Back to the Song Dynasty as a tyrant

No one can stop this situation.

Just when he stood up and was about to make a move, his son Wanyan She also hurried in: "Father, there is an urgent report from Liaoyang Mansion!"

Zong Han took the urgent report from Wanyan Xiyin, he read it quickly, and his expression suddenly became serious.

Seeing this, Shi Liai couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

"The Koryo army was defeated, and the king of Koryo is already in the hands of the Song army!"

Shi Liai was also taken aback: "Not good! The Song army is going to set up a military town on the Yalu River!"

"Xi Yin has dispatched troops to assist Goryeo in suppressing the rebellion!" Zong Han said.

"Then the battlefield will be transferred to Goryeo. If we can defeat the Song Army as soon as possible, we still have a chance!" Shi Liai said, "We should increase our troops. The Song Army will definitely not be our opponent in Goryeo. Still in control for us."

"Who will send additional troops?"

"Wu Shu!" Shi Li'ai said, "Wu Shu has made great achievements in conquest of the Mughals, but he is closer to the second prince. If Zhong Shuling can take this opportunity to win Wu Shu over and give Wu Shu a chance, he may not be able to win Wu Shu over. !"

"I'll go to the palace first." Zong Han said, and walked out.

He told his son to take a trip to the mansion of Banbo Jilie.

The sky gradually darkened, and Zong Pan, who had drunk too much, entered the palace.

At this time, Wanyan Wu Qimai was drinking with his favorite concubine, when he heard that Wanyan Zongpan asked to see him, he said: "Let him come in."

Wanyan Wu Qimai obviously drank too much, and was a little drunk.

Zong Pan walked in all the way.

His whole body was sweating crazily, and his heart was fluttering.

He has walked this road countless times, but it was the first time he felt such a long time.

He looked at the surrounding guards, and one of the guards named Jiagu saw Wanyan Zongqian and walked over to salute: "The last general sees Khurub Jilie!"

Wanyan Zongqian nodded and said, "I'm just here to inspect."

"Yes!"

Wanyan Zongqian watched Zongpan go all the way in and disappeared from his sight, his palms were also sweating.

In the flickering light of the fire, Wanyan Zongqian's eyes showed a hint of excitement.

No one knew that an event that would change the entire situation would happen in the Jin Kingdom Palace tonight.

Zong Pan walked into the main hall and stood there.

Wanyan Wu Qimai saw his eldest son in a daze, and said, "You are here, sit down and have a drink with me."

Zong Pan sat aside stiffly, his mind was a little blank, but when he thought of the emperor's throne, he immediately became excited.

"Father!" Zong Pan picked up the wine glass and drank a sip of wine.

"Okay!" Wanyan Wu Qimai was obviously drunk, "My dear, the last time I drank with me was a few years ago!"

"Father, I'm here to ask you something."

"what's up?"

"Did father agree to Zong Han's expedition to the south?"

"Yes!"

"Father knows that this will cause Zong Han to become bigger again, why did he agree to him?"

"You are teaching me how to do things!" Wanyan Wu Qimai's expression immediately darkened.

"Father!" Zong Pan stood up, and he summoned up his courage to say, "Zong Han has no father, and the imperial court is undergoing reform, but he is completely unwilling to abide by it, he is arrogant and domineering!"

Wanyan Wu Qimai took a deep breath, rubbed his head with his hands, and said, "You don't understand."

"I understand, we must not sit back and watch Zong Han take power again!"

"You don't understand!" Wanyan Wu Qimai emphasized his tone.

"Father is confused!"

"Presumptuous!" Wanyan Wu begged to be furious immediately, and lifted the case on the table.

The favored concubine on the side hurriedly came over to appease her: "Your Majesty, calm down..."

"Go away!"

Wanyan Wu Qimai pushed the beloved concubine aside, and walked in front of his son.

He pointed his finger at Zong Pan's chest and said, "You don't understand! You only see what you want to see, and you are blinded by the desire in your heart!"

"It's rare that father still knows what I want?"

"You want to know Ban Boji's position, how could I not know?"

Zong Pan's heart beat faster at such a close distance, and his whole body trembled from the natural awe he had for his father.

"But have you ever thought that the internal situation of the country is not something I can do as I want. You only see some people who are unwilling to fight, but there are more people who hold military power and want to fight. What will they do if they are not satisfied? Stupid!"

"Father! All I know is that this is breeding tigers! Why don't father give me the seat of knowing Banbo?"

"I'm protecting you! Let you sit on it, can you sit! Will they agree! Do you expect those wastes who surround you and only know how to eat and drink all day long?"

Wanyan Wu Qimai still didn't say a word, Zong Han could no longer actually control the military power.

Because the restructuring of the Kingdom of Jin is on the right track, it is inevitable to seize Zonghan's power.

Jin Wushu, the newly promoted real power figure, is not Zong Han's follower.

Although Jin Wushu is a main combat school, it is also a reform school. In terms of system reform, it runs counter to Zong Han's philosophy.

As long as Zong Han is still there, neither Wu Shu nor Zong Wang, nor Yan Ban Bo Ji Lie Wan Yan Quan will touch Yan Zongpan.

Once Zonghan falls, Wanyan Zongpan will become a new target of conflict.

It's a pity that Wanyan Zongpan only has power in his eyes, and everything he does is to gain support and rise to the top.

But without the support of powerful figures from all sides, can you be called a superior?

"Does father look down on me so much?"

"Is it because I look down on you?" Wanyan Wu Qimai said, "You lead the army to fight like Wushu, and you have made achievements for me! You are like Zongwang, who made achievements in the local government! Those dignified achievements of yours Brother, which achievement is not above yours? Be quiet and don't think that it shouldn't belong to you!"

"What does father mean, I'm no longer destined for the throne?"

Wanyan Wu Qimai fell silent, why didn't he want to pass the throne to his eldest son!

"No fate." Wanyan Wu Qimai sighed.

All sorts of thoughts flashed through Zong Pan's mind. He didn't know how he rushed to the table, how he picked up the mutton-cutting knife, and then...

Chapter 640 The Kingdom of Jin Changes the Sky (Part [-])

Wanyan Wu Qimai is a qualified emperor.

Jin Guo and Da Song are different.

The imperial system developed to the Song Dynasty, and the traditional nobles, relatives, and aristocratic families either disappeared or became like docile little white rabbits.

The literati strictly followed the holy way of Confucianism and paid attention to loyalty to the monarch and the country.

Some people say that literati have no morals, and they set one thing on the surface and another behind the other.

That is from the point of view of ordinary people.

The emperor needs literati to be obedient, greedy for money or not is secondary, loyalty is the primary.

Song's system of ring restrictions ensured the stability of imperial power.

Even after Song Shenzong's Yuanfeng reform, the power of the prime minister was further weakened, and the Zhao official family of the Great Song Dynasty directly became a one-word hall.

Even if Cai Jing led the prime ministers of the three provinces, as long as Song Huizong Zhao Ji said a word, he would have to step down.

This is the power of the system.

Under the cover of the system, it is impossible for every individual to violate it alone.

However, the system of the Kingdom of Jin is still in the stage of transition from a vigorous system to an imperial system.

This is a chaotic moment, and all interest groups are dormant in the dark, ready to move.

They don't only have pens in their hands like Song literati, and they are bluffing all the time.

They have financial, personnel, military and judicial powers, which are equivalent to the vassal states in the early Western Han Dynasty.

Under such an internal affairs situation, it is impossible for Wanyan Wu Qimai to pass the throne to his son as he wished.

He even clearly realized that the power within the Kingdom of Jin is extremely unbalanced, and the main combat faction headed by Zong Han will never let it go. If they do not agree with the demands of the main combat faction, it will lead to inevitable civil strife.

The past few years have been smooth and smooth, only because of the short-term forbearance of Zong Han and Wu Shu's failures in going south in the third year of Jingkang.

The internal contradictions, the contradictions between the main combat faction and the state of Song, are irreconcilable.

Only when the contradiction reaches a new balance can a new situation emerge.

Although Wanyan Wu Qimai does not have the concept of dialectics, it does not mean that there are no traces of dialectics in his thinking.

However, Wanyan Zongpan didn't have this concept at all. Everything he did was to seek political resources for himself.

The knife in Zong Pan's hand pierced Wanyan Wu Qimai's chest, piercing his heart.

The old father sobered up in an instant.

His body felt no pain, but his heart contracted instantly, and he didn't know if it was the pain of being pierced or the pain of being pierced.

He reached out and grabbed his son, trying to hold him and talk.

Zong Pan's whole body was trembling, his eyes were bloodshot, and great fear surged like a torrential flood.

He frantically turned the knife in his hand, unaware of his father's painful expression.

It wasn't until Wanyan Wu Qimai fell to the ground, motionless, that the fear in his heart disappeared, followed by endless emptiness and bewilderment in an instant.

Until Wanyan Wu's screams begging for the favorite concubine called him back, he woke up suddenly, immediately drew out the knife, and walked towards the favorite concubine.

The beloved concubine ran out screaming, but was dragged back by Wanyan Zongpan.

He dragged Wanyan Wu's begging concubine to Wanyan Wu's begging side like a dog.

Put the knife in that concubine's hand, hold the concubine's hands, and force her to stab the knife into her body.

The screaming disappeared with a miserable moan, and the other servants and maids in the hall fled in horror.

A group of guards suddenly came in outside the hall, blocking everyone's way.

After a while, Zonggan walked in surrounded by everyone.

When he saw such a scene, he showed a shocked expression and rushed over: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The night is thicker, like ink that cannot be melted.

When Zong Han arrived at the gate of the palace, he was stopped by the guards.

"Blind your dog eyes, see clearly who I am!"

"Zhong Shu Ling, His Majesty has already rested, please come back tomorrow."

"I have something important to see His Majesty."

"Your Majesty drank too much tonight and has already rested."

Zong Han didn't doubt it, because he knew Wanyan Wu Qimai liked to drink, let alone this cold weather.

Zong Han went back to sleep.

This night seemed to be no different from countless nights in the past.

However, before dawn the next day, news suddenly came from the palace, calling all Bo Jilie and important officials to rush into the palace.

The palace is brightly lit.

Wanyan Zonghan, Wushu, Wanyan Zongjun, Wanyanyu and other important Jurchen ministers were all waiting at the gate of the palace.

In addition, important Han ministers such as Han Qixian and Shi Liai also arrived.

After the servant came out to inform, everyone entered the palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, he heard the sound of crying from inside the palace.

Everyone looked horrified, and hurried into the hall, only to see Wanyan Zongpan kneeling there crying loudly: "Father! I am the one who is sorry for you!"