The First Yamen of the Great Song Dynasty

Xiao Wenshu squinted at Gao Ming, one could imagine the dissatisfaction with him in his heart, but in the past, he might still have an attack, but in the current situation, he can't act emotionally.

Xiao Wenshu clenched his teeth, pretending to be calm, "I don't know what ignited it just now? It's the first time I've seen it."

He still has a general understanding of the firearms of the Song Dynasty. Books like "Wu Jing Zong Yao" are all over the street, and he has bought and read them, but many of the above things are more suitable to be called whimsical ideas , is still far from actual combat.

As for the war against Xia, the effect of firearms is not satisfactory, otherwise it would not be possible to fire 25 guns.

But the scene he saw just now was completely beyond his existing impression.

He could already blow down a section of the wall. If he buried a little more, wouldn't he be able to blow up the walls of Youzhou City?

Gao Ming smiled slightly, "No comment."

But even though Gao Ming was so impolite, Xiao Wenshu could only endure it, and said with a dry smile, "Just asking, of course this is your Song State's secret, how can you disclose it casually."

"So, please send the envoy back to your country for my proposal just now." Gao Ming reminded again.

Xiao Wenshu took a deep breath, "I will definitely recount every moment I saw in detail, and of course, the words of your lord Gao!"

It's really 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi. I didn't expect that Liao State would one day look at Song State's face.

Gao Ming smiled at Xiao Wenshu again, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first." Then he left him and went to King Yun.

Zhao Kai was still immersed in joy, when he saw Gao Ming coming, he said repeatedly: "You told me yesterday, but I still didn't believe it, it turned out to be true, with such a sharp weapon, Da Song..." Consciousness The envoy of the Liao Kingdom was still there, swallowing what he hadn't finished speaking, but everyone knew what he wanted to say,

With such a sharp weapon, Da Song's military will usher in a major turning point.

Tong Guan recovered from the shock, and excitedly said: "With this thing, the siege will not be so hard."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his head was raised slightly, and his eyes were looking up, full of longing.

Gao Ming knew what he was thinking without asking.

He must be thinking about the glorious moment when he led his troops to fight, blasted open the gate of the capital of Xixia, or blasted open the gate of Youyun City, and became king after a triumphant return.

He shook his head in his heart, can he stop thinking about fighting all day long?

Fighting is not for negotiation. If you can negotiate with Liao, why use force?

Doesn't it cost money to fight?

Besides, Yelu Dashi, as the emperor-level general who will sweep across Central Asia in the future, has not been activated yet. Once activated, it is no joke.

King Yun probably also saw what Tong Guan was thinking, and curled his lips unobtrusively.

Gao Ming said to Zhao Kai: "Your Highness, take a step to talk." The two took a few steps and talked alone.

Gao Ming recounted in a low voice the scene of his conversation with Xiao Wenshu just now.

Zhao Kai glanced at Xiao Wenshu, and saw that he was frowning, his mood should be as gloomy as the weather, which shows the psychological pressure that Gao Ming gave him by talking just now.

Zhao Kai said: "Do you think the Liao Kingdom can resume negotiations?"

"I think it's about the same. Xiao Wenshu was shocked, and he should convey everything."

With such a big change in the Song Dynasty, Xiao Wenshu, as an envoy, must report it quickly.

Zhao Kai said with a smile: "It seems that the day when we go to Youyun again is not far away."

This time, he will go again, and the negotiation must be completed.

Gao Ming nodded his head heavily. The day when Liao State actively invites Song State to the negotiating table is just around the corner.

At this time Ling Zhen came back and was immediately surrounded by Cai Jing, Tong Guan and others. He asked a lot of questions when he came up. Later, he found that Xiao Wenshu was listening, and he closed his mouth tacitly. If he wanted to ask, he would go back to Tokyo Chao Ask again in the hall.

On the whole, even Cai Jing and Tong Guan are happy with what they have achieved today. After all, they are officials of the Song Dynasty, and when the Song Dynasty is strong, they are also beautiful in their hearts.

The most beautiful one belongs to Gao Qiu. After all, besides an important court official, he is also Gao Ming's father, so he is a double happiness.

He was even a little carried away, and smiled at Cai Jing and the others: "With such great achievements on the firearms side, the training side will not be far behind. It is also exciting."

Facts speak louder than words, Tong Guan was upset, but he didn't dare to say anything else, if Huarong really achieved results, wouldn't it be a shame.

Cai Jing said with a smile: "Although the two sons of Taiwei are not biological, they are more promising than their own."

Originally, it was a pain point for Gao Qiu to have no relatives, but now Gao Ming is really good, Gao Qiu doesn't care at all, but he doesn't forgive others in his mouth, "It's useless to have no relatives."

At present, internal conflicts in Cai Jing's family are very serious. His eldest son has a bad temper with him, and he is trying to turn his elbows out all day long, pushing his father out of the position. He is the one who released the news that Cai Jing's old eyes are dazed.

The corners of Cai Jing's mouth twitched. You must know that although Gao Qi was domineering in the past, he still didn't dare to challenge his authority, but now that he has his son to rely on, he has confidence.

After Gao Qiu added trouble to Cai Jing, he felt better.

Everyone has seen the power of gunpowder, get on the car and go back to Tokyo.

Gao Qiu was in the same car with his son, and he couldn't help but asked his son worriedly, "Where have you been these few days? Let me find it easier. I thought you weren't going home."

Gao Ming thumped his shoulder and said, "I've been busy with today's gunpowder display. In order to succeed, Ling Zhen and I have been here to test and test again and again since the day before yesterday. We were afraid of mistakes, but luckily we didn't."

Gao Qiu said: "Take it easy, don't get tired. By the way, I see what you talked about with Xiao Wenshu?" After listening to his son's report, he said: "If the Liao Kingdom is awake, it will We should send someone to invite Da Song to Youzhou to talk again."

"I think it's almost done this time. Aren't they afraid that Song and Jin will take the initiative to attack Youzhou? Besides, there is a sharp weapon that can collapse the city wall, so ask them if they are afraid." Gao Ming said: "If it goes well this time, King Yun will lead If we go to Youzhou again, no matter if we take down the city in the east, or take down the whole territory of Youyun, it will be a great help for him to bring down the crown prince."

Gao Qiu's face changed, "How can you make the matter of seizing the heir so easy?"

"Isn't this obvious? Besides, there is no one else here, so naturally I have something to say." Gao Mingxu smiled and said: "I have been on the boat of King Yun for a long time, and I can only sit until dark." The official family likes King Yun, and King Yun is qualified to take the position, so he should be the crown prince."

"But the prince is not at fault." Gao Qiu sighed.

"It doesn't matter whether he restrains himself from making mistakes, doesn't let the officials seize the opportunity to replace the prince, or says that he is innocent and shouldn't bear the fate of being deposed. But in such a world of great controversy, mediocrity is wrong."

It's not bad for Zhao Huan to be a successful king, unlike his father who has a wide range of hobbies. It is said that he only loves raising goldfish in the Prince's Mansion. In a way, he has few hobbies and saves money.

But he just happened to meet this era, Wanyan's family was able to fight, and they rushed out like they were on the hook.

In contrast, the emperor of the Song Dynasty did not say that he had great economics, talents and strategies, but at least he could not be like Zhao Huan, who was indecisive and soft at other times except when he was strong-willed when he opposed his father.

Gao Qiu didn't expect his son to speak so bluntly. After being stunned for a moment, he smiled proudly: "People like Cai Jing, Tong Guan and others support King Yun, but they just see that the officials like King Yun and want to please the officials. My son is different. He started from his home country, so he is much stronger than them in his heart and vision. Cai Jing is old, but my son is young. Cai Jing is short-sighted and lacks vision. My son has far-sighted vision and great ambitions. , he is waiting for Cai Jing to retire, and my son and King Zhuyun have made great contributions to the position, so the position of prime minister is not in my son's pocket?"

"Father, I'm so thick-skinned that I'm too embarrassed to listen, really." Gao Ming waved his hands again and again, hoping his father would shut up.

"Why are you embarrassed to listen to the truth?" Gao Qiu said, "It's good to be humble, but my father thinks you should be more confident."

Gao Ming raised his eyebrows, others felt that his tail was up to the sky, but his father still felt that he lacked self-confidence.

He grinned, "Okay, so confident?"

Gao Lian nodded in agreement, "That's right, be confident!"

-

In terms of self-confidence, Gao Ming is 100% confident in selecting Li Gang as a reader writer.

During this period, Li Gang came to see him several times and finalized the outline together.

And Li Gang did not disappoint him, within half a month, news came from Li Gang: The book is finished!

Gao Ming received the manuscript delivered by Li Gang and read it all night with the lamp on. I have to say that the real Jinshi in this era is different. The writing skills are indeed profound. It is obviously a very simple writing, but it does not have a kind of touching power.

In the middle of the night, Gao Ming's heart was full of excitement while reading, and he felt an urge to abandon literature and pursue martial arts, and serve the motherland.

The book is divided into five parts, starting from the most obvious and going deeper step by step.

For example, the first part is about homeland, the founding history of the Song Dynasty, the territory of the Song Dynasty, the men farming and women weaving in the Central Plains, and the cultural customs near Bianliang.

In short, let everyone know Da Song and love Da Song.

The remaining four parts are carried out step by step, and finally the soldiers realize that the meaning of their life lies in their loyalty to the court, defending their families and the country, and giving their lives for the country is the highest tribute.

There are all those who died for Fang La. It is more noble to dedicate oneself to the country and the people. After the soldiers are educated, they can naturally do so.

Gao Ming pondered, when the time is right, he would implore the officials to remove the tattoos on the soldiers' faces, even if the first step is to change it to tattoos on the arms, tattoos on the face would be too degrading.

Of course, the most important thing is to break the inherent stereotype that "good iron does not make nails, and good men do not serve as soldiers".

This will be difficult. At the very least, it will be against the entire civil official group. Let alone the emperor will not support it. Even if the emperor supports it, the resistance will probably be so great that people will doubt life.

Gao Ming weighed his own weight and sighed, "Take your time, you can't eat a fat man in one bite. Let's focus on what's in front of us first."

He looked out of the window, and it was slightly lit, and he read Li Gang's manuscript all night unknowingly.

When he got up, he sniffled and said, "Ah Choo!"

Then a chill ran down his back and went straight to the back of his head.

"It's probably because I caught a cold after staying up late reading manuscripts." Gao Ming said to himself.

But, it doesn't matter, when he was kidnapped by the Jurchen, he fell asleep in the snow, he had a little typhoid, and it was drizzle.

Didn't his father say to be confident?

He thought confidently that his physique had already changed from what it used to be!

He is no longer the weak and sick Gao Yanei back then!

-

"Why is your face so red?" Hua Rong saw Gao Ming's cheeks were pale and rosy the first time he saw him.

"It's a windy day." Gao Ming patted the bound manuscript in his hand, "Chen Dong from Taixue will come over to try the lecture later, you should read the content of the first part first. After he finishes speaking, he can play freely During the session, ask these soldiers to come forward and talk about their relatives and neighbors."

Only by being honest with each other and understanding each other can we become a group and have more cohesiveness.

I broke up each of them before, and now I have to unite them again with more positive thoughts.

Hua Rong glanced quickly, "Then I'll arrange four teams to audition first to see the effect. The gentleman you invited is called Chen Dong? Why is it so familiar?"

"Do you still remember the tadpole stele? At the time, the ministers in the court were labeled as demon kings and spread to the people. This man named Chen Dong organized a petition from the imperial students."

"It's him. Thank you for being able to think of him, it's really a talent."

"He can organize Tai students to petition, and he is very eloquent." Gao Ming said: "Some people are born with gifted speeches, and they have strong mobilization power."

To put it bluntly, he is very provocative and has an unrivaled talent for mobilizing other people's emotions.

Hua Rong asked, "Are you staying for the audition too?"

"Of course, I have to personally check whether Chen Dong is qualified. If not, I have to find someone else."

Hua Rong heard that Gao Ming would stay for a while, and smiled happily: "That's great, I can see you for a while."

The two walked side by side to a row of houses behind the school field, where the soldiers being trained usually live here.

Huarong selected four teams of 48 soldiers with better performance to attend the class.

Gao Ming saw these soldiers, led by the instructor, come in with shouts, their movements were uniform, their expressions were serious, and there was no sense of glibness at all.

After sitting down upright, he looked straight ahead without squinting.

No one was interested in Gao Ming who was standing in the room for the first time.

Gao Ming said in his heart, not bad, at least he learned not to be distracted by outside interference.

Chen Dong arrived on time. He was tall and thin, like a bamboo pole. The most obvious feature was the two big dark circles under his eyes. I don't know if it was like this before, or it was caused by reading Li Gang's books at night.

After paying homage to Gao Ming and Hua Rong, he walked to the front of the room and spread out his textbook, "I'm a student of Taixue, my name is Chen Dong. By the way, I'm from Zhenjiang. Where are you all from?"

The soldiers didn't dare to open their mouths. At this time, Hua Rong, who was standing aside and listening, said, "Mr. told you to speak up, but it's okay for you to speak up."

It was only then that some people began to say a few place names one after another. Chen Dong nodded after listening, and then said: "Although these places are separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, they have one thing in common, that is, they are all the land of the Song Dynasty. Where? Ah, Baigou, yes! What about the south? Where is the west?"

In line with the answers below, Chen Dong explained the national boundaries in an orderly manner.

At the same time, Gao Ming also breathed a sigh of relief. It's really great that Chen Dong didn't follow the scriptures like ordinary private school teachers in this era, otherwise these soldiers would not have listened to them falling asleep.

Chen Dong introduced it from the national conditions, and with his rhythmic preaching, the people below were like a spring breeze.

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere was much warmer than at the beginning, and he followed Gao Ming's previous instructions: "Today we talked about our homeland, so who will talk about our own home? Not limited to family members, even every plant and tree in our hometown It's all right."

After several times of mobilization, someone stood up and said, "I miss my big yellow dog. When I left the village, it followed me all the time, and would never go back. It is said that dogs tend to want to die when they miss their masters, and they don't know that it is alive. No."

I heard that I want a dog, and everyone else is happy.

Gao Ming said: "Animals understand human nature, and there are many deeds of righteous dogs and saviors. I only know one thing. It is said that a few people were hunting, lost their way in the wild, and had nothing to eat. They picked mushrooms and lit a fire to roast them. The hound kept barking and refused to tell them to eat. Someone wanted to eat, but the hound bit his arm. The owner thought the dog was trying to grab food from them, so he beat the dog severely. When the mushroom was about to be put into its mouth, the dog jumped up and ate the mushroom in one bite. As a result, the dog foamed and died soon. Only then did the owners know that the mushroom was poisonous, and the dog was also trying to save them. He tested the poison himself and saved the lives of the master and his friends. Later, the master gave it a monument to commend its rescue act.”

Saying that the dog was not scolded, other people's chatterbox slowly opened up and spoke one after another.

The content varies, but most of them still miss my mother.

These speeches gave Gao Ming an idea that perhaps the concept of motherland should be further introduced.

Ask Da Song to establish a connection with the image of his mother.

Thinking about it, he only felt that his mind was a little dull and dull.

Every breath, the exhaled air seems to scald the nasal cavity.

Hua Rong also found out that something was wrong with Gao Ming, and ordered several instructors to take care of him first, while he led Gao Ming out of the teaching room.

When he came outside, Hua Rong tested the temperature of Gao Ming's forehead, "Really, I should have found out from the beginning, where is the wind blowing you, you are obviously sick."

Gao Ming also felt that he was not feeling well, "It should be because he accidentally caught a cold the night before yesterday."

"I'll take you back." Hua Rong took his hand and walked out of the camp.

Gao Ming smiled and said, "You don't care about it here?" It's not so hard to be sick and have someone you like send him back to rest.

"It's okay to let the coach take care of it for a day and a half." Hua Rong said, "Don't tell me you want me to stay?"

"I don't want to, I'm just asking, it makes me appear more important." Gao Ming laughed.

Hua Rong was amused, and walked forward with his arms around his shoulders.

Gao Ming was a little dizzy at first, but when the car was jolted, when he returned to the mansion, his illness was more serious than when he was in the military camp.

Hua Rong hurriedly helped him to lie down, and called a doctor to see him.

Seeing that his son was ill, Gao Qiu went around in distress, and finally took someone to make medicine himself.

Gao Ming said painfully: "Sickness hurts me eight hundred, and soup hurts me a thousand. Huarong, if you have me in your heart, I will send my father away in a while, and you will drink the medicine for me."

"Don't be poor, just be obedient and drink medicine!" Hua Rong tucked him in the quilt.

Gao Ming turned his face to look at Hua Rong, "Sleeping on the ground in the snow can't knock me down, I thought I could do it, but who knew that just reading all night, I fell ill. Alas, it can be seen that books are still lethal."

Seeing that he was still in the mood for joking, Hua Rong felt relieved, "You are just too tired. I heard that you also asked someone to increase the power of gunpowder. You are too busy and tired, that's why you're sick."

Gao Ming also felt that Hua Rong's analysis made sense. After working hard and staying up late, his resistance declined, and the disease came to him. But you, it will take some time to train those soldiers. Let them talk about their families today, and guide them slowly from the next class, instilling that protecting the country is protecting their most important people.”

After intensive training in the past few days, they have been trained to be empty-headed or doubt their own value.

This is the time to tell them the true meaning and true meaning of life.

After that, it is repeated training, class, self-analysis, mutual emotional infection, retraining, class...

They have been isolated from the outside world, with high-intensity training and high-intensity ideological indoctrination. After a period of time like this, I believe they will be completely new inside and out.

Hua Rong saw that Gao Ming was bedridden and was still advising on the training, so he said distressedly: "You should take a good rest."

At this time, Gao Qiu came in with a bowl of soup and medicine himself, "Come on, drink it while it's hot." Seeing that his son refused to drink it, he persuaded him, "It's even worse when it's cold."

"Have you added sugar?"

"You can't add sugar, if you add sugar, the medicine won't work!"

Gao Ming looked at Hua Rong pitifully, "We just agreed..." You drank it for me.

I didn't say yes.Hua Rong took the medicine bowl from Gao Qiu, "Let me feed him."

Gao Qiu suddenly remembered the old Duguan's phrase "Hua Rong feeds the yamen cakes with his mouth", and immediately thought that Hua Rong would do the same, so he left immediately, "Then you feed him." After telling his son to take a good rest, he left up.

Seeing his father gone, Gao Ming smiled at Hua Rong: "Changed your mind? You are so kind, help me drink it."

Hua Rong only blew on the decoction for him, and helped him up, "Come on, be good."

Gao Ming turned his face away, and said with disgust: "One smell is enough, I refuse."

"Patients have no right to refuse to take medicine." Hua Rong put an arm around his shoulders, and then took a sip with his head down, "It's not bitter at all."

"You lied to me, aren't you guilty?"

Hua Rong had no choice but to continue coaxing, "Close your eyes and drink it up in one breath. If you made up your mind just now, you will drink it all up now."

"I just caught a cold, even if I don't drink medicine, I can recover by myself, really. I actually just drank it for my father to see. You can pour it for me secretly, or drink it for me." Gao Ming blinked at him, seeing Unmoved, Hua Rong grabbed his sleeve and dangled, "Can you help me?"

Hua Rong was very conflicted. He wanted to teach Gao Ming to treat the disease with a correct attitude, but also wanted to see him acting like a baby.

Gao Ming tugged Huarong's sleeve back and forth, but Huarong's attitude didn't change, he dangled back and forth on his own, making him even more dizzy, covering his head and saying, "No, I'm dizzy."

"Hurry up and drink the medicine, I can lie down with you." Hua Rong said: "How about this, I drink half, and you have to drink half."

Gao Ming saw Huarong drink half a bowl in a few big gulps, and heard him say, "It's really not bitter."

Gao Ming took the medicine bowl dubiously, took a sip, then looked at Huarong sadly, "Liar."

Reluctantly drank the rest, lay face down and ignored that liar Hua Rong.

For a moment, he felt Huarong hugging him from behind, and he turned around "reluctantly".

Huarong kissed him, handed him the candy he was holding in his mouth just now, and said with a smile, "Have you got dessert yet?"

Gao Ming pouted, "It's okay."

Hua Rong pecked his lips, "What about this time?"

Gao Ming pursed his lips and smiled, "Let's make do."

Hua Rong put his arms around him, "Sleep after eating candy. You'll be fine tomorrow."

Gao Ming couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he talked to him, "I think the reason why I am so disgusted with drinking decoction is the psychological shadow left by taking tonic before."

"Which time?" Hua Rong recalled, "The time you had a nosebleed? King Yun even joked that you were watching me."

"He's talking nonsense! No matter how elegant you are, you won't make my nose bleed!"

"You wanted to buy Costin for me at the time, and you were so kind to me. It's no wonder he misunderstood."

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that Hai Dongqing was taken away by him. I will definitely get one for you in the future."

Hua Rong was beautiful in his heart, but he said: "Okay, stop talking, go to sleep."

"If I say one more thing, I'll sleep."

"Go ahead."

"Hua Rong, I like you too." Gao Ming smiled with his eyes closed.

Hua Rong was startled, although it was an obvious matter, but hearing him say it, joy surged from the bottom of his heart, he kissed Gao Ming again and again, and fell asleep with his arms around him.

The two slept with their necks together until dawn.

Suddenly, Gao Ming heard a knock on the door, opened his eyes and saw that Hua Rong had gone down to open the door, talked to the person at the door, and turned back.

"What's the matter?" Gao Ming half sat up, touched his forehead, it was no longer hot, "I seem to be fine."

"It is said that King Yun has entered the mansion, and the Taiwei sent someone over to wake me up, but not to get you out of bed." Hua Rong said.

Gao Ming understood what his father was thinking, and told Huarong to get up to avoid being bumped by King Yun, and he was not asked to get out of bed because he wanted him to pretend to be sick to win King Yun's sympathy.

Look, working hard for the court makes people sick.

"However, why did King Yun come to see me?" Gao Ming frowned.

"It is said that there is a letter from the Liao Kingdom, please send someone to Youzhou to negotiate again."

Gao Ming thought to himself, it turned out to be an international incident of this level, no wonder King Yun came to him in person.