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Lu Jinyi and the other four people drank Suiyuanchun for the first time, and the liquor close to fifty degrees was eaten in the same way as the usual liquor of twenty or thirty degrees, but after four or five bowls, they were already a little drunk.

Yang Huairen has always drunk in small cups, but this time he used a big bowl with the heroes, and he was drunk early, his face was red like a monkey's buttocks, and he couldn't tell one, two, three, or four in his eyes.

"Little brother is happy today, I wish all the heroes to come to Japan for high school martial arts, to be able to go into battle to kill the enemy, and to serve the country loyally, I Yang Huairen is a little cook, and I am very envious in my heart."

Yang Huairen muttered, his tongue was not good, and his body was dangling like a tumbler, looking very funny.

Brother Hei Niu held Yang Huairen, who almost fell off the stool, and said with a bitter face: "How can it be so easy, I don't know what will happen to the Sprinkler family in the ring behind me." ”

Zong Ze is a fine person and has read a lot of books, so he is not worried about competing in the ring.

According to him, Yang Huairen has a noble face, and vaguely feels that this person will not be an ordinary man in the future, and then said: "Brother Ren is talented and famous, maybe he will have a better future than us rough people in the future." ”

Lu Jinyi came to participate in the martial arts just to come out and see the world, more like trying to learn kung fu from his master for all these years, what level he is in the martial arts, I didn't think he would become a general.

Zong Ze's idea is different, he has studied art for 20 years, and now he is close to the age of establishment, this time he followed his senior brother and participated in the exam with several teachers and nephews in order to one day be able to high school martial arts, have a background, and have a chance to serve the country.

"My Zongze's greatest wish is to become a general who gallops across the field, and now I am surrounded by wolves in the Song Dynasty, and the life of the people in the border areas is miserable, and it is the time for my sons and daughters to sacrifice their lives for the country."

His words seemed to speak to Lin Chong's heart, he was young and vigorous, and after listening to his uncle's ideals and ambitions, he also felt that a fire began to burn in his heart.

"Uncle Shi is right, what do we martial artists practice martial arts for? I think that I have been established in the Song Dynasty for more than 100 years, and the land of the sixteen states of Yanyun is still under the iron hooves of the Khitan, which is the shame of our Han men.

I, Lin Chong, don't ask to be able to worship the generals, I just hope that one day, if the Great Song Dynasty waves the army to the north, I, Lin Chong, am willing to charge forward and be the first person before the battle! ”

The two of them spoke enthusiastically, and infinite longing rose in their eyes, as if they had galloped side by side on the field, and at the same time they picked up the bowl and ate a bowl violently.

Among them, Zhou was the oldest in the same year, and he looked at the two of his junior and apprentice who were excited, but he looked up at the vast starry sky as if he had something on his mind, and sighed.

Zhou Tong was actually appreciated by Bao Zheng when he was young, and was exceptionally promoted to the forbidden army as an official, and later because of his outstanding martial arts, he served as a professor at the Jingshi Imperial Boxing Gym, and became the head of the 800,000 forbidden army.

Like many young people who practiced martial arts at that time, he also relied on his enthusiasm to advocate resisting Liao, hoping that the imperial court could reorganize the army, reproduce the majesty of Taizu, and be able to wield Yanyun as soon as possible.

But the court is all literati, no one wants to cause more trouble, the voice of peace is the mainstream, a group of military generals have no right to speak at all, he is just a small leader, and he is even more uncomfortable.

Since the beginning of the Yuanyuan Alliance, the Great Song Dynasty has paid tribute to the Great Liao every year for nearly ninety years in exchange for humiliating peace.

The whole Song Dynasty, from the official family to the ordinary people, also acquiesced to this, and even did not care about it, was not ashamed, and imagined that the peace of this kind of business would be maintained for a long time.

As a result, a vicious circle was formed, from emphasizing literature and ignoring military force, and gradually becoming only civil and military, except for the 700,000 border troops who could barely defend themselves, and the Beijing division had four straight and twelve rates, which had long been eroded.

It is claimed that there are 800,000 forbidden troops, but in fact there are only more than 200,000 establishments, and the problem of impersonating people to eat empty salaries is serious, and the real number of 150,000 is already good.

What's even more terrifying is that the imperial court has long been out of generals, and it is impossible to find a handsome person who can really command thousands of troops and horses.

In the localities, whether it is a border army or a box army, it is the civilian officials and eunuchs who hold important positions, the laymen are in charge of the insiders, the training and armament are mere formalities, and it is no wonder that the army has combat effectiveness.

The generals and colonels at the grassroots level are mostly from the sons of the nobles, who rely on their ancestors to fill the forbidden army as officers, and if they really want to go to the battlefield, expecting these children to lead the soldiers to fight is undoubtedly equivalent to hitting a stone with an egg.

Zhou Tong knew all this, many years ago, he was already disheartened by the reality, resigned from his official position, retired to the mountains and forests to study martial arts.

Later, he accepted two apprentices, Lu Jinyi and Lin Chong, and Zhou Tong seemed to see himself in them, so he asked them to participate in this martial arts, and there was still a little hope in his heart, hoping that the two of them would not follow his old path again.

Zhou Tong may have really been drunk, or maybe he just pretended to be confused by drinking and said his thoughts in one go.

His words, firstly, asked the junior and apprentices not to expect too much, because too high expectations will lead to greater disappointment in the future; The second is to hope that someone in the court can realize the crisis of the Great Song Dynasty and set off a storm to change everything that is decaying today.

When Yang Huairen heard these words, he was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat, and the evening breeze blew, and he suddenly sobered up for three points.

He had never thought about these issues before, and simply thought that there was nothing wrong with governing the country with literature.

For more than 100 years, the Great Song Dynasty has made great progress in economy, science and technology and culture, looking at the entire ancient Chinese history, it can be said that it surpassed the Han and Tang dynasties and the Ming and Qing dynasties.

But the strange thing is that these economic and technological developments did not translate into military strength, but made the military of the Great Song Dynasty the weakest of all dynasties.

Only then did Yang Huairen realize that in a few decades, the Han people would fall into the hands of foreign races, and when the time came, where would he go?

Maybe by then he will be old and have earned enough money to find a deserted place to enjoy his happiness, but what about the people? What is the fate of their own people?

Xing Ye said that if a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and salted fish?

Yang Huairen's dream is to let the people of the Great Song Dynasty have enough to eat and eat well, but if the country does not exist, where will his dream be realized?

He felt that his brain was a little messy, buzzing like a hornet's nest, and secretly had an indescribable feeling in his heart, he came to the Great Song Dynasty at this time, didn't God take a nap and joke with him, perhaps, he came with a mission, and knowing these people today is also destined to be in the dark.

Everyone here except for him is a martial artist, and they are all a little sad when they say this, and the banquet is a little cold.

Yang Huairen suddenly stood up and said loudly with the strength of the wine: "Brothers, I am born to be useful, since God destined us to meet today, maybe it is to tell us that the future of the Great Song Dynasty, let us change!" ”