Return to the Song Dynasty

Death is not terrible, injury is not terrible, what is terrible is losing the meaning of life and losing the head.This is the dark cloud that has been entrenched in Zhao Man's heart since these days.

He wanted to tell those wounded soldiers not to forget who they were fighting for, why they were fighting, not to forget their original intentions, and not to forget their beliefs.But these are far from enough. The wounds left by the war are hard to heal. It takes time and a long period of peace.These brave men who shed their blood in order to defend their homeland are now seriously injured. Even if they saved their lives, they cannot avoid being disabled.Then what?What should they do?how to live?What about the resentment and grievance in your heart?Just leave the barracks like this, and live the rest of your life with that little pension?It's hard to calm down, how can I feel at ease!

I heard a lot of wounded soldiers muttering that they don't want to hold back their families, they just die, or they want to find a place where no one knows to fend for themselves.Zhao Man stood in front of the tent, the hand that was about to open the curtain was paused in the air, and he did not move for a long time.He didn't know how to face these people, how to encourage them to rekindle their confidence in life, he couldn't give them hope in life.Zhao Man lowered his head, holding the wound medicine in his hand, his steps were chaotic, and he didn't know where he was going.

Zhao Man ran around like a headless chicken, and the sadness in his heart kept surging.Zhao Man himself also felt strange, I was just a passer-by by mistake, why is it so sad?Seeing innocent soldiers and injured border residents, why is it so difficult to calm down? (Zhao Xu: Brother, you finally have a sense of responsibility. Brother, I feel very relieved. Zhao Ji: So Brother Ninth, you are so worried about the country and the people. Why didn’t you see it before? Could it be that you lost your memory and changed your temperament? Zhao Bi: Gun go!)

Although Zhao Man ran wild all the way, everyone knew him. Given Zhao Man's consistent tough performance, no one dared to step forward to stop him, so he stumbled into the usual meeting hall.Zhao Man looked around and found that he had come here.Uncharacteristically, there was no one in the hall.You must know that there are many people and things during this time, and there are a bunch of people here every day.

Zhao Man was also tired from the high-intensity work in the past few days, coupled with the depression that could not be expressed. He just sat on a chair behind the door with his head covered in confusion, and fell asleep in a daze.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a huge old face.Well, that's right, it was an old face, obviously the face of an old man. Although his eyes were clear and his spirit was hale and hearty, the deep wrinkles and gray hair all showed his age.The big face was too close to him, and the tip of the nose was almost touching. Zhao Man was so frightened that he shook his head back and almost fell to the ground with the chair on his back.

Who is this?I haven't seen it before, obviously it's not Dr. Lin.Where did this old man come from?Zhao Man turned his head stiffly, and saw Little Xiong and Vice General Yang giving him winks. 'Um?What do you mean?I can't understand you winking. '

Over there, Yao Xiong and Vice General Yang blinked and twitched. Zhao Man didn't understand, and still leaned lazily on the chair. (Zhao Man: I'm not lazy at all, okay, I was scared by the old man's big face, scared!)

The old man sat across from Zhao Man familiarly, squinting his eyes slightly, and the two next to him didn't dare to make any more petty moves, and sat down obediently.It was only at this moment that Zhao Man realized that the room was full of people, besides Xiao Xiong and Lieutenant Yang, there were many unfamiliar faces he didn't know.However, Zhao Man's overworked and worrying head in the past few days did not make him realize that something was wrong. The muddy brain actually thought out a new way of thinking: This should be a dream, or it is too much. Hallucinations from overwork.Hmm, it must be!

Thinking of this, Zhao Man felt more at ease, his nerves that had been tense for the past few days were completely relaxed, and his whole body became more and more lazy.I saw him stretching his waist slowly, gracefully, then smiled softly, and murmured softly: "Meng, you really are good brothers, I can still dream of you in my dreams." Then slowly Turning his head abruptly, he gave Yao Xiong and Lieutenant Yang a charming smile.

However, Yao Xiong and Lieutenant General Yang couldn't laugh at all. They were sweaty, and their faces hesitated to speak, hesitating.Zhao Man didn't mind, and poured himself a cup of tea. His white and slender fingers lightly brushed the turquoise rim, picked it up playfully, and took a shallow sip.That luxurious and elegant posture, as if what he drank was not the inferior tea in the camp, but the fine nectar and jade dew in the Nine Heavens Wonderland.

"What? Can't you talk in your dream?" Zhao Man looked at Yao and Yang and blinked playfully.The two became even more anxious when they heard this, and were about to rush forward to take Zhao Man, who was suspected of being possessed by an evil spirit, away, but the old man stopped him on the spot with a look, and they could only sweat on their foreheads and were forced to watch his younger brother continue to be stupid.

"Little brother, what do you mean by 're-employment'?" The familiar old man actually spoke. This is unscientific. Isn't he an NPC in a dream?Zhao Man shook his head, trying to shake this unreliable dream away.

"Oh, actually it's nothing to tell you." Zhao Man opened his eyes and saw that the old man was still sitting across from him smilingly waiting for an answer, but he didn't hide anything.It's not chatting with someone, it must be that he just fell asleep and sauntered out a sentence and he heard it, so let's chat with him, anyway, I'm bored.

"Did you see those wounded soldiers?" Zhao Man lowered his eyes slightly, without waiting for others to answer, he continued to say: "I see, I deal with them every day, I can try my best to treat them pain, but cannot give them hope in life. Do you understand?"

The old man didn't seem to have thought that Zhao Man, a little boy, would say such profound words. Originally, he just wanted to tease the little boy, but he became serious.

"Well, I understand." After the silence, the old man finally spoke. The phrase "I understand" was extremely heavy, full of unwillingness and helplessness.He is not the NPC in Zhao Manmeng, he was the appeasement envoy of the Huanqing Road Economic Strategy, who guarded this land, and also sent troops to Xixia, and fought several times.Now he is back again, as the envoy of Jingyuan Road, he has returned here again, and returned to the northwest front line guarded by his painstaking efforts.He is Zhang Yu, the 70-year-old Zhang Xianggong.He understands, no one understands what Zhao Man said better than him.

"So I thought, can there be a way to prevent them from leaving the army like this. It is their pride to serve as a soldier to defend their family and the country. If they are injured or disabled, if this pride is taken away, how can they survive? Zhao Man looked down at the teacup in his hand and said slowly.

He didn't look up, of course he didn't know that everyone in the room was looking at him for a moment.Yes, the people in the room are generals, and of course they know the pain of soldiers killed and wounded on the battlefield.But no one has ever been able to express this kind of pain in the heart so clearly, and no one has thought of any way to solve it.There was silence in the room for a while, and a needle could be heard falling.The people who were watching the joke were silent, and they all waited for the boy's answer seriously.

Zhao Man didn't stay silent for a long time, and continued: "Injured, disabled, and unable to go to the battlefield, it doesn't mean that you can't stay in the army. It should be possible to do logistics work. Compared with recruits, these veterans who have been on the battlefield I can better understand the importance of these tasks, and I am more familiar with them. Moreover, are the military supplies issued by the central government in each local army? Even if they are, many of these supplies should be allocated nearby. Then why not set up some military supply factories in the localities? What about it? Let local disabled soldiers have the opportunity to work again. This is what I call 're-employment'. In short, let them stay in the general environment of the army, so that they can always feel that their efforts are worthwhile. Yes, scars and disabilities are not disgrace but medals, marks of their bravery!"

"I just think so." Zhao Man exhaled heavily, as if he wanted to exhale all the dullness in his heart, "War is really not a good thing." Zhao Man suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Chen and said, "You Say it?"

Facing the black and white eyes of the young man, Zhang Li sighed involuntarily, and said, "Yes, but what can we do then?"

"Stop killing with killing, stop war with war! This is the only feasible way at present." Zhao Man's voice changed suddenly, not at all like the gentle and clear just now, but exuding the deep and cold voice of a mature man.Everyone in the room couldn't help shaking. "Qin Shihuang unified the six countries, and the years of melee among the princes ended at the same time?"

Zhao Man leaned obliquely on the large chair, resting his elbows on the armrest, and resting his chin gently with one hand, his whole body exuded a lazy and evil atmosphere.The handsome face of the young man looks more three-dimensional, especially the pair of peach blossom eyes that are slightly narrowed, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, and the dark pupils sweeping by inadvertently can make people's hearts tremble.

'Um?Why does this boy look familiar?Always seem to have seen it somewhere?Where did you see it? Seeing Zhao Man's face at this moment, Zhang Yi felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably. He always felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it. (Zhang Wei: Where did I see it? Zhao Xu: You haven’t seen Xiao Jiu, you often see me. I squint my eyes to look at people in the same way. It’s just that I always sit upright, unlike Xiao Jiu, who is lazy and not lazy. It’s like a bone... [-] words of dissatisfaction with the younger brother’s demeanor are omitted here. Zhang Wei: ... Oh.

"Someone said that you should treat comrades as warm as spring, and treat enemies as cruel and ruthless as severe winter. I think this sentence is very true." Zhao Man continued: "What is teaching the barbarians, talking about benevolence and morality, what is Buddha, what is Taoists, who can influence those Xixia people so that they will no longer invade the Central Plains?"

"Where there are people, there are fights. Each is his master and has his own purpose. In other words, are the Xixia people wrong? Are they invaders? This is just what we think, or they have the same purpose and position as us people who have the same idea. Thinking differently, if I were the emperor of Xixia, I would also want to sit on the great rivers and mountains in the Central Plains, the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, and the silk and zither. Instead of being in a corner, herding horses and sheep all day long, and wearing a There is a smell of mutton, and when the times are not good, you will be precarious, and you will not be able to eat three meals a day, so what is the meaning of life?

That being the case, why not give it a go, the left is the worst.I will spare no effort to occupy the land, and I will explain to future generations that I must work hard to occupy the Central Plains from generation to generation.The land has no name, and the strong are respected. Whoever occupies it will own it. Why should we suffer from hunger and cold, and cannot live a good life.I am seeking happiness for my descendants, thousands of people. "