Master Zhou's eyes were closed, and an expression full of self-reproach was written on his face, and the words "I have harmed the Great Song Dynasty" seemed to float above his head.

Seeing him blame himself, Changsun Hong couldn't bear it, and interjected: "Master...... In fact, this is not the case, there are not a few people in the north who are looking forward to the Great Song Dynasty fighting in the past, and there are also people of insight in the south who are bent on restoring their homeland and strengthening our rivers and mountains, but it is just ......"

Zhou Fuzi slowly opened his eyes, waved his hand, and said slowly: "Eldest Sun Hong, have you heard the story of boiling frogs in warm water?" ”

"This ...... I've heard of it. "Changsun Hong didn't expect that the allusion of boiling frogs in warm water was spread in the Song Dynasty.

"Today's Da Song is the frog." Zhou Fuzi smiled bitterly: "The Jin people are cunning, and they understand the fate of the Liao people after they occupied the Central Plains but were unable to rule, in order not to move forward, they deliberately forced but did not attack, and they did not deter, but the army of more than 100,000 people pressed the border but made an alliance with the official family to make an alliance between uncle and nephew, which not only let us know that he could call at any time, but also told us that as long as we no longer have the idea of recovering the northern land, we can keep the peace." ”

"Decades have passed, from top to bottom, the Great Song Dynasty has thought that as long as there is no trouble, they can keep peace and enjoy comfort, even if the evil wolf is on the side, they turn a blind eye, deceive themselves, and have long lost their fighting spirit."

"This heart is the bone marrow of a person, and without the heart is equivalent to pumping the bone marrow, Da Song has now become the boiled frog, and the bone marrow has been pumped, and he has no enterprising heart and the power to resist."

He paused for a moment, and then said to Changsun Hong: "But the evil wolf is always a bad wolf, he doesn't bite you, because he doesn't want to for the time being, as long as he feels hungry, sooner or later he will bite you, and by that time, it's too late." The soldiers are tired of war and will be afraid of death, and the civil servants have no integrity, and there is no other way than blindly seeking peace and greedy for life, but this is no wonder that the Jin people are raising themselves into cowards. ”

Changsun Hong nodded deeply, he felt that Zhou Lang saw the trend of historical development very clearly, the nomadic people chasing the deer in Shenzhou is an objective law, not the Central Plains Han people want or do not want to change it, the desire and competition for land in the agricultural era has lasted for thousands of years, whether it is nomadic or farming culture, they all rely on the land to survive, otherwise how can they open up the territory and conquer the land to achieve a lifetime of fame?

The Liao people are like this, the Jin people are like this, including the Mongols who have stepped onto the stage of history, the same is true, they crisscross the desert, do not know how to produce, the splendid China thousands of miles of rivers and mountains have long made them salivate, as long as the Central Plains Dynasty once the decline, they will flock in, loot and plunder, and even occupy the magpie's nest dove, to be the lord of China.

At best, this is the inevitable decision of productivity, and it is a bloody process that is sure to happen.

Either you die or I live.

There is no second way.

The eldest grandson Hong condensed and said: "What the master said is that just relying on payment to sue for peace cannot be guaranteed. ”

Master Zhou stared at him, his eyes were full of hope, and he said slowly: "You understand this, it's best, save me a lot of rhetoric." Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer people in the court who understand this truth, but the corpse is vegetarian and selfish, but the majority of people are selfish. ”

He sighed: "I'm old, I can't care about so much, a cup of loess to bury the old people, who cares about the afterlife." It stands to reason that I, a person with half of my body in the ground, shouldn't think so much. ”

His hands rubbed on the low table, his five fingers opened and clenched, as if the excitement in his heart was like a big wave that overturned the river and the sea, undulating.

The eldest grandson Hong paid attention to Zhou Fuzi's hand for the first time, which was yellow and bloodless, like an old branch, and the bark-like skin was cracked and spotted, because of the traces left by perennial labor, Zhou Fuzi did not get the official position, and after being demoted, he had no income and suffered a lot.

"But I'm not reconciled!" Zhou Lang roared, his five fingers into a fist: "The matter of being loyal to the monarch, even if I eat a piece of rice given to me by the official, I will do my duty as a courtier!" The old and incompetent, can only pin their hopes on the young. Eldest grandson Hong! You must remember that you must not forget for a moment to recover your homeland and take revenge on your shame! No matter where you can go in the future, whether you can be an official or not, you must stick to this concept in your heart, and one day Feng Xiangtian, I want the world to do my best! ”

Zhou Lang stood up, his thin body was like a green mountain across the river, his cloth robe and scarf were like a strong wind, floating in the world, and the whole person was obviously standing normally, but it was like a surging aura covering the sky, shaking Changsun Hong almost unable to open his mouth.

I thought that there were only a few backbone Song people, but I didn't expect that in this small state in Shu, there was also an old man who stood up to the sky.

Preaching and nagging, all turned into droplets at this moment, and Changsun Hong completely changed his opinion of Master Zhou, and that stereotypical teacher has turned into a fighter worthy of anyone's admiration.

"The eldest grandson Hong wrote it down and never forgot it." At this moment, Changsun Hong can't seem to find the next words.

Zhou Lang took a few deep breaths to control his passionate emotions, he was still standing, his hands behind his back, looking out of the window, his eyebrows were angry, just like the handwritten blood book on the Jinluan Palace.

The solidification of this moment made many years later, Changsun Hong remember today's Master Zhou.

…….

Under the same sky, the Sichuan Gorge four-way system makes the station in Chuzhou, the same wind and sunshine.

Here is backed by the four roads of Sichuan Gorge, the Qinling Mountains are in front of the natural danger, out of the Chencang Valley, you can enter the Guanzhong Plain, peep into the Chang'an of the Jin Kingdom, the Song Dynasty has been moving forward here, there are five states and three passes, guarding the Bashu barrier, blocking the foreign enemy in the Qinling Mountains, Shu is mountainous, not conducive to cavalry, there is this barrier in, you can protect Shu in the worry-free.

Chuzhou is located in the Hanzhong Plain, there are no mountains around, it is not a place conducive to sticking, and it is behind the barrier of the three passes of the five states, so the city wall is not built, and the city is scattered on the vast flat land, and the black pressure is pressed.

The official residence of the envoy of the Sichuan Gorge 4th Road is located in the southwest corner of the city, occupying a huge piece of land, with a corner tower of the house, and a huge martial arts arena for military parades.

The residence and public hall of the envoy are located in the middle of the official residence, with three courtyards in front, countless soldiers, and golden iron horses, which are majestic and solemn.

In the private house in the back hall, several people are discussing in a flower hall, the doors and windows are closed, like a secret room.

There are a few people in the room, all of them are frowning, like a lost soul, although most of them are powerful generals, but there is no majestic spirit.

The one sitting in the middle was dressed by a civil official, a round-necked regular robe, made of silk, which looked gorgeous and extravagant. A flying fin hood indicates that this is a high-ranking official. The belt and Baoyu pedal leather boots set off this person's wealth and jumped to a higher level.

In the midst of wealth and glory, this person is the same as everyone else, his face is pale, his face is examined, and he is very anxious and restless, but he is Gui Ruyuan, the envoy of the Sichuan Gorge Four Roads.

"You said that the Mongols had captured Lizhou Muben City, and also killed the town generals Ma Zhong and Ma Yi?" Gui Ruyuan roared urgently, beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Exactly! The rout that escaped from that side has already reached the Qifang Pass, and there will be no fake. Zhao Yanna, the town marshal of Xingyuan Mansion, said in a deep voice, he was wearing a suit of chain mail, and he had not gone to the army, probably because he had just rushed back from the front line.

The sweat on Gui Ruyuan's forehead was even more, like a small river, and a member next to him handed the official a satin handkerchief, he grabbed it and wiped it, and the handkerchief was wet in a moment.

"Didn't the Mongols send envoys to form an alliance with us to fight gold?" He wiped his sweat and shouted vigorously: "What is the purpose of sending troops to plunder, kill people and plunder the land?" ”

The generals in the audience looked at each other, but no one said anything.

"Say!" Gui Ruyuan jumped violently: "I raise you to spend so much money on weekdays, can't you let out a fart at this time?!" ”

(End of chapter)