Baghdad in April 343 of the Great Song Dynasty

Cicelius, the lieutenant general of the Roman expeditionary corps, lowered his binoculars, and the banner at the head of Baghdad was neither the banner of the slave dynasty nor the traditional banner of the True God Cult. The Cultists of the True God in the city drove out the officials who had been left in Baghdad by the defeated Slave Dynasty, and the local Vajin vassals who had been dependent on the Slave Dynasty did not submit to the Mongols of Damascus, but raised their banners.

Every time, Cicelius only felt irritable in his heart. Every city where the True God cultists entrenched has experienced rebellion, self-reliance, defeat, and surrender. On the contrary, those areas dominated by the Mongols either fled when they saw that the situation was not right, or they turned their heads and bowed.

The war between the two rivers lasted for three years, and the bloody battles made Cicelius change from the adjutant general of the corps to the deputy general of the corps, but Cicelius only looked forward to ending the war as soon as possible and returning home.

"Report, General. Hao Kang Khan has issued an order to raise the account! "The herald who came rushing in brought the latest news.

May 344, Great Song Dynasty, Greenwald

The long days begin at 3 a.m. and at 7 p.m., the quagmire of the battlefield is mixed with people from all walks of life. The Teutonic Knights, the core of the Tenth Crusade, themselves came from the Euro-Brazilian countries, and in addition to the Teutonic Knights' banners, knights from Sweden, Denmark, England, the Holy Roman Empire, the Czech Republic, Lithuania, Poland, France, Spain, and other countries also waved their own flags.

The Crusader knights were dressed in steel armor bought from the trade channels of the Eastern Mediterranean, and armed with a variety of stainless steel weapons. In the squad battle, the Knights of the Yuan Kingdom under the command of the mother-killer Hao Rui were constantly defeated and killed. The Knights of the Yuan Kingdom did not collapse under such casualties, and they were also constantly killing the Crusaders on this battlefield that was boiling like a cauldron.

The armies on both sides are bleeding and withering, and according to the current ratio of numbers, the battle between the Knights of the Eighty Thousand Yuan Kingdom and the Seventy Thousand Crusaders will end in a crushing victory for the Yuan Kingdom. The last reserves of the Crusaders had also appeared on the edge of the battlefield, and they had finally found an opportunity to fight a decisive battle with the Yuan Knights far from Warsaw, if they could not win here, the Tenth Crusade would fail, and the Yuan would completely occupy Poland, thus threatening the Baltics.

The knights fell to their knees and accepted the bishops' blessings. A considerable number of knights from the countries of Eurobasi, as well as most of the freers, were gathered here. As the last of the reserves crossed the White Iron artillery positions, which had already ceased shelling, and fought into the battlefield, the last of the Crusaders' forces entered the reserves. It was a local Polish peasant, they didn't have any armor, they only had forks and wooden guns and stuff like that.

It was now four hours before dark, and the lords of the lands were leading their people to receive the blessings of the bishops who had never had the opportunity to face them before, and in another hour, the peasants would be thrown into battle for the glory of the Lord. Using the numerical advantage of nearly 100,000 people to put the last pressure on the knights of the Yuan Kingdom.

The Grand Master of the Teutonic Knights had been in command of the battlefield for a long time, and at this time, the Grand Master who had woken up from a nap in the rear led his guards to a small high ground near the battlefield, where he could look farther away. A few hours ago, it had already been said that at the end of the plain there seemed to be a moving black line, an ominous black line. Several waves of scouts were sent in succession, but there was no news, and the uneasiness in the heart of the Grand Master became heavier and heavier.

The black line became more and more obvious, and Grand Master only felt his heart beat violently. He picked up the binoculars and looked at them for a moment, then shouted to the adjutant beside him: "Let those peasants attack immediately, immediately!" ”

Although he still can't see what the black line is, the Grand Master already believes that those people are definitely not friendly forces!

June 345, Damascus

The smell of the port used to be much better, but recently with the arrival of a large number of slaves, the smell has become unpleasant again. The True God captives rushed to the platforms like cattle, and the auctioneers pulled their throats to sell their wares.

These male slaves were in good health, and the female slaves were good-looking. There were also a lot of young slaves, and girls were better off selling. Boys also sold well, and many bishops from the Church of Eurobasia only bought boys.

Older slaves of forty years of age and over were sold poorly, and each batch of slaves was sold out of adult and infant slaves before it was their turn to be seen. This time it was a little different, a buyer walked up to the circle of people enclosing elderly slaves and ordered the seller to open the fence gate. He looked over one by one, and when he saw something pleasing to the eye, he whipped it twice with the leather whip in his hand. When the slaves did not resist or dodge, the buyer could not help but curse in the eastern Roman accent.

In the end, he chose an old slave and bought it at a very low price. When the old slaves strung with ropes were shackled and escorted onto the ship, the slave traders who had dealings with them laughed and said, "Great good man of Wells, you have come to pick up the leak again." ”

Adult and juvenile slaves who could not be sold for a while could survive until the next big auction or be transported to other markets to sell. Older slaves often don't survive, so although the 'Wells Great Good Man' is mostly ridiculed in the slave market, it may not be without the slightest truth.

Visl casually chatted with the slave traders, but said nothing. He despised the ignorance of these guys, and after learning kinesiology with the athletes, Wells suddenly became enlightened. Since slaves who go down to the pit will die of labor in a year or two, why buy slaves who look young and strong, but are expensive.

As long as you know kinematics, you can judge the athletic ability of slaves by their reactions when they are whipped. With the same investment, Wells made two or even three times as much money as the other eastern nobles who used mine slaves. There were a few elderly slaves who even worked in the pits for three years. Forty-year-olds have the experience accumulated over so many years of life, but they are more useful.

Those slave traders who have no knowledge can only watch the excitement, and only by studying seriously and constantly studying can they see through the doorway, and then earn profits that others can't imagine.

April 347, Constantinople

Sheila was re-elected as a senator, nine years after she was last elected as a senator. Sheila has no regrets, and her four children are the greatest treasure of her life. Even if you earn the wealth of the sky, without these rabbit cubs to inherit it, what is the point of those riches? Another thing that surprised Sheila was that as a mother, she received more support, especially from women. Sheila always thought that voters liked little girls.

Her husband, Patrick, rushed in briskly from outside, and when he saw Sheila surrounded by children, he tried to calm down and said, "The Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty has returned to heaven?" ”

Sheila subconsciously hugged the youngest child in her arms, and she felt so weak that she almost didn't even hold the child.

In April 354 of the Great Song Dynasty, Kaifeng

Zhao Qian, the official family of the Great Song Dynasty and the head of the school, listened to the report of the Minister of Finance with a grim expression, "Official, at present, a large number of factories are under-employed, wages cannot be paid, and prices fluctuate greatly, which is ...... This is the economic crisis that the emperor said! ”

The other ministers did not look better than the finance minister, and the economy has been getting worse and worse in recent years. With the temporary end of the construction of the Great Song Railway, a considerable part of the highway construction has also been completed, and the Great Song Dynasty, which was once so hot that it seems that money everywhere suddenly began to slump.

After the Minister of Finance finished speaking, other ministers also spoke. Everyone felt a lot of pressure, and the core of what was said was the same.

"Those factories that are still clinging to the steam engine, where is anyone willing to go. The emperor did talk about the economic crisis, and the emperor also talked about the average social labor productivity! Because I am worried about the risk, I hold on to the old equipment and old technology, if the emperor led us to use a big sword and spear to deal with Mongolia, and the restoration of China does not know that we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey! Just because you are afraid of difficulties, you don't need to use the weapon in your hand, what about your learning spirit? The vice president of the Great Song Society scolded loudly, because no one spoke in the conference room, so it sounded extraordinarily loud.

In November 368 of the Great Song Dynasty, Kaifeng

The cold winter wind blew down the yellow gold digger registration posters on the walls, tumbling and fluttering all the way, and finally landed at the feet of the Emperor Zhao Qian. Zhao Qian, who was walking on the boulevard, didn't notice this, he stepped on the poster and said to his son who was following him: "You have succeeded to the throne, what are you going to do first?" ”

"I thought that the allocation of funds in the Great Song Dynasty was not reasonable, and my father and grandfather had already opened a navigation guild when they were in Fuzhou, which greatly used the capital. I think it is necessary to set up the capital market more effectively and use the capital market to regulate and invest funds in new enterprises. Eliminate old enterprises. ”

"Humph! Have you ever seen that your Azu has clear regulations on the dividends of each ship. 20% of them had to be left to the sailors on board. In addition to their salaries, sailors also have this part of the bonus to receive. Sailors just don't have the money to put into it, and they can make a good living on their salaries alone. If someone wants to deduct the sailor's salary by using the dividend, he will definitely not be spared. ”

"Father, that's just a means of management. I'm talking about the management system. ”

"I know what those people said to you." Zhao Qian's voice was very serious, "Your ancestor repeatedly taught me before his death to stand with the people. Who are you going to stand with? ”

November 398, Hangzhou

"The Zhao family is immoral, perverse, where is there still the slightest appearance of Zhao Jiaren's official family! When the violence is eliminated and the evil is saved, China is saved. ”

"Just make him abdicate, if you cut off the official bloodline, the People's House will not agree!"

In May 400 of the Great Song Dynasty, Kaifeng

"The traitors plotted to usurp the throne and actually tried to overthrow the court, and the crime is unforgivable! All shots. The Lok Sabha was full of traitors and was dissolved on the same day. ”

"Official, no. The House of the People strives to ensure the safety of the official family, so that the official family can destroy the traitors......"

"Enough! They didn't do it for me, they were afraid that if I fought back, they would go with the traitors and be killed together. ”

"Official, the House of the People was established by the Holy Ancestor and is where my Zhao and Song Dynasty laws are located. It must not be abolished. ”

"The whole world is not the king's land, and the shore of the land is not the king's minister. These people have forgotten the merits of the Holy Ancestor and their duty as subordinates. What is the use of keeping such people? Abolish the Lok Sabha and establish a parliament. Members of parliament must first take an oath and be the only one loyal to the official family of the Great Song Dynasty! ”

In June 470, the Great Song Dynasty

The sweet voice of the announcer came from the radio in the taxi, "By the decision of the parliament, the Zhao and Song official families will be abolished, the imperial system will be abolished, and a republic will be established...... Based on the spirit of republicanism, the officials of the Zhao and Song dynasties were deprived of political power ......"

The taxi passed by the street, and a group of jubilant people in the nearby bookstore were moving out a large number of books and piling them on the sidewalk by the side of the road, and someone poured gasoline on them and threw a torch into it. Before long, the flames rose and the stacks of books burned. Except for Zhao Jiaren, there are no special books handed down by the Zhao official family in the past dynasties. Black smoke and flames rose, and the political power of the Zhao officials burned and turned into ashes.

Not long after walking forward, the taxi driver frowned slightly. Someone in front was shoveling signs, blocking the road. The car was forced to stop, and only the historic slogan was left: 'For...... The word 'service' hasn't been eradicated yet. There is not much left of the slogans of the Zhao Jiaren era, and in order to cleanse the mark of tyranny, there are not many slogans left that are suffering the final destruction.

June 495, Donghae-gun, North Fuso Province

The horses all had clubs in their hands and swung them at the people in the street. The unarmed men in the street were instantly scattered by the horse caravan and the wounded were all over the ground.

A few hours later, more than a dozen young men with bruised noses and swollen faces were thrown into the prison's makeshift detention room. It was a large cage-like place surrounded by an iron fence, and there were already a dozen guys in it who didn't look good. The police gave the men a look, locked the door, and walked away.

Those who had arrived early were ready to beat up the young men and looked at their eldest brother. It was a stout man with tattoos. The man stood up, and a fierce air was immediately displayed. Young people don't have this kind of experience, and most of them get nervous. One of them, however, came to the front of everyone, and saw that he was sturdy and looked very capable.

A gangster felt that he couldn't accept that his momentum was being suppressed, and he had to do it when he came up. The tall young man kicked the thug to the side with a swift kick. The thugs were shocked at this time, and they all looked at the strong man when they retreated. The strong man doesn't talk nonsense, he starts when he comes up, and he sees that he has sharp moves and is a practitioner. The tall young man fought with all his might, and he didn't fall behind at all. After ten moves, the strong man suddenly took a few steps back and asked, "Who are you Liu Hezi?" ”

"Do you know my master?"

Hearing the tall young man say this, the strong man snorted coldly, "Hmph, if he were your master, you would have to call me Uncle Sheng." ”

It didn't take long for the young people to scream. The people outside heard the screams and came in, saw the thugs beating up the young man, shouted "stop fighting, and then went out and pretended not to see." ”

After the play was finished, the strong man waited for the play to finish and asked, "Liu Hezi's disciples don't accept the poor, how can you mix with these people." During this time, I have beaten a lot of people like you who have been arrested, but they are not rich and noble children. ”

"We believe in Mr. Ma's theory."

"Is it the one who claims to have inherited what Emperor Zhao Jiagou is?"

"Those people are just slandering that Zhao Jiaren is not a dog emperor. Mr. Ma is from the Song Dynasty, where did his ancestors come from, and what does it have to do with him? ”

The strong man was angry, "Boy, I didn't do it for the sake of my peers." If you say any more, I'm going to beat you up. What Zhao Guan's family, Mr. Ma, what they said is bullshit. If there really is a means to save the world, why is one being treated as a dog emperor and the other being scolded to death. There is a bullshit literati who said that only the victors can write history. If they're really good, show me the win! ”

In the face of the inexplicably angry 'uncle', the young man was not afraid or angry, he replied seriously: "I don't want to comment on whether they have failed or not." But this time, the people will definitely win. ”

Looking at the fierce and vicious appearance of the strong man and the gangsters, the other students couldn't help but persuade: "Lao Li, talk less." ”

The young man, known as 'Lao Li', shook his head slightly and continued: "The people will definitely win, and I believe that the people can do it this time!" ”

(End of book)