This Song Dynasty is different

Chapter 67 I am very happy
Beside Jinming Pond, there were more than ten girls and the servants and maids they brought with them, forming a large group of people.

"Han Siyan said he could invite Marquis Dingyuan to come."

"The Marquis of Dingyuan is about to return to Bianjing. First, he has to go to see your majesty. Then he has to take a bath and change clothes when he returns home. Gradually, he has to meet friends and neighbors, and maybe have a meal... How can he come?"

Several young ladies were murmuring, and they all wanted to meet the Marquis Dingyuan who kept appearing in Han Siyan's mouth recently and was full of praise.

"Here we come!" someone yelled.

Everyone looked up and saw Han Wei walking in front, turning back from time to time to blame Li Xian behind him for procrastinating.

"It's Marquis Dingyuan!"

"You are really young."

"Some people used to say that he was a lucky minister, but now after the First World War in the Northwest, who would dare?" A young lady's face turned red, "Look, he is really heroic."

Li Xian saw a group of girls and heard the chattering sounds, and suddenly felt his scalp numb.He would rather face the Western thieves than face these curious eyes.

"Marquis Dingyuan, are the Western Bandits vicious?" a young lady asked.

This was a great start. Han Wei gave the little lady an approving look, took out the booklet, and recorded her in front.

After recording it, Han Wei smiled proudly and felt that she really had the talent to be a matchmaker.

Li Xian sat down casually. Someone offered him a drink. He took a casual sip and looked at the water calmly.

"The Western thief is also a human being, with a ferocious look, and that's because he is poor. People are poor and have short ambitions, while horses are thin and hairy. When you are poor, you want to change. But the Western thief is ignorant and has no skills, so it is difficult for him to change. So he thought about it, patted his thigh, and found out The best way to get rich is none other than what their ancestors were best at... robbing!"

The young ladies just wanted to hear what he said about the battle. Their eyes were full of affection or surprise, and they all laughed when they heard this.

Li Xian did not smile. He looked at these careless girls with sympathy. If everything remained unchanged, their children and grandchildren would become slaves of foreign races in a few decades.

"How to deal with it?" a young lady asked.

Li Xian frowned slightly and found that many people gathered around him.

"It's Marquis Dingyuan!" someone said.

"Listen to what he says." Several scholars sneered.

Li Xian used a spinning machine to give Sun Shi a blow, and his attitude towards Confucianism was not good, so the scholars naturally regarded him as their opponent.

Li Xian took a casual sip of his drink and said, "When facing a jackal, you should naturally use a big stick."

"Are you willing to resort to violence?" A scholar sneered.

"Who are you?" Li Xian asked.

The scholar said: "I am in Huangdang."

"Brother Huang is very talented in literature, do you want to give Marquis Dingyuan a try?" someone mocked.

Li Xian glanced sideways at Huang Dang, "When I was killing enemies in the northwest, you were still in the arms of a prostitute, pointing out the country. Are you worthy of discussing the overall situation with me? Get out!"

Huang Dang's face turned red and he pointed at Li Xian and said, "How dare you..."

Li Xian waved his hand, "Quack!"

The figure of the northwest swordsman behind him flashed.

Pfft!
Huang Dang was kicked into the water.

Li Xian smiled and said, "It's much quieter. What did you just say?"

The young ladies looked at him with more surprise in their eyes. It was the first time for them to see this free and easy style of doing things at any time, and they were very excited.

"The Marquis said that we should use big sticks to deal with the Western thieves!" A young lady came over, poured wine for Li Xian, and then excused herself. It was quite heart-warming to see.

Han Wei behind her took out the booklet again and lowered her head to record.

——This woman is quite interested in Dingyuan Hou, but she is a little more scheming and needs to be observed more.

She looked up and frowned, feeling like she was thinking too much.

Does it have anything to do with me whether his woman is scheming or not?

"At home, you are defeated in a fight with your brothers and sisters, so it's okay to compromise. They are all relatives. How can you still push for an inch?"

There are people in that category, but they are not the mainstream.

"Have you read history?" Li Xian asked.

"I've read it."

"I've read it too!"

Several young ladies raised their hands and slid down their long sleeves, revealing their tender lotus-like forearms, attracting the eyes of several men beside them.

Li Xian smiled and pressed his hands, and there were regrets in the eyes of the men.

"From the Xiongnu to the Turks, when are they the most honest?" Li Xian dropped the question and stood up, "I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave."

After he left, someone asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"

Han Wei said: "When the Huns and Turks were the most honest, it was also when the Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty were the most powerful."

"Oh!" A young lady suddenly realized, "Dingyuan Hou wants to say that the best way to deal with foreigners is to strengthen yourself? Yes, now that you are strong, any foreigners who dare to show their teeth will be beaten severely. .If they don’t obey, beat them again until they surrender.”

"What's your name?" Han Wei asked.

"Xie Wei." The young lady said happily.

Han Wei lowered her head to record again.

Even a young girl could understand the truth, but the princes in the court turned a deaf ear to it.

Wen Yanbo, who came back from visiting his friends, was angry: "I just went out to ask my friends. While we were going to the northwest, someone in the court suggested that we should restrain the border generals and not offend the foreigners."

"What alien race?" Li Xian asked.

"Cochin."

Wen Yanbo suddenly smiled bitterly, "The Jiaozhi people sneaked into a village and killed two people. The general was furious and led his men to chase and kill more than ten people. I thought it was a credit, but unexpectedly it was regarded as angering the aliens. .”

"Is no one talking?" Li Xian asked.

"No." Wen Yanbo thought of his trip to the northwest and suddenly slapped himself. "My disciple also despised warriors before. After this trip, I learned that warriors were being humiliated while protecting us in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. This disciple is so ashamed." ." "Just admit your mistake." Li Xian was very pleased that he could change Wen Yanbo's attitude towards warriors. "If you feel guilty, then let you get in touch with warriors."

"Please tell me, sir."

"Before departure, a general wanted to invite me to drink, but I refused because of my tight schedule. You go there on behalf of the teacher and say, I am back."

Li Xian's eyes were deep, "It's time to meet those people."

Wen Yanbo went forward wearing a long robe.

When he arrived at the front desk of the palace, he announced his identity.

Immediately, an old man was reported in the duty room.

"Is that person a disciple of Marquis Dingyuan?"

"Yes."

"Warrior?"

The old man knew that Dingyuan Hou was run against by Cao Liang and others and accepted a warrior as his disciple.

"He is a scholar, he looks quite gentle and elegant, and he has an extraordinary bearing."

The old man nodded, "See you."

Later, Wen Yanbo was brought in and saluted, "I have met the palace commander."

The old man was Chen Shou, the commander of the front office of the palace. He opened his eyes and asked, "How about studying, young man?"

"It's acceptable." Wen Yanbo replied.

"Scholar-officials always say that warriors are unruly and domineering and must be guarded against. But this has made the soldiers feel even more humiliated. What do you think?"

This is a fight in the air.

Wen Yanbo smiled and said: "Mr. once said, aren't scholar-bureaucrats unruly and domineering?"

"Interesting!" Chen Shou glanced at him, "Is there a solution?"

"Sir said, yes!" Wen Yanbo smiled.

"Marquis Dingyuan is so confident that I envy you!" Chen Shou sighed.

This implies that Li Xian is talking nonsense.

"My master never lies."

"Really?" Chen Shou nodded, "In this case, I and others will be waiting for the arrival of Marquis Dingyuan tomorrow."

Wen Yanbo went back to resume his duties, and Li Xian said: "These old guys are very old, but they control the overall situation of the army. With them here, Cao Weidu can only choose to recuperate at home. I didn't bother to see them, but since I said If we want to change the situation of the Song Dynasty warriors, we naturally cannot break our promises."

Wen Yanbo asked curiously: "Can Sir, really change the situation where warriors are discriminated against?"

"For me, this matter is easy!"

Li Xian was only worried about one thing, which caused widespread opposition.

He is a human being, not a god.When there were so many opponents everywhere, Zhao Zhen couldn't protect him.

If you want to break the existing pattern, you have to pay a price.

At the moment, Li Xian hasn't figured out how to pay this price.

But when he saw Zhao Zhen drawing on the textbook he was doing homework after entering the palace, he couldn't help but ask: "Do you like drawing?"

The Zhao family later gave birth to Zhao Ji, who was so good at painting that he was drawn into a prisoner of war camp.

Zhao Zhen shook his head, "Not happy."

"Then what are you painting for?" Li Xian picked up the textbook and saw that he was painting a bird, which was very clever.

Sure enough, the old Zhao family has good artistic talents.

"I have nothing to do." Zhao Zhen said casually.

Outside the door, a servant quietly retreated.

After Li Xian left, Zhao Zhen continued painting.

After an unknown amount of time, he finished the painting.

He stretched, only to find a shadow covering himself and the painting.

He slowly raised his head and saw the Queen Mother looking down at him coldly.

"The eldest lady..."

Bah!
The Queen Mother held a ruler in hand and rewarded him without hesitation.

"You don't pay attention to studying, and you are too bored to paint in your free time? Come and tell Mr. Sun that the official coursework will be increased by [-]%, no, [-]%."

The Queen Mother picked up the painting and tore it up casually, "You are so dissolute, how can you have the dignity to meet your ancestors? What did you paint?"

Zhao Zhen covered his palms with tears in his eyes.

The Queen Mother looked at Zhang Ze, who did not dare to hide it.

"That day, when the officials saw that the Queen Mother was tired, they said that there was no bird in the palace. Even if they saw one, they would feel more at ease. When the officials came back, they said... they wanted to make a painting for the Queen Mother and put it on the Queen Mother's desk. Come on, you can take a look if you have nothing to do.”

The Queen Mother was startled and walked over slowly.

"stand up."

Zhao Zhen stood up.

"Why didn't you tell me?" asked the Queen Mother.

"I just want to make the eldest lady happy." Zhao Zhen had tears in his eyes.

The Queen Mother stamped her feet and strode out. When she reached the door, she hesitated and turned around.

"I am very happy!"

(End of this chapter)