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Chapter 12 Su Yonglin is not very optimistic about these people
Some people will always only see things from their own perspective, see everything in the world as dirty as themselves, or see everyone as unstructured as him.

Su Yonglin has never put the Southern Song Dynasty's [-]/[-] acre of land into his overall strategy.

In his eyes, the monarchs and ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty were already dead bones in the grave.

Qin Hui was dead, and Zhao Gou was about to abdicate, but the blow to the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty caused by this pair of top-ranking monarchs and ministers was almost irreversible.

The Northern Song Dynasty had Song Taizong and Song Zhenzong father and son, the best father and son, who led the Northern Song Dynasty to lose the opportunity to become a unified dynasty and degenerated into a relatively large separatist regime.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Gou and Qin Hui, a pair of superb monarchs and ministers, once again pulled down the pattern of the Northern Song Dynasty and turned it into a localized separatist regime.

If the Northern Song Dynasty was a second-degree disability, then the Southern Song Dynasty was a high-level paraplegic.

Even if one or two strategic strategists occasionally appear inside, they will lose everything in the endless infighting.

Those who don't have a pattern will do their best to bring those with a pattern to the same level as them, and then use their rich experience to beat them.

Therefore, the Southern Song Dynasty cannot change back to the Northern Song Dynasty after all.

The Southern Song Dynasty could not even be regarded as a strategic opponent, its upper limit was Zhao Gou.

What kind of strategic opponent is Zhao Gou?
I just don't know how the Southern Song Dynasty rulers and ministers would look at this matter if they were lucky enough to retake the Central Plains.

With such wicked tastes and small expectations, Su Yonglin headed north, riding the wind and waves, landing from Juzhou on March [-], and leading his soldiers to a successful meeting with Sun Ziyi and Liu Yongqiang, and join them.

After joining the teacher, Sun Ziyi and Liu Yongqiang held a reception banquet for Su Yonglin, and were very curious about his experience and aspirations.

From their point of view, it was really strange that Su Yonglin, a smuggled salt trader in the Southern Song Dynasty, had to abandon his industry and get involved in such a dangerous thing as them.

Su Yonglin sighed again and again at the banquet, her eyes reddened.

"My husband does something, but he doesn't. My family is from Shandong. When I was young, my grandfather was unwilling to be humiliated by the golden thieves. He resolutely went south, intending to counterattack the Central Plains and expel the golden thieves. However, Song Ting did not intend to restore the Central Plains, and even killed him General Yue of the Northern Expedition.

My grandfather died of anger and anger. Before he died, he held my hand and said that he wanted to return to his hometown for burial and to return to his roots, but his hometown was invaded by gold thieves. If I didn’t go north, how could I fulfill my grandfather’s wish?So have this determination. "

"I see."

Sun Ziyi and Liu Yongqiang looked at each other and nodded, thinking that it would be more reliable to say this reason in person.

Of course, it's not to say anything suspicious. People have abandoned their family business of selling private salt to fight for their lives with our group of people. There is no reason to doubt them.

Just plain weird.

Not everyone dares to take a dip in this muddy water.

This rebel uprising was led by Zhao Kaishan, the founder of the public push.

And although Su Yonglin is the youngest, he has a relatively high status because of the relatively large arms and supplies and other reasons - everyone is a big landlord, and there is no shortage of money and food.

Zhao Kaishan just hoped that Su Yonglin would use his connections to get more ordnance supplies, and they had a lot of money and food here.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone was a little drunk, and Su Yonglin took advantage of this drink to ask Sun Ziyi and Liu Yongqiang why they were assisting Zhao Kaishan in the rebellion, and the target of the rebellion.

"Why? Isn't it still too much bullying by gold thieves? A few years ago, a conspiracy Jurchen moved to Mississippi. Those friends who didn't want to be killed."

Sun Ziyi wiped his eyes, snorted his nose, and said with an angry face: "How can you endure this bullying? If you endure it any longer, I will be the next one to be killed!"

Liu Yongqiang also nodded again and again, clenching his fists with red eyes, his muscles tensed, like an angry bull about to charge.

"Bullying to the forehead, it's going to kill you, can you bear it? Even if Brother Zhao doesn't take the lead, we will rebel sooner or later!"

Su Yonglin nodded again and again, patted their shoulders for a little comfort, and asked, "What's the goal after the rebellion?"

"Target?"

Sun Ziyi looked at Su Yonglin.

"I just want those northern barbarians to stop grabbing my land!"

Liu Yongqiang patted the table, shaking the thick wooden table.

"That's right! I'm afraid to kill them! I'm going to kill them to the point where they're terrified and afraid to come back to our place! Let them know how powerful we are!"

Su Yonglin was greatly impressed and praised the courage of the two insurgents again and again.

The guests and hosts enjoyed the reception, and everyone agreed to rest tomorrow. After that, Su Yonglin could prepare to reconcile with Zhao Kaishan and wait for the incident in April.

After leaving the large living room for the reception, Su Yonglin returned to the residence Sun Ziyi arranged for him.

Tonight, Su Haisheng is in charge of Su Yonglin's vigil.

"To be honest, I'm not very optimistic about these people."

Su Yonglin stood by the bed, took off his coat, and looked at Su Haisheng.

Su Haisheng was about to wash Su Yonglin's face with water when he heard the words.

"Why did Alan say that?"

"Haisheng, didn't you realize that they didn't have a clear goal at all?"

"This……"

Recalling the various events at the reception, Su Haisheng thought about it with the thinking taught by Su Yonglin, and really found that Sun Ziyi and Liu Yongqiang didn't talk about future development at all.

"They are just because they are forced to do nothing else, to protect their ancestral property, the goal is to make the Jin people not threaten their ancestral property, but how to do it, they just think that killing is OK, there is no clear Planning, this is the same for Zhao Kaishan."

Su Yonglin recalled the meeting at sea with Zhao Kaishan a year ago.

Because of his simple emotions and the fact that he was forced to go to Liangshan, Zhao Kaishan was forced to decide to rebel. He could see the present but not the future.

He didn't realize what the consequences of his uprising would be at all, and naturally he didn't think about the consequences.

Right now, they don't know if their uprising will be successful, or if it will be brutally suppressed as soon as it starts.

At that time, Su Yonglin didn't say anything. Later, he became more and more certain of the fact that Shandong's Jinmen were very weak, and felt that he had to plan for the future.

He wrote to Zhao Kaishan several times, asking Zhao Kaishan to do more long-term planning, but Zhao Kaishan didn't care much about this kind of thing, thinking that it would be a matter of course, and he could go wherever he went.

This is not a good phenomenon.

"Aron, what should we do then?"

Su Haisheng remembered the clear goal that Su Yonglin had planned for them to expel the golden people and retake the Central Plains to establish an ideal country.

He really wanted to believe it, and also believed in Su Yonglin's several-step strategy, but he ignored a very important issue - not everyone has the same clear strategic plan as Su Yonglin.

"What else can I do, take one step at a time."

Su Yonglin sighed: "Right now they just want to keep their ancestral property, they don't have a bigger idea. If I tell them that kind of thing, they will only think that I am joking and won't believe me at all, they are not like you and me. for so many years.

But once the uprising has developed to that point, tens of thousands of people and millions of people follow, it is impossible for them not to imagine how to go in the future, and it is very difficult to stop, but once it stops, it will really It's over. "

After a pause, Su Yonglin had some concerns.

"That said, but their own limitations are too great. Once we make a name for ourselves in Shandong, there will be problems. Shandong can only attack, not defend."

Su Haisheng thought about it and thought so too.

"Although our goal is indeed very lofty, Alang, I believe it, I believe in you, and our brothers came to the north together because they believed in you."

There was light in Su Haisheng's eyes, it was fire, the kind of fire that would not go out even in a desperate situation, but would burn more and more intensely until it burned out.

Seeing the fire, Su Yonglin was very satisfied.

There is no white religion in his political ideology. At least, his headquarters still believes in him, and he has goals and ideals.

Then, next, we must find a way to strengthen our team during the window period of rapid expansion of the team, so that there are more people with goals and ideals, and the strength is stronger.

A spark of fire, who can't start a prairie fire?

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