[Comprehensive] Feasibility report on the restoration of the country

Things really happened as Murong Fu expected, Wang Yuyan was young and weak, and within a few days of traveling, she was already crying and complaining that her butt hurt when the car bumped.Bao BuTong and Feng BoE rode for days on horseback, looking at Wang YuYan, who was stuck to Murong Fu's body in the carriage every day, with a disapproving expression.Murong Fu is a person who has enjoyed modern transportation, and he feels like a close friend with Wang Yuyan, so he decided to change his route and go to Jiangning Mansion first.

The Jiangning Mansion at this time is the later Nanjing. During the Northern Song Dynasty, the entire Jiangnan East Road was an extremely prosperous place, not only densely populated but also prosperous.Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, said that "there were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many towers were in the mist and rain", which is exactly the praise of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties.

It was the first time for Wang Yuyan to go out to play since she was born. Once she entered the city gate and saw the bustling and bustling scene, she couldn't help but pulled Murong Fu's sleeves and exclaimed: "Cousin, this place is more lively than our Gusu!"

Murong Fu has always loved Wang Yuyan very much, seeing her almost half of her body hanging out of the window, he did not say anything to blame, he just put his arms around her and said: "This place has prosperous literature, handsome people, beautiful mountains and rivers, magnificent weather, and the fate of the country is closely related to it." Related, naturally very different."

From a geographical point of view, the entire territory of China happens to be divided into north and south by the Yangtze River. The north is dominated by high mountains, while the south is a flat plain.Nanjing is located at the juncture of the Yangtze River. If Nanjing is won, even if it cannot win the world, it can still be governed by the natural danger of the Yangtze River and the north.Compared with the complex terrain in the north, although the south is easy to attack and difficult to defend, the so-called success is also Xiao He and Xiao He is defeated. Also because of the flat terrain, the economy of the south has always been more developed than that of the north.After all, fighting is a job that burns money, and you have to have food in your hands to not panic.In terms of military affairs, there is another saying that if you want to take Nanjing, you must first get Anqing.Take Anqing, and Nanjing will have no barriers, and it can go down with a drum.It is for this reason that Shandong and Anhui have always been places of war and conquest.Unfortunately, the Great Yan State built by the ancestors of the Murong family included Shandong and Anhui. Economically, there was no land of fish and rice to support it. Militaryly, it stepped on a minefield. It is also a matter of course that the country was destroyed in the years of war. up.

Both Bao BuTong and Feng ChaoEi are Jianghu warriors who don't know the art of war, and don't understand the meaning behind Murong Fu's words.Wang Yuyan was so young that she focused on having fun, so she asked repeatedly: "Cousin, where are we going to play?"

Murong Fu pondered for a while, and replied: "You can go to Zijin Mountain, Jiming Temple and Wenxuanwang Temple, and you can also go to the hot springs."As for the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and the Yuejiang Tower, we have to wait for the great men to be born to plan and build them, so we can't see them now.

That night, Murong Fu and his party stayed at the inn.Early the next morning, he handed Bao Dong a drawing that he had drawn overnight, and casually ordered: "Our two-wheeled carriage is too bumpy, please trouble Third Brother Bao to run around the city today to find a skilled carriage shop, and take pictures of it." Build me a carriage this way."

Bao differently unfolded it for some unknown reason, but saw that the drawing on the paper was a four-wheeled carriage, and said with a smile, "I want to teach my lord to know that any carriage shop has ready-made four-wheeled carriages..."

Before Bao Dongfei finished speaking, Murong Fu shook his head slightly. He naturally knew that there were four-wheeled carriages in ancient China during the Warring States Period.It's just that this kind of four-wheeled carriage lacks a steering system compared with Western four-wheeled carriages, and the front axle is nailed to the body, so it is mostly used for transportation.In addition to the steering system, the four-wheeled carriage painted by Murong Fu now has a shock-absorbing device, which can be said to be more convenient and comfortable than the four-wheeled carriage invented in the West. "Brother Bao San doesn't know. This carriage is quite different from what we have seen before. I am only worried whether there will be any carriage dealers willing to take my business." Speaking of this, he could not help but smile lightly, nonchalantly Add a sentence, "In short, as long as someone is willing to pick it up, the price is not a problem." Murong Fu is worrying about making too much money and having nowhere to spend it, so he might as well make it his lifelong mission to be a playboy who spends a lot of money.

Bao BuTong didn't know anything about the remote knowledge of "manufacturing of four-wheeled carriages". After looking at the blueprint for a long time, he couldn't see any "big difference", so he had to put away the blueprint and obey the order honestly.

After sending Bao BuTong away, Murong Fu took Wang Yuyan and Feng BoE straight to Zijin Mountain, without the chatter of Bao BuTong, this trip must have been a lot quieter.

Zijin Mountain is steep, with three connected peaks, winding like a dragon. In this era, there is no cableway for transportation. Wang Yuyan was young and weak, so she couldn't climb up.Although Feng Bo'e was dull, he was loyal to Murong Fu, he immediately took a step forward and took Wang Yuyan into his arms, and said with a smile, "Fourth Uncle Feng, come and hug me!"

Wang Yuyan didn't even give Deng Baichuan any face, let alone the turmoil, she just twisted her body and stretched out her arms to Murong Fu. "Cousin, give me a hug."

Murong Fu took Wang Yuyan helplessly, and said harshly to Feng Bo: "Fourth Brother Feng, let me do it." Saying this, he walked towards the top of the mountain.Although Murong Fu is not yet an adult, but after all he possesses martial arts, he is not tired carrying Wang Yuyan all the way up the mountain, it is only at this time that he realizes the benefits of martial arts.

When the three of them climbed to the top, they saw that the mountains, rivers, and city were integrated into one majestic and majestic, and it really seemed like swallowing the world.Wang Yuyan was overwhelmed by the scene long ago, she just lay in Murong Fu's arms in a daze.The storm is evil for a martial artist, and he doesn't know what to say to suit the occasion.Only Murong Fu was stunned for a long time, then Fang sighed in a low voice: "The mountains and rivers are so beautiful..." This sentence only lingered between his lips and teeth, before it could be heard by others, it was blown away in the wind.The country is so beautiful, but there are always many people who want to destroy her in this world, but few people who want to protect her.

It's September, and the autumn is crisp and clear, which is a good time for outings.So after only a moment, Murong Fu heard many voices from far away.He followed the prestige and saw more than a dozen scholars in high-end scarves, accompanied by a group of gorgeously dressed courtesans who were as charming as spring, talking and laughing.In this era, it is not immoral for scholars to travel with prostitutes, but it is a kind of elegance. The so-called real celebrities are romantic.It's just that Murong Fu couldn't get used to this kind of elegance, and he didn't think it was suitable for Wang Yuyan to see, so he hurriedly left with Wang Yuyan in his arms.But as he walked forward, another few words drifted into Murong Fu's ears.

One said: "This Wang Jiefu deceives the world and steals his name. He is greedy and vicious. Who in the world will not suffer from his bitterness. How can he deserve to enjoy the honor of this country's lord?"

One said: "Brother Zi'an has become a prime minister, this Wang Jiefu has resigned from the prime minister again, I dare to say that in this life, it will be difficult for him to make a difference!"

Another person came forward and said: "This Wang Jiefu is really abominable. He tampered with his ancestors to establish the law, abolished the Ming scriptures and despised scholars. Who in the world does not hate him to the bone?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone applauded and cursed loudly, as if this Wang Jiefu had revenge on them for killing his father.It wasn't until the female relatives of Wang Jiefu's family greeted each other in turn that they turned to discussing the skills of poetry and prose. They leaned against the red, nestled in the green, chanted the wind and played the moon, thinking that they were extremely talented.

It was the first time in Wang Yuyan's life that she heard so many tricky and vicious insults at once in her life, she pulled Murong Fu's sleeve curiously and asked in a low voice: "Cousin, who is this Wang Jiefu? Is he a bad guy?"

Murong Fu's legs were a little weak, he had to put Wang Yuyan down, supported the rock beside him with one hand, and gasped for breath in confusion.Seeing that his complexion changed suddenly, with beads of sweat rolling on his forehead, Feng Boxie hurriedly stepped forward to support him and asked anxiously, "Master, is there any discomfort?"

Murong Fu shook his head repeatedly, brushed Feng Bo'e's arm away silently, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath with inner strength and mental method.Murong Fu knows the past and the present, and can know 1000 years later, so he naturally knows who this Wang Jiefu is.Wang Anshi, courtesy name Jiefu, named Jing Guogong, is a famous reformer in Chinese history.In the middle and late Northern Song Dynasty, in order to change the poor and weak situation of the imperial court, he personally presided over the reform, which aimed to restrain the annexation and privileges of the bureaucratic landlord class, and implement the policy of enriching the country and strengthening the army, known as the Xining Reform in history.However, due to Wang Anshi's stubborn and arbitrary personality, and flaws in employment and management, the various disadvantages exposed during the reform period could not be effectively improved.In the end, Emperor Shenzong dismissed Wang Anshi under the pressure of the government and the opposition, and the Xining Reform ended in failure.

Thinking of this, even though Murong Fu is used to being calm and reserved, he couldn't help roaring in his heart: What's going on?Isn't this the world of "Tian Long Ba Bu", but the real world?But where did Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan come from in real history? ...Could it be a mashup?Are you kidding about history?Are you fucking kidding me?However, this kind of thing of soul travel cannot be explained by science. Now that the transmigration of books and history is added, even if it is difficult for Murong Fu to accept it, he can only accept it.Thinking up to this point, he raised his hand and pressed the center of his brows, finally regaining his composure.Looking down at Wang Yuyan's deer-like deer-like wet eyes, she couldn't help but smile, pointing to a peak in the north and mysteriously saying: "There is a fairy cave there, let's go and see if there are any old gods there!" Picking up Wang Yuyan's hand and walking down the mountain.

The fairy cave that Murong Fu refers to is exactly what later generations called "Zixia Cave".Now Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang has not yet been born, so this fairy cave is still called Zhuhu cave.The three of them entered the cave, but seeing the waterfall splashing, the bell ringing, and the scenery pleasant, they felt refreshed.They toured along the mountain road, and not long after, they saw an old man sitting by a big rock and playing chess alone under the shade of a tree.

Wang Yuyan was at the age of innocence, when she saw this old man, she immediately said "ah", broke free from Murong Fu's palm, ran to the other person, raised her head and said seriously: "There really is an old god! Please accept me as a disciple, Teach me the way of eternal life."

The old man was interrupted from thinking, so he raised his head and glanced at Wang Yuyan.Wang Yuyan is only seven years old, but because of her rich and noble background, her delicate appearance makes her look more childish.The old man couldn't help laughing: "Who told you that I am a fairy?"

Wang Yuyan felt a little sick when she heard the words, and said disappointedly: "So you are not a god..." She glanced at a greasy stain on the old man's Confucian shirt, and said to herself again. "That's right, the clothes of the gods are not so dirty!" In the Song Dynasty, the living standards of the people improved, and everyone was very clean. For a wealthy family like Wang Yuyan, it was common to change five or six clothes a day.Wang Yuyan saw that the old man didn't even have clean clothes on his body, so he was so destitute, so naturally he couldn't be a god.

As soon as Wang Yuyan said this, Murong Fu sweated slightly on his forehead, he hurried forward and dragged Wang Yuyan behind him, and apologized to the old man: "My sister is young and doesn't know poetry. Please don't blame me, this junior has apologized!"

Naturally, the old man would not care about a little girl like Wang Yuyan, he just shook his hands and said with a smile: "Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji!"

Murong Fufang heaved a sigh of relief, Wang Yuyan pulled his robe behind his back again, and whispered: "Cousin, you haven't said whether Wang Jiefu is a good guy or a bad guy!" Opening this topic, unexpectedly Wang Yuyan has a particularly good memory, and when she sees no gods, she brings up old stories again.

Wang Yuyan's thoughts are so wild and unconstrained, Murong Fu is in vain.He saluted and said goodbye to the old man, bent down and picked her up, and said solemnly: "The king has high morals, you can't call him by his first name, understand?"

Wang Yuyan nodded ignorantly, and asked persistently, "Then is he a good guy or a bad guy?"

Murong Fu was silent for a while, then Fang sighed helplessly: "The sutra is a good sutra, but the monk with a crooked mouth recited it. Management depends on staring out!"

Wang Yuyan was still ignorant, but the old man behind Murong Fu suddenly stood up and said: "Dare to ask my friend, what do you mean by 'management is based on staring'?"

The old man asked a question suddenly and Murong Fu couldn't help being slightly taken aback, thinking about the real historical events in his memory and the things mentioned by the scholars just now, and seeing the old man's extraordinary demeanor without showing his appearance, he secretly had a bold guess in his heart .

But the old man saw Murong Fu's hesitant expression, he just smiled and said: "This place is a rare quiet place, you and I gossip about the past for entertainment, little friend, what worries do you have?"

Murong Fu couldn't help laughing when he saw this old man's agitation, he thought to himself: So what if it's really him?I'm not going to be an official again!Then he turned back, sat down opposite the old man, and said solemnly: "Even though Wang Xianggong has the talents of manipulating the world, he can't do everything in the world by himself. If he wants to change his ancestors, he must Employing people, the younger generation thinks that managing people is more important than employing people. Just because everyone has selfishness, whether it is for fame, wealth or love, it is inevitable to shake their minds. Once the power is in their hands, they will do whatever they want and cause endless harm.”

The old man's expression flickered, and he said decisively after a while: "Lu Huiqing is capricious, but Zihou is very human!"

When Murong Fu heard the words, he only sighed in his heart.History has proved that Zhang Dun Zhang Zihou had a strong temperament and was better than Wang Anshi, the "handsome man".Since then, successive dynasties have been unable to break away from the pattern of party struggle, and the ancient gentleman's government has disappeared. "Is it possible for one person to do the world's affairs by Zhang Zhang? For the reform, the officials only need to issue an imperial decree, but those officials are the ones who really do things. Nowadays, most officials in the court are used to singing the wind and playing the moon and are not familiar with common affairs. Those small officials I don't know poetry and books, and I don't know the way of loyalty to the people. If the reform is to succeed, only the officials support the public. Timely incrimination, the reform will have a successful day."

The old man was silent for a long time before he sighed: "Management is based on staring, so that's the case....It's a pity that the court is not one mind!"

Murong Fu knew that he was referring to the old party headed by Sima Guang, so he smiled and said: "This matter is because Wang Xianggong is too impatient. The official family is in the prime of life, and Wang Xianggong is also in his prime, just wait a few years It doesn't matter. If the younger generation is Wang Xianggong, he will pay close attention to the matter of obtaining talents through the imperial examination. Although the original intention of abolishing the Mingjing and setting up the law is good, it will affect the whole body. It is related to the future of scholars in the world, so it is no wonder that they are full of opinions Eloquent." Wang Anshi reformed the imperial examination system, Jinshi subjects did not take poetry and prose, and current affairs and policy theory, just like candidates who suddenly received a notice that they would not take English and Russian in the college entrance examination, and candidates who had learned English for more than ten years had to learn Russian again from the beginning. Isn't this cheating?In the Song Dynasty, the imperial examination was held every three years, and only 350 people were selected for each subject. Who can guarantee that they will be able to enter high school in three years?Three years and three years, three years and three years, and soon ten years!Who can stand it? "Since Wang Xianggong can think of rectifying the Taixue, why didn't he consider rectifying the Hanlin? In the name of serving the officials, the scholars of the Xinke learned the way of reform and management. After a few years, these scholars of the Xinke became officials. After taking office, the obsolete will gradually be cleaned up. After all, the queen mother and others will be old and old, and when the official family is full-fledged, won't it be the same as one?"

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small dish..." The old man sighed again.

"That's exactly the reason." Murong Fu smiled, took Wang Yuyan by the arm, and got up to bid farewell to the old man.

Seeing this, the old man got up and saw him off, and said: "Young friend, who is very knowledgeable and mature enough to seek the country, is the blessing of the people. I don't know when I will go to the election?"

Murong Fu shook his head. "Your aspiration is in the countryside, and you don't intend to be an official." Seeing the old man trying to persuade him, Murong Fu lowered his head and glanced at Wang Yuyan, and said in a gentle voice, "After all, this junior is still an ordinary person. Now that the rivalry between the ruling and middle parties is intensifying, this junior should take care of himself even if he doesn't care about himself." family."

The old man couldn't help being distracted when he heard the words, he said after a while: "In my opinion, is this Wang Jiefu a good guy or a bad guy?"

When the old man asked this question, Murong Fu couldn't help but look sideways at him, seeing his bewildered expression made him feel sad.In any case, the original intention of Wang Anshi to preside over the reform in Xining was to benefit the country and the people, but now that it has ended so badly, he must be very depressed.Thinking of this, he couldn't help standing still, bowed the whole suit of clothes to the old man respectfully, and said in a loud voice: "Old man, the merits and demerits of Mr. Wang should not be judged by the juniors. There will be fair judgments through the ages. The juniors only know , take care of the past, what's the deal with the posthumous name!"

"What's the point of being famous after the past? Good! Good!" The old man suddenly laughed loudly and walked away.

The author has something to say:

Murong: Director, come out, let's talk about life!

Director: You are an adult, with a mature mind and sophisticated means. Why do you need to play games with such a low price for the novice version?

Murong: ...