Chapter 5 The Xia Kingdom is gone

"Tricks? No, no, "Meng Zhijing loves the pen, just like a child who has just gotten a new toy, you stand next to it and ignore it, and fan the wind and cool words, even if what you say is right, you have to object. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Brother Gong, this hard pen is small and easy to carry. Oil and water do not drip or leak, easy to use, non-great wisdom can not be done, is it comparable to small skills? ”

Meng Zhijing can be regarded as consuming with the public loss.

"Oh, Xiao Meng, look." Gong lost Nianhuai was really anxious, and even Xiao Meng came out. Fortunately, Meng Zhijing is wholeheartedly maintaining the reputation of the hard pen, and he doesn't care much about the title of Gong Nian Huai.

"Look, cough, this soft pen is soft, why is it soft," Gong lost Nian Huai Khan has come down, can it be called a soft pen if it is not soft? From the beginning of knowing how to hold a pen, he used a hard pen, first a pencil, then a fountain pen, a ballpoint pen, and a brush that he basically never touched, who knows why the brush is soft. Oh, it's not that I don't know, it's made of soft hair, of course, it's a soft pen. It's just that compared with this hard pen or the soft pen, which one is stronger, he really didn't think about it. Who would ask why they are accustomed to something?

Yes, they were all little kids in open crotch pants. Who has ever seen an old man chasing his grandson every day and asking why.

"This soft pen is soft, why, yes," Gong Nian Huai scratched his head, almost scratched his ears and cheeks, his two eyes were dripping and turning, looking for inspiration, making up nonsense, not bad, at a glance I saw the golden river in the sunset.

"Xiao Meng, look, is the river soft, soft?" Gong Nian Huai knelt on the sack excitedly and pointed to the river to show Meng Zhijing.

"Xiao Meng? Oh, what's wrong with the river? It's soft and soft, what does this have to do with soft pens? Meng Zhijing was also stunned, wasn't he talking about the soft and hard pen, how did it get to the river.

"You know, the stone is hard, and the stone can't withstand the small droplets, Xiao Meng, isn't that the truth?"

Meng Zhijing looked at Gong Yi Nian Huai suspiciously, he called me Xiao Meng, why is he so slippery, he is younger than me. Also, are we talking about the same thing?

"Know, drops ----"

"Yes, Xiao Meng, the water is yin, the stone is yang, masculine and easy to break, feminine and easy to last. Ouch "Gong Nian Huai saw that he could finally grasp the initiative, how could he let Meng Zhijing continue to ask questions, and in a hurry, he even dragged out the yin and yang that he didn't understand. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it, as long as Meng Zhijing can understand it. It seems that the ancients had to come into contact with the five elements of yin and yang.

Oh, by the way, I heard Meng Hui boast that his ancestor Meng Hui would meet people, and everyone would gossip about Zhou Yi, wouldn't there be yin and yang in it. His father understands yin and yang, and Meng Zhijing is better than himself.

Sure enough, Meng Zhijing nodded, staring at the sparkling golden light in the river with both eyes, and realized, "The pen is like a knife, the knife is chopping and the axe is chiseled, if there is a shape, the hard pen is not as good." ”

"Yes, yes, that's what it means. Chinese civilization, pay attention to the mutualization of yin and yang, the combination of movement and static, not moving like a mountain, moving like a rabbit, hehe, "Gong lost Nian Huai can't go on, talk to the ancients about these things, purely looking for abuse, see good and accept it."

Meng Zhijing held the pen in his hand, and his expression was still reluctant, but that kind of fanaticism was gone.

Gong lost Nian Huai struck while the iron was hot, since he deviated from Meng Zhijing, let him keep going down, he has too many secrets here, and he has to leak out if he is not careful, don't you want to understand this era, just start with Meng Zhijing.

"Little ---Brother Meng, the younger brother has lived overseas for many years, and he knows very little about the middle - I know very little about the Great Song, Brother Meng, can you teach me?"

"Oh, Da Song?" Meng Zhijing didn't understand for a while, and looked at Gong Yi Nian Huai with a flurry look, "Brother Gong Yi, but you want to know about the Great Song Dynasty?" ”

"Yes, the younger brother went back to the Central Plains with the clan when he was very young, and this farewell is a few --- or more than ten years, alas," Gong Nian Huai didn't know how to continue, and pointed to both sides of the river, "Brother Meng, I see that the soil in this place is fertile, why only artemisia grass grows, but no crops?" Why is there not even a village? ”

Meng Zhijing glanced up casually, played with the signature pen in his hand, sighed lightly, and said, "Brother Gongyi doesn't know, this is the border area between my Great Song Dynasty and Jin, and the two countries are fighting endlessly, so it is not suitable for the people to cultivate. However, this situation is changing, and the public brother can know that another clan has arisen in the north of the Jin country, called the Mongols, and has a deep grudge against Jin. Last year, the Mongols attacked the Xia State, and at this time they were oppressing the Jin State. Jin Guobei is too busy to take care of it, and my big Song Zheng can manage this land well. ”

"Western Xia has destroyed the country?" Gong Nian Huai changed from lying on his side to kneeling, and he didn't care what Meng Zhijing was saying, his face was full of consternation.

As an engineer with an engineering background, Gong Nian Huai has not studied much history, and he knows the order of dynasty change in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties. No matter how detailed it is, you will know which celebrities there are in a certain dynasty, and he will not understand it in detail.

Now it seems that he has a good boss and a good teacher. is the descendant of this Meng Zhijing, Meng Hui, the partner of Gong Nian Huai. is also an engineering student, because he has a good ancestor, he has become interested in history, and he collects the history of the Southern Song Dynasty court everywhere, that is, this section around Meng Hui has naturally become the focus of Meng Hui.

Meng Hui also has the advantage of giving Gong Nian Huai a headache, that is, no matter what information he collects, no matter how unwilling Gong Nian Huai is to listen, he has to pull Gong Nian Huai and never withdraw his troops without talking about it three times.

Every time Meng Hui beckoned Gongyi Nianhuai to drink a little wine, Gongyi Nianhuai knew that his boss had new material. As soon as he got on the wine table, he drank with Nianhuai, one was to block Meng Hui's mouth, and the other was to get himself drunk quickly. The taste of drunkenness is far better than Meng Hui's endless talk of history.

Do you say it's strange, at Meng Hui's place, Gong Yi Nianhuai pretended to be a dead dog, returned home, and took out what Meng Hui said from time to time to tell his daughter Yaonan.

In the future, Gongyi Nianhuai has a new task, as long as he is on a business trip, his daughter will assign him homework, there is a certain historical celebrity in a certain place, historical sites, etc., take pictures and collect relevant information, she wants to establish a database.

The homework assigned by her daughter dared not be completed, so every time she was not working, she was more tired than the people in the local museum of culture and history. If you're not tired, your daughter Yaonan is on remote control at home, and when she finds something new on the Internet, she tells her dad immediately. Gong Nian Huai has to squeeze in time to go like a grinding donkey. Then happily report the harvest to her daughter.

Before coming to the Southern Song Dynasty, Gongyi Nianhuai regarded these as just a person's interests and knowledge, and anyway, it was all over, and it made a difference if it became a pile of dirt or a cold statue.

Now it's not done, he came to the Southern Song Dynasty, and the things that were originally in the books have become a living reality, whether they are flesh and blood or hot, how can he not pay attention to them. Because the things of history became his real life.

Fragmentary historical knowledge began to establish a connection with the reality of life. Gong Nian Huai began to be uncalm. Steel knife and neck, who can be calm? Gong Nian Huai thought to himself, he would never be able to lie on the guillotine, he could still talk and laugh freely, and he couldn't stand the taste of sticking a bamboo stick into his finger.

Meng Zhijing said a few words fluttering in his mouth: Attack and destroy the Xia Kingdom. For the future generations, it means the disappearance of millions of lives.

He once watched a show that talked about the demise of Western Xia. Later generations used a mystery when talking about this history. A regime that has existed for 100 years and nearly 200 years is actually mysterious in the eyes of posterity.

Why?

Gong Nian Huai is not a historian, but he can understand it with his toes. The reason why it is mysterious is because the Tangut people were not only destroyed by the country, but also by the tribe.

What do you mean?

That is, all the people of the Western Xia Kingdom were killed, and the books and utensils were burned and smashed, and they were dusted with light.

Later generations wanted to understand the history of the Western Xia, but there were no books recording the history of the Western Xia, and they couldn't find some antiques belonging to the Western Xia, and they couldn't even dig the ancestral graves of the Western Xia people.

And it was the Monttars who caused all this.

From Meng Zhijing's tone, Gong Nian Huai felt that it was a soldier like Meng Zhijing who guarded the border, and he didn't realize that the Mongols were more ferocious than the Jin people.

They are now holding a lively mentality, watching the Mongols destroy the Western Xia and attack the Jin State. After all, the Northern Song Dynasty and Western Xia in history stopped and stopped, and never stopped.

And the Jin State destroyed the Northern Song Dynasty, and even the two emperors were taken captive as clowns. Although in the eyes of Meng Zhijing and others, this dynasty is still called the Great Song Dynasty, but in the eyes of Gong Nian Huai, the Southern Song Dynasty is its most accurate name.

Last year, the Western Xia Kingdom was destroyed by the Mongols, and the Jin Kingdom was also about to be, and the next one was the Southern Song Dynasty.

What to do?

I want to survive in this era, and in terms of my current physical development, I have to marry a wife and have children. If you look at the normal historical process, not only your own children, but also your own life for a few more years, you will see with your own eyes the process of the Mongols destroying the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Yes, the Xia Kingdom has perished, and the Mongols have fought hard. Hehe, now that Jin Guo is taking care of himself, my Great Song can also rest and recuperate, manage it well, and fight with the Jin people in the coming days, and snow my hundred years of shame. ”

"In Brother Meng's opinion, can the Jin people resist the Mongol attack?" Gong Yi Nianhuai wanted to weigh the Southern Song Dynasty people into two catties and see what they thought of the Mongols.

Meng Zhijing blinked his eyes, and he didn't know if he could see something strange in his expression from Gong Chuan Nian Huai's words, "Brother Gong Yi seems to have some opinions about the Mongols, why don't you say it and let the younger brother know a little bit about it." ”

Alas, the door will be out of the tiger. It is not clear whether Meng Zhijing is a tiger or not, but this kind of disposition of seeing the subtleties and knowing things, Gong Nian Huai still admires it in his heart.

Of course, it may also be out of military secrecy, after all, he met Meng Zhijing in Pingshui, and he said that he was a public loser Nianhuai, and Meng Zhijing had to believe that this person with the head of a monk was a public loser Nianhuai, and he was the descendant of the public loss class. Who believes! Do you have an ID card, do you have a real estate license and a driver's license. Empty mouth and white teeth, touch the upper and lower lips, say whatever you say, don't take others for fools.

And Meng Zhijing is a Great Song Dynasty border army.