Zhao Kuangyin's thoughts drifted a little away for a while.

Of course, he still remembered that morning, when he had gone to hunt birds without a slingshot, but he didn't want to be startled by the vision of the stone table.

To be honest, the first reaction at that time was naturally ecstasy.

He has read a lot of stories like Immortal Linfan, but he knows how much credibility there is to put a question mark in them.

It's just a pity that this ecstasy quickly dissipated cleanly, and he didn't have the foundation of unification and the complete law of eternity.

Even when he tried to discuss with him and borrow hundreds of wrestlers, he didn't respond, and what he said over and over again was the clichés of the Anshi Rebellion, who didn't know about these old things?

But slowly, the scaly claws he occasionally said also made him know about what was behind him, until now that a lot of disasters and foreign enemies were placed in front of him, a doubt slowly rose from the bottom of his heart:

How did he die?

He himself knows how his physical condition is, and he has estimated that even if he suddenly catches the disease, it should not be a problem to resist the first antibody, so why ......

Zhao Guangyi blinked his eyes, collided with Zhao Pu's eyes, and they were separated at one touch.

It seems that the elder brother doesn't want to say anything even if he knows something, but this Zhao Pu, who was suddenly recalled and favored, will he know more than himself?

……

"I just wanted to ask."

Ma Chao sassed his cheeks, although he tried to suppress the smile, but it didn't seem to have any effect, but he bared his teeth and grinned with an indescribable joy.

There is no way, what is the level of the generals under the lord's command now, Ma Chao is still clear.

That Guan Yunchang was stationed in Jingzhou, which could make the Cao thief who was sitting in the Central Plains not move forward an inch.

And that Zilong General is well-known among the people and mighty in the army.

The raid in the Weihe Valley was finalized, and it was even faster to go around the street pavilion to take Chen Cang, and later he moved to Jingzhou to support Jiangling or something, and he only had to watch.

After all, all of his subordinates are Qiang riders, and Yongliang can be pressed with the ultrasonic power of the brocade horse, but it is difficult to say when he is out of Yongliang, and the hometown of such a strong cavalry commander actually worships him Ma Chao as a god?

As for the door god or anything, he didn't care, after all, the lord of "killing his father" also mentioned it to him.

I thought that my reputation would be ruined or scolded for thousands of years, but I didn't expect such a twist and turn.

Pulling the short beard and trying to pull down the corners of his mouth that were constantly rising, Ma Chao hissed and asked:

"How the capitals of the north and south of the Song Dynasty need to be recalled by the people who died in the country, when the country suffered a great disaster, it was defeated in a war, and the people not only did not scold the generals, but worshiped them as gods......"

"Foreign enemies are watching, it can be said that it is the right time to make a name for yourself on horseback."

"This Song, there is no good man?"

Liu Bei and Kong Ming glanced at each other, and the two shook their heads together.

In fact, when the two chatted in their spare time, in addition to the plan for their subordinates, they did not shy away from using the future as a talking point.

The Tang knights who could fight with the Great Food Country in Central Asia made Liu Bei quite fascinated, and the fact that Dai Ming sat on the sea border for thousands of miles but didn't care about letting the enemy enter also made Liu Bei sigh.

And if it is strange, these two songs should be recommended first.

Ruling the country with military force and governing the country with literature is a truth that has been obvious since the Spring and Autumn Period.

The former Qin ruled the country with military rule, and then the second died in the name of tyrannical Qin; Gaozu lived with the people's livelihood, so that China inherited the name of the Han Dynasty to this day.

But this Song Dynasty, anyone can see that there is a great prosperity of literature and Taoism in the absence of external troubles, and the extremely prosperous literary style does not seem to have contributed much to internal governance.

It is enough to make people puzzled by forming a brotherly state with the enemy, knocking on the bones and sucking the marrow with the people, but still lasting for hundreds of years.

"This Song is also Huaxia, so he naturally has to be a good man."

Liu Bei said slowly, and then concluded:

"Or that the Song literati had a lot of misinterpretations of the heavy literature and suppressed the martial arts, and practiced the strategy of emphasizing the literature and suppressing the martial arts."

This is also the result of his speculation after discussing with Kong Ming.

Ma Chao bowed slightly, in fact, he also complained, after all, there are two things that Song has now.

He thought very simply, when he set foot in Yecheng on his horse, he captured Cao A and tied him to the horse's head as he thought in Tongguan, then this historical event should be completely different, right?

Seeing that the corners of Ma Chao's mouth were about to raise his eyebrows, Liu Bei was also secretly glad:

Fortunately, Yide is not here, otherwise he would not have to paint the portrait of him and Cao Cao during the New Year, thinking that he would be the town of the door god.

As for this change of gods, the Song people held Wu Zixu and Zilong accountable for their crimes across the millennium, and posted enemy generals in the palace and decorated them with gold to the town's house.

For a moment, he couldn't tell which of the two things was more absurd.

Kong Ming looked at the pair of town house gods created by the romance of the stories, and said with a smile:

"In this way, the people can prosper for a hundred years."

Previously, in Yizhou, according to the story created by the champion Hou, there were many unsuitable people, so Kong Ming moved it to Hanzhong Guanzhong after Dingguanzhong, and the people listened to it like a cloud.

Kong Ming also went to listen to it many times, and according to the discussion of the people in Guanzhong, there were many additions and deletions to this story.

At the beginning, the story thought it could be called perfect, but under the gossip of the people in Guanzhong, this ancestor was the champion Hou Qinjun, and the other said that the ancestor had participated in the pursuit of the north, and a story was also told by the people, so that the story of the champion Hou was no longer thin, which surprised Kong Ming.

Pang Tong also knew about this, so he also sighed:

"What Kong Ming said is not wrong, instead of taking credit for stones, and instead of hanging down the history in the simple scrolls, how can it be passed on to the mouths of the people?"

However, Pang Tong was also thinking about it in his heart, otherwise, when the Chinese New Year came, he would draw a batch of Wei Huo Er will try to sell it for the door god, and see how the response is?

In this way, it can be regarded as Changhan Road, and Pang Tong is full of interest.

……

Wei Chi Jingde and Qin Qiong sat more and more upright.

There's no way, no matter who it is, most of them have to put on a solemn posture when they see the names of the two people frequently from the light curtain.

Later generations talked about dozens of pairs of door gods, but the two names of Qin Shubao, Wei and Chi Gong were the most presented.

So although they didn't say it, neither of them thought about it.

Wei Chi Jingde even hummed softly: "This future generation will paint me like this...... Mighty. ”

Qin Qiong glanced at him speechlessly, too lazy to say that most of the appearance on this painting had nothing to do with the two of them for a long time, and it was just the name of General Tuomeng.

I don't know what this brother is stupid about, do you really think that future generations think that this Wei Chi Gong is as powerful as a god?

Li Shimin smiled even more on his face, pulled Wei Zheng more and more and more, and said with a smile:

"Aiqing is so anxious, but she wants to go home and slay the dragon with her dreams?"

However, thinking that Wei Zheng is now fifty-two, Li Shimin's ridicule is just a touch of it, and he sent the old minister to sit down again, Li Shimin just stood with his head held high and said thoughtfully:

"Even if this Song Dynasty will have no eggs, all the writings of the Song and Ming Dynasty that can be viewed with the people also have merit."

The text is prosperous, and the outstanding rhetoric is outstanding.

The text is long, in the direction of the people.

(End of chapter)

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