"The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk."
Zhao Hong was sitting at the table by the stream, looking at the sunset on the mountainside. Tian Yi, the former pig butcher, raised his wine bowl and seemed very melancholy.
"You're a pig butcher, why are you pretending to be a scholar! Come on, have a bowl!"
Zhao Hong's little boy, Xu Liang, and Zhao Hong both raised their wine bowls.
"Can't those who kill pigs recite poems? Does the government have this law?"
Tian Yi chuckled, picked up the wine bowl, and touched it with the two of them.
"You are now in charge of the Ordnance Department, but you still think you are a pig butcher? Follow His Highness!"
Xu Liang took a sip of wine, with unspeakable envy and hatred in his eyes.
From the sixth grade, he was already a court official.
Zhao Hong smiled slightly. He proposed to the Ministry of Civil Affairs that Tianyi be under the jurisdiction of the military, but no one stopped him, which was beyond his expectation.
It seems that his promiscuity has made the scholar-bureaucrats in the court, including Shi Miyuan, afraid.
"You know how to make sarcastic remarks. I'm exhausted here, why don't you tell me? If you come here, I'll give you the prefect immediately!"
Tian Yi raised the wine bowl and touched it with Zhao Hong angrily.
Zhao Hong made a promise in the court that he would be able to make firearms, which also put him under a lot of pressure. Fortunately, the gunpowder is almost the same, and it can be fine-tuned.
Next, let’s look at the casting of the artillery.
"Your Highness, thank you very much! Do it!"
For him, killing pigs and selling meat was much easier than smelting iron or developing gunpowder.
"You're welcome, keep up the good work!"
Zhao Hong raised the wine bowl, laughed, and joked back.
It seemed that he would not appreciate it if this boy was asked to do these things, even if it was for an official.
"Your Highness, I'm so happy! We haven't gotten together like this for several years!"
Tian Yi may have drank too much, his face turned red and he was in high spirits.
"Yes! We haven't been like this for a long time! Come on, let's not go home until we get drunk today!"
Zhao Hong raised his wine bowl and touched it with the two of them.
They are all straightforward young people. After getting along for a long time, they are congenial and naturally develop feelings for each other.
After a few glasses of wine, the three of them quickly let go of themselves, chatting about everything, childhood anecdotes, and criticism of current problems, and finally the conversation came back to Zhao Hong.
After all, he is the prince of the official family of the Song Dynasty, and his situation is also worrying.
"Your Highness, you are doing well now. You have gained something from smelting iron and forging firearms, but it is far from enough. It can even be said to be insignificant."
It was Xu Liang wearing a feather fan and silk scarf. The boy's face turned red and he spoke slowly.
Looking at his handsome appearance and fair and rosy skin, it makes ordinary girls feel ashamed and ashamed.
"Forging firearms may change the disadvantages on the battlefield in the future, and it may also change the way wars are fought in the future. This is an important weapon of the country, and His Highness has made the most of the contribution. How can it be insignificant?"
Tian Yi asked in confusion.
Zhao Hong nodded secretly. Tian Yi's vision on the battlefield is still sharp enough.
Once the research on firearms is successful, the cavalry advantage of the northern nomads will be greatly weakened, and the disadvantage may even be revealed.
For example, the mother-child cannon can fire at least six or seven times in a row. When the time comes, hundreds or even thousands of artillery can fire at the same time. Just thinking about it makes people look forward to it.
"This dynasty founded the country based on Confucianism, and governed martial arts with culture. The martial arts were outstanding, such as Di Wuxiang and Yue Wumu, but they were manipulated by civil servants, and either died in depression or the sun was shining brightly."
Xu Liang frowned and talked eloquently.
"These days, I have been thinking hard, and I always feel that Your Highness should win with his articles and impress the scholars all over the world. Therefore..." His Highness's "Qinyuan Chun. Snow" and "Linjiang Immortal", including the song "Kiuzhou is angry and relying on wind and thunder" ”, every article is a masterpiece. Your Highness can collect the famous poems that you have written in the past, carefully annotate them, and publish an anthology of poems. It will definitely become famous among the scholars and the people, and it will definitely have the support of many scholars and the people. This is one of them. "
"Xu Liang, you are still smart!"
Tian Yi pounded the table excitedly and said excitedly:
"Publish a set of "Selected Poems" and gain both fame and fortune. I agree!"
Zhao Hong nodded slightly. Xu Liang's suggestion was good. His uncle Zhou Ping had already started to build momentum for him to publish a collection of poems in tabloids.
Three people go together there must be my teacher. Writing books to establish theories and making famous people has been the practice since ancient times, and it is exactly what he wanted.
"Then what is this second thing?"
Tian Yi couldn't wait to ask again.
Zhao Hong also looked at his childhood friend, listened carefully, and waited for his shocking "grand theory".
The masters are among the people. His uncle, Zhou Ping, and the young boy in front of him, Xu Liang, were young and ambitious, but their talents were not recognized. What they lacked was just an opportunity.
"Secondly, those who can influence the affairs of the court include not only the scholar-bureaucrats in the court, but also the students of Taixue. There are many impassioned people among these people. As long as His Highness controls them properly, they can be as helpful to His Highness as the court. "
Xu Liang's words can be said to have reached Zhao Hong's heart.
Many thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear to Xu Liang.
Xu Liang has a unique vision, and Zhou Ping knows every detail. These people are all his help.
"Third, by building momentum, it is natural for the officials to nominate His Highness as the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty. Once His Highness is crowned as the Crown Prince, even if Shi Miyuan wants to stir up trouble, it may not be easy."
The Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty!
Zhao Hong's little heart trembled violently.
It is easy to depose a prince, but it may take some trouble to depose a prince.
These words really hit the mark.
"Xu Liang, what you said really enlightened me. I respect you!"
Zhao Hong raised the wine bowl sincerely.
"Count me in too!"
Tian Yi quickly raised his wine bowl.
"It's a pity that this dynasty relies on culture to rule the military, and the scholar-bureaucrat family is the only one. The king is weak and the other is strong, the imperial power is weak, and His Highness has no foreign aid. This is the biggest helplessness and regret!"
Xu Liang shook his head and raised the wine bowl.
Zhao Hong nodded slightly. This kid accidentally spoke to his heart again.
The three of them clinked bowls and drank heavily, but they all became worried.
"Otherwise, I'll assassinate that old thief Shi Miyuan, and I'll be done with it. In a few days, when the gunpowder is mixed, I'll get a few explosive packets and blow him up to death!"
Tian Yi's face turned ugly and he spoke with hatred.
After all, it is Shi Miyuan who blocks him from left to right, which is heart-warming.
"Don't!"
Xu Liang was shocked and immediately stopped him in a low voice.
"You are now an official of the Ordnance Institute, and everyone knows that you are His Highness's confidant. No matter whether you assassinate Shi Miyuan successfully or not, His Highness will not be able to escape the involvement. Don't even think about the position of Crown Prince, the Nine-Five Supreme Being. You Think about it, you used the gunpowder developed by His Highness to kill Shi Miyuan, and all the suspicions are on Your Highness. Doesn’t this mean that there is no three hundred taels of silver in this place? Absolutely not!"
"What a pity! Shi Miyuan is heavily guarded, and even my gun can't do anything!"
Tian Yi's face looked ugly and he was very unwilling.
"Tian Yi, you are my friend and my brother. I can't let you take risks. If I sacrifice you to ascend the throne, then I would rather not be this bullshit prince! It's completely unnecessary!"
Zhao Hong said softly, with a sincere tone.
Let him sacrifice his friends, don't talk about the bullshit prince, even if he is a bullshit emperor, he doesn't care.
Life is too short to drink and sing, and the spiritual shortcomings caused by regrets and regrets often make people extremely painful.
Why bother?
"Your Highness, why do you insist on being the prince? Do you insist on being the emperor of the Song Dynasty in the future? If you become the emperor, you may not be happier than you are now."
Tian Yi shook his head, seeming very confused.
"Your Highness, take a step back to open up the world. Can't you?"
Xu Liang stared at Zhao Hong with burning eyes.
Looking at the peak, calming down, and retreating from the rapids, it seems that you can avoid a lot of troubles.
"To tell you the truth, if I cannot become the emperor, my end will be death. Therefore, the first reason is that only by becoming the emperor can I save my life."
Zhao Hong made no secret and continued:
"As for the second reason, it's the Tatar cavalry in the north."
These two people didn't know, but he knew clearly that the Mongolian army would move south sooner or later. Rivers of blood flowed, killings continued like hemp, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians went to sea behind the cliffs. The Chinese nation suffered indescribably.
If nothing else, Sichuan alone lost more than 10 million people.
"What does the Tatar cavalry have to do with you becoming emperor?"
Tian Yi was curious and asked again.
"Your Highness, are you saying that the Tatar cavalry will go south to attack the Song Dynasty?"
Xu Liang seemed to understand a little bit.
"The Tatar cavalry is invincible, and coupled with the Han infantry it has collected from various places to attack cities and territories, its power is unstoppable. In the future, there will be several battles between our Song Dynasty and the Tatar army. I don't want to see the Song Dynasty become a battlefield."
Zhao Hong looked at the mist of Yunshan Mountain in the distance and said with a smile:
"It's not that I'm arrogant. The current officials cannot shoulder the heavy responsibility of fighting the Mongolian army, let alone those potential ones behind! Only I have the ambition and ability to shoulder this responsibility!"
He was talking about history, not just talking nonsense. If things continue as they have in history, the country's demise will be inevitable.
The Mongolian army went south to attack the Song Dynasty, which was only a matter of a few years. The monarchs and ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty were still practicing Taoism, cultivating their moral character, and were trapped in internal strife. Due to the limitations of the times, Zhao Hong knew that the Southern Song Dynasty could only be eliminated in the end.
"Your Highness, will the Tatar army definitely go south to attack the Song Dynasty? Aren't there Xixia and Jin Kingdom to the north?"
Xu Liang knew a lot. Like the emperors and ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty in this era, his knowledge of Genghis Khan was limited to superficial knowledge.
"The Tatar army is on a western expedition. Once they return from the western expedition, they will first destroy Xixia and then attack the Jin Kingdom. It will only take a few years."
Zhao Hong smiled slightly, a little embarrassed in his words.
Every time I talk about these historical common sense and plagiarized poems, I feel a little embarrassed and feel guilty.
"Your Highness, I believe what you are saying. We, the Song Dynasty, are fighting against the Jin Kingdom. We lose more and win less. Genghis Khan was able to drive the Jin Kingdom from the north to the south of the Yellow River. The strength of his troops is indeed worrying."
Xu Liang nodded, appreciating Zhao Hong's point of view.
"Your Highness, if my prediction is correct, you have never seen this Genghis Khan. Is it too exaggerated to hear from hearsay?"
Although the Mongolian cavalry is powerful, the northerners ride horses, the southerners ride boats, and the southern boats use northern horses. The Mongolian cavalry may not be able to use it when they reach the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River. Isn't that what the Jurchens were like back then.
"Exaggeration? Thousands of cavalry charge, and thousands of arrows are fired. It's only when you really see it that you feel scared. However, when that time comes, you have no chance."
Zhao Hong shook his head and said solemnly:
"My "Qinyuan Chun. Snow" contains the words "A genius of a generation, Genghis Khan, who only knows how to bend a bow and shoot big eagles." The Genghis Khan here is like a god with his troops. His more than 100,000 Tatar cavalry destroyed countless countries, and he is invincible in the world. . If we, the Song Dynasty, do not take precautions, a disaster will surely come, and even the country will be destroyed!"
When Song and Meng fight, what kind of tragic scene will it be?
Zhao Hong suddenly woke up and felt like he was enlightened.
Since the world doesn’t know how powerful the Mongolian cavalry is, why not...
"Your Highness, in terms of public and private interests, and the country and the people, you must still be the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"
Tian Yi understood a little bit and looked solemn.
"Your Highness, I, Tian Yiwei, will follow your lead. From now on, I will go through fire and water for you, at your disposal!"
"Your Highness, the same goes for me, Xu Liang. No matter what, our brothers must help you and push you to the position of Emperor of the Song Dynasty, protect the country and the people, and rule the world!"
Xu Liang also said impassionedly.
"Okay, then the three of us brothers, let's have a good time and live up to our time and this life!"
Zhao Hong raised the wine bowl, and when the three of them touched it, they all laughed.
"Tian Yi, if you don't have anything to do today, just dance with your Liuhe Spear. Zhao Hong will compose a poem and I will sing along. What do you think?"
The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the weather is beautiful, the wine is flowing and the chest is open, and Xu Liang's spirit is also aroused.
"He, I'm going to get the spear right now!"
Tian Yi stood up excitedly and went straight to the "dormitory".
"What poem are you reciting? Here we go again!"
Zhao Hong's head immediately grew bigger.
"The entire Lin'an Prefecture knows that you are a master of poetry. You don't have any other works except "Qinyuan Chun" and "Linjiang Immortal", right? If so, how can you publish an anthology of your poetry? You won't just contain Two or three songs, right?”
Xu Liang glared disdainfully.
"You kid, you still look down on others!"
With the help of alcohol, Zhao Hong's competitive spirit was also stimulated.
There were so many masterpieces that could be plagiarized in later generations. As soon as his mind turned around, he immediately hit the wine bowl with his chopsticks and sang out.
"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The evening wind supports the willows and the sound of the flute fades, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends. A pot of turbid wine is all that's left to enjoy, don't sleep in the cold tonight. "
Zhao Hong sang loudly, and Xu Liang echoed, secretly surprised.
This guy comes just as he opens his mouth and responds to the situation. Is he really like Li Taibai, a direct descendant of immortality?
It seems that "Selected Poems of Zhao Hong" should not be difficult to publish, and it may be available soon.
The two voices were high-pitched and heroic. Tian Yi's Liuhe Spear was full of energy and joy, which made Zhao Hong feel excited.
No wonder Tian Yi's father is nicknamed "Tian Liuhe". This Liuhe marksmanship is indeed impressive and cool, and it is easy to deceive a few little sisters.
