Chapter 3: The Political Commissar Who Traveled Through the Northern Song Dynasty

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In the city of Bianliang, Tianqing Temple

In the dark house, everything is quiet, and a light is like a bean.

The three traversers and one of the machine qì people sat cross-legged on the futon, looking at each other, and the scene was slightly awkward.

Wang Qiu never dreamed that the first newcomer he was going to "save" was actually a professor of Marxist philosophy at his university!

――When Wang Qiu's Ma Zhe failed the exam before, he was trained in Professor Guo's cram school.

Well, meeting acquaintances in another world doesn't seem to be a bad thing, at least it's easier to talk about.

Moreover, according to the exchange just now, Wang Qiu still vaguely appeared that this Professor Guo seemed to have some kind of unusual identity......

“…… Well, we've already talked about the 'Lord God' and the infinite space. Let's talk about your crossing. Professor Guo, your mission this time was originally supposed to be a team battle, with the two teams standing in the camp of the Song State and the Jin State respectively, replacing several minor historical figures to carry out a strategic duel. Because the Song army was at a disadvantage, the Song side came first, and in addition to you, the newcomer, there should have been six veterans - but they were all forced to go offline and kicked out, leaving only you, the newcomer, still trapped inside. ”

Wang Qiu flipped through the "Book of Travel" in his hand—which had been transformed into an e-book by Yuki Nagato—and explained to Political Commissar Guo Jing the ins and outs of his journey through the Northern Song Dynasty," ...... As for the reincarnators and newcomers on the Jin side, they were originally set to arrive in this time and space seven days later than you, so before they could even come, the main god had already collapsed - we didn't have to think about their existence at all......"

“…… No wonder when I went out to inquire about the news today, I heard that several of the newly compiled 'rebels' had disappeared inexplicably, and were considered by the imperial court to have abandoned their posts and absconded - it turned out that these people were all the identities arranged by the 'Lord God' for the veterans! ”

Guo Jing suddenly realized, "...... But it's better for them to go, at least so as not to cause chaos in the defense of the city......"

-- Just after Comrade Guo Jing, a "Taoist immortal," "turned a grass chicken into a phoenix," the characters of the three religions and nine streams in Bianliang City were also very hot-eyed, and they all found ways to recommend themselves. Among them, there is a martial artist who sells his art in Bianjing City, which is the kind of person who sells dog skin plasters shirtless in the winter. Named "Bo Jian", he was hired by Guo Jing as his gun and stick coach.

In order to say goodbye to Taoism, he soon brought out a monk named Fu Zhenglin, who said that he had a strategy to retreat from the enemy, and recommended himself to the imperial court, asking him to recruit troops. Seeing that the people's hearts seemed to be available, the Zhao family's monarchs and ministers were overjoyed, so they refused to obey all the invitations, and as a result, this "Fu Dashi" planned to gather 5,000 people to sing the praises of "Amitabha Buddha" to retreat from the enemy - how great is the voice of 5,000 people singing Buddha's praise, and the Jurchens cannot withstand this kind of noise, so it is very likely that they will be soft and weak......

So, just as the murderous Jurchens were burning, killing, looting and plundering in the villages and towns outside the city, staging bloody horror films, Bianliang City was tinkering with all kinds of absurd farces, and several talented "gods" appeared one after another in just a few days, some called themselves Liuding Lux, some called themselves Beidou Divine Soldiers, and some claimed to be Marshal Tianque, talking about gods and ghosts all day long, what "Big Dipper Seven Star Fist", "Scattering Beans into Soldiers", "Heavenly Demon Divine Fist" went into battle together...... It is really worthy of "the country will die, and demons will be born"!

Then, six of the "gods" had just appeared on the scene, and they disappeared on the day Guo Jing's political commissar crossed, causing panic in the city. But it also allowed Guo Jingshen's stick to sweep away the competitors at once - of course, in the crumbling city of Bianliang, this matter is not worth celebrating at all.

“…… Ever since the 'godmen' disappeared, I, the last of the immortals, have been a lifesaver......"

Guo Jing smiled bitterly and explained to Wang Qiu, "...... As a result, the 'divine soldiers' recruited by these people have all been assigned to my name, and it seems that there are about to gather 7,777 'Liujia divine soldiers' -- but how can such a group of stragglers who have not achieved enough things and more than failed to do anything go into battle to kill the enemy? ”

-- According to the "Liujia Immortal Method" boasted by Guo Jing Shenzhu to Emperor Qinzong, it is necessary to recruit 7,777 "Liujia Divine Soldiers" to set up a formation, regardless of their origin or talent...... As a result, in just one day, Guo Jing had recruited nearly 3,000 of the 7,777 soldiers he needed, most of whom were idle people in the market. These people have nothing to do, they are all like to be lively, I heard that there are Guo Shenxian recruiting, all of them enthusiastically signed up to participate, anyway, Guo Jing Guo Shenxian has already boasted of Haikou, the main task of these Liujia Shenxian is to pick up the heads of the Jurchen soldiers, they don't need to cut them at all, just bend down to pick them up. Besides, the Jurchens all wore gold earrings on their ears, and at that time, it was not up to these divine soldiers to use them themselves! There is food, drink, money to spend, and extra money to fish, this kind of good thing has to be squeezed to fight for a place at any time, as for the conscription requirements, as long as you follow the meaning of Guo Shenxian, it is good, and no one seriously verifies your identity, look at your ID card, birth certificate and other things.

At present, as soon as the other gods disappeared, the divine soldiers under their command also ran to Guo Jing's men to find food, and the prime minister, Lord He Li, came to add to the chaos again, directly made a salary for these people, and let them cheer, from the grass platform team that went to the street to sell their arts, they became a national "special forces" with establishment and funds!

This is good, even if Political Commissar Guo wants to strictly control and recruit some people who are more capable of fighting, it is too late now.

Looking at these more than 7,000 "Liujia regular soldiers" who are about to set out on a certain day, now this political commissar of Guo Jing, who has changed his shell, really even has the mind to cry to death - let these idlers and scoundrels resist the Jurchen Iron Cavalry? Is this looking for death? Looking for death? Or are you looking for death?

“…… Well, about your situation, we are generally clear. Not to mention how to make up 50,000 reward points to get you out of this world, the first thing to do now is to defend this city, right? Don't worry, we've got you covered! ”

Doraemon muttered as he reached out and didn't know what he was feeling in his pocket, "...... Yes! Got it! [Accept button]! As long as you press this button, even if you look very special, you will be accepted by ordinary people! Come on, let's put our hands on it! ”

- Then, Doraemon, Wang Qiu, and Nobita pressed the button together. Let it burst into an intense white light in an instant, which seems to illuminate the whole world...... After a few seconds, the white light disappeared, and Wang Qiu looked at his hands, and felt that nothing seemed to have changed.

So, he looked at Doraemon suspiciously and asked, "...... Doraemon, what the hell was that thing just now? ”

“…… What a prop that makes people blend into the environment! Facing Wang Qiu's gaze, Doraemon blinked, but still took the trouble to explain, "You and Nobita are similar in appearance to the citizens of Bianliang, as long as you change into the clothes of the ancients, but a future robot like me, once it is revealed, it will definitely cause a big mess...... And that button just now is a prop that can make people treat me like an ordinary person! ”

“…… Oh~ I see! Gently slamming his fist on the palm of his hand, Wang Qiu nodded in understanding - it turns out that there are such props, no wonder Doraemon's neighbors can still be so calm when they watch a round machine cat walk around the street every day......

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Next, Doraemon took out the [Changing Camera] again, changed the three of them into the Taoist robes of the Song Dynasty, and announced to the outside world that they were the Taoist children of Guo Jingxian-Anyway, the recruitment of "Liujia Divine Soldiers" in the past two days is in full swing, and it is not uncommon for Guo Political Commissar to have two more fresh faces around him-Finally, under Doraemon's urging, Wang Qiu made a request with some twists:

“…… That one...... Professor Guo, although we will try our best to rescue you no matter what, we are really a little short of money at the moment, especially Doraemon, who is in a hurry to use money...... Therefore, can the emperor give us a little of the silk and gold and silver that the emperor has rewarded you? ”

“…… Want money? Political Commissar Guo Jing blinked, and then waved his hand very boldly, "...... No problem, I have something to see in this house, you can move out! You're welcome! Anyway, if this doesn't work out, it will only be cheaper for the Jurchens in the end......"

As a result, a sabotage operation to destroy miè cultural relics and monuments was launched in the Tianqing Temple in Kaifeng Prefecture.

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-- At dawn, with a loud bang of shaking mountains, the 7,000 "Rokjia Soldiers" of Tianqing Temple rolled out of bed with sleepy eyes and rushed out of the door with their pants in their hands, and they were surprised to see that the ashram where Guo Jingxian lived had become a pile of dusty ruins.

What's even more terrifying is that several gray-faced figures are still laughing excitedly in this piece of ruin.

“…… Yes! Earned, earned, earned! Unexpectedly, the beams of this room are actually made of golden silk nanmu, as well as tables and chairs. The window frames and beds are Huanghuali, plus pure natural handmade embroidered bed sheets and brocade quilts, pure handmade artwork porcelain from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty, mutton fat white jade from the Tang Dynasty, and ancient paintings and calligraphy from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, each of which can be sold at a high price...... Just now, I took out 30 million yen from the automatic pawn machine at once! ”

Standing in the rising smoke and dust, Nobita shouted and jumped happily, "...... That one...... Mr. Guo, can you help us negotiate with the emperor, we will help him repel the enemy, defend the capital, and then he will give us the palace as labor expenses - as long as the palace is dismantled and stuffed into the automatic pawn machine, Doraemon's 300 billion yen debt will probably be paid off so-so! ”

In this regard, Guo Jing, who was sitting in the rubble, rolled his eyes helplessly, feeling his stomach twitching constantly.

- What are you going to do this time, you bear kids?