Cui Yuan was greatly puzzled. Even Zhang Miaoshou, who was standing nearby, looked at Su Shi in confusion, waiting for his answer.
Looking at the two people's faces, Su Shi knew that some things were not explained clearly, and he was afraid that he would have a grudge in his heart. At that time, let alone letting them work for him, even if he could not spread some things, it would be a good thing.
.
"Okay, then I'll talk to you in detail. Let me ask you, where in the Song Dynasty have the most trauma patients?"
"This should be a military camp." Cui Yuan answered after thinking about it.
"Yes, it's a military camp. And with this thing, it can indeed benefit some border troops and reduce their mortality rate. At this time, our Song Army is happy. Who would be unhappy?" Su Shi patiently
asked.
"Unhappy? Who would be unhappy?" Cui Yuan asked without hearing what he meant.
Zhang Miaoshou on the side thought more deeply, and an idea flashed in his mind: "Master, are you talking about the people of Liao and Xixia?"
"Yes, it's them." Su Shi said with an affirmative tone. "When they see that our Song Army actually has a good medicine to treat trauma, can they agree? At that time, they are afraid that they will put pressure on the court.
You must ask us to be handed over. Haha, at that time, in order to calm the anger between the two countries, what do you think the officials in the court will do?"
"This..." Zhang Miaoshou and Cui Yuan stopped talking after hearing this.
The Song Dynasty was indeed very wealthy, and its economy and culture were extremely developed. However, in terms of foreign policy, it always pursued a weak attitude. For example, it was already commonplace to receive annual coins every year, not to mention in the court, but also among the people.
The people have long accepted this approach.
To put it bluntly, if you don’t hit me, I’ll give you money.
But if you say that I can't beat you, I want to give you money to appease your anger, which is an alternative way of seeking peace, which is understandable. Then if you can't beat me, I still want to give you money on the premise that I am the winner.
That's puzzling.
But Song Dynasty has been doing this puzzling thing.
Looking at it this way, if Liao and Xia really asked Song for people and medicine to treat trauma, would the court refuse to provide them?
Just handing over a few holy hands can buy peace. I guess you know what to do without having to think about them. But if Liao and Xia get this benefit, their soldiers will die less.
It will cause them to become stronger, and it will be the Song people who will suffer in the end.
Su Shi explained this truth clearly to the two of them, and finally asked: "Now tell me, do you still want to hand over this thing now?"
"No, no." Zhang Miaoshou and Cui Yuan both shook their heads quickly, and their previous thoughts were quickly nipped in the bud.
After understanding the reason why he couldn't hand it over, Cui Yuan still asked puzzledly, "Master, when should I take this thing out? After all, we can't let such a good thing gather dust."
"Of course we can't let it gather dust, but the prerequisite is that the use of this thing must be kept secret. When it is really made public, that is when our Song Dynasty becomes stronger and no longer fears anyone. But if we want to meet these conditions,
Then we need an army that listens to us, not to those in the court."
Finally getting down to business, Su Shi told him all about the refugees he met on the way to Beijing, who were attacked by bandits nearby, and then fought back.
These words are mainly meant for Cui Yuan to listen to. After all, he will go to Shangcang Mountain as a master. At that time, he will not only be a master, he will also take on the responsibility of a teacher and be responsible for teaching more students.
Even if you want Cui Yuan to do these things, you will definitely not be able to convince him.
As Su Shi told everything in detail, Cui Yuan gradually understood Su Shi's good intentions. Finally, when Su Shi and Zhang Miaoshou both looked at him, Cui Yuan straightened his body and said: "
Young Master, please leave this task to me. I have already decided to leave Bianliang. It is good for me personally to have a place like Shangcangshan. But I also have a request, that is, one day
When this medicine can be released to the world, I must witness it all with my own eyes."
"Don't worry, when that day comes, you will definitely become famous all over the world because of this medicine." Su Shi immediately nodded in agreement.
After finally convincing Cui Yuan, Su Shi decided to let him rest for a day in Bianliang, purchase some necessary things, and then set off for Shangcangshan early tomorrow morning. As for Zhang Miaoshou, he still needs to return to the north of Maxing Street.
We will look for more suitable and good doctors. As long as there are suitable doctors, we can also consider using the same method to persuade them and arrange to be sent to Shangcangshan.
When the time comes, Su Shi will establish a complete wartime medical support system there, so that injuries can be treated and medical treatment can be good.
On the battlefield, the veterans who survive the line of life and death are the real elites.
At this time, with the emergence of more and more veterans, the combat effectiveness of that army will become stronger and stronger. One day, they will show their prowess on the battlefield; one day, they will become Song people and become
The pride of the Han people.
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Zhao Shishu's mansion can now also be called Zhao Shishu's house.
His Royal Highness King Jing personally spoke and took away Zhao Shishe's official position. He had become a citizen from an official position, and the place he lived in could only be regarded as a house.
After Jin Mingchi came back from playing in Mingchi, Zhao Shishe got very drunk when he returned to his house, and he didn't wake up until noon the next day.
As soon as I woke up from bed, I saw my eldest brother Zhao Shimai and my second brother Zhao Shirui sitting in front of the bed.
Among the five brothers, Zhao Shishe ranked fifth. Among them, one of the third brother and the fourth brother died young, and the other died young, leaving only the three brothers.
"Brother, second brother, why are you here?" Zhao Shishe said as he got up and washed his face in the water beside him.
"Can we not come? You have already brought shame on the Zhao family." The eldest brother Zhao Shimai said with some hatred for iron.
The capital city is not big at all. As soon as Zhao Shishe's incident came out, he heard the news. He originally wanted to wait for his fifth brother to come to him and find a way to solve the problem. But he couldn't wait, so he just waited.
You can kill him at your doorstep.
"Brother, please speak nicely. We are all brothers. It would be great if we discuss anything." Seeing that Zhao Shimai was angry and spoke in a stiff tone, the second brother Zhao Shirui quickly laughed and acted like a cooperator.
Zhao Shimai, a young eunuch from the fifth rank of the palace, was also a casual official, but it was just a dignity granted by Renzong considering their status.
Zhao Chengrui, who had never been an official, chose to do business and opened a Tianxiang Rouge shop. Relying on his father's relationship, he could earn a lot of money in one year, which was enough for the Zhao family's expenses. But because it was
Born as a businessman, he is a bit more tactful and pays attention to the way of making money by being harmonious.
Zhao Chengrui tried to persuade his elder brother, but to his surprise, Zhao Shishe, who was washing his face at the side, was not happy. He threw the facecloth into the basin with a bang and said: "Brother, I am the victim in this matter.
You have been wronged, and now you are not looking for trouble with that little wild guy, but you are looking for trouble with your brother. What on earth do you think?"
"What do I think? Isn't this what you did and how you arranged everything? As for you being the victim, it's just because your skills are inferior to others. Do you still have the nerve to complain about being a victim now?"
Zhao Chengmai said angrily.
The court has always had its own rules, that is, no matter what happens, they will not look at the process, only the results.
The so-called winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.
The winner is the winner. No matter what means they use or what method they adopt, as a winner they must be respected by everyone. Just like Zhao Guangyi won the throne from his brother Taizu, even if there are countless
If the ministers are suspicious, what can they say?
This is the power that the winner should enjoy.
On the contrary, as a loser, who cares what you have done and what kind of grievances you will suffer?
"Who knew that the thing was obviously placed on Ono Zhong's body, but how did it end up on my body? My brother can't figure it out!" When talking about this matter, Zhao Shishe looked aggrieved again.
"What is there that I can't understand? There are capable people around him, so he has been on guard for a long time. Think about it, how could he be unprepared if he dared to come to the capital from a small place like Qianqizhuang? And Su Feiyang
It's not that we don't know who he is. If he didn't have the ability, my aunt wouldn't have gone away with him." Zhao Shimai shook his head, as if remembering the past, with a bitter look on his face.
In the past, the Zhao family, even if they were kicked out of the center of power, was at least united. Everyone trusted each other, stayed together for warmth, and accumulated strength, so there might not be a day when they would not be able to get back together.
But ever since Su Feiyang appeared, my little aunt changed and ran away quietly. That is to say, since that incident, the Zhao family members of their family have become separated and have their own thoughts.
It's no longer like before when things go wrong and we advance and retreat together.
Because of this, the power of the Zhao family in their lineage was greatly weakened. As the eldest son of Zhao Conggu, he only got the position of a casual official of the fifth rank. Those in the court clearly saw that they were suppressed, but they
No one raised a voice to question, and they lost their support because they were not united.
Forget the past.
All this just flashed through Zhao Shimai's mind. When he looked at Zhao Shishe, he continued to ask with an angry look: "Tell me, what are you going to do next?"
"What else can we do? I must avenge this. This little bastard is the laughing stock of us. He must be kicked out of the capital, otherwise we will all be disgraced."