Since it was determined that he would go to Xiangyang, Zhao Jiaren did not hesitate. He didn't even go back to his parents' house after leaving Jia Rudao, but slept in a commercial base for the night, and went to his parents' house to meet him the next day.

Dad Zhao Zhizhuo is in his sixties at this time, and he is waiting for this year's Zhishi. Because of his age, now he has a name in the Ministry of Rites, and whether he goes or not will not affect the normal operation of the Ministry of Rites. Seeing the most promising third son in the family suddenly appeared, the old man was quite surprised.

Mrs. Zhao's face was happy at first, but after a while, it quickly turned into worry, she took Zhao Jiaren's hand and sighed: "You are going to fight again this time, but you must be careful." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Jiaren and Zhao Zhizhuo both made surprised sounds.

Zhao Jiaren never expected that the old lady could see the problem at a glance, but Zhao Zhizhuo didn't understand why his wife would say such a thing.

The truth of the matter was determined from her son's expression, and Mrs. Zhao's eyes turned red. Trying to calm her emotions, Mrs. Zhao wiped away her tears and forcibly squeezed out a smile, "San Lang, you are shallow." Whatever is in your heart, you can immediately see it on your face. You look exactly the same now as you did before you went to Ezhou to fight, and others say that the generals are happy and angry, how can you lead good soldiers? ”

Looking at his son's acquiescing expression, Zhao Zhizhuo was sure that his wife was not talking nonsense, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Doesn't Jia Rudao know how to cherish the minister? Not only is he forced to pay money and food every day, but now he is also allowed to go into battle to kill the enemy! Where is this truth! ”

Facing his father's anger, Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but retort, "Dad, I am willing to go to Xiangyang to relieve the siege." If I resolutely refuse to go, and threaten me with money and food, Jia Rudao will dare to force me into battle. ”

Even if his son explained, Zhao Zhizhuo was still angry, "Then you will go into battle obediently?" ”

Without waiting for Zhao Jiaren to answer, Mrs. Zhao spoke, "The country is in trouble, and everyone is stuck at home and can't help?" ”

Being robbed of his wife like this, Zhao Zhi's angry eyes widened, he raised his hand and pointed at Mrs. Zhao, but he didn't know how to refute.

Seeing that his family was tossed to such an extent, Zhao Jiaren couldn't help but regret coming home. But after arguing together, he also knew that there was nothing to say. So Zhao Jiaren fled in a hurry on the grounds that he was busy with military affairs, completely ignoring how much his father and mother in the family would quarrel over Zhao Jiaren's leading army.

Leaving his parents' house, Zhao Jiaren rushed back to Fuzhou by boat. When he arrived at his home, Zhao Jiaren had to tell his wife that he was going to lead the army. Then Zhao Jiaren saw the smile disappear from his wife's face, saw his wife's already fair skin become whiter, saw his wife's eyes red, and saw his wife crying.

Zhao Jiaren can slip away from his parents, but he can't leave his wife at home and leave. He could only say with a straight face: "The court has issued an order, I must go." ”

forcibly notified the family, and Zhao Jiaren felt very uncomfortable in his heart. In all fairness, he didn't want to upset his wife at all. However, the fact of participating in the war made Zhao Jiaren's wife very unhappy. This is not a matter of personal values, which shows that Zhao Jiaren's wife is very satisfied with the current stable life, and the war not only disrupted life, but also broke up the family due to the death of the war. With Zhao Jiaren's wife Qin Yuzhen's knowledge, she must be able to understand this.

Maybe it's because the boy loves romantic fantasies, or maybe it's because Zhao Jiaren himself has little experience in brutal warfare, and he feels that he has an irremediable enthusiasm for participating in the battle to aid Xiangyang. However, his wife Qin Yuzhen's reaction reminded Zhao Jiaren that those who were about to participate in the war under Zhao Jiaren's conscription had parents, wives and children. Zhao Jiaren's parents and wives didn't want to hear the news of Zhao Jiaren's leading troops, and the parents and wives of those who participated in the war also didn't want their relatives to go to the battlefield.

Zhao Jiaren can't promise the families of those soldiers that the soldiers will return to their hometowns alive, but Zhao Jiaren can't simply use the sentence 'I order you to follow me to fight' to give an explanation to the families of those who participated in the war. Zhao Jiaren sent a telegram to the cadre school, "Those who love painting, drawing, and propaganda will come to Fuzhou together."

After sending the telegram, Zhao Jiaren began to think about propaganda work. Words are only useful for literacy, and understanding the meaning of words requires a longer education. However, the picture is simple and straightforward, and you should be able to understand it at a glance......

Thinking of the limitations of words, Zhao Jiaren ordered again, "Let the telegraph operator send me another telegram, and the students of the school's music major will also come to Fuzhou!" ”

After waiting for a while, the school sent back the news that it had received a telegram that it was mobilizing students. Zhao Jiaren felt that his efforts and large amount of capital investment in the telegram had finally paid off.

On the third day, a new song was taught in schools in Mawei and Fuzhou.

The broadsword slashed at the heads of the tartars

Patriotic compatriots of the whole country

The day of resistance has come

The day of resistance has come

In front there were soldiers of the workers and peasants

There are people from all over the country in the back

Our military and civilians are united and march forward bravely

Look at that enemy and destroy him! Wipe him out!

……

As far as Chinese history is concerned, the words "patriotism", "compatriots", "soldiers" and "workers and peasants" in the song are not original words. However, Zhao Jiaren may have created a precedent for large-scale promotion of these contents in a stormy mode. Patriotism is also very similar to the contagion of war. Singing "March of the Great Knife", I was obviously moved by the lyrics, or by my own imagination.

However, the painting students did not satisfy Zhao Jiaren, their pencil sketches, or watercolor paintings, ink paintings, are all that kind of decent taste. It's no wonder that the students, that's how Zhao Jiaren taught them. This kind of spring and snow thing can not be recognized by Zhao Jiaren, this is war, what is needed is not 'willow shore breeze and waning moon', what is needed is 'red flag fluttering', and what is needed is the excitement of 'iron horse Jinge comes to dream'.

Xu Yuanzhi, who was called by Zhao Jiaren to participate in the propaganda work, felt that Zhao Jiaren was a little harsh, and he even painted those paintings well. Zhao Jiaren was too lazy to explain to Xu Yuanzhi, seeing that those who engage in painting could not be realized in a short period of time, Zhao Jiaren sent a report to the school again, "Regardless of whether it is recognized by everyone, or even received negative comments from everyone, but if you can draw a painting that makes everyone feel strongly, that kind of person will get me it!" ’

"Zhao Zhizhou, your requirements can probably be compared with Cao Cao's recruitment order." Xu Yuanzhi couldn't help but start commenting again.

Historical knowledge is considered to be cultured, but cultural people are relatively scathing and mean, and Zhao Jiaren felt that Xu Yuanzhi's evaluation was very scathing. Cao Cao's "Recruitment Order" wrote, 'Xi Yizhi and Fu said that they were sluts, Guan Zhong, and Huan Gong thieves were all used for prosperity. Xiao He, Cao Shen, county officials, Han and Chen Ping bear the name of insult, have the shame of seeing laughter, and can achieve the royal industry, and the reputation has been for thousands of years. Wu Qi is greedy, self-confident in killing his wife, scattering money to seek officials, and his mother will not return when he dies......

Glaring at Xu Yuanzhi very unhappily, Zhao Jiaren said: "Mr. Xu, the fact that the painting has not been recognized by others does not mean that there is a moral problem. Now what I want is the recognition of ordinary people, and tell them what country is in trouble, and ask the people to sacrifice their lives and forget their lives to serve the imperial court. The people did not admit it. If the people were to say it, they would probably ask why they had to pay so much tax, and the state got to this point! The people probably have to ask why the officials are so incompetent! ”

This was already very polite, Xu Yuanzhi just smiled but didn't answer the conversation. It's not that Xu Yuanzhi thinks he is very capable, he just thinks that there is no relationship between the people and the government, and Zhao Jiaren's words are a bit unreasonable and unreasonable.

A day later, the school sent some more people. These people's drawings are more different, for example, one student's personal style is actually 'gothic' sketches. Zhao Jiaren thinks that this person can probably play a starting role in 'shaping the image of the Tartars'. However, I still couldn't find someone who made Zhao Jiaren agree.

Seeing Zhao Jiaren's disappointed expression, the little gothic painter couldn't help but pluck up his courage and shouted, 'Principal ......'. Then he himself blushed and couldn't continue.

"What?" Zhao Jiaren asked.

The little painter, however, was very squirming, as if he regretted his impulses, and as if he was afraid of something.

"If you're trying to refer someone to me, I don't care what that person does, and I don't care what that person does. Anyone you know, recommend it to me. Zhao Jiaren said.

With such a clear explanation, the little Gothic painter finally mustered up the courage to speak. In the evening of the same day, Zhao Jiaren took Xu Yuanzhi and his entourage and appeared in front of a Fuzhou family according to the address given by the little Gothic painter. This family doesn't look very good, and the house is shabby. However, Zhao Jiaren stood outside the door and saw a painting hanging inside at a glance. Among all the paintings that Zhao Jiaren has seen, this is the closest to the feeling of propaganda posters after the founding of New China.

The picture is full of color and the characters are simple. Zhao Jiaren felt overjoyed that he had found a painter who could help him at this time.

When the owner of the house saw the crowd gathered at his door, he went out very vigilantly. However, when he saw these cadres of the Navigation Guild wearing flying fish suits, his expression became respectful. When he saw Zhao Jiaren wearing a scarlet robe and an official hat, the owner hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I don't know if Zhao Zhizhou is coming......

"Is Li Xun at home?" Zhao Jiaren asked.

The master became even more nervous when he heard this question, and his voice trembled a little, "I don't know...... I don't know what trouble he caused again, but he let Zhao Zhizhou come. ”

"He paints well, I want to ask him to paint for me." Zhao Jiaren replied very decisively.

These words did not make the master of this family happy, but his expression became even more nervous, and he was already stammering when he spoke, "Zhao ...... After Zhao, I ...... My eldest was expelled from school for scribbling......"

"I asked about it, and he was called by the school because of what he painted. The reason for his expulsion was that he was confronted by the teacher. I'm not here to dwell on it, but I like his paintings. May I ask Mr. Li, is your eldest man at home? ”

It didn't take long for Zhao Jiaren to meet the expelled student. It can be seen that this person has the temperament of an artist. That is to say, it is both self-appreciative, stubborn, self-righteous, and at the same time has some compensatory hostility after being hit.

After hearing his father's excited informing Zhao Zhizhou that he was coming to hire him to paint, the young man tried his best to say in an arrogant voice: "I don't want to go." Or ask Zhao Zhizhou to ask Gao Ming. ”

The father saw that his son was simply a manifestation of a demonic barrier, and he stood up angrily and was about to beat him.

For this kind of psychologically unhealthy baby, Zhao Jiaren also feels very regretful. I have to say that there were not many such babies in ancient times, because in the countryside, they were quickly eliminated by hunger. That is, in a place like a city where materials are relatively concentrated, they can survive relatively easily. Personality flaws create their talents, but they also create their tragedies.

Speaking to stop the father from teaching his son, Zhao Jiaren said: "I'm not here to talk about your sad things this time. I'm here for your paintings. A lot of people in school draw static paintings, that is, they put things in one place, or someone stops there and quietly paints them for everyone. What is on the outside of the painting is still, and what is inside the painting is also stationary. But your drawings are different, all your drawings are the moment when the previous action stops, and the moment before the next action begins. The background behind it, the characteristics of the characters are slightly described, the time, place, people, events, who the person is, where he came from, and where he is going. It's all in your paintings. It's just a painting, but it's a story. I'm going to say that, and I don't know if I've said what you're thinking......"

Although Zhao Jiaren has always expressed his respect for people, anyone can see from the reaction of the teenage youth that he has been moved to the point of being a mess in the face of such a bosom friend. However, the child didn't look too much, held back his tears, and stubbornly choked up: "I don't want to paint for you!" ”

Father Li was so angry that when he was about to go up and beat his son regardless of it, he was grabbed by a strong hand.

Zhao Jiaren first stopped Daddy Li's impulse, and then walked up to Li Xun and said to him: "Do you not want to paint for me, or are you worried that the only painting that can make you proud of yourself now, will be criticized to the point that you are incomplete, criticized to worthless, and criticized to the point that you have lost your confidence?" I think that's what you're really afraid of. ”

Li Xun shuddered when he heard this. The people around could see that Zhao Jiaren's previous words probably moved Li Xun, but now his words completely hit Li Xun's vital point. Father Li saw that his son was still holding his neck, and he shouted anxiously and angrily: "You bastard, don't be ignorant!" If you really have what you want, just say it! ”

Under his father's heartfelt shout, Li Xun also understood that this was probably his only chance. He raised his head and asked Zhao Jiaren, "Headmaster, I think you and the teacher are in the same group." ”

"Haha...... Hahaha! Zhao Jiaren was big and small, and he felt that he had jumped in time and space again. The children in the big cities of the Southern Song Dynasty in front of me are really similar to the children in the big cities of the 21st century.