[Comprehensive] The days when I pretended to be a meow in the Forbidden City

While everyone was counting for her, they cleverly ran to invite the medical craftsman, for fear that she would collapse if she couldn't bear it, panting. He jumped forward and wanted to stop him, but he rushed forward two or three steps but was held back.

The person who held him did not know why he stretched out his hand, but just did so.

Being blocked by this, the onlookers also explained the ins and outs to the doctor, and the doctor also stopped in a daze. The people who pulled him up to prevent him from stopping him murmured, "Crazy, all crazy."

The Minister of the Ministry of War, the Minister of the Ministry of War and other officials stood aside, and they watched the lady named Liu slowly and stably stab one after another with a standard.

At this moment, Shang Shu didn't know how he felt in his heart, nor did he know what kind of result he was expecting in his heart.

Although he is not a military officer, he also knows how to do it. He knows that this matter is impossible to complete. For him, it is most beneficial if it cannot be completed. Come.

But deep down in his heart, he hoped that she could complete it.

Such a girl deserves respect.

Moreover, he also wanted to know, what was that sergeant thinking about leaving such a good girl behind to join the army?What prompted him to go to the front?

"110 four!"

It's almost halfway through, and it's the time when I'm most tired.

This achievement is already the achievement of the serving soldier after training. Wearing a military uniform and stabbing a hundred times, it is above average.

"One hundred, 130 six!"

Liu Niang's movements were already unstable, but she still shouted out the number after the stabbing, unknowingly, the people around her also shouted for her.

But Liu Niang actually couldn't hear it anymore.

Her mind was highly concentrated, and only the standard action of stabbing was in her mind at this time.

This is what she discovered during ordinary training. She doesn't think about anything, as long as she does this, she usually counts her adopted son, but today her adopted son is taken away by her. If the adopted son is here, she will definitely stop her, but, It's just... Today is the day when she heard the news of her husband's death 18 years ago.

She wanted to make an end of it today. Before going out, she worshiped the memorial tablet of her deceased husband, put on the armor that was sent back with an exception at that time, and picked up the spear that her husband left in Bianjing.

She could feel her husband was with her at this moment.

This year the government opened the Enke, and there are countless students in the city. If she really fulfills the agreement and the minister refuses to allow her to join the army, she will go to find these students. If the students can speak for her, maybe she can be promoted god listen.

I heard that the sage is gentle and kind, and he values ​​faith very much. If he can reach heaven, he can... then he can...

"140 Seven!"

One hundred and fifty stabs in military uniform are the best.

"150 four!"

One hundred and eighty strokes can be up and down.

Less than fifty more.

Liu Niang only felt a buzzing in her head, and her hands and feet were numb.

Don't be nervous, don't be afraid, just get through this time period.

She has no way out, if she fails today... no, don't think about it, don't think about anything, just think about the basic movements.

Liu Niang repeated the movements mechanically, she didn't know how she shocked the people around her.

As a combined movement, chopping and stabbing is actually composed of five movements: chopping down, retracting, horse step, thrusting out, and retracting.

The Song Dynasty mainly used infantry, so the attack action was based on the close combat between infantry and cavalry.

None of the diners on the third floor of the restaurant left.

All the lords stood on the stage and looked at the woman below. At this time, no one spoke, but stood silently, neither of them knew what the other was thinking.

The only known thing is that everyone is waiting for a result.

Suddenly, Hua Manlou made a sound first, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he couldn't bear to look any further, but he sighed, "It's messed up."

Everyone didn't understand, so they had to watch him, Lu Xiaofeng saw everyone watching, and said, "Liu Niang's rhythm is out of order."

This chaos is not due to the sight. After all, everyone is looking down from above, and the viewing angle is limited, so there are bound to be blind spots, but Huamanlou is for listening.

What he heard was the sound of a weapon cutting through the air, Xia Anran also heard this sound.

This is because Liu Niang's chopping action is no longer decisive, which caused the angle of the gun to deflect. If I want to talk about it in detail, it is that the sound of piercing the air has a sense of stagnation.

Either because the weapon turned, or because the hand lost strength and couldn't hold it tightly, no matter what it was, the change was so small that a yamen at the next table squinted his eyes for a long time and couldn't see it. He looked suspiciously at Huamanlou for a few times, with a somewhat dubious taste.

Hua Manlou would not explain himself, at this time he did not have the usual gentle smile on his face as he "looked" at the downstairs, but also showed a bit of solemnity, after a while he slowly put away the folding fan, and with the bones of the fan Gently touched the palm.

Xia Anran knew why he had such an expression, because Liu Niang's breathing sound was so heavy that he could hear it clearly when he was separated by three floors and a small street.

Liu Niang's rhythm was well controlled before, Xia Anran never heard her panting, her breathing was covered by the sound of breaking the air and the clashing of armor rings.

But when the count passed two-thirds, it seemed that because she was shouting the count, the rhythm of the lady's breathing changed unexpectedly.

Xia Anran guessed that when she was training at home, she should be counting silently or someone else was counting for her, so this lady may not have counted this physical exertion in it, and the result is that she has not been able to scientifically distribute her time. physical strength.

This messy rhythm immediately caused discordant notes to appear in Liu Niang's whole movements. The lady obviously realized that there was a problem with her rhythm, and she began to deliberately adjust the breathing rhythm, but because she was ignorant before The part of the loss that I feel wasted on Huhe cannot be regained by a little adjustment by her now, and naturally it cannot be made up by a few shouts and encouragements from the surrounding people.

What's more, she should have entered the state of tinnitus at this time, and she couldn't hear anything.

Xia Anran noticed that the expressions of Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng were filled with regret. As martial arts practitioners, both of them had experienced such training. They naturally knew that Liu Niang in such a state would not be able to complete the rest. For the task, although she has not many left, but according to this state, even a dozen or even a few can become a natural barrier.

If you do it by force, I'm afraid it will hurt the foundation.

Neither Lu Xiaofeng nor Hua Manlou wanted to see this.

Xia Anran had already noticed that Lu Xiaofeng's hand was on the window frame, and so was Hua Manlou, the two obviously wanted to stop it before it was irreversible.

Xia Anran also noticed that several people's eyes were fixed on her. These people obviously wanted to see how "now" would react.

At this moment, Xia Anran's mood is not very good.

He looked at Liu Niang, but what he thought of was Shen Qi.

Their experiences are so similar, they resolutely made love, and when they had the best future, they stopped abruptly.

When one person dies for the sake of righteousness in his heart, the other person can only live by his will, and they all made the same choice-go to church with their dead partner, and then continue to walk on with the burden on each other.

Regarding this matter, Cao Chun only mentioned one sentence.

Afterwards, even though he repeatedly asked, Cao Chun was no longer willing to say more, but Xia Anran knew very well the feeling of being left behind suddenly.

It was as if a piece of my own life had been dug away, and since then there was a hole in my heart, the objects in my eyes lost color, the food in my mouth lost its taste, the flowers lost their fragrance, and my joy was covered with a layer of veil .

He was prepared long ago so that he wouldn't be in so much pain, so what about Shen Qi?

He has memories and knows that he can meet again in the future. What about Shen Qi?

He can finish what he is doing now, and he can proudly tell him when they meet again, what about Shen Qi?

There is nothing that can fill that void, only let yourself get used to it and be busy.Only then can I not toss and turn when I dream back at midnight.

Someone once persuaded him to continue, not for emotion, but just for companionship, so just let it go.

But how is that possible?

Once you have seen the vast ocean, how can you settle for Koizumi; if you have seen the majestic mountains, how can you settle for the earth slope;

Later, what happened later, he actually somewhat forgot those days.

I just feel that the days are long and tight, and when the countdown appears in the system, he can be said to invite the bright young man with a joyful attitude, explain everything behind him, and then An Ran waits for the moment of logout with anticipation.

Xia Anran raised his head slowly, his gaze met Bai Jinxi who was looking down, the latter seemed to sense his gaze, and took advantage of the situation, the eyes fixed on him were clear with a few strands of doubt, as if What's wrong with him?

Xia Anran pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head slightly, but she quietly moved closer to Bai Jinxi. The two were separated by a little distance, but they could feel each other's warmth. He sat by the window, still paying attention to the lady below. move.

Now there are still more than 30 short, if she can really persist, it will be a miracle, but everyone knows that it is impossible, this lady has reached the end of her strength.

It is only one step away from exhaustion.

Everyone felt sorry for not being able to witness the birth of the miracle, but they also knew that it was really no fault of Liu Niang.

There is already a more emotional lady, her eyes are already full of tears, and someone is comforting this Liu Niang, don't continue, if you continue to hurt your body, even if the goal is achieved, what's the point?

Will the barracks accept a disabled person to join the army?

If you don't take a good rest and fight another day, the Ministry of War is here, and you can't escape.

It's okay to come back next time, get ready and practice for a while.

——No, not the same!

Although Liu Niang couldn't hear what the people around her were saying, she stood firm stubbornly and made the prescribed actions one after another. She knew that they were trying to stop her, and she also knew that they had good intentions.

But not the same, today, not the same.

Only today, she doesn't want to lose.

She doesn't want to lose!

Such calls became louder and louder, especially after Liu Niang staggered, more and more people wanted to stop her.

Previously, Liu Niang wanted to do such an unbelievable move, although everyone disagreed, they still had an attitude of watching the show, because they believed that she could not do it, so they didn't care much.

But now seeing a well-behaved girl lose her health and even her life in front of them because of absurd actions, everyone couldn't watch it any longer.

Just as there was a woman in the crowd who wanted to stop it, but Liu Niang was holding a weapon and showing a defensive posture, a group of government servants pushed the crowd away from behind and came over.

The leaders among them were dressed in sixth-grade martial robes, and they looked very imposing. After the crowd dispersed, they saw Liu Niang in military uniform, and after listening to the ins and outs of the others, The leader shouted "Nonsense!"

Afterwards, the yamen servants and women all pressed Liu Niang to the ground and took off her armor and helmet. Liu Niang had no strength to struggle, and her face was bloodless.

She was suddenly pushed down, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and when she realized that everyone wanted to stop her, she struggled away, but at this time the weapon in her hand was taken away, and she was lying down in a posture that was not easy to exert strength, and the armor in her hand It was so heavy that she was powerless to prevent everyone from taking off her armor.

Liu Niang opened and closed her lips, but she could only make breath sounds.

Although the people upstairs couldn't see it directly, they could guess a thing or two from the reactions of the onlookers.

Liu Niang must have reached her limit, could it be that she was blocked by this, and she was very likely to die suddenly.

It's just this resistance, but it also means that all her previous efforts have been in vain.

Later, Liu Niang was put on a stretcher, and the unloaded armor was carried by a Kaifeng government official. He obviously miscalculated the weight when he hugged her for the first time, and he couldn't pick it up for a while. After two times of charging, he picked him up just now, but his steps towards the Kaifeng mansion were slightly faltering, and the weight of Liu Niang's armor could be seen from his actions.

The audience sighed and dispersed. It was a pity for such an ending. Many people spontaneously followed the team of government servants and went to Kaifeng Mansion.

They wanted to know how Liu Niang was doing now, and how Master Bao would judge her.

Liu Niang was forcibly taken away by Kaifeng Mansion because she blocked the main road of Kaifeng Mansion.Moreover, she was wearing a golden armor and holding a weapon, so she was suspected of provoking trouble.

In fact, all of these can be sentenced or not. The key is that there are enthusiastic people who go to Kaifeng Mansion for help.

According to Bao Zheng's rules, whenever someone reports to the official, no matter what the situation is, he must go to find out the situation. This can be regarded as besieging Wei and saving Zhao, and stopping Liu Niang.

A group of people busily sent her to Kaifeng Mansion, under the din of people, they completely concealed the hoarse and desperate "No—" that Liu Niang had finally uttered.

Only those who are very close and have two outstanding ears can hear it.

Xia Anran lowered his eyelids, he pressed his fingertips on the window frame, his fingernails were scratching the window paint, his heart was depressed for a while, facing this situation, he was a little speechless.

The crowd of onlookers downstairs gradually dispersed, and the people drinking upstairs naturally lost their interest.

Because this place is relatively close to their residence, several people walked back after leaving the restaurant. There were originally activities in the afternoon, but everyone had a tacit understanding not to mention it at this time.

No one spoke during the period, and everyone was preoccupied.

Obviously, they were all touched by what Liu Niang did and said.

After sending Xia Anran back to the courtyard, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou said goodbye and left, and the atmosphere among them became a little more relaxed.

Hua Manlou also said that he invited Xia Anran to go to Xiangguo Temple again in a few days, and Xia Anran responded with a smile after explaining their regret that they could not eat the famous vegetarian food of Xiangguo Temple that day.

After the two left, when the two of them walked into the hall side by side, he suddenly thought of something, so he turned his head and said to Bai Jinxi, "The tables next to you today should recognize the officials. Talk to the officials, so as not to be caught off guard."

Bai Jinxi was extremely calm at this time, he said flatly, "I'm afraid it's too late."

As soon as Xia Anran showed a puzzled expression, she heard Bai Jinxi continue to say, "I guess they are already writing the melody at this time." Xia Anran was silent for a while, and asked rather dryly, "It's just that they have to write the melody now." Books? But I just ate a meal, and they ate too."

Hearing his naive words, the smile on Bai Jinxi's lips was tinged with sarcasm, he sighed lightly, and shook his head, "Why do they care about this, Taiwan's job is to advise all officials, just admonishing is Well, as for the rest...it's not up to them to judge."

Seeing Xia Anran's disbelief, Bai Jinxi only said, "Brother Xia doesn't need to care about this, the officials have their own way of dealing with it."

In this case, the little emperor is too pitiful, such thoughts flashed through Xia Ran's mind.

But every era has its own rules. In the Song Dynasty, this rule was: the king and the scholar-bureaucrats ruled the world together.

With this rule, it is doomed that the life of the emperors in the Song Dynasty is not as good as the life of the emperors in the Ming and Qing Dynasties after the highly centralized power, but the emperors in the late Song Dynasty were not paper-based. Let's see who is stronger.

Moreover, having two or even three regimes in a dynasty will also bring a certain degree of stability. Although it is not conducive to progress, it is not too bad.

In fact, the dismal ending of the Northern Song Dynasty was also related to Shenzong's centralization of power.

Shenzong strongly supported Wang Anshi's reform, intending to break down and re-establish. Because of resistance to the reform, he changed the political system that had been in operation for more than 100 years in the Northern Song Dynasty. Let's not talk about directly changing the political system when encountering resistance in order to achieve a goal. Whether the system is correct or not, in terms of its consequences, is extremely unfavorable.

Shenzong died early, but his centralization system was inherited until the Huizong Dynasty. Under the deliberate operation of Huizong and his favorite Cai Jing, the Huizong Dynasty strengthened the political effect of the "Royal Brush".It directly caused the officialdom in the late Northern Song Dynasty to become a monopoly, from the decision-making of the county king to the selection of officials through the imperial examination.

It also directly led to the incomprehensible ending of Jingkang's shame and the destruction of the country-the stupid emperor and the equally stupid bureaucrats made a series of mistakes that no one would make.

It was also a battle to destroy the country. In the Jingkang year, the Northern Song Dynasty had many soldiers and food, but the generals refused to surrender and the people refused to submit.

Civilian armies everywhere are even spontaneously raising troops and marching northward with the intention of saving the country.

If such a scene is placed in front of the Southern Song Emperor Song Duanzong, Ming Chongzhen Emperor, or the last emperor of any dynasty, they will cry with envy.

However, in the Northern Song Dynasty, because the court and the central government were one-spoken, because none of the court-centered ones was sober, and the few sobers were weak and unable to recover, they were beaten to a dead end.

Autocracy, dictatorship, and centralization, these political systems are only useful in the hands of a sage king. Unfortunately, Huizong is not.

It is also a pity that every holy emperor who is committed to centralizing power must not have imagined that his descendants will appear mediocre or even stupid.

These thoughts just flashed by, Xia Anran first thought about making some food for the little emperor to appease his doomed hands, and then the two of them took off their food-stained clothes and handed them over to the servants in the house. After washing his hands and face a little, he was pressed by Bai Jinxi to take a nap.

Taking a nap after dinner every day is the rule Bai Jinxi set for him, because it really fits Xia Anran's living habits, so he was warmly welcomed by him.

It's just that Xia Anran didn't sleep well today.

In the dream, he encountered the incident at noon again.

And in the dream, he was Liu Niang. The beginning of the dream was no longer remembered, but the end was when he received the news that his lover died in battle.

After Xia Anran woke up, she felt a little heavy, and the sense of despair that almost collapsed the world at that moment in the dream lingered for a long time.

He took a stroll outside, and saw Bai Jinxi, who was working at work, talking to a few familiar servants from a distance, everything was as usual, it was just a dream.

It's just that at this moment, there is always some cloud in his heart that cannot be dispelled.

In his dream, his lover and his comrades didn't even get the honor they deserved after being killed. In his dream, he also dreamed of the meeting of the court officials. Thousands of heroes lost the medals and pensions they deserved with just a few fluffy words.

After waking up, Xia Anran ran around the room, only thinking that he had to do something. Bai Jinxi wanted to go to the battlefield, and so did his student Bai Yutang, not to mention them, there were countless others who threw their heads and blood on the battlefield For young people, this court, which is almost a civil servant, is too scary and must be changed.

But he couldn't think of a way for a while.

He originally planned to use a subtle method to change all this from the people first. Frankly speaking, the Song Dynasty's state of emphasizing civility over military affairs can be called sick, especially since it has been implemented almost throughout the Song Dynasty's ruling career. It is a battle between civil and martial arts, and each wins and loses according to the needs of the times. Only this dynasty will always prevail with civil and military.

And although the military officials were suppressed, they did not suppress the army. The extreme distrust of the local warlords caused the warlords of the Northern Song Dynasty to repeatedly increase the control of the central army and increase the number of the central army. It has eliminated the redundant army situation that is rarely seen in other dynasties.

The depression in his heart was hard to dissipate for a while, so he took Bai Jinxi's piano, and then found a shelter, touched the string with his fingertips, and the sound of the piano suddenly rose.

As the saying goes, the zither pleases others, and the qin pleases oneself. Because the melody of the zither does not have to be tuned, it can also be tuned because of the mood. After turning the string several times in a row, the sound of the piano became high-spirited, and the tune played by him became high-spirited.

The guqin solo sound is a little weak, but he brought it with his skills.

The sound of the zither is like a thick mountain, but also like a light mist.

It is like the rain of sedative soul, washing away the depression in the heart.

After playing a minor tune, Xia Anran only felt much more relaxed, followed by pain in his fingertips. This body has never practiced the piano, or it has not been practiced for a long time, and there is no thick skin in his hands. He is in high spirits again. He played the piano as soon as he came, without taking care of his hands first, and because of his unhappiness, his hands were a little heavy, and now he feels his fingertips are burning and painful.

It should be fortunate that the Guqin here still uses silk as its strings. If it is a modern string, I am afraid that his hands will break the skin at this time.

He shook his hands, feeling that his heart still hadn't been relieved at this time, the only way to relieve his worries was the newspaper office.

He only hesitated for a moment, and then brought out a pen and paper. This time, Xia Anran wanted to try a love theme that he had never tried before.

Although he is indeed not good at this kind of content, but if the writing is more subtle and light, and does not focus on the emotional line, he thinks he should still be able to write it, should...

Why don't you try a short story first.

He is going to write two chapters, the first chapter is from the perspective of the heroine, and the second chapter is from the perspective of the male protagonist. The first and second chapters complement and support each other.The title must be written first, and this is changed by the real story.

There are quite a lot of story books in the Song Dynasty, among which there are many talented scholars and beauties, but almost no one writes the stories between ordinary women and military households. The occupation of military households in the novels seems to be as invisible as they are in reality. , or it exists as a villain, such as a thug who acts as a villain who separates the male and female protagonists, or an arrogant and domineering guard at the gate of the city.

The number of professional soldiers in the Northern Song Dynasty reached its peak in the middle and late Renzong Dynasty, about 130 million. Now even if it is less, there should be 90 million.

The Liao army in the same period should be no more than 30.

With such a large base, there is no story about them in the storybook, and they do not exist on the stage.

Obviously what they are doing is to protect the land and the country, but even the military man himself has no sense of pride. Even the military wife, who is respected in later generations and is also known as the backing and cornerstone of the Great Wall of Protecting the Country, does not exist at this time Feeling, and even being despised because a man joined the army.

The reason is actually because soldiers in the Northern Song Dynasty were hired. Do you think mercenaries are noble and worthy of respect?

No, this is just an exchange of equal value. As for whether what the soldiers paid and received is equivalent, these common people don't care.

At the same time, just because soldiers have no sense of pride, their sense of responsibility also declines.Because there is no expectation for me, I can do it arbitrarily-this is self-defeating.

Such a vicious cycle.

Xia Anran's pen is wandering around, and inspiration is like a spring, and there is no stopping for a while except to study ink and ink. It is really time-consuming to study ink. I really don't want to waste a minute in this state of inspiration!

At this time, Xia Anran regretted that she didn't buy a little black ink monkey. If there is a fully automatic black ink grinding monkey, it would be more convenient to buy two more.

Want a free labor!

He rolled his eyes, closed his eyes and listened carefully, and suddenly turned to a rock and said, "Xiao Langjun, can you come out and help me grind some ink?"

As he expected, there was no response. Xia Anran took a look there, and seemed to be able to pass through the high-frequency cloth friction sound coming from his ears, and saw a shivering young man behind the stone, tsk, the young man is With too little experience, isn't it just being discovered again? This psychological quality is not good.

"Young gentleman behind the Taihu Stone? I see you."

He put down his pen, stood up and walked slowly towards the stone, "Come out, I have very good ears, if you don't pay attention to the governor, I can find him."

If it is in the shape of a cat at this time, you can see that Xia Xiaomiao's tail must be standing high, and then the pointed tail is shaking left and right, which is particularly bad.

"Are you on duty here? I've been very nervous since I sat down to play the music. I heard the sound of pinching the hem of the clothes several times. In fact, it's okay to pinch the hem of the clothes. Unfortunately, what you're wearing seems to be satin today? Or did you sew it?" Silk thread?" Xia Anran suddenly heard the voice over there stop in an instant, oops, oops.

At this time, he also stood behind the stone, and Xia Anran tapped the Taihu stone used as decoration in the house with his fingertips, "Come out, I found you."

He waited patiently for a while, and finally saw a head poking out slowly from behind.

With a round face and big eyes, she looks very childish, and she is also extremely short. Xia Anran gasped, did her man hire child labor?

But Xia Anran thinks he is pleasing to the eye.

Well it's you.

On this day, Xiao Lang experienced unprecedented great mental torture. He never imagined that he was just on duty today, and he would be arrested in the dark corner of the small garden!

Before, he had indeed heard that Mr. Xia Lang had good hearing. It is said that he had heard many seniors before. For this reason, some seniors took turns to come here to check in, wanting to test whether their lightness kung fu has improved. Who knows later? This family has a leopard.

No matter how light a person's movements are, they can't hide from a leopard, not to mention that a leopard judges people by their sense of smell. Basically every night, you can see the information staff of the Imperial City Division being chased by the leopard and fleeing everywhere.

If it weren't for the fact that Baizhi couldn't bear their behavior later, and Mr. Xia Lang gave a complaint book full of dates and times, this place would almost be listed as a test site for professional title examinations.

But this little official captured by Xia Anran is still a newcomer, his martial arts is not high, and he is still in induction training, so he is assigned to be a guard and guard, and he is assigned to a small garden that does not matter. Unexpectedly, Xia Anran, who usually prefers to work in the fields, would one day run to this scenic spot full of rockery.

Xia Anran has never been interested in enjoying fake rocks, and has always held a laissez-faire attitude towards this one.

With this surprise, the little official mistook the sound of his breathing, and he did have a bad habit of making small movements when he was nervous, so Xia Anran caught him out.

But after a while, the humiliated and unhappy little official watched Xia Anran write with fascination.

Xia Anran's writing speed increased a lot after having someone to study ink. At this time, he was full of inspiration, and in order to pursue this kind of cohesive writing, his fonts were a bit sloppy, and he was actually advancing from regular script to cursive script.

And the little official who studies ink is also moving his hands and looking at it with his head. This feeling of joy is no less than that of sitting next to the author and watching his little readers in reality.

While watching his expression change according to the plot, he saw that the hand rubbing the ink in the place of anger quickened a few times. Maybe Xia Anran realized something was wrong when he wrote the ink after dipping it, the ink was too thick...

He looked at the words he had floated up, coughed lightly, and said to the little official, "It's better, let's make it lighter, it's hard to write if it's thick."

It wasn't until this moment that the little official noticed what he had done, his face blushed immediately, and he took the ink spoon and added some water in an embarrassing manner.

Xia Anran looked at his appearance, and felt even more that this child...why is he so honest, how did such a sincere child enter the Imperial City Division?

It didn't take long for him to have such an idea, it was just a flash in his mind, and he wrote half of the story with the burnt ink, and he didn't stop until he had the idea of ​​cleaning his hands.

Only then did he realize that without realizing it, he had written a thick stack in one go. After grinding enough ink, the clerk ran to the side to dry the paper for him. He collected it.

No wonder he always feels that writing is particularly smooth. It turns out that someone has been feeding him paper on the assembly line.

Xia Anran, who finally woke up from the state of ecstasy, showed a shy smile at the little official. He was just thinking about Bai Jinxi hiring people as child labor, but now he is doing it himself.

Just when he was about to say something, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind, Xia Anran instinctively dodged, and he managed to dodge, only feeling the hula-la-la wind flying past his ears, and after a while, he immediately felt a weight on his body and a pain on his forehead .

He couldn't sit still and almost fell down, but fortunately he was helped by this little official in time, he was fine, but the table was messed up.The manuscripts that had just been sorted were scattered all over the place, and several manuscripts were still glued with plum blossom seals.

It was Xia Duoduo and Little Milk Leopard who passed by just now.

Ha ha.

Xia Anran showed a ferocious smile.

Really, it's the other way around!

The author has something to say: Bite your fingernails and try to hold on to the flagpole!

Someone said yesterday that they thought of "Wen Zhan", which is indeed my source of inspiration.

Originally, there was no such plot line, but it happened to be raining when I went home that day, and then I was thinking about this plot, and suddenly heard this song.

Then I would cry while thinking about the plot and listen to the song.

In fact, I have deleted a lot of sensational scenes, and what I tried to keep is Liu Niang's strong and stubborn side.

The military wife is the most important cornerstone of the Great Wall of Protecting the Country.

Really hard work and admiration for them.

In fact, there is a point in the article that Liu Niang should not have received the pension, because they were not married, and it was because the local officials took care of her.

When Jingkang is difficult, if you want to understand it, it is like this:

Before other dynasties destroyed the country.

Emperor: I think we can still save it! !

Minister + Junhan: No, we can't. (surrender.jpg)

Northern Song Dynasty:

Military men + common people + a small number of ministers: Officials, we can XXXX and then XXXX so that we can restore the decline!as long as we work together

Emperor + Minister: No, I don't think it can be saved, let's surrender, as long as the attitude is sincere, you can have a good life.

Heh heh heh heh, the local troops rushing over to rescue them:? ? ? ?

If you want to talk about integrity, almost all the integrity in the late Northern Song Dynasty was on the common people.

The Northern Song Dynasty is different from the Southern Song Dynasty. The military treatment, armament, and technological points of the Northern Song Dynasty are all good.

Don’t really think that the Song Dynasty is weak. The Song Dynasty is facing the Huns who have become a "country". It is a Liao Kingdom with a complete system, logistics, supplies, smelting, technology, and talents. It is not a state composed of several tribes. A nomadic people; it is a golden country of the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty; it is a Mongolian country that swept across Eurasia.There are also various unstable regimes in the south.

Then Da Song boiled the first two to death.

Frankly speaking, under the same circumstances, it would not be so easy for Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to defeat him.Because it is different from the Western Han Dynasty-the technology points of the Song Dynasty were not crushed.

Song is really not weak, especially the frontier army and the central army.The battle between the two armies is also a tie and seesaw each other.In the absence of the Great Wall, no natural defense, and few cavalry, this can be seen in its combat effectiveness.

The problem of the Song army is not just as simple as the so-called corruption and redundant troops.

The Song Dynasty also attached great importance to the military merits of officers. I remember that there were more than 80 levels, and the division was very detailed.

But the social status of soldiers in the Song Dynasty was very low.Because its composition itself is a kind of nature - I spend money, you eliminate disasters.

It probably feels like some people in modern society think—I am a taxpayer, and you soldiers who are raised with our taxpayers’ money should work for us. Of course, they don’t have such a clear concept. For the people and for the people", but this sense of self-confidence is similar.

But unlike the rich Song Dynasty you imagined, the Northern Song Dynasty was actually very poor.

70.00% to [-]% of the tax revenue is used to support the army, to deal with frequent disaster weather, and to support the operation of the national infrastructure, can it not be poor?

Apart from other things, do you think it is really not easy to raise horses in the local area?No, it's because of poverty!The benefits of raising horses are low, the cost is high, and the finances cannot support them to raise horses at all costs.

The high cost of the army is not entirely due to corruption, but because the military system in the Northern Song Dynasty was state-owned, not local.

Ordinary dynasties generally have some concepts of "local taxation to support the local army" + "the state distributes part of the army's salary to support the local army", which will also cause the soldiers in some wealthy places to have particularly strong combat effectiveness, but in the Northern Song Dynasty, it was all issued by the central government, and then from The various local forces seized the most elite forces to arm the central army.

That is to say, "the local government does not keep a single cent of the tax and all is handed over to the central government" and then "the central government sends it to various places". Of course, we know that taxation in ancient times was not like swiping a card now. In fact, it is not cash flow at all, they are cash flow+ Grain flow, and the scary thing is that errors are allowed.

Not only military pay, but also disaster relief. There is almost no food surplus in the local area. When a disaster occurs, we can only wait for someone to rescue us. Of course, this has improved after the last few reforms. (I remember it was Wang Anshi, maybe it was Fan Zhongyan, I forgot)

If you have read my Red Mansion Volume, you should remember that I said that the Qing Dynasty was separated from the military and the government. If the local government finds bandits and cannot deal with them, you need to call and apply to the superior, and the superior will order the local garrison to deal with it. In fact, there is a small TIPS. That is, after the local garrison has finished suppressing the bandits, they will leave a part of the booty as the army's "labor service fee", and the rest will be handed over to the public. This is a certain degree of "supporting the war with war"

Of course, there will be some cases where some vicious warlords deliberately raise bandits to plunder the people, and then they will eat black people themselves.

But it did reduce the pressure on the central government to spend on military spending.

The Song Dynasty was not.

The method of the Song Dynasty was to go to the bandit village and say: Brother, do you want to be our Xiangjun?Forget the stolen money, you don’t have to pay it back, you still get paid if you come to serve as our Xiangjun.

With such a composition, how can the common people have a little admiration for the military men?

I robbed you of your money yesterday, and today I am the military master guarding our city?

If I were a resident, I would also yell at them.

#In particular, the army of the Northern Song Dynasty inherited the noble traditions of the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties. They did not obey orders.They really don't listen to orders, they are greedy for merit, greedy for life and afraid of death, jealous of military merit and want to rob military merit, they will do anything#

Therefore, the army of the Northern Song Dynasty was not a white lotus.

If you study history more, you will find that Tang and Song Dynasties, including the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, had a lot of personal conquests, not because the emperors had nothing to do and were particularly bloody, but because ordinary generals couldn't hold back their heads and didn't listen to your own waves every minute.

In short, there are many problems, and it is not simple at all. This is a dynasty that I personally think is the most wonderful.

Kindness and cruelty go hand in hand.

Wisdom and stupidity go hand in hand.

Neuropathy and genius fly together.

... You said it was easy to write, if you are unconditional, you only need to strengthen the military.

You said it was difficult to write, because when you carefully checked the historical data, you found that rape is not rape.Loyalty, not all loyalty.Reform has many problems.Conservatives, it seems, were right, too.

So history is really a pit!

The era that was originally thought to be the best to write is actually the most difficult to write.

The author is about to collapse! ! !

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How many people, like the petty ones, think that the Great Song Dynasty is: the inherent influence of being rich, not paying attention to the army, desperate for face, problems with the separation of powers of the emperor, and high incomes of the common people?

In fact, the Northern Song Dynasty was: In fact, the finances have always been rudimentary. Although they value the army, they can’t pay it back, and they want to save face...,