In the final analysis, why martial arts and martial arts are so difficult is due to the long-standing habit of the Song Dynasty to emphasize literature over martial arts. Scholars suffered too much abuse from military commanders in the late Tang and Five Dynasties. How could they retaliate even more once they turned over? Although no one has done so now.
After experiencing the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, suppressing military generals and preventing them from turning over has become a subconscious behavior of the civil servants who hold power.
It is a well-known consensus that the decline of the status of generals directly led to the decay of the Song Dynasty's military power. It was only the selfishness of the scholar-officials who turned a blind eye that allowed the situation to worsen to this day. But not all scholar-officials were selfish.
There are people who can think about issues from the perspective of national interests, such as Fu Bi and Zeng Gongliang.
Throughout the history of the Song Dynasty, there were only a few cases where the two princes served the country selflessly. It was said that each time it would create a golden period. But this time, the official family had no heirs, the throne was destined to fall to the side, people were impetuous, and everyone was
They were thinking about how to please the next emperor, but no one was working hard, so they wasted this precious time.
Although Chen Ke was also helping Zhao Zongji fight, he wanted to do things even more. It was when he realized that there was a lot to do now that he threw out the trinity theory of "martial arts-martial arts-martial generals" in advance... Originally
He wanted to wait for Zhao Zongji to seize the power and then arrange it calmly, but when he thought about how lofty the goal was, now that the opportunity arose, he could only seize the day and night.
Even if you try it first and accumulate some experience, it will be better than improvising when the time comes.
However, Zeng Gongliang was more enthusiastic than he thought, and actually agreed to go to Fu Xianggong to discuss the matter. In his opinion, Fu Xianggong's drastic military reorganization was a good opportunity to strike while the iron was hot. If he could work hard and continue the reform,
Then there is no great good.
But Chen Ke didn't have much confidence, because in his opinion, Mr. Fu was forced by finance to cut down his army, and he was not necessarily interested in reorganizing the army to practice martial arts and training new generals. Anyway, let's wait and see.
With this enthusiasm, Zeng Gongliang has agreed to use the Wuchengwang Temple for the martial arts academy. The salaries and food of the teachers and martial arts students have also been guaranteed to be distributed as soon as possible, and the purpose of this trip has been achieved.
After leaving the prime minister's signing room, Chen Ke came out to the review room. The doctor, Du Chengzhi, had just accepted his insults, and naturally he didn't have a good face at the moment. It is better to be a county magistrate than to be in charge, even if you are the number one scholar, you can still
Now it is under my control. If you dare to look down on me, you will inevitably suffer.
Naturally, Chen Ke didn't have a good face towards him. He put Zeng Gongliang's wristband on his desk and said, "Classes at our school will start tomorrow. Please come and give me guidance."
"Class?" The doctor picked up the wristband, looked at it, and sneered, "I'm afraid I won't be able to attend class for a while."
"The Prime Minister's notes don't count?" Chen Ke narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Naturally," the doctor said with a smile: "It's just that the Wuchengwang Temple has been lent to the Ministry of War. We won't be able to take it back until the time is up."
"You don't have to worry about it," Chen Ke said with a smile, "just go to the class tomorrow."
"What do you mean?" The doctor frowned.
"I would like to inform the Ministry of War that the Wuchengwang Temple has been owned by the Martial Arts Academy. Let them find another place." After Chen Ke finished speaking, he paused and said: "Also, the money and food for the teachers and students of the Martial Arts Academy should be
Is he the house manager?"
The doctor had never seen this kind of guy come to the Yamen to do business and look like an uncle. He couldn't figure out the details for a while, and nodded with a guilty conscience.
"Then I'll go find him."
"He's not here today..." The doctor didn't know why he kept saying this.
"Thank you very much," Chen Ke said with a slight smile: "Please tell Mr. Du Chengzhi of the branch office to see if he will send the food and salary to King Wucheng Temple, or will you trouble me to go to Xifu again?" After saying that, he handed over his hand.
Step away.
"Me," the doctor then realized. He looked at his back and said angrily, "Why should I bring you a message?"
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With their future bleak and having left Di Qing again, the teachers and students of the Royal Martial Arts Academy were in low spirits and felt like bereft dogs. Even if Chen Ke did let them move into the Wuchengwang Temple, this feeling of precarity was still very strong.
"Sir, many people want to go home." In the temporarily cleared public house, the guards were pouring water to wash the floor. Chen Ke was sitting under the old locust tree in the courtyard, drinking tea while listening to Su Jin's report: "Wu
The college can't see a future. They stayed because of the marshal. Now that the marshal has left, they have no reason to stay." After a pause, he said, "I just promised the marshal to stay for at least another six months, so they didn't break up."
Chen Ke originally planned to start class today, even if he didn't teach anything, just to let the students get into the mood early, but looking at the listless faces, he gave up this idea and instead let them do basic physical fitness and queue training.
.The boring and overloaded training made everyone breathless, and the sky above the school field was lifeless.
Feeling that something would happen if he continued, Su Jin had no choice but to come to Chen Ke to intercede.
"Brother Deng, you have been in war," Chen Ke asked irrelevantly, "Have you ever experienced despair in war?"
"Of course..." Su Jin said with a bitter smile: "Back then, there was a fierce battle in the northwest, and the frontier commanders gave random orders. Tens of thousands of our brothers were sent to the slaughter of the Xixia people. It was a despair."
"How is it better than how they feel now?"
"It's definitely incomparable," Su Jin said: "At that time, there was no hope of survival. Their lives were not in danger at least."
"That's what it means," Chen Ke nodded and said: "A person's quality can best be seen in adversity. Only those who can remain calm in despair can become great people." After a pause, he smiled and said: "Actually, as long as we analyze it
, you will find that it is not completely hopeless, it depends on whether they can think calmly."
"What do you mean, sir?" Su Jin understood somewhat.
"Yes, they have proven their loyalty by following the marshal until now." Chen Ke said seriously: "I want to see if there are any talents among them, so that I can focus on cultivating them in the future." He glanced at Su Jin and said:
"Don't let it slip."
"I understand," Su Jin nodded.
"Okay, I'm going home." Chen Ke stood up and said, "I won't show up for a while. If anyone wants to leave, just let him go. When I come back, I'll see how much is left."
"I understand what you mean, sir," Su Jin pleaded softly: "It's just that, isn't it a bit cruel to those who persisted until now and then gave up?"
"The battlefield is ruthless, and almost everyone is a loser." Chen Ke shook his head and said: "Don't even think about helping them, and don't forget why the marshal worked so hard to run the school."
"Yes." Su Jin responded in a low voice.
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Chen Ke returned home and found Wang Yu coming.
"Yuanze, why did you find me?" Chen Ke smiled affectionately and said, "I planned to go to you tomorrow to visit the capital."
"There's still time to play." Wang Yu, wearing a white Confucian robe, said with a cold face: "Today, the officials met with Mr. Long, and accepted his hundred volumes of manuscripts, and sent them to the pavilion, two
The officials of the government read it and heard that his book will be discussed at the next sutra banquet."
"Yes." Chen Ke nodded.
"If his book is published in the Sutra Banquet," Wang Yu said angrily when he saw that he was calm and calm, "do you know what the consequences will be?"
"What consequences?"
"He is not as devoid of desires as people think," Wang Yu said in a deep voice: "At his age, what he wants is not an official position but a reputation! He wants to become a saint immediately!"
"This is not something he can do just because he wants it, right?" Chen Ke shook his head.
"As long as his book is mentioned in the Sutra Banquet, it means that the imperial court recognizes his orthodox status." Seeing that Chen Ke was not in a hurry, Wang Yu said angrily: "In addition, so many people are making fun of him, why can't he be sent to heaven?
go?"
"Yeah." Chen Ke nodded and said, "How do you plan to break it?"
"I can't help it." Wang Yu said angrily: "I came to you to ask for his manuscript to see if there are any loopholes." He looked at Chen Ke and said, "Can you get it?"
"It is said that Ouchi is already printing," Chen Ke said: "As long as the printing is open, there will be no problem in getting a copy, right?"
"It must be done as soon as possible. The sutra feast will be held in ten days!" Wang Yu said decisively: "Once the lecture begins, the court will have to help plug any loopholes, and we will be completely out of options."
"Okay." Chen Ke nodded and said, "I'll get it for you as soon as possible."
"Hmm." Wang Yu suppressed his thoughts and said: "The method of using salt solution to eliminate green salt is not bad."
Chen Keran was stunned. He was really not used to discussing these confidential matters with a sixteen-year-old boy. But it seemed that Wang Anshi did not avoid him at all. He was stunned for a moment before nodding: "Thank you."
"But," Wang Yu sneered, "Have you ever thought about whether the salt dealers from Shaanxi and private salt dealers from other places will swarm here?"
"This is inevitable," Chen Ke smiled nonchalantly: "But how much can private salt dealers resell? Besides, there is no harm in reselling it, right? The cost of a pound of salt is only one penny, but official uniforms in various places cost
Selling it for thirty or forty cents a pound, it’s too cruel to exploit the people! Let the private salt dealers take a crack at it.”
"You are really..." Wang Yu thought about it carefully and felt that the advantages of this method indeed outweighed the disadvantages. The advantages are obvious. In addition to killing Xixia, it can also benefit the people and allow the government to sell mountains of solutions.
Salt. The only ones who will suffer a little are the salt courses nearby, but it is still much smaller than the losses caused by the war.
"That's it." After talking about the matter, Wang Yu stood up and said: "Give me his book as soon as possible, and then you arrange people to wait for my news."
Fortunately, Chen Ke is now better at cultivating Qi than before, otherwise he would have to throw this ignorant boy out the door.
