Since ancient times, the first reaction of ordinary people when they see officials is to kneel, which is a bad habit that I have kept in China for thousands of years until the end of the Qing Dynasty!

In the concept of the common people, no matter what kind of official this leader named Guo Yaoshi is, since he is leading the troops, then he is a general. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

So, hula, kneeling, all shouting thank you to the general.

I didn't want to kneel, but all the people are like this, if I don't kneel, then don't I find myself unhappy?

Although I am not afraid of these soldiers.

So, I just crouched down.

And this kneeling is also exquisite, kneeling then you must worship, the so-called kneeling is what it means.

Moreover, the head cannot be raised, and when you kneel, you must pout your buttocks.

"Oh, folks, you are suffering, how can you worship me, get up quickly!" Guo Yaoshi said this, but in fact, he was relieved to accept everyone's worship.

Immediately, these refugees all stood up, and at this time, I officially saw the person of Guo Yaoshi clearly.

When I saw it, I couldn't help but be happy.

I secretly feel sorry for these people of the Great Song Dynasty, what kind of person are you worshipping!

What kind of person a person is, in our eyes, it can be seen at a glance.

This Guo Yaoshi has backbones, but he has no roots, that is, as the saying goes, he is the grass on the wall, and when the wind blows, both sides fall.

But this person's official luck is still good, not to mention, it's not wrong for these refugees to call him a general just now, he is really a general.

He was originally a general of Northern Liao, and he had an elite army under him, and he often won the army.

At this time, the Jin soldiers attacked the Song Dynasty in two ways, and Guo Yaoshi was ordered to meet the enemy.

I wanted to set up an ambush here, but I didn't want to run into our gang of rebels.

And at this time, a spy came to report, and I didn't know what to say to Pharmacist Guo, Pharmacist Guo's face changed, and he only said one word, "Go!" ”

Then he took this group of Song soldiers and left.

"Our Great Song is finished." An old man watched Pharmacist Guo leave, and suddenly spoke.

I glanced at him, but found that I couldn't see through this old man, could he be the same as me?

"Uncle, why do you say this?" A young man who looked like a scholar asked.

"This General Guo has a backbone!" The old man sneered, "If you win this battle, it is good, but if you lose, he will drop the gold!" ”

"I'm done with my big songs!" The old man looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Not necessarily." A Taoist priest spoke at this moment, "Poor Dao watched the sky at night last night, although Ziweixing declined, it also has the meaning of rebirth, which shows that my Great Song is still saved!" ”

I laughed.

It is said that the master is in the people, and this is true.

The old man said that the Great Song Dynasty died, because a year later, it was indeed dead.

The Taoist priest said that the Great Song Dynasty was still saved, because it is not an exaggeration to describe the Great Song Dynasty with a sentence that put the place of death and was born, because the Southern Song Dynasty was subsequently established.

So, both of them are right.

They said theirs, but I was not idle, and took all the souls of those who died.

And my inadvertent soul-collecting action, the Taoist priest saw it in his eyes, and he smiled at me, "Immeasurable Tianzun, it turns out that Daoist friends are also experts!" ”

I smiled, walked over to the priest, and whispered to him, "I just don't want them to be lonely ghosts." ”

Ordinary people, after all, are ordinary people, and there are some things that they can't let them know.

The Taoist priest understood, but stopped talking.

And at this moment, something happened.

Originally, the silver tickets on the hands of a few rich people were extorted by the Jin soldiers, but as a result, the Jin soldiers died, so these rich people began to get back the money that belonged to them.

Originally, this is a trivial matter, and it is easy to solve, whoever belongs to whom, but the human heart is greedy.

As a result, several wealthy people quarreled over silver tickets.

Originally, it was nothing to quarrel a few words, but the problem is that this large group of refugees are basically poor, and they haven't eaten for a few days.

The bad is bad for those rich people, for a few silver tickets, there is nothing to quarrel with, nothing to fight, but a poor ghost opens his mouth and a poor ghost is closed, and as a result, a few irascible refugees quit.

What's the matter, it's great to be rich, why don't you look down on the poor?

Some people even stood up and said that there were a lot of silver tickets that were not from those rich people, but mine.

But also, who is the extra silver ticket that is not mine?

Before I could speak, they were struggling.

It turned out to be messy.

It's hard to beat on the spot!

The old man saw it in his eyes and sighed, "Da Song deserves to die!" Can such a people not lose the country? ”

The Taoist priest said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Then he stopped talking.

And this ridiculous farce ended with the shouting of I don't know who it was, "The golden soldiers are coming!" And it ended hastily.

It is a fact that the Song people are afraid of the Jin people.

Jin Bing is really here.

From afar, the flags covered the sun, the dust covered the sky, the sound of horses chirping, the sound of footsteps, and the shocked refugees let go of their feet and ran.

The refugees overthink.

With an army like this, they don't have time to waste their time on refugees.

So I stepped aside and crouched on the ground with the refugees who didn't have time to run away.

It was the Dajin East Route Army, commanded by Generalissimo Wanyan Zongwang.

Originally, I didn't know it was him, but we have the ability to read people in this industry.

This ability has been introduced earlier, so I won't explain it again.

So when I saw a leader in his forties passing me on a horse, I knew who he was.

It's just that this person's life span is short, and he has more than two years left to live.

Watching the golden soldiers leave in unison and full of fighting spirit, the old man sighed, "The division of tigers and wolves!" How can I be the enemy of Da Song! ”

"This world, no matter how it changes, is the world of people, no matter who sits on it, does it have anything to do with our people? As long as we can eat, drink, live and live well, who will sit on the country and not all the same? A young man in his twenties spoke.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" An old man looked like his father, and scolded him, "We are the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and we are the ghosts of the Great Song Dynasty when we die!" ”

"Father, the child wants to ask, what about our ancestors? Who are they? Is it also from the Great Song Dynasty? No way? They are people from the Tang Dynasty, aren't they people from the Sui Dynasty? ”

This later sentence not only made his father speechless, but everyone present bowed their heads and remained silent when they heard it.

I looked at the posterity, this posterity is right, anyone in this world can sit, the premise is that you have to let the people eat, drink, live well, and let the people have a good life!

The common people are having a hard time, so I'm sorry, your country will come to an end.

But can those in power understand?

In all dynasties, fifty years after the founding of the country and even about one hundred years after the founding of the country, the life of the common people was the most nourishing, because almost all the people in power at this time were Ming Jun, and at this time, the country also developed the best, but then, basically, it was not good. (To be continued.) )