The heavens: pushing across all realms

At the entrance of the Qiang Wushu Academy, stood a pretty young student.

She is tall and beautiful, but she dresses like a boy.

At this time, he looked at everyone in the courtyard with a smile like a flower.

Wang Wu couldn't help but look surprised: "Brother Jiujin! You...have you also returned to the capital?"

Jiujin said with a smile: "Yes, I just came back today. The young master went to see Mr. Kang. Let me come over first and bring you wine to the fifth master."

She shook the wine jar in her hand and said with a smile: "The young master brought this back from Hunan, saying he wanted to give it to the fifth master to taste."

Wang Wu suddenly felt respected and filled with joy, and said: "Brother Tan, you are so polite. Zongsheng, go get the drink quickly."

The young man who greeted Feng Ji and the others immediately ran over and said happily: "Brother Jiujin, you came just in time. The president of our Jinmen is also here today. There will be a big dinner tonight."

Hearing this, Jiujin smiled like a flower: "Haha, I'm here by chance. Who is the president of your Jinmen? I've heard Master Wu mention this heroic figure a long time ago, but I haven't seen Jiujin yet."

She turned to look at the people around her, and when she saw Feng Ji and Zhao Jian, she was suddenly startled.

Feng Ji smiled at her: "Brother Jiujin, I'm afraid you don't want to see me as a hero."

Jiujin suddenly said in embarrassment: "So it's you. I didn't expect you to be the president of the Qiangwu Association."

"Do you know each other?" Wang Wu was surprised and asked quickly.

Feng Ji smiled: "I met Brother Tan and Brother Jiujin on the train, and we didn't have a very happy chat."

Wang Wu was stunned: "Brother Tan is bold and righteous, no worse than a hero in the world. How can you not have a happy chat?"

"Political differences."

Wang Wu was puzzled again and couldn't help but said: "Brother, you don't want reform and change? In the current world situation, only change can get out of the predicament!"

Feng Ji smiled and asked: "Fifth brother, who are you referring to when you talk about getting out of trouble?"

"Of course China!"

Feng Ji clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Well said, I also want to change, I want to make China stronger and get out of its difficulties, but the method is not just reform and reform."

"Brother Tan and the others want the Qing Dynasty to get out of trouble, which is different from what we want."

"Um...what's the difference?"

"Yes! The Manchu Qing Dynasty cannot represent the people now, nor can it represent China!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent, and everyone was shocked and shocked.

Jiujin's expression also changed slightly, but for some reason, she sincerely admired the person in front of her.

At the feet of the emperor, the capital is the center of the city. He dares to say such words. He is really audacious!

But she vaguely felt that what this person said made sense.

She and the young master had traveled all the way from Hunan and had seen too many rebels and rebellions.

The young master is a scholar, so he naturally criticizes the chaos from the perspective of the court.

But she hasn't read many books, but she understands one thing. If the people really can't survive, who would be willing to rebel.

Today, Feng Ji said that the Qing Dynasty could not represent the people, which shocked her. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that it made sense.

Wang Wu was also stunned on the spot, opening his mouth to speak, but not knowing what to say.

He is not a scholar, but he has family and country justice in his heart.

If you ask him about his impression of the Qing court, of course he doesn't have a good impression.

His Broadsword Team and the Black Flag Army he belonged to were fucking disbanded by the Qing court.

General Liu Yongfu was even sent to Annan to fight for other countries.

Of course he hated the Qing court and officials.

But when he met Tan Sitong, he sometimes felt that there were also good officials among the officials.

Brother Tan, Kang Youwei, Yuan Shikai, these are all good officials who care about this country.

But what Feng Ji said today made him suddenly feel conflicted.

Yes, they want to save the country, and they seem to be saving the Qing court.

They didn't say they wanted to save the people. Why must they save the Qing court in order to save the country?

Wang Wu was confused.

Seeing that the atmosphere was serious, Jiujin quickly interrupted: "Hey, hey, you, today we are just getting together with old friends, drinking and reminiscing, why are you talking about national affairs again?"

"If you are like this, how can you make friends? Right, Fifth Master?"

Wang Wu came to his senses and smiled, saying: "Today we are getting together with friends. We will not talk about state affairs. Brother, please give me some face."

Feng Ji smiled and said: "Political opinions are political opinions, and friendship is friendship. I can tell the difference clearly."

He turned to look at Jiujin and said with a smile: "Brother Jiujin is teaching me that I think you are a better friend than your young master."

Jiujin's white jade-like face turned slightly red when he was praised like this, and he said quickly: "No, no, how can I compare with the young master? Our young master has unparalleled talents and a mind for the world. I am just an ignorant little bastard. Haha, let’s not talk about this anymore, Master Wu, didn’t you invite me to dinner?”

Wang Wu immediately smiled and said: "Yes, yes, today I invite everyone to go to Zuifeng Tower together."

…

In Zui Feng Tower, everyone was drinking and chatting happily.

Jiujin is truly worthy of her name. She has a really good capacity for drinking. She can probably drink Jiujin.

Warriors have strong Qi and blood, strong physiques, and it is indeed difficult to paralyze them with drinks.

Therefore, everyone present, except the young Zuo Zongsheng, could drink.

"Jiujin, I haven't seen Brother Tan and you for half a year, what have you been doing?"

After three drinks, Wang Wuxiao asked.

Jiu Jin's cheeks were flushed and she was very beautiful, but she pretended to be a manly man and said: "Fifth Master, the young master and I went back to his hometown in Hunan. The young master has worked hard in the past six months and wrote a masterpiece "Benevolence" to advocate reform. The way has been shown to the emperor."

"The emperor admires the young master very much, so he specially asked the young master to come to the capital. I'm afraid it has something to do with the reform. I don't know the specific details."

"Does the emperor really want to change the law?" Wang Wu asked in surprise.

"I just have this idea. You have to ask the young master for the specific situation. I am just a servant, so how can I know this." Jiujin said helplessly.

Feng Ji couldn't help but shake his head and sighed.

Jiujin seemed to have been paying attention to Feng Ji. When he saw him shaking his head, he immediately asked curiously: "Brother Feng, you seem to be disapproving of the reform?"

Feng Ji sighed: "You have oversimplified the situation in the court."

"What's the meaning?"

Wang Wu, Zhao Jian, Yan Si and others also turned their attention.

Feng Ji smiled and seemed to talk more because of drinking.

"Reform is certainly a good thing, but it depends on who it is for."

"Brother Tan and others want to learn from the West and carry out reforms based on the constitutional monarchy."

"But do you know what a constitutional monarchy is?"

Almost everyone present was a martial artist, who would know such a thing.

Even Jiu Jin, who has been with Tan Sitong all year round, would not be able to understand what a constitutional monarchy is.

Not to mention her, even Tan Sitong and Kang Youwei probably didn't understand the constitutional monarchy deeply enough.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to propose this set of reforms in the country.

They just copy the Western system, thinking that this can change China's current situation.

As everyone knows, the British constitutional monarchy also has its own special background, which is different from the current situation in the Qing Dynasty.

Feng Ji glanced at everyone's doubtful eyes and said helplessly: "The so-called constitutional monarchy is a national system relative to the monarchy. It establishes people's sovereignty, limits the monarch's power, and realizes affairs on the premise of retaining the monarchy through constitution. republican ideals but not a republican form of government.”

His words made everyone confused again.

I can understand every word, but when put together, I don't understand it at all.

Feng Ji thought for a while, then changed his explanation and said: "To put it bluntly, it means restricting the emperor's rights and decentralizing power. From now on, the emperor will rule without ruling and will have no great power."

These words were straightforward enough that everyone present understood them.

As soon as Feng Ji finished speaking, Zhao Jian couldn't help but said: "Then the emperor will be happy?"

Jiu Jin and Wang Wu couldn't understand either.

"If the emperor has no power, how can he still be called an emperor? Which emperor would be willing to do this?"

"No emperor can agree to this method, right?"

Jiujin suddenly said: "That's not right, then why does our emperor agree to the reform? I heard what the young master said, the emperor seems to agree with the reform they said."

Wang Wu couldn't help but said: "If the emperor can really agree, he will be a famous emperor through the ages."

Decentralize imperial power and rule without governing. Which powerful emperor can do this?

Feng Ji smiled: "Let me ask you, if you had 10 million silver, would you donate it to the people?"

"Yes!" Wang Wu said directly: "If you don't bring it with you in life, and if you don't take it with you in death, how many years and months will it take you to spend ten million taels? It's better to use it to strengthen the country."

Zhao Jian also laughed and said: "I can do it too, it's only 10 million."

Feng Ji suddenly smiled and said: "Then if you have ten taels of silver with you, would you like to finish this meal?"

Zhao Jian glared: "Fifth brother agreed to treat us."

Jiujin also said quickly: "I only have five taels on me, and the young master rewarded me. Don't look at me."

Feng Ji suddenly burst out laughing: "Look, if I say ten million taels, you can all donate it without hesitation, but for ten taels of silver, everyone has to refuse. What's the point?"

Everyone looked at each other, Jiujin reacted the fastest, and said with a smile: "Of course no one has ten million taels of silver. Anyone can do it. If you want to have ten taels of silver, everyone here can come up with it. Of course everyone wants it." Weigh it up."

Feng Ji smiled and gave her a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Jiu Jin is talented and smart, and he can do it all at once."

"Then by the same token, if our emperor really had the power, would he agree to the reform?"

"But he has agreed now." Jiu Jin asked.

Feng Ji smiled and said nothing.

Wang Wu had already understood at this time. He looked gloomy and said, "That's because the current emperor has no power!"

Everyone was shocked and immediately thought of it.

In today's world, the Queen Mother of the West listens to politics behind the curtain, and the emperor is just a puppet. He has no power in his hands. Of course, he can see whether there is reform or not.

Feng Ji smiled and said: "The imperial power is no longer in the hands of the emperor. Brother Tan and others are actively advocating reforms to weaken the imperial power. Who do you think is the most anxious?"

"The Queen Mother of the West!"

Wang Wu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, so if they change the law and get the emperor's consent, it will be of no use. On the contrary, it will only cause death."

“The day of reform and reform is when danger comes.”

Bang~!

Jiujin's face turned pale, the wine glass in his hand fell, his lips trembled, and he looked at Feng Ji: "Feng...Brother Feng, you...are you telling the truth? Young master and the others...will be killed?"

Feng Ji took a sip of his drink and said, "You can go back and ask him and you will know."

Wang Wu sighed, drank a full glass, and sighed: "Brother Tan... he won't back down."

Jiujin's eyes were slightly red, and he said anxiously: "Brother Feng, Fifth Master, is there any way to save the young master?"

"Leave the capital and stop participating in these things." Feng Ji gave direct advice.

He really wanted to save Tan Sitong and save this patriotic gentleman.

Jiujin said in pain: "It's impossible, the young master can't agree to it."

Feng Ji was helpless: "Saving the country is not the only way to survive. He is still too stubborn and is too heavily influenced by Kang Youwei."

Feng Ji knew very well that Kang You was not worthy of his trust.

In history, after the sacrifice of the Six Gentlemen of 1898, Kang Youwei fled abroad.

Originally, it was not a scandal to flee abroad, but the bad thing is that this person has been trying to restore the monarchy and oppose the revolution.

This is a complete hypocrite who will become the spiritual leader of the Braid Army restoration movement in the future and seriously hinders the process of national reunification.

After this meal and the rest of the drink, everyone was having their own thoughts.

Jiujin drank a little too much and was walking in a daze.

Everyone sent her to rest in the Qiangwu Academy.

The night was as cold as water, and light snow fell in the sky.

Wang Wu watched the snow fall on the treetops in the courtyard, feeling depressed.

When Feng Ji passed by, he paused slightly, walked up and said, "It's so late, fifth brother is still not sleeping?"

Wang Wu turned around and saw Feng Ji, and couldn't help but sigh: "Since General Liu Yongfu was forced to go to Annan and the Black Flag Army was disbanded, the fire of hope in my chest has been extinguished."

"When I met Brother Tan and others outside the customs, a spark in my heart was ignited again. I thought they would be the hope of the country, but after listening to your words today, my heart... sigh."

Feng Ji patted him on the shoulder: "Fifth Brother, Brother Tan, they are indeed heroes for the country and the people. They do have vision and courage, but they are bound by the times and trapped by the Four Books and Five Classics, and it is difficult to get out."

"China's hope does not lie with them."

Wang Wu said bitterly: "Is there still hope for China? Japan, a small country, can penetrate into the Central Plains. Taiwan and Liaodong were all robbed by Japan. If it weren't for internal strife among foreigners, Liaodong would not be able to get it back."

"Tell me, do we still have hope?"

Feng Ji looked at Wang Wu and said firmly: "Yes!"

Wang Wu was shocked and couldn't help but look at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji pointed to the south and said: "Fifth brother, if you have free time, go to Guangzhou. The Black Flag Army is still there. The revolution there is different from here."

"Guangzhou?"

"It's not convenient to say it over the wine table. I reorganized the Black Flag Army in Guangzhou. Now the Guangzhou Uprising has achieved a phased victory."

"The revolutionary party and the reformers have different ideas. They may not be able to find a path, but they are definitely more suitable for China than the reformers."

"Don't be trapped in the capital and don't count on the Qing government. They will only be a stumbling block on China's path forward."

"Only by breaking away from the Qing government can China move towards a bright future."

"Fifth brother, no matter what, you must remain useful and fight for China's future, not for the corrupt Qing court. Do you understand?"

Wang Wu's heart was shocked: "Brother, you... tell me about Guangzhou again!"

…

Early the next morning, Jiujin woke up in a daze and stretched.

A trace of white skin at the hem was briefly exposed. She quickly covered her clothes, stood up, looked around, and secretly said something bad.

She was drunk after drinking, which really delayed things. Fortunately, her daughter's identity was not seen.

After tying up her trousers, she opened the door and saw everyone gathered in the yard, some cheering loudly.

Seeing the whole yard surrounded by naked men, Jiu Jin was a little excited and laughed loudly: "What are you doing?"

She pushed aside the others and squeezed in.

But he saw a large open space in the center of the crowd, where Zhao Jian was fighting with Wang Wu's disciples.

This made Jiujin's eyes suddenly brighten. She had been interested in fighting since she was a child.

And it is a woman's nature to join in the fun.

"Hey, hey, why did the fight start?"

She ran to Zuo Zongsheng and asked.

A smile appeared on Zuo Zongsheng's face: "Fighting is a sparring exercise. My master said that if Zhao Jia Quan can defeat Huo Jia Quan, there must be something unique about it, so I want everyone to try it."

Jiu Jin quickly looked into the field and saw Zhao Jian standing on the ground with both feet, as if he was taking root.

The four or five people behind him attacked together, but they couldn't even push him.

Jiujin's hands were itchy and he shouted, "Count me in."

She turned over and jumped into the crowd, facing Zhao Jian with a piercing palm strike on the knee.

Zhao Jian laughed loudly: "Brother Jiu Jin, you are so cruel."

But seeing Zhao Jian's muscles bulging, his energy and blood vibrating, he pressed his arms down violently.

There was a bang, blocking Jiujin's palm.

Jiu Jin's arms were numb and he kept retreating, with surprise on his face: "Ming Jin? Are you Ming Jin martial artist?"

Zhao Jian chuckled: "How?"

Jiu Jin shrugged and said, "There's no need to fight, I'm still far from Ming Jin."

She exited the circle, came to Zuo Zongsheng's side, and asked, "Hey, where are Fifth Master and Brother Feng?"

"They went to a martial arts competition."

"What? A martial arts competition?"

"Yes, you were drunk last night. Your young master came to see you this morning and brought an invitation to the martial arts competition. He said that Prince Yi was holding a martial arts competition, so my master took the eldest brother there."

Zuo Zongsheng's words made Jiujin widen his eyes and said quickly: "Why didn't you call me for such a lively thing?"

"When did they leave?"

"Not long after I left, hehe, Brother Zhao said that they are holding a martial arts competition. Let's have a martial arts competition at the Qiangwu Conference. The loser will have a drink. Jiujin, you just lost."

"What are you drinking? Another day, I'll go to the martial arts competition."

After saying that, Jiujin quickly squeezed through the crowd and trotted all the way.

At the martial arts competition, the crowd surged.

Qing soldiers gathered around. There was a huge terrace in the center with many tables and chairs placed around it. Many dignitaries arrived.

Flags are flying and people are coming and going.

"It turns out that Brother Feng is actually the president of the Qiangwu Association. It's disrespectful and disrespectful."

In front of Feng Ji, a middle-aged man wearing silk satin held his fists and smiled.

Tan Sitong stood next to the middle-aged man and said: "Brother Yuan, President Feng is not only superb in martial arts, but also has extraordinary knowledge."

When Yuan Shikai heard this, he asked in surprise: "Brother Feng is famous?"

Wang Wu quickly came to the rescue and said: "Brother Yuan, Brother Feng and I are both martial artists, how can we have any fame?"

Yuan Shikai couldn't help but smile, his attitude seemed to be less enthusiastic.

Tan Sitong said: "Brother Yuan, knowledge is life experience and has nothing to do with fame. Brother Feng, how about we talk about it on the train that day. Although you and I have different views, it does not involve personal friendship. How about it?"

Feng Ji smiled: "That's how it should be."

He looked at the brother Yuan next to Tan Sitong many times. This was the famous Yuan Shikai in history.

But at this time, Yuan Shikai had just been appointed and was about to go to Tianjin Station to train troops.

Feng Ji looked at him and thought, Yuan Shikai was going to a small station to train troops, would he have a chance to profit from it?