The World (4)

"It took so much effort to make a contract that everyone was unhappy with, but everyone could accept!" Zhang Hongfan shook his head and sighed: "Song Rui's plan is too far-reaching, and it is not easy for my generation to reach!" ”

At this moment, he is sitting in his military tent, appreciating the recent world events with his son Zhang Qi. The newspapers from the south were placed on the table between father and son.

Since returning to the north by order, Zhang Hongfan's health has not been very good. Not to mention the gratuitous weakness, there is also a deviation in the temperature changes in the outside world. The feeling of cold and heat is always the opposite of the weather. When the weather was warm, he couldn't help but shiver, and he didn't use it when he wrapped himself in a pidel (Mongolian leather robe) to raise a stove. When the weather was cold, he felt so hot and dry that he even wanted to strip naked and run naked in the cold wind.

The doctors in the army were helpless against this strange disease, so they had to prescribe indiscriminately. After Kublai Khan came to visit him several times, he didn't know who he had heard, thinking that he was pretending to be sick and angry, and since then there has been a gap between the two monarchs and ministers.

In this regard, Zhang Hongfan felt very helpless and lost. Especially after his younger brother Zhang Hongzheng was 'martyred', he felt even more confused about the future of his family.

The qi and vitality of the Great Yuan Dynasty are about to be exhausted, just like my body, sometimes, Zhang Hongfan thinks so. Perhaps because he was disappointed with the current situation, or perhaps because he felt that his time was running out, he put more and more of his mind on the cultivation of future generations. Every day when he has leisure, he and his son Zhang Qi summarize the gains and losses of the war in the south, predict the development of the war situation between the north and the south at the moment, and as the top decision-makers of the opposing sides, whether Kublai Khan and Wen Tianxiang have done every step just right, and whether they have given the enemy a chance to take advantage of.

Of course, there are some words that can only be exchanged between father and son, and cannot be known to outsiders. In particular, Kublai Khan could not be made known. The rise and fall of the country and the replacement of imperial power, these things are all passing clouds in the ancestral training of the Zhang family. Only the interests of the family are eternal and worth sacrificing for everyone.

From the perspective of interests, Zhang Qi is not optimistic about Wen Tianxiang. Pointing to a description in the newspaper, he smiled and said, "Look at these few sentences, make him look like a saint." It's not to find a reason to better elevate the Song room, it's clear that it can't be done, and it has to be hidden. Hypocrite, in this world, this kind of person is the most fake and annoying! ”

"Wen Tianxiang is not a saint, but he is not a small merchant or peddler either. The interests in his eyes may not be the same as the interests in your eyes! Zhang Hongfan interrupted his son's words with a smile.

As the heir to the family's power, Zhang Qi is a temporary star in terms of martial arts and resourcefulness. If the Great Yuan Dynasty can dominate the world, with the merits of the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren, the glory of the Zhang family may be passed on from generation to generation like the national fortunes of the Mongols.

But born in the same era as Wen Tianxiang, Zhang Jue is destined to become a foil for others. This has nothing to do with whether Da Yuan can conquer the Great Song Dynasty in the end, the newly rising star in the south is so dazzling that it almost darkens the entire sky. Therefore, born in this era, I don't know if it is Zhang Jue's luck or misfortune.

Zhang Hongfan looked at the confusion in his son's eyes, and reminded with a smile, "Do you remember the sheep you played when you were a child, a group of boys fought for what?" (Sheep in the mouth, the game of the northern peoples to fight for the spoils of war on horseback.) It has the effect of cultivating the control ability of the war horse and teamwork. ）

"Of course, it's to grab the lottery, to divide the largest piece of mutton, and of course, the process itself is also very exciting!" Zhang Jue replied without hesitation. Before he was fifteen years old, he was always the winner when he played sheep among the children of the nobles of the same age. The glory of the victor, as well as the burning eyes of the women around him, were enough to make a minor man's blood boil.

"Yes, I remember back then, and every year you won a lot of money. Even the emperor's grandson Temur cried several times because of your win! Zhang Hongfan smiled, his eyes full of pride and love. But if you were to organize a sheep hunt, what would you pay the most attention to! ”

"Rules, don't let people cheat, or bully others!" Zhang Qi replied loudly. Thinking of the entanglement with the emperor's grandson Temur, I still find it interesting. At that time, as long as the royal people appeared, everyone avoided it. Only Zhang Rou refused, and every time she won the royal people, she lost face. As a result, he became a close friend with the emperor's grandson Temur.

"Yes, as long as everyone can continue to play, the organizers will have bonus points, and there will be a steady stream of bonus points. If there are no rules, or someone always relies on their identity to oppress people, everyone will not be able to play. Zhang Hongfan said with a smile, "So, this is where Wen Tianxiang's interests lie." He is now the head of all the heroes in the south, and his best interest is not to grab that piece of meat himself, but to maintain a rule so that everyone can continue to play! ”

"Oh!" Zhang Jue seems to understand whether he understands or not. He is less than 20 years old, and although he has been a leading general for a while, he has never been a commander, nor has he managed local government affairs, and he lacks the vision to consider things from the perspective of overall situation and development.

Zhang Hongfan knew that his son had not matured to the point he expected, and he felt a little regretful. The feeling on his body was also cold, as if the wind outside the whole plug had penetrated through the cracks in the tent.

"To beat your opponent, you must first understand your opponent. And the best way to get to know him is not to laugh at his mistakes, but to put yourself in his shoes and see what you would do under the same conditions. Then, compare what he did with what you envisioned, which one has more flaws! Zhang Hongfan forcibly held back the chill in his heart and taught.

"Oh, boy, think!" Zhang Jue took out the fire fold and lit the thin iron stove in front of his father. This kind of stove made of thin iron sheet was a luxury item smuggled from the south by Zhang Hongfan's old department in order to treat him. It is cleaner than a copper brazier, it works well, it is easy to light, and there is a special chimney to exhaust smoke to the outside of the tent.

I don't know much about other aspects of Fujian and other places, but like most of the Mongolian nobles around him, Zhang Jue has always had a soft spot for its exquisite living utensils and sharp firearms.

"If I were Wen Tianxiang, first of all, I would have to take all the power into my own hands. I can't let those officials blindly mix behind my back, so as not to fight in front of me and put a knife on my back! Looking at the white charcoal in the furnace that was gradually reddening, Zhang Qi said in a low voice.

"Why? How? You are the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, what power do you have not to be ordered by the emperor. Zhang Hongfan asked with a smile. In the first step, Zhang Qi was able to think of the biggest weakness of the Southern Song Dynasty, which shows that he is not ignorant of court politics.

"How? Reason? Zhang Jue repeated his father's question in a daze, and his mind flew to the far south.

Zhang Qi knew that the Great Song Dynasty did not die in the Northern Yuan Dynasty entirely because the military was too weak. In fact, the endless internal friction was the fundamental reason for the demise of the Great Song Dynasty. The greatest ability of those civil officials who have been raised by the state is not to govern the country, but to tear each other down. Sometimes even at the expense of national interests in order to strike at political opponents. Under such circumstances, in the event of a foreign war, it will not be possible to concentrate the strength of the whole country at all.

Moreover, in the face of a strong enemy, the Southern Song Dynasty court could not come up with a persistent strategy. Whether it is the main battle or the main peace, in most cases it is for power struggle, not really to keep the enemy out of the country. The main battle faction has won, and those representatives of the main peace will be removed from their posts and exiled, no matter what key positions they hold and what political achievements they have. And once the main peace faction wins the political dispute, those who are in charge of the battle will inevitably be ruined. Even if he is commanding hundreds of thousands of troops on the front line, even if he is fighting a bloody battle with foreign enemies. That's why there was an absurd thing that cut off the head of the prime minister of his own house to apologize to the north, and that is why the front-line soldiers fought alone, but the civil officials in the rear pressed down the emergency documents and did not make them public for many years, creating the illusion of a peaceful and prosperous world.

To compete with Da Yuan for the world, as the Song Minister, the first thing Wen Tianxiang needs to do is to master the government in hand. Twist together the little strength that is currently left in the remnant Song, instead of continuing to fight inwardly.

This requires him to be a righteous minister, instead of continuing to mix with the line of affairs as he is in front of him. At present, although he has relied on the support of the Broken Army, he has caused the fact that he is fighting against the Xing Dynasty, but this structure is unstable. At least, Zhang Jue believes that with the current situation of the remnants of the Song Dynasty, Wen Tianxiang does not dare to send the main force of the Broken Army to the Northern Expedition.

Once the army left the south too far and left Fujian and Liangguang to create a gap in power, those who thought they were loyal to the imperial court would quickly fill it in under various pretexts. In the eyes of many people, maintaining the authority of the imperial court is always more important than the Northern Expedition. At that time, if Emperor Song's mind wavered, the support of the Broken Army might be cut off immediately. In that case, there were only two ways left for Wen Tianxiang, either to lead the troops to rebel, kill back to Fujian, and kill all the people who sabotaged his northward advance. Either hand over the military power and be the next Yue Fei.

No way, whichever one he chooses, the remnants of Song will be dealt a fatal blow. At that time, with Kublai Khan's keen eye, he would never give up this great opportunity.

"There are two solutions, the first is to abolish the Song Emperor and stand on his own, take over all the authority of the remnant Song Dynasty, and rebuild order!" After pondering for a long time, Zhang Qi suddenly said. The voice was so loud that it startled him, but he came back to his senses and looked at his father apologetically.

Zhang Hongfan smiled and nodded, agreeing with his idea.

"Be the emperor yourself, and you can say it yourself. Don't look at the bluffing of those remnant Song civil officials, in fact, the bones are very soft. At that time, except for one or two loyal ministers like Lu Xiufu, it is estimated that there is no matter what Tianxiang said, and everyone will shout: 'The emperor is sage, the emperor is far-sighted!' Zhang Qi lowered his voice and said with a smile.

"That's true, what about those people, hey! Only loyal to the emperor, but don't care who is the emperor! Zhang Hongfan was amused by his son's witty words, and his pale face slowly recovered a little bit of blood under the reflection of the fire.

But in doing so, he lost his appeal to the two Zhejiang heroes. It's better to let Emperor Song be an ornament on his head for the time being, and be a powerful minister like Cao Cao. This is the second option, which is less costly than the first. However, it is more difficult. The other courtiers will definitely not be willing to do this, and as soon as they find an opportunity, they will have to disturb his back. Unless Wen Tianxiang really makes up his mind, like Cao Cao, kills all the opponents, and then sends his henchmen to take care of the emperor! Zhang Jue thought about it and took the initiative to overturn the first method he proposed.

"How much better is this method than the first one, and how effective is it?" Zhang Hongfan asked with a smile.

"It is effective for a short time, but after a long time, internal changes are born again. Just like Cao Cao back then, he was busy fighting internal fires all his life, giving Shu Han and Dongwu an excuse to breathe and stand on their own feet in vain! Zhang Jue replied in a low voice, suddenly feeling very frustrated. I thought that my opinion was extremely correct, but when I put it in Wen Tianxiang's position, it was all stinky chess.

"The political situation of the remnants of the Song Dynasty must be changed. Otherwise, the battle between Wen Tianxiang and Dayuan will be won again and again. Once you lose a small defeat, you will inevitably end up with the same fate as Han Yanxuan. Zhang Hongfan patted his son's head lovingly, smiled and pointed.

The northern Han family has a tradition of self-cultivation of successors for future generations, fathers and sons, brothers and brothers, so that the prosperity of the family can be continued from generation to generation. In this regard, the Dong family and the Zhang family are both exemplary. Dong Wenshan's godbrother also had a good story.

But the Dong family is not as good as the Zhang family, and after Dong Wenshan's death, his younger brother Dong Wenyong's performance has been mediocre. As for the Zhang family, Zhang Hongfan can be sure that as long as the key steps are handled properly, in Zhang Qi's hands, the family's strength will definitely not be worse than in his own hands.

"Wen Tianxiang can't win a hundred battles, and now many generals of the Broken Army have only the prime minister in their eyes, and there is no court. He has won every battle, and someone must be plotting to add to his yellow robe. At that time, even if he doesn't want to rebel, he will have to rebel! Zhang Jue replied along his father's train of thought.

"Even if he can control the Broken Army, he won't let the yellow robe be draped over his body. The monarchs and ministers of the Xing Dynasty felt that he had the opportunity to be in a yellow robe, and they would also force him to rebel unconsciously! This is Wen Tianxiang's dilemma, he can't solve this dilemma, and if Da Song wants to rise again, it's just empty words. Besides, the Great Yuan Dynasty would not give him much time to think. Zhang Hongfan nodded and concluded.

This kind of dilemma actually not only traps Wen Tianxiang in it. Ancient and modern ministers, none of them are not trapped by it. It's just that in most cases, there is no powerful enemy outside, and the ministers can advance or retreat, and they can slowly sort out the dead knots and try to have a safe life.

And Wen Tianxiang did not have this opportunity, the internal and external conditions decided, he retreated or died, and he advanced also died.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!" Zhang Qi faced the fire and actually started a cold war. As a young man, he never imagined that the political struggle would be so dangerous, and that he was not inferior to the swords and swords on the battlefield.

This is Wen Tianxiang's cleverness, letting the ministers not do it, but thanklessly making a contract. It turns out that if that framework is not broken, he can only end up ruined. And once it jumped out of the original framework, the law replaced the dragon robe and became the largest in the world. Whether he enters or retreats, he can be calm! Zhang Hongfan hugged his shoulders and said in a very low voice.

It took him several days to figure it out. As an opponent with the person who made this move, he did not dare to say that he had a chance of winning.

Perhaps, teaching these things to Zhang Qi now is beyond his comprehension ability. But being able to do this step, Zhang Hongfan feels very relaxed and satisfied.

In the battle of the Ping Song Dynasty, Zhang Hongfan admitted in his heart that he had lost. But failure also made him understand a truth. What is the great emperor's grace, what is the golden mouth, what is the word, those are all unreliable. Whether it is the Great Song Dynasty or the Great Yuan, the most unreliable love in the world is the love between monarchs and ministers. No matter who becomes the emperor, he is the same, faint, wise, virtuous, and stupid, as long as he sits in that position, there is no right or wrong to consider in every word and deed.

As a courtier, he can only be a piece of chess in the hands of the king, and when he needs to give up, he will be thrown into the chess box without hesitation. As for the accusations made public, they are nothing more than an excuse for the royal family.

No one has been able to break this deadlock since the Qin and Han dynasties. And Wen Tianxiang's actions may be the first step to break the game. And once he breaks this situation, those big families don't have to hold the authority, and they can never fall.

It's a pity that I don't have time to watch him finish the whole game of chess and see if the final result is success or failure. It's a pity that he can only stand on the opposite side of him. Zhang Hongfan thought, thought, and his body fell backwards a little bit!

"Father, father, how are you, doctor, come on, go and call the doctor!" Zhang Jue was taken aback by his father's sudden performance, and said with his arms around Zhang Hongfan's almost stiff body.

"In the future, the situation really developed into a north-south showdown. My son is good at himself, don't be reckless and fight against this person! Remember, remember! Zhang Hongfan bit the tip of his tongue, used severe pain to keep the last trace of clarity on the spiritual platform, and prostrated in his son's ear.

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