So our history books often look full of humiliation.
Someone invaded me today, someone beat me up tomorrow, and someone beat me up the day after tomorrow.
Then he wrote a big book - descendants of the Han family, don't forget the national humiliation! You must complete the things that your ancestors were incompetent and failed to accomplish, and avenge your shame!
As for doing other people's things, there is nothing worthy of praise.
A gentleman does not praise himself.
So when many future generations read these histories, they think that their ancestors were a bunch of cowards who just got beaten up every day and meant nothing.
Looking back at the history of the surrounding small countries, they were beaten to the point of crying and howling every day, but they were still not beaten to death.
Those who were beaten to death are lying in the corner of the history books - on a certain day of a certain year, a certain general destroyed his country.
Then it suddenly dawned on me, this is the real history of blood and tears, right? ! !
This is what Chen Qun, a group of backbone and cunning literati, can do and has been doing.
However, when they did these things, they did not feel proud at all, only full of humiliation.
Like now.
Following Chen Qun's words, the discussion hall was silent for a long time!
Many people even had red eyes.
Literary men must have character. It is hard to say that they are sad because of humiliation. Just think of it as remembering the dear, beloved and lovely Minister of Literature.
At this time, Song Yu suddenly said: "Chen Shangshu, I have an idea."
Chen Qun said: "Special envoy please speak."
Song Yu looked serious: "We can't go ten miles out of the city to greet you."
Chen Qun was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "Originally I thought so too, but Minister Wen... Well, everything is ready now. If we change it again, I'm afraid it will be too hasty in terms of time!"
"No, what I mean is that you have to go fifty miles out of the city... to show your sincerity by greeting me respectfully!"
As soon as Song Yu said these words, everyone was stunned.
Chen Qun looked at him blankly, Special Envoy Song, what are you talking about? Are you sure you didn't say an extra "ten"?
You were already furious when you heard that you were greeted ten miles out of the city, and you scolded Minister Wen to death...
Wake up, okay? The bones of Minister Wen... Well, Minister Wen didn't die completely!
"Special Envoy Song, what do you mean?" Chen Qun really couldn't understand what this young man meant.
"Let's have them dismantled. What kind of tents should we prepare? It's a waste of people and money. It took several months for the Northern Qi envoy to make this journey. Without our tents, they wouldn't be able to sleep in the open air."
Song Yu said calmly: "As for the matter of going fifty miles out of the city, that's it. Look, Chen Shangshu, they are the sovereign state and the most distinguished guests of our Zhao Kingdom. If we follow the previous greeting method, it will be difficult to show that kind of hospitality. They have the utmost respect, so I want to change it..."
If it hadn't been for the previous sentence, Chen Qun would have thought that he was blind, meeting a weakling who was even more servile and groveling than Minister Wen.
The righteous and awe-inspiring scolding before was just because of personal hatred.
But now he just feels that this young man in Yushu Linfeng must not be holding the fart in his stomach!
What do you mean they won't be able to sleep in the open without our tents?
Is this the way you would treat a distinguished guest?
He looked at Song Yu: "What does Special Envoy Yi Yi mean?"
Song Yu asked for advice with a serious look on his face: "A few days ago, I heard from the brothers in the Zhan Zi Section of the Demon Supervision Department that our Ordnance Supervision Department of the Ministry of Industry has developed a new type of bed crossbow? Does Chen Shangshu know about this? "
Chen Qun: "..."
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Song Yu, his voice trembling a little as he spoke: "Special envoy, please don't joke."
The other officials of the Ministry of Rites all had their scalps numb.
Is this young envoy crazy?
At the same time, you are scolding the Minister of Etiquette to death that he is just an appetizer and the main meal is waiting here?
Are you sure that the bed crossbow, a powerful siege weapon, can be used to "greet" the Northern Qi envoys?
Song Yu looked at everyone: "Why do you all have such expressions? Am I right? A distinguished guest is here, shouldn't we bring out the best things to entertain him? To show off the beauty of a great country?"
One of the doctors couldn't help but said: "Special Envoy Song, this is not a joke!"
Song Yu said: "I'm not kidding!"
There was sudden silence.
Song Yu looked at the crowd and explained sincerely: "You must have misunderstood me, I just want to show it off! Really, you believe me! Even if I have never been in the Ministry of Rites, I understand that the two countries are fighting without fighting. Not to mention they are VIPs! How can I shoot them with a bed crossbow? That's impossible!"
Everyone looked suspicious. Why did it feel like your eyes lit up when you said "shoot them with a bed crossbow"?
Song Yu's expression was serious and sincere: "Everyone, imagine, what do the people of Qi admire most? Is it the gentle women of our Jiangnan water town? Is it the culture that the Han people are most proud of? Is it the gentle and jade-like etiquette of our Han family? Really? I don’t think so!”
"What they admire most is force!"
"The people of Qi have always advocated force and do not like the weak and the weak... We must do what they want, everyone!"
"Showing our most advanced weapons to them is the highest level of etiquette, okay?"
An official from the Ministry of Rites couldn't help but ask: "Then, how should we respond if they ask for something from us?"
Song Yu was stunned: "No way? Do they still have this hobby? It's a bed crossbow. A thing over three feet long and five inches thick is inserted into their bodies. Can they bear it? But they are VIPs after all, so they have to be practical. If you like it, it’s not a bad idea to give them two..."
Everyone: "..."
You can tell, underneath the handsome appearance of the foolish young envoy, there is definitely a crazy heart hidden!
Chen Qun looked confused.
Without it.
Song Yu's suggestion was too damn crazy, but it was also too damn good!
If the Zhao State is strong enough now and really doesn't have to worry about anything, then "greeting" the Northern Qi envoy with deep hatred in this way will definitely be a feat that can be recorded in history!
Anyone who did this will be remembered in history!
But the problem is that Zhao is now rich, but its military strength... shouldn't be that strong, right?
If you really want to do this, will you only be able to enjoy it this time?
Even if the Northern Qi side is unable to take action now due to the fight with Xiliao, when it comes back to recover, a large army will inevitably rush in and once again make this land miserable...
This is no joke, this is something that is very likely to happen.
Unless, the officials are now ready to go to war with Northern Qi!
The official "made Lin'an the capital" for more than ten years, and was almost scolded by countless people for more than ten years.
Who doesn’t want to set foot on his hometown and return to his hometown?
But Chen Qun knew very well that it was these more than ten years of recuperation and concentration on economic development that allowed Zhao to reach the level of prosperity it has rarely seen in ancient times.
Once the war starts, if they win, it may be a tragic victory, and the people's livelihood and economy will be set back for twenty years; if they lose, the entire Han family may be completely destroyed.
If he wants to regain his strength again, it won't take a few hundred years. I'm afraid it will be impossible. But in the royal family at that time, could he still have the surname Zhao?
The same thing has happened before in history.
So, are the officials really ready?
Seeing his silence, Song Yu said: "Why should Chen Shangshu look forward and backward? What do you think people live in this life?"
Chen Qun was stunned for a moment and said: "This question is a bit big, but I think it is nothing more than the four words of family, country and world."
Song Yu was silent for a moment and said, "I heard an old saying..."
Chen Qun and a group of officials from the Ministry of Rites were stunned. They felt that these words sounded so familiar, as if they had heard them somewhere.
Then I realized, isn't this just a matter of not acknowledging what you said, and then pushing the usual routine on the ancients?
"Say." Chen Qun said.
"Establish a mind for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations."
There is no way, there is no Zhang Zai in this world, Song Yu can only say that it was said by the ancients, and it was not him anyway.
Who are these people here?
The elite among literati!
Just twenty-two words, it is very popular in itself. How could this group of people who have had ideals and ambitions not understand it?
Chen Qun stood there dumbfounded.
Tears flowed out suddenly, her lips trembled slightly, and she couldn't say a word.
He stood up and bowed deeply to Song Yu.
Everyone in the meeting hall stood up.
Including those in Wen Huacai's group who had just been scolding Song Yu in their hearts for not knowing whether to live or die, all stood up as if their buttocks were being burned.
At this moment, what they respected was not Song Yu, but these four simple and profound sentences!
Isn’t this the ultimate pursuit of this group of scholars after studying hard for more than ten years?
Why doesn't this guy take the scientific examination?
How ambitious do you have to be to say such words?
Song Yu stood up and returned the salute to everyone.
He didn't say these words, he didn't have the ability, but all the words he said in this world were actually "carrying on the unique knowledge to the saints"!
Therefore, when everyone worships him, it is not worshiping him, and when he returns the courtesy, it is not worshiping everyone.
Everyone worships the saints and sages.
Chen Qun gently wiped the corners of his eyes: "Special Envoy Song, I understand! From now on, all matters related to the Northern Qi delegation will be arranged by the special envoy!"
He admired people who could say these four sentences!
How could an official who could discern people and send him here not think twice?
Even the officials are not afraid, are they afraid of a dick?
In war, apart from invading others, how can you say that others will fight only when you are ready?
At worst, it’s over!
Who the hell likes to grovel and lick those life-and-death enemies who are enemies of the country and the family? !
No one in the Universe Kingdom is willing.
Not to mention this group of scholars.
In fact, they are never afraid that the leader is a tiger, they are only afraid that the leader is a sheep!
What's the point of being fifty miles out of the city to welcome guests with a crossbow?
Even if Song Yu now says that I will lead you scholars on horseback with knives to kill those bastards, most of the people present will probably rush forward with howls.
The feelings of scholars are always there even if they are disturbed by the world of mortals and fettered by daily necessities.
It just depends on whether anyone can wake them up, and whether anyone can warm up the cold blood again!
Song Yu, a "communicator" who stands on the shoulders of thousands of years of civilization and inherits Han culture, can do it.
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There will be more in the afternoon.
(End of chapter)
