Chapter 30: Receive heavy responsibility

Henan Prefecture, Sima Guang's Mansion. In the study, Sima Guang's brow was deeply locked, his face was unhappy, and he kept paced back and forth, as if he had a huge trouble.

That's right, Sima Guang was upset. What he was upset was not that his "Zizhi Tongjian" was not that he was not well written, but because he scolded Song Shenzong last time, which meant that his opposition to the new law was getting lighter and lighter.

Last year, the Liao army invaded the border and Xiongzhou was in danger. When the news came, Sima Guang was very excited. He finally had a day to stand out and seize the position and abolish the new law. However, what he never expected was that when he rushed to Bianjing and was about to take over the position and save the Song Dynasty in danger, news of Xiongzhou's victory came.

As soon as this news came, the court made a big turn when it was neutral. Many ministers who had agreed to support him changed their minds, and the possibility of him being the prime minister was greatly reduced. What bothered him even more was that Song Shenzong scolded him in front of so many important officials and asked him to get out. Every time Sima Guang thought of this, he felt very uncomfortable.

The Song Dynasty advocated the emphasis on literature and over military affairs, and was particularly courteous to scholars. Even if officials of the same rank met, civil officials were more important than military officials. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there has been no precedent for such a reprimand. Sima Guang, who was proud of his talent and famous all over the world, even gave Song Shenzong mercilessly. Such reprimands such reprimands him to be even more uncomfortable than punishing him for his serious crimes.

After returning to Henan Prefecture, Sima Guang was no longer in the mood to write his "Zizhi Tongjian", but instead thought about how to make up for it and save the situation every day. Although Sima Guang was extremely arrogant and believed that he was extremely talented. After thinking about it for several months, he had no plans, and he could only have troubles every day.

"Dad, news comes from Bianjing." At this moment, Sima Kang quickly stepped in.

"Oh! What's the news?" Sima Guang looked at Sima Kang, and saw Sima Kang's face flushed, and he was very happy. His thoughts moved and his voice turned high: "Is it a happy event?"

"Happy event! Great event!" Sima Kang was extremely happy and almost sang it.

"Tell me quickly! What a happy event?" Sima Guang couldn't help but feel energetic and excited when he heard this. In the past few months, he has been very upset, and what he wants to hear the most is this happy event.

"Dad, do you know? Wu Ji won another victory, and another great victory." Sima Kang stroked his face: "This was fought in Liao territory, and he robbed the annual monies back."

"Hmph! It's Wu Ji again, he ruined my big business again. Kang'er, this is a great joy? The more Wu Ji wins, the more it is not good for his father." Sima Guang's eyes rolled, and his light shot out, and he was angry: "Last time, he lifted the siege of Xiongzhou, causing his father to lose a rare opportunity. If it was later, Wang Anshi would be a foregone conclusion. He would be instructing the country today."

"Dad, this battle is different." Sima Kang knew his father's thoughts and hurriedly explained: "Wu Ji only used 2,500 men to wipe out the 8,000 troops of the Liao Kingdom. Among them, there were one thousand siege troops. According to the news from Bianjing, the siege troops had just rushed to the front of the Guixin Army and were destroyed and lost their combat power. The Guixin Army immediately launched a counterattack. The Liao army had no power to fight back at all. They were suppressing the Liao army. Dad, do you hear clearly? They were suppressing the Liao army!"

Winning a battle is different from suppressing the Liao army. At the cost of huge casualties, a battle of victory may also be very successful. However, suppressing the Liao army will be different, proving that the combat power of the Converted Army is beyond imagination and exciting.

"It's impossible!" Sima Guang didn't think about it and immediately denied: "Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, there has been no precedent for suppressing the Liao army to attack. Not to mention, the Guixin Army is still far inferior to the Liao army. He has to face the Pishi Army. Wu Ji must be taking the credit and false reports."

Sima Kang saw Sima Guang's disbelief and quickly explained: "Dad, I didn't believe it at first, but this is the news from Lu Gong. Dad, you are proficient in historical books and have learned about the wars of all dynasties. You can't imagine how Wu Ji fought?"

"Tell me," Sima Guang's knowledge was first-class, and no one dared to deny it, otherwise he would not have compiled "Zizhi Tongjian". He was also a little curious when he heard this.

"The style of playing is somewhat similar to that of the previous dynasty, mainly because of two improvements. One is that he used thunderbolt bullets, and the other is that he changed the powerful crossbow of the previous dynasty to a single-soldier crossbow, which is quite powerful." Sima Kang told the news he received.

"The power of the thunderbolt bomb has been shown during the Battle of Xiongzhou. If he really fought like this, the Liao army would be really unbearable!" Sima Guang was stunned for a long time before he had to believe it.

He was proficient in history, familiar with the war history of all dynasties, and knew how powerful the Tang army's fighting style was. Not to mention, Wu Ji only needed to restore the Tang army's fighting style, which was enough to make the Liao army difficult to resist. Not to mention, Wu Ji also made improvements and used a weapon like the Thunderbolt bomb that had proved its power in the battle in Xiongzhou. The combat power of the Congxin Army would not be as strong as it was.

"Dad, the Song Dynasty has been established for a hundred years, and the Song Dynasty has been suppressing the Liao Kingdom. Now, the Converted Army is so capable. If the Converted Army is the cornerstone and the army is trained in large quantities, the Song Dynasty will not suppress the Liao Kingdom anymore." Sima Kang clenched his fist with his right hand, and was very excited: "In this way, the Song Dynasty will recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, destroy the Liao Kingdom, and destroy the Western Xia. If these two biggest enemies are destroyed, the Song Dynasty can pacify Liaodong, march into the desert, recover the Western Regions, advance to Jiaozhi and Nanzhao, and the world will be truly unified!"

The more he spoke, the louder he was, the louder he was, and more excited, as if he was already galloping on the battlefield.

At that time, many people understood that the Song Dynasty nominally unified China, but in fact there was no unification. There were many people who wanted to complete the great cause of unification. Unfortunately, they were powerless and did not find an effective solution.

Now, the Converted Army has demonstrated its strong combat power and can defeat the most elite Lishou Army in the Liao Kingdom, which has inspired Sima Kang quite a lot. Although he is Sima Guang's son and is a little unhappy with the new law, it is consistent on this point.

"Yes! If it really is, the Song Dynasty is very likely to unify the world!" Sima Guang straightened his body, and his divine light burst into tears, his eyes were bright, just like the scorching sun above a few days, making people dizzy and extremely excited. He clenched his hands into fists and shook them hard. The elegant aura of just now disappeared and he shouted: "When a man is born, what regret will he regret if he can achieve success at this time?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he sighed again: "But, my father is not the prime minister. If he unified the world, this contribution will become Wang Anshi. Not only will he have no contribution, he will also be criticized for all ages. He is unwilling to give up, and he is unwilling to let go! Well, tell Han Qi that he would write a letter to talk about the military. The Congxin Army's fighting style is good, and Han Qi should find out the problem. Although Wu Ji found hope for the Song Dynasty, he was still too young, had little experience and had no foundation. When the opportunity matured, Han Qi would control the Congxin Army. By then, the great contribution of unifying the world would be borne by his father."

"Father, is this too much?" Sima Kang was shocked.

"What's the point? The king of success and the enemy defeated!" Sima Guang waved his hand and said, "Go and do it."

Sima Kangying said, and had to go and handle it.

Sima Guang kept paced with his hands behind his back, and walked lightly, pondering: "This Wu Ji is still a talented person. It's a pity that you were born at the wrong time and fell into this whirlpool and couldn't extricate yourself. I could imagine that the official must be very happy and you shoulder the heavy responsibility. However, your foundation is too shallow, and your efforts are destined to be a favorable person."

In the military camp, the military army was reading and literacy.

Li Mingchu held a brush and grabbed it with his right hand, as if holding a knife, and said to a middle-aged man with a beard under his chin: "Sir, look at you, how much you teach? This is not as good as a knife!"

"Ha ha!"

A loud laughter rang out, and the Converted Army agreed in unison: "It is better to play with birds than to read a book."

"Shut up!" The gentleman blushed and his neck was thick, and he shouted: "Wu Du commanded a lot of money to ask me to teach you how to read and read. You don't know how to cherish it. You are so rough! Rude!"

This is a famous scholar nearby. Wu Ji inspected his knowledge and it was quite good, so he spent money to invite him to teach Cong Xinjun to read and read.

In modern society, I can pick up a few people and each one can read. In the Song Dynasty, among the 100 people, not one person could read. Li Mingchu and his friends were not good at fighting, but they could not read. The entire Converted Army had 2,500 people, and only dozens of people could read. Among these people, most of them were civil servants, and only a very small number of people could read.

Teaching them to read and read and improve their cultural quality is also an important measure to ensure the combat effectiveness of the Converted Army. This gentleman is not a person who has been studying hard, so Wu Ji invited him to come and teach.

Li Mingchu and other rough people were only good at fighting and didn't like to read. Whenever they came to study and read, they would have to find a document. If Wu Ji had not adopted the high-pressure strategy, they would have long known where to hide.

Even so, they are absent-minded. When people come, their hearts are gone, so they have no intention of reading.

"We are not rude people. We are scholars. After all, you have been reading with your husband for a few days, right?" Li Mingchu shouted: "In the past, I didn't study and couldn't even count the bird's hair. Now, I have finally learned a lot and can count the bird's hair."

"Ha ha!"

A shocking laughter sounded, and the Cong Xinjun laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth, and he couldn't even breathe.

"You, you..." The gentleman was so angry that he almost blew out a mouthful of blood. He had seen a rude person, but never seen such a rude person.

"cough!"

A light cough sounded, and the laughter seemed to be cut off by a knife. It stopped abruptly. The Gui Xinjun all looked serious, grabbed the brush and focused, more focused than Su Qin with a cone legs.

"Li Mingchu!" It was Wu Ji, who called him lightly.

"I've seen Commander Wu Du." Li Mingchu's heart was pounding, his face was uncomfortable, and he had to smile and salute Wu Ji.

"Li Mingchu is a good person." Wu Ji praised: "I have made great progress in studying, and it is worthy of praise."

Li Mingchu raised his head and thrust his chest, full of energy and extraordinary pride.
Chapter completed!