"Not necessarily?" Ma Yuan murmured in shock. Xu Xiaoyun remained silent with a complicated expression.

"Sacrifice oneself for the world and follow Zhang Zifang Bolang's attack. I think that when the army was not established, Lu, Luo, Deng, Zhao, and you two could do it." Zhao Xingde looked at Xu, and Ma and his tone changed, and slowly said, "Even if there are one out of a hundred people who can sacrifice oneself for justice. But what about the others? A hundred thousand army and more than ninety-nine thousand people, I'm afraid that they don't think so." "It may not be possible. A man is desperate, and ten thousand men will not be able to do it, and then people's hearts will change." Xu Xiaoyun held both sides tightly and argued: "Thousands of people are different from tens of millions of people, just like fire and firewood. As long as the lord climbs and shouts, we will not hesitate to cut off our heads and sprinkle blood. As long as the big thing comes, we will become a momentum.

Countless people went on one after another." "Black of blood?" Zhao Xingde's expression moved slightly, as if he remembered some past events, but finally shook his head, "How many people who can sacrifice their own self-reliance for justice and do not hesitate to sprinkle blood without hesitating their heads to sprinkle blood? Even if there are only a thousand people, if a thousand people are united, they may achieve great careers. However, the Master said that death is heavier than Mount Tai, and lighter than a feather. Specifically for each person, what is called "heavy" and "light"? What everyone sees differently. The officers have distinctions between clear and turbid outside, and the difference between teachers and sects inside. There is a division of righteousness and name suppression on the top, and the situation will not collapse. If there is a problem with the division of righteousness and name, it will become a mess inside. The victorious army loses its soul, which is no different from the dispersed courage of the wanderers."

"In terms of the three towns in Henan, even if General Lu is determined to support the Song Dynasty, will his brothers agree?"

Zhao Xingde paused and said without waiting for the two of them to answer: The three towns in Henan have already granted land, and when the court was discussing affairs, there were still people who shouted to return the land to the original owner. Is this possible? The soldiers in the army were very eager to be appointed as marquis, wife and son, and those with small hearts wanted to be pastoral and beautiful houses, and the world was peaceful. The Xia Dynasty was a soldier system, and the lieutenant was the country, and the general was noble, and he won the hearts of the warriors one step earlier. Now the three towns in Henan are in a separatist state, which was originally a situation that the court forced out. If the two dynasties had a feud, where would tens of thousands of soldiers in the three towns go? How could Zhao decide in one sentence?"

"How is that possible?" Ma Yuan looked disbelief and whispered, "When the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains, the Lord climbed up and shouted."

"That's the general trend," Zhao Xingde's voice was filled with habitual humility, which gave him more peace. "At that time, the Khitans were in Henan and Hebei, and refugees in the Central Plains were spread all over the southeastern prefectures and counties. My Song people heard and witnessed it, so they fought to fight against the Liao invaders in the south. The battles aroused the surging spirit again and again. After repelling the Liao invaders, the people in the world had reached a peak. At this time, the Northern Expedition of the imperial court was a place for everyone to come, but unexpectedly came. Therefore, the people in the world were resentful, just as winter went to spring, and the surging rivers were suddenly blocked by the ice in front of them. I urgently needed one

Release. At this time, it can be said that the hearts of the world are all thinking about the northern expedition. Whether it is Zhao or who stands up and raises his arms and shouts, it is the same." He looked at Xu Xiaoyun, who was anxious to interrupt, shook his head and continued, "But if the Xia army advanced eastward, the situation would be different. In any case, the Xia Kingdom could not act like the Khitans. Although Guandong and Guanxi each have their own laws, after all, the division will last for only a hundred years, and the people will not resist as hard as the Khitan invaders. Even if Xia Kingdom forcibly redeem land in Luoyang and distributed it to the Yinhu people, there may not be a voice of opposition among the Qingliu scholars and officials."

Zhao Xingde didn't say anything. The river wind blew, and the hull swayed slightly with the waves, the candlelight swayed, and the faces of the people in the cabin were also gloomy and gloomy.

"The future of the Song Dynasty court, the 60 million people, decided to be inside but not outside, not in the three towns in Henan, nor in Zhao's stay alone." Zhao Xingde spread his hands and walked to the window. The night outside was already dark, dark clouds covered the moon, and the stars were shining in the sky like black curtains. Zhao Xingde was silent for a while and said slowly, "The system of Xia State is to rule the world with soldiers. The sergeant elected the lieutenant, and the lieutenant spoke for the sergeant, and the lieutenant made a decision on major matters. The other four governments, the Prime Minister, the lieutenant, the lieutenant, the lieutenant, and the General's Mansion each held great power and restrained each other. Zhao went to the Xia Dynasty and Zhihu State Mansion, although the quarrels and disputed the matters like the sergeant, there was a similar order.

The benefits of banning are as long as you make a decision. Each lieutenant can restrain the sergeant, and the more it is, the more you are in the war of staking the country, the more you are like a finger. On the other hand, the more you are arguing with the middle school of the Kanto court, but when you go down the prefectures and counties, you are always dispersed and powerless. The gentry and businessmen are all easy to do, and they have their own plans. For the court's laws and regulations, choose those who are beneficial to oneself, and those who are not conducive to oneself will try to procrastinate and resist. Therefore, once the eastern and western dynasties fight against the country, although the population of Kanto is more than twice as high as that of Kanto, the national strength mobilized is far less than that of Kanto. The national strength is fought against."

"Since my dynasty knows that our dynasty is only a short distance from Kansai, can't you be in a hurry to follow power?" Xu Xiaoyun argued, "After supporting the country, will you return the power to the people?"

"I am in a hurry to follow power?" Zhao Xingde repeated, with an inexplicable smile on his face, which made people feel chilled. "I am afraid that after following the power, I will be unable to control myself and even turn into a rebellious act."

"Right is the harmony of profit. If Kanto is different from Kanto, it governs the world in etiquette and righteousness. Kanto conquers people with strength, while Kanto conquers people with reason."

"If Zhao can be in a hurry to follow the power, others can also follow the power," he shook his head, "In addition to killing more people, what is the difference between Xia Guo's entry into Guandong?"

"Can you say," Xu Xiaoyun said sternly, "In Mr. Zhao's eyes, the 60 million people in the Song Dynasty can only surrender?"

Ma Yuan lowered his eyelids and silently said, "Thousands of people and thousands of faces." Lord Xu was still trying to advise him just now, and he had a sense of alienation in a flash.

"That may not be." Zhao Xingde shook his head again and said in a deep voice, "I will say it again, Kanto's fate lies in internal forces rather than external forces."

"Internal power?" Xu Xiaoyun laughed anxiously, looked at Zhao Xingde and said angrily, "Sir, great talent, how dare you ask if you think you are outside or inside? Tens of thousands of soldiers in the three towns in Henan, although they have divided the country, so far, most of the money and food have been given to the southeast. They are not the soldiers of the Song Dynasty? Is it external or internal power?" His words were like a cone, which made Zhao Xingde's pupils shrink slightly. He turned around and stared at Xu Xiaoyun fiercely. Xu Xiaoyun also looked at Zhao Xingde without fear. The air in the cabin seemed to be filled with gunpowder. Ma Yuan stood beside him, feeling his anger, as if it was about to burst out in the next moment, and he couldn't help but take a step forward and want to make Xu Xiao for it. The air in the cabin seemed to be filled with gunpowder. Ma Yuan stood beside him, feeling his anger, as if it was about to burst out in the next moment. He couldn't help but take a step forward and want to make Xu Xiao for

Yun pleaded for mercy. Clinking materials, Zhao Xingde was silent for a while, and smiled bitterly, "Thinking about what Zhao and the people of Shaoyang did back then, he thought he was considered "internal force"." Then, he did not follow Xu Xiaoyun's provocative words, and said as if he was talking to himself, "At that time, Minghuan died and Shaoyang ran away. Although I was alive, I really wanted to find something that could do my best to do with my life." Zhao Xingde sighed, as if he had recalled many past events, and finally smiled bitterly, sighing, "That's a good life. Now, if I only had the Kanto court, I would never give up my life. For the court, Zhao might only be an "outsider"?"

His words implied a lot of bitterness. He felt that he was not completely ruthless to Kanto. Xu Xiaoyun and Ma Yuan's faces calmed down, but looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Xingde was in power in the Song State, but for the imperial center, he was a real "outsider". The longest time he stayed in the center was exactly the period when he was imprisoned.

"I dare to ask Lord Zhao," Ma Yuan plucked up the courage and asked loudly, "Is there nothing worth the Lord's life worthy of his life in Kanto?"

In the distance, the whirlwind from the Gobi Desert blew up, and it seemed like ghosts and wolves howling in the night sky. The wind blew the candlelight in the cabin to a slight blew away.

"Yes," Zhao Xingde turned to look at Ma Yuan and whispered, "It's worth my life, of course there are." He turned his face and looked at the East, "But it won't be the court."

After Zhao Xingde finished speaking, he did not continue. Ma Yuan and Xu Xiaoyun looked at each other, and seemed to understand something in a vague way.

"Sir," Ma Yuan broke the silence for a moment, and said, "Why did Lord Zhao say this?" He paused and said, "If Xia Kingdom moves forward, will our dynasty really have no power to fight back?" Zhao Xingde was born in Guandong. He was a young man and returned to Guandong in his prime. He fought south and north. If he had a deep understanding of the two courts of Guanxi and Guandong, he would not be a second person in the world. In the eyes of outsiders, the momentum of the Song Dynasty was in full swing, and the famous generals in the army emerged. The national strength would soon be restored as before, even farther than before the Liao Kingdom invaded the south. Because of this, Xu Xiaoyun urged Zhao Xingde to fight for Guandong. However, what Zhao Xingde said just now really poured a basin of cold water on the hearts of the two young officials of the Song Dynasty. Ma Yuan's question was a little depressed.

"That may not be true. Today, we are not just looking at the battlefield." Zhao Xingde carefully wrote, but finally shook his head and sighed, "It's still the same sentence. The future of Kanto is not about external forces, but internal forces."

Xu Xiaoyun and Ma Yuan were still waiting to speak again, but Zhao Xingde waved his hand and signaled that the two of them didn't need to say anything more.

"The disaster comes from the mouth. Today's words, you two should not spread it out." When Xu Xiaoyun and Ma Yuan bowed to say goodbye, Zhao Xingde said another sentence.

"I understand, thank you sir." Ma Yuan nodded, and Xu Xiaoyun also nodded.

"Mr. Zhao, although you are not sorry for Xia, you must be prepared for others." Ma Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "If Guanxi really wants to annex our dynasty, you are very important, and bad things are a big problem. If I am an important official of Xia, in order to avoid trouble, I cannot make up a reason to keep you in the river. However, for the sake of the elders of Guandong, you should respect yourself and join the army in the Xia River. If it is not necessary, you must not leave the navy. Let's go back from the water."

He was afraid that Zhao Xingde would interrupt, so he spoke very quickly. After saying that, he quickly left the door.
Chapter completed!