It had just rained heavily.

The disemboweling pavement was full of mud, and the stream made of mud flowed slowly.

Tang Ziming lifted the hem, stood on tiptoe, and cautiously walked through the street. Looking down, I was heartbroken to find that the hem of my newly purchased cloth shoes and robe had turned into a spotted leopard.

picked a few leaves on the side of the road and wiped his shoes, but the more he wiped them, the dirtier they became, Tang Ziming lost the leaves and gave up helplessly.

Kaifeng Mansion is renovating the sewers of the whole city during this time, and things are a good thing, and Tang Ziming also thinks it's very good. But before it was repaired, it was dusty on sunny days and muddy on rainy days, which really made him unbearable to walk the streets and alleys every day to collect news.

Returning to the newspaper office with a bad mood, an acquaintance editor saw him and shouted, "Brother Ming, why did you come back, Uncle Li is looking for you." ”

Tang Ziming felt a stirring in his heart, and grabbed the editor, "Brother, what's the matter?" ”

The editor didn't understand the bottom line, and pushed Tang Ziming to say mysteriously: "Good thing, good thing!" ”

Tang Ziming hesitated, "If it's really a good thing, the little brother will definitely have a treat when he turns around." ”

The editor smiled, "You're up for this guest." ”

Most of the reporters in the tabloid newspaper have only read books for two or three years, and they can barely write the sentences smoothly. So when they bring the news back, they have to hand it over to the editor to polish before they can publish it in the newspaper. And the vast majority of newspaper reporters are paid more than half of their wages after the article is published.

The editor does not say that he holds the power of life and death of the reporter, but at least he controls the reporter's money bag. Tang Ziming is a little better than his colleagues, he can grasp the news, write articles smoothly, and the editor only needs to make slight revisions. In front of the editor, who is more or less a talented person, Tang Ziming is still a little decent, but when he comes to the editor-in-chief, he can only tremble.

Tang Ziming's newspaper office is only one of dozens of tabloids in Kaifeng City.

Like most of his peers, he rented a small courtyard with only one entrance, the editors were in the east wing, the typesetting and printing were in the west wing, and the editor-in-chief was in the center. As for the reporter, he barely managed to squeeze out a small room next to the kitchen to rest.

Rough paper, inferior ink, third-rate movable type printing technology, employing a dozen small newspaper boys to sell in densely populated places such as stations and city gates, and the rest are sold on consignment in bookstores, excluding the costs of labor, materials, rent, etc., you can have a net profit of more than ten per month.

These tabloids survive in the gap between the two major express newspapers, ghosts and spirits are also published, parents are also short, and advertisements are not refused. There is only one thing that all tabloids must abide by - don't take advantage of the two major newspapers.

But in general, no matter how small the tabloid is, the editor-in-chief of the newspaper is a decent scholar.

At most, a reporter is a township scholar with no merit and fame, and the editor can generally mix up a showman, while the editor-in-chief, whether he has merit or not, has some fame in the literary world, and can even enter and leave the homes of dignitaries.

Tang Ziming trembled, even if the editor-in-chief always went to the cheap private house outside Xincaomen, and never went to a slightly more expensive place such as Sweetwater Lane, he could still be invited to participate in the poetry meeting by the chief book of the East Court of the judge. A small reporter like him, who belongs to the penultimate class of the newspaper company, usually can't even say a word to the editor-in-chief at the end of the day, and his status is very different.

A pair of triangular eyes behind the editor-in-chief's nose glasses flashed, like the eyes of a housewife picking vegetables, "Do you have clean clothes?" ”

Tang Ziming nodded.

When he goes to find the news, he always brings a good set of clothes, which he changes into when he gets to the ground, and usually an old clothes that have been washed. But yesterday the old clothes were drenched in the rain and hung in the newspaper office, and they didn't dry up this morning, so tired that they went out and stained the good clothes.

The editor-in-chief had already looked away, as if he had lost interest in observing, "Okay, change your clothes and go to the natural society!" ”

"The Natural Society?" Tang Ziming repeated stupidly.

"Don't say you forgot, Su Pingzhang, Han Xiang's public class has gone." The editor-in-chief threw over a door-shaped letterhead on the table and turned around in front of Tang Ziming, "This is the ticket to admission, it's not easy to get." ”

Tang Ziming was still a little flustered, "Isn't this Brother Li's errand?" ”

The editor-in-chief finally became impatient, "Li San broke his leg and has to be raised for three months." ”

"Uh...... Oh! Tang Ziming understood.

The content of Nature is reproduced in any newspaper. But how to write well, you need a more professional editor, in the newspaper, responsible for this aspect is Tang Ziming and the editor-in-chief Li San. It was originally scheduled that this time he would be a reporter at the conference. In the past few days, Li Sansan went to the Natural Science Society every day to report, and filled most of the pages with written records every day.

understands clearly, Tang Ziming never thought that this errand could fall on his head.

"But I've never been."

The editor-in-chief put down his nose glasses and looked at Tang Ziming helplessly, "Who can go here?" The old, the young, can usually talk to Li San about things, that is, you, I heard that you always play with those bottles and cans. ”

"Uncle Seven." The editor-in-chief's own nephew peeked in at the door, and he had a job as an editor in the newspaper office, but he only had the ability to do chores, "The car called." ”

"The car is waiting, take the clothes, get in the car and change!" The editor-in-chief ordered, "Come back and take the car, whatever Su Pingzhang said and what Han Xianggong said, write it down for me in its original form." ”

Tang Ziming was aggrieved and took over a job that did not belong to him, half because it was too sudden, and the other half was because when the editor-in-chief was urging him, he didn't promise a substantial reward.

But after getting in the car, he immediately threw his grievances out of the clouds, and screamed excitedly, almost scaring the driver in front.

It's a natural society! The most knowledgeable people in the world are there!

Until he arrived at the gate of the clubhouse, Tang Ziming couldn't help laughing. The smile on his face seemed to be twitching, and it looked three or four points weird, six or seven points suspicious.

There were more than a dozen people guarding the door, standing inside and out, checking everyone's invitations and offices — even if they didn't have to go through the state or county, the offices issued by the yamen were a must-have for all reporters. Half of them were dressed in vermilion brocade robes and had swords hanging from their waists - as long as they were from the capital, they would know at a glance that they were Yuan Sui beside Zaifu.

There were many peers queuing up in front of the door, Tang Ziming patted his clothes and walked up. After a few steps, he was looked at by a few gatekeepers.

It should be because of the prime minister's visit, the identity is very detailed, everyone's invitation, Si Yan has passed his hand once, Yuan Sui has passed his hand again, and then compared the face of the year A on it, checked the authenticity of the seal, and then let people in.

The atmosphere in front of the door was a little tense, and the smile on Tang Ziming's face gradually put away. Take out the ticket and pass the station, and follow the team step by step.

Without familiar peers, Tang Ziming could only look at the rare Yuan followers. Gradually, he felt that he seemed to be able to distinguish which Zaifu these Yuan Sui were following.

Yuan Sui held the imperial court's Yulu, but he was a close confidant of the important ministers of Zaifu, and most of them were fellow villagers.

Su Song and Shen Kuo are both southerners, while Han Gang was born in the northwest, and he only looks at his body and appearance, and the backs of the Yuan followers. The scene is clear.

Especially Han Gang, it is said that the Yuan Sui who followed him all had great achievements, skilled in bows and horses, and strong in martial arts, and he would not be taken by him if he did not have a hundred and ten lives on his hands.

However, when someone said this, as long as they asked why Han Xianggong didn't let them become officials since they had made so many contributions, the custody immediately became cold.

But it should be certain that they have all been in battle, Tang Ziming observed from a close distance, several Yuan Sui who checked the entry and exit documents did have a good body, tall and low, but the width and thickness were beyond ordinary people, and the two exposed necks were about to catch up with the general thickness of the head.

It's really rare to see such a sturdy man, and it's okay to fight ten at a time. Tang Ziming handed over the ticket and the pass, and peeked at the tallest and strongest one. When he was a child, he lacked nutrition and grew thin and short, Tang Ziming always hoped to have a taller physique.

The seemingly stupid strong man, much more perceptive than his appearance, noticed Tang Ziming's stealing and grinned at him.

The strong man's face is rough, and scaring when he laughs is more scary than not laughing, ordinary people will definitely be scared and silent, but after being a reporter for several years, Tang Ziming has long learned to take advantage of an opportunity to beat snakes with sticks, "Up and down, but Han Xianggong's companion?" ”

The strong man smiled again, showing his neat teeth, but did not speak. Yuan Sui, who looked like the leader behind him, glared at him, and checked Tang Ziming's invitation and the pass on both sides.

This is called using the method of military training to govern the family, right?

was put into the courtyard, Tang Ziming couldn't help but look back twice, the background of the Han family, Han Xianggong, who made a fortune in a generation, couldn't see it, but it was clear in these Yuan Sui.

There really needs to be something going on in the city of Tokyo, and with these families, I am afraid that they can also have contacts with the three or five hundred forbidden army for a while.

Tang Ziming thought, bypassing the wall, there was a sea of people in front of him.

The large courtyard is crowded with members of the Nature Society, guests invited to observe the ceremony, and journalists who come here to cover the news.

Although he had never been here, Tang Ziming didn't have to think about it to find the place where the meeting would be held, and only the main hall, which was as tall as the hall of the Beijing Mansion, could accommodate all the members and a considerable number of observers.

Tang Ziming came late, at this moment, there were people standing at the door of the main hall, Tang Ziming stood behind the crowd, and he couldn't see it on tiptoe.

Relying on the advantage of being thin, he got into the crowd with a cat's waist. While accompanying the no, walk inside, carefully looking for a suitable position and angle.

The layout in the main hall was a little special, there were rows of seats in front of it, and Tang Ziming saw that the people sitting on it were all members with the badge of the society.

And all the outsiders didn't have seats, they all stood in the back, and at a glance, Tang Ziming even saw several people wearing official uniforms.

Tang Ziming quickly found a foothold, right next to an official. The official was good-looking, tall and tall, but with a dark face.

Tang Ziming nodded with a smile on his face, looked back at the center, and could already see Han Gang standing there, so he simply stood still and didn't squeeze forward.

Although the officials around him glared at him with ugly faces, Tang Ziming was not afraid. The others were afraid of provoking these officials, so they didn't dare to come closer, leaving a circle of open space beside them.

But Tang Ziming thought that they didn't know themselves, so they would go first when they turned around, and they were not afraid that this official would lose his temper in front of the ministers.

'Everybody is here. ’

Thin and shriveled, the robes were all washed and discolored, they were already thin and transparent, and they were patched in inconspicuous places, and Zhang Yuan vaguely smelled a bad smell.

What journalist? It's just a bag inquiry! After the rise of newspapers, the new profession became a reporter, and his character was down. Walking the streets and alleys, peeping at people's private interests, fabricating rumors, and demagogizing people.

Zhang Yuan couldn't drive the other party away with his disdainful eyes, and pulled his placket more and more, feeling that the air was dirty.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been in a meeting and not even qualified to sit. Not only is there no seat now, but even the people standing next to him are inferior people who come from nowhere, even in the Daqing Palace, and at least a court official next to him.

Su Song's grandson Su Xiangxian, Zhang Yuan knew him, although he was standing, he helped Su Song to sit down, and then stood behind Su Song, which was much stronger than his own situation.

Countless complaints overflowed from Zhang Yuan's heart, to his father, to Han Gang, to Su Song, to the natural society, and to the ruffians around him, until Han Gang came to the forefront.

The murmur of Suosuo suddenly disappeared.

The focus of the audience was all in one place.

Tang Ziming no longer looked left and right, and quietly looked at the prime minister.

Then he heard the voice of the prime minister.

"I have a dream."

'Dream? ’

'What do you think when you dream?' ’

Tang Ziming, like everyone else, pricked up his ears and widened his eyes, but he didn't understand Han Gang's semantics.

Although it was the first time he had been in charge of reporting on Nature and the Nature Society, he knew very well what kind of opinion the Nature Society held on witch divination and other pretending ghosts.

"What do you mean by dreams?" On the podium, Han Gang's voice spread throughout the audience, "It's not an idea in a dream, and it's not a delusion. The so-called dream is an expectation for the future and a requirement for oneself. What kind of person you want to be in the future, what kind of things you want to do, this is the dream. ”

Is this the dream?

Its meaning is completely different from what Zhang Yuan knows.

Nowadays, Han Gang often uses new words, or gives new meaning to old words. Some people think it's not bad, anyway, the daily language changes every hundred years, and the words and sentences used after three or five hundred years are completely different, otherwise the nine classics will not need to be passed on, annotated, and explained from generation to generation. Some people disagreed, and even rebuked them angrily.

But for or against, everyone has to get used to it. Zhang Yuan, the son of the prime minister's family, could protest, but he only slurred his lips silently.

"It's not just me, everyone has a dream. Those who read want the title of the gold list, those who work in agriculture want a bumper harvest, those who work want to prosper in the industry, and those who are businessmen want to make a lot of money. In "Three Points", Sanxing Han Room, this is Zhuge Liang's dream. In "Nine Domains", riding the wind and waves is Song Jiang's dream. ”

Tang Ziming couldn't help nodding, and even saw Su Lao Pingzhang on the stage nodding.

Perhaps the literati's understanding of dreams is still the emptiness of 'sleeping and dreaming', or the emptiness of 'dreaming of old people in the mountains and forests'.

But as long as it is mentioned in "Three Points", Liu Bei's tenacity and perseverance, Zhuge Liang's tragic dedication, in "Nine Domains", Song Jiang intends to sail thousands of miles and cross the ocean, Lin Chong wants to unify the three armies to pacify the heroism of the overseas vassals, and Gongsun Sheng, who has changed his mind, has been under the Tianguan Instrument for 20 years, and wants to investigate the pursuit of the operation law of Qiyao.

Tang Ziming, a township scholar who is coarse in literature and science, and even ordinary people who don't know how to write and ink, can understand what a dream is.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the official beside him, but found that he was now frowning with his eyebrows furrowed and a puzzled expression.

Zhang Yuan was puzzled, the dignified prime minister, the great Confucian of the world, the Jinshi and the first Han Gang, said it so simply, not involving allusions, but using examples in the book, who is this going to say?

"Don't all of you have any dreams for the future? …… I think that although there will be some changes from time to time, they should always be there. ”

Of course there is.

Zhang Yuan dreamed that he would inherit his father's position in the future, hold the authority of the world, and be above ten thousand people, so that the important ministers would grovel in front of him, and when he dreamed back at midnight, he even thought about going closer.

Tang Ziming also dreamed, thinking every day, saving more money in the past two years, buying a small courtyard outside the new city, marrying a rich and virtuous Hun family, giving birth to two sons, daughters, if the appearance is not bad, you can also have it, and there can be wine and meat on the table every day, this is the life you dream of.

"But you know what my dreams are?"

Han Gang has an unrivaled reputation among the people of the world, and he also has great influence inside and outside the court and in the military.

What is Hangang's dream?

A lot of people want to know.

Especially after Han Gang gave up the opportunity to dominate the world alone in the future, and insisted on creating a big council, it made everyone in the world guess his thoughts.

Zhang Hui, who was sitting on the outside, wanted to know, Li Ying wanted to know, Huang Shang, who was sitting on the inside, wanted to know, Wang Juqing wanted to know, and Shen Kuo also wanted to know.

Zhang Yuan and Su Xiangxian, who are the children of the prime minister's family, one came on the orders of their father, and the other came with their grandfather, but they didn't even have a seat, so they could only stand and listen, but they also wanted to know.

And all the guests and journalists, all of whom were of the same mind.

Just like Tang Ziming, his eyes waited for Han Gang to reveal the mystery for a moment.

"My earliest dream was when I was five or six years old. At that time, I just thought that I could live a peaceful and stable life, without the entry of Western thieves and the requisition of the imperial court. Father and brother can stay at home, and mother can be relieved of hard work. ”

Han Gang did not hide the origin of Han Sumendi at all.

Irrigating the garden has always been the most commonly used word when mocking Han Gang. There are very important families in the world, even if you are a peddler and a pawn, you must find a good ancestor for yourself.

Ouyang Xiutangtang's historians, when they were cultivating their own scores, they ignored the mistakes of the first half of the "three hundred years, only the fifth generation" and the second half of the "one hundred and forty-five years, but the sixteenth generation", and insisted on making it up.

With Ouyang Xiu as the starting point, repairing and continuing the spectrum has become popular in the court, no matter what the background is, the family tree must always be compiled into a flowery cluster, the upper is to hook up with the emperor and the generals, and the lower is to join the current important ministers.

Only Han Gang, Han Qi and Han Yi of this dynasty did not go to Lianzong, and Han Yu of the previous dynasty did not go to cling, and they didn't care about their ancestors at all. The title of the gardener, accept it calmly.

In the past 20 years, there are fewer and fewer people who use his background to make a fuss.

"Such a dream, such an expectation, eight million Kansai Lishu, who doesn't have it?"

"The Han family moved from Jingdong to Kansai for 70 years. In the past 70 years, the Western Xia has rebelled from obedience, from rebellion to prosperity, from prosperity to decline, and then from decline to death. Kansai has a population of 8 million, and it is all poisoned. In the family of Hansu, fifty is old, sixty is rare, and those who have not died have young children, only two or three out of ten people! The old can't die well, the young can't grow, as for the strong, it's really useful......" Han Gang paused, and three words burst out between his lips and teeth, "Husband and servant!" ”

The sound is like cold water, penetrating people's hearts.

The rebellion in the northwest is well known.

There are as many as 100 members from Kansai in the hall. Hearing Han Gang mention the old things in Kansai, the memories of the old days also flooded up from the bottom of my heart.

In Han Gang's words, he returned to the era when the West thieves were rampant. Those who are sad and affectionate, those who gnash their teeth, do not know how many.

"Not only the military and civilians of Kansai have suffered from it, but how can the people of the world be single. In order to supplement military expenses, the imperial court tax has more than doubled in more than ten years, and the people of which state and county in the world have not been affected in their daily lives? ”

"Everyone hopes to destroy the Western Captives as soon as possible and enjoy peace. But how does this work? ”

"The population of Kansai was four million at first, then eight million, and the population of Western Xia was less than one million at the beginning, and then only two million. Four times as much as Xia, never gram. Why? ”

One question after another is like a tide crashing on the shore, and waves are the crux of the problem that plagued the predecessors, but no one here does not know the answer to the question.

Even if there was something he didn't understand, Han Gang immediately gave the answer.

"Armor!"

Two heavy words, let people understand its importance.

"At the beginning of the Western Rebellion, the dynasty was defeated three times in succession, because the soldiers did not train, the soldiers were not prepared, and the city was not repaired. At the beginning of Xining, thirty years of soldiers, the soldiers have been fine, the city has been finished, and those who still can't overcome it are the soldiers who are especially far away from the westerners. Xingzhou bow, Qizi armor, Xia Guo sword, are all famous all over the world. The arm bow of the god of the Emperor Song Dynasty is also offered by those who follow the party. ”

"In China, skilled craftsmen are innumerable, and the soldiers are not as good as the captives, not because the craftsmen are incompetent, but because the court is negligent, and it is difficult to escape the blame for the princes. After arriving in Xining, the weapons were supervised, and the soldiers were refined. Thunderbolt cannons make hundreds, and gods arm bows make tens of thousands. Plate armor and Mo knives are all in 100,000. How did Western Xia go undefeated? ”

"In Xining, get the river Huang, cut off the right arm of the Western thief, the end of Yuanfeng, the destruction of the Western Xia Kingdom, the beginning of Yuan You, and the restoration of Lingwu's homeland, my childhood dream, the expectations of the people of the world, have finally been realized."

is only a few hundred words, dozens of sentences, including the ten-year campaign to destroy Xia and restore the land.

But everyone present knows how many thrilling battles, singing and crying deeds, how many hardships, how many blood and tears.

Even ordinary people like Tang Ziming couldn't help but be enthusiastic, and they couldn't wait to be able to put pen to paper and participate in it at that time.

Not to mention the scholars here, who participated in the war in the past, began to recall the past, and those who did not participate also depicted the iron horse soldiers at that time in their minds.

Han Gang didn't wait, "The old dream will come true, and the new dream will follow. ”

He put away the excitement of talking about Western affairs before, and changed to a slightly relaxed tone, "I want to be a person in the Qi Study, what should I know about this dream?" ”

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations!"

Han Gang heard a room above, and the people below also murmured to each other.

Hengqu four sentences of teaching, broadcasting the world for nearly 20 years. The scholars of the world, even if they are not in the Qi Studies, also take these four sentences as the inscription of the room.

"The so-called eternal peace is the world of great harmony."

"In the world of Datong, the world is for the public, the selection of talents and abilities, the belief and harmony, the old have their ends, the strong have their usefulness, the young have their growth, and the widows, widows, loneliness, and the sick are all supported."

"I have a dream – this is it!"

ps: Ten days ago, my grandfather passed away, not a serious illness, and there was not much pain. At the age of ninety-six, it can be regarded as a long life, which can be said to be a joy and mourning. Because of a leg disease, he was paralyzed in bed for two years, and now it should be a relief for my grandfather, who always likes to move around. But when I was idle from the funeral, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. I don't know what to say now, I just want to tell you that when you have time, go to visit the elderly at home more, really, go back and see more.

There are still a few days of interruption, I will try to make up for it, and the next few days of this month will remain above 6,000 words.