"this……"

Facing Ouyang Bian's questioning, Sima Guang was speechless.

Sima Guang was also a veteran of the three dynasties. He looked back on the past years, from Renzong to Yingzong, to Zhao Xu today.

During this period, there were the Qingli New Policy, the efforts made by Jiayou's rule to Wang Anshi's reforms, and Ouyang Bian.

Spread decades.

But the Song Dynasty could not even deal with the Xixia, which had a small and barren territory.

Even in the battle of the Five Routes of Defeat Xia, he was defeated in nothing to say, so what else could he say?

Ouyang Bian said lightly: "Sima Gong also knew the efforts made by Bian. From the time of Zhihe, I returned to Bianjing, founded Xihu City, prepared the Agricultural Bank of China Qingmiao Loan, planned the Central Bank, established the Song Dynasty Chamber of Commerce, established the Ocean Group, built roads and bridges, and later found that the economy could not save the Song Dynasty.

Later, I cleared the land of Zhangzhang, implemented the equal-to-equality and exemption law, but was blocked everywhere. Sima Gong should also know what good laws those reforms are for the people, how many people can regard me as a thorn in my eyes?

Later, Mr. Han was finally powerless to stop him. Our wise Majesty exiled me to the west. Haha, from top to bottom, it was all terrible!

Everyone speaks of serving the country and the people, the breeze and the moon, and the integrity and brightness, but they are eager for their own interests. They only lament the power of the country that is about to collapse, but the philosophical elegance of the scholar-officials who should enjoy is not delayed at all.

Sima Gong, I'm not talking about you. Although you have been opposing this and that, you are different. You are pure. Although I think you are pedantic, I have to admire your bright and clear moon."

Sima Guang's face was red. Although Ouyang Bian was not criticizing him by name, the two bright moons hit him hard.

He murmured, "But... it's not this, it's not this!"

Ouyang Bian looked at Sima Guang pitifully.

"Sima Gong, when my father was alive, he said that only Jiefu and you can really see him in the eyes of his new generation. I still respect you. However, what I respect is your morality. You are a true bright gentleman, but you are not suitable for being involved in politics. It is too dirty. Once you come in, you will not be able to maintain your innocence.

Listen to me, after you go back, find a place to write a book, and see how I restored our China to the prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties. Then you will see how humble, unconfident and obscene the Song Dynasty is now!"

Sima Guang looked at Ouyang Bian and begged in his eyes: "Ji Mo, stop. No matter how bad the Song Dynasty is, it is your motherland. If you provoke national wars like this, do you know how many people will die because of it? How many family wives will be separated? How many innocent bones will be accumulated?"

Ouyang Bian laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes. He said: "Revolution is not about treating guests to dinner, making articles, paintings and embroidery. It cannot be so elegant, calm, gentle and respectful. Revolution is a riot, a violent action of a class to overthrow another class.

Therefore, it is impossible not to die, and it is impossible to die less. This time, not only will people die, but many people will also die!

Not only that, the entire prosperous Song Dynasty will be completely trapped in war and become a ruin.

Everything you see so prosperous will burn into ashes in the fire of war.

And this war will burn all the exploitation like cramps and skins.

However, on this ruin, a new country will be built where beautiful and powerful will not be bullied by foreign enemies, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment!"

Sima Guang was trembling all over and said hoarsely: "Do you keep stopping?"

Ouyang Bian raised his head and said: "It is impossible! Can't Sima Gong hear the screams of the people at the bottom? Can't they really hear the wailing sounds of their pain?

Is there only the sound of scholars reciting poems and writing poems in your ears, the sound of the powerful and the sound of drinking and drinking, and only they hold wine glasses, and after they are full of wine, they make a few laments of sadness and sorrow in spring and autumn;

Someone with some conscience listened to the wailing sounds of the people, dripped a few drops of hypocritical tears, turned his head and opposed the aspiring people who wanted to untickle the people slightly. Such a country is your Yao and Shun era?"

"But... no matter what, it's better than the war!"

Sima Guang's eyes revealed a plea.

Ouyang Bian looked at the old man with gray hair pitifully, and felt pitiful and hateful. It was a bit too much to say that it was lost in his hands, but it was certain that it was lost in the hands of thousands of such people.

Looking at Sima Guang who was endlessly sad, Ouyang Bian thought of his father, Wang Anshi, Han Qi, Renzong Zhao Zhen, and Di Qing who died in grief and anger. At this moment, he was mixed with emotions, feeling pitiful and angry, but he still couldn't bear it.

"Sima Gong, the purpose of the war is to end the war.

This time I destroyed the Song Dynasty and became a country, and there would be no more battle between Song and Xia;

When I destroy the Liao Kingdom again, there will be no more battles between the Song and Liao Kingdom;

This is much better than a few battles in a few years or ten years, and the people can truly live and work in peace and contentment, do you think?"

Ouyang Bian finally persuaded him with kind words.

"But... it's not that simple!"

Sima Guang's tears came down.

Looking at Sima Guang who was crying, Ouyang Bian admired, hated and ridiculous.

After a long time, Ouyang Bian said: "Sima Gong, don't go back first, so stay here and see how I destroyed the city and captured the village, how I defeated the Song Dynasty, which seemed powerful, but in fact it has become corrupted to the point of being in my feet!"

Sima Guang wiped away the tears, raised his head, and shouted: "Well, I have been captured by the enemy, so I can only do this."

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "If Sima Gong has free time, why not look at Lingzhou and see how I transformed the entire Xixia, how to make every people have food, houses and housing, and the country will provide the guarantee for the disaster year, and medical treatment when they are sick. You can go and have a walk and take a look. After reading, you should have some new insights."

Sima Guang snorted: "I want to see what you are trying to do. If I think it's not good, I will write it into the book and scold you hard. At that time, people can let you kill, but you have to keep every word I write well for me to let future generations judge!"

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "That's really great."

Sima Guang snorted.
Chapter completed!