"Someone from the Mongolian embassy asking to see me?" Xiong Shangshu repeated the words of the staff of the Ministry of Rites.

"Exactly. Someone from the Mongolian embassy asked to see Shangshu. The Ministry of Rites staff replied.

Let him wait outside! Xiong Shangshu really wanted to sprinkle the evil fire in his heart on the heads of the Mongols. But in the end, he didn't say this, and Xiong Sheng said, "Let him in." ”

Not long after, hearing that the staff of the Mongolian embassy wanted to make an appointment to meet, Xiong Sheng couldn't help but smile and said, "How about 10 o'clock tomorrow morning?" ”

Send this one away. Xiong Sheng wanted to pick up the pen again and continue the work that had just been delayed. However, the hand reached for the brush several times, but could not pick up the barrel again. Let the Ministry of Rites, who was born as a Jinshi, still write articles, and naturally come casually. Although there are some things written on the paper now, except for some things that have long been said in the Great Song Dynasty that they don't need to use their brains, Xiong Sheng has not written anything new at all.

Annoyed in his heart, Xiong Sheng no longer finished Taiwei Zhao's proposition composition, he grabbed his pen and wrote casually, "Since it was Taiwei's idea, I asked Taiwei to write it by himself." This passage touched Xiong Shang's sincerity, and he immediately wrote a critical and satirical article. In the Great Song Dynasty, it was common to use all kinds of rare celestial appearances to scold the official family, and it was even more common to ridicule 'Taiwei Zhao'.

After writing the thousand-character text, Xiong Shangshu put down his pen and breathed a long sigh of relief. Picking up this article and reading it again and again, Xiong Shangshu was very satisfied with his writing skills. The article begins with the comet Jingtian in the era of Song Lizong, and Xiong Shang accused Song Lizong at that time of ignoring scholars and using his brother-in-law Jia Nidao to implement the reform of public fields. Even though he was warned by the heavens of the comet, Song Lizong was still unmoved and insisted on the reform of public fields. This led to the tragedy of the Mongols moving south.

After that, Song Duzong and Emperor Song both continued the wrong policy, ignored all kinds of warnings, and failed to discover the traitorous ministers hidden in the court, which eventually led to the tragedy of Lin'an's surrender. After that, the petty officials who have now been forced to abdicate the throne are young and ignorant, and the queen mother is mediocre and cowardly, and she is unable to unite the scholars to fight to the death against the great traitors and evils in the court.

At the end of the article, Xiong Shangshu solemnly warned Zhao Taiwei...... Since he is confused by the holy will, he does not know what to rely on, and he does not take him as an enemy and less as a virtue, and does not take him as a sin and takes it as a merit, so the hope of heaven is lonely to His Majesty, and it becomes strange, and the hope of people is to look at His Majesty, and resentment is formed......

Seeing this, Xiong Shangshu was full of excitement and gave himself a big thumbs up. Writing essays like this is the attitude that Da Song should have! What opposes feudal superstition, what is the concept of nation-building, and what is doing practical things to tell the truth.

Damn! Before Taiwei Zhao became an official, he was an alternative among the Great Song scholars, using various cool official methods to gain credit and accumulate capital. After becoming an official, he simply rebelled! The mandate of heaven rotates, and Taiwei Zhao is only the mandate of heaven when he is an official. However, Taiwei Zhao was so perverse, he actually had the idea of winning the sky with people, and he was really carried away.

Carefully folded this article and put it away, Xiong Shangshu felt that his thoughts were full of satisfaction. Whatever tasks are given to him, whatever ideas and struggles are on the side. Xiong Shangshu took out the latest housing report and prepared to pick a set of them that would satisfy him. The construction of Hangzhou New City has reached the harvest stage, and a large number of houses will be put into use. There are not only residential buildings, but also new offices for various ministries. Those three-story buildings looked much more comfortable than the current bungalow courtyards.

After Hao Ren got the news from the Ministry of Rites, he began to prepare. I first went to the fountain, picked up a handful of water with my hand and drank it, only to feel that the water was clear and cold, and there was no peculiar smell. Most of them lack good well water, and the water quality of those rivers is not commendable. Hao Ren has gradually liked to live in Xiaotangshan, or live in a big house on Yuquan Mountain. At least you can drink the mountain spring of Ganlin over there. If the situation of the Song Kingdom can be imitated in Dadu, and a large overhead canal can be used to divert water, the quality of life in Dadu can also be greatly improved.

Tasted the tap water. Hao Ren Wanhu began to prepare to go out for a ride. He didn't move much along the way, and he was still walking by water, and his muscles and bones were like rust. If you can ride the horse pier, it should make your body comfortable. Whether it was raining outside or not, Hao Ren Wanhu didn't particularly care. There are not so many vegetation forests in the Mongolian steppes that can shelter from the wind and rain, and it is common for Mongolian men to move forward in the rain and snow, and it is because of this that they create a strong Mongolian cavalry. Compared with the rain in Mongolia, the rain in Jiangnan is not particularly intense.

The horses were prepared quickly, there were four horses in the Dayuan Embassy, and Wu Li Buhuachi personally accompanied Hao Ren Wanhu out together. Originally, Hao Ren thought that there were not too many people on the streets of Hangzhou when it rained, at least in most of them. However, on the streets of Hangzhou, shops were opened, and in addition to people carrying building materials, there were also many people wearing overalls.

Looking condescendingly at the energetic Hangzhou, Hao Ren asked Uri Buhuachi in Mongolia, "What is the special news recently?" ”

"Special news? I heard that Empress Dowager Yang's brother Yang Liangjie tried to contact someone to overthrow Taiwei Zhao, is this special news? ”

"Oh? The result? Hao Ren was very interested in this.

The result was that Yang Liangjie was arrested. But the death penalty was not imposed. He was sentenced to three years in prison for the crime of disturbing public order and sent to Jiangxi for labor reform. ”

"Labor reform?" Hao Ren felt that the new term of the Great Song Dynasty was becoming more and more interesting.

"It's hard labor, and it's been renamed." Uri replied.

"Anything else?"

"Everything else is a trifle. The trade between the Song Kingdom and Tianzhu and other places hit a new high. Oh, and one more thing, the price of silk in the Song Kingdom has risen. Now I heard that the Song Kingdom would sell 200,000 pieces of silk and 500,000 pieces of cloth to Tianzhuyang every year. The price of spices is rolling down. In the past, the price of tea in the Song Kingdom was not cheap, but since the Song Kingdom opened a tea garden in Sinhala, the price of tea has now fallen to half of what it used to be. ”

Hao Ren's brows furrowed, the feeling of these news in Dadu was incredible, and he asked suspiciously: "Are there so many spices and tea leaves in the Song Kingdom that they can't be used up?" ”

"I don't know that." Uri didn't know what was going on. The commodity price of the Great Song Dynasty is a falling word, and it has fallen a lot. According to the current method of falling, Uri does not spend money and doubts that the merchant who sells things will go bankrupt. This is a direct halving downward trend. According to the practice of the Mongols, they did so only when they dumped what they were completely useless.

While speaking, Wu Li Buhuachi suddenly stopped Hao Ren, "Wanhu, stop first." ”

Hao Ren reined in the horses. Just when I didn't know what was going on, I saw some people wearing similar official uniforms at the corner of the street in front of me, and Uri Buhuachi seemed to be trying to avoid these people. Not only Hao Ren, but also pedestrians on the street were temporarily stopped. Then a group of hairy children streamed out from the gate of a compound.

Just looked at it for a moment, and Hao Ren was stunned. He asked Wu Li Buhua Chi in surprise, "Are these all child soldiers of the Song Kingdom?" ”

"They are Song students."

"Students?"

"It's the students of Song Guo School."

"But this queue, no matter how you look at it, is well-trained."

Wu Li Buhua's tone was not surprised, and he could fully understand Hao Ren Wanhu's surprise in his heart, "They practice twice a day in the morning and afternoon at school, and they have to walk like this every day at noon and after school in the afternoon. It's a matter of habit. ”

Hao Ren Wanhu was stunned. He is also a million households, and he has a deep understanding of military affairs. At first glance, these dolls are not the kind of people on horseback in Mongolia, and they are not good at horseback riding. However, with their neat outfits, unified backpacks, and complete queues, the marching level of these dolls is stronger than that of the Mongol signing army. These people are now only six or seven to eleven or twelve years old, and in a few years, they will be able to carry guns and fight.

The huge flow of people is only ten minutes away. Hao Ren looked at the backs of the dolls who were heading everywhere, they were holding various umbrellas, making the queue a little scattered, but they could maintain the queue without being urged. If the Mongol army encounters such a situation, God knows what will happen.

The body that originally felt stiff because of the boat ride suddenly felt hot, and when those who managed the road evacuated, Hao Ren immediately urged the horse forward, he wanted to catch up with a group of dolls to see. Wu Li Buhuachi hurriedly grabbed Hao Ren, "Wanhu, let's just follow behind." Those students are actually quite naughty. Let's not get into trouble. ”

Hao Ren knew that this suggestion was quite reliable, but he still had the urge to gallop past this group of dolls marching like an army. These dolls are the future of Da Song, and they are also the opponents that Hao Ren will face in the future. However, a group of people wearing flying fish suits appeared on the street, and looking at the weapons on the waists of those people, Hao Ren barely suppressed his impulse. This is Hangzhou and not Dadu, and the Song people will not look up to the Mongols in the same way. Perhaps here there will be the possibility that the Song people will kill the Mongols and only pay a donkey.

This time the horses rode down, Hao Ren and the others not only took a turn in Hangzhou, but also ran to the big reservoir next to Hangzhou before dark. On a rainy day, no one went to play, and Hao Ren and the others crossed the road in the two-mile-wide forest belt, and the feeling of no one in front and behind made the Mongols feel a little hairy. And the vast lake made Hao Ren feel happy.

When I returned to Hangzhou after dark, I saw candles lit by businesses on both sides of the street, and lights were shining through the windows of the three-story buildings. This feeling of warmth dilutes the oppressive feeling of seeing the student ranks.

Cold and hungry, Hao Ren returned to the embassy, comfortably ate a hot meal, took a hot bath, and finally fell asleep on the bed. In the dream, Hao Ren Wanhu galloped on the streets of Hangzhou, and the huge hooves of the horses stepped on the stagnant water, splashing countless splashes and wetting the people of the Song Kingdom on both sides of the street. That joy made Hao Ren Wanhu wake up from his dream. He rolled over, wrapped himself tightly under the covers, and fell asleep again a moment later.