Just when Zhao Lie was beating Yang Xingyong, in Yacheng Mafu, Xiangshan Ma's Kunzhong was drinking and talking.

Ma Nanbao, the secretary of the Ministry of Works, who had a thin face, wrapped himself in a pure white fox fur, buried his body deep in the soft couch, gagged his fists from time to time, and coughed lightly a few times. Although it is just February now, the Central Plains is covered in silver makeup, but there is already a trace of heat in the south of Qiongzhou, and the strong body can move freely in a jacket without feeling cold. Ma Nanbao's appearance is obviously sick, and it is not light. It is no wonder that even at the moment when there was a shortage of officials, the Xing Dynasty only gave him the title of a noble scholar of the Ministry of Industry (the six Shangshu of the Song Dynasty had a high position and no real power), and did not arrange a real dispatch.

Ma Nanbao looked at the second brother Ma Nanchun, who was sitting opposite, with a straight body, black hair and hanging chest, and was in good spirits, and lost his mind slightly, until a loud voice woke him up: "My brother summoned me here, but I have something important to discuss?" ”

Ma Nanbao came back to his senses, coughed lightly, and nodded: "Exactly, summoning Zhongping here is to discuss a major matter related to the rise and fall of my brother, and even the future generations of the Xiangshan Ma clan." ”

Ma Nanchun was shocked, stared at his brother's face for a long time, and suddenly said, "Isn't it, the one has arrived?" ”

Ma Nanbao bowed his head slightly and did not speak.

Ma Nanchun hurriedly stood up: "Where is it?" Take me to see me. ”

Ma Nanbao shook his head: "Not in the mansion." ”

"Is that in Sioux Mansion?"

"Not either."

"This ...... Entered the palace? So fast? Didn't you say you had to observe it first? ”

Ma Nanbao let out a long sigh: "Naturally, I didn't enter the palace, although the queen mother is getting less and less hopeful about the young emperor's survival, but for a while, she didn't accept it so quickly, and she still had to live in a good place." ”

Ma Nanchun said puzzledly: "If that's the case, where will it be...... It shouldn't be in the Yang Mansion, right? Speaking of the back, Ma Nanchun's eyes widened, and the neat black hair under his chin was a little messy.

"Zhongping is still so alert." Manan Baoyu laughed at himself, "Although this son was discovered, hidden, and played by Su Gong and me, but if it was really sent, how could the Queen Mother let the two of me have more contact with this son?" Naturally, it was handed over to the Yang family, who was the closest to him, and the professor. Hehehehe, that Yang Jixiang, I'm afraid he is bent on becoming an emperor in the future. ”

"Sure enough." Ma Nanchun stroked his beard, paced back and forth, and suddenly paused, looking back at his brother, "Actually, maybe this is also a good thing." ”

This time, it was Mananbao's turn to widen his eyes: "Huh? Why did Zhong Ping say this? ”

Ma Nanchun did not answer directly, but asked his brother a question: "Brother, think about it, starting from the southern hunting of the dynasty, over the years, from Duanzong to the young emperor, one is younger than the other, and the affairs of the court and the central government are all in the hands of the queen mother's ministers." When the world is in turmoil and the Yuan is turbulent, can such a young son of heaven lead the civil and military officials, thousands of soldiers, and hundreds of millions of people of the Manchu Dynasty to expel the Tartars and restore my Han family? ”

Ma Nanbao was shocked, sat up as soon as he sat up, and the fox Qiu Da ignored it, and said in a lost voice: "Zhong Ping, why do you make such a big rebellious statement?" If people listen to it, your and my brother's lives will not be guaranteed, and it will also affect the nine clans of the Xiangshan Ma clan! ”

As soon as Ma Nanchun opened up, he gushed endlessly, as if he didn't dare to say it again without saying it in one breath: "In February last year, the mountain was tragic, and so far it has been like yesterday." I am a witness and survivor of the battle of the sea of blood, and every time I think of the sea of blood and the 100,000 floating corpses, I sweat like pulp, I can't sleep at night, and I dare not touch the banquet on my back...... Brother, do you know what has been thinking about me the most in the whole year? ”

Ma Nanchun didn't expect Ma Nanbao to answer, but asked himself: "Such an unprecedented fiasco related to the fortunes of the country, making the Son of Heaven, hundreds of officials, tens of thousands of soldiers, and 100,000 living beings go to the sea, why, what, nothing, people, responsibility, responsibility?" ”

Ma Nanbao froze, and this voice roared in his ears like Huang Zhong Dalu. yes, why is no one responsible? So many people died, even including officials and important ministers, such a big war related to the fortunes of the country was lost, there is no explanation?

Ma Nanbao looked at the second brother who was shaking with his hands in fists in front of him in shock, trembling all over, and looking excited, he couldn't believe that the second brother, who had always read Shi Mingli, could say such subversive words.

Of course, these original words did not come from Ma Nanchun.

Ma Nanchun lived with Zhao Lie day and night on a desert island and in the mountains, and in addition to training, he also exchanged ideas and discussed the reasons for the failure and lessons of this naval battle. Zhao Lie once told him that if Xing Chao can still exercise its functions, then the failure of this naval battle must be held accountable. From top to bottom, whatever responsibility should be assumed, no matter what status. If we do not clarify this responsibility, for the sake of the so-called overall situation, we will only be vague about the past, and we will only plant the seeds of another failure.

But is accountability easy? Accountability means that those in power are taking action against themselves, and who in the world has this awareness?

As soon as the words were spoken, Ma Nanchun seemed to be out of the way, gritted his teeth and said: "No one is responsible, because the one who should be most responsible, he can't afford it at all, and no one dares to let him bear it, for fear of causing turmoil in the army." At present, the DPRK cannot be chaotic in any way, and the army cannot be chaotic. And all this is because of the lack of a strong son of heaven. ”

"Zhongping, be cautious!"

"In such a troubled era, those who can sweep away the demons and return the world to a bright and prosperous world must have a great martial arts son of heaven - the young son of heaven can't save the Great Song Dynasty!" Ma Nanchun is simply speechless.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Ma Nanbao was so shocked that he coughed non-stop, and while covering his mouth, he raised his hand to stop Ma Nanchun's back movement, and finally stopped coughing, sighed and shook his head: "Zhongping, you are just a mere one from the Fourth Rank Privy Council, you have no power and no soldiers, even if you have blood, what can you do?" is so angry and wanton and vain, you must know that there is no way to do good or evil, and only people invite themselves! ”

Ma Nanchun's fists clenched, and his eyes were cracking: "Da Song is in danger like a tired egg, why should I regret this body?" As long as we can set things right, revive the dynasty, and turn the Great Song Dynasty into peace, even if I Ma Nanchun is broken, what a pity! ”

Ma Nanbao looked at the second brother with an amazing momentum, forgot to cough, and nodded slowly: "Okay, good, worthy of being my Ma family's disciple." However, Zhong Ping, the matter of fighting for the crown is very dangerous, you are the person who is most likely to revitalize my Xiangshan Ma clan, and you can't easily get into danger. Let my brother do it. ”

"Brother, don't ......"

"I know my own affairs, and I haven't been able to survive for my brother's body for a long time." Ma Nanbao shook his head and raised his hand to stop, "That's it." ”

Ma Nanchun wanted to speak and stopped, but silently picked up the fox fur that fell to the ground and put it on for his brother.

Ma Nanbao wrapped it hard, and there was a slight trace of blood on his pale face, and he looked up and said to Ma Nanchun: "Since this is the case, then the people of Yang Mansion, we don't have to pay attention to it." Well, the court has been a little uneasy recently, and although Gong Xin'an has made great contributions, it is also difficult for the rabbit tree to make a big move. As a counselor, you should remind him to be patient in all things, and the more meritorious you are, the more humble you are, so as to protect the temple and the temple. If you want to do great things, protect your ...... first"

Suddenly, Ma Nanchun's guards came in a hurry with a person, and the Ma brothers looked fixedly, but it was Zhang Junbao, the supporting officer of Zhao Lie's escort martial arts team.

Zhang Junbao came to find it, and nine times out of ten it was Zhao Hunt who had something to do. Thinking of this, Ma Nanchun hurriedly stepped forward: "Junbao, what's the matter?" ”

"Dutong asked you to hurry to the southern camp and write a recital."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Ma Nanchun faintly felt that something was wrong.

"Don't be in a hurry, you're going to be sued when it's too late."

"What? What's going on? ”

"Dutong beat Yang Xingyong violently." Zhang Junbao thought about it, lit up his fist, and smiled, "I hit the first punch." ”

"Ahh The Ma brothers' jaws almost fell to the ground.

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