Outside the window, the snow was falling, but inside the house, everyone was happy and happy.

Entering Hexi in the west, and flattening the pseudo-Qi in the east, first knock out these two flanks and stabilize the rear, you can rest assured that the Northern Expedition will be carried out.

"Xianggong asked the sailor to collect the customs and customs of various foreign places overseas, is it really necessary to use troops overseas?"

Li Ruoxu's words attracted everyone again.

The Great Song Dynasty was a place of prosperous culture, developed economy, prosperity and wealth, and a place of sanctification of civilization. Compared with the land of the Great Song Dynasty, these islands on the ocean can only be a desolate place.

If all you need is sulfur and garrison on the so-called islands, why bother traveling thousands of miles to the sea and causing trouble.

"This is not a place to turn away!"

Wang Song shook his head and smiled: "Maybe it is now, but in a few years, these islands will be the land of my Chinese culture, the country of poetry, books and etiquette." I advise you that perhaps in a few hundred years, this world will be the age of the ocean. Don't rest on your laurels, take a long-term view, and don't need to be limited to the Kyushu mainland. ”

Everyone in the room may not know, but Wang Song knows it. The battle for the oceans is, in fact, a struggle for national strength and a struggle for survival.

At the end of the 15th century ~ the beginning of the 16th century, during the Age of Discovery, trade exchanges increased significantly, and colonialism and free trade began to rise. Columbus discovered the Americas, Magellan sailed around the world, maritime colonization arose, and commerce and colonial plunder formally merged.

If it weren't for these great seafaring expeditions, how could those small countries in the West build such a huge colony, and they are still reaping dividends. If there is no great voyage and no colonization at sea, how can the United States rise and be domineering.

"Xianggong has the world in mind, and he is extremely ashamed."

Li Ruoxu's face turned red, and then he hesitated.

"My Central Plains Dynasty, since Emperor Wen of Sui, has rarely been to the Ryukyu Islands, not to mention the South China Sea countries, and there are very few documents. The prime minister is seeking to establish a feudal town in Liuqiu, and he has a heavy army, in addition to protecting the trade routes, I am afraid that he has other plans. ”

Ma Kuo and Li Ruoxu glanced at each other, and each nodded slightly.

"The land of exile is indeed a transit place for the south and the north, especially now that the face has not been torn with the imperial court."

He glanced at Wang Song and said solemnly: "Xianggong wants to use troops overseas, whether it is Goryeo or Jiaozhi, I am afraid that tens of thousands of troops will have to be sent to succeed in one fell swoop." At present, the Shaanxi War has just ended, and if we rashly raise troops overseas, I am afraid it will be difficult to continue. ”

Wang Song shook his head and said: "Goryeo and Jiaozhi are my old Chinese land. I am loyal to the righteous army of more than 100,000 elites, and the Jin people are not afraid, so what is there to worry about?"

He said proudly: "Besides, wherever my loyal and righteous army goes, it reclaims wasteland, prospers all industries, runs schools, promotes education, and spreads Chinese culture.

"What Xiang Gong said is very true, just with the prosperity of the military, I am afraid it will be difficult to work, if you can move the people to each other, I am afraid it will be twice the result with half the effort."

Huang Zong's words made Wang Song nod heavily.

The Chinese pay attention to the return of fallen leaves to their roots, and their homeland feelings are solemn, even if they are in the country, they do not want to die in other places. But the coastal people, as well as the dilapidated people everywhere, do not have such a heavy local complex.

Wang Song is sure that as long as the Xuanfu Division has a document to warn the people that each person can get a hundred acres of land free of charge, I am afraid that even if it is a land of thousands of miles, it will be full of applicants.

He looked at the silent crowd and said with a smile: "Brothers, rest assured, this official is not without self-knowledge, and he is ruthless in his army and destroys the country, which is done by a fool." The land is not enough to supply, and the people are not enough to give orders, so they worship fame in vain and harm themselves in the Middle Earth. This kind of thing will not be done by this official. ”

Everyone was smiling. As long as Wang Song does not "beg for nonsense" and can speak and admonish, everyone will be much more relieved.

Wang Song shook his head secretly. Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty was eloquent and strategic, but he abused the people's power and thought too highly of himself, and finally the whole world was in a commotion, and he was killed by the villain.

Thousands of years of achievements, the emperor's tomb, the waves sweep away the heroes. Do a good job in front of you, who cares what the world says.

"In the future, not only the Ryukyus, but also Japan, Goryeo, Cochin, and the mainland of the world will all be the land under my feet in China, and that is where the rivers go, where the sun and the moon shine, all of which are Han land."

Everyone looked at each other, some people were secretly surprised, and some people were full of confidence and ambition.

Everyone was thinking differently, and the guards came in to report that Zhang Hao was coming.

Wang Song smiled lightly, Zhang Hao must have come for his father. When the time comes, attack the pseudo-Qi and give Zhang Xiaochun a chance.

Seeing that the night was dark, everyone left one after another, and Wang Song was the only one left in the house.

The Great Song Dynasty court, just like in history, is now located in the south of the Yangtze River, and Lin'an Mansion is the line. Unlike in history, Zhao Ji was still the emperor, and Zhao Gou was established as the East Palace.

Under the pursuit of the Jin people for several years, the Great Song Dynasty court has long been a frightened bird. Now it is located south of the Yangtze River, and with the help of the loyal and righteous army's defeat of the Jin people in Shaanxi, it has temporarily stabilized.

The Loyal and Righteous Army sat firmly in most of the places north of the Huai River to the Qinling Mountains, and the naval division was stationed in the Lianshui Army-Xuzhou area, training day and night, and the puppet Qi navy in Jiaoxi was far away.

The Loyal and Righteous Army occupied the north, the Great Song Dynasty occupied the south, the Jin people entrenched in the vast land north of Yanyun and the Great Wall, and the Western Xia lived in the north of Shaanxi, standing on four legs, and the Loyal and Righteous Army became a buffer between the Jin Xia and the Song Dynasty.

There are the constraints of the pseudo-Qi in the east, and there are endless peasant uprisings in the south, and the forces of all parties have appeared one after another, which makes Wang Song's scalp tingle when he thinks about it.

A quick knife cuts through the mess, and only a thunderous blow can get rid of these worries in my heart.

The lights in the house swayed gently, Wang Song got up and pushed the door open, there was still heavy snow outside the house, and the pines and cypresses in the courtyard were still lush and green, full of snow. When he took a few steps forward and wanted to look at the plum blossoms in the corner, the woman standing behind the short pine took a step back, wanting to hide herself, but Wang Song looked at her.

"Sister Xian, on such a cold day, you are stepping on the snow here to find plums, but it is very elegant."

Huang Xin walked out from behind the pine and cypress, carrying a food box in her hand, her face flushed. Wang Song's joking words alleviated her embarrassment.

"Xianggong, it's cold, the concubine is here to send some hot soup to Wang Xianggong, who knows that there are too many people in the house, and the concubine will only wait for everyone ......to leave."

In such a cold and snowy place, Wang Song couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, and stretched out his hand and said, "Sister Xian, I'll take it, let's go into the house and talk about it."

Huang Xin handed over the food box, Wang Song touched her fingers, it was extremely cold, and she couldn't help but feel a wave of love in her heart.

This little lady Huang is only seventeen years old, and in later life, she is only a high school student, but in this era, she has to take on the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the family.

Huang Xin took out a few side dishes in the food box, scooped up the porridge, put it on the table, and whispered to Wang Song who was sitting on the chair: "Wang Xianggong, please use it slowly."

Wang Song took a look at the food box, picked up a pair of chopsticks from it, scooped a bowl of porridge, handed it to her, and said, "Sister Xian, let's eat together, everyone is not an outsider."

Huang Xin's face turned red, she originally put two pairs of chopsticks and two rice bowls in this food box, who would have thought that Wang Song would see through it at a glance.

"Thank you, little sister is welcome."

The two sat down to eat, Wang Song looked at Huang Xin carefully, only to see that under the candlelight, she was shy, her eyes were flowing, she was really beautiful and delicious, and her heart couldn't help but swing.

Her dignified "Bai Fumei", put down her body like this, helped herself regardless of hard work, ran a drama club, traded, and took care of her own diet, is it just to climb the dragon and the phoenix and help her family turn over?

"Sister Xian,

Now that the canal is clear, if you want to go back and spend the first day of the festival with your family, the official will arrange it later. ”

Although it is now a cold winter day and the festival is coming, because the Jin people suffered heavy casualties in Shaanxi and suffered great injuries in their vitality, they did not send troops south, from Bianliang City to Fujian, all the way is unimpeded, and they can go south and north at any time.

Hearing what Wang Song said, Huang Xin's hand trembled. Her eyes were red, she looked at Wang Song, and said in a low voice: "Wang Xianggong, are you going to drive the little girl south?"

"Sister Xian, to tell you the truth, I really wronged you by letting you stay by my side. Why are you doing this?"

Wang Song put down his chopsticks, took a sip of tea, and only stared at the woman in front of him.

"You are skillful and intelligent, and you are naturally beautiful, what kind of man doesn't have to hang on the tree of Wang? If I marry you, wouldn't I have wronged you, which made Wang feel very uneasy. ”

When Huang Xin saw Wang Song speak, her expression was solemn, obviously she was moved, and she was a little disappointed in her heart, but also a little relieved. After all, being in a high position like Wang Song, being able to say such heartfelt things to her obviously didn't treat her as an outsider.

After being silent for a while, Huang Xin said in a low voice: "Xianggong, I have made up my mind that I will not marry if I am not Xianggong in this life." If the princess wants the little girl to leave, he can speak at any time. ”

Wang Song sighed secretly in his heart. It is the most difficult to accept the grace of the beauty, and I can't imagine that I will be distracted and fall into this child's private affair in two lives.

Huang Xin's eyes were slightly red, remembering that a few days would be the best time for Wang Song and Zhao Duofu, but she was alone, she couldn't help but feel disappointed and desolate, and a string of tears fell down.

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Wang Song was startled, didn't know how to comfort him, and stepped forward to grab a pair of soft wattles from the girl.

Huang Xin couldn't help but blush. The hand was held by Wang Song's big and generous hand, and it quickly became warm. She was so shy that she wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was fascinated by the warmth and steadiness that came from it.

"Sister Xian, how can I not know what you think about me. It's just me ......"

Wang Song wanted to say something, but he was stuck in his neck.

With a little force, Huang Xin got out of his seat and came into his arms.

Wang Song found Huang Xin's cherry lips and sealed them.

Huang Xin sighed and reached out to wrap her arms around Wang Song's thick neck.

The two lingered, Wang Song was emotional, and his claws reached into Huang Xin's clothes, up and down his hands, and he was very happy.

He was just about to break through Huang Xin's last line of defense, but she held down his wrist.

"Xianggong, I will be your person sooner or later, but I will wait until the day when Ming Media is getting married."

Huang Xin said softly: "My little sister is willing to do this every day, by my side, my little sister doesn't want my husband to look down on her, thinking that my little sister is a frivolous person."

She looked around and said softly: "There is a princess next to Xianggong, and there is a deceased little lady in her heart." The thirty-six mothers who have experienced hardships beside him will never give up, didn't the prince find out that Zhao Xiaoniang didn't come tonight?"

Wang Song was stunned. After thinking about it for a while, sure enough, there was no shadow of Zhao Ruolan at night.

It is the most difficult to accept the grace of beauty. Zhao Ruolan didn't come at night, he must have been in a bad mood. She is a straightforward woman, her words and deeds are exposed, and if she comes, I am afraid it will make her embarrassed and uncomfortable.

"In fact, not only did Zhao Xiaoniang not come, but the flower director was also depressed today. Xianggong, your marriage has touched the hearts of many people. ”

Huang Xin's joking words made Wang Song uneasy. He really didn't expect it, and he pulled Hua Xiangrong in.

Wang Song was about to speak, when the voice of the guard came from outside.

"Xianggong, someone from the court has come, saying that they are here to congratulate you and the princess on their wedding."

Wang Song's heart trembled, the envoy of the imperial court has finally arrived!