A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

The night was dim, and the chirping of insects gradually became denser.

Shen An and Su Shi slowly walked towards the outside, and heard She Hui's annoyed shouts in their ears.

"Who sewed it? The thread was leaked, who did it? Come out, I'm going to kill him!"

A gap almost killed Su Shi. Shen felt angry, but at this moment he was extremely peaceful.

He was thinking about Su Shi's problem.

You are bent on the Northern Expedition and the reform of the Song Dynasty...

You are working hard, you are working hard, but... for what?

Shen An doesn't know.

Su Shi looked at him and asked: "What are you doing for this? Countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries did not care about this matter. The Song Dynasty can live for hundreds of more years. The Liao Kingdom is afraid, Xixia is timid, Jiaozhi is afraid... But you are still here Fight hard."

Shen An raised his head slightly and looked at the night sky, a little confused.

What am I here for?

"...Look, Han Qi and the others are slacking off. They think enough is enough, and they think the Song Dynasty has gotten rid of the crisis..."

yes!

Jiaozhi was afraid, Xixia also stopped temporarily, and Yelu Hongji vomited blood...

Farmers' incomes increased and finances were relieved... The Song Dynasty gradually became rich.

Are you satisfied?

Shen An doesn't know.

"It's done! Next time, sew the bag more tightly, so that it can fly all the way to the imperial city!"

"Master, this thing... is taboo! If we see this thing in the imperial city, I'm afraid it will kill someone."

"There is a bed crossbow in the imperial city! One shot..."

"..."

"What are you afraid of? This is a good thing. With this thing, the Song Dynasty will be able to...climb high and see far away, you know? You can spot others from high places. If it is used on the battlefield, it will be of great benefit."

"The Song Dynasty is not afraid of foreign enemies, right?"

"How do you know you're not afraid? The few victories are not big battles. I heard someone say... If it's a battle that will overwhelm the country, gunpowder and kerosene won't have much effect... Divine power crossbows can't decide the victory. What's important is the will to dare to fight. .”

"The sergeants of the Song Dynasty...it's hard to say!"

"But I'm not afraid, at least not anymore."

"Yes, I used to be scared to death, but now I'm not scared anymore."

"..."

Shen An mounted his horse and said to Su Shi: "I will go back first, and we will meet again later."

There was a gap in the city gate tonight, and several servants were waiting. When they saw Shen An coming, they asked, "How are you, Mr. Shen?"

Shen An smiled and said, "Let the officials rest assured."

Some people turned around and ran towards the imperial city, while others were flattering and flattering.

"The officials are still paying attention to this area so late. It shows that they attach great importance to County Duke Shen, which makes us envious!"

"..."

Bianliang City is particularly prosperous at night, and the sounds of hawking are endless.

Shen An walked slowly all the way, and when he was almost home, he felt a little hungry.

There are three Taoist temples and temples on the right. The Taoist temples and temples are located in the same place, which is quite harmonious.

Dim oil lamps, simple stalls, steaming heat...

The old man setting up the stall raised his head and smiled at Shen An. His yellow and black teeth looked disgusting.

"Guest, good mutton soup, good mature vinegar... County Master Shen said that soup cakes should have three good things, good soup, good mature vinegar, good chili sauce... They are all available here. Woolen cloth……"

Under the dim light, Shen An dismounted and said, "Come..."

He turned around and looked at Wen Xiaozhong, "Two bowls, please."

"One bowl." Wen Xiaozhong refused, but thinking that the refusal was a bit harsh, he explained: "Langjun, if you have a late night snack, practicing sword practice will be very hard the next day and you will get tired easily."

"Isn't it easy to get fat?" Shen An was very proud now. Because he was young, he would not get fat no matter how much he ate.

What a comfortable age this is!

"Okay." The old man glanced at Wen Xiaozhong and muttered with some regret, "I can eat two bowls of this!"

"Axiang...Axiang, it's time to make soup cakes!"

Something moved next to the chopping board, and Shen An discovered an old woman lying there.

The old woman was dozing. She raised her head and glanced at Shen An blankly, and muttered: "I was just thinking about the boss... If the boss is alive, we should have grandchildren."

this……

Shen An was very embarrassed, and the old man also felt something was wrong, so he shouted: "There are so many like him, he is a noble man!"

Even though Shen An's clothes were simple, the fabric was not simple. The old man could tell at a glance. He had really good eyesight.

When cooking soup cakes, the fire must be high. The old man squatted beside it and started the fire. The old woman put down the soup cakes and brought over a large steaming bowl.

With nothing to do, the old woman lay down and took a nap, and the old man sat on the edge in a daze.

It was very quiet, only the sound of Shen An sucking the soup cake was particularly loud.

It’s so embarrassing!

Shen An raised his head, just as the old woman raised her head and looked at him gently.

"It's really similar."

Her voice was gentle, like a mother's.

"It's not like that!" The old man suddenly lost his temper and said, "You go to bed in your own bed, and if you keep mumbling, you won't come out tomorrow."

The old woman lowered her head. Shen An couldn't bear to look at it, so she smiled and said, "Just look, I'm fine. Well...old man, your accent is from the north, why are you here in Bianliang?"

The old man sighed and said: "So-and-so's eldest son... So-and-so was a farmer back then, farming in the north."

To the north, it means farming under the eyes of the Liao people, which is the so-called use of water to replace troops, using water fields to resist possible invasion by the Liao people.

The old man said slowly: "The Liao people are cruel. When we farm, they come to kill people..."

"Throwing grass in the valley... means killing people." Something was shining brightly in the old man's eyes.

"It says that farming can resist the Liao people, so let's do it, but the Liao people are not willing to accept it. They cross the border and come to kill people. They say they are harvesting grass and grain. Hey!"

The old man wiped his eyes and said with a smile: "Actually, we are here to kill people. The government hopes that our farming can stop the Liao people..."

Shen An took a bite of the soup cake, but couldn't feel any taste.

He thought of all the absurdities of the Song Dynasty.

Prior to this, the Song Dynasty was afraid of the Liao people and had reached an incredible situation. It transformed farmland in the north and turned most of it into paddy fields... The monarchs and ministers were counting on these paddy fields to trap the Liao army's horses...

They changed the course of the Yellow River, hoping that the Yellow River would stay away from the north, so that the Liao people would not take boats all the way to Bianliang City.

The old man raised his head and sighed: "But... shouldn't it be the military's job to defend against the enemy? Why did we let us go..."

yes! The military men had no eggs and the civil servants had no courage, so the shameless Song Dynasty pushed the people to the front line of the confrontation with the Liao people.

"That year...the Liao people came again."

"The crops in the fields are about to be harvested. We are all rejoicing. We all say that after paying taxes, we can live a more relaxed life this year."

"It's so dark and the sound of horse hooves makes your feet weak..."

"Run away!"

"A certain person took his family and ran south..."

"The boss got separated while running. Later, the Liao army caught up and killed him all the way..." The old man's body trembled slightly, "Whenever I think of this, my eyes seem to be filled with blood. Those people... no one Dare to resist."

"A certain person hid in the pool with his family and watched more than a hundred people being surrounded by the Liao people... No one dared to resist. Those people threw away the kitchen knives and sticks in their hands and knelt down."

Shen An thought of a movie he had watched in his previous life...

The Japanese pirates rushed into Jinling City and burned and killed everyone.

When the Japanese pirates found a strong building, they felt that there must be an ambush inside, so they cautiously entered it.

But when they opened the door, they were filled with people.

The people were trembling, but they didn't dare to make a sound. After seeing these beasts holding rifles, no one needed to teach them. From the elderly to children, from men to women, they all slowly raised their hands...

Then...the sky was filled with blood.

Shen An took a bite of the soup cake and felt that his chest was full and a little awkward.

"Isn't it delicious?" The old man was a little surprised when he saw that he was having difficulty eating.

"It's delicious." Shen An started eating with big mouthfuls.

The old man smiled and continued: "Those Liao people are very fierce. Even if our people kneel down, they will still take action. Laugh! They laughed and rushed in first to take away the woman. Those screaming... After many years, I still remember it.”

In this era, women in war often appear as trophies. Although their lives are not in danger, the humiliation makes life worse than death.

The old woman choked and said, "I dreamed of the boss again just now. He called me mother and asked me to save him, but he disappeared as soon as I stretched out my hand..."

The old man frowned and said, "The boss is probably separated. He might become a rich man somewhere. Don't keep dreaming about him. That's not good."

"Yes." The old woman nodded, "I still want to go back. I think the boss will go back to find us, but we are in Bianliang... How uncomfortable it would be if he can't find us... Boss... Boss..."

The woman suddenly stood up and stared blankly into the depths of the alley on the right.

"Why!"

The old man stamped his feet and went over to support her, "You said you are sick again, okay, okay, let's go to the north, go back to the village back then, and wait for the boss to come back."

The old woman turned her head and looked at him, and said seriously: "You can't lie to me."

The old man smiled very gently, "Okay, I won't lie to you, we will go to the north later."

"I'm going to see the boss..."

The old woman sat down and looked at Shen An blankly.

Shen An didn't know how he left, and was still a little confused until he got home.

"Brother, Zhao Wuwu is sick."

Guoguo is always full of energy, and it is rare for her to be sad.

Shen An went to ask Yang Zhuoxue, but Yang Zhuoxue was vague and said it was a woman's problem and it was fine.

It's probably because something is out of tune.

Shen An didn't take it to heart.

"Officer, go take a shower."

Yang Zhuoxue prepared his clothes and water.

"good."

Lying in the bathtub at home, Shen An was gradually immersed in an inexplicable atmosphere.

The sound of horse hooves was like thunder, those long swords were waving, and those brutal Liao troops were laughing wildly. Just like those massacres hundreds of years later, it was always the Han people who were unlucky.

Those screams, those wives and children separated...

"Why should I fight so hard?"

Su Shi's question came to mind.

Why are you working so hard? What is the New Deal for?

Shen An thought for a while.

He thought of the old woman from before.

——I dreamed about the boss again just now. He called me mother and asked me to save him, but he disappeared as soon as I stretched out my hand...

Those killings...

Decades later, the Jin soldiers captured Bianliang, and countless money and women were plundered.

Those poems, articles, and court disputes eventually became extremely pale and powerless in front of the long sword. UUReadingｗww.uukanshu.netｔ

More than two hundred years later, Yashan was defeated. One hundred thousand people jumped into the sea and committed suicide. Countless corpses floated on the sea...

From the Liao people to the Jin people, and then to the Mongols... the enemies encountered by the Song Dynasty became more and more fierce and brutal.

In this era, barbarism is the most powerful weapon, and civilization will perish.

Under the butcher's knife, Han'er lowered his head and became a low-class person, starting a long period of darkness...

He opened his eyes and said seriously into the darkness: "I am working hard to create a country where people can farm with peace of mind. And the New Deal... is to prevent this lush Song Dynasty from being trampled by the iron hoof. Suffering from those enslavements again!”

He stretched out his hand and slowly turned it...

In the years that followed, countless alien races trampled on the head of this nation, burning, killing, and looting. The wild laughter and the sound of military boots echoed in the capital of China, and the blood flowed on the land where generations have lived...

Countless howls, murderous people filling the fields, mountains of bones...

Shen An looked at the back of his hand and pressed it hard.

Whoever dares will be killed!

This is the purpose of innovation, this is the reason why I work hard!

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