The good men who are famous outside the Donghua Gate are naturally indispensable to serve the country and protect the Great Song Dynasty. But that's a minority of the minority. The entire Great Song Dynasty was reading the books of sages, and there were always two or three million scholars who wanted to take the entrance examination. These are the elites and pride of the whole nation -- the number of these elites is only about the same as the total number of Mongolian athletes!

And the scholars who can go to Lin'an to participate in the examination are the elite of the elite and the proud of the proud. However, there are only five or six hundred people who are selected for a scientific examination, and the vast majority of those who are gloomy are -- and the vast majority of them, even if they participate in the imperial examination all their lives, do not necessarily have the day of high school. The number of civil officials who were born on the right path in the Song Dynasty Imperial Examination is only more than 10,000 people, accounting for only one of the two or three hundred of the number of scholars! What are the vast majority of the rest doing?

Today, it is only the 13th century, and the civil state, the people's state, the nation-state, and so on are all extravagant. All countries in the world, whether strong or weak, belong to a small group of elites. Either the king and the scholar share the world, or the king shares the world with the samurai, the knight, or some other kind of warrior. And in this country, what can be expected if the people who can share it can't stand up and defend it?

Counting on the farmer or counting on the petty burghers? Is it really as Gu Yanwu said, if the world rises and falls, is it the responsibility of the husband? It's just that if the millions of scholars who read the book of Confucius and Mencius all over the world have fulfilled their responsibilities, how can the world be in danger of overturning? When the world was in danger of overturning, and many of the high-ranking scholars and doctors had taken refuge in the Tartars as pawns, did they think that it was a little late for the puppeteers?

And for these farmers and petty traders, what does it matter who is the emperor? It's nothing more than a change of personal tax......

The scholars in the room were silent, and no one was interested in chanting poetry, but just cast complicated eyes on Chen Dexing's tall and burly torso.

I don't know how long it took before I heard someone smile faintly and said, "Chen Gongwei, do you want us scholars to fight?" ”

Can't the scholars fight? Chen Dexing turned his head to look at the person who spoke, another handsome son, thirty years old, gentle and elegant, with a jade tree in the wind, and five locks of beard under his chin, moving lightly with the wind, chic and elegant, and his tone of voice was also upright and peaceful.

"In the Lower Taiping Zhou Zhenyan," this good boy bowed his hand to Chen Dexing very gracefully, and said with a smile, "Please consult Chen Gongwei, those of us who study, if you don't learn martial arts and the art of war, you can't go to the battlefield, if you can't go to high school, how can you serve the country?" ”

The elite of a country, who has been in troubled times for more than 100 years, has not yet practiced martial arts and the art of war......

The scholars below all whispered: "Isn't it possible that our scholars should abandon the etiquette of the article and learn the bow, saber and gun?" ”

Chen Dexing sneered in his heart, you people are too old, your muscles and bones are hard, even learning martial arts is also a crop style, just like that Kong Xiucai...... Learning martial arts is also something that starts with a baby.

Chen Dexing smiled lightly, looked at Zhou Zhenyan and said, "Brother Zhou thinks that there is no other way to serve the country except to go to the battlefield and be an official?" ”

Chen Dexing stood with his hands in his hands, his expression indescribably gloomy.

"My brother has traveled to Lin'an these days, and everything he sees and hears is a peaceful scene...... It seems that this troubled era stops in the north of the Yangtze River and has nothing to do with the tens of millions of people in the south of the Yangtze River. I don't know how many people in the south of the Yangtze River know the suffering of the soldiers in Sichuan, Jinghu, and Lianghuai, know how the northern captives are cruel, how they slaughter the city, how they kill us Han people like animals, and know that the Han people in the northern region live a life that is inferior to pigs and dogs under the iron hooves of the Tatars...... For the Han people in the Northland, it is not the country that dies, but the world! Brother said a heart-wrenching word, if it was the Song Dynasty official army that was defeated in front of the Yangtze Bridge last year, the suffering of the world should fall on every Han person, including everyone here, no one can be spared! ”

The brows of several scholars in the room suddenly twisted into a ball, and they wanted to open their mouths to scold, but they couldn't speak. They are not fools, how can they not understand that now is an extraordinary time, and a martial artist like Chen Dexing who can fight is really valuable...... Even if the imperial historian reports what Chen Dexing said today to the official family, at most, he will not send it, and the official family will settle accounts with him, and he will have to wait until he has repelled the northern army!

Moreover, what Chen Dexing said is also true! If last year's Lianghuai Battle was won by the Beiyu, now I am afraid that there will be no Spring Drama, and the big guy will not even have a chance to be an official.

"Chen Gongwei, do you mean that our scholars should go to the official family to write and war?" Wen Tianxiang frowned and asked.

"Books?" Chen Dexing looked at Wen Tianxiang, who was upright, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Brother Wenshan, shouldn't you think that the official family doesn't know the difficulties of Jiangbei and the suffering of the north?" ”

He paused, and his tone suddenly increased, "I think that it is not the official family that needs to know that the national disaster is coming, and it is not the official family that needs to know that the country will be ruined, but the tens of millions of people in our Great Song Dynasty, and the millions of Li people in this prosperous Lin'an City!" Let the people know how many cities and how many villages were slaughtered by the Mongol Tatars during the war in the north, and the hundreds of millions of people in the north were killed by these beasts and beasts, and the remaining one was driven to the battlefield to fight and die with our soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty...... In fact, this is to exterminate the Han people in the north and turn the great rivers and mountains of the Han people into a pasture for their Mongols to graze horses and sheep! If these beasts are allowed to go to Jiangnan, Jiangnan will be bleeding into the sea! ”

"Chen Gongwei, what do you want to ......" Wen Tianxiang held his beard and looked at Chen Dexing with some uncertainty, he knew the cruelty of the Mongols, but what Chen Dexing said now seemed to be a little excessive. Moreover, if the officials know about this kind of thing, the officials know it, and the scholars of the world know it, let the people know it......

"Wake up the people, let hundreds of millions of people all over the world know that the Mongolian Tatars are going to kill my race, cut off my blood, and slaughter hundreds of millions of living beings in the south of the Yangtze River!" Chen Dexing's eyes swept over every scholar present, "Isn't this kind of thing something that a scholar who has read the books of sages should do and can do?" ”

Yes, you don't have to go to the front line to kill the Tartars, you can always put your mouth cannon in your mouth, right?

Lu Xiufu shook his head and said, "How do you say it?" You can't let me wait for the people to read and shout all over the street, right? ”

"You can run a tabloid!"

Chen Dexing said loudly, "There are so many tabloids in Lin'an City, so I know that we will publish some eye-catching articles indiscriminately, why don't we run a few tabloids dedicated to telling the story of how the Beiyu are murderous?" Why can't you tell the people, in the face of the northern captives, they can only fight to the death, and there is no way to bend their knees to survive, even if they bend their knees, it is impossible to survive for long, and when the northern captives level the south of the Yangtze River, they will slaughter hundreds of millions of Han people!

We can also tell the people that the northern Tatars are all demons of the underworld, and they are here to slaughter hundreds of millions of Han people in our world. And we Han people are protected by the heavenly court, as long as they stand up and fight, even if they die in battle, their souls can ascend to heaven and rank in the immortal class, if they betray the country and surrender, they will go to the eighteenth layer of hell in the future, and they will never be able to live forever! ”