I hope that the brothers here today will not forget this New Year's Eve dinner. No matter where they go in the future, they will remember that we were brothers. I respect my brothers!"

"Dear Instructor!" They stood up in a neat voice, drank in a neat voice. No one on the outside drank, but they all stood up.

"What's your name? Why don't you drink?" Fang Jianxiong put down his cup and asked with a smile. The man stood at attention and replied: "Instructor, student Li Qianyu will be my post in ten minutes, so I don't dare to drink."

Fang Jianxiong nodded. The post at night changed every two hours, and the two acting squad leaders were responsible for supervising the execution. Fang Jianxiong remembered the name of this student, nodded and praised: "Very good, everyone is influenced to learn from Li Qianyu, any

Never forget your responsibilities at all times.”

Ten minutes later, Li Qianyu got up and went to change his post. Fang Jianxiong also gave a few words of encouragement, and Li Qianyu left excitedly.

The meal was a lively one, and it took two hours to finish. Then everyone started cleaning up together, and even Li Qianyu, who came down from the job, helped clean up.

After cleaning up and replacing with tea, peanuts and candies, the New Year tea party began. More than twenty students were joking and performing together, all of which were Fang Jianxiong’s ideas.

Li Qianyu, who had been sitting opposite Fang Jianxiong, received the flowers during the drumming and passed the flowers. He stood up with a smile, saluted everyone and said: "I have this opportunity to speak, and I just want to ask the instructor a question. Can everyone agree?"

"Okay!" the young people liked to cheer, and everyone found it very interesting.

Fang Jianxiong smiled and said: "You can ask! But I can't guarantee that I can answer it."

Li Qianyu pondered for a moment and said in a slow and solemn tone: "Instructor, what do you think is going to happen in China today?"

Fang Jianxiong was obviously stunned by this question. He felt that the eyes of all the students changed slightly at that moment, and the smiles on their faces disappeared. Fang Jianxiong also looked a little heavy and said: "This is a good question! The question is not whether to change, but how to change? That’s a good question!”

As he spoke, Fang Jianxiong paused, stood up and walked two steps on the spot, then stopped and said: "The national situation is difficult and change is imperative. Changes in history can often only have two models. Top-down and self-directed." Bottom-up, both approaches seem to have successful examples. What do you think?"

Fang Jianxiong suddenly asked, and Li Qianyu stood up and said: "The imperial court is weak and does not want to seek change. We should rise up in revolution, overthrow the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and establish the Republic of China."

This kid really dares to say it! Fang Jianxiong is very happy. They are willing to tell him what they really think, which shows that they trust him. Before Fang Jianxiong could answer, a student stood up and said: "You said it lightly, revolution! Revolution It’s about killing people!”

"Why sacrifice one's life for the prosperity of China? What's the point of bleeding?" Another student stood up and spoke.

"Everyone wants to make the country prosperous and strong, but revolution means destruction. The people who suffer first are the people, and they are the ones who even bleed."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Any change cannot bypass vested interests. Even Japan's Meiji Restoration also had a civil war. Bloodshed is the inevitable pain of change."

"The question is whose blood will be shed. That big shot of the revolutionary party is hiding abroad shouting slogans and letting passionate young people die! Who doesn't know how to shout slogans? You can't just let other people's children bleed and die."

The students spoke to each other, stood up and spoke one after another, and soon formed two opposing camps. The atmosphere became increasingly tense, with both sides blushing and having thick necks, and they were ready to take action if they disagreed.

Fang Jianxiong coughed in time, and everyone remembered that the instructor was still there, and they all sat down with uneasy expressions.

"Very good. The atmosphere of the debate just now was very good. Unfortunately, some students later waved their fists, which was not good. Debating among students can increase communication and enhance understanding. This is a good thing, but when it comes to debate, you have to get physical. , which defeats the original purpose of the debate.”

Fang Jianxiong's tone was gentle, and the students' uneasiness subsided, but they all seemed a little confused. One student said: "Instructor, you have been in Europe for many years, please tell me how to change?"

Fang Jianxiong shook his head and sighed: "I don't know how to change! But I am sure that it must change! Otherwise, our country will really be left far behind by the world. Although I don't know how to change, But I know one thing, what should I do now?"

Fang Jianxiong stopped again, and turned his hands behind his back several times. After standing still, he said extremely firmly: "Change requires far-sighted people across the country to explore from all directions. It doesn't matter if you fail. Let's sum up experience and come back. This is my most The minimum attitude is to work hard for the prosperity of the country, and be persevering until death! My personal attitude is very simple, that is, start from now and do everything I do well." The sharp tone softened as he smiled. He said: "Thank you for your trust in me. If you have any ideas in the future, you can talk to me. Finally, please don't tell anyone what I said today. Please! The tea party will continue below!"
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