Zhang Fei answered so matter-of-factly that Li Mengxi curled up the corners of his mouth, then wanted to smile, but moved the corners of his mouth again and again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ah ha ha ha ha..." Li Mengxi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed so much that tears came out of his eyes.

Li Mengxi seemed to be mocking, laughing and shaking his head.

"Why are you laughing?"

Zhang Fei asked dissatisfiedly.

Li Mengxi laughed so hard that he coughed again and again. He finally stopped laughing and wiped the tears from his eyes.

Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide were powerful men in Zhuojun.

What does it mean to be powerful? Landlord.

What were the virtues of ancient landlords? There may be some landlords who are good people, but the entire landlord class is essentially an exploiting class. In a society that has been cannibalistic for two thousand years, there are many crimes.

What a disappointment. It turned out that Zhang Fei, who was born in the landlord class, thought so. The people should starve to death on the spot, and the crime of rebellion is unpardonable.

Zhang Fei is a powerful man, so he naturally considers issues from the perspective of a powerful man.

"The third general said that people should not rebel even if they starve to death. This is a big fallacy!"

Li Mengxi slapped his crotch, stood up suddenly, stared at Zhang Fei without fear.

Zhang Fei didn't want to be like a doll, but just now Li Mengxi said that the Han Dynasty was about to perish, and Zhang Fei was very unhappy. Now, this doll dared to shout at him again, Zhang Fei was so angry that he suddenly got very angry.

The sleeves are ready to teach this ignorant kid who talks nonsense.

Guan Yu knew the temperament of his third brother and was afraid that Li Mengxi would be beaten. Guan Yu hurriedly stood up and rushed over to stop Zhang Fei, "Third brother, you are still shaking your arms with a baby? You are so shameless!"

Guan Yu held down the angry Zhang Fei.

"I dare to ask the three generals, all the fields in the world are planted and cultivated by the people themselves. Every meter and millet are produced by the people.

In this year of disaster, many people who grow grain have died of starvation, and those who do not work in farming and mulberry fields are full of fat.

Someone asked the third general, "Why do those who grow food starve to death by the roadside, and those whose hands are not stained with mud have meat that smells stinky? Why is this so?"

My master once composed a poem to show mercy to the peasants, and the general might as well listen to it.

Sow a grain of millet in spring,

Harvest thousands of seeds in autumn.

There is no idle land in the world,

The farmer still starved to death.

I am young and cannot understand the deep meaning of the poem. I ask the three generals to teach me why there is no idle land in the world, and farmers especially starve to death?

Why?

Why!"

Li Mengxi looked slightly cold and asked sharply.

Although he is still young, his voice is immature, and his sharp shouts are deafening.

At that moment, Li Mengxi's small figure seemed to represent the shouts of hundreds of millions of people, more powerful than thousands of troops. He shouted "Why!" twice in succession!

It touches people's hearts and makes them tremble.

The people in the tent had mixed reactions.

Zhang Fei's eyes were still wide open, and his face turned dark and red.

He wanted to refute Li Mengxi, but found that there was no way to refute him.

Guan Yu Danfeng's eyes widened and he looked at Li Mengxi in great surprise.

Guan Yu was familiar with military books and read more classics, especially the Spring and Autumn Period. Guan Yu's knowledge was naturally extraordinary.

The song "Compassion for the Farmers" sounded like a warning to Guan Yu.

At this time, Li Mengxi scolded Zhang Fei, who turned his back to Liu Bei.

Liu Bei stared blankly at Li Mengxi's standing upright back. At this time, Liu Bei's ears kept echoing the words "There is no idle land in the world, especially farmers who starve to death." It echoed over and over again, and Liu Bei was confused.

"Xuan De Gong." After Li Mengxi scolded Zhang Fei, he turned around and gave Liu Bei a light salute.

Liu Bei was in a daze when he suddenly woke up. "...Oh, sit down!" Liu Bei hurriedly stretched out his hand and asked Li Mengxi to sit down.

When talking about the natural class conflict between the feudal landed class and the peasants, if we really talk about it in depth, we must talk about the opposition between the imperial power and the people, which is too shocking.

Moreover, today we are talking about the power of the world, not a profound analysis of the natural opposition between the people and the ruling class.

Knowing that he had gone astray, Li Mengxi frowned slightly and reorganized his thoughts.

After a moment, Li Mengxi cleared his mind and cleared his throat, "If we talk about the current situation of the Han Dynasty, there are twelve words - all kinds of diseases are everywhere, the diseases have been accumulated for a long time, and it is difficult to recover."

Recalling the previous history class about the various problems encountered by the feudal dynasty in the last years of the dynasty, Li Mengxi shook his head and frowned.

This sentence shocked Liu Bei.

It's hard to get back, so it's hard to get back. It hits the right note.

Liu Bei had a vague feeling that despite the Yellow Turban incident, the big man was still in danger. However, Liu Bei couldn't figure out why he was in danger. He couldn't explain it. After hearing Li Mengxi's words, Liu Bei suddenly became enlightened.

This sentence awakened Liu Bei and completely touched Liu Bei's heart.

"Please...please Meng Xi teach me!" Liu Bei asked fearfully, losing his bearings.

"Why is it so hard to get back? What do the Yellow Turban Army have to fear? With the eight-foot-long snake spear in my hand, I can stab one to death with one spear and two with two spears. If the Yellow Turban Army kills them all, why worry about the uncertainty of the world?"

Zhang Fei was dissatisfied and irritable, thinking that Li Mengxi was alarmist.

The conversation was interrupted, Liu Bei looked worried, "Second brother!" He waved his sleeves and asked Guan Yu to pull out the troublemaker Zhang Fei.

Li Mengxi saw this and held down Liu Bei's arm, "Hey, Mr. Xuande, it doesn't matter!"

What Zhang Fei thought was not what Guan Yu thought.

This debate is not just about persuading Liu Bei. Liu, Guan, and Zhang are as close as one person. Guan Yu and Zhang Fei should also be persuaded.

Otherwise, if you only convince Liu Bei, you will definitely have a rift with Guan and Zhang.

Li Mengxi pondered for a few breaths, stood up again, walked slowly to Zhang Fei and gently bowed his hands in salute. "General, do you think that if you kill all the Yellow Turban Army, the world will really be at peace?"

Zhang Fei glared, "Why not?"

"Why not? Ha." Li Mengxi smiled.

"When it comes to killing people, the generals are no match for King Qin Yingzheng. When he wanted to violently attack Qin, King Qin couldn't kill people and tortured people with fear. Where is the First Emperor now?"

"If killing people is useful, today is the Qin Dynasty." Li Mengxi's childish voice sounded slowly, not loudly. When Liu Bei and Guan Yu heard it, their eyes lit up.

Zhang Fei opened his mouth, but his words were stagnant again.

Seeing that Zhang Fei was calmed down, Li Mengxi continued to talk, "Even if the yellow scarf is caused by scabies, there is nothing to worry about."

"However, chaos has emerged in the world, and the people in the court are acting in reverse. The Han Dynasty has lost its virtue, and the country is in danger of overthrowing..."

"Meng Xi, you've spoken too much!"

Next to Zhang Fei, Guan Yu listened to Li Mengxi saying again and again that the imperial court was wrong. Guan Yu couldn't help but refute.

"Although the Yellow Turban Rebellion is as fierce as fire and water, many people with lofty ideals in Jiuzhou have raised troops to fight against the Yellow Turbans. In the battle of Daxing Mountain the day before yesterday, the rebels led by my three brothers only numbered five hundred, but they defeated tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans. Looking at this,

Although the Yellow Turbans are numerous, they have no power to fight and can only be destroyed in a matter of seconds."

"When the Yellow Turban incident is over and the imperial court works hard to govern, won't the world be at peace? Is Meng Xi's statement that the Han Dynasty has lost its destiny too arbitrary?"

Guan Yu Danfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at Li Mengxi.

Guan Yu was loyal to the Han Dynasty. When Li Mengxi lost his destiny to the Han Dynasty, which touched the bottom line of Guan Yu's Zhenghe, Guan Yu was secretly angry.
Chapter completed!