After they have had enough wine and food, people will inevitably talk more, and some people will inevitably talk loudly and spit.
Suddenly, Zhu Houzhao heard a disdainful voice coming from the table, "Tsk, do you really think that imperialism dominated by warlords and Fuso can continue to run rampant in China like this?" The speaker was a thin man with all white hair. The old man looked disdainfully at the muscular man next to him with a shaved head and a beer belly and said, "You know nothing about the frog in the well."
The muscular man obviously didn't expect that his eloquent speech would be so scorned by others. There was a bad look on his face, and he was obviously very dissatisfied. He shouted, "Old man, don't curse people. Don't be so ungraceful, okay? We in China The reality is obvious. There are internal and external troubles. Imperialism, dominated by Fuso, is tyrannical in this land and causing trouble to our people. There are also internal warlords who are separatist and fighting for their own benefit. They are also preying on the people. Although there is a political axe, it is an empty frame. , it is useless without authority, and the people are still living in dire straits and misery. I think it is hard to get rid of it and cannot be changed!"
"Brother, I think your IQ is a bit low, and you can even be said to be mentally retarded!" The old man's eyes narrowed, with a look of contempt on his face, "What kind of country is China? It is an ancient civilization with a history of five thousand years. What kind of barbarian country is there? It only lasts for a few hundred years, and our 400 million compatriots can drown them all with just a spit of spit! Besides, the warlords and ants are nothing but clowns and rabble-rousers! As long as our compatriots If we unite, practice martial arts, and work hard, sooner or later the day will come when we can clean up the broken mountains and rivers and make China stand at the top of the nations of the world!"
"Oh, if only that day comes! I don't think so." The strong man shook his head and sighed, "Look at the foreigners who have strong ships and cannons, and the warlords are also equipped with foreign guns. Foreign artillery, what do we common people have? We have only flesh and blood, can we beat others? And what kind of martial arts you mentioned, can it be of no use? Don’t talk nonsense!"
"You will destroy your own prestige by embedding other people's ambitions!" The old man obviously did not expect that this person turned out to be a stubborn Hua Yan head. Although what you said makes sense, we are Chinese and must speak from the standpoint of our own country. The country is the home, and the home is the country, do you know that?
"I'm telling the truth! You are just an old fool!" The strong man was choked like this, and his brain suddenly stopped, but soon he got a stiff neck, his eyes widened, and he began to argue.
The people at the same table either ignored the two people's argument as it had nothing to do with it, or they didn't notice the argument at all. Only Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up. Could it be that this person in front of him was a smart person? Can't? He actually saw the current situation and even martial arts so thoroughly, and judging from his contemptuous eyes and aura that blended with heaven and earth, this man must be an expert different from ordinary people!
Before Zhu Houzhao could make any move, the old man looked at Zhu Houzhao and grinned, "Little brother, come and borrow a fire."
Only then did Zhu Houzhao come to his senses and saw the old man take out a pack of crumpled Beauty brand cigarettes from his pocket. Zhu Houzhao grabbed a box of matches on the table and threw them over.
The old man took out a crumpled cigarette, struck a match and lit it, took a deep breath, and then blew out a cloud of smoke. Seeing that there was an empty seat next to Zhu Houzhao, he took the box of matches and sat next to Zhu Houzhao.
"Are you okay?" Zhu Houzhao asked with concern, seeing that the old man didn't seem to have the upper hand in the argument he had just had.
"It's okay, it's okay. Debating with people with low IQs is just a waste of time." The old man shook his head, "Let me lend you a drink." After saying that, he picked up a bottle of beer from the table and looked after himself. He opened it and took a sip directly.
Zhu Houzhao didn't mind. He looked at this man amusedly. This man was a bit too secluded, and then said, "Old man, I just heard your speech, and I was really enlightened. I admire you. What's your name?"
"Thank you very much." The old man bowed his hands, and then answered Zhu Houzhao's question, "Oh, my friends in the patriotic circle call me Zhang Zhengyi, which means speaking uprightly."
After taking a sip of beer, the old man felt that it was not enough. He picked up a pair of clean chopsticks on the table and started eating, as if he hadn't eaten enough just now. "I am an easy-going person and I don't want to show off." The old man ate while eating. Said to Zhu Houzhao.
"Old man, what you just said is quite insightful and incisive." Zhu Houzhao asked curiously with an amiable face.
"I just thought about it. It's such a simple thing. I'm surprised why so many people can't see it. The imperialism dominated by Fuso and the warlord have sores on their heads, pus on their soles, and do all kinds of bad things. Sooner or later, they will... There will be a day of retribution! Once the poor people wake up to unite and practice martial arts, that will be the day they get out of China and finish playing. The rabbit's tail cannot grow, and I firmly believe that there will be that day."
As the old man spoke, when he heard Zhu Houzhao said nothing, he looked up at him and said, "Why don't you speak?"
Zhu Houzhao came back to his senses and was overjoyed. Damn it, he looked at things that were rigid and certain, and looked at things that were dark and without a trace of light. When his thin upper and lower lips moved, he actually saw hope. He saw something. The future is bright, this man is truly a talent! If this person were placed in the ancient times when he was in his previous life, he would not be a figure like Zhuge Liang! Why would I let a bunch of treacherous villains look around me? How could I do so many ridiculous things that I feel ashamed to think about now? Maybe I would have become a great hero in the long history of Biao Ping, no, even unify the world. It also means that it can be waited for!
Zhu Houzhao felt that this person's words were very impressive and he found them useful. He smiled and said, "Haha, you have personality. I like it. Don't just talk. Come on, eat more."
At this time, other people at the wine table were also attracted by the conversation between the two people.
"Where can I find a job, old man Zhongyi?" Zhu Houzhao asked while drinking wine.
"Nowhere, let's do some small business. With a high IQ like me, I can make money wherever I go." Zhang Zhongyi took a hairy crab and put it in his mouth and bit it, holding a beer in one hand and talking to the man next to him. People do it casually and drink it all in one gulp, which is very cool.
"Tell me again, why did our country of China finally become proud and stand at the top of the world's nations? But now it is trampled under the feet of imperialism, led by Fuso, and a group of warlords?" Zhu Houzhao asked with a smile.
"You don't understand this. Although our country in China is now trampled under the feet of imperialism and a bunch of warlords, we cannot rely on our strong foundation. What runs in the veins of our people is the people who created the hegemony of the Han and Tang Dynasties, With the proud blood of our ancestors in the unprecedented glory and prosperity, can we continue to sink like this? Can we not hold up our once noble heads? Can we not hold up our once straight spine as high as Mount Everest?" Zhang Zhengyi said loudly.
