What Zhao Guanjia said about wandering around is really just wandering around here and then working on farming. Yes, you read that right, farming. When I saw an old man and a child struggling to clean up the blockage in the flooded fields, they rolled up their sleeves and worked together. Don't
He said it was still decent, and all the officials around him were dumbfounded. If they don't do it, the officials will be in trouble. If we do, we really don't know how to do it. I'm afraid it will cause trouble and make the officials unhappy.
Fortunately, Hu Hongxiu, who captured the boss, was also a close minister in his early years. He knew the temper of Zhao Guan's family and knew that this person was probably just venting his emotions... so he asked for an order early and asked everyone to follow the steps and not imitate without authorization. To put it simply, it is
Do what you have to do.
Of course, the Jinshi who accompanied the army (yes, they still exist) and local officials will definitely write up this behavior in a big book. In the next few days, Di Bao will definitely be in Tokyo, and Phoenix Xun Bao will publish in Hangzhou how Zhao Guan's family did it personally.
It moved the people of Ningxia.
However, as April approaches, the afternoon sun becomes more and more intense, and the temperature difference between day and night becomes larger. However, Zhao Guan's family is still patiently writing to the Qiang grandmother asking when her son, who is working as a porter with the Mongolian mission, will come back, leaving only one person behind.
All the ministers were embarrassed. After hearing this, Hu Hongxiu accepted his fate and went to persuade Zhao Guan's family.
"It's not that I have nothing to do, but I have carefully considered it and felt that all I, the emperor, can do now is dig canals for drainage." Zhao Jiu replied in the mud with a shovel and his trouser legs, and the Ningxia Road Jinglue who tried to dissuade him.
They stood upright on the field ridge with their hands facing each other.
This move did not cause too much chaos, because Zhao Guan's family felt that he was not embarrassed, and it was others who were embarrassed. Therefore, the person who partnered with him to dig out the mud and drain it was Yang Yizhong, the commander of the imperial class, and the one who cleared the mud was Liu Yan, who carried it away.
It was also Zhai Biao and Duan Zhixing, another member of the Dali royal family who had just joined the imperial class. He really didn't know how to work and had been scolded by Zhai Biao five or six times in the past two days... The working groups arranged around him were also from the imperial class.
straight.
No, this official was talking to the manager, and his loud voice was heard from a distance, "You... mother, I have taught you so many times, to open and pull the pocket, use all your strength."
The hair must be even! Otherwise, if the officials have been busy all morning, you fool, and you let go, your efforts will be wasted. Why are your eyes so red? I am so polite. I think back then, the current Mongolian king Tuoli worked like the officials.
Why are you so squeamish for a little king's grandson? I really don't know what it is that I like about you, and why I asked you to come and serve me."
Yes, this is the confidence. Now the Imperial Banzhi Chixin Cavalry includes five princes from Eastern and Western Mongolia, one prince from Gaochang, three Japanese princes, one Goryeo prince and several nobles, several nobles from Khitan Autonomous Road, and then this
A grandson of the Dali Emperor.
So in Zhai Biao's eyes, these people are really worthless.
More importantly, in his simple (uneducated) heart, what happened to the royal family? Our official family was born in the Kangwang Dynasty. He came to Dabao and his farm work was smoother than mine. You losers should be made kings.
Precursor, well, yes, yes, that’s the sentence.
Liu Yan couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Okay, Zhai Laojiu, you're done. I want to teach you aside. I didn't see that everyone is busy and blabbering here. We don't need to eat lunch."
The shocked uncle on the side said in a thick accent: "Guan Liu, you can't do this. Several of my brothers are served by the officials and you, but they have helped us a lot. If we don't even eat,
The little old man will not be able to behave in the village from now on."
If Ma Xingzu were here, it would really be a picture of harmony between the officers and soldiers and the people as a family.
Seeing this, Zhao Guanjia had no choice but to put down his tools and go to the field ridge to sit with Hu Hongxiu.
Seeing that the other party did not speak, Zhao Jiu said: "My Ban Dingyuan is very worried today. Isn't he also here to persuade me to return to Luan as soon as possible?"
When Hu Hongxiu traveled thousands of miles west to contact Yelu Dashi, and even reported crucial news when Yue Fei's main force was marching, he took huge risks. Afterwards, he directly became the Ningxia Road Envoy. Zhao Jiu had not yet returned to Beijing.
Fulfilling his promise, he named this civil servant, who was a former imperial student, the Marquis of Dingyuan.
Hu Canjun, whose hair was still short at that time, in just over half a year, went from an almost marginalized Privy Council editor with the rank of military officer to the highest-ranking local official in the empire. He even directly surpassed him because of his title.
His old boss Liu Ziyu and others.
But there is nothing to say about this. His legendary experience has been adapted into countless audio-visual works in later generations, and even when compiling history, it has to be written down in great detail. Nowadays, people also like to make fun of it.
Hu Hongxiu was serious and replied: "I will not persuade your Majesty, because I have been notified that the secret pavilion's envoy Lu Benzhong, a scholar from Yutang, has left Tongguan. If I guessed it right, there will be people coming to invite your Majesty every month in the future. I just didn't know.
Can a poor place like Ningxia afford to receive people one after another?"
Zhao Jiu didn't say what bad habits he learned from Qu Duan after not seeing you for several years, but what he said was the truth. This is a problem.
He is pretending to be working people here. Of course, he is thinking about what to do next, but it also has the effect of prompting Lingzhou to complete spring plowing quickly. This dignified emperor has stepped into the soil with his feet, and people are standing beside him, no matter what.
No matter how successful you are, whether you are a Jinshi, a well-known family, a member of the imperial cabinet or a military attache after being loyal and martyred, you don't dare to neglect or say that the government is reducing production due to disasters. Anyway, you gather one by one to help clear the silt and encourage the people to work. You never dare to imitate
That Zhang Zhongxiong who was sunk in the Yellow River.
But the benefits are significantly less than the expenses.
Hu Hongxiu thought to himself and said: "Guan family, this dynasty has only accepted Ningxia for six years. Before that, we irrigated a large area to grow grain for the Northern Expedition. Later, in order to implement your policy, we returned farmland to forests. We know that this effort cost hundreds of thousands of dollars."
For food, the official was almost scolded to death by the Ministry of Revenue. Of course, I am not here to complain. The Yellow River runs thousands of miles and is the lifeline of our north. The officials themselves have done it personally, and I can only admire it. Moreover, I talked to Liu yesterday
Governor, Xiao Yushi has read the records. The problem is indeed very serious and must be dealt with. But even so, you have been out of the capital for more than half a year and have not returned, and you have encountered the Lishan incident. I really can't say anything to persuade you to stay.
Helan Mountain’s words.”
Of course Zhao Jiu knows that this person is telling the truth. If you say you are here to patrol the river, you have seen enough in the past ten days. If you go further, you will reach the territory of Tubo. You don't want to go there unless you step on my body.
, Besides, Ningxia’s output is only so much. Even if you take the lead and wave an iron catalpa, you can’t turn sand into food. No matter what you think, there is no spring breeze but only sandstorms outside Yumen Pass, which is not a place where the emperor can stay for a long time.
Before Zhao Jiu could speak, there was indeed a gust of sand, and he was helped to hide in a shed. Fortunately, the wind was not very strong. He also laughed at himself: "Sandstorm, look at how Xixia has managed it well in Jiangnan.
It is really a benevolent and righteous act for me to destroy the country." The surrounding officials were speechless for a while, and no one wanted to talk to him.
However, looking at Hu Hongxiu's obvious age in recent years, Zhao Jiu felt uncomfortable. He was obviously not a few years older than him, and he was so immature when he was appointed as an official in Nanyang. So he said what he had planned in advance, "Hong Xiu
, you said that Xia Land is poor, it is true, then I will give you, and also give this place a fortune, how about it?"
Hu Hongxiu was stunned. It’s not that he didn’t know that the government issued national bonds, engaged in the Northern Expedition Lottery, and opened a shipping company, but this place was not even the Silk Road. How could it be rich?
But I heard Zhao Guanjia say: "This kind of wealth lasts for a long time but does not irritate people's eyes. It is really a long-lasting stream. It is called the Military Games."
Even though Hu Hongxiu was well-informed, he didn't react for a moment and asked stupidly, "Guan, what is the Military World Games?" Hey, have you seen this word in the Di newspaper? It was several years ago.
Right? Can I still find it? If not, go back and ask Hu Quan.
Zhao Guanjia was very proud and was not afraid of being blown away. He explained: "As the name suggests, it is a sports meeting exclusively for military personnel. This sports meeting is actually a large-scale event that combines Cuju, sumo wrestling and even running competitions. After all, these
They are all sports. Of course, since it is a military sports meeting, some archery, fencing and other events should be added, especially actual combat, but it must be done so as not to hurt people's lives!"
Before Hu Hongxiu could say anything, Lingzhou Zhizhou almost knelt down to the officials and said with a bitter face: "Guardians, it is a good thing to keep fit, but you see how poor Ningxia Road is. All the funds you brought have been invested in treating Huang.
Yes, Xiao Yushi can testify..."Oh my god, you just want to build a large-scale construction project to show off your martial arts capabilities, so you can't choose a wealthy place.
Zhao Jiu hated that iron could not become steel, so he scolded him and said: "Every year, I have to stamp the allocation for Ningxia Road with a jade seal before counting it. What do you mean, I don't know? But you, the governor, don't want to make your subordinates rich? Xing Xing
Ling is considered to be the best agricultural area in this generation, and its output is still considerable. But if this place becomes a place where people from all directions gather, will it still be so poor? Only by recruiting people can we become rich."
Hu Hongxiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Guan family, I don't dare to say whether this matter is rich or not, but I feel that the official family has found an excellent way to resolve the conflict between Han and Fan."
Zhao Jiu was overjoyed. He was indeed a man who could travel thousands of miles and had an international perspective. Yes, there were many reasons why he organized the Military World Games, but this was one of them.
As mentioned in the previous article, there was a century-old blood feud between Song and Xia. Since the fall of Xixia, Ningxia Road was established, Qinfeng Road was expanded, and the chief official Yuwen Xianggong had such a boundless love character. The problem of Han-Fan conflict often appeared. Hu Hongxiu and other pro-people officials were better off.
Needless to say, there was blatant discrimination within the army, so much so that Zhao Guan's family had to specifically beat Wu Jie.
Civil private fights are fought out of grievances, but if conflicts are resolved in the context of competition, nothing can be resolved by a fight between men! If the grievances are resolved, then we can live a good life.
"So I have thought about it. This time it will be a pilot project. The Imperial Banzhi, the Imperial Camp Central Army, and the Imperial Cavalry Army will all send representatives to participate. For the first time, we will not charge tickets. The location does not need to be specially built. The first Song Dynasty
The Military World Games will be held in Helan Mountain. Pengju told me that there is a military camp left somewhere, and after sorting it out, we can have a sword debate in Helan Mountain."
Zhao Guan's family was talking excitedly alone. People around him were either confused or smiling bitterly. Only Li Xiuzhi asked dutifully: "So, do you want to send out the residence newspaper?"
"Of course, this matter needs to be known to the whole world. The Emperor of the Song Dynasty is the organizer of this event." Zhao Jiu said loudly.
Well, finally, the first Military Games of the Song Dynasty, or Helan Mountain Sword Competition, is scheduled to be held at the foot of the remaining mountains of Helan Mountain on the first day of May.
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