roccoschili Chapter 363: Literati Go to Sinan
Chapter 363: Literati Go to Sinan
This article was written by Song Zhen and is titled "Fu on the Destruction of Beijiang".
Analyze and prove the reasons for the destruction of Beijiang from various aspects.
The poem quoted from classics, was free and unrestrained, magnificent and elegant, and shocked all the officials in Sinan as soon as it was written.
Xu Xingzhi quickly printed this essay and circulated it widely.
Although this essay does not mention Gu Wei.
But anyone who has seen it will definitely not think that Gu Wei's rebellion was wrong.
On the contrary, they would praise Gu Wei's rebellion.
In ancient times, scholars had a great influence.
Especially a scholar like Song Zhen who has a great reputation and outstanding character.
In just seven days, this fu spread throughout the entire Beijiang River. The scholars were in an uproar and wrote many articles to agree with Song Zhen.
A month later, it spread throughout the seven countries. For a time, scholars in the seven countries vied to imitate Song Zhen's writing style.
The literati admired Song Zhen's literary talent, while the royal family envied Gu Wei for having such a great talent under his command.
Many countries have also considered recruiting Song Zhen.
Beijiang is gone anyway, and he can work for Gu Wei, so why can't he work for other countries?
They can also treat Song Zhen as a guest of honor.
However, later on, all these envoys who came secretly to lobby were beaten back by Song Zhen himself.
Naturally, this poem also reached the ears of the leaders of the Northern and Eastern Schools.
The south is already as warm as spring, but it is still chilly in Beijing.
On the palace road, a group of palace maids were stamping their feet and carrying thin charcoal as they walked towards the imperial study. With every breath, a white mist rose from their lips.
Stepping onto the white jade steps and drawing the shark gauze curtain, the palace maids lowered their heads and silently added charcoal to the incense burner.
"roll!"
The sudden shouting startled the palace maids all over. They turned around and lay on the ground, trembling and not daring to breathe loudly.
Liu Xiu suddenly tore the paper in his hand into pieces, and the pieces turned into scattered white snow. His elegant features were hidden behind the pale paper, and inexplicably looked a little colder.
"Pass the order down. No one is allowed to circulate this article anymore. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy! No literati in the North City are allowed to write poems or essays to echo Song Zhen!"
In order to discredit Gu Wei, he sent so many people to spread bad words about Gu Wei in the city, the countryside, and the seven countries of Beijiang. However, all of it was in vain because of an essay!
After delivering the order, he still felt it was not enough, so he quickly summoned all the literati in the court and ordered them to write articles to discredit Gu Wei.
These scholars held their pens, their faces looking pale.
That's Song Zhen, the great scholar of all times, the god in the hearts of Beijiang scholars. How could the articles they wrote be better than his?
Isn't that funny?
Even with this in mind, these scholars continued to write furiously, and in one day they wrote dozens of articles to discredit Gu Wei, saying that he was a traitor, a disgrace to the ancestors of the Gu family, and had ulterior motives.
However, with Song Zhen's example, these articles were burned as soon as they were printed.
Liu Xiu himself was a scholar, so how could he not know the beauty of Song Zhen's writing and his great influence?
It's just to comfort the fear in my heart.
He was really scared.
He was afraid that Gu Wei would take away his position, leaving him to continue being that weak scholar who could not afford to eat and was bullied by others.
He has suffered so much to get to where he is now, and he won't allow anyone to disrupt his current status quo!
Liu Xiu took a deep breath, his brows furrowed, it seemed that this was the only way...
As long as Gu Wei can be suppressed, what does that reckless Zhu Di matter?
He never considered this man a rival.
Dongfaction, in the open space in the center of Qidong’s tent.
A group of soldiers were eating meat and drinking together. In the middle of the crowd was a dancer wearing light clothes and with her belly bare, dancing the Hu Xuan dance with her pigtails flying in the air.
Zhu Di sat in the first seat, holding a roasted pig's trotter in one hand, looking down at the paper in his hand, his thick eyebrows tightly furrowed, "Is this the article that's popular in Beijiang recently? Someone, read it to me in vernacular."
After listening to it, the surroundings fell into deathly silence.
Even someone like Zhu Di, who could barely read, couldn't help but admire it inwardly.
This article is so well written. Although Gu Wei is not mentioned in the whole article, he is mentioned everywhere, describing him as a loyal minister who rebelled out of desperation.
Zhu Di stroked his chin and said, "This old man is really good at writing, but I think Gu Wei was forced to do so. Who doesn't know what a dog emperor looks like?"
No one present dared to agree.
The general could just say such things, but they didn't dare to say them.
The venue fell silent for a moment.
I don't know what Judy was thinking of.
He suddenly sneered, his tone disdainful.
"But I don't believe in Gu Wei's talent in military tactics. How much insight can a child of a noble family have? He is just relying on the reputation accumulated by his ancestors. If I had a father and grandfather who were generals, or was the son of a noble family, I would definitely be better than him."
Everyone around him agreed and flattered him.
"Yes, Gu Wei is famous in the Seven Kingdoms because of the glory of his ancestors. How can he compare to our general who was born a commoner and accomplished such a great feat."
"That fearsome General Gu is also from the Gu family. What does it have to do with him? I guess his father and brother are fighting in the front, and he is just collecting credit in the back."
"Don't tell me, I have seen Gu Wei from a distance. He looks like a pretty boy. He doesn't look like a general at all. Instead, he looks like a brothel boy! Anyway, I don't believe that such a person can become a general."
Zhu Di's eyes flashed with contempt, "After recuperation, I will definitely take down Gu Wei's dog head and let the world see what a true military genius is."
"Good! The general is mighty!"
"Wait for the general to take down Gu Wei's head!"
"Our general is a true genius."
As for Gu Wei, those who love him regard him as a god, while those who envy him hate him to the core.
This group of people were enjoying flattering Zhu Di.
I didn't notice that in the corner, a soldier had a face so gloomy that water could drip out. He clenched his fists and exerted force on his joints, making a creaking sound.
Zhu Di would never have imagined that Gu Wei, whom he despised so much, had actually extended his hand to his military camp without him knowing anything.
The Northern and Eastern factions were in a period of chaos, with complicated personnel movements, making it very easy to insert people.
Gu Wei sent many generals from the Gu family out as spies. All of the generals from the Gu family were elite, and many of them had already reached high positions.
The General Gu adjusted his facial expression, then sat back down and guzzled two bottles of wine in an effort to drown out the anger in his heart.
When Judy saw him coming back, she looked up at him and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"
General Gu's eyes darkened, "Mu Jiang."
"Oh, Mu Jiang." Zhu Di's expression was hard to read. He looked him up and down. "You don't look as strong as me. How could you beat me in the ring that day? Did you cheat?"
Mu Jiang's eyes flashed coldly, and he smiled and said, "The general must have been in a bad state that day, and happened to drink. How about we have another match?"
Zhu Di was thinking the same thing. "Okay, if you can beat me, I'll give you the dancer."
Soon, the soldiers made way, formed a big circle, and cheered for Zhu Di.
Mu Jiang was agile and pretended to be defeated by Zhu Di, and was beaten back step by step.
In fact, they are ruthless and each strike hits the most painful point on the human body.
Zhu Di gritted his teeth in pain and had to hold on for the sake of his face.
He saw that Zhu Di’s face had turned pale after being beaten by him.
Mu Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly, rolled over, and faced Zhu Di's fist on his chest, pretending to be knocked to the ground by him.
"The General is so awesome! I beg for mercy!"
Mu Jiang fell to his knees.
Zhu Di frowned and tried hard not to grin. Why did he feel that this boy was deliberately hitting his sore spots?
He lowered his head. The young man's face was distorted by the beating he had caused. Several soldiers surrounded him to check on his condition.
Judy stared into the young man's clear eyes, which contained a hint of admiration for herself.
He scratched his head.
I thought maybe I was overthinking it and it must have been a coincidence.
How can a greenhorn like him beat me?
Zhu Di waved his hand and said, "Everyone, disperse. We still have to train tomorrow."
After all the soldiers had dispersed, he ran into his tent, took off his outer robe, and looked at his wounds.
I don’t know, I’m scared.
It was all bruised and it hurt so much!
This boy has quite a strong grip!
I'll have to find a reason to punish him again tomorrow.
Judy gritted her teeth as she applied medicine to herself.
Mu Jiang was still not satisfied after beating Zhu Di, so he went to the wild to catch a lot of poisonous snakes and secretly put them into his tent.
He did not let go of those who had just flattered Zhu Di and said bad things about Gu Wei.
If we can't kill them, we will at least make them suffer.
Anyone can really criticize their own general!
This Zhu Di really has a pig brain.
You can't even beat him, and you still want to take the general's life?
Mu Jiang didn't know whether to mock or sneer.
On the second day, Zhu Di was poisoned by a snake and fainted on the bed, unable to get up.
After a few days, several sneaky figures sneaked into Qidong.
Before Zhu Di's men discovered it, the lurking generals of the Gu family discovered it first.
If these people are not Gu family generals, then they can only be sent by Liu Xiu from the north.
Several people quickly passed the news back to Sinan.
At the end of the letter, Mu Jiang also denounced Zhu Di's shameless behavior.
"General! You must kill this arrogant villain Zhu Di with your own hands and let him know how powerful you are!"
After reading the letter, Gu Wei's peach blossom eyes curved up and he actually smiled.
Mu Jiang was the youngest soldier under his command, and he spoke in an interesting way. It seemed as if one could see his red face due to anger through the letter paper.
Gu Wei naturally didn't care about these rumors.
The other side of honor is bound to be slander.
He has heard it countless times since he was a child.
When his father died, they blamed him for not having the ability to save his own father, and for calling himself a young genius in vain.
The eldest brother died, and they said that he coveted the position of the crown prince and planned to murder him.
Even his face was once criticized.
As a member of the Gu family, although the eldest brother's father is also handsome, his handsomeness is not elegant and cold like his. Instead, his handsomeness is cold, hard, domineering and full of warlike spirit.
He was too handsome and didn't look like a decisive and ruthless general.
Even his enemies would call him a pretty boy.
If he cared about what everyone said, he would have died of anger long ago.
"What are you laughing at?"
Xie Ling walked in from outside.
Gu Wei raised his eyes and withdrew his thoughts.
"I just received a letter from my subordinates. As I expected, Liu Xiu sent someone to look for Zhu Di."
Xie Ling frowned, "Why are you looking for him?"
"Of course we should cooperate and deal with Sinan together."
Gu Wei expressed his guess, "Liu Xiu is a very suspicious person. He will definitely find the safest way to deal with me, which is to cooperate with Zhu Di."
Xie Ling was a little surprised, "Will Zhu Di cooperate with him?"
Gu Wei's eyes were deep, "It should be. Because compared to them, I am obviously a more dangerous existence. If they fight me together, they will win half of the country. But if they fight me alone, they will lose everything if they lose."
Xie Ling was a little worried. "Although they are not a big force, they have nearly a million troops in total."
Gu Wei reached out and held Xie Ling in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.
"Don't worry, I have a plan. Liu Xiu is a very suspicious person, so I just need to send some gifts to Zhu Di and say some vague words.
He will certainly doubt the relationship between Sinan and Zhu Di. As long as there is suspicion, there will be estrangement, and Sinan will naturally have an opportunity to take advantage of it. "
Xie Ling twisted Gu Wei's hair and looked up at him, "Okay, how about the iron ore?"
"I have already searched according to the map you gave me. I should have results in a few days."
As the population of Sinan increased, Xie Ling focused on the iron mine.
Although all the Sinan soldiers were elite, weapons were a big problem.
Not every soldier in Sinan was equipped with proper weapons. Basically, there was only one sword or spear for every ten men.
Not to mention weapons, even stirrups, iron farm tools, armor, protective gear and other things that require iron are very scarce in Sinan.
The iron mine is a huge project. There were not enough people before, but now there are more people and more labor force.
Xie Ling decided to look for iron ore, smelt iron, and make weapons and farm tools.
There are quite a few biological and chemical weapons such as bombs, poisonous fog, etc. in her space.
The biological weapons developed by the perverted scientists in the last days were naturally very powerful. They were far superior to the poison of Nanzhao.
Once it is taken out, destroying a city will be a piece of cake.
But she would never let those things see the light of day here.
Biological and chemical weapons will inevitably cause changes in the environment, plants, and even humans.
This dynasty was full of vitality, with flourishing vegetation and fresh air. It was completely different from the end of the world with broken walls, gloomy sky and long-lost sunshine.
Xie Ling is not a saint, but she cannot destroy this beautiful continent.
As a human being, you must have a bottom line. If you hold the golden finger of space, you must have an even stronger bottom line.
Xie Ling retracted her thoughts, "Do you still remember Xiao Ning?"
Gu Wei nodded. "Remember, genius swordsman."
Xie Ling pondered, "I was thinking, why don't we ask him to help? We only have a few ordinary blacksmiths here, and no iron smelter, so I don't think we can make the weapon you want."
"it is good."
At that time, they helped Xiao Ning find his lover and got a promise from him.
He should help with this.
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Although the Northern and Eastern schools tried their best to suppress Song Zhen's article, the article had already been circulated among the people. Beneath the calm undercurrent, the turbulent hearts of the literati and celebrities were filled with emotion.
Many scholars gathered together and agreed to go to Sinan to find Song Zhen and realize their ideal of helping the world.
Only literati who truly care about the people of the world can understand what Song Zhen is writing.
Words have temperature.
It is not a sharp weapon, nor a delicacy that can fill the stomach, but it can knock open the closed doors of people's hearts and inject soft yet strong power.
A magnificent article is enough to attract writers to flock to Sinan.
This is also Song Zhen’s purpose.
But because his writings were too fierce and decisive, if he was not careful, he would be attacked by writers all over the world.
The poems and essays written by scholars are full of hidden sharp edges, which are enough to criticize him to death with words and writing.
But he didn't care, he believed that Sinan would give a perfect answer to the literati who came.
That night, the scholars made an appointment to get together, carry their bags and books, climb over the hills, cross the paths, and go together to find their ideal ivory tower.
Perhaps it was a blessing from God as we were about to enter the Lingnan area.
The northern and eastern schools of literati just happened to collide with each other.
They were all scholars, all looked dusty, carrying book boxes on their backs and wearing long gowns.
The group of people just looked at each other and knew what was going on.
Without saying much, everyone walked towards Sinan together.
This day.
The literati finally arrived at the edge of Lingnan and came to the foot of a hillside.
There are lush grass and bushes all around, and towering mountains in the distance. The dense green almost hits your face, and when you take a breath, your chest and lungs are filled with fresh mountain air.
The oldest scholar sat on the ground and said, "Everyone, please rest here for one night. We will arrive soon. According to the local chronicles, we have already entered Lingnan."
The others also took out dry food from their simple bags and started eating.
The moon gradually climbed up the hillside, and the night in Lingnan was so quiet that the only sound was the rustling of the trees in the wind.
There were too many mosquitoes, and a young scholar at the outermost position couldn't fall asleep, so he planned to get up and recite scriptures.
Suddenly, in the pitch-black night, he met a pair of green eyes.
He was so frightened that he trembled all over and couldn't help screaming: "Yes, there is a wolf!"