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Chapter 396 Shame
"Shi Song... It's not that I haven't thought about it. I thought about it when Jin died more than [-] years ago."

Yang Guo caressed his knees, with memories flashing in his eyes.

"That year, Brother Wen Ju and Brother Yu discussed the matter of going south..."

Li Xia asked, "Brother Wen Ju?"

"Bai Hua Bai Wenju, that is, the father of Bai Pu." Yang Guo sighed and said "Okay" to himself before continuing.

When he got to the south, he even called his old friend's name, but no one could recognize him.

"Baihua and Yishan of the Yuan Dynasty discussed the matter of crossing to the south. Yishan wrote a poem saying, "In the dream, the township is closed for spring and autumn, and now you can see Bingzhou. In ancient times, the whole Jin Dynasty was not helpless. After the chaos, the Qing Dynasty was empty. Is there a person? Xishan Weifern will rest in this life. I have been writing for ten years in Wenchang Mansion, and I have been fighting for letters. There is a prisoner from Chu'... Do you understand the meaning of the poem?"

Li Xia murmured: "Mr. Yishan means that he can still see his hometown now, but he will never return home after crossing the south. It is not that the Jin Dynasty cannot preserve the Central Plains, but regardless of the people fleeing, he is willing to learn from Boyi and Shuqi , keep the festival and end?"

Yang Guo nodded and sighed: "In the history of Ji, if our Han people could not gain a foothold in the Central Plains, they were called Nandu. No one who traveled to the south has returned to the north. When Nanliang was destroyed, Yu Xin wrote "Sorrowing Jiangnan Fu" ", a lesson for our generation."

Li Xia didn't know Yu Xin, and his eyes were a little puzzled.

"You, read more." Yang Guo sighed, "The Yu family is based on worldly meritorious service. They served in the Zhou and Han dynasties, traveled south with the Jin family, and established themselves for more than a hundred years. In the end, Nanliang was destroyed, and they were still reduced to Prisoners under the ranks, "carrying the old and the young, shutting the river for many years. The life and death are so wide, you can't ask the sky"... How sad?
"It means that even if you cross the south, sooner or later you will be destroyed by the Mongols? They are all subjugated slaves anyway, so why leave their hometown?"

"Bai Hua didn't believe it at the time, and said, 'Perhaps Yu Xin didn't mourn Jiangnan, and Du Fu liked to accept Jibei'. He entrusted his son to Yishan, and went south to Song Dynasty alone... He not only persuaded Jin Guo's general Fan Yongji to join Song Dynasty, but also went to The letter invited Zhang Rou to vote for the Song Dynasty together."

"Zhang Rou?"

"When Song and Meng teamed up to destroy the gold, Zhang Rou rebelled against the gold and went to Mongolia. He once joined forces with the general of the Song army Meng Gong to attack Caizhou, the state of Jin. Meng Gong once saved Zhang Rou's life on the battlefield... Afterwards, Meng and Song broke up. Bai Hua thinks that Zhang Rou remembers Meng Gong's life-saving grace, and there may be a possibility of defecting to Song Dynasty."

"Just this kindness, I'm afraid it's not enough for Zhang Rounan to return?"

"That's right, Zhang Rou was convinced, and laughed out loud, 'Will Song Ting dare to accept the man who started his family with his army?' This matter was passed on as a laughing stock."

Li Xia understands that this "laughing stock" is afraid that Song Ting will become the laughing stock of the northerners, and what Song Ting fears most is this kind of people who support themselves.

Yang Guo shook his head and sighed, "Do you know what happened to brother Wen Ju later?"

Li Xia said: "I heard from Mr. Bai Pu that the imperial court refused to accept Fan Yongji. General Meng knew he was suspected and died with regret."

"Meng Gong's death is a pity." Yang Guo said: "In short, we literati of the Jin Dynasty did not serve in the Song Dynasty 20 years ago, and it is even more impossible now."

Li Xia listened to the conversation of two scholars today, and understood Yang Guo's mood.

He walked a few steps in the small hall, glanced outside the door, then turned around and asked: "Duke Yang doesn't want to be an official in the Song Dynasty, so what if you follow me to support the rebellion?"

Yang Guo looked at Li Xia, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it dissipated after a while.

"Last year, you and I talked about the restoration of the Han Family Heshan. Do you know what the old man thought at that time?"

"Mr. Yang wants to support Shi Tianze or Li Fen to make trouble?"

Yang Guo asked back: "How is your power compared to these princes?"

"It's not as good as it is for now."

Yang Guo sighed and said, "I'm not afraid that you will be weak for the time being, what I'm afraid of is that you, as a minister of Song Dynasty, have no chance to make trouble."

Li Xia said: "But I think success depends on people. Shi Tianze has no responsibility, and Li Fen has no long-term strategy. Although I am not talented, I think I am better than the two of them."

"Song Ting can't tolerate local forces."

"I have the confidence to influence the court situation. Let's put it this way, I have grasped the key to the battle of phases in the next few years. And I live in the southwestern border, and the court cannot touch it."

"Really? How big is the territory now?" Yang Guo asked casually.

Li Xia took out the map and pointed roughly.

"Look, Mr. Yang, I want to build a city here, Zhaotong Mansion... This is Weining City... Junlian Prefecture... Qingfu County..."

Although Yang Guo had heard of the southwest terrain, he had never seen it with his own eyes. Seeing the city on the map, he couldn't help being shocked.

"Six hundred miles of mountains and rivers are all in your hands? One prefecture, two states and one county?!"

"Although there are still some unacceptable mountain people, it should not be difficult to subdue them."

"This... Shandong Li Fen's land is only slightly larger than yours."

"That's different. In the southwest area, the mountains are high and the roads are dangerous."

Yang Guo stroked his beard endlessly, his eyes were still full of horror, and he murmured: "It's not that the old man has never seen mountains, and there are many mountains in Shanxi. No matter how barren the southwest is, it's not a small land..."

"It doesn't look small, but the population is less."

"The Northland is also sparsely populated."

Li Xia was silent.

Shanxi does have mountains, but it also has many basins, which are completely incomparable with the borders of Sichuan, Yunnan and Guizhou.

No matter how much Yang Guo had heard about the steepness of the southwest, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he obviously couldn't imagine what the six hundred miles of mountains and rivers looked like.

Anyway, everything that needs to be said has been said, and it is not deliberately trying to deceive Yang Guo.

"One prefecture, two prefectures and one county... [-] miles of dangerous mountains and rivers... connecting Bashu to the north, Dali to the south, and the upper reaches of the Yangtze River... Feiyu is far better than I expected."

"Yang Gong really saw you, don't be disappointed."

Yang Guo suddenly lost his expression, and asked solemnly: "The old man asked you, could it be that he wants to deceive the old man and help you become the king of the Southwest?"

"It's not the king of the Southwest, it's the unified river and mountain."

It's ridiculous and arrogant, but Li Xia said it so plainly.

Yang Guo asked again: "Do you really intend to recover the rivers and mountains?"

Li Xia looked a little more solemn, and said: "Going north this year, the younger generation thinks differently from last year. The word 'recovery' is not only the achievement of one person, but also the destiny of tens of millions of people in the Central Plains and future generations."

He didn't know what to say, but he thought of the increasing conflict between the northerners and the southerners, the endless sadness of the northerners without a home and country, and the fear and anxiety of the southerners all day long.

Just like the two scholars I saw today... Yuan Haowen, who was born in the Kingdom of Jin, served Jin and mourned Jin, and was accused by Song people as a traitor, is it a shame?Is it the shame of Yuan Haowen, or the shame of the Zhao and Song courts?

Yue Fei's words say, "The shame of Jingkang is still unresolved. When will the hatred of courtiers be eliminated?"

When Meng Gong wiped out the gold, the Great Song Dynasty began to shout, "Jingkang's shame has been wiped away!"

But in Li Xia's view, he felt even more humiliated.

Is it shameful that a group of people were enslaved by the people who used to rule?
The Kingdom of Jin was destroyed, and the northerners would rather return to Mongolia than to the Song Dynasty. Can it be called shame?

Do northerners really want to live under Mongolian rule?

So many people live worse than pigs and dogs, but they are still unwilling and unable to return to their homeland. How can it be embarrassing?
After living a new life, Li Xia really couldn't see the dignity of the northerners, nor did he see that the southerners still had a trace of dignity...

Where is the dignity of the Northmen?In Shi Tianze's "I haven't eaten a grain of Song millet", or in Zhang Rou's "I am a man who started a family with soldiers"?Is it just a knife in the hands of a man who can be discarded at any time, killing his compatriots, and then boasting to comfort himself?

Where is the dignity of the Southerners?In Yue Fei's "the sky is clear, the sky is clear", or in Meng Gong's "after 30 years of cleaning up the Central Plains, the current aspirations cannot be declared"?Then the surviving people pointed at everyone in the north and called out the national traitor?

Even if Li Xia, a later generation, was in it and watched coldly, he would feel heartbroken.

"Mr. Yang, last year you and I talked about recovering Heshan, and now we meet again, what we should talk about is...you and I recovering Heshan."

Yang Guo looked up at Li Xia, and could see the determination in his eyes.

Although they didn't talk too much, Yang Guo could feel that the young man in front of him was much more determined than Shi Tianze, Li Fen and other princes.

"well!"

"Song Ting does not accept Beigui people, I will accept them."

"The old man only hopes that there will be a day to return home in this life."

"As long as Yang Gong can live to be 80 years old, you and I will return to Shanxi."

"Too long, too long..."

"When you get it, Duke Yang will live a long life."

"I still feel like you've been tricked by you, empty-handed white wolf... Speaking of which, do you really have one prefecture, two prefectures and one county?"

"Six hundred miles of mountains and rivers, Yang Gong knows it at a glance..."

(End of this chapter)