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Outside the window, crickets and other insects chirp tirelessly, and the occasional dog barks to add a bit of tranquility to the night.

Er Meng had already fallen asleep, and the heavy and loud snoring sound was undulating, making it even more difficult for Fang Qian to sleep.

Standing by the window, he looked at the bright Milky Way Nebula in the night sky, and the stars were blazing, and there was no sign of the death of the country. Whether it is the westward flow of blazing stars, or the sun is as black as brown and the moon is red as blood, it is just a far-fetched so-called rumor. When the country accumulates countless contradictions: the monarch is mediocre, the traitor is in power, the friends are against each other, the expropriation is tyrannical, the people are not able to make a living, and the poor and weak are ...... Under the effect of the periodic law, the death of the country is inevitable.

Later generations commented on the Northern Song Dynasty, either that they were poor and weak, or that the foreign forces were too strong, but in Fang Xi's view, the Northern Song Dynasty died at the hands of scholars. The system of civilizing and valuing military forces directly led to the accidental death of the Northern Song Dynasty, which had advanced military technology and equipment and whose economy had reached the peak of history and society, to the Jin State. Exhaustively studying the entire Song Dynasty, it is neither poor nor weak, a country that emphasizes literature and suppresses military force, strong but not fierce - just four words!

At the end of the Song Dynasty, there was no large-scale peasant uprising, and the two Song Dynasty did not die in the peasant uprising, but died in foreign races, and the Han nation also paid heavy losses. And the Song-Jin War directly led to the death of more than 2 million people, and more than 15 million Han people became slaves of the Jin State! This statistic is far from real.

And now, the birth of a Jurchen with a population of less than 200,000 will effortlessly attack the capital of the world's largest country at that time, and once again knock this angry country into the pillar of shame in history. The two Great Song emperors prostrate at the feet of the Tatars, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty became slaves of the Tatars, and countless Li people were reduced to lowly cattle.

Shame on you! Fang Luo sighed deeply. A nation with the advantages of blood, martial arts, wisdom, creativity, tolerance, etc., is gradually declining. Since the beginning of the Song Dynasty, after Cheng Zhu Lixue, the rule of the Mengyuan Dynasty, and the enslavement of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, a nation with super endurance, servility, stupidity, infighting, and moral degradation was born.

And now what he is doing, Fang Yu began to self-reflect. Fleeing and stealing peace, avoiding oppression, avoiding the impending military disaster, but not daring to face the reality. Coming from a world of flies and dogs, out of the life of flies and dogs, in this era when the backbone of the nation still exists, why not make a career and work hard to bring history into a new trajectory? !

The words "leaving a name in history" broke into his mind, and it immediately made his heart pound. The prince and general did not dare to hope for extravagance, and if he stirred up in the coming troubled times, there was still hope to achieve the goal.

At this time, he began to lay a new plan in his mind.

I don't know when he fell asleep, and he stayed up until dawn.

The early morning of the rooster and the dog barking in Qingcheng Village is not much different from the countryside and countryside of later generations.

The smoke of the cooking stove rose, the cool breeze blew, and the whole village was full of mellow atmosphere.

Fang Luo gathered everyone and began to speak his mind.

"I'm going to Yunseong, Jeju."

Er Meng and his mother didn't react, anyway, they wanted to follow him, and it didn't matter where they went.

Yang An, Yang Qing, and Nuan Er were taken aback, but their expressions were different.

Yang An's face was full of excitement, after all, Yuncheng is their hometown, and the elderly people naturally want to return to their roots. He was excited for a while, and nodded his head quickly.

Yang Qing was slightly disappointed, even though it was the place where he grew up when he was a child, he was reluctant to return to that poor country, and said at the moment: "Brother Luo knows that Jingxi Road is not peaceful, and there are frequent thieves in the prefectures and counties around Liangshanluo, and the imperial court is overwhelmed, I'm afraid it's ......."

Nuan'er was also a little unhappy, she wanted to go to see the picturesque Jiangnan depicted in the poetry book, but she couldn't make the trip at this time, and she was quite disappointed, but since Brother Luo changed his plan, she had to support it.

"We have now gotten rid of the Imperial City Division, so naturally we don't have to worry about going to Jiangnan. But I am not familiar with the place, in case the court goes to the sea to catch documents, where will I go? Wouldn't it be painful to live incognito and hide in Tibet! Fang Yao glanced at the few of them, "The reason why we want to go to Yuncheng is that it is Uncle Yang's hometown, and the township will personally protect us, and second, the instability there can cover up our whereabouts." ”

Yang Qing shook his head: "I heard that most of the fields on Jingdong Road have been classified into Xicheng, how can I live without land?" ”

Fang Luo waved his hand: "These are all small things, as long as you stand on your feet, you don't need to worry about your livelihood!" Moreover, I still have more than 20,000 taels of silver in my hand. He turned to Yang An again: "Uncle Yang, does you know Zhang Rong, a fisherman from Liangshan?" ”

Yang An frowned, thought for a while and shook his head: "I've been away from my hometown for ten years, and I don't know this person." He looked at Fang Luo with wide eyes: "How did Brother Luo know this person?" ”

Fang Luo smiled, naturally he couldn't tell him that he was a person who had traveled through the later generations. Zhang Rong is the leader of the rebel army who is good at fighting in history, when the new Water Margin was on the air, Fang Luo deliberately checked the relevant figures of the Water Margin, and found that Song Jiang and others basically had nothing to do with Liangshanbo, but found that Zhang Rong raised troops to resist the Jin army in Liangshanbo, but he was a fierce general who was not noticed in the history books, so he asked Yang An casually.

Since Yang An didn't know, it must not be difficult to go and visit by himself when the time comes. Recruiting this warlike fisherman was part of his plan. At that moment, he did not respond to Yang An's question.

Yang An had already nodded, and Er Meng and Nuan Er followed closely.

"Would you like to come with me?" Fang Yao looked at Yang Qing.

Yang Qing looked at everyone, since they all agreed, he was alone and still objected, so he had to nod helplessly: "That's it, go together!" ”

Seeing that everyone had unified their opinions, Fang Xian's heart was much more relaxed, after all, reliable manpower was needed to complete the plan in his heart, and Yang Qing was also part of the plan.

"In that case, let's go today! Pressed for time! ”

Fang Luo used some silver and two trusts, and the old man hired an ox cart, and everyone hurried away in the cart.

In less than half a day, he arrived at a ferry port on the Wuzhang River in the northeast of the capital, and spent some silver taels to board a cargo ship and go east.

From Kaifeng to Yuncheng, it is about more than 400 miles, the speed of water transportation is slow, and it is necessary to dock at night, so this road takes two or three days. The cargo ship was in a mess, and the cabin was hot, humid, and stinking, and had to hang a few hammocks on the deck to rest. Even so, several people were still miserable, especially Yang An and the old aunt of the Wang family, who were old, and when the boat sailed to Xingren Mansion, both of them fell ill. In the opinion of Fang Luo, it should be a heat cold, so the group got off the boat in Jiyin, stayed at the inn, and looked for Langzhong to diagnose and treat the two elders.

Fortunately, the illness was not serious, and with good care, the two recovered quickly. This made Fang Luo breathe a sigh of relief, and he would be able to go to Yuncheng by land in a few days.