626. November 8th, four years, rain, rain and snow, another winter
Since we are fighting for Chinese orthodox, who doesn’t jealous of this high-level education?
After Xiao Song said this, which of these people was not moved? What is this? This is the merit of education. To put it in the future, it will be recorded in the literary history books, but those Khitans want to let others work as slave workers?
The barbarian is a barbarian, stinking shit!
After this, the civil servants behind Miaoyan were heartbroken and stood up to talk to Song Beiyun, asking him carefully how he would deal with such a thing in the State of Song.
Xiao Song naturally answered it one by one. After all, even if he put aside the identity of time travelers and poets, he was truly a talent learned from a legendary master of straitors, proficient in Confucianism and Taoism, and proficient in yin and yang. When he answered with them, he not only did not have any effort, but could make these people suddenly realize.
"The achievements are in the present and the benefits are for thousands of years. I, the Chinese, have to repeat the trauma of foreign barbarians every hundred years, and I think it is the matter of education." Xiao Song sat there and talked. Even if some places were too extreme, the black purple python on him did not dare to do anything easily: "Besides, I never call the grassland a barbarian. In my heart, the grassland is a place where many heroes come from and deserve respect. But there is only less education. If the grassland can be eaten and worn, who would be willing to sleep in the wind and eat in the open? It would be better to talk about this Han area, but there are always some people who are full of mind and do not know what to say. They are not stupid things that are not eating meat, and they can only perform for a moment. Dear lords, those who have nothing can lose can only be shackles."
This sentence "The only thing that can lose is shackles on the feet" shocked the audience, but Miaoyan covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from laughing out loud.
"How do people on the grassland educate? They don't understand the language, and they are barbarians and Tartars."
"Who is born with a spiritual connection?" Xiao Song asked back, "The Master said that there is no difference in teachings. How can you divide people into high and low? You barbarians keep talking about Tartars, but you are not as good as those who want to treat people as slave labor. It is a disgrace to be gentle. If you forget the teachings of the previous saints, I will give you a letter of introduction, go to Jinling to return to Wen Primary School Pavilion and recreate them. It will definitely make you have some enlightenment."
The official who was tricked by Xiao Song was not low in grades and was not young. He stood up and wanted to refute, but Xiao Song tilted his head and turned his eyes: "Do you dare to point me? Even if you, Emperor Liao, would say the word "please" when you see me, but you dare to point me with your finger? Why? If you don't, it's not okay, and you can't tolerate anyone talking? It seems that your literary world in Liao has spoiled you. If you come to Song, you can scold you every day until you get stinking."
The official covered his chest with grievances and stood up to Miyan, saying, "Empress, the old minister disdains to join this vulgar person and surrender first."
"If you dare to leave today, I dare to let you go with nothing to eat." Xiao Song slapped the table and said, "Sit down!"
The man sat back in his seat with a bang, and Xiao Song stood up and pointed at the black clothes on his body: "Do you know it? What is this?"
The officials lowered their heads and didn't say anything. They were not stupid. The clothes were the brocade clothes given by the Emperor of Liao and the Tiger Talisman, which meant that Song Beiyun fully represented the Emperor of Liao.
The purple python on his lining was wearing a purple python! In the Song Dynasty, it is a symbol of over ten thousand people. Generally speaking, even ordinary princes cannot wear something. Only the three princes and the prime minister are qualified to wear a purple python.
To put it bluntly, these two clothes mean that he is actually not much different from the Song and Liao dynasties. Whether it is temporary or permanent, he is qualified to slap the table with these people.
Xiao Song stood up and criticized the people behind Miaoyan one by one. Those people only knew that Song Beiyun's heart was as deep as the sea, but they didn't expect that he was still smart and verbal. He fought against the scholars? Just because these few people wanted to fight against Song Beiyun? If they really wanted to fight against the verbal, they would be the concubine who came to fight tonight.
"Today I will tell you the concept of civilization and culture so that you will not even be able to understand something when you meet with your colleagues in Song State in the future, and it will be embarrassing." Song Beiyun said with his hands behind his back: "I still come over to question me why it is like this. Do you think I can't see it? You are here to start a military campaign and ask me, are you worthy? Are you worthy of me? I am the truth of literature and the truth of the world, and the law and the general Zhao Defang of Wu Cong, are you worthy of me?"
Song Beiyun made a sound and spoke in a good way. These people always talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality. Compared with each other, Song Beiyun made them speechless.
If I was not as good as the literary world, I would be able to use my position to suppress others. But in terms of status, Song Beiyun, in front of me, led the emperors of the two countries to jointly control the country. He slaughtered them at the order and didn't have to report to the emperor. He could not compare with the position. Then he would be able to compare with the master... But he could not compare with the master. The old doctor immortal is a legend. Although many people no longer remember the old man, he was also a figure like Han Xin and Zhang Liang when he was young. Wang Shixian's master Wang Enrong's legacy of learning from national policies is still a compulsory course for every emperor to govern the country.
In addition, General Yum Zhao Defang, who is Prince Fu, is still alive and has a great reputation. Liao won the state of Song but never won the state of Fu.
He is both civil and military, and is famous.
This is because they were crushed in all directions, and Song Beiyun's ideas are also very new, so new that they can't find specific problems.
"I know that you are all greedy for the merit of education, and that's fine. But this requires both merit and fame. Is it good that you can take over all the good things in the world? It's not advisable to be both destined to die and refuse to follow the grassland people and refuse to enter the country to study, or you will follow the trend. Not only do you want the grassland people to come in, you have to go out and spread your thoughts. Don't just work behind closed doors and want to make yourself shine. It's impossible!" Xiao Song snorted coldly: "Send you four words to keep pace with the times."
After saying that, he looked at Miaoyan and put one hand behind his back: "Empress, is there anything else? If nothing happens, Song will have to rest."
"What a clever look." Miaoyan picked up the teacup and took a sip: "But he didn't leave any face for me."
Xiao Song sneered: "Empress, I have given you enough face to the Empress."
Miaoyan glared at her eyes: "You are so brave. Do you know that this is Liao, not your Song."
"No matter where you are, you will be in your position. I don't know if there is any ancestral teaching in the Liao Kingdom that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics. If it is in Song Kingdom, I will report to the Emperor of Song to incite the woman who interferes in politics to the cold palace."
This sentence touched the officials' negative scales. They stood up and rebuked Song Beiyun for his unrestrained and disrespectful words.
"You are talented, but you are too arrogant." Miaoyan raised her eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid that I will strip your Tuanjin?"
"Mad?" Xiao Song laughed, took off his clothes on his body and threw them on the table: "Put it here, and the empress will take them away if she has the courage."
Miaoyan slapped the table, and left with her eyebrows coldly against her sleeves.
The officials stared at Song Beiyun and followed Miaoyan one after another. Xiao Song shivered by the cold wind and quickly put on his coat.
At this time, Biluo, who had been hiding at the door, walked out carefully, came to Xiao Song, squatted in front of him, gently stroked his chest: "Master, let's go."
"How angry am I?" Xiao Song hugged her on his lap: "It's just a show. If Miaoyan wants to grasp these people, he must build an enemy that is so powerful that they look up to. I can only do this."
"Ah..." Biluo didn't understand: "Master, Biluo only knows how to spy on information, these things are really stupid."
"It's not important, everyone is extremely smart, so everyone is all good-talking?"
Biluo smiled and hugged Song Beiyun's neck with his back hand on his shoulder: "But why did the imperial concubine dare not move that Tuanjin suit?"
"Unless you ascend the throne and become emperor, she can't touch this dress." Xiao Song shook his head and said, "You are still younger. Some things can only be said with your mouth but not stretching out, and some things can only be said with your hands but not talking. This dress is one of the things that can only be said but not touched, and it is the imperial power."
"Why don't you call the emperor the emperor?"
"Why should I be the emperor if I can be the emperor?" Xiao Song laughed: "You don't know that everything I have done so far is against the will of heaven."
"Master~!" Biluo quickly pointed Song Beiyun's lips with his fingers: "It's better to be more taboo... Biluo is very afraid of being lonely again."
"Okay, okay." Xiao Song smiled and shook his head: "Okay, don't get tired of it in broad daylight, go and clean up. I will go to Juyongguan in a few days to supervise the battle. The Jin army is coming in a few days, so I have to plan everything here."
"I'm really doing my best."
"There's no way...ah." Xiao Song sighed, "I have to do it for my son if I don't do it for others."
Biluo: "???"
"It's okay, Emperor Liao would occasionally call him dad to listen."
Biluo had a weird expression. She looked at Song Beiyun in shock, and the scene in her mind was unsightly. But she couldn't say anything, after all, right... The rumors spread throughout the Song and Liao dynasties, saying that the Liao emperors and...
Forget it, don't think about it anymore.
Xiao Song got up and went to the room, whistled and took out the map around Juyong Pass, made a sign on the top and ordered the guards outside to summon the commander of the Beihai New Army.
After several senior generals of the Beihai New Army arrived at Song Beiyun, they entered the small dark room. I don’t know what they were talking about. Anyway, they didn’t come out until the evening, and even the food was sent in by Biluo.
It was midnight that the generals left, and their faces were very serious when they left. Even if they didn't know what Song Beiyun said to them, just looking at his face, they knew that this combat mission might not be as relaxed as Song Beiyun showed.
Chapter completed!