Zuo Zongtang: "The former Ming Dynasty has been dead for more than two hundred years, why do you still want to restore the Ming Dynasty?"
"Because I hope that when the country faces the invasion of foreign enemies, it will not make peace or pay tribute. The emperor will guard the country's gates and the king will die in the country!"
"Because I don't want to see 75 million people being slaughtered by officers, soldiers and bandits!"
"Also, because my surname is Zhu, my name is Zhu Shengqing!" The young man looked up at the sky with his hands behind his hands and shouted loudly.
"Is the previous Ming Dynasty really that good? There were no officers, soldiers and bandits massacring the people? There were no corrupt officials taking advantage of the people?" Zuo Zongtang wanted to continue to persuade the young people in front of him to give up their plans to rebel.
"So Ji Gao, I want to build a new Ming Dynasty! The people here are born equal. They will not be bullied by powerful bullies, and they do not need to fear the superior princes and generals. There are no poor people who work hard but die of cold and hunger. Everyone can live with dignity! This is my ideal, Ji Gao! Are you willing to realize this ideal with me?" With that, the young man stretched out his hand to Zuo Zongtang...
