Song Dongming looked into the distance and said, "The people's hearts are the foundation of people's harmony. The danger of a country is never in the geographical location, but in the people's hearts. The geographical location is a dead thing. The debate between the heavens and the people naturally falls on the two. Confucianism, Taoism, and Mohism all have their own views. Countless sages have not argued for a reason, so Song Dongming did not dare to speak carelessly. However, as a ruler, one must have a good heart, be willing to accumulate merits, and turn misfortune into fortune. This is using humanity to prove the Way of Heaven. Even if it cannot reverse the geographical location, it can't be wrong. If Beiliang was in the hands of the old King of Liang, Xu Xiao, the three hundred thousand cavalry were already the best in the world, then if it was in the hands of the new King of Liang, Hsu Fengnian, he could gather the people's hearts. Then the millions of households in Beiliang would have soldiers willing to fight. Even if Beimang claimed to have millions of soldiers, how could they bully Beiliang? "
Song Dongming said softly, "Therefore, Chen Xiliang gave Beiliang a good start. Those refugees who entered the city, there were three thousand of them. After they survived, their so-called reputation would be well-known. There would be thirty thousand or even more refugees in Liuzhou who would know the benevolence and righteousness of the young King. He was not the King of Beiliang who was full of benevolence and righteousness, nor was he a hypocrite who would only put porridge at the city gate. He could really help them guard the four prefectures of Beiliang, Youliang, Lingling, and Liuzhou!"
The middle-aged scholar who was talking to himself had a solemn expression. "If Chen Xiliang had chosen to retreat at that time, yes, he would have left the King of Beiliang with the white horses in the city. Unfortunately, Li Yishan's plan back then was all for naught. Li Yishan expelled the refugees from their homes and sent Beiliang's soldiers to kill and train. He was showing his' power 'first. Chen Xiliang did not guard Qingcang, and the hundreds of thousands of refugees inside and outside the city were watching. Hsu Fengnian wanted these refugees to fight to the death for Beiliang? What an idiotic dream! Beiliang thought that the meticulous Xu Beizhi was far superior to the soft-hearted Chen Xiliang. Humph, this is the true definition of being short-sighted! Only by being virtuous and virtuous can one be like the North Star of the Heavens. Wherever one is, one is protected by the stars. Only then can one be considered to have the support of many. If Beiliang only had the military heart but not the people's will, then even if all three hundred thousand soldiers died, they still wouldn't be able to defend the northwest gate of Li Yang! Then, at that time, Hsu Fengnian, who was still His Royal Highness, said in the imperial road in the capital, that he wanted to guard the country's gate for the common people of the Central Plains, so that they would not be disturbed by the horseshoes of Beimang. It's just bullshit that will make people laugh their heads off! "
The errand boy at the side widened his eyes. His master, who had always been gentle and refined, was speaking so bluntly?
Hsu Fengnian nodded silently.
Yu Dilong squatted next to his master. He certainly couldn't understand, but he still felt that this slightly older scholar from Jiangnan was quite energetic when he spoke. He seemed to have more momentum than the Jianghu masters.
Momentum.
Yu Dilong, who was staring at Song Dongming, was a little puzzled. How could a scholar like him have such momentum after reading a few books? Was there such a good thing in the world? Should he go back and tell his master that he should also go and learn to read?
Hsu Fengnian was silent for a moment, then smiled and asked, "The Crown Prince, Yin Maochun, is presiding over the examinations for officials outside the capital. Mr. Song is traveling in the cold, so I presume you're not in the position to become an official? With Mr. Song's military strategy, why not become an official? "
The errand boy snorted coldly. Obviously, he felt that this kind of idiotic question was insulting his master.
Song Dongming suddenly felt a little sad. He closed his eyes and faintly showed an expression of uncontrollable pain. He sighed softly and said, "To be honest, someone in the capital once asked me the same thing. I can only say that it was given by others, not what I asked for."
Song Dongming seemed to have realized that it was not appropriate for him to reveal his true feelings. He smiled and said, "Young Master Xu, are you going to Qingcang City this time?"
Hsu Fengnian shook his head.
Yu Dilong looked at his master without batting an eyelid.
Song Dongming said, "Then let's part ways here."
Hsu Fengnian clasped his hands and said goodbye. He took Yu Dilong back to the Fu family's caravan.
Xu Fengnian suddenly remembered the incident recorded in the Northern Liang spy report. Song Dongming, who had been chosen by Yuan Benxi long ago, had passed the imperial examinations and passed the minor examinations. First, he had passed the imperial examinations. Before he had even reached the age of twenty, he had passed the imperial examinations. Even the young emperor was shocked by this person's extensive knowledge and almost wanted to grant him a marriage. Unexpectedly, this person had immediately married a woman of low status when he returned home. His major examinations were only one rank lower than the top scholar, but his minor examinations were so small that it was regrettable. It was a pity that such a distinguished person was unwilling to marry a woman from the Zhao family who was of equal status. After that, Song Dongming quickly lost his wife and had no children. After so many years, he did not marry or remarry. He did not even have a concubine. He spent most of his time traveling the north and south of the Yangtze River. The spy report vaguely mentioned that the death of Song Dongming's wife was not normal. The Song family of Deer Town was a powerful family and Song Dongming was a talented person who had the potential to enter the imperial court as a minister. Who would dare to act so crazily? The number of people in Liyang could be counted with two hands.
Hsu Fengnian, who had walked far away, could not help but look back.
He had once passed by Lu Suan of Xiangfan City. This time, he should not miss him again.
Hsu Fengnian whistled and slowly raised his hand. Not long after, a handsome white falcon quickly landed on his arm.
Over there, Song Dongming and his servant continued to walk with difficulty in the sandstorm of Maozong Mountain. The servant walked beside his teacher and lifted the gauze mask that covered his mouth to cover the yellow sand. He said loudly, "Teacher, this Xu Qi should be from a tall family in Beiliang, right?"
Song Dongming smiled and said, "Your words are even more difficult to pronounce than mine."
The servant laughed and quickly turned his head to spit out the yellow sand. "Teacher, when can we meet the young king if we are wandering around like this? Didn't you say that Beiliang still needs a good assistant minister to strategize? Teacher, you have the strategy of ten wins and ten losses in your heart! "
Song Dongming said calmly, "It depends on fate. Also, I still have to see if Hsu Fengnian is the wise ruler in my heart. "
The servant had a bitter expression and said, "Teacher, even if he can carry out his ambitions, what will happen to the Deer Song Family? The Yu Family, whose eldest grandson Yu Luandao went to Beiliang to join the army, is a lesson learned from the past. "
Song Dongming shook his head and said, "Today is different from the past. West Chu has been reinstated. If the court suppresses the Song Family, they will have to pay the price of causing unrest in the central plains. Also, Song Dongming has been a pawn of Great Peace City for a long time. It does not matter where he lands. Maybe Teacher Yuan will be happy to see this happen. "
The servant sighed like an old man.
Song Dongming looked forward with a determined gaze.
Teacher Yuan, you said that you have to be willing to give up. You have to give up something to gain something. Therefore, you are forcing me to make a choice. But how could Song Dongming not know this shallow truth? It is just that I am not willing to exchange what you think is a small sacrifice for the position of prime minister.
I, Song Dongming, have always been an idiot. Just like how I do not know if good people really have good karma, but I am willing to believe. Just like how people do not believe that Hsu Fengnian in Beiliang can defend the northwest, but I am willing to believe.
As Song Dongming walked, his eyes became wet.
His lips trembled slightly.
He was almost silently humming a little song that the woman who had died young often sang.
"East, west, north, south, north, east, west, I only wish to accompany without parting.
This life, the next life, the next life, this life, who can meet again? "
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