Some modern scientists have put forward the idea that the so-called "sitting in a well and watching the sky" is actually a method of thinking and observing, similar to modern telescopes.

The wisdom of ancient people is endless, and in folklore, there is actually another version of "sitting on a well and watching the sky", which is regarded as a national shame of the Northern Song Dynasty, similar to the views expressed by scientists.

"This city is mine." The short-robed man said firmly.

"Even the whole world is mine, including this city." The Emperor said hoarsely, his hands held high in the air, swaying from side to side, like madness.

I know that, at least at this moment, the entire Bianliang City is already under the control of the Jinren. After more than a month, all the gold and silver, treasures, concubines, palace maids, and even the property of the civil and military officials and even the mansions of the hundred officials will be loaded onto the car and go north to become the pockets of the golden people.

This change changed the course of history, interrupting the development of the Central Plains for several years, and almost all of the north of the Yangtze River became a subsidence area.

"What virtue do you have, how can you own the world?" The short-robed man asked.

"I know the heavens, I know the heavens—" The emperor opened his hands and pointed to the sky.

I looked up at the sky, and the clouds seemed to envelop the city completely, and it was suffocating.

"I also know the heavens." The short-robed man didn't give an inch, aggressive.

"The celestial phenomena you know are just the scenery of the northern country, and I am here to ...... I am the orthodox celestial phenomenon in the Central Plains, and when I look up from here, what I see is the truth, and what I see is the truth......" The emperor was not strong enough, and he had to wave his hand every time he said a word to maintain his prestige.

It is a pity that the only thing that the deceased king can keep is his own life, and there is no way to talk about the dignity of the country and the majesty of the individual.

No matter how loud he roared, he couldn't suppress the short-robed man.

"Two, what's going on with the celestial phenomena?" I asked.

If they continue to debate like this indefinitely, there may not be a result for three days and three nights.

"If you have no way, the sky will die." The short-robed man replied immediately.

"Within the Milky Way, the heavenly horses fly across, and my Zhao Song Dynasty has not exhausted the number of qi in the world, and it will continue for two hundred years. The Yangtze River and the Yellow River are like dragons, and some of my descendants drove dragons into the sea, crossed the sea and were born, and then built an island country, named Sumatra, which lasted for thousands of years without dying. The emperor said.

Sumatra, of course, is "immortal" and is still a member of the Earth family until now.

From the explanations of the two people, I can easily judge the level of the two people's celestial observations.

The short-robed man only looks at the present, no more than three or five years, while the emperor looks forward to the future, until a thousand years later. However, the Zhao and Song dynasties after a thousand years must not be the original lineage, and today's Sumatran islanders may not know the existence of the Northern Song Dynasty emperor at all, and have completely become another foreign nation, which has nothing to do with the Zhao and Song dynasties in the Central Plains.

In this case, no matter how far you can see from the celestial phenomena, is there any significance for reference?

I can only say that the ancient Chinese were wise and knowledgeable, standing taller and seeing farther. It is precisely because of the wisdom of this group of ancestors that the Chinese nation will be extremely persevering in the face of adversity, survive turbulence and crisis after turmoil, and develop to today's beautiful era of a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.

"The future is bright, but the road is tortuous" -- this is the experience that the great Chinese men have summed up from history, and it is the absolute truth that has been practiced.

"Papa, papa", the short-robed man applauded lightly and nodded in approval.

The emperor straightened his belt and raised his chin high, and seemed to have the upper hand in the debate.

"There is something strange in the sky, and it can be changed." The short-robed man said, "For example, now, all the inside of the capital will be destroyed, all the miles outside the capital will be destroyed, and the surname Zhao will be completely destroyed in the world, won't the grass be cut down and eradicated?" You say that Zhao Song can last for hundreds or even thousands of years, but it's just a dream. ”

"Huh." The Emperor sneered, "If celestial phenomena are so easy to change, then is it necessary for this knowledge to be passed down from the ancient sages?" ”

"Killing and exterminating" can only simply eliminate the superficial phenomenon, but it cannot cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

For a person who has seen the history of the Two Song Dynasty, the emergence and development of many things seem to be arranged by providence.

Wanyan Aguta may have the combat strength to lead his people across the Yellow River, but he may not be able to govern the country and stabilize the society, as he did in the "prosperous era of Kangqian and Qianlong" governed by Kangxi and Qianlong.

It is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to defend the country.

From this point of view, it may be very wise for the Jin people to rob Bianliang City. They don't want to be famous, they want to be rich, their means are simple and rude, and they will never get involved in the affairs of governing the country and educating the people. If you don't do it, you won't make a mistake, so they won the war in its entirety, leaving the Central Plains with the "Jingkang Shame" that can never be overturned.

"You Central Plains people's knowledge, hehe...... Did it work? No matter how much knowledge you have, can you stop my son who straddles the horse and shoots outside the plug? Can you hold the Yellow River, which is frozen for thousands of miles? Can you hold my northern sabre? Just like now, I can talk to you here about the rise and fall of the world and the astrological signs, and I can also cut off your head with a knife, what can you do? What can you do? The man in the robe laughed.

The emperor shrunk his neck, and his fear was palpable.

When he was in his prime, he did not become a good emperor, but a flower Tai Sui who only knew poetry and wine and pleasure and did not know how to plan for a rainy day. In troubled times, he will be even more unable to be a good emperor, and he will not even be able to stand up and be a man like a real man.

Seeing through this, the short-robed man became even more arrogant, stretched out his finger, and pointed to the emperor's forehead: "This country is no longer yours." ”

This sentence was like pronouncing the emperor's death sentence, he was barely standing up, but suddenly stumbled and collapsed softly.

"That's enough." I say.

So far, I can only "mourn his misfortune and be angry with him", and I am full of pity for this cowardly emperor.

"Sir, between me and him, everything that needs to be said is finished, so can we still talk about it?" The short-robed man ignored the Emperor, turned to me, and gestured to the inside of the imperial study.

I nodded, "Okay." ”

We went into the house together and sat down facing each other on either side of the desk.

The man in the short robe gently patted the back of his chair and looked around.

I found that the arrogance on his face had dissipated, and in its place was an unusual depth and sorrow.

"I've been here, I've been here in my dreams." "As a child," he said, "I had a dream on the carpet at the feet of the Great Prophet. In the dream, I arrived here and talked to a wise man of the highest minds. He told me a lot of things, and the only thing I could remember was four words – 'Life is too short'. Outside the plug, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the eagle flies and the grass grows, how free and wild? So I don't like the Central Plains, I don't like this kind of bells and whistles house. If you live here, you will definitely live many years less. In the dream, there was a beautiful woman standing next to the wise man, she looked at me, and I looked at her, and I didn't say a word, but my heart and soul had been taken away by her. That dream left the deepest wound on me, and since then, I have only one wish, which is to find her and marry her. In order to achieve this goal, I practiced martial arts hard, became a tribal leader, and then repeatedly went south to find out the truth of the Northern Song Emperor. In the meantime, I found this place, and sat alone on the roof countless times, hoping that the wise man and the beautiful man would appear. Yet, at least a hundred times, I drank until dawn, without waiting for her. I led the army all the way to Bianliang City, not for the Zhao Song dynasty, but for that beauty. Now, I've seen Mr., it's not far from that beauty, right? ”

I don't know who the beauty he is talking about, but I do know that the lotus is out there.

"If you get a beauty, you can retire?" I asked.

"Maybe." His attitude was ambiguous.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Wu Sangui "rushed to the crown and became angry", which triggered an out-of-control situation in which the Manchurians entered the customs. Now, a beauty in the harem of the Song Dynasty has also led to a large-scale invasion of the Jin. This is exactly what Western philosophers have summed up as the "butterfly effect", and the origin of all major events is all in a devilish detail.

"Am I the wise man you dreamed of?" I asked.

The short-robed man nodded: "Exactly." ”

I couldn't help but sigh that maybe I could be a wise man in the eyes of others, but there was no wisdom that could help me solve the dilemma in front of me.

As a wise man, I can describe to the other party the future history of the Jin Kingdom, including the century-old confrontation with the Southern Song Dynasty, the oppression of the Mongols and the destruction of the Mongols by the Song Dynasty, and so on. However, he has already said that he is here for the beauty who has been haunted by his dreams since childhood.

"Sir, you told me that 'life is too short' and that only 'eternal life' is the highest state that human beings pursue. I also wanted to live forever and enjoy my life with that beauty, but I felt it at the time, she was holding a quick knife in her hand, and with a silent stab, it was inserted into my heart-"Suddenly, the other party's face showed a look of extreme pain, and his right hand covered his heart, as if there was really a fast knife piercing from behind and piercing out of the heart.

Whether ancient or modern, whether it is the common people or the emperor, they are full of desire for "eternal life". Life is short, like morning dew. Once humanity is immortal, all worries about time cease to exist.

"Yes, eternal life, what a wonderful thing." I sighed softly.

As a modern person, we have seen the shadow of "eternal life", and many top research in the field of biology are going in this direction.

"She stabbed me, and it hurt not my body, but my heart." The short-robed man said.

On the ground, the lotus flower flashed out from behind the short-robed man, shook the blood on his hand vigorously, and smiled like a silver bell: "In the war, where did such romance come from?" I think you're still too wishful thinking, hehehehe......"

She took two steps forward, turned her face away, and stood face to face with the short-robed man.

"It's you, it's you, it's you—" The short-robed man shouted three times in a row, no longer covering his heart, but opening his arms and making a gesture of embracing the lotus.

His left palm was also stained with blood, and it turned out that the action of covering his heart just now was not because of painful memories, but because it was at that moment that Lotus stabbed the short knife into his back.

"Huh." Lotus moved lightly behind my back, dodging the other party's embrace.

"Don't go, don't go. I've been waiting for this moment for forty years. Sir, tell me that this moment is true, and that I have really waited for you to ......" The short-robed man raised his hand and eagerly asked me for confirmation.

Only people who are addicted to love will have his expression.

At this moment, he is not a middle-aged man in his fifties, but a young man who is young and frivolous, dares to love and hate, and can abandon the world for the sake of a beautiful smile.

I can understand the mood of the short-robed man at the moment, when love comes, it is like a flood erupting, and it is like the sky falling apart, and it can't be stopped at all.

"Lotus, you're annoying." I say.

Since the short-robed person dreamed of me and the lotus ten years ago, then, when the lotus appeared, it was impossible for the short-robed person to let her go again.

"What's the trouble? Kill him, we can go wherever we want, and we don't have to worry about him at all. Lotus said.

A girl's heart is a needle under the sea, and she can never figure it out.

At that moment, the short-robed man spoke frankly about his longing, but all he got was ridicule.

"All I want is to go back." Lotus said.

"I know, I know." The short-robed man said anxiously, "I can help you realize your wishes, everything you say can be realized, right in the City of the Five Kingdoms." ”

"What?" Lotus and I were stunned at the same time.

"I know what you're talking about, at the source of the 'Tongtian River' in the City of the Five Kingdoms, there is a 'Tongtian Well', and that place can fulfill all your wishes. Aren't you going back to the bitter cold of the far north? Just go there and get what you want. The short-robed man said.

"He even knows where we're going?" Lotus asked in surprise.

"Go to the City of Five Nations, that's the key to solving the problem." It dawned on me.

After leaving the city before, under the leadership of Lotus, we went all the way to the west, aiming at the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. I had no sense of the goal at the time, and even though I had scorched wood in my hands, I didn't feel any sense of information. That said, subconsciously, I don't think that's the right direction.

Now, through the description of the stars by the short-robed man and the emperor, and listening to the short-robed man talking about the Tongtian River and the Tianjing, my mind suddenly opened up and saw another great and profound question - "Why didn't Huizong of the Northern Song Dynasty die for the country?" ”

The previous answer may have been "Song Huizong was cowardly and afraid of death", because that was an obvious fact.

Now, I have a whole new answer.