Wang Anshi seems to have changed a lot after his rebirth. Even on the battlefield, his curiosity has not diminished at all, and he talks too much.
"General, I see that all the refugees are eating broth. Why are the soldiers eating steamed buns and dried vegetables instead? If it is to allow the refugees to recuperate, the General is putting the cart before the horse."
Wang Anshi, who was so thin that he could be blown away by a gust of wind, followed Yun Zheng on a tour of the camp. As soon as he left the barracks where the refugees lived, he couldn't help but ask questions.
Yun Zheng said helplessly: "Those bastards have already started to feel nauseous after eating meat, and I don't have that much tea to help them get rid of the greasiness, so I let them eat corn every once in a while to prevent their stomach from being digested."
Wang Anshi looked at Yun Zheng in surprise and said, "Is that really the case?"
"Of course it is."
"Could it be that the general has so much beef and mutton that we can't finish it all?"
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "It's really like this. Hu Balunyin led the cavalry to sneak attack on the Liao people's shepherd team, and almost killed all their cattle and sheep. It was a pity to leave the corpses in the snow to feed the wild wolves. I just
He ordered people to bring back all the cattle and sheep, peel off the skins and make winter clothes for the refugees, and smoke all the meat to use as military rations, but there were still a lot of meat bones left, so they had to let the whole army destroy these meat bones, but the result was not good.
Ideally, when the refugees come, they can just get rid of all the remaining meat and bones, so that on the one hand, they can have military rations left, and on the other hand, it can strengthen the bodies of the refugees."
Wang Anshi laughed and said: "It seems that I and the refugees have a good taste. Even in Tokyo, I may not have mutton to eat every day."
After hearing Wang Anshi's words, Yun Zheng said strangely: "The prince compares himself with the refugees."
"Why not? They are all flesh and blood. There is not much difference except that I read more books."
After hearing Wang Anshi's words, Yun Zheng no longer wanted to talk to this guy. It was obvious that this guy had seen a shadow of the avenue.
In this era where everyone is inferior and only good at reading, it is unexpected to have such knowledge. When this idea of equal rights appeared in Wang Anshi's heart, Yun Zheng didn't know what this guy would do. This is a person who can sit up and stand up.
Yun Zheng at least knew that Pang Ji was trying his best to train this guy and treat him as the next prime minister.
Regardless of the fact that Wang Anshi has suffered a lot now, it is people like Pang Ji who are sharpening this guy's mind and trying to make his tough temperament smoother, and then push him to the front desk to put him to good use.
Now, the monster appears...
"Xiao Dahu has been hiding in Xijing City for half a month. In the past, there was some movement, but now there seems to be no movement at all. Xijing City is so quiet and terrifying!"
Old Chen Lin was worried after she climbed down from the Diao Dou. Su Xun, who was also shivering from the cold, also climbed down from the Diao Dou.
"I look forward to this quietness continuing until one day we enter the city and there is no one there."
Seeing Yun Zheng's words, Su Xun shook his head and said: "It's impossible. There will always be some people who survive. If it really comes to that point, please allow me not to enter the city."
After saying these words, even Chen Lin's face turned pale. Wang Anshi, on the other hand, looked calm and pointed at Xijing City Road: "It's just cannibalism. It's very good to imitate Cao Cao's old deeds!"
"This is what Zhang Xun did when he was guarding Huaiyang. I just don't know if he felt a trace of regret in his heart when his concubine was thrown into the boiling water."
"Historical records state that Zhang Xun's concubine was a strange woman who automatically jumped into the soup pot..." Chen Lin said naa.
Yun Zheng, Wang Anshi, and Su Xun all looked at him with wide eyes and said, "Are you sure?"
Chen Lin waved her hands repeatedly and said, "I didn't say that. This is what is recorded in the history books."
Wang Anshi sighed and said: "Since Sima Qian compiled "Historical Records", the history of the country has become a beauty that can be painted on by anyone. Anyone can add the beauty he thinks to the cheeks of this beauty. Of course, there is no need to apply makeup or powder.
It is also inevitable.
I wonder if the General has heard of the caveman story lately?"
Yun Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't know!"
"Sima Guang considered himself a junior of Sima Qian and was preparing to compile a chronicle. He was worried that the fire stick would damage the text, so he dug out a huge cellar at his home in Luoyang and hid in it to compile a history book called "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".
He plans to imitate Lu Buwei's old story and prepare to compile an ancient book. Any emperor who reads this book will be able to rectify his gains and losses. His ambition is not small!"
"We seemed to be talking about Xiao Dahu..."
"Knowing is a sin, not knowing is not a sin!" Wang Anshi interrupted Su Xun rudely and continued to talk about the fact that people named Sima like to write history books.
The more than 20,000 refugees he personally brought need a piece of land to settle down and a piece of land to cultivate crops to feed more refugees.
Seeing the refugees he brought with him die on the road one by one along the way has almost driven Wang Anshi crazy. It is the lesser of two evils. Now as long as these refugees are resettled, it is the greatest for him.
He couldn't take care of the rest.
Yun Zheng didn't want to say anything about cannibalism. Since Xiao Dahu didn't break out of the encirclement in the first place, their fate was already sealed.
Looking at the group of refugees behind them who were building the third ice wall, both Yun Zheng and Wang Anshi were very satisfied with their speed. Anyway, heavy snow has now covered the grassland, and heading east is already impossible.
Staying here for the winter is also a good choice.
"I heard that "Zi Zhi Tong Jian" compiled by Jun Shi is the largest chronicle of the Song Dynasty. It is estimated to have a total of 294 volumes, covering ancient and modern times, starting from the early Warring States period when the three families of Han, Zhao and Wei were divided into Jin.
, from the end of the Five Dynasties to the end of the Five Dynasties when Taizu destroyed Houzhou, there were one thousand three hundred and sixty-two years.
Junshi plans to record the historical facts of these one thousand three hundred and sixty-two years in order of time, with the years as the longitude and the historical facts as the latitude; he will explain the causes and consequences of major historical events, as well as the connections in all aspects.
It must be made clear so that later generations can understand the development of historical facts at a glance.
I have the honor to read the opening chapter. Junshi's literary talent is brilliant, the narrative is arbitrarily arrogant, and the entries are clear and legible. Once this book comes out, it will definitely be a brilliant and wonderful book."
"I think this is inevitable, but Sima Junshi wants to make this a must-read book for His Royal Highness when he ascends the throne. I'm afraid he is in a hurry."
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty..."
Wang Anshi put his hands in his sleeves and talked to Yun Zheng while walking. Although the sunshine in winter can't give people much warmth, Yun Zheng still likes to take a few steps in the sunshine when he has nothing to do.
Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing further and further away, Su Shi sighed and said to Chen Lin: "This is the reason why I don't want to be an official. As long as you carry this shackles, you have to abandon your emotions and put your responsibilities first. Now this
The two of them can be called the literary elite of the Song Dynasty. They are both people who have read poetry and books. For the sake of profit, they have forgotten the kindness and forgiveness of their ancestors!"
Seeing Chen Lin's eyes starting to get bigger, she quickly said: "I also know that this is a woman's kindness, but if a person doesn't even have this bit of womanly kindness, he is not a human being!"
Chen Lin saw that Su Xun had changed his words from pragmatism to pragmatism. In order to show that she was still a human being, Chen Lin said, "I'm afraid Xiao Dahu has no other choice but to surrender."
Su Xun smiled bitterly and pointed to the two people who had walked away: "Even if Xiao Dahu wants to surrender, he must ask those two people if they are willing. For them, Xijing City without Liao people is the best place.
Good Xijing City.”
"Wang Anshi ordered the refugees to build the third ice wall, but he did not intend to leave any way for the Liao people to survive. This is a snow and ice closure of the city."
"Not only that, if Xiao Dahu doesn't start to break out, the commander will probably throw incendiary bombs into Xijing City.
Little does Mr. Chen know, but the commander-in-chief was able to capture the city of Xijing five years ago. The reason why he stayed until now was because he hoped to use this city to hold back the Liao army. Now, this fruit is fully mature.
As long as the commander-in-chief is willing, our soldiers can ride horses into Xijing through tunnels dug by God knows where!" (To be continued)