Reincarnation (2)

The expression on Wen Tianxiang's face changed with the battle between heaven and man in his heart, one moment impassioned, one moment cold and gloomy, and the other moment he looked painful and helpless. Liu Zijun, who was sitting opposite him, was so frightened that he regretted it, and he couldn't wait to pull out his knife and slash himself a few times.

Everyone calculated everything, but they forgot that Master Wen had gone crazy. Back then, he went crazy on Baizhang Ridge, causing the entire army to almost not disperse. Now that the matter of the throne has driven him crazy again, not only Zhao Yu and Chen Yizhong will jump up and cheer loudly, but Kublai Khan and Boyan on the Mongolian side will definitely have wine glasses to celebrate.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister!" Liu Zijun lowered his voice and shouted anxiously. He didn't dare to let the people outside the car hear it, and he didn't dare to let Wen Tianxiang go on like that. At a loss, he heard Wen Tianxiang suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Phew!" Wen Tianxiang came back to his senses like waking up from a big dream, and the confusion in his eyes was gone, replaced by a daunting determination. His waist was straight, and he was tall in a sweaty heavy shirt. His shoulders were flat, as if he was carrying the double crush of the inner world and the outer world.

However, the shoulders and back did not go down, but trembled and propped up.

"I can't be this emperor, you do this, it's tantamount to roasting me on the fire! Zijun, stop it, while it's still too late! Wen Tianxiang's gaze penetrated the darkness in the carriage and solemnly cast it on Liu Zijun's face.

Liu Zijun's heart immediately chuckled, he had never disobeyed any of the other party's orders after following Wen Tianxiang for so many years. The habit of blind obedience made him want to nod his head and agree to Wen Tianxiang's request, but the unwillingness in his heart made him struggle again, and he avoided his eyes under Wen Tianxiang's forced gaze. After hesitating for a moment, Liu Zijunqiang gritted his teeth and asked, "Why?" If you can't be the emperor, who is still qualified to be the emperor! ”

"I can't be this emperor, if you put the yellow robe on me. After putting on the yellow robe, the first thing I want to do is to kill a few of you initiators, and I can't do anything like this! Wen Tianxiang smiled a little mockingly on the corner of his mouth, stared at Liu Zijun's eyes and said.

"Why?" Liu Zijun was taken aback by Wen Tianxiang's words, and raised his voice a little to ask.

At the beginning, everyone proposed to tweet Tianxiang to be the emperor, in addition to the factor of resisting the overall situation of the Yuan, deep down in their hearts, they inevitably did not have the idea of being a dragon hero. Now hearing that Wen Tianxiang actually wants to reward his work with blood, although he knows that it is a threatening word, it also makes people feel horrified, and he can't help but ask the reason.

"To calm the hearts of the people, so that the same thing will not happen to others again! Who knows what tricks you guys will play in a few days. I became the emperor, and you are the most difficult to control and the people who can threaten my country and society the most, so you have to kill. But doing that, not only could not stabilize the world as soon as possible, but made the world chaotic, which happened to fulfill Boyan's wishes! Wen Tianxiang shook his head and said with a sneer.

"I, I'll wait...."Liu Zijun's back was soaked in cold sweat, and on a hot day, he felt that the air around him was cold. Originally, he wanted to say, "We are loyal to the prime minister!" His eyes met Wen Tianxiang's gaze, but he found that his whole mind was seen through.

As far as the current Metropolitan Governor is concerned, whether you are loyal to him or not, as long as your actions are within the scope of your duties and do not harm the country and the nation, he can completely ignore it, and he has no right to care too much. But if you are facing an emperor, the first thing that the other party considers is not whether you are loyal or not, but whether you are likely to be disloyal to him because of your ability, influence and power in your hands.

As Wen Tianxiang said, since he and Zeng Huan can drape the yellow robe on Wen Tianxiang's body, they also have the strength to drape the yellow robe on another person. Such a person cannot be tolerated by any emperor.

"Zijun, stop it...... A few of you want me to be the emperor and quickly integrate the forces of all sides of the Great Song Dynasty. But he couldn't convince Lu Xiufu, nor did he represent Deng Guang's intentions. Wen Tianxiang saw that Liu Zijun was speechless, and analyzed it from a different angle.

"Lord Lu, how many of them are there?" Liu Zijun instinctively asked rhetorically. From the beginning of the designation of the Yellow Robe Plus Plan, he and Zeng Huan and others excluded Lu Xiufu and others from potential threats. Xiucai rebelled for ten years, although Lu Xiufu, Deng Guangjian and others had high positions, but they did not have half a soldier in their hands, how could they threaten Wen Tianxiang's road to becoming emperor?

Although they have no soldiers in their hands and are stubborn and conservative, there is the entire Confucian forest standing behind them. If I usurp the throne, they will not accept it. With the backbone of several of them, I persuade them not to be soft, not to buy loose, and not to crush them with force. If it can't be crushed, in order to achieve the requirements of the rapid integration of the forces of all parties in the Great Song Dynasty that you want, I can only use force. And the butcher's knife is raised, Zijun, can you guarantee that I will put him down in time? ”

Wen Tianxiang straightened his clothes and said jokingly: "If I don't move the butcher's knife, I can't quickly stabilize the situation, and if I move the knife, I will obviously no longer be the Mingjun you expected." Zijun, you want to push a Ming Jun to the stage, but in the end, you will launch a butcher, when the time comes, I'm afraid you won't be able to explain it to yourself! ”

"This?" Liu Zijun suddenly found himself surrounded by Wen Tianxiang like a fool. Before discussing with Zeng Huan and others to put on Wen Tianxiang's yellow robe, everyone expected Wen Tianxiang to be a wise gentleman who respected the law and obeyed the rules. And Wen Tianxiang's performance in the appointment of the governor of the capital does have the potential to be a wise monarch through the ages. But what Liu Zijun never expected was that once he put on that yellow robe, Wen Tianxiang would no longer be Wen Tianxiang, and what he would adapt to would be a completely different rule. Under that rule, the country, the nation, and everyone will become pawns in the struggle for imperial power and hegemony.

"So, I can't do this throne, so don't force me to do it. Wen Tianxiang got up with a smile and stretched out his hand to hold Liu Zijun, "It's not my maverick to refuse the kindness of a few of you." After all, you only represent yourselves! ”

Liu Zijun was still about to argue, but was forcibly pulled by Wen Tianxiang to move to the car door, "One day with me, anyone wants to sit on it." Those who have already sat on it also have to adapt to different rules. Otherwise, I'd rather leave the throne empty until everyone gets used to the time when there's no one up there! ”

Wen Tianxiang pushed open the door of the carriage and jumped down laughing. The early autumn sun illuminated the entire carriage at once, sweeping away all the gloom in his heart.

"Is the Prime Minister resting well?" Seeing Wen Tianxiang jumping out of the carriage, Zhao Shijun, the secretary of the ministry, stepped forward and asked. Zeng Huan, Wanyan Jingyuan, Du Gui and several other people who had something in their hearts also moved forward and greeted Wen Tianxiang's carriage.

"What a big dream!" Wen Tianxiang looked at Zeng Huan and made a pun. "Charter, where have we gone? Have you entered the city? ”

"Just past the city gate, it's not far from the palace!" Zeng Huan paused for a moment and answered truthfully.

When the surrounding people saw Prime Minister Wen get out of the carriage, the cheers immediately rose again. Someone picked up the tea and stretched it out to the guards of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion. They don't expect Wen Tianxiang to take over his teacup with his own hands, and he can give a little heart to this great hero who serves the country and the people, and everyone feels very satisfied.

"Charter, Ziju, did you hear the people shouting?" Wen Tianxiang asked with a smile, pulled up Zeng Huan's sleeve, leaned a few steps towards the side of the road, separated the guards with the other hand, and took the water bowl that was handed into the crowd.

"Prime Minister!" Zeng Huan, Liu Zijun, and Lu Xiufu blocked at the same time. They didn't dare to let Wen Tianxiang casually drink the tea handed by a stranger, once the water was poisonous, the entire Great Song Dynasty would be paralyzed in an instant.

"Do you believe that the people of the Great Song Dynasty will harm their prime minister?" Wen Tianxiang asked with a somewhat crazy smile, and despite everyone's obstruction, he brought the tea bowl to his mouth and drank it all.

"Prime Minister-sama Chitose, Chitose, Chitose!" The surrounding people saw that Wen Tianxiang actually drank the tea sent by the small people in the market, and the cheers were even higher.

"Fellow fathers!" Wen Tianxiang shouted at the crowd on both sides of the road, "Everyone has been doing well lately!" ”

"Okay, the prime minister is doing well!" The crowd was thunderous, some people jumped their feet, some people clapped their hands, and they were drunk.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister!" Zeng Huan persuaded in a low voice, Wen Tianxiang stood too close to the side of the street, if someone assassinated at this moment, the guards would not have time to react.

Wen Tianxiang ignored Zeng Huan's advice, he knew that his behavior was a little crazy at the moment, but he was glad that he could be crazy this time. In the past five years, I have groped, searched, and sown seeds in the dark, trying to find a way to make the land of China no longer fall into reincarnation. In the end, the person he cultivated was the first to jump out and try to continue the reincarnation.

He was not reconciled, nor did he believe. He didn't believe that so many factories and schools had been built in vain. I don't believe that the generals of the Broken Army who have cultivated themselves want to have an emperor on their heads. I don't believe that my knees, which have been straightened, would rather kneel down again.

Even in the face of fate, everyone around him chooses to kneel, and he himself has to stand up straight and take the lead in being a person who would rather be broken than kneel.

In the surprised eyes of the officials, Wen Tianxiang threw his hand at the surrounding crowd, "Fathers and elders, autumn is coming soon, do you earn enough money to spend this year?" Do you have enough food at home? ”

"Thanks to the blessing of the Prime Minister, there are enough flowers and enough food!" The people didn't expect that Master Wen, who was high up and higher, would actually ask such a real vernacular, and his emotions were driven higher in an instant.

"What is the Prime Minister doing?" A line of officials whispered. They had already heard the nickname of Wen Maniac, but they didn't expect Wen Tianxiang to really go crazy, regardless of time or occasion.

"Do what he thinks is right!" Deng Guangjian replied with his hand twisted his beard, at this moment, he dared to guarantee that Wen Tianxiang did not go crazy. Far from going crazy, his mind was unusually clear.

Wen Tianxiang laughed and chatted with the people on both sides of the street, he didn't know much about life in the market, and it was just a few words. But these few ordinary words have won him the greatest popular support. Since ancient times, in the minds of the people, officials are all high-minded, although in recent years, the people have begun to elect their own officials, such as Li Zheng and district heads, but that is only a partial behavior. In most areas, the level of officials is always higher than that of the people. Except for Wen Tianxiang, there has never been an official above the third grade who is willing to step down and put himself in an equal position with the people.

Zeng Huan's hand was pulled by Wen Tianxiang and he didn't dare to break free, but his heart was so anxious that he was burning. He didn't know what Liu Zijun said to Wen Tianxiang in the car, but he could clearly see that after jumping out of the carriage, Liu Zijun wilted like a frosted crop.

There are three plans to put on a yellow robe for Wen Tianxiang, and the best option is for the people of the imperial court to provoke the incident first, and then the captive army is forced to counterattack, taking the opportunity to let Wen Tianxiang seize all the thrones.

The first plan is a little difficult to realize in the current situation, and the young emperor Zhao Yu and Chen Yizhong suddenly stood still, which made Zeng Huan feel that the tiger was eating the sky and had no way to start. The second and third plans required him and Liu Zijun to respond separately, and now Liu Zijun was persuaded by Prime Minister Wen for some reason, and he was pulled by the Prime Minister again, and for a while, all the plans could not be continued.

"Charter, do you see these people? What they want, it's not what you think! Wen Tianxiang turned his head coldly and said in a low voice.

"What?" Zeng Huan didn't hear it too clearly, the cheers around him were too loud, and Wen Tianxiang's voice was too small, it was difficult to distinguish his words in the thunderous cheers.

"The Tartars are going to raise troops to retaliate again, are you afraid?" Wen Tianxiang ignored Zeng Huan, turned sideways, and asked the people.

"Don't be afraid, there's Lord Wen here!" The people paused for a moment and replied in unison. If it was three years ago, everyone would be very panicked when it comes to Mongolians. But in the past three years, no matter how fierce the Yuan army is, it has not been able to get close to Quanzhou City. The people have tasted the taste of victory many times, and their confidence has gradually strengthened, and they no longer have any fear of the Yuan army.

"What if the Mongols come to rob something? Do you give? Wen Tianxiang blushed and asked unsatisfied.

"Give him a brick!" In the crowd, someone answered in the most concise language.

"They have knives in their hands, and the guys in our hands are not scrap metal!" Several retired veterans supported each other and responded on the periphery of the crowd.

They didn't know what happened to Wen Tianxiang, but they dared to guarantee that no matter when and where, as long as Master Wen said a word, they could immediately put on their robes again.

"Yes, we're not taking scrap metal!" People laughed and agreed. The taste of human conquest has been tasted by everyone, and the taste of peace and freedom has just been tasted, and it is far from enough. If the Mongol soldiers really came, some people would certainly choose to give in, but most people have already recognized the word "war".

"What if someone else comes to rob it?" Wen Tianxiang asked coldly, startling everyone.

Their own people robbed their own people, and everyone didn't quite understand what Wen Tianxiang was referring to. But they haven't experienced the matter of their own people robbing their own people, and a random order from the imperial court can make a group of people bankrupt, and at the same time, another group of people can soar. In the past, everyone thought that it was destiny and fortune. However, with the gradual implementation of the property rights in the Provisional Covenant, the arguments of the Mandate of Heaven and the number of fortunes gradually lost their momentum, and the arguments for fairness and reasonableness became louder and louder.

"For example, which corrupt official wants to rob, for example, some people in the name of righteousness. For example, one day I suddenly became bad and wanted to steal your job! Wen Tianxiang stood in place and asked loudly.

There was silence all around, and the cheers stopped abruptly.

How could the Prime Minister become bad? No one believed. But Wen Tianxiang himself said that he might become bad, but he couldn't help but think about it in that way.

"The Prime Minister won't!" A series of protests rang out in the crowd.

"If someone does something bad in the name of the prime minister, everyone will definitely be able to tell the difference!" A couple of veterans answered with their own cleverness.

This was obviously not the answer that Wen Tianxiang was expecting, and he stood quietly, waiting for people to answer correctly. He knew that he was gambling, betting that there are sober people in this nation, and that the political wisdom of this nation would not lag behind the forefront of the world at the same stage of development in history.

It is not Liu Zijun, Zeng Huan and others who can put on a yellow robe for him, but the people of the world. If the people of the world want him to wear a yellow robe, today, he will not hesitate to put on that robe of sin. If there are like-minded people in the world, there will be no strange circle of logic, and this yellow robe will not need to be put on.

"Beat him!" Someone had the audacity to shout. Immediately, someone loudly chimed in, "Beat him, whoever it is!" ”

"Don't blame the Prime Minister, you won't be bad. If someone does something bad in your name, everyone will beat him, and after the beating, he will be sent to the government to see who is right and who is wrong! The people shouted in a frenzy. Today, Wen Tianxiang's question is so interesting, enough for them to remember for half a lifetime. Maybe when you are old, you can sit in the moonlight with your children and grandchildren, and tell you today's anecdotes.

"That's right, beat him. Our property belongs to us, and no one can take it from us. Our dignity is to be defended by ourselves, and no one has the right to take it away. For so many years, I've wondered what exactly we're fighting for, who we're fighting for, and what we're shedding blood for. Folks, can you give me an answer? Wen Tianxiang waved his arms and shouted at everyone.

"Don't be a dog for the Mongols!" The answer was like a landslide and a tsunami. This is the answer in exchange for life and blood, and those who have experienced the slaughter of the city and the struggle know how difficult it is to straighten up and be a man.

"Do you want to be a dog for the Mongols and a dog for your own people? Do you want your property to be plundered and your dignity trampled on? Even if that person is your benefactor, your protector, or a self-proclaimed saint or god? Wen Tianxiang then asked, as if he wanted to express all the depression in his heart for a moment, looking for a final answer.

"I don't want to!" The mood in the crowd is already boiling. No, we don't, we all know one answer clearly. No matter whether they are rich or poor, where they were born or where they are born, no one wants to be trampled underfoot, and no one wants to be wantonly deprived of their power.

"You don't want to, and I don't want to." Wen Tianxiang's beard fluttered across his chest, and he raised his hands high, as if wielding a fighting Xingtian, issuing a series of challenges to fate. "We fought to the death against the Mongols just so that we would not be slaves. If the Mongols are gone, and we will provide a group of Han Chinese on our heads, they will also be slaves and maids, what is the difference between this? Can anyone tell me what the difference is? ”

"It makes no difference! We don't treat the Mongols as dogs, and we don't treat them as our own people! In the middle of the crowd, several low-ranking officers of the Broken Army shouted. In military schools, the word "dignity" is what they are most indoctrinated with. The military pays attention to obedience between superiors and subordinates, but while the military academy teaches them obedience, it also teaches them that the dignity of a person cannot be trampled on.

"Yes, we have the sky above our heads and the earth under our feet, and no one is born higher than the other!" A few scholars who were leaving the window waved their sleeves and shouted. After so many years of repeated debates in the newspapers, the strict hierarchy of monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons has long been overthrown in the hearts of most young people. Although no new theories have been born in a short period of time, they are no longer willing to be sacrificed to maintain the original order.

"So, we have established a covenant that guarantees that all men are created equal. We once laid our hands on them and made vows to the heavens and the earth. We will defend it to the death, because while guarding it, we are guarding the hope of the country and our own dignity...."Wen Tianxiang looked around at everyone, and his voice was like Hong Zhong Dalu.

"Therefore, I ask you to witness here that I, Wen Tianxiang, the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, will always defend your rights with my life, as well as this covenant. I also ask you to join me in protecting it with all your might. Because while protecting it, we are also protecting ourselves! ”

"That literary madman ......." many years later, someone said with a smile. But in my heart I knew that deep down in the hearts of all people, something that had already existed was awakened by a madman on that day.

"This Wen maniac!" On the second floor of a restaurant facing the street, a spectator who was shouting with the crowd said with a smile. The darts in his hand were already soaked with sweat, but he seemed to have forgotten his original mission, and only followed the crowd around him and shouted.

Prime Minister Chen can't do this, the emperor can't do it, and the heroes of all dynasties can't do it. Zheng Huchen knew this, and he also admired Wen Tianxiang's madness at this moment.

"If I were him, so would I!" Deep down, Zheng Huchen couldn't help but think so. "Chen Chengxiang was wrong, he was very wrong from the beginning. The goal he is pursuing is too far away from what Master Wen is pursuing, and it is like a judgment between the high and the low! ”

Watching Wen Tianxiang's every move with appreciation, Zheng Huchen slowly stood up. He won't make any more moves, Chen Yizhong's life is not worth as much as the little finger of that madman on the street. With his fingers clasping the dart, Zheng Huchen was about to go downstairs, but inadvertently, he saw that on the seats not far from him, there was a silver light flashing on the cuffs of several people.

"Prime Minister, be careful!" Zheng Huchen shouted, picked up a table and threw it in front of Wen Tianxiang.

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