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Chapter 86 Strength is Respect

"Young Master, I don't think so." Han Zhong said quickly after hearing this, "But as the old saying goes: When women are in charge of the house, the walls will fall and the house will collapse. Are you willing to submit to a woman?"

"As long as she believes in: the journey of the great road, the world is fair. Why not?" Han Qinhu said frankly, his clear eyes reflecting his figure.

Han Zhong opened and closed his mouth when he heard this, and thought for a moment, "That's just an ideal, how is it possible? Those who work hard govern others, and those who work hard govern others." He said with deep eyes, "A person's background is determined from the moment he is born. To

The blame is on his bad luck. The young master really wants to get along with those stupid people." He snorted coldly, "They don't know a word of Chinese characters. If you talk to them, you are talking to them."

"If we can't learn it, we're born with it, right? We all learn it from the beginning!" Han Qinhu said optimistically, "People are neither stupid nor dull, so there is no reason why they can't learn it."

"Master, you really let these mud-legged people sit on an equal footing with you! Even sitting on top of the temple." Han Zhong couldn't imagine it and shuddered. This scene was too terrifying.

"Why can't it be possible? This noble clan governs the world like this? We should be ashamed." Han Qinhu said sarcastically, and then said seriously, "Maybe we should change the way! Those who have gained the right will get more help, and those who have lost the right will get less.

.Uncle Zhong, look at these countless emperors, big and small, and see how many of them are truly serving the people and the world."

"Then it won't be Mrs. Hong's turn!" Han Zhong said with a sad face, "Are all the men in the world not dead yet?"

"Not all men in the world are dead, but what about this world? We all see it in our eyes and remember it in our hearts." Han Qinhu snorted coldly, looked at him seriously and said, "We only admire capable people.

It doesn’t matter whether you’re male or female!”

"Master, you see, your words have changed." Han Zhong looked at him with a bitter face and said, "I..." tears fell down, "Bah! What I say, old slave, is so unpleasant.

changed."

"Haha..." Han Qinhu laughed loudly when he heard this, and he burst into tears.

"Young master, please stop laughing. I already want to die." Han Zhong looked at him with a layer of mist in his eyes and said.

"You! Don't think about it. What are you going to die for? We want to live well." Han Qinhu looked at him with soft eyes and said.

"Master, don't you doubt it? Even if the plague is real, she is not only good at civil and military skills, but also knows medicine. With her humble background and being a refugee, she can have access to such profound knowledge." Han Zhong frowned and looked at him and said.

"Oh! These!" Han Qinhu looked at him funny and said, "You have asked about it, why don't you believe it?"

"Do you believe it? I learned it on the way to escape." Han Zhong said unconvincingly, "It doesn't feel very reliable."

"Why is it so unreliable? I've been fleeing from the famine since I was born. It's normal to study for more than ten years. Seriously speaking, we also escaped, but we have strong soldiers and horses. No one dared to touch us along the way. The lone noble clan

, in the eyes of refugees, that is fat." Han Qinhu looked at him with clear eyes and said, "I believe that if people like Madam Hong get the opportunity to read and read, they will work harder and harder than me.

"I wish I could use all twelve hours a day." He looked at him with a smile on his lips and said, "Uncle Zhong didn't see how hard they worked in Zhongyuan!"

"Master, Mrs. Hong broke the rules like this." Han Zhong reminded in a low voice.

"What rules?" Han Qinhu looked at him with puzzled eyes and said.

"These people who read and read have always been descendants of the gentry. How could they have such stupid things? Madam Hong teaches them, which makes people here panic." Han Zhong said dissatisfiedly, "It takes away their souls."

Now, who will work for us from now on?"

"Haha..." Han Qinhu shook his head and laughed when he heard this, "Uncle Zhong disapproves."

"Of course, if you learn more, you will develop your appetite and become more interested." Han Zhong vowed, "Who would be willing to be inferior to others!" He complained, "This Madam Hong is really naive.

It's so bad that if you don't know how to teach your disciples, the master will starve to death!"

Han Qinhu looked at him with his dark eyes and said, "What should I say about certain things? Didn't you see that Chen Zhongyuan and the others looked at Madam Hong with admiration in their eyes." He added funnyly, "Trust is also mutual, Chen Zhongyuan.

With their expressions of tears of gratitude, how could they have any second thoughts! They wish they could go out of their way to save Madam Hong." The topic changed and he added, "Besides, you can think of it. With Madam Hong's intelligence, how could she not have thought of teaching Dare to teach?

They are not afraid of starving the master to death. Maybe we have only seen a little bit, and we cannot imagine how powerful she is."

"How is this possible?" Han Zhong looked at him suspiciously and said, feeling that it was a bit too exaggerated.

"Then let's wait and see." Han Qinhu turned his head slightly and looked at the people moving farther and farther away from him and said, "Let's go!" He said as he walked, "Uncle Zhong, don't be good at making opinions in the future, especially regarding Hong Kong.

A lady’s.”

"I don't dare, but my attitude towards Madam Hong remains unchanged, and my loyal words are offensive to my ears. I still have to say something about her." Han Zhong said seriously with his hands raised.

"Say it! I'll listen." Han Qinhu raised his lips and smiled slightly when he heard this.

The two quickened their pace and slowly caught up with the team.

When we walked outside the city gate, it was already noon, and the sun was burning!

"The city gate is wide open, is there any fraud?" Sixi said, staring closely at the unusually quiet city gate.

"No! They didn't know we were coming." Jiang Shuisheng said without thinking.

"You didn't have to run far away if you knew it was a plague!" Chen Zhongyuan echoed, "It seems like things are not going well in this city!"

"We still couldn't save them." Hong Lianshuo looked at the people who were still hanging on the city wall. They had been dried out in the past few days.

"If a plague really broke out in the city, who would be in the mood to care about them?" Han Qinhu said, staring darkly at the city gate.

"Why does this smell so bad?" Han Youxin held his nose and muttered.

"Didn't Mrs. Hong say that after seven or eight days of this disease, many people will suffer from intestinal ulceration, diarrhea, and eventually die from exhaustion." Fang Dachui looked around and said, "Isn't this the smell of a toilet?"

"Then shall we go in?" Sixi said after swallowing.

"Come in!" Hong Lianshuo said decisively, "Let's see if there are any survivors." He took off a square cloth from his waist and covered the lower half of his long face with a simple version of the mask.

There is no way, there is no cloth, so I can only tear off a piece of cloth from my clothes, smear it with dandelion juice, and make do with it!

Hong Lianshuo looked back at Jiang Shuisheng and said, "You are not fully healed from your injuries. Please be careful."
Chapter completed!
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