November, 1894. Wei Kun was not promoted to the political commissar of the East African administrative region. Instead, he was transferred back to Jiangsu Province as the deputy mayor of Nanjing from the Min dynasty.
Wang Mingshan received Wei Kun in Nanzhan City. Although he claimed to be working in Cyprus, Wang Mingshan was still working in Nanzhan City. Wang Mingshan looked up and down at Wei Kun. After not seeing him for a few months, this child had become more introverted. The things that he deliberately wanted to express in his behavior were getting less and less, and the things that came from the nature of his heart were gradually washed away.
"Go back and say hello to your father for me. Ask him to take care of his health." Wang Mingshan simply said.
"I'm leaving East Africa. At first, I thought I was going to show my skills here. "Wei Kun smiled bitterly.
Wang Mingshan patted Wei Kun's shoulder. "You have already shown your skills in East Africa. Industry, agriculture, animal husbandry, you have created the foundation of many jobs. Wei Kun, the foundation of seeking truth from facts is to admit the reality. Compared to when you were in East Africa, the foundation of East Africa is much better now. For example, in another three years, the first group of black primary school students will appear. In another six years, some of these primary school students will graduate from junior high school. In another nine years, there may be black high school students. For people of my age, nine years will pass in the blink of an eye. "
Listening to Wang Mingshan talk about school, Wei Kun's face became very ugly. He shook his head hard, just a movement that people who brought pain often made when they remembered it.
Wang Mingshan replied calmly, "Get ready to go back to China with your head held high!"
Wei Kun was not the only one who returned to China. There were also a group of young people who had been in East Africa for a long time returning to Asia. The cruise ship full of people left the dock. Wang Mingshan looked back at Uncle Sudan who was next to him and said sincerely, "Thank you!"
Uncle Ji Ren laughed heartily. "As long as I can help you, I can help the Commander in Chief. I also feel happy. I hope that you won't have such high expectations and blame me for not teaching his child well. "
Wang Mingshan smiled and asked straightforwardly, "What do you think of Wei Kun?"
"He is, after all, the son of the Commander-in-Chief. Other children made low-level mistakes, but he also made mid-level mistakes. After crossing this hurdle, at least this child won't be a mediocre person, "Uncle Ji Ren replied confidently.
Wang Mingshan nodded and did not continue to talk about Wei Kun. "Tell me, what's the difference between us and these young people? Sometimes I feel that those young people are better than us in every way, but the biggest problem with these children is that they like to drop the ball. When it came to the critical moment, he would never risk it all. Actually, as long as they take a step forward, they will have a bright future ahead of them. "
Uncle Ji Ren didn't answer right away. He lit up his pipe and took a puff. He looked at the cruise ship that had shrunk in size and answered slowly, "Master went hunting and scolded the hound, saying," Master went hunting and scolded the hound. The meat you eat every day is more than the prey you hunt, and the living conditions are so good. Why can't you even outrun a dead rabbit that lives in a hole and eats weeds? The hound felt wronged after hearing that. The rabbit runs for its life, but I run for my mouth. How can it be the same? "
"Hmph! Hmph hmph hmph hmph! "Wang Mingshan raised his left hand and rubbed the beard on his upper lip with his thumb and forefinger. He pursed his lips and laughed. This joke was really thorough. What tested Wang Mingshan and the others was life and death. What tested Wei Kun and the other children was fame and fortune. The battlefield eliminated the incompetent at an unprecedented speed. To stand out in a peaceful world, one had to rely on absolute strength. Wei Kun's previous reaction was actually very easy to understand. On the other hand, Wang Mingshan didn't pay much attention to the difference in times.
Puffing out fragrant smoke, Uncle Ji Ren sighed and said, "That child finally understands that he isn't the center of the world and can finally understand his position. The attack on the primary school has finally taught him a lesson. "
"Isn't it about diplomacy with Ethiopia?" Wang Mingshan was a little surprised. Wei Kun had encountered a few things in the past few months. The more important one was the diplomatic issue with Ethiopia. The large-scale smallpox attack had shaken the whole of Ethiopia. Through the vaccine cooperation, Wei Kun had quickly improved the relationship between Ethiopia and the East African administrative region. Ethiopia had already officially sent an envoy to Beijing to meet Vézé to express their gratitude.
"That child didn't grasp the main point at all. He still thinks that his reaction was very extreme. "Uncle Ji Ren filled a new pipe of tobacco for himself.
"Didn't many people die in the attack on the primary school? Wang Mingshan was a little puzzled.
"Not many people died. But after that, there were murderers who killed many tribes. What shocked that child was that he didn't understand the black man's thoughts at all. He was using his thoughts to set the black man's thoughts. That child used to think that he and those black men could think the same way, "Uncle Ji Ren said slowly as he smoked an exquisitely made malwood pipe.
Wang Mingshan didn't know how to comment. Most of the founders of the Min dynasty were born in Guangxi. During the Taiping Rebellion that broke out in Guangxi, many of the founders were from Guangxi. After the liberation, the provincial governments had killed people during the land reform and social reform. The number of people killed in Guangxi was the highest in the country. This was already the case in the place where the revolution originated. Wang Mingshan didn't know how to evaluate Wei Kun if he expected the black man to think the same way as the people who were born in the royal family.
"Old Wang, don't laugh at these children. Don't laugh at these kids, I really see a good future in them. " As Uncle Ji Ren spoke, the high-quality Mozambique tobacco in his pipe emitted a sweet and mellow aroma.
"Our personal experience has taught us that this world is cruel. We must use iron and blood to open up our own world. These children have heard what we have heard, but the Min dynasty they came into contact with was a peaceful and peaceful country. Although there were conflicts, they were internal conflicts among the people. They believed that the world should be like this. But after a few decades, we can live such peaceful days. Our previous hard work was worth it. "
Uncle Ji Ren's tone was soothing. Wang Mingshan didn't know how to comment for a moment. The Taiping Rebellion triggered a war that engulfed China. By the time Vézé led the Liberation Army to establish the Min dynasty, hundreds of millions of people had died in the intervening years. Excluding the first few years when there weren't many deaths, an average of more than seven million people died in a year. Twenty thousand people died in a day. People of his age who had gone on expeditions to the East and the West had all experienced bloodshed, or at least seen bloodshed. The blood of the dead could dye the whole river red, and the corpses of the dead could block the river. Killing, killing, killing. It was an era when people's lives were worthless.
When the war in China was extinguished, it continued to burn in other areas. To Spain, to the Netherlands, to the United Kingdom, to France. Before the maritime struggle was over, the Sino-American War broke out in North America. The Sino-American War finally stopped more than two years ago. The Americans expanded desperately in the Caribbean and South America, and the war was still burning. Hearing the lament about the coming of the era of peace, Wang Mingshan really felt very uncomfortable and couldn't accept it immediately.
Wei Kun didn't have so many war associations in his mind. He leaned against the top railing of the cruise ship and looked in the direction of the sea. In fact, he was completely blind. Wang Mingshan mentioned the attack on the students, and the picture buried in Wei Kun's heart emerged again. More than a dozen children fell in a pool of blood like broken sacks, and when the murderer was caught, those people were shocked. The reason for their shock was that they thought the government had nothing to do with these children. Why did they stand up and make things difficult for these tribes?
Clenching his fists, his nails piercing his flesh, such pain relieved the pain in Wei Kun's heart. Wei Kun didn't like the profession of a soldier, otherwise he would have also applied for military school. When he arrived in East Africa, Wei Kun thought that armed forces could scare these black brothers into not daring to disturb the order. But Wei Kun was obviously wrong. In the understanding of the black brothers, the contradictions and conflicts of the tribes were higher than anything else. This was the sacred rule of East Africa. And Wei Kun didn't expect that in the eyes of the black brothers, the power of the three counties of Sudan was' a big tribe near Khartoum '. With such a result in the confession, Wei Kun felt that his world almost collapsed. He thought that the Min dynasty had existed in East Africa for so long that the local black brothers would understand that this regime was a huge national organization. But it turned out that Wei Kun's judgment of the world was wrong.
After repeatedly confirming that this was the general view of the black brothers, Wei Kun conducted a social survey in various cities in panic. Then he despaired to find that most of the black brothers in East Africa had a similar view. In the major cities, the black brothers all thought that the Min dynasty was a big local tribe. The difference between this big tribe and other tribes was that they were very powerful, and more vicious to outsiders. Once outsiders did not meet the wishes of this big tribe, they would be treated cruelly.
Part of the survey was about why the black brothers chose to join. Most of the survey results were that it was easier to live here than in the wild. In order to eat, everyone chose to stay.
The result of their hard work was to let the scattered tribes realize that a powerful tribe had appeared. And the scattered tribes thought that killing people from other hostile tribes was a matter of course. If they couldn't kill the adults, they would kill the children. The enraged Wei Kun made the decision to kill all the culprits of the Killer Tribe. When executing these people, the surrounding tribes were called to participate in the public trial. In the public trial, it was announced that anyone who killed without permission would have to pay with their life. This was the 'custom of the new strong tribe'.
After experiencing this, Wei Kun received a huge shock. He originally thought that those old guys were very annoying, always saying things that seemed to see through the hearts of young people. Now Wei Kun had to admit that he was too naive, and his view of the world was flawed. Even if he personally made the election rules and let all the tribes come to the meeting. But these could not change the tribe's view at all. The East African tribes still looked at the world with their own worldview.
While extremely disgusted with the tribe's stubborn worldview, Wei Kun finally began to reflect on whether he also had an unbreakable wrong worldview. With this reflection, Wei Kun finally found that he actually had signs of stepping over the previous action that entangled him.
When the successor uncle discussed work with Wei Kun, he could not help but show off his adult knowledge. The uncle thought that the main problem with Wei Kun was that he did not know what he was here for. Towards the black uncle, Wei Kun had a condescending attitude of a savior. Now it was proven that the black uncles were actually quite practical. What they saw was the concrete changes in life. All the conveniences and new information were strung together by the black uncles using the old worldview. For example, they did not have the opportunity to attack the children of the enemy tribe in the past.
Wei Kun agreed with the successor uncle's judgment, and then the successor uncle raised a new question. That was, was Wei Kun's condescending attitude a coincidence or a normal state of mind. When this question was first raised, Wei Kun found that he suddenly had the urge to shut the successor uncle up forever. But after many reflections, Wei Kun finally admitted that he was actually a very arrogant person. As the son of Vézé, it was easy for Wei Kun to look down on others.
Loosening his tightly clenched hands, Wei Kun finally felt that the pain in his heart was finally not so bad. When the unforgettable memories of the past were finally replaced by reflections on himself, the pain also began to subside a lot. After a few months, Wei Kun realized that he was just like what Wang Mingshan said, a mortal. Mortals judged things based on the final benefit, or fame, or profit. In general, it was a simple result. And this seemingly unchanging result was actually something that was constantly changing. Fame and profit would always change along with the changes in one's outlook and mentality.
If the number of people who died was the standard of benefit, Wei Kun could add in the investment of teachers and other investments that he had previously invested in the children, and the result would be a huge loss. If the investment of the subjugation of the tribe to capture the murderer was also included, the result would be far greater than expected.
But from another perspective, this subjugation incident shocked the tribe, and gave the tribe an understanding of the East African administrative region's strength. All these had promoted the internal unity of the administrative region of East Africa. From this perspective, it was a blessing in disguise. If Wei Kun indiscriminately slaughtered the tribe, it would certainly be impossible for the tribe to have such a clear judgment.
Various angles of judgment brought about different choices. But from Wang Mingshan's perspective of the down-to-earth geniuses with a clear conscience, these were all a bunch of disgusting bullsh * t reasons.
Wei Kun's judgment of things was wrong from the beginning. If Wei Kun was willing to investigate the tribe's understanding of the administrative region of East Africa from the beginning. Then Wei Kun would not have made the following decisions. He would have been more down-to-earth in his work, from uniting the masses to not having the right to speak without investigation. The Restoration Party already had a full set of explanations and routines for these. If Wei Kun had faced the reality of the administrative region of East Africa from the beginning, all his choices would have been completely different.
With a sigh, Wei Kun leaned his back against the railing. The successor uncle was a very interesting person. Wei Kun was probably sure that this uncle was the 'tutor' that Wang Mingshan sent to teach Wei Kun. Seeing Wei Kun's pain, especially the confusion. The uncle asked Wei Kun, "If you don't care about success or failure, do you think you did your best at the time?"
At that time, Wei Kun shook his head so hard that he wanted to shake his head off. "That's useless! That's useless! "
"No, no, no! I'm asking, if you don't care about success or failure, you must have this concept first. " You have to have this concept first. "The uncle tried his best to guide him.
In the face of the uncle's determination, in the face of having to focus on his past failures, Wei Kun felt extremely painful. In such a desperate situation, he finally said, "… I can't do it! My head is full of regret for my previous choices. I'm sorry, let's stop here today. We'll talk about the other problems later. "
It was not until half a month later that Wei Kun dared to face his failure. This was also because of the uncle's words. "What are you afraid of? At most, you'll be dragged out and have your head chopped off to make up for your mistake. At this time, you have to bring out the spirit of a bachelor! "
It was precisely because he knew that he would not be dragged out and have his head chopped off that Wei Kun did not dare to face this failure. It was not until he repeatedly encouraged himself that he finally dared to look at the matter again. With the uncle's help, Wei Kun realized that he really did his best at the time. Even though the final failure was so cruel, Wei Kun really did his best at that time. He was even cautious and conscientious.
"Would a person with a clear conscience do such a wrong thing?" Wei Kun's voice was almost groaning.
"Since when is a clear conscience equal to being absolutely right?" The uncle asked slowly while smoking his pipe.
"But aren't all geniuses supposed to have a clear conscience?" Wei Kun's voice was trembling.
"You label geniuses as never making mistakes, but do you think geniuses don't make mistakes? The second Confucius said that a saint never makes mistakes. A saint just doesn't make the same mistake twice. Since ancient times, who could really do this? According to your standards, that's not a genius, it's a god. And it has to be a god who never makes mistakes. "The uncle commented slowly while smoking his pipe.
"… Did I really do my best at the time?" Wei Kun was still extremely doubtful.
The uncle asked in return, "Did you have a clear and better method at the time? After you had this method, did you abandon it because of your laziness or some other reason, and instead chose an easier choice? "
Wei Kun thought for a long time, and answered with a very unconfident tone, "I think I used what I thought was the best choice. Now I know that's not right. "
"You have to look at the problem from the perspective of not caring about the gains and losses. You're starting to care about the gains and losses again based on what you said just now. "The uncle very keenly and clearly pointed out the problem.
"… I used the shortest amount of time I could, and used what I thought was the best decision." Wei Kun answered.
"Then you deliberately have a clear conscience." The uncle answered.
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