Republic of China: My great warlord, many children, many blessings.

This idea is not consistent with Mr. Sun's proposition.

Sun Yat-sen advocated a presidential system of responsibility.

In the second year of the Republic of China, the country was stable. The Tongmenghui (Revolutionary Alliance) united with some other small parties to form the Kuomintang (Nationalist Party). In name, Mr. Sun was the leader, but he did not serve as the premier of the Kuomintang.

In other words, it's a fictionalized version of the original work.

Song Jiaoren not only wanted to sideline Mr. Sun, but also wanted to sideline Yuan Shikai.

The idea was good, but reality is cruel.

Shen Hao said, "Parliamentary politics is doomed to fail."

Why do you say that?

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"Political power can only come from the barrel of a gun. Without the support of the gun, so-called parliamentary politics is just a castle in the sand, which will be shattered with a single blow."

Political power struggles are brutal in any era; they are a matter of life and death.

I believe the president will definitely not abide by the rules.

“You and I are thinking the same thing,” Zhang Zuolin thought to himself, quite certain of Shen Hao’s opinion. He thought to himself, “No wonder he can hold such a high position at such a young age; he has real talent.”

Shen Hao said again: "The Kuomintang formed by Song Jiaoren is, to put it nicely, an alliance; to put it bluntly, it's a disorganized mess."

The key issue is that he also sidelined Mr. Sun.

Those in the Tongmenghui who held real power would certainly support Mr. Sun; who would support him?

He's too idealistic.

Zhang Zuolin said, "That's right. Without strength, there's no way to carry out real reforms, unless our President Yuan is a fool and willingly relinquishes his power."

"If you were Song Jiaoren, what would you do?"

Shen Hao thought for a moment and said, "For any country to achieve stability in its system, economy, society, and culture..."

First, it's important to understand one thing.

Political differences are always life-or-death struggles, and can only be resolved by conquering the other side with violence.

To put it bluntly, political power grows out of the barrel of a gun!

Especially in an era of fragmented governance, negotiation is useless.

"If I were him, I would gather strength, use violence to subjugate everyone, and then depict the system in my heart."

"Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun! Well said, Ah Hao, you've hit the nail on the head! That's so true."

I, Lao Zhang, am starting to admire you.

I used to be dismissive of you, but now I think you have a bright future ahead of you.

158. Yuting, your ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke!

"Haha, Hao, I didn't expect that although you are young, your views on things are so insightful," Zhang Zuolin said with a smile.

But in his heart, he couldn't help but admire how clever the kid was.

I'd be satisfied if my son could have half of Shen Hao's abilities by then.

At this moment, Xiao Liu secretly slipped out the window to eavesdrop.

At that moment, two orderly soldiers saw it.

There was no waste; it was taken away directly.

Zhang Zuolin was usually cheerful and easygoing, and treated his servants well.

But the premise is not to cross his bottom line. Generally, when we talk about serious matters, anyone who dares to eavesdrop is asking for a beating.

"Let me go, or I'll get angry!"

"Young Master, this is not a place for you."

"Bullshit, this is my home, I can come and go as I please."

The noise outside aroused Zhang Zuolin's dissatisfaction.

With a dark expression, he frowned and stood up.

"Ah Hao, wait a minute, I'm going to teach my good-for-nothing brat a lesson."

"It's normal for kids to be a little naughty," Shen Hao said.

"Hmph, those who don't know the rules deserve a beating."

After saying that, he pulled out his belt and walked out with a stern face.

Moments later, Shen Hao heard the sound of whips lashing and screams of agony, like pigs being slaughtered.

"Ah! Father, I won't do it again!"

"Ouch! It hurts, Dad!"

For some reason, Shen Hao found it rather enjoyable.

Mischievous kids just need to be disciplined.

A moment later, a girl's voice came.

"Father, please stop hitting him! If you keep hitting him, you'll really kill my brother!"

"Hmph, this brat really doesn't know any manners. Today we'll teach him a lesson he won't forget."

Normally, I turn a blind eye.

"Damn it, they even dared to eavesdrop on important military secrets today!"

After he finished speaking, there was another sound of a belt whipping.

The little boy was in so much pain that he cried out for his parents.

"Dad, stop hitting him! If you keep hitting him, you'll really kill him."

"Your mother is already gone, are you still going to beat Xiao Liu to death?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zuolin's hand stiffened for a moment, and he snorted before putting down the belt.

"Get out, get out of my sight! The farther away you get, the better. Out of sight, out of mind!"

He then fastened his belt, pushed open the door, and said with a smile, "Ah Hao, I'm sorry you had to see this."

Shen Hao said, "It's not that bad. It's normal for kids to be naughty sometimes."

There's an old saying that goes, "The more mischievous a child is when they're young, the more successful they'll be when they grow up."

"Hey, don't listen to that nonsense, it's just to comfort people," Zhang Zuolin laughed.

"But you know what, I've been stubborn since I was a kid, and that's why I've achieved what I have today. There seems to be some truth to that."

Shen Hao laughed and said, "That makes sense, but of course, that only applies to poor people."

"Oh? What do you mean? I, Old Zhang, am curious about the profound insight behind this." Zhang Zuolin, however, was unaware of the reason behind it.

"Children from poor families who are mischievous from a young age are more likely to be successful when they grow up."

In my opinion, there are two points.

Firstly, parents who have been poor their entire lives are unlikely to have the necessary understanding and abilities.

But he doesn't see it that way; he will teach his children his survival skills and how to conduct themselves in society.

If their children are obedient and well-behaved, they will follow the life path they are taught to take.

Children like this will only repeat their parents' lives when they grow up, destined to be poor just like them.

But if the child is disobedient, there will be unexpected breakthroughs.

What is a naughty child? It is a child who does not listen to his or her parents.

Poor children, if they don't listen to their parents' teachings and instead go out and explore the world on their own, are more likely to succeed.

But the children of the wealthy and powerful, if they are naughty and disobedient to their parents, will live mediocre lives.

"What do you mean by that? Is there any difference?" Zhang Zuolin also perked up, getting quite engrossed in teaching children.

"Of course there is a difference. The biggest difference is that the parents who are rich and powerful are on the right track."

Their experience was also successful.

If we follow their teaching methods, the child's life will definitely be successful; the parents won't harm their child.

The opposite of success is failure.

Rich children don't listen to their parents.

If you insist on doing the opposite, you are destined to fail.