The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 119 Tan Sitong
"Fifth brother is not dead?"

When Feng Ji heard this, surprise appeared on his face.

Zhao Jian was stunned: "Who said he was dead?"

Feng Ji waved his hand and just asked, "What is he going to do in the capital? Why doesn't he stay in Jinmen to develop?"

Zhao Jiandao: "I heard from Yan Si that Wang Wu came back this time with a nobleman, and it is said that he was also invited by this person to come to Beijing."

Feng Ji frowned: "Who is this nobleman?"

"I don't know much about this. It's not convenient for me to inquire about people's connections."

Feng Ji's mind moved slightly, and he already had a guess.

"In this way, I will go to the capital in the next few days to meet Fifth Brother."

"I'll go with you."

"what are you going to do?"

Zhao Jian laughed: "It's boring to stay here for a long time. It's interesting to go out with you. I heard that there are countless masters in the capital, and the four mountains in the capital are very famous. I want to see how you deal with them. "

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing: "I went to meet friends, not to compete in martial arts."

"Hahaha, I don't believe it."

"Before you were in Shandong, you made your name as a horizontal iron boxer. When you came to Jinmen, you swept the Jinmen boxing gym. When you went to Guangzhou, there was a revolution in Guangzhou."

"I can see it, you, where are you going, there must be something going on there."

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "You know something is going on, but you still dare to rush forward?"

"With you here, what am I afraid of?"

Feng Ji laughed out loud.

After staying in Tianjin for another half a month, Feng Ji took Zhao Jian and rushed to the capital.

Jinmen is very close to the capital city. At this time, there is a train. Although the speed is not fast, it is much faster than riding a horse and taking a boat. The journey takes more than three hours.

Feng Ji and Zhao Jian were sitting on the train, looking at the people of the Qing Dynasty who were full of people in the train, they felt a sense of time and space disorder in their hearts.

Zhao Jian lay at the window of the train, vomiting wildly, this guy is still motion sick.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I told you not to follow, you just wanted to come."

Zhao Jian's face turned pale, he took a sip of water, and said, "I knew this foreign train would be such a torment, I might as well ride a horse."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "When will I get to the capital on horseback? That's fine. It's good to get familiar with the train earlier. When fighting with foreigners, it's commonplace to take the train."

"Will we fight again? Didn't the Sino-Japanese War just happened? If the fight continues, the common people will really starve to death." Zhao Jian couldn't help but said.

Feng Ji sighed: "Because the Sino-Japanese War has just been fought, Japan has reaped huge benefits from it. Can foreigners be jealous?"

"The Qing government is weak and can be bullied. It has been defeated again and again. Now it is a fat sheep in the eyes of foreigners. Everyone wants to come up and take a bite."

Zhao Jian's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help cursing: "Fuck, you bastard foreign devil!"

After a while, he couldn't help cursing again: "The imperial court is also full of fucking balls, it can lose to the Japanese, what a fool."

Feng Ji shook his head: "Are Deng Shichang and the others eggy? They are desperate to kill the Japanese."

"Of course Deng Shichang is not eggy, he is a great hero, but unfortunately he still lost." Zhao Jian sighed.

"So, the person who makes the decision is Dandan." Feng Ji smiled.

"well said!"

When Feng Ji was chatting with Zhao Jian, he suddenly heard a cheer from the people in the back row.

Feng Ji and Zhao Jian couldn't help looking at each other.

But I saw two masters and servants sitting in the back row. The man was about thirty, with a burly figure, and he seemed to have practiced kung fu for several years.

But different from ordinary warriors, he still has a scholarly spirit on his body, and his brows are imposing.

Beside him was a servant with a beautiful face and fair skin.

With just one glance, Feng Ji could tell that this servant was not a man, but a beautiful woman, dressed as a servant for some reason.

But seeing the male host get up, he came across to Feng Ji and the two, clasped his fists to Feng Ji, and said with a smile: "I'm down, Tan Sitong, I've met you two, I was presumptuous just now."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows immediately, he was too familiar with this name.

"You are Tan Sitong?"

Tan Sitong smiled and said, "Your Excellency has heard of me?"

Feng Ji smiled: "The representative of the reform school, Kang Youwei's favorite student."

Hearing this, Tan Sitong couldn't help showing a smile: "Don't dare to be, dare to ask Your Excellency's name?"

"Feng Ji of Jinmen."

"Jinmen Zhao Jian."

Feng Ji and Zhao Jian hugged each other.

Tan Sitong approached Feng Ji and Feng Ji face to face.

The servant took a step ahead, cleaned the seat for him, stood aside and said with a smile: "Master, please sit down."

Tan Sitong sat down with a smile, and said: "I just heard brother Feng's high-spirited talk, and he seems to have a lot of opinions on the current situation. I wonder if we can talk about it?"

Feng Ji smiled: "It's just nonsense, we brothers joked about it, and Brother Tan laughed."

"Hey, the affairs of the world should be discussed by the people of the world. Why not, Jiu Jin, go and ask for a pot of wine."

"Yes, sir."

Tan Sitong gave an order, and the servant's original name was Jiujin, so he immediately ran to buy wine.

"Brother Feng is going to the capital?"

"good."

"I have quite a lot of contacts in the capital. If Brother Feng is going to the capital to do business, I may be able to help you."

Feng Ji smiled: "Why is Brother Tan so enthusiastic?"

"There are not many insightful people in the world. Now is the critical moment for the rise and fall of the country. The people of the country should unite."

"Master, here comes the wine."

Jiu Jin ran over with a jug of wine, and also brought four cups tactfully.

Tan Sitong personally poured a glass for Feng Ji and Zhao Jian, and immediately greeted Jiu Jin: "Jiu Jin, you sit too."

Jiu Jin didn't seem to be an ordinary servant. Hearing this, he sat aside laughing and said, "Master, I'll pour you wine."

Tan Sitong raised his wine glass and said, "Brother Feng, Brother Zhao, it is fate to meet you two today, and Tan Mou respects you both."

Zhao Jian seemed to like Tan Sitong quite a bit, and said, "Good drinker, Brother Tan is so proud, thank you."

He immediately gulped it down and laughed loudly, showing the reckless spirit of the world.

Tan Sitong also smiled, and turned to look at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji smiled, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down.

"Good drinker!" Tan Sitong laughed.

Jiu Jin took the opportunity to flatter him and said, "You two seem to be heroes in the world at first glance. As the saying goes, good wine matches heroes, and good men make good men. It is really a great joy to drink with these two good men today."

Tan Sitong laughed loudly: "You are the best at talking."

Feng Ji also smiled and had a good impression of Tan Sitong.

This man is not only a national hero, but also has the boldness of a person in the world.

Unlike imperial officials, they have complicated thoughts and deep palaces.

After a glass of wine, the two sides became acquainted.

Tan Sitong smiled and said, "Brother Feng, what you said just now seems to have some insight into the current situation? I don't know what Brother Feng thinks, how should we deal with the current situation?"

Feng Ji smiled: "How do you deal with yourself? Do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

"The most important thing in making friends is to talk to each other. Naturally, you have to listen to the truth."

"Okay, then I'll say it straight, the Qing Dynasty is over, the sun is setting, and sooner or later it will die."

Just one sentence instantly changed Tan Sitong's color.

Zhao Jian also coughed and choked on alcohol, quickly wiped his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Master Feng, you can't say that."

Feng Ji smiled: "Look, if I'm telling the truth, you won't dare to listen. You might as well not say it."

Tan Sitong's face darkened slightly, and he said, "Brother Feng, this statement is outrageous."

Feng Ji asked with a smile, "Why are you so rebellious?"

"You and I are both citizens of the Qing Dynasty. This kind of nonsense is not treason, what is it?"

Feng Ji laughed: "If I were a Japanese, would you feel treasonous if I said these words?"

Tan Sitong frowned, not knowing why.

"Your so-called treason is because you regard yourself as a courtier of the Qing government, but is this world the one that is full of Qing?"

"Is not it?"

"Joke, the world has been the world of the common people since ancient times."

"He broke into the Central Plains from outside the customs and stole the authority of the Central Plains. He is really a thief."

"Right now, the Qing court loses power and humiliates the country, but they don't think about making progress, and only care about pleasure."

"The Boxer Rebellion in the north, and the rebellion in the south, can't Brother Tan see it?"

"The people in this world don't want to be the citizens of this waste Qing Dynasty anymore."

Tan Sitong's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes widened in shock at Feng Ji's shocking remarks.

"You...you...you are a rebel?"

he asked subconsciously.

Feng Ji smiled: "Brother Tan, do you regret drinking with me?"

Tan Sitong remained silent, but stood up and turned to leave.

Feng Ji said indifferently: "Brother Tan, you are really stupid to put your so-called hope on the self-reform of the Qing court."

"Do you know that the world is no longer in the hands of the Qing court?"

"It's the Qing court that has the final say, not the one you supported."

"You wait for the new reform, doomed to fail."

Tan Sitong paused, and said in a cold tone, "The Qing Dynasty is still orthodox. Scholars in the world, and people of insight, all receive the favor of the emperor. How can they be disloyal to the emperor?"

"You are waiting for the king's salary, and you don't want to repay the king, so what face do you have to comment on our actions here?"

Feng Ji couldn't help laughing: "The salary of the emperor? I am not an official, and I am not a scholar. How can I get the salary of the emperor?"

"Scholar, farmer, businessman, no matter who you are, the world is stable and the people can live. If it weren't for the imperial court, how could you be full?"

Feng Ji smiled: "It's nonsense, you are also a scholar, the change of dynasties has happened since ancient times, you have also been abroad, and you know that the imperial power is granted by heaven, but it is just a cover for the ruler to fool the people."

"Even your so-called loyalty to the emperor and father is just a Confucian way of ruling people's hearts."

"You should know that this world belongs to the common people, and the common people have the final say on everything."

"Yan Fu is right. You need to open your eyes to see the world. If you don't understand it, then you haven't seen enough or deep enough."

"Brother Tan, listen to my advice. The Qing Dynasty is hopeless. If you wait for the reform, it will only lead to death."

"If you have time, go to Guangzhou, there is a way to save the country."

Tan Sitong turned his head and took a deep look at Feng Ji: "The way is different, we don't conspire with each other, let's leave."

Feng Ji didn't take it seriously, and waved his hands with a smile.

Jiu Jin was dumbfounded, it was the first time he saw someone dare to argue with the young master like this, the young master was speechless.

Tan Sitong shouted: "Nine catties! Still not leaving?"

"Huh? Oh oh."

Jiu Jin got up quickly and followed Tan Sitong.

Watching the two leave, Zhao Jian scratched his head, and couldn't help saying: "I think this person is nice, why did you break up after talking for a few words?"

Feng Ji turned his head to look at Zhao Jian, and said with a smile, "He wants me to work for the Qing court, do you think it's possible?"

Zhao Jian immediately shook his head: "That's definitely not possible. There are no good people in the court, and a group of incompetent people. It's not bad for you to command them."

Feng Ji laughed. Sure enough, if a scholar reads too much, his brain will be enslaved by a set of Confucian thinking.

Still such a warrior, more malleable.

Feng Ji understands that in this era, unless they are scholars who have really gone abroad and seen the world, most scholars still have the idea of ​​being loyal to the emperor and patriotic.

It's a pity that they are patriotic, and they love the Qing Dynasty, not China.

They can't tell this, and they are doomed to be futile.

In the late Qing Dynasty, they were not worthy of their allegiance.

The Qing Dynasty didn't care how foreigners oppressed the people and insulted China, even if they ceded land and lost money, it didn't matter.

They care more about their dominance.

Foreigners just want money and territory, but they will not lose their throne.

They can still press on the heads of hundreds of millions of people, be emperors for generations, and their children and grandchildren can still enjoy the glory and wealth.

Once you understand this, and then see the government's series of operations that humiliate the country and lose power, you will understand the intentions of those in power.

Therefore, no matter how humiliated the people are, no matter how passionate they are, as long as the Qing government is in power for a day, they can only hold back.

It is a pity that it is difficult for others except the Southern Revolutionary Party to see this clearly.

Even the White Lotus Sect and the Boxer Regiment acted under the slogan of helping the Qing Dynasty and destroying the foreigners.

It's just a joke, helping the Qing and destroying the foreign... This Daqing is just a dou who can't be helped.

Feng Ji watched the trees retreat quickly outside the window, chuckled lightly, and ignored it.

……

Getting off the car at Majiapu, Feng Ji and his two rode on their horses and went all the way to the city.

People come and go in the capital, and the liveliness is far higher than other places.

There are no street fights, no gangs running rampant here, and protection fees are collected in broad daylight.

There are many foreign firms going to and from the shops, and there are many red-haired ghosts sitting in sedan chairs, pointing and laughing at the people in the capital from time to time.

That look reminded Feng Ji of the tourists who went to the zoo in his previous life.

In the eyes of these foreigners, the Qing Dynasty people in front of them are like animals.

Women in the capital are generally more handsome than women in other places. It may be that there are more nobles at the foot of the capital, and the women have enough to eat and don't have to work, so they are better off.

As for the man, he is still not tall, but his spirit seems to be much better than other places.

Traffickers and pawns, their eyes shone with philistine shrewdness, unlike the common people in Guangzhou, their faces were numb.

Feng Ji and Zhao Jian inquired all the way, and finally found the Qiangwuhui established by Wang Wu in the afternoon.

What surprised Feng Ji was that the location of Wang Wu's Strong Martial Arts Club was not too remote, and there was a vague sound of martial arts training inside.

Zhao Jian couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that Yan Si and the others are doing very well. Look at this lintel, it is exactly the same as the Jinmen Strong Martial Arts Association."

Feng Ji smiled and said, "Go in and have a look."

Zhao Jian knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened, but a short boy stuck his head out and looked at the two of them.

The boy's face was immature, but his tone was very sophisticated. He asked, "Do you two want to learn boxing from a teacher?"

Zhao Jian laughed loudly: "What kind of boxing do you want to learn? It's almost the same if I come to teach boxing."

The boy's expression changed immediately: "Are you here to kick the gym?"

Zhao Jian laughed again: "Haha, our family, what kind of club are you playing, go and go, ask Yan Si and Yuan Fu to come out, and then say Zhao Jian is here!"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Are you from Tianjin?"

He had obviously heard of Zhao Jian's name, otherwise he wouldn't be so happy.

Zhao Jian laughed loudly: "You know me?"

"Hey, fourth brother Yan said that among all the boxing styles in Jinmen, the Zhao family boxing is second to none. I heard that the president once defeated the Huo family boxing with the Zhao family boxing. My master is full of praise. You are the Zhao family boxing!" Is it Master Zhao of boxing?"

Zhao Jian laughed triumphantly at the young man's few words: "Hahaha, it's me, boy, or you can talk, why don't you invite us in?"

The young man hurriedly opened the door, welcomed the two of them in, and looked at Feng Ji at the same time, secretly marveling in his heart, this man is so tall.

He couldn't help asking: "Which master are you? Are you from Zhao Family Boxing?"

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I am the president you said defeated Huo Yuanjia."

"what!"

The boy was taken aback immediately, and opened his mouth wide, in disbelief: "You...you are the president?"

"If it's a fake replacement."

"Wow—Master! Master! The president is here, the president is here!"

The boy suddenly yelled in surprise, turned around and rushed into the yard, yelling into it.

Following his shout, many people stopped practicing martial arts immediately and turned to look at the door.

Wang Wu also quickly stopped, turning his head to look, his expression was full of surprise.

"Brother Feng!"

Yan Si and Wang Yuanfu were also there, and they couldn't help being surprised to see Feng Ji and Zhao Jian.

"Zhao Jian!"

"President!"

"Why are you here!"

"Good guy, why didn't you notify me in advance when you came to the capital, so we can pick you up."

Several men walked over excitedly, and punched each other hard when they met.

When they arrived in front of Feng Ji, everyone respected him a lot, and they all clasped their fists to say hello.

Feng Ji smiled back and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months, everyone is in good spirits."

He looked at Wang Wu and said with a smile, "Fifth brother, you are easy for me to find."

Wang Wu was stunned: "How do you say that?"

"I went to Guangzhou, only to find out that you went to Liaodong. The brothers of the Broadsword Team over there thought you were sacrificed, and lied to me a lot of tears. If you don't invite me to drink today, you will definitely not be spared."

Wang Wu's expression suddenly became complicated, and he smiled wryly: "Big Sword Team...Guangzhou brothers, how are you?"

"Everything is fine, I just miss you very much, everyone thought you were already..."

"Oh, I don't have the face to face them. None of the brothers I took away came back with me, but I'm still alive..."

Wang Wu's eyes were reddened, and he blamed himself and was extremely annoyed.

Feng Ji patted him on the shoulder: "Isn't it good to be alive? Fifth brother, keep a useful body and kill a few more Japanese dogs to condolence to the dead brothers, isn't it?"

When Wang Wu heard the words, his eyes suddenly showed sharp colors: "You are right, so I am back!"

"I, Wang Wu, want to keep this skill, kill more Japanese, avenge those brothers, and find a way out for the common people!"

Speaking of this, he revived his ambition and said: "Brother, I have met a lot of insightful people this time. They are all people who do great things. If I can contribute to them, the brothers who died will also die." I can rest in peace."

Feng Ji laughed loudly: "Fifth brother, you have a new person and forgot the old one, why did you forget about me when you made new friends?"

Wang Wu couldn't help crying and laughing: "Where is this, I will treat you tonight, and everyone will not return if they are not drunk!"

Everyone immediately cheered and rejoiced, but at this moment, laughter suddenly came from the door.

"Fifth Master, do you have some wine to drink? Why don't you call me and the young master?"

(End of this chapter)