It was the middle of the night, the full moon began to turn west, Luo Kaixian, who had been thinking about things for half a night, felt that his stomach was empty and uncomfortable, he didn't want to disturb the sentry who was on duty at night, so he got up straight, lit the corbel candle placed on the table, and prepared to treat his stomach that began to complain.

This kind of thing is the most convenient thing in this kind of trivial matter - as long as you are well prepared, you can stuff all the equipment for food, clothing, housing and transportation into it.

A large box of beef in sauce cooked in Lingzhou, a pot of hot milk boiled in a clay pot, a roasted naan that is no different from freshly baked, and a jar of wild bracken that has been marinated to the right taste...... In order to satisfy his unique appetite, these foods were specially prepared for him by the Lingzhou Logistics Battalion.

This is also a privilege, and it is also the only aspect that Luo is willing to accept the hearts of his subordinates.

There is no beautiful lady by her side, and there is no book in hand, of course, you can't talk about the warm romance of "red sleeves and fragrant night reading", but the candlelight and moonlight reflect it, but it corresponds to a burly man munching on the desk.

Luo Kaixian, who filled the gap in his stomach like eating a marching meal, did not have the energy to evaluate his own behavior.

After gobbling up his own food, he looked up to notice that the moonlight through the window had cast on the chalk-coated walls on the east side, and had been deflected so that only a small area of cold silver glow remained, and this silver glow was also inconspicuous, and the warm glow of the three corbel candles almost completely erased its afterglow.

Luo Kaixian suddenly felt that his previous entanglement seemed a little ridiculous, the contrast between Song Guo and Lingzhou was not just like the moonlight and candlelight in front of him?

Based on the comparison of the population and the territory of his rule, Zhao Song, who has tens of millions of people and half of the richest land in the East, is comparable to the full moon outside the window, but the side under his command has only just settled in Hexi, and the Lingzhou is only a grass creation, and it is far from being stable, and the population under his rule is only 140,000, isn't it just like this candle fire?

In contrast, it is not my turn to comment on this Song Di matter, at least for the time being.

However, just as the moonlight is a borrowed glow after all, according to the trajectory of history, the Zhao and Song regimes want to rely on lip service to govern the world (strong literature and suppress martial arts), and will eventually lose the power of existence and become sluggish or even die; The candle flame is a source of self-heating, if you get the opportunity for development, how do you know if it can become a brilliant "sun"?

As soon as he thought of this, Luo Kaixian felt that he had truly clarified the context in his heart.

In the final analysis, it is the right way to develop and improve one's influence, and there is no other way than this.

For example, right now, if you want to deal with that gentleman Yang Jingzong, the first thing to face is not even Emperor Zhao Heng of the Song Dynasty (no one will complain about his brother-in-law in front of the emperor), but the ministers under the Emperor Zhao Heng of the Song Dynasty. Those ministers may understand the rights and wrongs, but in order to maintain the prestige of the emperor, those ministers will definitely turn a blind eye to what Yang Jingzong has done, and if their own actions are more intense, how will most of those people stand up and react?

What are the consequences of rash action without determining the context of this? Can this newly returned force afford it?

These are all things that need to be considered urgently at the moment.

As for the future?

The goal of changing the personality of a race is obviously too far away, and what must be possessed before that is the strength to control or influence the race, and what is needed to control or influence a race?

With unrivaled force? With the persuasive power of a three-inch tongue? With an irresistible benefit? Or is it the supreme spiritual belief?

Obviously, the pharaohs of ancient Egypt have become the opposite of the belief in the use of force, and the pharaohs of ancient Egypt have become the opposite of the fact that the use of words will lead to empty talk, and the transfer of interests will only attract profit-seekers, as for the play of faith, the pharaohs of ancient Egypt have become the opposite (1).

In any case, it is not something that Luo Mou, who has only 140,000 people under his command, can consider.

Luo Kaixian shook his head, getting rid of this brain-burning problem, the vision in his heart was still just a castle in the air, at least not what he could do now.

Once you've cleared your mind, the rest will be easy.

Unlike on the previous road, because you can go and stay at will and have no worries, you can act according to your own heart without any scruples, and the current situation obviously cannot be applied to the previous practice.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of what he had done in the past two years, starting from the Kingdom of Fatima, the various Mao gods he had provoked along the way had never stopped, such as the Romans, the Georgians, the Persian highlanders, the Turks, and the Qarluqs...... Which one is not a strong party?

It's just that when he encounters himself, a rogue who is biased and has high skills, no matter who he is, he can only be helpless.

That's right, he called the previous adventurer and traveler-like journey as a rogue to act, and now he is entrenched in Lingzhou, which is obviously a coward?

He swallowed the last piece of beef in his mouth, rubbed the placket on his chest, and laughed self-deprecatingly, whether it is a Kou or a mountain king, in this Song Kingdom, if a literati knows about his past, I am afraid that all these names will be placed on him.

Incidentally, thinking of the so-called "readers" in this era, Luo Kaixian's face became a little bitter, are there any talents in this era who suit their needs? Or will there be anyone willing to go to him and work for him?

I'm afraid this will be a difficult thing in the future.

The Quartet needs brave and elite soldiers, and there is no shortage of their own subordinates, but what is needed to govern the Quartet is not only people who can write with a pen, in addition to the quality of governance, the more important is public heart and loyalty, the former is left alone, the latter is difficult to find, even now, the Zhang family in the old camp of the former Tang Dynasty is still hesitant about themselves.

Nowadays, it seems that if you want to get people who can achieve your own needs, you have to train yourself after all.

It's just that how much should be done to cultivate governance talents that meet your own needs?

He suddenly remembered that he had promised one thing when he was chatting with Li Ji a few days ago - to compile a low-level mathematics textbook, which he had not yet set out to do!

His distracted thoughts suddenly stopped.

Rubbing the somewhat swollen forehead, he pulled off the hairpin that held the hair on his head, and scattered the hair that was combed tightly by Li Ji, only to feel a little better, but the hair was inevitably a little unkempt, so he found another belt, and loosely put the three thousand troubles that had been preserved by the locals and customs behind his head.

It's just that he doesn't have a mirror, and he can't see his "graceful image", and of course, he is not in the mood to care about this.

Grinning helplessly at the candle flame again, he decided to put aside his cluttered thoughts, he couldn't sleep anyway, and took advantage of no one to disturb him, and was busy with the most urgent matter at hand.

Putting away the tableware and other chores on the table, he spread out the newly purchased paper, selected a small hard pen, dipped it in the ground ink, and sketched it like a dragon and a snake.

All things are foreseen, and those who are not prepared are wasted.

It's better to think about it beforehand than to mess up when it comes to it.

Yang Jingzong, Zhao Heng, Kou Zhun, Wang Dan, Wang Qinruo, Ding Wei, Shi Baoji...... He wrote down the names of these popular figures in the ruling class of the Song Kingdom on a piece of paper, and then marked them with small characters under each person's name, marking the information he had recently learned and the memories he had originally obtained from the book.

After listing the list of these characters, he did not stop, and pulled out another piece of paper, writing down the recent movements of the Song dynasty, the topics that the people in the market are keen on, the humanistic atmosphere in the officialdom of Kaifeng Mansion, the adjustment and arrangement of the Song army, the diplomatic relations between the Song State and the surrounding areas, and even the habits and behaviors of the children of the Zhao and Song royal families...... Lala's miscellaneous questions were listed and written all over the page.

What was written on the latter piece of paper was what he needed to know urgently, and it was also the intelligence needs he listed with Zhao Song as an imaginary enemy.

When he was writing and thinking, he also thought that the amount of information in this era was far from being comparable to that of later generations, at least not that complicated, but even so, if he wanted to investigate and understand an empire with tens of millions of people and millions of square kilometers, even if this empire was very ancient and primitive, the matters that needed to be paid attention to and the manpower needed were far from what he could have now, even if all the soldiers under his command were put to use, it would still only be a drop in the bucket!

The next thing is not what he is good at, the young master Hua who used to be by his side in the future is a good hand, and he is the most powerful intelligence officer under him, but it is a pity, at least at present, the manpower under his command is far from enough, even if the society with developed information in the later generations needs tens of thousands of people to do summary analysis.

I can't say that I have to drive myself to the shelf to give it a try, of course, this kind of thing of summarizing and analyzing intelligence is a trivial and meticulous work, although it has not been his main item, but it is difficult for him, and more importantly, the current situation is still small, and he can still handle it.

What he is doing here is just outlining a context and framework, and the specific implementation needs to arrange manpower to add flesh and blood, obviously the number of people needed will be a lot, there will be a lot of things to do, and there are more things to think about, each of which is closely related, and he doesn't want to have any negligence......

The slightly yellowish sheets of paper were filled with ink one by one......

Before I knew it, the sky was getting brighter.

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Note: (1) The Pharaohs testify that both Thutmose III and Ramses II tried to deify themselves as rulers, only to die only after their deaths.

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