Chapter Four: If I Were a Hero, I Would Repay Good and Evil!

The children fell silent, regardless of how intelligent they were; after all, they were still just children. At this moment, it was indeed far too early for them to grasp the profound truths contained in those words. Aside from a very few individuals who remained deep in thought, the others began to speak softly to one another.

Indeed, this is my belief, and it is the belief for which I will fight to the death! If I am a hero, I will repay good and evil! Uncle Xu, you will see, good and evil will be rewarded! There will definitely be a reward!

Uncle Xu then explained the stories of the three heroes: Zhuan Zhu assassinating King Liao, Nie Zheng assassinating Han Kui, and Yao Li assassinating Qing Ji. After he finished speaking, he slightly raised his head to look at the sky and said: "Heroes, our chivalry has been severed for thousands of years. Since the Han Dynasty prioritized Confucianism, chivalry has been castrated, and the passionate spirit of helping those in need has vanished. Children, what I am saying now may not be clear to you, but as you grow up, you will gradually appreciate it... What matters in chivalry is not martial prowess, but the belief in fighting and living for one's dreams. Yes, it is a belief that supports them to reach their final destination. This is why they can endure what others cannot and tolerate what others cannot. Children, regardless of whether you achieve great success in the future, please remember my words today: your belief... Has it been implemented?"... Has it been implemented?

That year, Lingxin was eight years old

Uncle Xu, a retired teacher living near the orphanage, enjoys spending time with children. He often brings candies, which quickly helps him establish a deep bond with the children in the orphanage. Uncle Xu is also a knowledgeable and morally upright person, frequently using parables or stories to teach the children the correct values of life. Observing this, the director of the orphanage does not interfere and allows him to visit freely. Today marks another day of Uncle Xu's arrival, and the boys and girls have long been looking forward to his stories.

"Uncle Xu, Uncle Xu, please tell us a story." A group of children, around seven or eight years old, cheered in unison as they surrounded an old man with graying hair. This old man was dressed in a green work uniform and wore a snug, furry hat. When he smiled, his entire face was covered in wrinkles, yet those wrinkles revealed a great deal of kindness. He continuously patted the heads of the children while occasionally pulling out some plain-wrapped candies from his pockets, which made the cheers of the boys and girls even louder.

"Dean, have you heard? The person who hit Old Xu with the car turned out to be the mayor's son, and the woman next to him also has a significant background..."

Old Xu suffered greatly; his spouse died during the struggle. After much effort, he was finally vindicated and taught some university students. He then used all his pension to support impoverished students. After his death, he was left without even a coffin. Have you heard? The person who hit him has already been released, and it is said that Old Xu violated traffic regulations. However, since he is already deceased, no fines will be imposed.

These young boys and girls are exceptionally intelligent. When he first interacted with them, Uncle Xu even used fairy tales to communicate with them. However, he later realized that their wisdom had already surpassed that of their peers, and they could almost be considered geniuses. Yet, having so many geniuses gathered together can be somewhat intimidating. Moreover, aside from a few orphans who have become self-reliant and resilient, most orphans tend to be envious and resentful of the world. Therefore, he feared that such a multitude of geniuses might go astray, posing a significant threat to society. This concern drove him to continuously connect with them through books and to guide them towards a correct worldview and values through stories.

Ling Xin gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he had gone mad, and shouted loudly. Only then did he murmur to himself: "If good and evil go unpunished, the universe must have its own grievances"

Uncle Xu, is this what you meant by good and evil being rewarded?

Alright, alright, everyone don't push, please sit well, today Uncle Xu will tell everyone a story about chivalry

The concept of "xia" is, in essence, a spirit—a spirit of never giving up and struggling against the odds. These words may be a bit premature for you, haha. In fact, "xia" refers to good people. While this definition may be somewhat narrow, it is not entirely incorrect. During the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods in ancient China, many sword-wielding heroes and wandering knights traveled between various states, fighting for righteousness and their beliefs. Today, I will share the story of a hero named Tang Ju, who was sent as an envoy to the Qin state during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods.

After much contemplation, without realizing it, Lingxin suddenly recalled the elderly man from the depths of his memory, whose face was lined with wrinkles yet bore a cheerful smile, along with that phrase.

The King of Qin asked Tang Ju, "Do you know what the wrath of the Son of Heaven is?" Tang Ju shook his head, indicating that he did not know. Only then did the King of Qin say to him, "The wrath of the Son of Heaven results in a hundred thousand corpses and the destruction of books, with blood flowing for a thousand miles." That is truly terrifying; when the Son of Heaven is enraged, it leads to the destruction of nations and families. Isn't that the wrath of Heaven? Do you know how Tang Ju responded?

The children truly adored this kind old man, surrounding Uncle Xu with their chattering and incessantly asking when he would come again. At that moment, everyone had already arrived at the entrance of the orphanage, and outside lay a road. The boys and girls could only stand inside the orphanage, silently waving goodbye. Uncle Xu, with a face full of wrinkles, kept smiling. However, just as he waved his hand, suddenly... a car crashed violently into his waist, sending him flying over ten meters away, and he fell to the ground, unconscious and unresponsive.

Tang Ju said: "Does Your Majesty know what the anger of the common man is?" The King of Qin, however, showed some disdain and replied: "The anger of the common man is nothing more than shouting and making a scene with bare arms, and then banging one's head on the ground. What is there to mention?" Tang Ju shook his head and said: "What Your Majesty speaks of is merely the anger of ordinary people, but this is not the anger of a hero. The anger of a hero is like that of Zhuang Zhu who assassinated King Liao, Nie Zheng who killed Han Kai, and Yao Li who attacked Qing Ji. This is the anger of a hero, enduring what others cannot endure, bearing what others cannot bear, and then striking back to avenge, restoring clarity to the world.

"Uncle Xu, what is your belief?" Suddenly, a little boy stood up and asked loudly

Yes

Uncle Xu looked kindly at the children around him, among whom a few quick-witted ones had already begun to ponder, while the majority were staring at him intently, hoping he would quickly reveal the next answer

Have you heard? Someone from Old Xu's hometown came, but before they even reached the court, they were beaten to a pulp by a group of thugs. As a result, they took the train back immediately. However, I heard they still managed to get a sum of money. People, even their own relatives, cannot resist money.

Uncle Xu smiled and patted the little boy's head, saying: "Lingxin, you are the smartest one among them. Quickly establish your own beliefs. Uncle Xu's belief is actually very simple... Good and evil will be rewarded; that is my belief."

Good and evil are rewarded accordingly; this is my belief

Ling Xin held the torn piece of newspaper in his hand. After contemplating the power that this fragment possessed, he began to ponder what he should actually do with it. Money? Power? Women? Or perhaps unifying the world?

The belief that good and evil are rewarded... As Ling Xin was still pondering the meaning behind these four characters, he suddenly noticed Uncle Xu had already stood up and was slowly walking towards the entrance of the orphanage