Chapter 082: Song Shi

Go to the fire and die.

By the Yongji Canal River, the rolling river goes north. Wang Song was dressed in a long gown, standing with his hands in his hands, letting the river breeze blow the hem of his clothes. Looking far away, the sky and the earth are scarce, looking around, the river is empty, only the river, ruthlessly going north.

"The vastness is like Feng Xu's wind, and I don't know where it stops; fluttering like a legacy of independence, feathering and ascending to immortals. ”

Inexplicably, these words of Su Shi suddenly popped up in Wang Song's mind.

It's just that life is like morning dew, it is easy to grow old in the prime of life, and the naked eye is mortal, who can feather and ascend to immortality?

"Xianggong, Yue Fei is here."

Wang Song withdrew his gaze from the distance, turned around, and a person was already standing five or six steps in front of him.

Yue Fei wore a hanging tock, a pair of mangled shoes on his feet, and a coarse cloth robe, which was almost exactly the same texture and style as Wang Song's clothes. Back to basics, and his image of ironclad and mighty on the battlefield are like two people.

Seeing Wang Song coming over, with a striking scar on his forehead, Yue Fei shook it to the ground and choked up: "Xianggong, don't come unharmed, the villain is polite."

Wang Song took a few steps forward, helped Yue Fei's arms, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Pengju, you and I are my own brothers, don't be too humble."

Yue Fei felt guilty in his heart, raised his head, and felt from the bottom of his heart:

"Xianggong, I haven't seen him for many days, and the villain misses Xianggong very much. On that day, he was shocked to hear the bad news, and the villain was in pain. Fortunately, the day is clear, Xianggong is in danger, and he returns safely, and my Great Song is saved!"

Wang Song nodded and said: "Brother Yue's affection, Wang Song feels five feelings." It's been a long time, how is Brother Yue? ”

Yue Fei shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Yue Fei is a martial artist like this, that is, the husband of the Xiang Gong and the husband of the sect can afford it. Since last winter, the situation has changed, and Yue Fei is terrified and doesn't know how to deal with it. The imperial court abandoned the land of the two rivers, Yue Fei was originally uneasy, but seeing Xianggong today, the villain can finally rest assured. ”

Wang Song was disappointed in his heart, Yue Fei was still Yue Fei, a "loyal monarch" on the left and a "court" on the right, he cared too much about his own reputation, and followed the rules and missed the great cause of a thousand years.

"If Brother Yue is willing to stay, the post of commander of the Hebei Loyal and Righteous Army will still be vacant."

Although he knew that the country was easy to change, his nature was difficult to change, and Yue Fei's sorrow was all about the word "loyalty", Wang Song still wanted to try his best to retain this hero of the Chinese nation. It's just because he died too miserably and tragically, and China owes him too much.

Yue Fei pondered for a while, and bowed: "It is enough for Hebei to have a minister. Fathers and sons have relatives, and kings and ministers have righteousness. As a courtier, he should be loyal to the country and do his best. The imperial decree has been issued, and Yue Fei can only go south. The minister treats Yue Fei with the grace of heaven and earth, but the courtesy of the ministers is still there, and he hopes that the minister will forgive his sins. ”

Wang Song shook his head, but he still didn't give up, and continued to persuade: "Before coming to the Daimyo's Mansion, I had already written to Zhang Xian, Niu Gao and others. The loyal and righteous brothers in Hedong all agreed to stay in Taiyuan City to defend the city. ”

"On the contrary, this Hebei Loyal and Righteous Army, the brothers under your Yue's command, Xu Qing, Wang Gui, Chen Guang and others, none of them are willing to stay. I don't want to say anything about them, as soon as the big turban in the court moves, your brother immediately becomes restless, swaying from side to side, the so-called gentleman is righteous, villain is good, and Wang Gui is a little disappointed. ”

Yue Fei's face turned red, and he hugged his fists and said: "Xianggong, the wild man of the mountain village, it is vulgar and unbearable, the villain has made amends to you on behalf of a few of them."

Wang Song waved his hand and said: "Good birds choose trees to perch, and I, Wang Song, are not so stingy." Brother Yue, if you leave like this, you are loyal enough to the Song Dynasty and the officials, but you are unjust to the people, and even more righteous to the Jin people. The people looked south and wept, miserable, and the golden people toasted to celebrate, are you really willing? ”

You Yue Wumu can put on your liver and gall, do your best, and die for the sake of the court

Later, Zhao Gou can still cross the river and tear down the bridge, kill the killer, and self-destruct the Great Wall. is dedicated to the country and the people, but ends up unjustly dying, still shouting "every day"!

Where is the "sky"?

Zhao Ji and Zhao Gou, who represent the "sky", are still flying eagle lackeys, spending all day and drinking, arrogant and lascivious. The descendants of the Zhao and Song royal families are still "outside the mountain, Qingshan Lou outside the mountain, when will the West Lake sing and dance", who still remembers these heroes who were born and died and were wronged.

"Be fair, and listen to the villain."

Yue Fei's expression was resolute, and he bowed solemnly: "If Xianggong hadn't come to Hebei, Yue Fei might have stayed in the Daimyo's Mansion to fight against the Jin people." As soon as he saw each other today, Yue Fei was relieved. ”

"Brother Yue, do you know what the word "righteousness" is?"

Wang Song is still persevering. He wants to keep the man in front of him, just because he still has a love for the people, the nation, and the country in his heart.

Hearing Wang Song's words, Yue Fei's heart was at a loss.

Give birth to what I want, and righteousness also do what I want. You can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness are also. And who can say what this righteousness is.

"Regard death as home, and die in righteousness. People with lofty ideals are benevolent, there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is killing to become benevolent. Die for benevolence and Tao, and die without regrets. ”

Wang Song said in a deep voice: "The Bi of the Heshi, the Pearl of the Marquis of Sui, and the Three Thorns and Six Wings cannot benefit people, and they are not the best treasures in the world." Today, with righteousness for the country, the people must be many, the criminal government must be governed, and the society must be safe. Those who are precious treasures can benefit the people, and righteousness can benefit people, so it is said: righteousness, the world's good treasures. ”

Wang Song is quoting a passage from Mozi's explanation of "righteousness". The Mohists regard "righteousness" as a good tool for governing the country, and its essence is to "go to the fire and fight without turning the heel", and the importance of "righteousness" goes without saying.

Yue Fei's face was cloudy, and he was speechless for a while.

"Brother Yue, Confucianism sacrifices life for righteousness, the Mohist does not spin his heel in death, the Legalist nobles the law but not the righteousness, and the Taoists abandon righteousness. Xinling Jun stole talismans to save Zhao, waited to win and killed himself; Bo Yi and Shu Qi were ashamed of King Wu's violence and unkindness, and died of righteousness and ignorance of Zhou Su; Zhao's orphan, the righteous Cheng Ying committed suicide; People with lofty ideals only die for the "righteousness" in their hearts, rather than being foolish and loyal to one person and one family, which is called "scholars". ”

Seeing the back of Yue Fei leaving, Wang Song felt melancholy in his heart.

Yue Fei, or the Yue Wumu in history, is upright and unyielding, hard and stubborn, militarily invincible, politically naΓ―ve, and too rigid in etiquette and law.

Scholars, self-cultivation, family, governance, and peace in the world, consistently. People with lofty ideals are benevolent, there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is killing to become benevolent. Establish a heart for the world, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations.

If it is stupid and loyal to the corrupt, abandoning the land and the people, and having no discipline in the Zhao and Song royal families, only asking for high-ranking officials, fine clothes and food, and sealing wives and sons, how is it different from Qin Hui, Zhang Jun and others? Even if you clean yourself, how can you face the people of Lianghe, who are suffering deeply?

Not to mention, the Meng Yuan is rampant, the Manchu Qing is tyrannical, the cultural fault line, the corpses of the Han people are piled up like a mountain, and the bones are forested, who will pay for all this?

The wind was blowing, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and the sky was full of dark clouds, and a storm was coming.

Walking to the city gate, Yue Fei looked back and saw that Wang Song was still standing by the canal, thin and lonely.

Yue Fei shook his head, sad in his heart.

As a courtier of the Great Song Dynasty, he should do his duty as a courtier. How unfair the court is, how can a courtier deviate from the court. Xianggong, cherish it all the way.

In the early morning, there were bursts of fog on the surface of the Yellow River, and the Wei County Gate of the western city wall of the Daimyo's Mansion was opened, and a group of Song troops ran out of the city gate, followed by their families, and soon assembled on the bank of the Yellow River.

Countless people poured out of the city gates, and soon caught up with the ranks of the Song army. The leading few people knelt down when they "pounced".

On the ground, a man stepped forward and grabbed the horses of Yue Fei and the others, and began to kowtow.

"General, since the official army entered the city, I waited for the little old man to save money and donated the surplus food to the official army. Now that the officials and soldiers have left us, if the Jin people enter the city, will we, the people, still have a head alive? We are willing to follow the general south, and ask the general to take him in. ”

Since Yue Fei led his troops to garrison the Daimyo's Mansion, the military regulations of the soldiers were extremely strict, and they rarely disturbed the people. The Song soldiers went south, and the people of the Daimyo Mansion were panicked, and the people naturally couldn't bear to let these Song soldiers leave.

Yue Fei dismounted, took out the edict of the court to discuss peace from his bosom, and said to the people: "Fellow villagers, Yue doesn't want to leave either. Helplessly, the imperial court issued a holy decree to let the inferior people withdraw their troops to the south. If he disobeys the military orders of the imperial court, he is afraid that he will be reprimanded by the imperial court. There's no way around it. ”

He patiently persuaded: "Fellow villagers, after the official leaves, Wang Xianggong's subordinates will go into the city to replace me." Don't worry, with the presence of the prince, everyone will never be persecuted by Fanzi again. ”

The people were surprised, Wang Song's stay in Hebei was short, and the people of the Daimyo Mansion were far less familiar with him than Yue Feibu.

Someone was indignant and shouted angrily.

"What kind of bird reason are you looking for, it's not like the unseeded dog emperor, who fled to the south by himself!"

"That is, I thought you had killed a lot of people and loved the people like a son, but now it seems that you are also a wreck. Go back to your south!"

"Whoever sprays feces there, Lao Tzu cut off the head of the dog day first!"

Wang Gui was furious, stepped forward and pointed at the crowd, and said loudly.

"You're only going to go haywire, so you might as well cut one down! There's a kind of you going to kill Fanzi!"

"What are you when others kill enemies outside the city, and you hide in the city?"

In the crowd, a few stunned young people were not afraid, and they glared angrily, wanting to squeeze up and reason with Wang Gui, but they were suffering by everyone.

"If you are talking nonsense, don't blame Lao Tzu's knife for not recognizing people!"

Wang Gui and the guards beside him drew their swords together and were about to step forward.

Yue Fei vented all his anger, and he said angrily: "Wang Gui, close your beak!" If you say anything disrespectful, go back to Tangyin's hometown immediately!"

"Seeking profit and avoiding righteousness, towards Qin and Chu, Wang Xianggong is really right. Throw away the set you learned on the streets of Tangyin County, otherwise you will be the ones who will suffer! ”

Chen Guang, Wang Gui, including Xu Qing, all of them had red faces, bowed their heads and said nothing, and got on the boat stupidly.

One by one, the boats slowly stretched out, and the Song army stood in a row on the shore to prevent the people from coming forward. When the people saw the officials and soldiers leaving, they all cried loudly, waved their hands to see Yue Fei and the others' boats, and headed south.

Yue Fei waved his hand frequently, his heart at a loss.

Confucianism sacrifices life for righteousness, Mohist death does not spin his heel, Legalism values law but not righteousness, and Taoism renounces righteousness. Isn't it unkind and unjust for him to leave the people?

Looking at the guards on the city wall who were as straight as guns, and the banner of the loyal and righteous army with the word "king" fluttering in the wind, he finally felt better. With Wang Song's loyal and righteous army, what are the Jin people afraid of, and the people are worry-free.

The three gates of the north gate of the Daimyo's Mansion slowly opened, and the loyal and righteous army were uniform, with cavalry, artillerymen, pikemen, archers, and sword and shield bearers entering from each city gate.

Surrounded by thousands of troops and horses, Wang Song hit his horse forward, full of emotion. The tall and majestic city walls of the Daimyo's Mansion, the magnificent towers, the thousands of chasing eyes on the city walls, and the officials kneeling at the gate of the city to greet him, he felt infinite pride in his heart, as if the world was in his hands.