The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 115 The Prince is Coming
This was Yue Wenxuan's first time to "designate a historical figure" for customization. He had never done such a customization before, and he didn't know whether the resulting figure would be usable, so he just treated it as a brave attempt.

Five days later, the errand boy in the same city delivered the figurines of Kun Kun and Wang Zhaoye.

Yue Wenxuan looked at the figure from left to right. There was nothing wrong with the costume. Cai Xinzi had obviously looked up the standard costumes of Song Dynasty princes, and it was very realistic.

But this face...

Yue Wenxuan thought to himself: If I put this figurine in the sandbox, it won’t start singing “You’re so beautiful”, right?

Perhaps, the sand table does not recognize it as Wang Zhaoye at all, but judges it as Kun Kun?
Don't panic!
set up!

The key is setting!
Yue Wenxuan has placed several historical figures in the sand table, and the faces of these historical figures were actually created by later generations based on the descriptions in history books or storytelling, and then adding their own imagination and beautification.

It is safe to say that the appearances of these historical figures are different from their original historical appearances.

You don’t really think that Guan Erye’s real appearance is exactly the same as the one enshrined in the Guandi Temple, do you?

The Qi Jiguang that Yue Wenxuan put in had a completely Zhao Wzhuo face, and the Ip Man that he put in actually had Donnie Yen's face.

From this, we can judge that the appearance of the figures does not affect their "settings".

As long as the original intention of making this figure is to set it as "a certain person in history", then this figure will correspond to that person.

Thinking of this, Yue Wenxuan boldly moved the figurine to a corner of the sand table where no one was.

A row of red words popped up on the base of the sandbox: "Two special characters cannot exist at the same time..."

Yue Wenxuan was overjoyed: "It's done!"

Obviously, this figure was not judged to be Kun Kun, but was judged to be He Wang Zhaoye.

The time in the sand table is late July 1128. The real King He Zhao Zai had not died yet, so his figure could not be placed in it.

Then all we have to do next is wait patiently until the real Zhao Zai dies, and then the figure can be placed in the vault, and then a series of subsequent operations can follow.

Now that the big things have been decided, the rest are just the little things.

Back in the county, Cui Weihua oversaw internal affairs, arranging for craftsmen to manufacture large quantities of weapons and armor, and also to increase the number of light chariots. He also wrote to the prefect of Laizhou, expressing his desire to unite with the gentry to resist the Jin army. However, as he had suspected, the prefect was completely cowardly and took no action.

Wu Jialiang was responsible for organizing the training of archers from good families, and also for letting these good families spread the word that "the Jin thieves are coming soon" to thousands of households, so as to prepare the whole nation mentally for the fight against the Jin.

The four patriarchs of the Ma family returned to their respective counties, organized their servants and militia, and were ready to rush to the battle line of Laizhou City, Jiaoshui County, and Jimo County at any time.

Of course, these people were a little panicked and didn't know how to convince the Laizhou prefect and the Jiaoshui county magistrate to agree to let their troops enter the city to assist in defense.

Several people were worried that Prince Gong would eventually have to send troops to seize these two cities, which would completely break off relations with the imperial court.
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Time ticks by...

While everyone was actively preparing for battle.

The villages occupied by the rebels were harvesting corn one after another.

Since the villages joined at different times, the time for planting corn in each village was also different.

The closer the village is to Dongmiaozi Village, the earlier the corn is harvested, and the farther the village is from Dongmiaozi Village, the later the harvest is.

From July to September, corn is harvested in various parts of Jimo County.

A one-year tax exemption policy was implemented in the territories actually controlled by the rebels. After the corn was harvested, it did not need to be handed over to the rebels. The farmers happily pocketed all of this year's harvest.

Now I am really rich!

The harvest of previous years was at least half less, and a large portion had to be paid as taxes, leaving the peasants with only a pitiful amount of grain. They had to exchange another portion for cloth, salt, and other necessities. They couldn't eat enough, not at all.

This year the harvest has doubled, but I don’t have to pay a single penny in tax, and all the grain belongs to me. Isn’t that awesome?

Now that the farmers in Dongmiaozi Village had grain, they transported it to the county town and exchanged corn for various handicraft products.

The handicraftsmen in the county town finally had a decent income.

In the past six months, their income has all come from Yue Wenxuan's "work in lieu of food". This kind of income is abnormal, and they themselves know it. They are always worried that one day Master Yue will stop doing good deeds and they will all starve to death.

Now the real buying has finally arrived!
The craftsmen also breathed a sigh of relief.

Starting from mid-September, rural areas controlled by the government also began to harvest corn. This corn was subject to tax, and a batch of grain was finally stored in the county treasury of Jimo County.

With food in hand, Cui Weihua felt less stressed and at ease. Wu Jialiang could also boldly recruit more archers and improve the quality of the food.
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In late September, early in the morning, Yue Wenxuan picked up the figurines of He and Wang Zhaoye and placed them on the sand table.

He tried this every morning recently, and every time the result was "Special characters cannot exist at the same time..."

But today is different!

Na and Wang Zhaoye stood firmly in the sandbox, then raised their necks and came back to life.

It seems that the real King He Zhaoye was killed by his brother just last night.

The figures can naturally be used.

But he doesn't talk nonsense like other figures, but is a silent figure.

Yue Wenxuan understood immediately. The other figures were all "famous figures" who had left behind wonderful deeds and famous quotes in history, or had some famous quotes made up for them in film and television works. But this one and Wang Zhaoye left nothing in history, and there was no place for him in film and television works.

Therefore, his model maker did not "infuse him with rich personality", it is just an empty shell, filled with a very broad but no actual content of the "Prince personality".

So sad!

Yue Wenxuan couldn't help but reach out a finger and gently touch the head of Zhao Zai's figurine. He sighed, "Poor fellow! He left nothing behind. Perhaps this is why everyone strives so hard to realize their own value. If you leave behind some heroic deeds in history, you can live vividly in the long river of history. But if you leave nothing behind, after you die, only an empty shell will remain."

What future generations will remember about you is only your name, your former status, and your position. But what kind of person are you? Are you a warrior or a coward? Are you a good husband or a good son? What's your catchphrase? Do you prefer braised pork or pickled fish?

No one will ever know again!

No one will even help you edit it!

Yue Wenxuan sighed lightly, possessed the figurine, and walked towards the Guanhai Salt Field. Along the way, he deliberately soiled his clothes and messed up his hair, making himself look miserable. When he reached the beach next to the Guanhai Salt Field, he deliberately jumped into the shallow sea and soaked all his clothes in the sea water, even his underwear was soaked. Then he stumbled along the beach towards the salt field.

(End of this chapter)