The martial arts were presided over by the Ministry of War, but the chief examiner was Deputy Prime Minister Kou Zhun. In other words, who will be on this preliminary list, pass the written test, and enter the interview, it is basically up to Kou Zhun to decide.

In addition to the chief examiner, there are four other people who serve as examiners, namely Li Jilong, the commander of the front division of the palace, Qian Tongguang, the deputy privy envoy, and two Hanlin scholars.

The 5 people circulated the test papers in turn, and then discussed the scoring together, selected 36 Wujin warriors to be shortlisted, and presented their test papers to the Son of Heaven for preview.

Kou Zhun sat on the main seat, looking at the exam papers, and kept scolding in his mouth.

"What's that?" Throw away an exam paper.

"It's not much better than a spider crawling over." Another exam paper was thrown away.

"I don't even understand the basic rules of writing, I really have developed limbs and a simple mind." Throw away another one.

"Lord Kou." Li Jilong couldn't look at it, and said: "According to you, I'm afraid that there will be no shortlisted moves, martial arts are different from literary moves, it doesn't matter if the article is good or bad, it's okay to have ideas about fighting." ”

"How can that, if they can't even pass the basic strategy, can they still be expected to be generals and lead troops to fight? It's okay to be a big soldier. The emperor chooses generals, which is rather lacking than excessive. Kou Zhun retorted.

The two civil officials nodded again and again, and the two military attaches looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"I don't believe there are no qualified papers." Kou Zhun said and flipped out another one, only to take a look at it and exclaimed: "Bastard, how can you be selected at this level, what are these state capitals doing." You look at this article, there is no beginning or end, and it comes up directly at one, two, three, reckless. ”

He cursed in his mouth, and was about to throw it over casually, but he inadvertently saw a sentence in the poem under the volume: "Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now he is stepping forward from the beginning." ”

"Well, it's kind of interesting." Kou Zhun pulled back the thrown roll again, and looked at the poem directly, the more he looked at it, the more flavorful it became, the atmosphere was majestic and magnificent, and even he was ashamed of himself. In particular, the sentence "Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning", which shows the mind and determination of the Great Song Dynasty to be defeated repeatedly in the 30-year Pingliao War, and not to break the dark clouds and never return.

Seeing such good words, I couldn't help but want to look at the unsightly vernacular policy paper, only to see that it read:

Strong army. Xixia is located in the hinterland of the grassland desert and the Gobi, with complex terrain and difficult conditions. In order to exterminate the Western Xia, it is necessary to build an absolutely powerful army. In my opinion, the imperial court should set up a special department to concentrate the scientists (crossed out) skilled craftsmen from all over the country to develop weapons with a lethality that is definitely higher than that of the party, and to find advantages in weapons.

Li min. Tang Taizong said, the king is the boat, the people are the water, and the water can carry the boat or overturn the boat. The people of the northwest border have repeatedly suffered from the harassment of the party members and have suffered unspeakably, and the imperial court should be sympathetic to the border people and formulate different tax and fee policies for them, so that they can feel the benevolence of the imperial court. In this way, when the army is overwhelmed, it can get the support and help of the people.

Seeing this, Kou Zhun muttered: "There is some truth in this vernacular, but there is nothing new, it is all cliché." As he spoke, he looked at the third one, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but be taken aback, this "economic blockade" had never been heard of before.

Economic blockade. The Great Song Dynasty had a developed economy and abundant products, while the Western Xia had a single product, and many materials needed to be traded with the Great Song Dynasty. If the Great Song Dynasty implemented an economic blockade and cut off trade with the Western Xia, the Western Xia people would not be able to earn the money of the Great Song Dynasty and could not get what they wanted, and internal riots would inevitably occur, and the Western Xia would be eliminated without swords.

Brigadier Kou passed the exam paper to the other examiners and fell into deep thought.

Li Jilong and the others read the test papers in turn, and they all bowed their heads and were silent.

"What do you think of this student's exam paper?"

Li Jilong said: "This student's test paper gave me a kind of enlightened epiphany, we people, we have been stupid in wars all these years, we only know that fighting is a war of swords, I didn't expect that there is such a method, this is definitely an effective and good way." ”

"Green salt!" Qian Tongguang, the privy deputy envoy, slapped the table and said excitedly: "Looking at Western Xia, there are only horses and green salt, and almost all their income comes from horses and green salt. If the salt ban was imposed on Western Xia, within half a year, they would have to die of poverty. ”

"Lord Qian, it's good for the Xixia people to die poor, but we Han people can't live without salt?" A Hanlin scholar asked rhetorically.

Li Jilong snorted coldly: "The coastline of the Great Song Dynasty is tens of thousands of miles, and it is easy to boil the sea into salt, why do you have to ask for the green salt of Western Xia?" ”

Kou Zhun suddenly stood up and said: "Ladies and gentlemen, this matter is very urgent, you will face the saint with me, and advise the emperor to immediately impose an economic blockade on Western Xia."

In the upper study, Zhao Guangyi was holding Ling Kun's test paper, and he was actually in tears, not because Ling Kun thought of a good way to subdue Xixia for him, but because of the poem.

Remembering Qin'e Yanmen Pass

The west wind is strong, the geese in the sky call the frost morning moon, the frost morning moon, the horse's hooves are broken, and the horn is swallowed.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning, from the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood.

The chairman's words, majestic and unparalleled, seem to be tailor-made for him Zhao Guangyi, but he can't write it. This poem reminded him of the countless losses of the Northern Expedition in the past 20 years, the two expeditions he had taken out of Yanmen, and the two arrow wounds on his buttocks that still plagued his health.

But, so what, I am the Son of Heaven, the whole world is not the king's land, with my Zhao and Song generation, the people in the north cannot be lost, and the clouds and heavy land cannot be lost.

Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping forward from the beginning.

Zhao Guangyi, who was injured and sick and ran out of oil, seemed to be radiant again and regained his confidence.

"Your Majesty, what do you think of this economic blockade?" Kou Zhun couldn't wait for the emperor to wander alone, and asked out loud.

"Okay, good idea, I didn't expect my Da Song to have such a young talent. Spread the decree that from today onwards, all trade with Western Xia will be stopped immediately. ”

"Obey the order, and the minister will go to the draft." Kou Zhun replied.

"Go, go, let's take a look at this poem again, this is a good word, compared to Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty, it is simply heaven and earth."

Actually, Li Houzhu's words are also very good, but this one is more in line with Zhao Guangyi's state of mind.

On the day of the first list, Zhao Mingyue came to Ling Kun's courtyard early and saw that Ling Kun was still lying down. Zhao Mingyue scolded: "You kid is really heartless, when are you still sleeping." As he spoke, he grabbed Ling Kun's ear and lifted it.

Ling Kun screamed in pain, don't don't, I'm not wearing clothes.

Zhao Mingyue looked at it, good guy, white and smooth, really no clothes.