October 9, Bianjing.

Master Hui Ming's "Compassion Roast Pork Restaurant" seduces every passer-by with its usual overcrowded, simple and elegant dining environment, the special service of monks' dishes and the delicious amount of braised pork patties.

In the inconspicuous corner, Wanyan Xiyin, who was dressed as a merchant of the Great Zhou, took a bite of the cake, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. It wasn't because the pork that seemed lowly to him was too delicious, but the information in his hand touched the heartstrings of this Jurchen genius.

Wanyan Aguda passed away, and Wanyan Aqimai took the throne!

Wanyan Aguta took over the tribe from his ancestors, fought countless times for most of his life, and finally changed the situation in which the Jurchen clan was arbitrarily bullied by the nobles of the Liao State, and led the Jurchen tribes to trample the Khitan nobles who were high in the past.

Ye Luming and Xiao Zhen, who were ostensibly surviving in Youzhou City, but in fact stepped up preparations for escape, used the heritage left by the Liao State to support many tribes on the grassland to attack each other, so as to reduce the risk of their escape for thousands of miles. While stirring up the wind and rain in the Dading Mansion, he sent people around to spread the terrifying news that Ah Guta was not killed by illness but by his brothers and nephews.

It's really nonsense. Although the Jin State established by the Jurchens was faintly divided into several factions, it was far from the point of drawing a knife and fighting among themselves. Now that the old enemy Liao State is still there, the intentions of the Great Zhou are unclear, and the foundation of the Jin State is beginning to be established, it is even more unlikely that representatives of different factions such as Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Chang will do anything to shake the foundation of the Jurchens.

Besides, the tallest chair must have been bought by Abeg. Without the biggest reason, why do the Jurchen nobles want to fight in the nest?

Whether it is the tribal rules of "brother to brother", or out of the consideration of stabilizing the overall situation, or the support of the old man of the Jin country, Wanyan Aqimai, who is in the prime of life, acts steadily, and fights tigers and leopards, is the best candidate for the throne of the Jin country.

Han officials such as the Republic of Korea, together with Khitan officials, went to the table and asked His Majesty Aqimai to posthumously crown Aguda as the "Emperor Taizu of the Dajin Kingdom" to reassure the people. After Yan begged to buy it, the hearts of the Jurchen people were at peace.

"Legend has it that Lord Yu Yunwen and Lord Li Gang have always been worried that after the Jurchen clan destroyed the Liao State, they would raise troops to invade the territory in the south, so they strongly opposed Lian Jin's proposal to destroy Liao. I thought it was unnecessary, the Jurchen tribe was only hundreds of thousands of people, how many people could be used, maybe they would be corrupted before the Liao State was destroyed, how could they have the spare strength to go south to commit crimes? ”

Xi Yin stopped several Jurchen warriors with fierce eyes, took out a small notebook, and wrote down the names of "Li Gang" in beautiful words. On the way to Bianjing, he had already figured out that there were a lot of real things hidden in the Shilin style reviews of the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he always paid attention to collecting the rumors and rumors of the Great Zhou scholars.

"Brother Shao is very right. It is said that the Jurchen warrior Ru Mao drank blood, and did all kinds of evil acts of obscenity, humiliation, and plundering wherever he went, whether it was the Khitans, Han people, Xi people, or Bohai people, it was as if they were in hell...... I think that beware must be guarded against, the grassland barbarians who are even more unbearable than the Jurchens, I can completely win them over to contain the hands and feet of the Jurchens. ”

Xi Yin is going to be happy, it is true that the Jurchen warriors burned, killed and looted, but the Xi people, the Murwei people, and a small number of Khitans have been incorporated into Meng'an Mouke and have become an important combat force in the Jin State. It's too late for the power center of the Jin State to win them over, where is the arbitrary bullying? In the end, Xi Yin frowned and pondered, and focused on writing the words "Prairie Departments" in the notebook.

"What kind of Jurchen thief chief, what is the name of the one who was beaten by Yan Agu, the cause of death may be strange. Maybe it's the current Emperor of the Jin Kingdom, who did it after Yan Aqimai! Look at the name, it's cheap! Begging to buy, begging others to buy, does this mean that no one wants to sell your body? ”

"To say that this Liao people are really a waste, hundreds of thousands of troops can't defeat tens of thousands of Jurchens. Fortunately, the forbidden army and the Xiang army of my Great Zhou combined exceeded one million, counting the village soldiers and archers, two million could not be defeated, and there were even 100,000 Western troops who could fight well...... The old marshal Zong Ze is training an army of 100,000 in the Daimyo Mansion, and as soon as the divine arm bow, firearms and seven-tip cannons come out, no matter how skilled he is in the Jurchen bow and horse, it is useless! ”

"It's still Wang Huang Erxiang who said it well. The Khitan people happily hold hundreds of thousands of coins every year, but they don't know that our big week earns more than ten times more than ten times through the mutual market every year! For more than 100 years, the Khitan nobles indulged in opera, silk costumes, porcelain and tea. ”

"Makes sense! I can do it again in my big week. The Jurchen people were still drinking blood in Rumao decades ago, and there are still many Jurchens in the deep mountains and old forests of Liaodong, no matter how fierce and fearless they are, they can't hold out in front of the world of flowers for a few years......"

In October, the grassland and Liaodong have begun to snow. Although it does not snow in Bianjing, or the white hair wind blows, it is necessary to cover the quilt at night.

In such weather, Xi Yin broke out in a cold sweat. Without it, he was purely frightened by the bragging big Zhou scholars around him.

Xi Yin listened carefully to the hustle and bustle of the million-strong megacity through the carved windows, looked at the tall and majestic Bianjing city wall in the distance, and finally withdrew his eyes from the dense cooking smoke and streets, and then shook his whole body.

Xi Yin, who could barely hold the chopsticks, gasped slightly. It was terrible, it wasn't the first time he had been scared.

There are hundreds of thousands of Jurchen people, and less than 1,000 can write their own names. How many talented people who can write poetry have been cultivated by the hundreds of millions of people in the Great Zhou? Although it is bragging, there is no lack of insight in the Great Zhou Shizi, which is really ......

It's horrible!

After entering the Great Zhou, wherever there are scholars boasting, Wanyan Xiyin will sigh and at the same time, he will be wary and yearning for the Wenhua of the Great Zhou. Before gaining an in-depth understanding of the selfishness, cowardice, and shamelessness of the gentry class, Wanyan Xiyin had always regarded the Great Zhou as the kingdom of the Celestial Empire in his heart.

In the third year of Shengxi, the literacy rate of Da Zhou was about three percent.

Just a few years later, in the second year of Jingkang, Da Zhou's literacy rate exceeded 5 percent. Li Yifu, who got the analysis data decades later, was first too scared to speak, and then cried and laughed.

Decades are too far away, let's talk about the present.

Next door to Wanyan Xiyin, Li Yifu and Zhang Zhanjun, Liu Decheng, Qu Zhengyan, Four-eyed Zai and other protégés, Wu Xiaoling, Fang Weiliang and other subordinates, Shen Popi, Li surnamed Dahan, Pan Mingzhe and other collaborators dined together, and Liu Susu and Liu Xiaoci were naturally there.

After seeing the heavy weapons used by the Jurchen warriors, Li Yifu's heart could not be calm. The weapons were rudimentary, but they were made by craftsmen. Although the quality is poor, the weight makes up for everything.

Listening to the high-minded talk of a few poor people outside, Li Yifu really couldn't eat it. He put his chopsticks on the small wooden stand, wiped his mouth with a towel, sat back in his chair and shook his head.

After Liu Decheng and Zhang Zhanjun and other proprietors' protégés came to Bianjing, they accompanied the proprietor to visit dozens of workshops opened by the Bianjing warriors, and it didn't come to an end until today. The Bianjing warriors dragged Li Yifu and his party over half-invitingly, mainly to improve the assembly line and introduce new equipment.

The warriors of Bianjing are not stupid, and they are clear about the upgrading of the workshop equipment on the side of the Han River. But Li Yifu is also happy to sell them new equipment and help them improve their production processes.

Make money, who earns is not earning! The stronger the power of the collaborators, the safer Li Yifu's power will be.

Li Yifu contacted several officials who were imprisoned by Bianjing through the door of Old Master Chen, and successfully sent the four-eyed boy to "steal the teacher". As a key training object, Qu Zhengyan signed up through the relationship between Medical Officer Kuang and was successfully admitted to Tai Hospital as an apprentice.

Four-eyed boy Zhengzheng and Qu Zhengyan boasted vigorously, saying that they could learn the essence of the variable speed capture device and the shaft quenching process in just half a year. At this moment, he was poked twice by Liu Decheng.

The four-eyed boy held his glasses, and after looking at the scene, he understood that it was for his favorite protégé to adjust the atmosphere. So he first saluted the depressed proprietor with a bowl of wine, and then said with a grin: "The proprietor must not pay attention to those scholars who have no hair on their mouths. I'm talking nonsense about the root cause, and those scholars who came to participate in the scientific examination didn't keep the door open. ”

"I don't understand, the Jurchens can't be so stupid as skilled craftsmen and literate and hyphenated readers, right? Even if only two or three percent are left, it will be enough for the Jin Kingdom to build ordnance and manage documents. They are murderous, but they can't be called barbarians, right? ”

Pan Mingzhe and others did not act in strict accordance with Li Yifu's instructions, and were caught by the gentry, and now they have been reduced to being second-class dealers with Shen Popi and others. They will have to grit their teeth and hold on for a few months before they can have their own workshop again.

Pan Mingzhe, who only heard that he blushed from drinking, gave a thumbs up and said, "This little brother is right. ”

"Two hundred years ago, the Liao people were barbaric, right? It can actually build tens of thousands of armored horses and fight all the way to the north bank of the Yellow River! ”

"Two hundred years ago, the Tangut people were barbaric, right? Iron Harrier is known to everyone, and it is a first-class strong soldier in the world! Our Great Zhou's baby Divine Arm Bow was stolen from the Western Xia Kingdom. People's cold forging armor is unique in the world, and green salt is sold all over the world, can such a barbarian small country? ”

"If Western Xia and Liao are barbarians. Then what is our repeated defeat at the hands of barbarians? ”

Wu Xiaoling, Fang Weiliang and the others glanced at each other and nodded slightly. Although the forbidden army is decaying, some of the knowledge passed down from ancestors is still very useful. Pan Mingzhe and others have been somewhat edified, and it is not as simple as pure waste.

Shen Popi and Dahan surnamed Li came over this time, mainly to ask Li Yifu for help in the matter of fighting for territory. The two of them knew some knowledge of military formations, but they didn't dare to interject during the banquet, and they were at ease to be a role of applause and fun.

Li Yifu is now the commander of the Great Zhou Xiang Army, and he naturally wears the regular clothes of the corresponding level of martial artists. He was in a better mood, took the small bowl of soup handed by Liu Susu and drank it all, exhaled and said:

"We are in Da Zhou, but there are too many people who want to compete with each other for profit. Don't you know that those who are in high positions, there are not a few fools, and the Jurchen army has been fighting bloody for decades, and it can easily let the Great Zhou take advantage? ”

"In the final analysis, we must have a large army that can fight tough battles, and we must not drop the chain in command. Having done this, it can only be said that there is a certain amount of self-preservation...... If you want to make a profit, it's too difficult! I want to be in the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun, I don't want to rely on strength to seize it, but I want to destroy Liao with Lianjin, it's too ridiculous! ”

"There is only the principle of uniting the weak to control the strong, how can the strong join forces to destroy the weak? It's good to get rid of an old and frail tiger and let in a young and strong wolf! ”

"From the perspective of comparing Jinguo to a business name, Wanyan Aqimai is also an older generation of Jurchens, and he is fully able to regulate the interests of all parties and make Jinguo's reform more terrifying. Before the Jurchen clan is able to survive, the Jin Kingdom will only get stronger and stronger, and I really don't know how strong it will be......"

While he was talking, a monk brought someone over and knocked on the door.

But Wanyan Xiyin was itchy when he heard it, and he felt a sense of pity, and used twenty taels of gold to introduce the monk in charge to one or two.

So Li Yifu, who was slightly drunk after drinking, met Wanyan Xiyin, a lifelong enemy, for the first time.