People of a great country!

That’s right, my China has been vast for five thousand years, not only because of the treasures of heaven, nor because of one great power after another, but more importantly, we have the only remaining great power people in this world.

In addition to their food, food, food, and salt, they also opened up a world in their hearts, pretending to be the righteousness of life and death, and the whole world!

The world, the soul of China, bow down to the world!

The world, the Han people’s world will be immortal forever!

It is this belief that supports generations of Chinese descendants, who rise up in despair and continue to face danger.

It is indeed congratulations to a marquis, but in Qibucha or any Indian tribe, Arke couldn't help but ask himself, would reward a slave or a civilian make everyone excited?

No, definitely not!

Apart from envy, at most, I will have a little longing and hope, but that's all.

And right in front of you, there is the difference.

The people of a great country have the ambitions to slaughter gods, fight against immortals, and even shake the sky.

At this moment, Arke, a figure who can be called the master of Indians, seemed to have realized something.

Perhaps, the essence of the Han people is not the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, the superficial skill of Neo-Confucianism to eliminate desires, but at this moment.

As far as this eye can see, there are more than 100,000 people from the Song Dynasty!

That kind of complex spirit that not only pursues human desires but also allows one to give up one's own righteousness.

He turned his head to look at Zhao Wei, but saw that he still smiled lightly, looking like he was planning to plan, and seemed to be very satisfied with his arrangement.

But, it seemed that he was also saying something to Arke.

Yes, although Zhao Wei did not look at him, he did not speak to him.

However, Arke always felt something was wrong. It was not the kind of trembling as if he was walking on thin ice, but the trepidation of the inexplicable explanation.

Zhao Wei used a craftsman to arouse the fighting spirit and passion of more than 100,000 people? He did not let go of every potential of the Song people? It can even be said to be exploitation.

Yes, it's just squeeze!

He mobilized the power of these tens of thousands of people to the extreme. The results were outstanding, and the power that burst out was even more amazing.

But that day he said to himself, "I don't need Qibucha to do what the three works of the three, as long as they watch with peace of mind and wait."

Unreasonable.

Arke finally found the uneasiness in his heart, and finally understood why he had to wait for so few days without leaving.

The reason why you don’t leave? It’s here.

Now in Xinyashan, everyone is united and returns home. Everyone has put in full force and strives for one goal.

That temperament that was invisibly displayed made Arke suffocate. Of course, he also sighed that he was inferior to Song Ting's leadership ability.

But? When he was a foreigner, there was nothing like this kind of suffocation? At most it was envy and worry.

But now, strictly speaking, he is already a part of the Song Dynasty? Then this kind of suffocation is a bit out of place.

He didn't fit in? So he was uneasy

Over there, Zhao Wei didn't know what Arke was thinking. He did this game not simply for Arke to show it.

While mobilizing the enthusiasm of craftsmen to contribute new technologies to the Song Dynasty, he actually had other intentions.

Seeing a big show, it ended successfully in the reunion that Wang Wulang and the people talked about.

Zhao Wei chuckled and looked at Zhang Shijie with a blank expression beside him, "Taiwei, please ask you something?"

Zhang Shijie frowned slightly, "What's the matter? Your Highness said it was."

"Am I more annoying than Li Xunji?"

Well, Ning Wang also learned to reflect on himself.

Just now, Li Xunji is indeed not a thing. He vaguely heard some of the people cursing. In fact, Zhao Wei wanted to curse people, but his grandson was not a thing.

And he himself, well, is particularly good at this!

Zhang Shijie glanced at Zhao Wei, and knew that King Ning was making fun of it, and hummed calmly, "Don't worry, your highness, we are all people with identities, how can we speak up easily?"

Zhao Wei was relieved, "Is that so? That's good!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shijie added, "But it's true that I want to kill you."

Zhao Wei: ""

Zhao Weiting was speechless, is it so hateful?

At this time, the crowd had dispersed, and the main master Wang Wulang had all carried his wife and children back to his broken shack.

Zhao Wei was surrounded by a group of court officials, walking alongside Zhang Shijie and walking aimlessly on the street.

"The Grand Marshal is not very happy?"

Zhang Shijie gave him a blank look and said nothing.

He was really not very happy because he was not really meant to carry the sedan chair today.

Zhang Shijie was depressed. He was pulled by Zhao Weiqiang.

It’s not that I look down on Wang Wulang, but that I feel that I have lost my value, but that I am so frustrated that I am a predecessor.

Why didn’t Lu Xiufu come to carry the sedan chair? Why didn’t Chen Yizhong come to carry the sedan chair? But he chose him?

Moreover, I didn't tell him in advance.

Before coming, Zhao Wei said that he would ask him to do something. If he arrives later, he will do whatever I do.

As a result, Zhao Wei drilled under the pole of the sedan chair and Zhang Shijie regretted it.

But regret is useless. I have already agreed to Zhao Wei. Can he leave it there? If you have any opinions, I can only finish it, right?

It's just about to finish the matter, and it's time to settle the score after autumn.

"Why?" Zhang Shijie lowered his voice and gave Zhao Wei face.

"It's not to be said that Shijie is willing to do it. But why is it me? Your Highness should have many choices, much better than Shijie, right?"

The essence of this matter is not embarrassment, nor is it a burden, but trouble.

This is a question of posture. Zhao Wei has such a big show, obviously he will be able to raise the craftsman class.

It seems nothing now, but there will inevitably be times when there will be disputes in the future.

Class struggle is inevitable in any era.

Even if craftsmen participate in the government affairs and are unlikely to compete with civil and military officials, it is inevitable that there will be friction in other interests.

No now does not mean there is no future.

Zhang Shijie is not stupid, he is also a master who can take one step and see three steps.

He felt that this matter would be troublesome in the future. Once there was a collision between teeth and tongue, he would be embarrassed.

The warriors he represents, the warriors who carry craftsmen to the throne, are invisible bondage, and it will be difficult to separate in the future and it is very troublesome.

Zhang Shijie didn't want to get involved in these things because he didn't have as much care and leisure time as the scholars and officials.

"Why? Your Highness is not meant to harm me, right?"

Zhang Shijie still lowered his voice, but his words were so straight that they could not be straighter.

When Zhao Wei cheated Chen Yizhong, Lu Xiufu and the others, he knew that he couldn't be defended!

"Ha!!" Zhao Wei laughed when he heard this.

He said loudly: "If I say it, it was intentional, will the Taiwei believe it?"

This was not like Zhang Shijie, and it was very disturbing. Not only did the husbands behind him, Su Liuyi, Ji Xiufu, and Chen Yizhong, but even Arke heard it, and he couldn't help but lean over.

Zhang Shijie frowned and didn't care about that much, "Believe!"

He believed whatever Zhao Wei said, because this guy could do it. He learned a lot from Zhang Jianzhi, and he would plot against anyone.

When Zhao Wei saw everyone leaning forward, he didn't hide it.

"This time I have no calculations. To be honest, it was just intentional. The reason is simple, it is to let craftsmen get involved and solve a problem that is more difficult than technology."

"What problem?" Everyone asked with frowned, wondering what Zhao Wei sold in the gourd.

Zhang Shijie was even more anxious and smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, don't keep it a secret. Do you know that you are not good at this? "

Zhao Wei was indeed quick-witted, "A battle between civil and military affairs!"

"Hiss!!" Everyone took a breath and stared at Zhao Wei in a daze.

"The struggle between civil and military affairs is so difficult!"

Relying on his approach to Zhao Wei, Chen Yizhong is unscrupulous and dares to speak more than Lu Xiufu and the others.

"Your Highness is so serious? No one has mentioned this matter anymore."

No one mentioned it, in fact, since Emperor Gaozong moved south, no one has mentioned the tone of this old growth talk for more than a hundred years.
To be continued...