In the Song Dynasty, there was no law or order.

"From the temptation just now, we can know two things."

After leaving the door and going a little far away so that no one in the room could hear him, Yan Shu said: "First, he is a gentleman sent by his country to teach children in the mountains. Second, this mobile phone seems to be able to Send a message."

"It seems that he really didn't know his situation and thought he was rescued by people from the village who were going to teach."

Lu Yijian stroked his beard and said.

"Um."

Yan Shu said: "So we must keep it a secret and try our best to get more useful information out of him."

Zhao Zhen thought for a while and said: "The imperial doctor said that he has very little congestion in his brain. If he needs acupuncture every day to remove the congestion, he will soon be able to regain his sight. When he can see things, he will immediately know his situation. Will he?" ?”

Wang Sui came up with a bad idea and said: "Guardian, why not let the imperial doctor give him acupuncture? If he continues to be blind like this, he will never know where he is."

Yan Shu glared at him and said: "No, he is going crazy now because of his blindness. If it were not for the excuse that the road down the mountain is gone, he would have to climb down the mountain. If he is unable to see the light for a long time, Will he continue to stay here? And there is no way to control him, otherwise he will guess that this is not the Nini Village he said."

"so what should I do now?"

Zhao Zhen frowned and seemed unable to figure out the reason now.

Yan Shu said: "The imperial doctor said that he would be able to recover as quickly as ten days and a half months, or as slowly as two or three months. During this period, in the name of taking care of him, we will try to trick him every day and try to get what we want." Ask for the information you get.”

"Um."

Zhao Zhen and Lu Yijian both thought it made sense and agreed.

Soon the eunuch who went to get the mobile phone hurried back. Yan Shu took the mobile phone and looked at it, and then returned to the room with Zhao Zhen and pushed the door open.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhao Jun reacted like a reaction and asked: "Village chief, is that you?"

"yes."

Yan Shu spoke concisely and to the point, walked over and put the phone in Zhao Jun's hand.

Zhao Jun fumbled around, and the texture from the Huawei phone made him feel a little reassured. Then he turned the volume to the maximum and tried to turn on the screen. While operating, he asked Yan Shu: "Village Chief, is the screen on?"

Yan Shu came over and took a look. The screen was still black, so he said, "No."

His words were concise and to the point.

Try to speak as little as possible. The less you speak, the less mistakes you will make.

"ah?"

Zhao Jun went to press the power button and muttered: "It won't be flooded. Wait a moment, the battery should be out of power. I remembered that I was on the road the day before yesterday and yesterday. I played with my mobile phone on the way into the mountains. My phone is almost out of battery. Mayor, can you charge it for me? The charger is in my backpack."

Charge?

Yan Shu was confused again. He turned around and looked at Zhao Zhen and the others, who shook their heads again.

"village head?"

Zhao Jun asked: "It's the bag with the teaching certificate. Didn't you find that bag? There should be wires connected to our room. Is there a socket board?"

Yan Shu was holding back and didn't know how to answer. It wasn't until Zhao Jun asked for the third time that he choked out: "No."

"No electricity???"

Zhao Jun said in shock: "Isn't this right? Our State Grid and postal express are the most trustworthy. Let alone us, they dare to go to Mount Everest. How can there be no place in our country with electricity?"

"boom!"

There was another thunder outside.

Yan Shu was asked and found it difficult to answer. When he heard the thunder, he had to say: "It's raining outside."

"Um, there's a power outage?"

Zhao Jun understood and sighed: "Oh, I don't know when the call will come. But it doesn't matter, we have to believe in the power of the country. Don't worry, village chief, the road will be opened soon, and the electricity will come soon."

When it rains heavily, even big cities may experience power outages, let alone this village, so Zhao Jun can understand.

Instead, he began to comfort Yan Shu.

Yan Shu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he sat on the edge of the bed, patted his hand and asked, "By the way, what lessons do you plan to teach the children?"

"The primary school curriculum is mainly Chinese and Mathematics, followed by moral classes, natural science classes, music classes, art classes, and physical education classes."

When Zhao Jun heard this, he said: "Let's first follow the teaching materials issued by the Education Bureau as normal. I also brought some extracurricular books. Then I will expand some interesting historical stories, as well as chemistry and physics for the children. Some basic experiments will cultivate children’s interests in arts and sciences and prepare them for junior high school.”

"What history are you going to teach your children?"

Yan Shu immediately seized the opportunity to ask.

"We definitely can't teach serious history, and the children won't understand it either. We just teach some short stories and talk about the wisdom of the ancients."

"Can you tell me the history?"

"Talk about history?"

Zhao Jun wondered: "What's there to talk about? Are you interested, village chief? There should be a landline at the village committee. You shouldn't be too busy contacting the township leaders and asking them to report it to the county as soon as possible and send people to repair the road. And electrical lines?”

Yan Shu had no choice but to try his best and said, "It's raining outside."

"The landline line was also disconnected?"

"Yes."

"Forehead"

Zhao Jun stroked his forehead and said: "This heavy rain is really harmful. Now I can't go down the mountain, the electricity is out, the landline lines are disconnected, I can't contact the outside, I have a headache."

Yan Shu continued to ask: "Since I can't do anything, I just want to listen to you talk about history."

"Oh"

Zhao Jun sat cross-legged on the bed and said: "Village chief, I think you saw that my diploma says that I am from the History Department of Renmin University, and you want to test me. Well, tell me, which dynasty do you want to hear about? Do you want to hear about the reasons for the prosperity of the dynasty, or the root cause of the demise of the dynasty?"

Yan Shu glanced at Zhao Zhen and the others, showing a triumphant smile, and then said: "Then tell me about the Song Dynasty."

"Song Dynasty? What's there to say? Although I I also have the surname Zhao. According to DNA testing, the Zhao family is the ancestor of our village a thousand years ago, but I like the Han and Tang dynasties the most, followed by the Ming Dynasty and the Song Dynasty."

"Why don't you like the Song Dynasty?"

"The Song Dynasty did not achieve great unification, and was beaten by the northern nomadic peoples. It lacked martial virtues. Many people think it was a eunuch dynasty. Although I study history, I personally don't like the Song Dynasty very much. Can you listen to other dynasties?"

Zhao Jun's words revealed his dislike for the Song Dynasty, because he really didn't like it very much.

As a passionate man, the style of the Han and Tang dynasties is the era that history students like him like. The Song Dynasty was too aggrieved, especially the insults suffered by famous generals like Di Qing and Yue Fei, which made me feel gritted teeth every time I saw it.

So learning history is learning history, but in terms of personal preference, which boy would refuse the Han Dynasty that sealed the wolf and trampled on the desert, and the Tang Dynasty that was at the top of the world, and like a country that was beaten by the northern nomadic peoples for many years, lacked martial virtues, and the emperor was a group of mentally retarded cowards?

As soon as these words were spoken, several people's faces suddenly changed.

Lack of martial virtue?

Eunuch dynasty?

Lv Yijian, Wang Zeng, Cai Qi, Song Shou and others looked at each other and could see the dissatisfaction in each other's eyes.

What do you mean?

Is my great Song Dynasty not worthy of standing among the dynasties of China?

Zhao Zhen clenched his fists even more, the veins on his face throbbing, and his blood pressure was full. Since he was a descendant of the imperial Zhao, he actually hated his ancestors?

He was simply forgetting his ancestors and being lawless!

He opened his mouth to ask, but when he saw Yan Shu shaking his head at him, he endured it.

Yan Shu thought for a moment and said, "Since you don't like it, it means you don't know much about it."

"Old village chief, I don't like what you said."

Questioning his expertise, Zhao Jun was anxious at the time and said, "I graduated from the History Department of Renmin University. I don't like it, but I still listened to the class carefully. You can't question my expertise."

"Then let me test you. Do you know who Zhao Zhen is?"

Yan Shu never stops talking until he stuns the world.

This is very bold.

He said the emperor's name directly in front of the emperor.

But the literati of the Song Dynasty have always been very bold, not to mention that this is a special period. There is no way, even Zhao Zhen's face did not show any dissatisfaction.

Zhao Jun laughed: "Song Renzong, he is one of the few good emperors of the Song Dynasty. He is the first emperor in history to use Ren as his temple name. Under his rule, the economy, politics, and culture of the Song Dynasty reached their peak. Six of the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasty came from his dynasty, and there were many talents. Su Shi once said that the talents produced by Renzong's dynasty were enough for three generations of descendants."

Song Renzong?

So my future temple name is Renzong?

Zhao Zhen thought to himself.

Yan Shu asked curiously: "Who are the Eight Great Prose Writers of Tang and Song Dynasties?"

"It was selected in the early Ming Dynasty. It is a collective name for eight prose writers of the Tang and Song Dynasties, namely Han Yu and Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty and Ouyang Xiu, Su Xun, Su Shi, Su Zhe, Wang Anshi and Zeng Gong of the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Jun talked eloquently: "Han Yu and Liu Zongyuan are the leaders of the ancient prose movement in the Tang Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu and the three Su brothers are the core figures of the ancient prose movement in the Song Dynasty, and Wang Anshi and Zeng Gong are the representatives of Linchuan literature. The ancient prose reform waves they successively set off have made the old appearance of the development of poetry and prose completely new, so they were named the Eight Great Prose Writers of Tang and Song Dynasties."

"Oh."

Yan Shu nodded.

Zhao Zhen and others silently memorized the name in their hearts.

Ouyang Xiu and others naturally knew that he was a Jinshi in the eighth year of Tiansheng and ranked 14th. He is now Xuan Delang of the Academy of Scholars. He is currently working as a proofreader in the library and participating in the compilation of the Chongwen Zongmu.

Speaking of which, Yan Shu was also the chief examiner of Ouyang Xiu's imperial examination. At that time, he said that Ouyang Xiu was not given the first place because his style of writing was too sharp. The examiners wanted to dampen his spirit and promote his talent, so they suppressed his ranking.

Now it seems that he really lived up to everyone's expectations and left his name in history.

As for Su Xun, Su Shi, Su Zhe, Wang Anshi, Zeng Gong and others, they don't know them. Maybe they will appear in the future, but it doesn't prevent Zhao Zhen from remembering their names. Maybe he can meet them in the future.

"The three Su, Wang Anshi, and Zeng Gong are all famous literati in the middle and late period of Song Renzong. They are well-known figures who are very active from the late period of Song Renzong to the period of Song Yingzong and Song Shenzong."

Zhao Jun thinks it's good to have someone to chat with him now that he is blind, so he said everything he knows: "Especially Su Shi and Wang Anshi. Su Shi's poems are unique in the Northern Song Dynasty and can be called the first of the bold and unrestrained school. Wang Anshi inherited Fan Zhongyan's reform ambition and carried out Wang Anshi's reform during the period of Song Shenzong."

Fan Zhongyan's reform?

Wang Anshi's reform?

Everyone was confused. Fan Zhongyan and his friends knew that the current Kaifeng prefect would carry out reforms in the future.

"So to a certain extent, from the reign of Song Renzong to the reign of Song Shenzong, the literary style was very prosperous, and many great writers were born. This was an era when the development of Chinese national culture was comparable to that of the Tang Dynasty."

Zhao Jun continued: "Of course, only the culture and economy are okay, but the military is far behind."

Yan Shu automatically ignored the sentence that he was far inferior in military terms, looked back at Zhao Zhen and the others, and said with satisfaction: "Then it seems that Song Renzong is an excellent emperor."

"Almost, he is a wise man."

Zhao Jun added: "But I really want to beat him."

"Forehead."

Yan Shu and Zhao Zhen were confused. Since he was a good emperor, why did he want to beat him?

"Why do you want to hit him?"

Yan Shu asked.

Zhao Jun said: "In his day, there were a lot of masters who wrote Song lyrics, such as Yan Shu, Su Shi, Liu Yong, Ouyang Xiu, Yan Jidao, Fan Zhongyan, they were so extraordinary that I wanted to die when I could recite lyrics in school. Now that I am a teacher, I still have to teach Song poetry to my students, so I can’t avoid him.”

Yan Shu glanced at Zhao Zhen with some embarrassment. Zhao Zhen looked helpless, and several ministers behind him covered their mouths and snickered.

It seems that the literary style of the heyday of official governance was too strong, which caused disaster for future generations.

"Of course, the emperor is indeed a good emperor. Song Renzong had no choice but to be unlucky and unable to give birth to a son. According to unofficial records, the enemy emperor Liao Daozong mourned for him when he died, but our teacher said it should be It’s fake, there is no official history of the Song and Liao countries.”

"In addition, redundant soldiers, redundant officials, and redundant expenses were also exacerbated by his hands. Although the Song Dynasty was the richest country in the world at that time, it was also the poorest country because of the three redundant problems. The army was underpaid and the generals were corrupt. Incompetent, civil servants receive extremely high salaries, there are too many officials, and they do nothing every day and are a drag on the court. "

"In addition, the Liao Kingdom had to be given annual coins every year, which caused a serious financial deficit in the Song Dynasty. Then the land annexation was serious, and a large number of people's land was taken away by the powerful, which led to serious internal rebellion. The external war with Xixia was not won, and the help Li Yuanhao's founding campaign established his prestige, which led to the formation of the three kingdoms of Liao, Xia and Song."

"Renzong may be said to be a good emperor, but that refers to the Song Dynasty. Compared with the wise emperors of other dynasties, he was just a mediocre emperor."

"He had the idea to change this situation of poverty and weakness, but in the face of huge resistance, he did not dare to support the Qingli New Deal to the end. He looked forward and backward in doing things, used Fan Zhongyan but did not trust him, and did not turn the tide like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. From a macro perspective, his ability is at best that of a paper framer.”

"Of course, he does have a good character. It is generally accepted by the historical circles that the Song Dynasty had many fatuous emperors and few wise emperors. Among the Song Dynasty emperors, Renzong was barely tall among the short ones. Compared with the group of wasteful and mentally retarded emperors behind him, he was considered a tall man. Someone who has made a difference.”

Zhao Jun muttered a lot more, and even if he added at the end that he had a good character and accomplished something, he still told Zhao Zhen and others that their expressions suddenly changed with fright, and they all fell silent, and their breaths became thicker.

Although their voices were muffled by the pouring rain outside, even Yan Shu didn't speak, making the atmosphere in the room extremely tense.

This made Zhao Jun very puzzled and asked: "Old village chief, don't you want to hear the history of the Song Dynasty? Am I wrong?"

"Of course it's not right."

Yan Shu almost instinctively wanted to cover up for Zhao Zhen, but soon realized that he had made a mistake.

Because this year is only Jingyou's third year, they firstly don't know the specific circumstances of what Zhao Jun said, and secondly, many things have not happened. They are only aware of the three redundant issues, so how should they refute it?

Zhao Jun smiled and said: "The old village chief, tell me what's wrong?"

"I"

Yan Shu came to his senses and said, "You said Renzong was a good emperor, but you mentioned so many shortcomings. How can he be considered a good emperor?"

"Eh."

Zhao Jun said: "This is the fault of the old village chief. There are shortcomings, but they are not caused by his hands. It is the two brothers Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi who are not doing human affairs. Song Renzong just does not have the ability to change this." It's just the status quo. He really loves the people like a son and has a generous temper. Bao Zheng always likes to slander people. He spit on Renzong and didn't say anything. Isn't he a good emperor? "

Yan Shu looked outside and said, "It's getting late. You should have a good rest first. I'll bring the doctor over tomorrow to give you acupuncture."

"Okay, thank you old village chief."

Zhao Jun sighed: "Fortunately, the old village chief, you saved me, otherwise I would have been dead. By the way, is there any toilet water in our village? I woke up today and was bitten by mosquitoes. What's wrong with the clothes I'm wearing?" Weird, is it the national costume of our Yi people?”

"No."

Yan Shu replied harshly, and then hurried out the door.

Zhao Jun heard the door slamming a little loudly and was confused. He didn't know what made the old man unhappy.

But after talking so much, I felt dizzy, hungry, and thirsty. I lay on the bed and soon fell asleep again.