319 gritted his teeth and hated

After Yan Zongbi secretly listened to Zhao Ji's class once, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth. If it weren't for Yan Sheng's face, he would have rushed into the classroom, smashed the pulpit, blasted the students away, and threw Mr. outside.

He forcibly suppressed his anger and did not attack for the time being, because he knew that it was none of Zhao Ji's business. Zhao Ji's ability to be a teacher was instigated by the Minister of State, Yan Xiyin, and his uncle finally made a decision.

One day, Wanyan Zongbi, Wanyan Sheng and Wanyan Xiyin went out of the city to hunt. Since the death of Wan Yan Zongwang, Wan Yan Sheng has relied on this nephew in the military. At the moment, it really can't be done without him.

On the endless grassland, a team of horses runs. Wanyan Zongbi took the lead, bent his bow like a full moon, shot an arrow, and a big bad wolf fell down in response. Wan Yan Sheng only shot a sheep, and Wan Yan Xi Yin only shot a rabbit.

The three of them counted the "spoils of war", and the harvest of Yan Zongbi was twice as much as the sum of the two of them.

"General Zongbi, it's really not at all less brave! - My old man! Wanyan Xi Yin Zan said.

"Prime Minister, you're not old, you've been in the palace for too long. I remember that we are the same age, and you are still a few months younger than me! Wanyan Zongbi said unceremoniously.

Wan Yansheng glanced at his nephew and felt that he had something to say, so he stopped talking.

"Uncle Huang, there is no one else now, they are all members of our Wanyan family, I have something to say." Wanyan Zongbi turned the conversation around.

"Virtuous nephew, you don't have to be polite, just say whatever you want." Wan Yansheng said politely.

"There is one thing, the more I think about it, the more angry I become, how can I let Zhao Ji come to class? Also teach us the young talents of the future Daejin Kingdom? Wanyan Zongbi drove pigs in the small alley and went straight to it.

"I suggested this to Your Majesty." Wanyan Xiyin immediately took over the conversation, "Although Zhao Ji is said to be the king of the dead country, he is indeed knowledgeable. ”

"It's a fart to be knowledgeable, didn't you bring down the Great Song Dynasty?"

"It's just waste utilization, let him use some residual heat. - We Jurchens should learn some Han culture. ”

"It's enough to learn a little bit of Chinese culture, we are a nation immediately, and we rely on a ruthless mace to fight the world, not a few broken Chinese characters."

"Fighting the world relies on maces, but it can govern the world, and it is really inseparable from the set of things of the Han people."

The two argued, but neither could convince anyone.

Wan Yan Zongbi ignored Yan Xiyin and said to his uncle: "Our world has not been defeated yet, and the Great Song Dynasty is only half dead. Zhang Bangchang handed over the power to Zhao Gou again, and this kid ascended the throne and became the emperor again. It's too early to learn Han culture. We can't let our Jurchen descendants be 'mediocre' all day long. In that way, in a few years, it will be the same as the Han people, and it will be weak! This is a particularly dangerous thing. ”

Wan Yan Sheng walked around, and then circled, and said, "Virtuous nephew, what you are worried about is not unreasonable. However, those who learn Han culture from Zhao Ji will be so 'dozen', and there will be no big deal! ”

"Uncle Huang-" Wan Yan Zongbi stomped his foot, "12 people are not many, but they are all the elites of our Dajin Country!" Uplink and down. Wanyan Zongpan, Wanyan Zongfeng, and Wanyanwen are more and more unaccustomed to the style of these three people. All day long, they will be like the Song people, they will be like the Song people, they are brilliant, timid and afraid of things, they can't ride horses, and they can't go to the battlefield!

"If such an atmosphere is formed, then we Jurchens will become 'female dummies', and we can't beat anyone! A wolf leads a flock of sheep, and that is still a wolf; But a sheep leads a pack of wolves, and that's a sheep. The wolf nature of my Jurchen people can't be lost for a day! I'd rather the Han people call me a wolf than let them laugh at me as a sheep! ”

Due to the excitement, Wanyan Zongbi's face was black and red, and his two fists were clenched tightly, looking like he was about to explode at any time.

"What do you mean, nephew?" Wan Yansheng also realized that this was a problem.

"Dismiss Zhao Ji's 'Chinese teaching class' immediately, and let him go there coolly. These Song people could not stay in the capital to enjoy the blessings. Send it to Hancheng, no, it's still too close, send it to Wuguo City, and keep them away from the capital. Give them a piece of land, let them fend for themselves, and they can't feed these thousands for nothing! Wanyan Zongbi became more and more energetic as he spoke, and finally slashed his big hand downward.

Wanyan Xiyin shook his head and said: "These people, either the Zhao family's royal family, or concubines, ministers, or some craftsmen, let them open up wasteland and farm, they have to starve to death!" ”

Wanyan Zongbi roared: "You deserve to starve to death!" Hunger is not great! This matter cannot be delayed, it should be done immediately. It's always a scourge for so many Han people to stay in the capital! ”

Wan Yansheng felt that although his nephew's speech was rough, it was not unreasonable. Returning to the palace, he made a deep reflection, feeling that there is no "peace" in the world now, and the Song Dynasty has not finally perished, and he has to rely on Yan Zongbi to lead the troops to fight and eliminate the remnants of the Zhao family.

Wanyan Zongbi's words can't help but listen, it's just that this kid's attitude is becoming more and more arrogant day by day, which makes people feel very uncomfortable. If Wanyan Zongpan is immersed in Sinology day by day, it is really not a good thing. If you are gone, this throne will be handed over to your son, and he can't be a nerd!

It would be a good place to arrange Zhao Ji and them in the Five Kingdoms City, which was getting farther and farther away from Song's sphere of influence, and there was nowhere to run if they wanted to escape, and they could be treated to death with a small group of people. This wicked man can't do it himself, let's let Wanyan Zongbi do it, if he likes to be a wicked person, let him be the end.

That night, Wan Yan Sheng invited Wan Yan Zongbi to dine in the palace, saying that he completely agreed with the idea of "virtuous nephew". Wanyan Zongbi was very happy and called the emperor's uncle wise. When I heard that my uncle had given me this beautiful mission, I was so happy that I almost jumped.

After breakfast the next day, Wanyan Zongbi sent someone to call Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan.

Zhao Ji finished breakfast and was preparing for class seriously. Recently, he has cherished his "job" and is particularly dedicated. When I came back from the salty mountain, I got sick myself, and I missed some classes, ready to catch up with the progress. There was a class in the afternoon, and I was going to teach them the word card "Water Dragon Yin", and I still thought Su Dongpo wrote the best.

It seems to be a flower or a non-flower, and no one regrets to follow the teaching. Leaving home on the road, thinking about it is, ruthless and thoughtful. Haunting and soft intestines, sleepy and delicate eyes, wanting to open and close. Dreams follow the wind for thousands of miles, looking for a place to go, and is still called by the warbler.

I don't hate this flower flying away, I hate the West Garden, and it's hard to embellish the red. The rain has passed, where is the trace, a pool of pings is broken. Spring is three parts, two parts of dust, and one part of water. Looking at it carefully, it is not Yang Hua who dots, but tears.

Zhao Ji had just finished reading, and the Jin envoy came and told him: Wanyan Zongbi is invited!

As soon as he heard Yan Zongbi's words, Zhao Ji's body trembled, because there must be no good thing when he saw him.

After Zhao Huan finished breakfast, he was bored, staring at a goldfish bowl and watching two black goldfish swimming, and it was an hour at first glance. After hearing Yan Zongbi's invitation, he was also taken aback.

Although the two men were very scared, they still went obediently.

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