From Bianjing to Xijing, from Xijing to Hezhongfu, from Hezhongfu to Qingzhou, the scenery along the way is picturesque, and the autumn of the northern country is magnificent.

The cement road was unobstructed along the way, and the four-wheeled carriage produced by the four-way carriage was not even felt at all bumpy, but Sima Guang was anxious.

The closer you get to the west, the more tense the atmosphere becomes. By the time you arrive in Gyeongju, the atmosphere has become solemn.

Sima Guang came to Qingzhou City, but found that the gates of Qingzhou were closed, and a more majestic city next to Qingzhou was already tightly guarded.

Sima Guang's mission called the gate under the city of Qingzhou for a long time before he was introduced into the city.

Sima Guang accidentally saw Su Che in the city.

Su Che has been working hard in the west for many years. Because he was not valued under Wang Anshi, Su Che came to Qingzhou with Ouyang Bian. After that, Ouyang Bian rose and fell, but Su Che took root here.

Su Che himself enjoyed it, but Sima Guang was quite unfair to Su Che.

"The court has treated you unfairly. With your talent, you shouldn't have wasted so long here."

Yes, in Sima Guang's view, Su Che's talent should be at the center of the court.

After all, Ouyang Bian, Lu Huiqing, Zeng Bu and others of the same term have become the prime ministers one after another.

But Su Che, who is similar to their talents, has been trapped on the border for so many years, which is really not worth it.

Sima Guang empathized with Su Che's situation because he felt that he was not satisfied with his talent.

Su Che smiled sarcastically: "Sima Gong praised it. Che was a little talented and knowledgeable. He was a strategic commander of the journey. He was beyond his talent and could not be wasted."

Sima Guang just sighed.

Su Che asked Sima Guang's purpose.

Sima Guang sighed and said, "People's livelihood is in decline, but as the war begins again, I and Your Majesty have asked for an order to negotiate peace with Xixia, hoping to eliminate the war.

Otherwise, the war will reign, the family will be destroyed, and the wife and children will be separated. I don’t know how many more people will be added.”

Su Che nodded silently.

After a while, Su Zhe said: "Now the border confrontation is confrontation, and the war is about to arise. Sima Gong must pay attention to this journey."

Sima Guang's eyes looked to the northwest.

Sima Guang didn't stay for a long time, but just took a short rest and set off.

Su Che asked someone to guide Sima Guang.

He traveled through the heavily guarded fortress and left the Song realm. He encountered Xixia's horses exploring at the border. He came to find out the situation and sent someone to lead Sima Guang to Xingqing.

However, unexpectedly, Sima Guang was told that he could wait in Lingzhou City just after entering Lingzhou City. As for whom he was waiting for, the Xixia side did not explain.

Sima Guang waited for two days, and was very upset and asked again and again, but the receptionist did not reply, just saying that the above command said that he would wait here.

Sima Guang could only help but think.

On the third day, someone came to invite him, saying that the Prime Minister invited him to meet him.

Sima Guang knew that this prime minister named Ouyang Jun had already arrived in Lingzhou City to supervise the war.

Sima Guang still looked forward to it because from this name, he should be a Han person.

Communication between Han people is more convenient, and they may be able to impress him with their own knowledge.

But when they met, Sima Guang was so shocked that he almost screamed.

"You...you are Ouyang Bian!"

It was almost rude to call him by his name, but Ouyang Bian was filled with emotion.

"Sima Gong, after many years of separation, are you fine?"

It is indeed not seen for many years. When Sima Guang was away, Ouyang Bian was away.

When Ouyang Bian was included, Sima Guang was also outside.

When Sima Guang returned to the center, Ouyang Bian had already heard of his death.

Sima Guang did not respond. His intelligent brain connected many clues. After a while, he let out a long sigh, his face extremely disappointed.

"I didn't expect it, Ji Mo, I didn't expect it!"

Sima Guang's voice was almost sad, which was a feeling of extreme disappointment.

Ouyang Bian couldn't help feeling a little guilty: "Sima Gong, I let you down."

Sima Guang looked at Ouyang Bian in disappointment and asked, "Why?"

Ouyang Bian was silent for a moment. In fact, he had already arrived in Lingzhou City. He was thinking about what to say when he saw Sima Guang and thought of a lot of words, but when he really faced Sima Guang, he still didn't know how to say it.

Sima Guang stared at Ouyang Bian's pupils and continued to ask: "Why?"

Ouyang Bian sighed: "Sima Gong..."

Sima Guang and his voice were both stern and stern, saying, "Why!"

But Ouyang Bian suddenly laughed.

Sima Guang stared at Ouyang Bian fiercely: "Why are you laughing at!"

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "Sima Gong, do you say, Song, Liao and Xia, who can represent the orthodox Han and Tang dynasties?"

Sima Guang blurted out: "Of course it's the Song Dynasty!"

Ouyang Bian shook his head: "The Liao Kingdom thinks so, and the Xia Kingdom thinks so."

Sima Guang knew that this could not be argued. Whether it was Xia, Liao, or Song, they were all from the Tang Dynasty, and they all regarded themselves as China. Moreover, although Xia and Liao were alien races, their national system was still dominated by Han culture, which was actually no different from Song.

Sima Guang himself was also a master of historians. Of course, he knew that when he was studying history several years later, whether it was the history of the Song Dynasty, the history of the Liao Dynasty, or the history of the Western Xia Dynasty, they were all one of the history of China. The so-called orthodox are just their own rhetoric of separatist regimes.

"Even so, your Ouyang family background has been favored by the emperor. If your father knew you were today, he would not know how disappointed you were!"

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "If my father knew my grand ambitions, he would not be disappointed in me, but would be proud of me."

Sima Guang sneered: "Are you proud of your treason?"

Ouyang Bian shook his head and said, "Of course not, I am proud to restore the style of the Han and Tang Dynasties."

Sima Guang laughed to the sky: "Hahaha, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. If you have this ability, you should assist Your Majesty well, build the Song Dynasty into a strong Song, and then sweep the Western Xia and destroy the Khitan.

When the world talks about you, you will inevitably give you a thumbs up and praise you that Ouyang Bian is a great hero in the world.

Why do you have to join the barbarians, be accomplices of tigers, and lead troops to attack your mother country? This is not absurd or something!”

Ouyang Bian sneered: "Is the Song Dynasty a court that is in charge of affairs?"

Sima Guang also sneered: "Compared with the barbarians of the Western Xia Dynasty, the Song Dynasty has a wide area of ​​resources and a wealthy place, and is not better than this place where only livestock are left?"

Ouyang Bian sighed: "Yes, the Song Dynasty occupied the fertile land of the Central Plains, and there was a land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River. It was open to the world, and there were thousands of people and a place of culture. There were endless heroes. Why was it difficult to recover their hometown?

I have to send millions of people’s fat and barbarians every year... Sima Gong, can you tell me why?"
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