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    But if he were to take the path of a military general, Zhou Ping couldn't help but think of Duke Di Wu, who wore a bronze mask on his face and went into battle. This military official from the army could be said to be the number one general in the middle and late Northern Song Dynasty. In the end, he made an exception and became a general.  The civil servants served as privy envoys, which resulted in the siege of the scholar-bureaucrat group. At that time, the famous minister Wen Yanbo asked Song Renzong to remove Di Qing from his official position. Song Renzong said that Di Qing was a loyal minister. Wen Yanbo replied, "Isn't Taizu a loyal minister of Zhou Shizong?" As a result, Di Qing  Wu Guo was soon dismissed. When he returned to his hometown in Chenzhou, the court sent envoys to visit him every half month, which made Di Qing worried all day long. He died of depression within half a year at the age of only 49.  Frankly speaking, Zhou Ping felt that he could not compare to Duke Di Wu in terms of personal integrity, and Emperor Huizong certainly could not be as kind to his ministers as his ancestors. With Di Qing's loyalty and Song Renzong's trust,  , can't stand the slander of the scholar-bureaucrat group, let alone myself?  If I can really change history, take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, and eliminate the threat of the Jin people, I will definitely be the first in this dynasty for merit. At that time, I will not be rewarded for my merits, and I will be besieged by the literati group, even if I am full of words.  I can¡¯t explain clearly. The best outcome is to go back to your hometown and become a rich man.  There is another way out, although it seems dangerous, but the future is much brighter.  Although the official system of the Northern Song Dynasty strictly restricted each other, it was difficult to seize power within the system.  But if I remember correctly, it won't take long for the Jin soldiers to destroy the alliance and go south, smashing the shackles on themselves. At that time, the one with strong soldiers and horses will be the emperor, and he will take advantage of the situation.  It is absolutely possible to achieve great things.  And I have been subconsciously preparing for this path.  Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared on Zhou Ping's face: "Travelers are really born to be traitors and traitors!" At this moment, Zhou Ping suddenly felt the hull of the ship shaking. He was wondering what happened. Luo Sheer came from outside.  Walked in: "Lang Jun, we have arrived at Yuqiao Station, let's go ashore to eat!" Zhou Ping nodded and walked out of the cabin. He saw that the sky was already dark and more than 40 large and small ships in the fleet had docked.  Soldiers and sailors were squatting beside the ship to fetch water and wash rice and vegetables.  prepare for dinner.  Streams of smoke rise from the boat and the shore, and together with the several dead locust trees on the shore, it is quite a bit like an ink painting.  "In custody!" Xue Liangwu stood by the pedal and said with a smile: "Lao Zhu got a few live fish. He prepared the best fish meat. Let's drink first. The four sheep have been slaughtered. The meat has been put into the pot.  Come up when you're done!" "Yeah!" Zhou Ping nodded. Originally, Yuqiao Station was also a big station on the canal.  In peacetime, there are more than a hundred travelers resting here every day. There are seven or eight shops that make a living just from this place, which is like a small market.  But during the Fang La Rebellion, the Manichaeans and the government troops came to kill them. After several rounds of fire, all that was left was the main room in the yard that was blackened by fireworks, and the sheep that were busy gathering sheep in the corner of the yard.  The blood poured into the sheep's intestines and the skinny old postman was gone.  Before Zhou Ping could take a closer look at the situation in the yard, a dozen officers poured out of the main room, either bowing or crossing their hands to salute Zhou Ping, with smiles on everyone's faces.  "I will finally see you in custody!" It was Yang Zaixing who was more reserved.  "The fish bones have been cured, and they are waiting to be taken into custody!" It was Zhu Lei who was rubbing his hands a little uneasily while talking.  "I didn't expect Lao Zhu to have such good skills. I must have a good drink today!" The loudest one was Xue Liangwu.  But the focus of everyone's smiles and eyes was on Zhou Ping. Whether it was the oldest Xue Liangwu, the unruly Li Cheng, or the somewhat reserved Yang Wu, they all knew in their hearts who gave them everything they saw.  This feeling of being surrounded by people made Zhou Ping feel a little overwhelmed.  Everyone sat down according to their official positions. Zhu Lei said with a smile: "Prisoner, the seabass in Yuqiaoyi is very fat, especially the fish dumplings. It is famous throughout western Zhejiang. The villain just ruined your luck.  I caught a few and took care of them. Please give them a try!" Zhou Ping nodded and stretched out his chopsticks towards the white fish meat on the plate in the middle.  The so-called fish dumplings are the sashimi in Japanese cuisine today. As early as the Zhou Dynasty, the Chinese had the habit of cutting the fish into thin slices and dipping it in sauce to eat. Later, it was spread to Japan and became a characteristic of Japan.  .  In the Northern Song Dynasty, both dignitaries and ordinary people regarded fish and meat as a delicacy.  Zhou Ping picked up a piece, dipped it in the sauce and put it in his mouth. After chewing it for two times, it was indeed sweet and plump. He couldn't help but nodded and said with a smile: "The Zhu family brothers are really good at cutting fish breasts. Come on, let's all have a try!"  " When everyone saw Zhou Ping's agreement, they hurriedly ate and praised. Zhu Lei was so happy that his eyes narrowed into slits.  At this moment, there was a burst of ditty music coming from outside. The tune was desolate, which quite conflicted with the joyful atmosphere in the room.  Zhou Ping listened carefully, but couldn't hear clearly, and couldn't help but frown slightly.  Kong Yanzhou glanced sideways and saw Zhou Ping frowning slightly, grabbed the saber and jumped to his feet:"What kind of bird song is this guy singing? It's like a dead person. It's distracting me from having a drink! Please wait a moment while I'm in custody and watch me deal with the mourning bird man!" "Wait a minute!" Zhou Ping shouted: "Kong  Dutou, please bring the singer in. Don¡¯t embarrass him. I have something to ask him?¡± ¡°Here!¡± Kong Yanzhou was stunned when he heard this, but he still bowed and accepted the order. After a while, he brought back an old man.  They had a quarrel with a seven or eight-year-old girl, followed by the old postman. The old man was wearing a dirty long gown that could not be seen. The girl was wearing a flowered jacket, and the two of them were full of loneliness and coldness.  He was looking at himself tremblingly, his eyes full of pity and pity, especially the girl, who was like a frightened bird.  Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel soft in his heart when he saw it, and said to Kong Yanzhou: "Kong Dutou, go outside and get two bowls of mutton soup and make it hot for these two people!" Kong Yanzhou was stunned after hearing this, and hurried out to get the soup.  The old man hurriedly knelt down to thank him. Zhou Ping smiled and said: "Old man, no courtesy, where are you from? Why are you here?" The old man sang a fat song and said: "The old man is originally from Qiantang County, Hangzhou. My family name is  I had a small income, but I committed a crime and lost my entire family. I had to go to Hangzhou with my son and granddaughter to sing some songs to make a living. I didn't want the vegetable thieves to start an uprising, and the war was in chaos. I had to escape, and I was separated from my son, and I could only stay with my granddaughter.  This Yuqiaoyi, I just sang a few nonsense words and disturbed all the nobles, please forgive me!" After saying that, he bent down and knelt down, and the girl beside him also knelt down.  "Old man, please get up!" Zhou Ping made a gesture, and Zhu Lei on the side quickly helped the two of them up. This was when Kong Yanzhou came in from the outside, holding two bowls of hot mutton soup and a few Hu pancakes on the table.  In front of the two of them.  Zhou Ping said with a smile: "I heard your little song quite interesting, but I was far away and couldn't hear clearly. How about you drink some soup first, sing it again and listen to it with me?" That old man has been here for many days.  I had not eaten enough, but when I smelled the aroma of the mutton soup, it felt like a small hand was scratching my throat.  He quickly thanked Zhou Ping and started eating.  Just after eating a few mouthfuls, she heard a sound and the girl fell to the ground. It turned out that the child was very hungry. When she saw the food, she stuffed it into her mouth, but it got stuck in her throat and choked her. She was blushing and couldn't breathe.  Kong Yanzhou on the side quickly stepped forward and punched him twice on the back before he recovered.  "Eat slowly, Kong Dutou, and ask someone to bring you some porridge. This child may be hungry. This cake is too hard and will hurt her!" Kong Yanzhou responded, and soon the old man and the girl were both  After eating, his spirit immediately changed. The old man thanked Zhou Ping, plucked the string he brought with him twice, and sang in unison with the girl: "An empty skin bag contains a thousand weights of Qi; a dry skull wears ten sins."  . You can save money by doing all the tricks for your children, and you can save money. Who knows the truth about longevity this time?  Mandarin, that is, Bianliang accent.  Everyone in the room could hear it clearly, and the main idea of ??the song was that life is short, and it takes only a hundred years to turn into a skeleton, but they are focused on those illusory things.  Combined with the war scenes outside at this time, the appeal is particularly enhanced.  Although most of the people in the room were illiterate, they could still hear most of these folk songs, which were extremely simple words and talked about the world's human hearts. For a moment, the room couldn't help but be silent.  After about half an hour, Zhou Ping's voice broke the silence: "Old man, thank you for your little song. Now that the army has crossed the river, the south of the Yangtze River will be pacified in at most two or three months. You'd better go back to your hometown, as long as your son is still alive."  , I will definitely go back to reunite with you." Having said this, Zhou Ping said to Kong Yanzhou: "Kong Dutou, give him ten dollars and prepare some dry food and two thicker clothes!" "Here!  After the old man left, Zhou Ping had dinner with everyone and then returned to the boat to rest.  He was lying on the bed, and the figure of the old man and the girl flashed before his eyes, and he couldn't help but think to himself: "Fang La Rebellion, only a few months later, Jiangnan was like this, and I don't know how many innocent people turned into withered bones on the roadside.  If the Jin soldiers go south, most of the tens of millions of people in the Central Plains will die. Do you want to let these tens of millions of innocent people fall under the hooves of the Jin soldiers just for your own ambition?" Thinking of this, Zhou Ping felt hot all over.  I couldn't feel comfortable in bed, so I jumped up from the bed and started pacing back and forth in the cabin.  Although he had read a lot of non-toxic and unhusband-like articles on the Internet in his previous life, no matter how he was just an engineer in his previous life, and although he had committed many murders in this life, after all, this was still a peaceful time, and he had not yet been tempered by the scenes of troubled times.  Vice-hard-hearted.  Now he kills Manichaeans, Song Jiang, and thieves, and he can be said to be loyal to his duties. However, for his own ambition, tens of millions of people in the Central Plains have been thrown under the golden man's hooves. Zhou Ping does not have such a heart.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster! ps: The manuscripts are almost exhausted, but the subscription has not increased but decreased. 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