Seeing Yue Guang's appearance, Zhang Si couldn't help but chuckle.
Seeing Zhang Si chuckle, Yue Guang felt a little confused and smiled awkwardly.
After laughing, he was more or less relieved that Zhang Si would obviously not commit murder or silence.
"Please." Zhang Si raised his teacup in a gesture of invitation.
Yue Guang had no choice but to raise his tea cup, his expression was a little stiff, and he took a sip.
After drinking tea, Zhang Si smiled slightly: "Zikuan, don't worry, the little saint will not rebel against Song Dynasty, let alone attack Song Dynasty."
"So, you still have to... make the little saint wear yellow robes?" Yue Guang asked stammering, his face ashen.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved again.
Although he won't attack the Song Dynasty, doesn't wearing a yellow robe mean rebellion?
At the same time, he did not say that he was joining in, but he obviously wanted to separate and show that he was not with them.
"The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and look south to the king for another year." Zhang Si smiled slightly, with an amiable smile, and recited two lines of poetry.
After hearing this poem, Yue Guang's expression became dull, his eyes became wet, and he felt a little flustered.
He rolled back his tears and tried to calm down: "This is a poem about letting a man go."
"Yes, this is Fang Weng's poem." Zhang Si nodded, with a gloomy face that could drip water, and sighed before saying, "If King E was still killed by traitors back then, I believe he would have recovered the Central Plains and the North. Fang Weng also wrote This poem will no longer appear."
After saying that, he bowed his hands to the sky to show his respect for Yue Wumu.
Yue Guang's face was excited, tears filled his eyes, his eyes were moist, and he bowed to the sky.
"If my great-grandfather had not been harmed by the traitor, the Central Plains and the north would have been recovered long ago." He also sighed, as if he had lost all strength and could not help but sit on the seat.
"If King E had not been killed and the Kingdom of Jin had been destroyed, where would the barbarians still be today?" Zhang Si waved his sleeves and said with high spirits. Afterwards he couldn't help but sigh.
Yue Guang's eyes were wide and round, as if his eyeballs could fall out of their sockets.
He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and then asked: "Chang Shi, although the official knows that my great ancestor has the ability to regain the Central Plains, it is not related to the Hu people."
Zhaojiazhuang is getting bigger and bigger, and the original title has changed a lot.
For example, the original nine rooms including the work room, official room, miscellaneous room, military room, household room, prison room, and commercial room were all promoted from the official to the chief bookkeeper.
At the same time, Zhang Si, the original chief bookkeeper of Zhaojiazhuang, was also promoted to Chang Shi, so Yue Guang began to call Zhang Si Chang Shi.
"The Hu people were actually forced out by the Jin State. In order to control the Hu people, the Jin State deliberately created discord among the various tribes of the Hu people, causing the various tribes of the Hu people to kill each other. It was not until Genghis Khan came out that the Hu people were finally unified. Only then did they have the strength to defeat the Jin Kingdom. If the Song Dynasty had regained the north, it would have adopted a tolerant policy and would not have unified the Hu people later. Think about it, if King E regained the Central Plains and the north and eliminated the Jin Kingdom, where would there be Today’s barbarians? What a pity, what a pity, what a pity that Qin Hui, the treacherous prime minister, did something that outraged both humans and gods." Zhang Si couldn't help sighing while analyzing.
After saying that, Zhang Si couldn't help but pat the case a few times.
Fortunately, he didn't use too much force. The teacup jumped a few times but didn't fall down.
What words are not shocking and endless, this word is like a flash of lightning and thunder in the darkness.
Hearing this, Yue Guang was completely stunned, as if he had lost his voice, as if he was numb, unable to speak or have any strength.
He took a sip of tea, forced himself to calm down, and then asked with difficulty: "This is true. Which Hongru told Chang Shi?"
"This was said by no one else but the little sage." Zhang Si's eyes were full of admiration. "The little sage searched the books of the Kingdom of Jin and came to this conclusion."
"I didn't expect that Xiaguan's great-grandfather was so powerful. It's a pity that Qin Hui, a thief, supported the Song Dynasty and caused such great harm." Yue Guang became angrier as he spoke and slammed the tea cup in his hand.
With a bang, the high-end tea cup in Yue Guang's hand suddenly fell into pieces.
Seeing that the teacup in his hand was suddenly smashed, Yue Guang woke up and his face suddenly turned red.
He was embarrassed and bowed to Zhang Si: "Chang Shi, I'm sorry, my subordinate was so impulsive that he broke Chang Shi's teacup."
The tea cup was much more luxurious than the tea bowl, and the price was almost ten times that of the tea bowl, which made Yue Guang heartbroken.
"It doesn't matter, it's just a teacup." Zhang Si waved his hand to Zhang Yuan, the other secretary of Jiji Jishu, "Please tidy up and make another cup of Drunk Spring Breeze tea for the Master-in-law."
Zhang Yuan is not very old, only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is a scholar in the Jintang County examination.
Zhang Yuan is one of his tribesmen, so of course he has to take care of him.
"No." Zhang Yuan put down his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and quickly made another cup of tea for Yue Guang.
"The little saint is so amazing." Yue Guang sighed while drinking tea again, "He actually came to such a conclusion from the books of the Kingdom of Jin."
"The little saint has read a lot of books and is good at summarizing. He finally came to such a conclusion." Zhang Si was also impressed.
"The enemies of the Song Dynasty mainly came from the north, first the Liao Kingdom, then the Jin Kingdom, and now they are the Hu people. Each one is more powerful than the last." Yue Guang looked at the map and felt a little heavy.
Zhang Si patted the table and chanted: "Ten years of work will be destroyed in one day! All the states and counties will be shut down in one day! It is difficult for the country to be revived! There is no way for the world to be restored!"
This is not what Zhang Si said, but Yue Wumu sighed helplessly after receiving twelve gold medals and retreating.
At this point, Zhang Si's eyes became wet and he couldn't help but wipe his eyes with his sleeve.
Yue Guang's eyes shed tears and he wiped them again and again with his sleeves.
"That traitor Qin Hui was allowed to kneel in front of the Ewang Temple only after his death. It was too easy for him." Yue Guang cried and patted the case several times with his palms, his eyes splitting.
Even though he was a scholar, Zhang Si could still see the murderous look in him.
"Indeed, it's not an exaggeration to say that Qin Hui, a traitor, was cut down by a thousand cuts." Zhang Si patted the table, became furious, and then asked, "Zikuan, do you know why King E was killed by a traitor?"
"It's not like the traitor was tortured to death on trumped-up charges." Yue Guang couldn't help but patted the table again, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat people.
"I know that King E was persecuted to death by the traitor, but why did the traitor persecute King E?" Zhang Si continued to take pictures of the case, and then asked another question.
"The traitorous prime minister is a spy of the Jin Kingdom. The Jin Kingdom saw that it was unable to win on the battlefield, so it had no choice but to get rid of King E through the hands of the traitorous prime minister." Yue Guang didn't even think about it. Think, blurt out.
Zhang Si nodded and couldn't help but glance at Yue Guang: "But some people say that there is another reason why King E was persecuted."
"There is another reason, what is that reason?" Yue Guang never expected that there was another reason. After sitting down, he stood up again and looked at Zhang Si without blinking.
Zhang Si hesitated for a few times, and finally said: "His great achievements will shock the Lord."
He spoke very slowly, word by word.
This was too profound and made people think of it endlessly, so he finally said it.
Yue Guang was stunned, with his mouth open, speechless for a long time. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Is this true? I don't believe it."
"I didn't believe it either. I found out later that this was said by a jailer." Zhang Si spoke in a very heavy tone and sighed again.
Yue Guang took a breath of air-conditioning and was at a loss, like a clay or wood carving.
Zhang Si was really heartbroken when he saw him like this.
But the matter has reached this point, and now he has to say: "Zikuan, think about it. At that time, the second emperor was captured, the official was not the prince, the people's hearts were undecided, and the foundation was not stable. King E vowed to destroy the Jin Kingdom, but also We want to welcome back the Second Emperor. Think about it, what do the officials think?"
When Yue Guang heard this, cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead and his vest became wet.
"The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed?" Seeing Yue Guang's gloomy and ugly face, Zhang Si couldn't help but sigh after reciting the poem, "King E is a man of temperament, but he doesn't understand officialdom. , otherwise how could there be twelve gold medals for retreating troops?"
Hearing this, Yue Guang took a breath of air and was at a loss, like a clay or wood carving.
Although he was only the chief bookkeeper of a small county, he was also a member of the officialdom.
He usually doesn't think about it, or he doesn't dare to think about it.
After hearing this today, Yue Guang suddenly realized, his eyes sparkled, and then dimmed again.
But after all, he was an official in the Song Dynasty and a Jinshi of the Song Dynasty. He said nonchalantly: "This, this."
He only said four words and did not dare to continue.
Then he became confused and looked at Zhang Si, not knowing why he said this.
Seeing the confused expression on Yue Guang's face, Zhang Si suddenly became serious: "Zikuan, have you realized that as long as you are a military commander with great skills, the final outcome will not be good."
"Chang Shi, this subordinate has never thought about it." Yue Guang did not dare to look directly into Zhang Si's eyes and shook his head in reply.
Zhang Si sighed, there was still a knot in this man's heart that had not been untied.
He added boiling water to Yue Guang's tea cup, and then added boiling water to his own tea cup.
Then Zhang Si sighed, and then said: "It goes without saying, King E, have you heard about Prince Kuan of the Kingdom of Ji?"
"Which Lord Ji?" Yue Guang blurted out in a daze.
"That's Meng Puyu, the immortal layman who joined forces with the Mongols to destroy the Jin Dynasty. He defended Huangzhou, regained Xiangyang, and retreated the enemy in Sichuan." Zhang Si spoke in a deep voice, and later laughed, "Without him, the Hu people might have invaded long ago. Capital City, could it be that he has been forgotten because he is not a general of your Yue Family?"
After Yue Guang heard this, he bowed respectfully to the sky and said solemnly: "After the Song Dynasty crossed south, there were great ancestors first and then Duke Ji, and only then did the Song Dynasty become what it is today." Zhang Si also bowed respectfully. , and then his expression was dark, and he sighed heavily: "Dong Ji won several big battles in a row, and the barbarians were beaten to death. Did you know that Duke Ji wanted to take advantage of the victory and pursue the victory, and wanted to recover the Central Plains in one go. Unfortunately, he was later suspected by the court. The military power was lifted, and he died in depression."
After hearing this, Yue Guang sighed and shook his head, feeling at a loss.
"Actually, not only Duke Ji is jealous of the court, but also the current Bachelor Yu." Zhang Si saw that Yue Guang was moved, and told another heart-breaking news.
When Yue Guang heard this, he could no longer calm down and stood up from his seat.
He was as surprised as a thunder exploded above his head. He couldn't believe his ears, and stared at Zhang Si dumbfounded: "Isn't Bachelor Yu doing well now? Why doesn't this official know about this?"
"Okay, indeed okay," Zhang Si suddenly slapped the table hard, and the teacup fell down with a bang. The hot tea flowed out of the teacup, and even part of it flowed onto Zhang Si's robe.
Zhang Yuan hurriedly put down the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand, hurriedly came to Zhang Si to tidy up, and made another cup of tea.
Zhang Si drank tea again, and his heaving chest finally calmed down a bit, and then he said: "Zikuan, do you know that the imperial court used a gold medal on Bachelor Yu and asked him to return to the capital to debate."
"Gold medal, what gold medal?" Yue Guang didn't understand for a while.
Zhang Si took a big sip of tea and placed the tea cup on the table: "What other gold medals are there? The gold medal that asked King E to withdraw his troops. In despair, Bachelor Yu wanted to commit suicide by taking poison. If the little saint hadn't discovered the gold medal next to Bachelor Yu Poison, Bachelor Yu is no longer alive."
???????????????After talking about it, Zhang Si couldn't help crying and couldn't help wiping the tears with his sleeves.
Yue Guang couldn't help but let out another sigh, his face was ashen, he raised his hands high and shouted to the sky: "God, why do you treat the important officials of the Song Dynasty like this?"
"Zikuan, my great-grandfather was a military general, why did you become a civil servant?" Looking at Yue Guang's robes, Zhang Si couldn't help but smile slightly.
Yue Guang's face turned red, almost turning into the color of pig liver: "The Song Dynasty valued literature over military affairs, and lower officials had to do this."
"So, it is difficult to be a military general in the Song Dynasty, and it is even more difficult to become a famous general." Zhang Si looked solemn and solemn, spreading his hands and looking up to the sky. "Without military generals, how can we defend against the barbarians? Without famous generals, how can we regain the mountains and rivers?"
Yue Guang looked at his white robe and sighed heavily.
He wanted to say something, but found that he had nothing to say. He shook his head and drank tea.
Zhang Si didn't want him to calm down and raised a question: "Zikuan, do you think it is better for the Central Plains and the North to be in the hands of the Han people or the Hu people?"
"The remaining people shed tears in the dust, and look south to the king for another year." Yue Guang lamented while reciting a poem, "Can the picture of Along the River During the Qingming Festival be reproduced in the future?"
"Since Jintang County can turn from a hell on earth to a paradise on earth, it is not impossible for Tokyo to regain its former prosperity." Zhang Si breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Yue Guang's heart knot has been loosened unknowingly.
Yue Guang thought for a while and asked puzzledly: "Chang Shi, may I ask how Tokyo became prosperous in the past?"
"Are the generals of the Song Dynasty good? King E is not good, Duke Ji is not good, and Bachelor Yu is not good." Zhang Si shook his head and said seriously.
Yue Guang felt itchy in his heart, as if ten cats were scratching him, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
He couldn't help but bowed his hands and asked: "I dare to ask Chang Shi, how can we regain the Central Plains and restore its former prosperity?"
"As long as the Han people take it back, why care about whether he is a Song general?" Zhang Si smiled slightly and said lightly.
Yue Guang's expression changed drastically, and he could no longer sit down where he was standing: "It seems that the yellow robe that I dreamed about is indeed real."
"Zikuan, think about it, is there any other way?" Zhang Si said calmly while adding boiling water to Yue Guang's tea cup.
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Yue Guang thought for a long time and asked solemnly: "If the little saint wears a yellow robe, won't he attack the Song Dynasty?"
"Of course, the little saint's lifelong wish is to expel the barbarians and return China to China." Zhang Si was extremely serious and answered solemnly every word.
Yue Guang read Zhang Si's resignation letter, solemnly bowed his hand and said: "If the little saint does not attack the Song Dynasty, I am willing to follow the little saint for the rest of my life and die without regrets."
After saying that, he got his resignation letter from Zhang Si's desk.
The two looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, untied each other's knots, and couldn't help laughing.
The next day, Yue Guang came in with someone Zhang Si had never seen before.
Zhang Si put down the official document in his hand and looked up.
This man is extremely thin, has average skin, and is about forty years old.
He has a high nose, long eyebrows, and a wide and high forehead, making his face appear longer and slender.
Although he was extremely thin, he was energetic and had a gentle and elegant air about him.
