When Zhao Zhen heard Zhao Jun's words, he immediately showed a pensive expression.
He actually wanted to agree right away.
Because these days, Zhao Jun has been talking about the "Qingli New Deal", which made him look down upon by Fan Zhongyan countless times, so that he learned from the pain and decided to support his reform.
Therefore, if Zhao Jun's method is correct, and the method adopted is relatively mild and does not involve mass killings, he will definitely express his undivided support.
But since he grew up in a deep palace and fought for power with Liu E for many years, how could the majestic Song Renzong not even have a city.
Zhao Zhen knew that if he nodded and agreed without hesitation without thinking at all, then Zhao Jun would definitely suspect that he only agreed verbally and would not take actual actions, and he would definitely distrust him by then.
This distrust may create a gap between the two parties. If Zhao Jun refuses to work hard to strengthen the Song Dynasty, it will be bad.
Therefore, Zhao Zhen pretended to be thoughtful in order to confuse Zhao Jun.
I saw him frowning, pondering, or thinking deeply. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind, nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I agree to all of this! "
cut!
He was so slow to agree, and still hesitant and hesitant, showing no sincerity at all.
Zhao Jun gave Zhao Zhen the middle finger in his heart.
Obviously Zhao Zhen's performance just now was in vain.
After all, those who are fighting against him are a group of old political foxes. If they are not careful, they may be led into the ditch, so they need to behave well.
As a young man born in the 2000s, Zhao Jun is not so thoughtful. He only cares about being quick and quick rather than thinking twice before acting.
Therefore, Zhao Zhen's gesture was just to wink at the blind man - in vain.
However, Zhao Jun did not say it directly, but nodded and said: "Okay, then I can promise you that I will definitely find a way to help you make the Song Dynasty powerful."
"To have descendants like you to help me is truly a manifestation of Taizu Taizong's spirit."
Zhao Zhen was very happy.
Zhao Jun waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Don't talk about Taizong, just talk about Taizu. Your spiritual manifestations are better than those of Zhao Guangyi. I think Zhao Guangyi has disgraced me, the old Zhao family, and I suggest that he be expelled from the Zhao family tree."
Zhao Zhen: "."
He said angrily: "Taizong is also your ancestor. Even if future generations don't like what their ancestors did, they should still respect them."
"Fine."
Zhao Jun responded without hesitation. In fact, he didn't have the nerve to tell Zhao Zhen that according to the village's genealogy records, they were descendants of Zhao Kuangyin's lineage and had nothing to do with Zhao Guangyi.
It's just that it would be a bit embarrassing if we only worship emperors from the lineage of Taizu of the Southern Song Dynasty.
After all, the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty actually didn't have any capable people, so he had to send the emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty to the clan ancestral hall, remove the ridiculously stupid ones, and add a few mediocre emperors to make it worthy of the twelve emperor tablets.
Seeing his look, Zhao Zhen was still a little worried, and warned: "I'll have to meet the princes later. I am the emperor after all, and Taizong and Zhenzong are also your ancestors, so you must respect them."
"I know, I know."
Zhao Jun responded again.
Zhao Zhen asked: "Then what should you do later?"
Zhao Jun's expression froze, he thought for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Should I be lame and pretend to be defeated by you?"
Zhao Zhen nodded with satisfaction: "You can teach me!"
I'm a big-headed idiot!
Zhao Jun clenched his fists and looked at Zhao Zhen's hateful look. He wanted to punch him twice in the face to let him know why the flowers were so red.
However, considering that I will have to make a living under Zhao Zhen in the future, I will tolerate it for the time being.
It’s just that Zhao Jun is not a vegetarian. He stared at Zhao Zhen with an unkind expression and said, “It’s okay to let me cooperate with you, but if you don’t firmly support me in the future and help outsiders deal with me, it will be over as long as I hammer you. Believe it or not. Don’t you believe that I really dare to fight with you?”
Now Zhao Zhen's expression was stagnant, and he thought to himself: Why are the descendants of the Zhao family so angry? He was simply stupid, always ready to fight and scold his mother, but this was a living ancestor who refused to let anyone live.
He had no choice but to change the subject and said: "Don't worry about this. Now that you know that you are in the Song Dynasty, how will our relationship be discussed in the future?"
"What do you want to say?"
Zhao Jun was puzzled. Old Zhao asked why?
Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "You are a descendant of the Zhao family, and I am your ancestor thousands of years ago. Logically speaking, you should call me distant ancestor, and I will call you grandson. But now that our ancestors and grandsons meet, I don't take advantage of it." If you are cheap, just call you Dasun."
"???"
Zhao Jun looked up and down at Zhao Zhen, who was about the same age as him, with a question mark on his face.
Good guy, I have become a grandson myself.
You said you didn't take advantage?
But one thing Zhao Zhen said is really right, that is, he is indeed one of his distant ancestors.
People in rural areas in the south still pay attention to seniority. Zhao Jun and his family belong to the same family as Yao'er, so they are relatively senior. An old man in his sixties in the same village would call him uncle.
So in terms of seniority, there is no doubt about Zhao Zhen. After all, it is a thousand years older. If we use 25 years as a generation, it would be at least 40 generations. Zhao Zhen calls Zhao Jun grandson, which is really not an advantage.
But Zhao Jun still felt awkward and asked: "How old are you?"
"Twenty-seven years old."
"Why don't we each talk about it separately? You call me Da Sun, and I call you Big Brother."
"outrageous!"
Zhao Zhen frowned and said: "This is simply against human ethics!"
"Then what do you think we should do?"
Zhao Jun said tactfully: "We are only four years apart, so it is not appropriate to call you grandpa."
"To be precise, it should be nine hundred and ninety years old!"
Zhao Zhen corrected him seriously: "You said before that the first year of Jingyou was 1034 AD, and you were born in 2000 AD. After calculation, I was born in 1010 AD, so you are 990 years younger than me. "
Zhao Jun almost peed at that time, thinking that this guy has learned to use magic to defeat magic?
He had no choice but to be convinced and said: "Okay, you are awesome. Let's take a step back. In public, I will call you Guanjia, and you will call me by my name. In private, you will call me Dasun, and I will call you Old Master."
"Old Master? What kind of title is this?"
Zhao Zhen thought for a moment and said, "How about you call me brother."
"That's okay too."
Zhao Jun reluctantly agreed.
As a history student, he naturally knew that elder brother did not mean modern elder brother in ancient times, but meant father.
During the Tang and Song Dynasties, sons called their fathers "brother" and fathers called their sons "brother."
For example, Zhao Gou was called "Nine Brothers" by Song Huizong.
Just because of her infertility and weak knees, she was called Wanyan Jiu Mei by later generations. She was really a bit of a busty girl.
But in modern times, elder brother means elder brother, so each can do his own thing. Zhao Zhen wants to be his father, Zhao Jun considers himself a younger brother, and everyone is happy.
Zhao Zhen, who took advantage of the title, said happily: "Then you will be my great grandson from now on. Grandson, when I go to meet all the gentlemen later, be sure not to reveal your secrets. As an emperor, I still need some face, otherwise How to convince the public?”
"Okay, okay, okay."
Zhao Jun waved his hand, patted his thigh and said, "It's okay if my leg is lame because of you."
"Then let's go back to Guanjia Palace."
Zhao Zhen was very satisfied with Zhao Jun's cleverness. Although he was a little tough-tempered, he still knew how to be flexible. He was not like Fan Zhongyan, a stubborn donkey who couldn't pull back even nine oxen when he was sure of something.
Soon after Zhao Zhen shouted, Wang Shouzhong and the guards outside opened the door of Qinsi Palace, and Zhao Jun had to pretend to be limping out.
The Qinsi Palace is right next to the Guanjia Palace, not too far away. It took us twenty or thirty steps to reach it. At this moment, all the ministers were waiting anxiously inside the door.
When Zhao Zhen appeared at the door, followed by the limping and honest Zhao Jun, everyone was stunned.
"Guan family, what is this?"
Yan Shu was stunned. Zhao Jun, who was seeking death just now, was so honest now?
"Please take your seat, sir."
Zhao Zhenzhi walked in proudly and said, "I treated Zhao Jun with reason and affection, so I convinced him to move."
Yan Shu hurriedly walked to Zhao Jun to check his injuries, but when he saw that there were almost no traces of injury on his body, there was not even a drop of sweat on his face, and there was no expression of pain, he was speechless for a moment.
Zhao Jun winked at him, and then groaned: "Oh, it hurts so much. I really made a mistake, ancestor. I will definitely listen to you honestly in the future."
"Well, children can be taught."
Zhao Zhen walked to his dragon chair and sat down on a huanghuali Taishi chair. He pointed to the last seat and said, "You can sit there."
"Thank you, Guanjia."
Zhao Jun touched his butt with one hand and limped over again.
It's just that the poor acting skills of these two people really couldn't deceive the old foxes present. The main reason was that Zhao Jun was not injured at all and could not act in that state at all.
The expression on his face was relaxed, and he was basically howling. His legs were very steady as he walked, and he was completely pretending to be in pain in his thigh. It was obvious at a glance whether he had been spanked or not, and whether his butt was injured.
So now everyone has a wonderful look on their face, looking constipated.
But Zhao Zhen didn't dare to really hit him. It would be very difficult to negotiate cooperation. What if Zhao Jun committed suicide if he really hit him?
So I can only fool around.
As long as you can keep your face, even if everyone knows it's an act, they probably won't dare to say anything.
So amidst everyone's weird looks, the two of them sat down separately.
Regardless of why Zhao Jun could still sit on the chair after being spanked, he almost didn't tell everyone clearly that the official had just gone to ask Zhao Jun, and Zhao Jun reluctantly agreed.
But as the saying goes, the face of the official family still needs to be protected by everyone.
Everyone had no choice but to pretend to be confused and said one after another: "It would be great if Zhao Jun understands things so well and knows the good intentions of his ancestors."
"Young people will always have to suffer some hardships. It is better to suffer a few hardships here than to suffer a loss outside."
"The official still has great wisdom. With just a few words, Zhao Jun was convinced and admired by his ministers."
Everyone was talking nonsense, which gave Zhao Zhen both face and respect. It was considered that this matter was characterized as Zhao Jun finally succumbing to Zhao Zhen's stick.
But Zhao Jun was dumbfounded by the shamelessness displayed, and thought that the scholar-bureaucrat class in the Song Dynasty was indeed as shameless as recorded in history books.
However, it is not a shameful thing for ancestors to beat their descendants with sticks. Zhao Jun wanted to give Zhao Zhen some face, so he did not care about these things.
"Okay, let's discuss this matter."
Zhao Zhen waved his hand to let this matter go.
After all, the ancestors, and even the emperor, took such a low profile to beg future generations. There was really nothing to be proud of, so it was more important to get down to business.
Lu Yijian looked at Zhao Jun and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Jun, you also know the situation in the Song Dynasty now. Is there anything you want to say?"
Zhao Jun took a deep breath, knowing that now was the time to show his true abilities and determine his future status.
Six or seven hours have passed since he first discovered that he had traveled to the Song Dynasty and felt disbelief, fainting, waking up, confused, at a loss, and the sadness of losing his parents, family, relatives, and friends.
Time gradually healed everything, and slowly he began to learn to accept it.
Time travel is an established fact. Since fate has arranged it this way, you must consider how you should proceed in the future.
Therefore, he thought a lot on the way here and when he was at Qincan Palace just now.
What to do next?
Try your best to change the Song Dynasty, or start a ruined life?
That is naturally the former.
After all, Yan Shu is right, don't rebel if you wear it clean, use a chrysanthemum to set an electric drill.
If you don't want to change the fate of the Han people being enslaved by the Mongolian Yuan and Manchu Qing in the future, then you are in vain to be a good young man in the new era.
But the actual start is another matter.
Zhao Jun thought carefully for a long time, and finally looked at everyone seriously and said slowly: "Actually, I don't know what to do."
When these words came out, unlike the expected disappointment on everyone's faces, everyone was still listening.
"I remember what I said before. Because I was not in the Song Dynasty, I didn't understand the situation in the Song Dynasty. It was difficult to start doing things immediately. If you don't understand anything and give directions immediately, that would be called random command. "
"So before I understand the actual current situation of the Song Dynasty, the only things I can do and propose are the following points."
Zhao Jun raised a finger: "First, from the perspective of the entire world, the Western Age of Discovery has not yet begun, and North America was not discovered by Columbus until the 15th century AD, which was about 400 years later."
"I have a map of the world in my bag. The navigation technology of the Song Dynasty was unparalleled at the same time. With a map and a compass, I went to sea and went all the way north along the Bering Strait to North and South America, looking for corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and peppers. and other high-yielding crop seeds to increase productivity.”
"Agricultural reform must select improved seeds, experiment with hybridization, fatten and refine crops, reform agricultural tools, and build farmland water conservancy and irrigation facilities."
"But these things are dead. The principle is very simple and you can understand it as soon as you explain it. But the key is that there is no shortcut and it takes several generations to do it. Mr. Yuan also spent decades, and he was lucky enough to find a plant similar to Only unique mutant rice seedlings can be successful."
"So in terms of agricultural reform, I can only provide general guidance. However, crops such as corn, sweet potatoes and potatoes can naturally increase production. In the era of the Song Dynasty, if you have these, it will be no less than the same as Champa rice. The second agricultural revolution will be more than enough to feed two to three billion people and will greatly alleviate increasingly acute social conflicts."
"If farmers have a way to survive, the conflicts with the landlord class will ease, which will leave sufficient and precious time for the Song Dynasty officials to solve the problems of land annexation and uneven distribution of social wealth."
After the words ended, everyone's face showed approval.
Not only did Zhao Jun put forward a practical plan, but his attitude was extremely clear and correct.
The great man said that practice is the only criterion for testing truth.
Zhao Jun had just arrived and had no idea about the specific situation of the Song Dynasty. He immediately started to seek power and status, and then pointed out the country. In the eyes of this group of people, that was called a bad thing.
It's one thing to be a keyboard warrior on the Internet, but it's another thing to actually do it.
You don’t know what the problems were in the Song Dynasty, what were the conflicts between the landlord class and the peasant class, how the complex officialdom and redundant army were formed, and why today’s situation was created.
Nothing can be explained, and various measures will be promulgated immediately. Isn't that pushing the Song Dynasty into a pit of fire?
That's why Zhao Jun's serious and pragmatic attitude is admirable.
The problem of the sixth update still exists. When I first wrote it, I didn’t expect that the character design would be ruined. The character I set as the protagonist is a passionate and motivated person who is not afraid of death but a little bit afraid of death. He has just left the society, graduated from college, and is smart. A young man who is full of energy and knows how to be flexible. But I patronized the jokes and jokes and lost the original character. This is indeed my problem. I have also looked at the current issues, and they are basically the same as before, and they still need to be changed. I will study it carefully to see if it can be as funny and interesting as before, but I must ensure that the logic of the plot is smooth and the characters are not broken. Please wait for my good news.
(End of chapter)
