"Fortunately, nothing went wrong. As expected, I am still a good planner."
Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng hurried along quickly, as fast as a plane, and soon arrived at the agreed-upon meeting place, where Bai Zhentong's figure could already be seen in the distance.
"Daozhang Zhang, Shaoxia Yang!"
Bai Zhentong came out with a big smile, "Fortunately, Prime Minister Wen is here!"
Yang Gui looked at the haggard middle-aged man.
Wen Tianxiang was the first to bow to the ground: "Thank you all the righteous men for saving me."
Yang Gui also returned the courtesy, "Prime Minister Wen is very strong and strong. If Yang can save Prime Minister Wen from the execution ground, it will be a good thing in the future."
"This Yishi Yang, as I just heard from Yishi Bai, is the son of the 'Condor Hero' Yang Guo?" Wen Tianxiang frowned and looked at Yang Gui, "So, this can be regarded as a family origin."
Seeing his cold attitude, Yang Gui couldn't help but become a little distant, "It's my father, what does Prime Minister Wen have to say?"
"Back then, your father convict Wang Weizhong for the imperial court, brutally killed the minister Chen Dafang, exposed his head on the eaves of the bell tower at the east gate of Lin'an, robbed the prime minister Ding Daquan, and even dared to break into the palace compound at night. I heard that Yang
This time the righteous man rescued me and entered the palace first, and then robbed the ministers. Isn't it just like Nai's father?"
Wen Tianxiang looked upright and scolded Yang Gui angrily.
Yang Gui immediately made him angry, "I said, Lao Wen, we are here to save you."
"I am an official of the Song Dynasty. Now I am trapped in the enemy's hands. If the Song Dynasty can save me, I will naturally save him. If I can't save him, I will be loyal to the country and die. We, the Song Dynasty, are a country of orthodoxy and etiquette in the Central Plains. How can I
Can you break into prison, explore the palace at night, and do things that are worse than even the Mongolian Tatars?"
Wen Tianxiang is awe-inspiring.
As soon as Wen Tianxiang said these words, not only Yang Gui, but also Zhang Sanfeng and Bai Zhentong all changed their colors.
Yang Gui stared at Wen Tianxiang for a long time, "Wen Tianxiang, the ants are still alive. We risked our lives to rescue you just to teach you a lesson?"
"Hmph, we are human beings, how can we compare to ants?"
Wen Tianxiang rolled his sleeves and snorted, "Life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want. You can't have both. You have to sacrifice your life for righteousness. Naturally, people have the instinct to steal life, but we have read poetry and books, so we should do it.
The laws of heaven exist to destroy human desires. If they are controlled by desires, how are they any different from animals?"
"Old Zhang, how about we kill him here?" Yang Gui drew out his sword and put it on Wen Tianxiang's neck.
"Eh..."
Zhang Sanfeng and Bai Zhentong were anxious and wanted to stop them, but they didn't know how to speak. For a moment, everyone complained about Wen Tianxiang. Even if you think so in your heart, at this moment, if I don't ask you to say a few nice words, just shut up.
Yes?
"Hahahahaha!"
Wen Tianxiang looked up to the sky and laughed, "When I was in the Song Dynasty, corrupt officials still dared to impeach. After I was trapped by the Tartars, I was not afraid of Mongol torture. Why should I be afraid of your knight's long sword? If Wen Tianxiang was afraid of death, he would have surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty long ago.
! But you, without a king or a father, are lawless, worse than the Mongolian Tartars!"
An indescribable aura surged around Wen Tianxiang's body. If a Confucian disciple saw it, he would definitely bow his head and bow. This is a powerful and righteous energy that cannot be invaded by gods or ghosts.
Yang Gui stared at Wen Tianxiang's eyes seriously for a long time and found that he had no intention of retreating. He just rushed towards Yang Gui with a wave of righteousness, trying to make Yang Gui admit his mistake.
Yang Gui smiled.
He smiled very exaggeratedly. It was a silent smile at first, but then he burst out laughing, holding his belly in his hands and shrinking to the ground, rolling around, and tears of laughter came out.
"Hahahahahaha, good, good. Scholars are upright, not afraid of swords, and sacrifice their lives for righteousness. Good."
Yang Gui finally understood that this Wen Tianxiang was not ungrateful or ungrateful. What he had studied since childhood was the Confucian formula of father, son, son, monarch, minister, minister. For him, nothing is more important than class status. If
If you go beyond the limit, you will lose the "propriety".
After the Southern Song Dynasty, losing "propriety" meant losing "reason", which was the most outrageous thing in the world. In the category of Neo-Confucianism, it was inferior to pigs and dogs, and humans and gods were angry, and should be struck by thunder.
Yang Guo killed traitorous ministers, rescued loyal ministers, helped the common people, and punished traitorous ministers. In Wen Tianxiang's opinion, let alone your status as a civilian, even if you were an official, if you wanted to punish you, you should be impeached, removed, or decapitated? I will not kill you, the scholar.
Don’t know?
Putting aside the facts, are you Yang Guo right?
Yang Gui is even more like this at this time. Regarding the confrontation between the two countries, you actually threatened the imperial officials with your personal bravery. This is a rebellion! For him, even if the Song Dynasty died, the Confucian system of oppression theory could not die.
, "reason" cannot die.
"Neo-Confucianism" is actually no different from a cult. It washes the brains of believers and makes them fanatical, fearless, and dehumanizing.
The good thing is that this gives scholars all over the world a strong backbone, especially Wen Tianxiang. He really puts life and death aside and is fearless.
But similarly, except for doctrines, nothing is important to them. They condense into a huge force and want to tear apart everything that is contrary to their doctrines.
This is true for all cults, and Neo-Confucianism is the most important among them. After all, whether it is Taiping Tao, White Lotus Sect or Ming Jiao, the teachings are to serve the gods in the religion and do things for gods, and the teachings of Neo-Confucianism are "to preserve the laws of heaven and destroy them"
The dehumanization of "human desire".
Wen Tianxiang's so-called "Haoran righteousness" is really no different from the "magic power" cultivated by the White Lotus Sect. It has the effect of naturally standing on the moral high ground to accuse others, regardless of whether it is objectively right or wrong, for those who have Haoran righteousness
Say, it's your fault if you go against me.
After thinking about this, Yang Gui felt that there was no need to talk nonsense to Wen Tianxiang, "Okay, whatever you say. You can go south and escape for your life. We can leave."
Zhang Sanfeng also felt quite disappointed. He originally thought that Wen Tianxiang was a saint-like figure, so he risked his life to save him, but now it is obvious that the world and the temple are never the same, even if the temple has perished.
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"No, I won't leave." Wen Tianxiang said calmly: "The great Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty, how can I be like a rat and run away for my life? I must die in the hands of the Tartars to arouse the last spark of resistance for the remaining Han people."<
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"Prime Minister Wen..." Bai Zhentong was shocked, isn't it? Brother, even if you are defeated, you won't give up on yourself, right? What are you doing among us tired people?
"There is no need to say anything, Mr. Bai. The reason why I agreed to come out with you is because I am afraid that if we get into an argument, you will not be able to escape and lose your life." Wen Tianxiang waved his hand slowly.
"Now that you are safe, I should go back to Dadu and tell Kublai Khan that the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty will not run away from the battle. The Song Dynasty will never lack the courage to confront the enemy head-on, even if it means paying for it
Life."
Hearing this, Yang Gui took a deep look at Wen Tianxiang again.
Although this person has been deeply brainwashed by Neo-Confucianism, he also has the precious integrity of being willing to bend rather than bend. From this point of view, he is much better than the soft-headed civil servants and even emperors who have been sent to the Song Dynasty for three hundred years. This is the last backbone of the Song Dynasty.
, very straight, no one can make it bend down.
"It has been three hundred and nineteen years since the imperial dynasty raised scholars, and they have sacrificed their lives for justice. Today, Prime Minister Wen, Yang takes his leave."
Yang Gui turned around and left, followed by Zhang Sanfeng. Bai Zhentong looked at Yang Gui, then at Wen Tianxiang, and sighed heavily.
"Hey, Prime Minister Wen, take care... take care of yourself!"
He wanted to say "take care", but then he thought that Wen Tianxiang's trip was just to seek death, and the word "take care" was inappropriate. For a moment, he had nothing to say. As soon as he bowed to the ground, he turned around and left with his nine brothers. p>
"Yang Gui... you are quite dignified." Apparently Yang Gui plagiarized the words of his own family Yang Shen hundreds of years later, which made Wen Tianxiang pay attention to this ranger for the first time. He looked at the direction in which Yang Gui left and murmured: "Humph
, It’s a pity that it’s just a gangster gang.”
After saying that, he stopped feeling emotional and walked towards the capital city, his back full of perseverance.
"Old Bai, let's just say goodbye."
Yang Gui said goodbye to Bai Zhentong and ten other people. After rescuing the people, Bai Zhentong and others originally planned to head east, out to sea from Tianjin, and take the waterway to the south, allowing Wen Tianxiang to gather the remaining troops and continue to fight against the Yuan Dynasty. Even if Wen Tianxiang did not leave, they would still
We plan to take the water route. After all, the Mongols are not good at water fighting. Their strength is not high, so it is easy to escape.
However, Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng believed that they were invincible and obviously would not escape in despair by water. They planned to go directly by land.
"Young Shaoxia Yang, Daozhang Zhang, see you later!" Bai Zhentong and the other ten people didn't hesitate. They cupped their hands, turned around and ran eastward.
Yang Gui was about to head south to the East China Sea when he was stopped by Zhang Sanfeng, "Old turtle, long time no see, why don't you go to Wudang Mountain to talk about it?"
"It works." Yang Gui nodded. Today, Wen Tianxiang almost became angry. For the first time, he felt that those righteous figures who left their names in history were not just simple facial makeup, but a simple face.
Personality, but a person with complex emotions.
He can be good or bad, he can be generous and sacrifice for his family, country and nation, or he can stand on the opposite side of the people for the sake of his ideals.
It’s impossible to tell.
He wanted to see if Zhang Sanfeng was this kind of person.
If so, then beat him again.
Yang Gui followed Zhang Sanfeng all the way to the west, but after only walking a hundred miles, he saw a black line sweeping across the horizon like a tidal wave.
"Old Zhang, I'm afraid we two will die in front of Wen Tianxiang."
Yang Gui stopped and looked solemn.
This place is the North China Plain, a vast plain that stretches as far as the eye can see. No matter what the Five Ultimates the two are like or what special effects they have developed, as long as they are still flesh and blood and surrounded by cavalry, they will never escape.
The cavalry were very fast, and soon they formed a formation and stopped in front of Yang Gui and the two men. Then they moved out of the way, and saw a veteran in the Chinese army sitting on a horse with a golden helmet, holding a scimitar, looking towards
Two people.
"Yang Gui, Zhang Sanfeng?"
the veteran asked.
"It's your two Taoist masters!" Yang Gui loses people but not the formation, and his inner strength sends his voice far away, which is extremely clear even in the military formation.
"What a great skill." The veteran general praised: "It's a pity that I can't serve the country with such skill."
"Bo Yan said this all the way just now. Do you think I care about him?" Yang Gui said disdainfully.
"It's normal. If Boyan can't do it, it doesn't necessarily mean that I can't do it. What I can give you, he can't."
The veteran smiled and said: "Do you know who I am?"
Then what are you guessing? How can anyone dare to use this word?
Yang Gui's eyes twitched: "Are you Kublai Khan?"
"Yes, it's me!" Kublai Khan said with a look of reminiscence on his face: "Your Yang family is also my old enemy of Dayuan. When your father assassinated Meng Ge Khan, I was not far away.
Watching the army flee in defeat and watching the great banner fall, I can only do what I can do to be a great Khan and an emperor."
"You know I am Yang Guo's son, but you still dare to come?" Yang Gui said amusedly: "Aren't you afraid of ending up like your predecessor?"
"Brother Meng is Brother Meng, and I am me." Kublai Khan waved his hand, "I am the emperor of Ma Ma. I followed Genghis Khan all the way to the west and was invincible. In recent years, I have gone south to destroy the Song Dynasty. Even Genghis Khan's record is not as good as mine. It can be seen that the great
From the Yuan Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, it was God's will. Don't you hear that those who obey the heaven will prosper, and those who go against the heaven will perish?"
"Today, in my great Yuan Dynasty, I have millions of armors and thousands of good generals. How can the light of rotten grass compare to the bright moon in the sky? If you turn your back and take off your armor and surrender with courtesy, you will still not lose your position as a prince.
Isn’t it beautiful that the country is safe and the people are happy?”
"Shut up! Shameless old thief... Ahem, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, hold on, it's too strong." Yang Gui looked at Kublai Khan with contempt, "Where did you just pick up this sentence?"
What is this?"
"Haha, it seems that it doesn't make sense. In that case," Kublai Khan glanced at the soldiers around him. The soldiers quickly surrounded Kublai Khan tightly, ensuring that there would be no blind spots at 360 degrees.
It was impossible for any flying rocks to hurt him at all, so he swung his saber and said: "Kill!"