Seeing his six children eating happily at another table in the elegant room, Zhao Xi showed a fatherly smile. Although he was the master of billions of people in the Song Dynasty, he was an ordinary father at this time.
Trying to satisfy the requirements of his children is a father's greatest wish. Perhaps in the hearts of his children, his father is the best magician in the world, who can always conjure up all kinds of things they want, bringing surprises and satisfaction.
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Zhao Si turned around and came back and saw Ming Zhaoxia and Li Qingzhao sitting together.
"What are you talking about?"
"Officials, we are thinking that it will be the New Year's Day and the Lantern Festival soon, and the Women's Self-Strength Association is planning to send a gift to Yishuang, the deceased in the battle to destroy Xia and Pingliao, to express our feelings."
"Oh, this is a good thing. It's just the legacy of tens of thousands of fallen soldiers, can you all take care of it?"
"Our Women's Self-Strength Association has received a lot of donations in the past two years. After excluding the expenses of opening girls' schools and girls' vocational schools, building obstetrics and gynecology hospitals in various places, there is still a lot left. Although it is not much when divided equally, the total amount is
It means something."
"Official, Sister Ming is right. These orphans have generous pensions from the imperial court. We can't help much with our little things. We just want to let them know that no one will forget them, and no one will forget their husbands.
Sacrifice made for the Song Dynasty."
Zhao Si smiled, "As expected of the literary courage of the Women's Self-Strength Association. Well, the condolences of the Women's Self-Strength Association belong to you, the imperial court, and other foundations... Everyone expresses their feelings.
Okay. In the past, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty were indeed wronged. Now we have to correct some mistakes, but we still cannot give what should not be given. We should give more honors and real money as compensation."
Ming Zhaoxia and Li Qingzhao both remained silent. This involved delicate trade-offs in government affairs and was too sensitive.
The sounds of the bustling people on the street could not be blocked by the frosted glass windows, but still drifted in. Just like the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, even the wind, snow and cold winter could not block it.
Zhao Si walked to the corner of the room and opened the window. The cold wind blew in, and it seemed extremely cold and biting due to the warm heat in the room.
Zhao didn't seem to care about the cold wind blowing in his face. He looked at the bustling crowd on the street downstairs and the smiles on the faces of these old and young men and women. He was satisfied and fulfilled, and felt warm in his heart. No matter how bone-chilling it was,
The cold wind can't get close to you either.
"Guan, please close the window, it's too cold." Ming Zhaoxia walked behind and asked softly.
"Zhaoxia, I still remember that one day a few years ago, we were upstairs and saw an entanglement between a foreign woman and Songzhou Zhizhou Yamen on the street. The foreign woman would rather paint her face with a knife than marry
That yamen."
Ming Zhaoxia also remembered, "I remember it, I remember. That foreign woman was so strong, I admire her so much. But I don't know how the two parties involved are doing now?"
"Everyone has his own destiny. I'm just wondering, will this happen again? Will foreign women from the northwest and northeast resist marrying into Song families?"
Ming Zhaoxia tilted her head and thought for a while, "Probably not. The tribes in the northwest and northeast all have the temperament of admiring the strong and disliking the weak. The people of the Song Dynasty have been weak for hundreds of years, which makes them look down on them. Since the officials came to the throne, their civilized and martial arts have made them famous all over the world.
, they must have changed this idea long ago. It must be an honor to marry into a Song Dynasty."
"Yes, human beings always have a kind of worship for the strong from the bottom of their hearts. The strong is justice, which has not changed in ancient and modern times." Zhao Si murmured.
Suddenly, I heard a noise outside the private room. It seemed like two groups were quarreling. The noise became more and more fierce, and the noise spread from the room to the corridor.
Zhao Si closed the window to block out the wind, snow and cold air, and sat back in his seat. The sound of quarrels outside spread into the private room. After hearing a few words, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they all looked at Zhao Si in unison.
Zhao Si was silent for a while and then said: "You continue to eat, I will go out and take a look."
After leaving the elegant room, Yang Zongmin watched everything outside vigilantly at the door. When he saw Zhao Si coming out, he quickly whispered: "High official."
"What's up?"
"Two groups of people are quarreling. One group is from Biyong University, and the other group is from Luoyang University. They started fighting for some reason, and now they are almost fighting with each other."
Biyong University is the home of the New School of Thought, with radical ideas that are even inferior to Chengdu University. Luoyang University is the home of the well-known conservatives.
When these two groups met together, it was a real shock.
"Why the noise? Do you hear it?"
"Officials, what else can you do? The two sides have different political ideas. One side talks about the new trend of thought, and the other side talks about the old principles. Fortunately, the students at Luoyang University are relatively weak and dare not take action without permission, otherwise they would have started fighting long ago."
After listening to Yang Zongmin's words, Zhao Si calmed down and slowly walked closer to listen.
"And today there is great rule..."
"What's the point of great governance? Now we are resorting to militancy and the people are living in dire straits..."
"You are blind! How many people on the street from various counties in Gyeonggi Province have enough money to come to Tokyo to buy new year's goods. Was this a grand scene in previous years?"
"First Evolution"
"It was just a flashback..."
Hearing this word, Zhao Si raised his eyebrows. Have conservatives become so extreme?
"In the winter of previous years, there would always be flood victims from all over Tokyo, ranging from tens of thousands to tens of thousands. How many have there been in the past two years? Just a few hundred people, and they were even placed in Jiminfang
Here. Isn't this something that everyone has seen enough to explain the great rule of the world?"
"Haha, you dare to show off this superficial skill? The real situation is that officials in various places are harsh and strictly prohibit hungry people from leaving the county. They would rather starve the people to death than whitewash peace..."
The nonsense made by a student from Luoyang University almost drove the students from Biyong University crazy.
"Whitewashing the peace? You are the experts at whitewashing the peace... Your professor at Luoyang University, formerly Ying Tianfu Yin xxx, suffered a great disaster in the Central Plains in the first year of Yuanfu. As a stayer in Nanjing (now Songzhou), he actually ordered the county to be cordoned off.
I would rather spend a lot of money to build floats and organize artists to go to Tokyo to celebrate the New Year than to help the hungry people... You are confusing right and wrong, and you are of the same line!"
The two sides have completely different ideas, and now they have begun to attack each other personally. Soon, both sides could no longer hold back and finally took action.
But the patrol team and the security police team arrived in time. This is a sensitive period, and the city of Tokyo is under the emperor's feet, and various stability maintenance forces are on standby at any time.
As soon as they rushed in and asked about the situation, they quickly saw the tendency.
The students at Biyong University are very disciplined and follow the rules. When they saw the police coming, they stopped and stopped talking.
When the students from Luoyang University saw that their opponents had stopped, they thought they had suppressed them and became even more arrogant. They did not even listen to the warnings of the police. Then, they were hit on the head and face with dozens of batons, leaving their noses and faces swollen.
"Haha, I graduated from Biyong University and took either the A or B subjects of the national examination. In the future, I will either be a judicial officer or a political officer. Now I will save my favor so that we can meet each other easily in the future. But they still know each other, so of course they treat me in a friendly manner.
Not many people from Luoyang University can pass the exams as judicial officers and political officers. At most, they are special officers, teachers and professors. If you are so arrogant, who can you beat them if you don't beat them?"
The people watching the melon nearby started talking lively.
"Special officer?" Zhao Si muttered, "Jingxian,"
Yang Zongmin responded: "Young man is here, please give me your instructions."
"You remember to send a message to Shutong later and ask him to arrange for Liu Zhengfu, the Minister of Etiquette, and Fan Zhixu, the Minister of Political Affairs, to come to Chongzheng Hall tomorrow."
"yes!"
"Jingxian, when do you gain the most from winning a battle?"
"Return to the official, it's time to pursue."
"It is better to chase after the poor bandits than to be known as the academic overlord. The education front is an important position in the ideological field. If we do not occupy it, it will be occupied by others, and the disaster will be endless. The last piece of territory they have occupied must be eradicated now.
Got it!"
After saying that, Zhao Si returned to the private room and sat back in his seat.
"Is everything okay?" Ming Zhaoxia asked.
"It's okay. What can happen?" Zhao replied with a smile, "Eat, everyone. Let's have fun today, and tomorrow I will accompany Concubine Gong, Concubine De and Concubine Li. You guys
I have to stay with the Queen Mother and the Queen."
"I understand. It's a pity that the queen is pregnant and can't go out with the officials to play. We have to wait until next year." Ming Zhaoxia said.
"Wait until next year." Zhao Si nodded, "I will accompany you these two days, and the day after tomorrow, I will go to sit in the houses of some important ministers. It is the New Year, and any knots you have must be resolved. You cannot leave them until next year.