Chapter 255: Fighting (V)

Jia Changchao, the Song Dynasty and Cai Xiang were involved in Yan Rong's words, but nothing was involved. ("", watch the latest update of this book)

So what about the little fat guy?

He is not a fool either. He has studied with his senior brothers for so long. Is it really in vain?

Jia Changchao, who was extremely smart or Zheng Lang said, had no choice but to deal with the fourth young master.

Fortunately, after hearing Zheng Lang's repeated instructions, the fourth young master also expressed respect for them.

His views are relatively "advanced", and the examiner may not be able to accept these novel Confucian views in the examination room. To give an example, Zheng Lang recited all his test papers silently and wrote them out. These three people happen to be the most authentic Confucian representatives now.

When talking about great scholars, not about character, Jia Changchao was a great scholar.

He asked for advice humbly, and even Jia Changchao knew about the few talents he had seen.

These days, it will be very helpful to the four teenagers, at least it will be of great help to go to the exam room in the future.

But for Zheng Lang, the few people were equally curious, and Jia Changchao asked, "What kind of mean do you practice?"

Mr. Lu said the four truths.

"This is also...the doctrine of the mean," Jia Changzhi said somehow.

"This is the real doctrine of the mean."

You say that it is true mean is true mean. There is no need to argue with a few teenage children, so they are red in their faces and thick in their necks. They may not be able to lift them. So they asked again: "So what is Tao?"

"What are you referring to?"

"The way of Zheng Zhizhou."

"This is a great way. Even if Doctor Zheng cannot understand it for a while, it has already taken some prototypes."

"what?"

"Learn and apply it, and integrate knowledge and action. You must know and do it if you know."

"What do you know?" Jia Changchao asked keenly.

"The doctrine of the mean is part, and there are three parts behind it, benevolence, righteousness, rituals and music, filial piety and brotherhood, loyalty and forgiveness, and saint wisdom."

Jia Changchao stopped talking. The so-called knowledge was a big tampering with the entire Confucianism.

But no matter what, as long as the victims are arranged, even if you say that Sakyamuni is the representative of Confucianism, I will not object. A few maids served dinner, but it was difficult for three of them to swallow. The victims on the boat became more and more turbulent day by day, and the situation was at a critical moment.

It is no exaggeration to say that a hair is hanging on a 1,000-pound thing, and something big will happen at any time.

The Song Dynasty found Lu Gong and persuaded him: "Lu Sanlangjun, your father is the prime minister of the country. You should also think about your father. You don't have to make any promises from Zheng Zhizhou. Just explain and see how the court handles it and makes a decision. How about it?"

"I really don't know, my father did something wrong." Lu Gong said.

The Song Dynasty was speechless.

After having a meal, the three of them came out of the city again.

More than a hundred ships stopped at the mouth of the river one after another, and a small half of the ships were bayed to the Yangtze River in the distance.

But all the ships were connected together by ropes, and despite the northwest wind blowing ripples, the ships were very stable.

Walking on the river embankment, Cai Xiang asked in confusion: "Why is it so troublesome?"

Zhao Tongzong said some reasons, and the four teenagers also said some reasons, but none of them were fundamental. Even Lu Yijian's approach made them very confused. It turned out that there were many people attached to him and the matter was a big deal, so many ministers did not dare to speak much.

People's approach is very simple. They say I'm not doing well, come on, and get rid of my official position. If I'm just given up, what else can I ask for?

Only a few big men from Zhongshu are left to stop them. Are these big men greedy for the Zheng family’s contribution?

He also said: "At this time, the Zheng family was about to laugh at us somewhere."

"Not necessarily, he is not feeling well at this time. If the stalemate continues, it will not benefit us or him. Do you see his shed?" Da Song said.

“What shed?”

"The shed that teaches silk weaving technology has never stopped, which means he still wants to stay."

"Scholar Song is hard to say. What he teaches is only skills. If he is forced to do so, he can't dismiss the office and go back. He can only bet that his temperament is so indifferent. It is so indifferent that there is so much harm in this matter. If he wants to do something, he can still have room for recovery." Jia Changchao said.

The three of them guessed for a while, but they didn't make any guesses.

Maybe it felt very heartwarming, Da Song sat on the withered grass and said, "It's getting colder every day."

Most of the victims don’t even have a decent clothes for winter, and the Jiangnan region will also be cold. What should the victims do after a while?

Then he looked at the river in a daze.

At night, you can see white sails passing by, either up or down.

But the opposite side of the river could no longer see clearly, and it became a dark line in the sky.

At this moment, two fires in Jiangnan began to lit up. With the light, you can see that two ships were on fire. It was still strange that the two ships had lost control and sailed again, drifting quickly along the northwest wind.

Almost at the same time, all the hairs on the three of them stood up.

Da Song shivered and couldn't speak. He was an honest man, and when he thought of the consequences, he was stunned.

Cai Xiang and Jia Changchao were very calm, rushed to the riverside in a few steps, shouting at the boat.\\9vk.com start\\

There is no need for them to shout, the soldiers on the ship have been alarmed long ago.

Cai Xiang shouted loudly: "Look at the way the prepared ship is coming. All the people evacuate to both sides. You cannot be in chaos and let the people fall into the river."

The boat was moored, just by the river. In order to save space, the T-shaped one was lined up. No matter how big the river boat was, it would not be possible to drown five or six meters from the bow. The key was that these victims were landslides. When they encountered the level of chaos, they were indistinguishable from the direction. When they reached the opposite direction, they would be drowned.

Jia Changchao also woke up and shouted loudly: "You can't let the people jump into the water."

As he said that, several people had already jumped down in panic.

The boat was also in chaos.

However, this time, we were well prepared. We cannot say that the strict and harsh supervision and censor system was not good. We were afraid of something wrong. We came along the way, and each ship was equipped with ten impeachers, soldiers and officers, each maintaining order.

Unlike Cao Cao's that time, more than 300,000 people were drifting in the Yangtze River together, and for training, the ship was not on the shore, so the losses were heavy. Just on the shore, these water ghosts were not afraid. In addition, Song Xiang also woke up and came over to command, constantly giving orders, and watched the fire boat arrive and shouted in that direction. They were in a relatively stable mood. They shouted at the way the fire boat came, and ordered the people to separate from the boat to the two sides and go ashore on both sides.

Human life is in charge of heaven, and no matter what Taipingzhou thinks after getting ashore.

Jia Changchao still ordered vigilantly and sent fifty banished soldiers to lead the victims to a high-rise gate, and first disperse them. In addition, they were controlled not to run around.

But the situation in the water was very bad. There were sober people on the boat following the command of the injunction to evacuate to both sides. Some people were also afraid, especially on the water. They had no idea and jumped into the water as if it was raining.

It's over, it's over.

The three of them looked as if dead.

When the three of them felt that when the sky fell, batches of people came over, some were fishermen, and some were boatmen on merchant ships not far away. They came over without saying a word, jumped into the water one by one, fishing the people up. Some even swam under the belly of the boat to save people.

Jia Changchao said, "Thank you for thanks."

"No need to thank you, it's for our magistrate, it has nothing to do with you." An old man replied. After saying that, he looked at the two fire ships and his eyes were filled with fire.

The truth of the matter gradually became known, and the magistrate was going to negotiate with the court.

But if this happened, the court really could have transferred the prefect.

What's going on!

First, the people in the middle evacuated one by one. Several women were so scared that they could not walk. The servants forced themselves to help them up regardless of the suspicion of men and women, and dragged them to the ships on both sides.

A fisherman said, "Cut the rope."

"Yes, cut the rope." Cai Xiang suddenly reminded Cai Xiang, and Cai Xiang shouted, "We are not Cao's army. All ships are connected together with floating plates outside the iron chain, but they are tied together with ropes. They can get out of it with an axe. They said, "After cutting the rope, don't move the people on the boat, the boatman rows the boat away."

There were shouts everywhere, crying, and life-saving sounds in the water, and Cai Xiang had to open his throat and shout loudly.

boom!

The fire boat crashed into it, and the fire took advantage of the wind and spread immediately. Seeing that the situation was not good, the soldiers glanced at it and there was no one on the left and right boats, so they put more than 30 ships, cut off the ropes and rowed in a mess. Some were heading to the river channel, and some ran to the middle of the Yangtze River, and the thirty ships burned.

The flames soared into the sky, alarming the people in Taipingzhou City.

After a while, Sima Guang and four others, as well as Zhao Tong and others came together.

When Zhao Tong asked about the incident, Sima Guang stared at the dozens of burning ships and said, "What a cruel plan."

I don’t know how much the losses are. After these rescues, there will not be many people who died. But today, fortunately, if there were five or six fire boats, the fan dispersed and rushed over at once, the matter would be even more serious. Or if Cai Song and Jia were not here, there was no command, and there was no leader, the matter was also very serious. Without the gratitude of the nearby fishermen, the matter would be very serious. If the people were still struggling in the water at this time, could they be rescued?

Zhao Tongzong was stunned. This was definitely not what the prefecture play was originally.

Sima Guang walked over and said, "Prime Minister Zhao Tong, build a private hut immediately."

Things are getting bigger and I can no longer care about so many things. If I don’t resettle the people, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Build a private hut." Zhao Tongzhang whispered, but in a blink of an eye he realized that he had told him to whom he told him and how to make it. He ran aside to arrange it.

Da Song looked at the chaotic scene and directed: "Gather the people."

Now it is in chaos, and the people on the shore are black, the people on the river and the boats on the river. They have to be gathered together, otherwise something will happen.

He found a slope with wheat planted on it. He ignored it. Zhao Tongzhang started to arrange people to build private sheds on this slope, and Song Xiang gathered the victims here one after another.

This time I finally got together to reunite, but I didn't expect this form.

Zheng Lang came back early the next morning.
To be continued...