"Your Majesty is so skillful, it seems that this Northern Expedition is imperative!"

Wan Yanchun's cold voice sounded, and Zhao Hong, who was looking at the direction of the dormitory of the martial arts hall students, pulled back to reality.

Zhao Hong didn't finish looking at Yan Chun, his eyes were still looking ahead.

"Your Majesty, your beloved concubine has unfortunately passed away, can't this make you suspend the Northern Expedition?"

After hearing Yan Chun's ridicule in his ears, Zhao Hong remained motionless, still did not look back, looking at the departing figures of the students.

"Zhao Hong, do you really want to go all the way to the dark, do you have to use troops against Dajin? Turn around, I'm talking to you! ”

Wan Yanchun's voice unconsciously became louder.

"Princess, in the middle of the night, don't shout. What about Nan'er? ”

Zhao Hong finally turned his head, he looked around, and there was no son in sight.

"Do you still know how to care about your son? He played all day and slept deeply. I'm here to see how you can demagogue, fan the flames, make the world bleed, and let those young people lose their lives for you. ”

Wan Yanchun looked disdainful, as if he was ridiculing Zhao Hong.

"Young people are the future of a country, why should they lose their lives and forget about their lives, that is their choice, I will not bewitch, let alone want them to lose their lives. They are doing what they like, for the country and the people, in order to no longer have the shame of Jingkang, how can they lose their lives for me personally? ”

Zhao Hong said softly, it was difficult to distinguish the expression on his face in the dark.

People's patriotic enthusiasm from the bottom of their hearts can not be swayed by certain individuals.

"Zhao Hong, you are so skillful, I can't talk about you! Do you have to make your bones like mountains and rivers of blood before you stop? Do you still have a conscience for your personal ambitions? ”

Wan Yanchun was talking and talking, emotional, his voice was high-pitched, and the guards next to him, someone quietly looked at Zhao Hong.

Perhaps because the guards were concerned, the aggressiveness of Zhao Hong's words suddenly increased.

"Wan Yanchun, if you read more books and think about it from your shoes, you won't say such. To forget history is to betray it. National humiliation, national hatred, and family hatred can be erased with a single word. Do you think that I am Song Gaozong Zhao Gou, can recognize the thief as my father and survive for a long time? ”

Zhao Hong's face was pale, and he couldn't help but reprimand.

"You...... How do you talk to me like that? ”

Wan Yanchun was shocked, and couldn't help but say.

"Your Dajin Kingdom is not a Chinese civilization, and it can't carry the civilization of the Han family, don't you allow me to have the courage to bear it? Can you hear the voices of 70 million Song people? The hatred of losing the country, the hatred of losing the land, the shame and humiliation of the sheep ceremony, you go and ask those thousands of people of the Great Song Dynasty, can they forget? ”

Zhao Hong was furious, brushed his sleeves away, and the guards behind him glanced at Wan Yanchun coldly and followed closely.

Wan Yanchun's face was pale, and his eyes were full of tears, but he didn't keep up.

She didn't have the courage to keep up either.

Once upon a time, the other party who loved each other deeply came to such a point.

Zhao Hong, how could he humiliate himself so blatantly?

Is it because his favorite concubine is unfortunate and difficult to give birth?

Zhao Hong's mood became bad, and the guards hurriedly opened the door of the lecture hall and watched Zhao Hong leave.

On the school field, feeling the cold and disgusted eyes of the forbidden army around him, Wan Yanchun's eyes widened, and he wanted to get angry, but finally held back and left gloomily.

What is her identity, and why is there any need to be angry in the Jinling Lecture Hall, the holy land of the Great Song Dynasty? These forbidden army trainees, everyone regards Zhao Hong as a god, why should she humiliate herself?

Does she know too little about Zhao Hong?

Zhao Hong walked out of the Jinling Lecture Hall, walked a hundred steps, and had already walked to the Tianjin Bridge, breathing a few breaths of fresh air, and at this time, his anger gradually disappeared.

Wan Yanchun is just another version of Li Weiming. In the face of the survival of the country, there is nothing wrong with the selfish nature of the people. Why was he furious?

He and Wan Yanchun can't go back to the past.

Looking at the railing, the two sides of the Tianjin Bridge are dotted with stars, steaming. It seems that many shops have already opened.

"Dong Songchen, you are wearing an official uniform, don't come with you, go back and rest."

Zhao Hong glanced at Dong Songchen and Li Tang who had followed up, and turned forward.

No need to ask, those young students in the martial arts hall just now were all tinkered with by Li Tang and these guys. They know themselves too well and know that they are in a bad mood, but they have high expectations of young people and are not lethal.

Entering the steamed bun shop, the hot steamed buns came up, accompanied by the hot syrup, Zhao Hong adjusted his mood and ate slowly.

"Shopkeeper, how is your business?"

Zhao Hong ate the buns, looked at the busy shopkeeper couple, and asked softly.

He likes this kind of fireworks, and he also hopes that all the people at the bottom can live a little easier and not be under pressure.

Zhao Hong waved his hand and signaled, and Li Tang and the others sat down at another table on the side.

"Great officials, people from all over the world come to Jinling City, even overseas people come, there are many people who eat and drink, as long as they are willing to work hard, the business is naturally not bad!"

The shopkeeper is about fifty years old, and said with a smile.

Although Zhao Hong often lectures on martial arts in Jinling, he lives in a simple place, and he is a common man, so he naturally does not know that it is the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty who eats.

Zhao Hong ate the bun and nodded slightly.

There are many schools in Jinling, many new industries are in Jinling, and it is the first choice for the implementation of the new policy.

"Now it's a better day, and I'm able to eat enough. It's just that this battle is too much. Fighting every day is terrifying! ”

The shopkeeper's wife couldn't help but ramble.

"You're a woman, you know a fart!"

The shopkeeper said a fierce word to his wife, turned his head to Zhao Hong and the others, and smiled again.

"If there had been no war, the Tatars would have come to your house long ago, and you would still be able to trade in peace? The emperor was wise and martial, and in the first battle of Hanzhong, the Tatar farts were boiling and urinating, and he kept the Great Song Dynasty safe for a few years. You don't stay in your own home, you go to my place in the Great Song Dynasty to burn, kill and loot, and if you don't fight, do you kowtow and ask for guilt? Erlang and San Lang joined the army, that is to protect the family and defend the country, it is a matter of honoring the ancestors, not to eat mixed rice. ”

The first half of the shopkeeper's sentence was to Zhao Hong and others, and the second half of the sentence was to tell his wife.

"I didn't speak ill of the emperor!"

The shopkeeper's wife muttered and continued to clean up, not daring to say anything more.

"Shopkeeper, I don't like to hear what you say. The emperor is reckless in his army and fights every day, don't you think that the people's errands are too heavy? Every day to build roads and bridges, transport heavy grain and grass, is this hard life over? ”

There was a Confucian scholar who was eating breakfast next to him, and he said it with a frown.

"You're pure!"

Another stout and swarthy man, with a blank face, immediately retorted.

"There are more errands for the people than before, but the roads are better, there are more bridges, and it is easier to travel. The people are a little harder, but now there are more opportunities, and the money is not less than before. The emperor brought a large amount of grain, fruits and vegetables from overseas in Nanyang. Now grain salt, oil and vinegar, these things are cheaper. In the past, some people were hungry, and food and clothing were problems, but now under the emperor, are anyone hungry? ”

Since the imperial court implemented a new policy on Jiangnan East Road and built roads and bridges, the official roads from Jinling City to various states are cement avenues, and even between states and counties are stone roads, and some of them have become cement roads. One by one, the renovated piers have a new look.

Nowadays, four-wheeled horse-drawn carriages are common on official roads, and steam boats are not uncommon in rivers. Although the people had a lot of errands, it was all in winter, and there was no delay in farming.

As for the food problem, with the help of the Great Song Dynasty's overseas colonies and the prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty's overseas trade, boatloads of grain were brought in from overseas, and they could eat even in disaster years. The imperial court also set a protective price for grain, and the people did not suffer a loss when they farmed the land.

The Great Song Dynasty did a good job in ensuring people's livelihood.

"You guy, what you said, the people's servants are too heavy, and life is still very hard. It's a fact. For example, Jiankang Mansion, the new policy has been implemented for almost ten years, and the people can have enough to eat, what else do they have? ”

The Confucian priest had a handsome face and retorted.

Zhao Hong sighed secretly. The fact that the common people can eat enough shows that there are still people who do not have enough to eat, but they don't know what the reason is.

"Ordinary people can eat enough, children don't have to spend money to go to school, young people have the opportunity to go out and do things, what do you want to do? If I hadn't known you for many years, I really don't know if you were a Tatar worker! ”

Some diners knew Confucian scholars and couldn't help but be angry.

Seeing that his clothes are shabby and his bones are thick, he seems to be working hard to make a living.

"Zhao Er, of course you are content. You used to have enough food and clothing, but now you are carrying bags and working the wharf in the west of the city, tired and tired, aren't you uncomfortable? ”

Confucius and Zhao Er started the mode of mutual hatred.

"What's so uncomfortable about me? I rely on my own hands, do not steal or rob, and have peace of mind. My family also earns money in a shoe factory, and a pair of children go to school without paying money. I am content. It's you Jia Fuzi, you are not high or low, you only know how to complain. I forgot to ask you, what are you doing so early? ”

"What else can be done? It's not like going to the docks to be a tooth man yet. If it weren't for the large number of merchant ships coming and going at Jinling Wharf, Jia Fuzi would not have easily found something to do. ”

Some diners laughed.

Yaren is a trading house or middleman who negotiates and introduces transactions for buyers and sellers in the market, and takes commissions. Today's Jinling is a large wharf, with an endless stream of merchant ships coming from south to north, including overseas. Glass, porcelain, soap, tea, etc., including all kinds of ironware, were shipped from here. And grain, fruit, gold, silver, iron, brass, medicinal herbs, and horses came in from outside. Jinling is busy with international and domestic trade and many employment opportunities, which also makes scholars like Jia Fuzi have something to eat.

"If it weren't for my Da Song Tianzi, Da Song would have been beaten like that bullshit Dajin Kingdom, and he wouldn't be able to look like it! The emperor showed no mercy to corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and it was really good to the people! With such a good emperor, let's steal the fun! ”

"Now that I am a strong Song soldier, there are more people from overseas, and when I walk on the street, I also feel that as a Song person, my face is bright! Straighten your waist! ”

Some more diners spoke out one after another.

The Confucian scholar bowed his head to eat and no longer spoke. If you continue to be stubborn, I'm afraid you will be beaten.

Zhao Hong was thoughtful. Since Jinling City is busy with domestic and foreign trade, it is not unhelpful to the Great Song Dynasty to have a "Jiangnan Trade Fair" like later generations.

"You say, if the imperial court is on a northern expedition, can it defeat the Tatar army?"

Some diners changed the subject.

"Absolutely! There are only a few Tatars, and I have 70 million in the Great Song Dynasty! Can my Great Song Dynasty afford to compensate two or three hundred thousand officers and soldiers, can he afford to pay Tatars? ”

"Not really! There are tens of thousands of artillery pieces in the imperial court alone, and a salvo is fired, and the Tatar cavalry is not bombed into pulp? ”

"The Tatar army is in Hanzhong, hasn't it been beaten by the official army? Hundreds of thousands of border troops go north, the Tatars will be defeated, and the official army will be victorious! ”

The diners were full of interest, talking about military affairs, and all of them were experts.

"The Northern Expedition of the King Division, the Tatar army is not an opponent. The two countries are fighting each other, not because of the number of people, but because of their national strength. Tatar is located in the north of the desert, and the production is only cattle, sheep and livestock, and the product is scarce. And my Great Song Dynasty is rich in products, gold, silver, copper, iron, grain, salt and vinegar. In addition, there is a saint in my Great Song Dynasty, who has sharp firearms in the army and well-trained soldiers. If the Tatars want to win, I'm afraid it will be too difficult! ”

This time it was Jia Fuzi who did a more "professional" analysis.

"Jiafuzi, you still have opinions. It's a pity that you don't meet Huaicai! I'll pay your bill! ”

Zhao Er nodded again and again, his face full of red light.

"Now don't you scold me for being a Tatar? Thank you for paying the bill! ”

Jia Fuzi said seriously, Zhao Er scratched his head, very embarrassed, and everyone laughed again.

"Listen up! When the two rivers are restored, I will go to Hebei, buy a few hundred acres of land, and become a big official. When the time comes, if you want to eat my buns, you have to go to Hebei! ”

The shopkeeper also interjected with great interest.

"Shopkeeper, you are all a big official, and you still sell steamed buns?"

The crowd burst into laughter.

In an instant, Zhao Hong's mood improved again.

It is only here that he feels that he is needed by them and has a little bit of real value.