"Why doesn't this ruined place even have a city wall!?" Song Zhuangyuan looked at the naked Cairo City, and there was a despair in his heart.

I thought that even if this green-clothed food was not as good as Da Liao, how could it be in such a big place, it wouldn't be worse than Xixia, right?

As a result, I found out when I came that I was deceived!

Except for the valley along both sides of the Nile, which is more than 30 miles long, and the Nile Delta at the mouth of the sea, the rest of the land is desert, and almost all the population of the whole of Egypt is almost crowded into this narrow line.

"What age is this? And slaves!? ”

"Foolishness! Ignorance! ”

......

"Also, this official function is too simple? Can such a dynasty work? ”

......

Now Song Zhuangyuan is looking at what is not pleasing to the eye, and what he looks at and feels too backward.

It is no wonder that the Song Zhuangyuan, this primitive and loose regime composed of slave owners and religious aristocrats, has played with the centralized power of the Central Plains for more than 1,000 years, has almost complete government functions, and is indeed a bit out of the eyes of the Song people.

......

Tang Yi had a bitter face on the side, where Lao Tzu fought so hard, can you praise me a few words?

When we met, I listened to Song Zhuangyuan repeat two things:

First, how much trouble did the broken places of Jiaozhi and Zhancheng bring to the Great Song Dynasty;

Second, how much trouble will Egypt bring to the Great Song Dynasty.

Are you so hypocritical?

"What then?" Tang Yi looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. "Isn't it to solve these problems when you get old?"

"How to fix it?" Song Zhuangyuan looked arrogant. "Difficult!!"

Rolling his eyes, "You first withdraw the people who repaired the river and repair the city wall for the old man." ”

This hall of kings doesn't even have a city wall, so how can Song Zhen, the Egyptian festival, sleep peacefully?

"How's that going to work!?" Of course, Tang Yi couldn't agree. "It'll be done in a few months, and when it's done."

Song Zhen paused, his expression was a little unnatural, and he asked tentatively: "As soon as the canal is opened, the Yazhou army will go to Rome?" ”

"Hmm!"

"That rabbit cub.... Still alive? ”

Tang Yi raised his eyes and looked at Song Zhen, as a father, he had been enduring it. Whether in the Great Song Dynasty or after coming to Egypt, Song Kai has never been mentioned, and now he can't help it.

"He must live !!"

"Eh..."Song Zhen sighed. At the beginning, I was disobedient, and I had to go to sea! ”

"The old man knows that with his temperament, something will happen sooner or later!"

Tang Yi was gloomy, "My fault..."

"That's it!" Song Zhen waved his hand, even if he had a complaint in his heart, he should not say it at this time.

Besides, Tang Yi traveled thousands of miles to save his son, what else can Song Zhen say about this friendship?

"Say, if you don't dispose of the green clothes and food in the form of the Metropolitan Protectorate, what do you want?"

This is what Tang Yi specially requested in the report, not to set up a capital protectorate in Egypt, but to send a festival envoy, and the difference is self-evident.

As the name suggests, the Metropolitan Protectorate only has the obligation to protect the Metropolitan Protectorate, but has no responsibility to manage and govern, which is the usual way for the Central Plains regime to treat foreign territories.

The festival envoy is different, and he is completely blind according to the laws and rituals of the Han people in the Central Plains.

Tang Yi said: "It's very simple, let Egypt become a part of the Great Song Dynasty as soon as possible, and let the people here from top to bottom recognize the title of the Song people." ”

"Can the prime minister do it?"

Song Zhen was expressionless and nodded, "Sure enough, it seems that what the official family expected is true." ”

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have sent the old man here to be a festival envoy." ”

Zhao Zhen obviously guessed Tang Yi's intentions, so he sent Song Zhen.

Why Song Zhen?

Don't forget, Song Zhuangyuan's work in Yanyun is to integrate the nation, and completely integrate the Khitan people and Bohai people of Yanyun into the Great Song Dynasty, and he is very experienced in this regard.

"Easy to do!" Song Zhuangyuan also agreed.

The Han people play power tricks and rule, to put it mildly, they are the ancestors of the whole world, this is of course easy to say.

It is nothing more than to bring down a part, lure a part, and assimilate a part.

When the old order is completely shattered! Then the whole and much more advanced new order of rebuilding the Central Plains regime from the ruins has become the simplest part.

"Do you want to go faster, or do you want to go it gradually and quietly?"

Tang Yi blurted out, "Of course, the sooner the better!" ”

He did not have time to wait for the Suez Canal to be completed step by step, quietly, and when the Suez Canal was completed, not only would his fleet be able to descend on the Mediterranean, but in the long run, this waterway would surely become a strategic point in Asia, Africa and Europe, and many people would covet it.

If you don't have enough control over Egypt, you can't be sure that one day the canal will change its surname.

"Hurry up!" Song Zhen was still so crisp, as if this was not a problem at all.

"Send a letter to your teacher and ask him to send teachers to the west and open a Guanlan branch here!"

Ga!?

....

Tang Yi didn't understand a little, "What kind of branch is it?" ”

Song Zhen smiled, "Let the Egyptians learn Confucianism, learn Chinese, and Chinese characters!" ”

"No, you wait."

Tang Yi felt that it was necessary to popularize science with Song Zhen, this Arab world is not so simple.

"You have just arrived, you may not know that this place in Egypt is a religious dynasty, and he can't solve it by speaking Chinese, learning Chinese characters, understanding Han Confucianism, and opening a academy."

"What's not to solve?" Song Zhen didn't let Tang Yi finish his words at all. "What's something that a college can't solve? That can only mean that one is not enough, then two, three! ”

"It's not...."Tang Yi couldn't laugh or cry a little.

"You don't know, this Arabic religion is very fanatical."

"Humph!" I don't want Song Zhuangyuan to snort disappreciatively.

"Boy, today Uncle Song will teach you what Confucianism is!"

opened his mouth and asked rhetorically, "You know, although all dynasties believed in heaven and gods, occasionally Buddhism and Taoism can enter the hall...... However, has religion never been the dominant state like other foreign nations? ”

"This...."Tang Yi was really asked.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "These are completely different things, we Han people don't have the word '*******'!" ”

"Then why not? Why does Confucianism always overwhelm the gods? ”

Belch.....

This time, Tang Yi really couldn't quibble, and he never thought about this problem.

Song Zhen looked like he knew that you couldn't answer, and immediately put on a posture of a talented man who was even in the middle of the three yuan and the crown of the Great Song.

"Let me tell you, because in the face of Confucianism, there is no soil for any faith, no superstition, to grow savagely."

"Confucianism has never opposed faith, let alone rejected faith, so the Central Plains is prosperous and prosperous, and the shamans, Nestorians, and totem worship in the border land can be described as a forest of mountains. ”

"Confucianism never tells the world that this god is false and that the immortal is false, and Confucianism only teaches the world to look at faith rationally."

"Do you understand?"

"....." Tang Yika was there, looking at Song Zhen in a daze, unable to say a word for a long time.

High, high!

A rational view of religion?

Once faith loses its fervor, that.... Is it still called faith?

Seeing that Tang Yi's face was becoming more and more distorted, and his expression was becoming more and more exciting, Song Zhen was not without pride and looked at Tang Yi with slanted eyes.

"Boy, don't think that if you have a good brain, you think you are omniscient."

"Don't always say that Confucianism doesn't work, that's not right! The things of the ancestors are deep, how can you understand them after studying for more than ten years? ”

......

"The Han people are not afraid of Buddhism going eastward, they are not afraid of the prosperity of Taoism, and they are not afraid of Yanyun and all the evils in power, so they are not afraid of another Arabic religion."

"One academy can't solve the problem, then two! If the two governments are not good, then let the beggars understand the way of the saints! ”

"When the time comes, what faith? What frenzy!? What caliphate? What monastery!? It's just a crisis under reason! ”

“......”

......

Tang Yidu is so stupid, he is still the advanced player of Song Zhuangyuan, and the soft knife kills people and is ruthless!

A sentence popped out for a long time, "On insidiousness, or you are always insidious...."

"Go!!"

Song Zhen was disgusted, "How can you speak?" ”

This unlucky kid, no matter how old he is, is still so annoying.

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"So, the last time the official family sent a letter saying that everything was business as usual, it was all comfort?"

At this time, Tang Yi and Song Zhen finally talked about the situation in the Song realm.

Tang Yi frowned, he never expected that so many things would happen to Da Song when he left.

"Why didn't Your Majesty mention it last time?"

Song Zhen said: "The official family doesn't want to disturb you when they come; Secondly...... I'm also angry with you. ”

"Angry?"

"Yes, the official family wants you to see that the Great Song Dynasty can hold up without Tang Zihao!"

"Heh..."Tang Yi smiled bitterly. Why bother? ”

"And now? Did you get through it? ”

"Forget it."

"The Angkor Dynasty and the Great Liao have stabilized, and the situation in Western Xia is unclear, so there is no harm to me in the Great Song Dynasty for the time being."

"It's just that the imperial court's finances and taxes are still difficult, and Hualian can't come up with money now."

When Tang Yi heard this, not only did he not see relief, but his brows furrowed even tighter.

"It's a big problem!"

In the past ten years, Tang Yi can be said to have been smooth sailing, but the only problem that has not been solved is the finances of the Great Song Dynasty.

In the past ten years, Guanlan, Hualian, including himself, have filled almost all the wealth created by him into this hole, but it is still a drop in the bucket, and it is difficult to cure the fundamentals.

At this time, I heard Song Zhen say again: "The official family has no choice, and they are beginning to prepare for the endowment." ”

"Gifted?"

Tang Yi shook his head slowly, "You can't add it!" ”

Plus, it's too much to implement.

The trust established by the people in the imperial court, the upward spirit of the Great Song Dynasty, was easily completely defeated by this gift.

Without it, money and food are the foundation of the people, and no one can move it!

Song Zhen knew what Tang Yi was worried about.

"There's no way around it, I've been arguing in the court for a year, but I don't add ..... The imperial court really can't go on. ”

Speaking of this, Song Zhen smiled bitterly: "Don't be afraid of your jokes, the three divisions' treasury may not be as rich as a rich family." ”

"If you don't add it, how can you live?"

......

"Can't add!" Tang Yi repeated it again.

After that, I wrote a long letter in a hurry.

Call the servants, "Send it back to Kaifeng immediately!" ”

"I'll figure out how to make this money."

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Ninety-three League, continue to write, continue to add.