Chapter 10: The Tragedy of Shaolin (10)
In the afternoon, Zhao Jiaren and Empress Qin Yuzhen sat on a small yellow duck pedal boat, stepped on the pedals, and the chain drove the propeller behind the boat. With the sound of rushing water, the boat began to move towards Dongqian Lake. The plants in the lake no longer grow in winter, and the smell of life is gone, and the smell on the lake is refreshing and pleasant. Zhao Jiaren pedaled and felt very happy.
After walking for a while, Qin Yuzhen said, "San Lang, you pedal slowly." Look you're starting to catch your breath. ”
"Hah!" Zhao Jiaren also smiled: "I'm in my fifties, shouldn't you praise me for having such physical strength." ”
Qin Yuzhen was amused, she leaned back on the cushioned seat, pulled the blanket that was changed on her legs, and then said: "If you don't talk about muscles and bones, you are willing to do it, I won't praise you." ”
Zhao Jiaren stopped, leaned comfortably on his seat, and sighed, "Alas, it......'s hard to serve." ”
The husband and wife sat lazily in their seats, looking at the lakes and mountains of Dongqian Lake. In the third year of Tianbao in the Tang Dynasty, local officials recruited people to build a bottom to hold back water at several gaps in the mountains by the lake, and build a more extensive Dongqian Lake. The lake is 20 miles long from north to south and 10 miles from east to west, and its area is four times larger than that of West Lake. Under the clear winter sky, looking at the shadow of the mountains by the lake, it is really a lake and mountains, and the scenery is pleasant.
After resting for a while, Zhao Jiaren stepped on the pedals again, and the little yellow duck's cruise ship continued to move forward. Qin Yuzhen couldn't help but ask, "Where are you going?" ”
"I want to cross the lake." Zhao Jiaren replied.
Qin Yuzhen wanted to stop it, but she also knew that Zhao Jiaren sometimes would suddenly make a mistake, so she could only say: "...... Let's change to a cruise ship. ”
"Don't." Zhao Jiaren also came to the momentum, he replied: "I just came to feel a little bit of Fan Li and Xi Shi boating, so don't stop." ”
"Don't compare me to Shih Tzu." Qin Yuzhen immediately replied.
Zhao Jiaren was not happy to hear his wife's tone, and couldn't help but stop and look at his wife. Seeing that Qin Yuzhen's expression was indeed unhappy, he asked in surprise, "Why is this so?" I'm trying to please you. ”
"Who is Shih Tzu?" Qin Yuzhen asked.
"Big beauty?" Zhao Jiaren was a little confused about what his wife meant.
"Cut! A foxy maid of the dead country, don't compare it to me. Qin Yuzhen replied very refreshingly.
Zhao Jiaren was stunned. He didn't know whether to admit that he didn't shoot the sycophant correctly, or to praise his wife for being worthy of Her Majesty the Queen from a famous family, noble and decent. After being silent for a moment, I heard Qin Yuzhen say again: "Even if it's a comparison, compare me with the Queen Mother." ”
Zhao Jiaren blinked his eyes several times. Finally, in a subdued voice, he said: "There is a famous monster in Egyptian mythology, it is a sphinx, called the Sphinx. The Sphinx was entrenched on a cliff, and when someone passed under the cliff, it asked the question, 'The old lady and the wife fell into the water at the same time, which one do you save?' No matter what passers-by answer, they will be eaten by the Sphinx. ”
Qin Yuzhen turned her still beautiful face and asked, "Are you going to fall into the water now?" ”
"No, I didn't say anything just now. You must have heard it wrong. After speaking, Zhao Jiaren continued to start pedaling.
The husband and wife were silent for a while, and Qin Yuzhen said slowly: "It seems to me that many people here don't want to move the capital. ”
"They don't count." Zhao Jiaren exercised for a while, his breath was even out, and his voice was crisp and neat.
"Why don't you leave this matter to Da Lang to do."
"I reckon I'll live another twenty years."
“…… Is the scenery of Kaifeng good? ”
"Da Lang is in Henan, you can write to him and ask him."
"Can't the officials talk about it?"
"I'm going to concentrate on stepping on the boat, and I'm not happy."
"Angry?"
"I'm not angry. Just not happy. ”
After such a conversation, Qin Yuzhen suddenly smiled, she pressed her hand on Zhao Jiaren's hand, and asked with a smile: "Official, you haven't finished that joke just now." I'd like to hear what's next. ”
Feeling his wife's cold palm, Zhao Jiaren sang with a smile: "I won't tell you, I won't tell you......"
"If you don't say it, I don't want to hear it yet." Although Qin Yuzhen said this, she did not remove her palm.
Zhao Jiaren was silent and continued to pedal, the joke just now belonged to the cold joke of the dead house in front of the screen in the Internet era. Facing Her Majesty the Venerable Empress Qin Yuzhen, Zhao Jiaren felt that the answer of 'Oedipus' was not suitable to say it directly.
The little yellow duck boat stopped four or five hundred meters from the shore, and Zhao Jiaren held his wife's hand and stopped. The boat floated on the lake, and the escort boat followed dozens of meters away, without disturbing the official couple to be alone. This made Zhao Jiaren feel very comfortable, he liked such an empty feeling, a kind of detachment from the chaotic world.
The Great Song Dynasty official mansion is six days a week, and it is closed every Friday. The getaway--meeting lasted three weeks. As Qin Yuzhen said, when the eighteen-day vacation was coming to an end, the gang of adults recovered from the exhaustion of work, and the inertia in their hearts was also shown. Thinking of the complexity encountered in the relocation of the capital, these people are opposed in their hearts.
Sitting on the little yellow duck boat, Zhao Jiaren lit a cigarette for himself. In Zhao Jiaren's office building, there is a small archive room, which is full of letters of help and complaints written by various senior officials in their private names. In addition to a true hero like Wen Tianxiang, or a guy with strong ability to take charge like Luo Yiren, many people have asked Zhao Jiaren for extra help. Or make small reports to people who are very upset with them. If these contents are made public, I am afraid that many people who used to look like brothers will immediately draw their swords against each other.
As long as these people don't speak out against it. What the ministers of the Great Song Dynasty wanted to do, either it was done, or the ministers of power stepped down. It has always been so.
was lazily thinking about it, Zhao Jiaren heard Qin Yuzhen say: "Official, I think you still teach more about Dalang." ”
"Huh? What to teach him? Zhao Jiaren didn't understand for a while.
"I've been thinking about my mother-in-law a lot lately." Qin Yuzhen said leisurely.
“…… Oh. Zhao Jiaren suddenly understood why his wife suddenly mentioned Empress Dowager Chen.
"Everyone thinks that the emperor is not as wise and martial as the official family, and the queen mother is Meng's mother. Every time I think of Da Lang, I feel that I am too far behind the Queen Mother. When Qin Yuzhen said this, she choked up.
Zhao Jiaren can understand his wife's feelings. The husband is just an outsider anyway, just a bird in the same forest. But the child is a part of the mother, and from the perspective of anthropology and brain science, hundreds of millions of years of evolution have given the mother a region of her brain that is responsible for this part of the emotion. When the mother was pregnant, she clearly felt her body and the child in her belly. Both physically and psychologically, children are an inseparable part of the mother. If you want to cut off this connection, you have to destroy that area of the brain.
After thinking for a while, Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but preach to his wife: "The times are different. The era we grew up in was a lifeless era, as long as there was a little bit of excellence, it looked outstanding. If all the people in a country are blind, the one with one eye can be the emperor. Now that Da Song has become rapidly developing, you think Da Lang is not as outstanding as me, just because the people around him are very strong. As far as I can see, I actually have a lot of confidence in Dalang. ”
"Really?" Qin Yuzhen said in surprise.
Zhao Jiaren nodded repeatedly, "Yes." One of the good things about Da Lang is that he believes that he has to do something through his own efforts. As long as you have this heart, you can stumble and move on. As long as people are moving forward, they will not be left behind. The ones who were left behind were the ones who sat on the empty side. ”
After telling his wife this, Zhao Jiaren suddenly remembered his new arrangements for the Great Song Dynasty system. He wanted to establish a new prime minister system, which was entirely to adapt to the future development of the Great Song Dynasty. But from another point of view, this new system also makes the position of the emperor a little easier. As long as he is not a guy with an imperfect brain like Emperor Jin Hui, as long as he has received a comprehensive education, it is not easy for the emperor to make outrageous choices.
If that outrageous guy really became the emperor, it means that there is indeed something wrong with the Great Song Dynasty. Just like when Song Lizong was in power, Zhao Jiaren did not dare to think of ascending to the throne no matter what. But Song Lizong's waste adopted son Song Duzong became the crown prince, and after the loyal ministers who opposed Song Duzong as the crown prince were kicked out of the court, Zhao Jiaren's ambition swelled irrepressibly.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but sigh. He found that the so-called cycle of rise and fall was too realistic. From Zhao Jiaren's point of view, from the perspective of the Great Song Dynasty, the past nearly 20 years have been a vigorous era. But from the perspective of the previous Great Song royal family, the past twenty years have been a complete disaster.
Foreign enemies invaded, and the war was lost. The imperial court surrendered, and the royal family was exiled to the north. Even after his death, Song Lizong was dug up and his skull was cut off to make a Kalaba bowl, the magic weapon of the evil Rinpoche of Theravada Buddhism. The only lucky Empress Dowager Yang and the little emperor also became the queen mother who was forced to remarry, and the little emperor Chan Rang became the stepson of the minister Zhang Shijie. That is, Zhao Jiaren saved some face for the little emperor and let him continue to keep the surname Zhao. According to the rules, after the Empress Dowager Yang remarried, the little emperor had to follow his stepfather Zhang Shijie to change his surname to Zhang. Even the surname Zhao was deprived of him.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jiaren sighed.
"What did the official family think, why did he sigh?"
"I, I'm thinking. Children always have to leave us and start their own lives. Only the two of us will be together forever, not only in the same life, but also in the same cave. Never separate. ”
"San Lang ......" Qin Yuzhen shouted, but she couldn't say any more, tears rolled out.
Zhao Jiaren originally just wanted to hide his thoughts, but he didn't expect to say something casually, but it made his wife cry. Zhao Jiaren hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe his wife's face, and at the same time persuaded: "Don't cry, don't cry." What a little girl, she cried her face like this. ”
waited for Zhao Jiaren to finally persuade his wife, and then stepped on the boat back to the shore. As soon as he landed on the shore, he was surrounded by everyone. Zhao Jiaren found that his cold imperial heart was restored. He has decided that he must do a good job of moving the capital, and he will never let those ministers do anything wrong.
The first thing Zhao Jiaren remembered was Songshan Mountain, not far from Kaifeng, where a group of monks who occupied the mountain as kings were entrenched. These monks also claimed to be the world's martial arts out of Shaolin. After calling the secretary, Zhao Jiaren said: "Send a report to Yang Tiexin, let him exterminate these underworld bullies in Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, and he must return the people of Songshan to a bright future." ”
The secretary took note of the contents and hurried to deliver the report. Zhao Jiaren took Empress Qin's hand and walked towards the residence. Stay for two more days and the vacation will be over. When the officials of the Great Song Dynasty returned to Hangzhou en masse, it was the beginning of the relocation of the capital of the Great Song Dynasty. At this time, the moon has risen, and Dongqian Lake is sparkling under the moonlight, and it looks very cold.
Looking up at the moon in the sky, the great monk Zhishen felt very cold. There is a spring water on the top of Shao Mur Mountain, and the monks bring dry food, so that they will not die of thirst and starvation. But the feeling of disillusionment hung over him heavily. The bright moonlight and mountain wind gave the great monk Zhishen the illusion that he was about to be frozen to death by the moonlight.
Looking down from the top of the mountain, the campfire at the bottom of the mountain is small. Every bonfire means that there is a Song army over there, and the bonfire seals all the mountain roads in Shaomu Mountain, so that the great monk Zhishen cannot find a way to escape. The government has sent people to persuade them to surrender and tell the great monk Zhishen that if they do not surrender, the official army will kill the monks who fled here tomorrow on the top of Shaomur Mountain.
Thinking of the long gambling battle before, the great monk Zhishen no longer had the courage to resist. Shaolin Temple is really inferior to those Song Jun.
At that moment, footsteps sounded behind me. When I turned my head, it was the great monk of Zhikong. Zhikong came to Zhishen's side and asked anxiously, "What should I do?" ”
"Didn't you lead people to find those paths? Can't get through? Zhishen asked.
Zhikong shook his head heavily, "The government is strictly guarding over there, and those who go down have been arrested by the official army." ”
Hearing this, the great monk Zhishen was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Are you willing to sacrifice your life for the Buddha?" ”
“…… Do you want to fight to the death with the officers and soldiers? The voice of the great monk Zhikong was full of panic.
"For the sake of Buddhism, for the sake of Shaolin's incense, what is this?" The great monk Zhishen said firmly.
The Great Monk of Zhikong thought for a while, hesitated and said, "This ...... Buddhism pays attention to the people, and fights to the death with the government, which seems to be inconsistent with Buddhism. ”
"Nope. In order to promote Buddhism, continue the incense of Shaolin. Sacrificing one's life to feed tigers is also a last resort. The tone of the great monk Zhishen was a little calm.
The great monk of Zhikong shuddered greatly by this attitude. Without waiting for him to speak, he saw the Great Monk Zhishen suddenly take two steps forward, and with a big move, it hit the chest and abdomen of the Great Monk Zhikong. The great monk Zhikong didn't expect the great monk Zhishen to suddenly attack, and he was slapped firmly, and the whole person was knocked to the ground.
"Tie up!" The great monk Zhishen shouted. A few monks immediately rushed up next to him and tied up the great monk Zhishen.
Don't look at Zhikong who was struggling in pain on the ground, the great monk Zhishen said: "Go, arrest all Zhikong's henchmen." ”
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