Two years of insulting His Majesty?
Was twenty years the top secret of the Song Dynasty revealed?
Is the fact that co-author Zhao Guangyi is a stupid pig the top secret of the Song Dynasty?
Everyone looked at each other.
Lu Yijian and the others wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, they were almost hurt inside.
Zhao Zhen's face was stiff, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.
He now regrets listening to Da Song's joke.
Yan Shu couldn't help but glance at Zhao Zhen, with a hint of complaint in his eyes.
Originally, he had stopped Zhao Jun from telling Song Dynasty jokes, but Zhao Zhen was still curious and wanted to hear them. Now he probably can't get off the stage.
"Forehead......"
After a while, Fan Zhongyan laughed twice and said, "Teacher Zhao, this joke is very good. Don't tell it again next time."
"What for? Oh, I almost forgot, Uncle Lari is a fan of Zhao Guangyi."
Zhao Jun suddenly realized this and was a little embarrassed for a moment. He guessed that the old village chief's face probably didn't look very good now.
"Let's eat."
Yan Shu had no choice but to change the topic.
Breakfast has been served, which is a bowl of gruel and two steamed buns. After serving Zhao Jun for so many days, Yan Shu already knows how much he eats.
Zhao Jun finished his breakfast three times, five times, five times, and two times, and then shouted that he wanted to go out for a walk.
Fan Zhongyan and Yan Shu went up to support him, one on the left and the other on the right. In order to prevent Zhao Jun from judging anything strange from their hands, they only held their arms and sleeves, trying not to touch the skin through their clothes.
After all, both of them came from official families and had not done much farm work. Their hands were not as rough as farmers. What if Zhao Jun discovered something was wrong and became suspicious?
So just don't contact him to avoid being found out.
That's the details.
In addition to his eye injuries, Zhao Jun also suffered some external injuries. He hadn't walked around outside for more than 20 days, which made him feel like his limbs were almost useless.
After leaving the door, a soft morning breeze blew. Through the hazy gauze, he could vaguely feel a little sunshine. His field of vision was still invisible, but it was no longer as full of darkness as before.
For the first time, he felt that Chaoyang and Qingfeng were so cute.
"hiss."
Zhao Jun suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Fan Zhongyan wondered: "What's wrong?"
"The wound on the inner thigh hurts."
"It's okay. This wound is relatively large. The doctor has stitched it up for you. It should be healed soon."
"Maybe it's because I haven't been out for too long and it hurts my wounds."
Zhao Jun walked a few steps and felt his legs were weak. He had to borrow the strength of Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan to walk.
But in the early days of getting out of bed, it will be much better if you take a few steps and get used to it.
Coming out of the house, Zhao Jun could feel himself stepping on wooden boards, and a moment later he was on the mud and gravel road.
There was a smell of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers, and the air was particularly fresh. He couldn't help but feel that the air quality deep in the mountains was really good.
"This is my home, and that in front is the Almugu home."
Yan Shu pointed to a pavilion in front and lied. The area of the back garden actually only accounts for one-twelfth of the entire palace, about 0.08 square kilometers, or 80,000 square meters.
It sounds big, but it's only about the size of 10 standard football fields, and most of it is garden grass with not many buildings, making it look very empty.
But Yan Shu had to simulate a Nini Village in his mind, so he had to make a model budget in his mind.
He even made several drawings for this purpose.
Coming out of the small courtyard where Zhao Jun lives, there is a bamboo forest outside. After passing through the bamboo forest is a grassland. To the south are rockeries, ponds, groves and farmland outside the Guanjia Hall. It is winding and winding, really like a small courtyard. Mountain village.
Because Zhao Jun is blind, he does not need to rebuild a village.
It was enough to outline the appearance of the village in front of Zhao Jun's eyes.
For example, this pavilion belongs to Lu Yijian's family, that rockery belongs to Wang Zeng's family, and the Guanjia Hall belongs to Zhao Zhen's family.
As for whether it will be worn or not, there is no need to worry.
There is no need to consider the style of the house or the electrical appliances.
Because Zhao Jun is blind!
Which blind person wants to watch TV and use electrical appliances?
Moreover, his legs and feet were injured and he had difficulty walking. All his actions were controlled by Yan Shu.
So to put it simply, this so-called Nini Village is a fake village with only people and no specific buildings.
Wang Zeng, codenamed Almugu, stood in front of the pavilion and greeted Zhao Jun: "Teacher Zhao, I am Algumu, and Ran La Azhi is my granddaughter."
"Hello."
Zhao Jun nodded repeatedly, he knew who Ran La Azi was.
On the side, Yan Shu was very proud. Zhao Jun was not allowed to introduce the students before in class, but now he still had to introduce them. He couldn't waste his efforts.
Then he led Zhao Jun on the gravel path in the Imperial Garden of the Back Garden, pointing out the left and right sides one by one.
"This is the family of Kasyot, this is the family of Jidifa, this is the family of Dalabengba, this is the family of Liguadoji, this is the family of Malegebi..."
Lu Yijian, codenamed "Malegebi", rolled his eyes. He strongly suspected that Yan Shu did it on purpose.
"Hello."
Zhao Jun didn't dare to say anything or ask anything. He just nodded and said hello. Originally, he wanted to go up and shake hands, but his hands were held by Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan, so he had to nod.
When he arrived at the corridor outside the Guanjia Hall, Zhao Zhen, whose pseudonym was "Waza Muguo", waved according to the script and said: "Teacher Zhao, come in and sit down and have a drink of water."
Although Zhao Zhen's face showed enthusiasm, he was very excited in his heart.
During this period of time, because he could not reveal his identity, he could only be scolded passively. He had to endure no matter how Zhao Jun scolded him.
Now he finally has an identity and can communicate with Zhao Jun.
Zhao Zhen swore that if Zhao Jun continued to scold him, he would find a way and a reason to retort harshly, leaving Zhao Jun speechless!
Upon hearing Zhao Zhen's invitation, before Zhao Jun could answer or not, Yan Shu and Fan Zhongyan carried him over there, saying as they walked: "You're tired from walking, drink some water."
Zhao Jun was carried over almost half-pushed, half-framed, and he secretly murmured that these two old men were really good at it. They were tired after just a few steps. Fortunately, they were also the village chief and village party secretary.
Soon he was carried to the corridor of Guanjia Hall. There was an Eight Immortals table and several chairs outside. Wang Shouzhong came over with a tray and looked at Zhao Jun curiously.
He didn't know much. As a eunuch, Wang Shouzhong fulfilled his duties and won Zhao Zhen's trust.
However, the Song Dynasty learned from the lessons of the eunuchs in the Tang Dynasty and was extremely sensitive to the interference of internal servants in politics. Therefore, Wang Shouzhong understood the self-preservation philosophy of listening less, seeing less, and speaking less.
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he was able to achieve a position that was well-known to everyone in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
After putting down the water glass on the tray, Wang Shouzhong stepped away voluntarily and walked to a location more than 20 meters away where no specific sound could be heard.
Zhao Jun was carried to a high chair and sat down, with a water cup in his hand. It was made of ceramic and felt good to the touch. He was surprised that there was such a finely crafted cup in the deep mountains and forests?
"Zhao."
After Zhao Zhen handed the water glass to Zhao Jun, he said: "You said before that we can talk about history after class. How about we talk about it now?"
Zhao Jun recognized that this voice was the young man who had previously refuted him and said that Da Song was still very powerful.
This made him very puzzled.
What about the promised poor mountain villages deep in Daliang Mountain?
Why are all the villagers so interested in history?
Could it be that he is bored at home and reads history books every day?
Not farming?
"What's your name?"
"Wazamu fruit."
"Oh, hello, I remember you said that the Song Dynasty was very powerful?"
"Yes."
"Why do you think the Song Dynasty is so powerful?"
Zhao Jun asked in confusion.
Zhao Zhen said proudly: "The Great Song Dynasty has a vast land and abundant resources!"
"certainly."
Zhao Zhen added: "This is not a comparison with the current New China, but a comparison with ancient times."
"Ah, that's it?"
Zhao Jun scratched his head and said: "Is 2.8 million square kilometers also called a vast land and abundant resources? How about the Liao Kingdom's area of 5 million square kilometers? At the same time, what about the Western Arab Empire's area of more than 13 million square kilometers?"
"Forehead......"
Zhao Zhen was choked suddenly.
He had heard Zhao Jun say before that the area of the Song Dynasty was proportional to that of New China. He thought that the new era was strong after all, and it was normal for the area to be large.
But at least during the same period, the land territory of the Song Dynasty should be the widest.
After all, the concept of land area in this era was not very clear, and Zhao Zhen did not know the specific area of the Liao Kingdom.
As a result, he never expected that the Liao Kingdom would be so vast. In the west, there was an Arab Empire that was several times larger than the Song Dynasty. He was slapped in the face.
For a moment, Zhao Zhen couldn't find a reason to refute. He muttered for a while and said hesitantly: "It... it... the economy of the Song Dynasty was very good."
"Then what?"
Zhao Jun asked again.
“…Cultural prosperity?”
"anything else?"
"Did the Song Dynasty break the family system of the Han and Tang dynasties?"
"Is that it? What else is there?"
“And education!”
"Forget about education, Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism's idea of imprisoning people's thoughts and poisoning women is all feudal dross that caters to the ruling class. History textbooks have criticized it."
"Forehead......"
Zhao Zhen was speechless for a moment.
After all, there are only a few countries that can compare their national strength.
Economy, culture, military, politics, science and technology, education, human resources, etc.
The economy and culture of the Song Dynasty were indeed good, but apart from these two things, what other things could they get?
science and technology?
Shen Kuo is only five years old this year.
Among the four great inventions, movable type printing appeared in the Song Dynasty.
Moreover, the actual role of movable type printing in popularizing education is far less than that of engraving printing.
Politics, education, human resources, etc. are even more incomparable.
Especially in education, the three obediences and the four virtues, the superiority of men to women, the virtue of women being untalented, the small matter of starving to death, and the serious matter of being disobedient, are all things from this time.
Since then, Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism has been carried forward. During the Tang Dynasty, women could put on makeup and go out. By the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it basically became a dead house with no door or door, and it was also called "every lady's lady".
There are also eight-part essays in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, which also originated from Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism. They imprisoned people's thoughts, tortured women, fooled the people at the bottom, solidified classes, and ultimately cultivated people into slaves.
Therefore, although there was good development in the Song Dynasty in terms of grassroots and universal education, in terms of overall environmental education, it began to decline from the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Jun heard that Zhao Zhen was silent and could not explain the reason, so he smiled and said: "The economy of the Song Dynasty was indeed the pinnacle of all feudal dynasties, but its economy was too deformed, and 89% of it was used for military expenditures. There is still a fiscal deficit of several million guan every year, and by the time of Renzong's reign, it had accumulated a fiscal deficit of more than 30 million guan. What's the point?"
"Well......"
It was difficult for Zhao Zhen to answer the question, because this was a fact. Among the three evils, the biggest problem was redundant troops. The annual fiscal revenue of the Song Dynasty was only 60 to 70 million yuan, of which at least 40 to 50 million yuan was spent on military expenses. superior.
The annual official salary is only 4 million guan. The rest, including job fields, silk cloth, grain, rewards, charcoal, spices, etc., will definitely not exceed 10 million guan. This shows how huge the military expenditure is.
Therefore, the economy of the Song Dynasty was indeed good, but the money was not spent on the right path. Instead, it raised a large number of refugee armies with little combat effectiveness, which was meaningless.
Zhao Jun continued: "The Song Dynasty cannot deny its economic achievements, but healthy national finances must have reasonable planning. Unless during war, military expenditures cannot be too high. Our country's annual military expenditures now only account for 100% of fiscal expenditures. Seven or eight, but even so, it is already the world’s second-largest military capability.”
"On the other hand, most of the fiscal expenditures in the Song Dynasty were on military expenditures, and very little was invested in education, science and technology, medical care, transportation, economic construction, etc. The country has been stagnant for a long time and has not developed. Coupled with the constraints of feudal ethics, it has long been superstitious about Confucianism and did not delve into science. Technology, ultimately leads to demise.”
"And even the largest military expenditure is a joke. Spending so much money every year raises a group of moths with low combat effectiveness. Most of them are basically eaten by the generals and dignitaries, and the military ban at the bottom falls on everyone. Not much."
"It would be a good thing to be able to fatten up some capable generals and train a group of elite soldiers."
"But the problem is that those who spend so much money to support are trash. When they have money, these noble generals know how to suck the blood of soldiers and take empty pay to corrupt the finances. When the country is in crisis, they run faster than anyone else and surrender on their knees. Comparing one posture to another is of no use to the country."
"So the emperor of the Song Dynasty was stupid. What's the use of raising these things? It's better to spend all the money to subsidize the people at the bottom."
Use money to subsidize the people?
Zhao Zhen was refreshed. Could this be some kind of coup for governing the country?
I understand, this is called hiding wealth among the people.
At that moment he asked: "Teacher Zhao, I understand, can spending money to the people make the Song Dynasty rich and powerful?"
"You've got your balls figured out."
Zhao Jun smiled slightly and said: "What I mean is that if you spend money on the people, when the Song Dynasty is destroyed, at least it will have a good reputation in the people's mouth."
Everyone was so shocked that they almost peed.
what?
When the Song Dynasty falls, can it at least have a good reputation among the people?
After the conversation ended, Zhao Zhen, Lu Yijian and others looked at each other in shock.
They were all used to Zhao Jun scolding the Song Dynasty emperor, so it didn't matter to them.
Moreover, they are also very clear about the harm of redundant troops. Naturally, they also know how big the interest groups are formed and how strong the resistance is to reform.
But why don't we raise more troops and use money to subsidize the people? The country will still perish?
Co-authoring is a dead end both inside and outside?
