I wonder if the old men in Lin ‘an city would be amazed if they knew that they were once a [Song poet] or even a Song poet who had been slaughtered by them.
Cherish core zhao didn’t resist laughing for a while.
"Why didn’t you find your mind so annoying before? It’ s simply bad! "
"It’s not too late to find out now. Anyway, we are only in our twenties, and the future is still long."
Su Yonglin smiled and felt cheerful, so he threw Zhao Xirui off the bed.
Cherish rui zhao jiao shout a backhand to react immediately pushed Su Yonglin himself to climb.
"You are the emperor outside, and you are my man in this room."
Looking at her white teeth, Su Yonglin surrendered with both hands.
"Fine, you have the final say in this room of the Queen’s Temple."
Chapter 76 Because the Southern Song Dynasty beat him.
Needless to say, a night of ecstasy is natural.
Su Yonglin got up early the next day.
Today is Hugh Mu Day. Except for the officials on duty, most officials can rest at home, and Su Yonglin will not go to the People’s Hall to continue to be a workhorse. After taking a bath, he will change his clothes and prepare to preface his political comments in the room.
Just thinking about Su Yonglin, he started to write quickly.
His central government advocates writing official articles and instructions in vernacular Chinese, and promotes unified punctuation, striving to make everyone understand, read conveniently and quickly, change obscure classical Chinese writing practices and set off a vernacular movement.
He influenced and ordered the official official documents of the court to take the lead in realizing the change of vernacular Chinese, and then revived the official documents of the Ministry, the official documents of the army and the official’s watch, and so on.
Then there is the change of writing habits of officials at all levels.
Now, because the court encourages people to write personally, their habits are also changing in the direction of vernacular Chinese.
After leading the wave of vernacular Chinese, Su Yonglin’s own preface is naturally the main force of vernacular Chinese, seeking to be easy to understand and not pursuing flowery and meaningless rhetoric.
He won’t care about what is meaningless in the era of innovation. Anyway, Tang poetry and Song poetry have been written by classical scholars, and the peak of Chinese classical culture has passed, and the gorgeous cultural treasures are enough for future generations.
Since the rise of civilians has become the trend of the times, let’s start the era of civilian culture from now on.
He hopes that what he has written will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even a farmer who has just left ignorance can understand what he has written and learn something.
Anyway, Su Yonglin is an ordinary person every day, and it is not a day.
He was born in Dinghai County, qingyuan prefecture on the third day of March in Shaoxing, Southern Song Dynasty. He is a very ordinary baby.
His mother is ordinary, married to his father, and had a very ordinary pregnancy experience after sharing the same room.
She didn’t dream that the moon and the sun flew into her arms, that she was attacked by dragons in the fields, that she was doing bad things with dragons, and that the color of Dad’s hat was very positive and there was absolutely no green light.
He has no horns on his head and no long tail behind him. Without it, he is absolutely pure human
The day he was born was a sunny day, sunny afternoon and warm climate. There was no difference between heaven and earth. There was no thunder and lightning, and there was a baby crying suddenly.
Before he was born, there was no auspicious beast coming to his door, no two dragons playing at his door, and of course there was no auspicious bird stopping at his home to bark at the branches-if his hometown finches count.
Of course, there is no white light in the delivery room. If the room is not brighter than the outside, it will blind people.
Naturally, there is no red snake bed for lying-in women-saying that lying-in women will be scared to death if they see a big red snake bed?
There is no white light, of course, no purple light, no red light, no black gas, no neighbors are surprised, and the livestock at home are well behaved and made into soup for their mothers to replenish their health.
There is no fragrance around the delivery room, nor is it plated with gold, and it will not disappear after three days.
There are no words on his body, no fairy touching his head, he was born safely, and his parents grew up ordinary.
His grandfather was an official of the Southern Song Dynasty, Su Dingguang, who accompanied Yue Fei in the Northern Expedition and later assumed the post of secretariat of Zhou.
His father was a student, read and took part in the imperial examination, but he died in a naval battle because of the family smuggling salt before he could get fame.
Grandfather died of smuggling salt because of the disillusionment of the Northern Expedition. The whole family also started from smuggling salt, but the market was not good, and his father died because of it.
Not long after his father died, his mother died of illness, too. He became an orphan and was raised by his grandfather.
Later, his grandfather died when he was 16 years old. He suffered many hardships when he supported his family business alone, and was made difficult by some officials and grandfathers in the Southern Song Dynasty. Of course, these problems were finally solved by him.
If there is no serious problem, he will naturally continue to live in the Southern Song Dynasty, because although he has suffered many hardships, he has excellent living conditions and luxuries.
What kind of bike is this?
But he can’t, because he has seen his own life and the real hell.
The miserable life of the civilians in the Southern Song Dynasty made him very miserable. He couldn’t figure out why some people could eat delicious food, drink spicy food and wear gold and jade, while others could dry their urine and eat salt in it.
He can’t figure out why some people can enjoy themselves in a gorgeous house, while others can be tragically frozen to death in the cold wind and thrown into a mass grave.
He can’t figure it out.
But then he figured out that the problem might not be just a corrupt official, but something else.
So he decided to take a different road and wanted to try a road that would make everyone eat their stomachs and there was not much difference between them.
However, this road was impassable in the Southern Song Dynasty. He decided to go to the Jin State to rebuild a country by overthrowing the Jin State, which was different from that in the Southern Song Dynasty. A few people could not prosper but tens of millions of people benefited.
This country is now the country.
His country takes this title, which means [where the sun and the moon are all born]. His country is such an ideal country.
And he is fighting for it, which is the crystallization of his thoughts in the course of his struggle and records his struggle experience.
He hopes that after reading this man, he can do more thinking, understand his mental journey and reflect on the history of emperors and nobles in the past.
It’s not correct that the story of emperors and princes can flow to history.
Real history should not only be led and determined by leaders at the top, but also be led by grassroots builders and producers.
Their generation should strive to cut out their own path in the old days and go to the day of tens of millions of creatures.
Kings and princes will make genealogy. History is by no means real history. There should be no emperors and princes, and there should be thousands of ordinary working people in Qian Qian.
There should be no sage’s speech, no benevolence, no courtesy, no wisdom, no talent, no beauty, no monsters, and no toiling masses.
If no one takes the lead, then he will be the leader, and the emperor of his big country will be the leader, and his big country is Japan.
He, he, they, and
He also hopes that this person will fight for them.
[Comrades and the past farewell road starts from this moment]
After writing the last word, Su Yonglin put down the pen, picked up the paper full of words and gently blew the paper.
Look at it. There are no typos, grammatical mistakes and logical problems. They are all true and heartfelt.
This is a letter from a man without noble blood to his people. I hope this letter and this letter will enter the hearts of the people and become his followers.
To tell the truth, if this preface is written and made public, it is equivalent to publicly declaring war on Song.
He is very frank, so the Song people would have written this preface for nothing if they were not stupid.
However, it doesn’t matter whether the poets are stupid or not.
Because the Southern Song Dynasty couldn’t beat him.
Nowadays, there is no country more powerful than the big one, and there is no political force to threaten.
Don’t hide it. Let’s publish everything we have to do and say.
The change of the times requires the participation of the people, and he can’t drag the heavy wheel of the times alone.
He needs many, many followers to work with him to push the wheel of the times and let this heavy Chinese chariot slowly move forward to the right path.
This road will inevitably bring more chain reactions.
That’s what he want to see.
Chapter 77 Qi Fang decided to take Shura Road.
Su Yonglin is in high spirits to lead the revolution of the times, and Zhao Yucheng, thousands of miles away in Luoxiao Mountain, is also preparing for the third anti-encirclement campaign.