Back to the Song Dynasty as a tyrant

"It's not bad. After I was released from the Imperial City Division, I went home and started some small businesses, and finally made some money."

Wang Fu smiled awkwardly, then his eyes fell on the stele again.

He found the names quickly because he had looked for them many times.

He touched it with his hand habitually, as if he had returned to that year again, Liu Xi and their voices could be faintly heard in his ears.

"Director Liu, don't worry, I'm doing some business now, and I can make some money every day. I will send the money to their homes in batches for their children to study."

"Their family members still can't forget, can't forget!" Wang Fu cried and laughed, "I can't forget either."

Zheng Xi looked at him silently.

It is said that those veterans who retired from the battlefield suffered from some strange diseases. They often woke up from their dreams and called out the names of their comrades in arms.

After a while, Wang Fu smiled again: "But life has to go on, I'm slowly coming out."

Zheng Xi turned around and looked around. Someone was squatting there talking to himself, and someone seemed to be holding a child and crying.

Zheng Xi said thoughtfully: "Now I really understand why the officials let Wang Fu go."

"Didn't you tell me that Wang Fu is not a man of honor?" Zheng Ling said, "Since he is not a man of gold, the officials will of course let him go."

"He incited some people in Fanlou. Strictly speaking, he will be sent to prison. The reason why the officials let him go is because the officials did not object to his ideas."

"What's on his mind?"

"Anti-war."

"The officials are anti-war?" Zheng Ling was a little surprised, the current Zhao officials are notoriously tough.

"You don't understand, it's difficult to sit in the official position. War brings only life and death. Officials actually don't want to fight in their hearts."

Speaking of this, Zheng Xi looked up at the very tall stone tablet and said with emotion: "Even the Supreme is full of compulsion and helplessness."

At this time, Zhao Ning was standing on an attic in the palace, overlooking the Martyr's Shrine near the Guozijian in the south.

Tonight, the lights there are extraordinarily bright.

"Officials, the lands of the four capitals, Hebei, Hedong, Shaanxi, and Jingdong have all received reports from the residence."

It was Zhao Ding who spoke, and he was sitting opposite Zhao Guan's house.

"Well, as long as you receive it, publish it in the newspaper as soon as possible, and announce the crimes of Qin Hui and his henchmen to the world."

"Officials, is it too early to act now?" Zhao Ding asked suddenly.

"To mobilize the massive resources of a huge country, you need to make sufficient preparations." Zhao Ning quietly looked at the lights of the Martyrs' Shrine, which were so bright in the dark night.

"Since ancient times, China has been easily paralyzed by short-lived peace. The weakness of nobles and officials will bind the will of the country."

Having said that, Zhao Ning turned to look at Zhao Ding.

In the night wind, his eyes were extraordinarily bright, like cold stars in the sky.

He said: "I know that many people will die in wars, but some battles must be fought. If we don't fight, our descendants will have to fight!"

Chapter 1269 The Battle Between Song and Japan Breaks Out! (Second more)

On the first day of June in the 13th year of Jingkang, when a new anti-gold sentiment was brewing within the Song Dynasty, something unpleasant happened on the other side of the East China Sea.

The waves crashed on the rocks in the distance outside Hakata city.

There is some confusion in Chikushikan.

A middle-aged man packed his luggage, walked out quickly, and said to the people around him: "Two days ago, Liu He died in Hakata City. I found out that it was the Japanese officers and soldiers who did it!"

"Brother Ma, didn't you say that this matter is still under investigation?" Liu Zhen said in surprise.

"That's an excuse for the Japanese to prevaricate us. Someone within them has already made a crazy decision!" Ma Ruyuan waved his hand, "There's no time to talk, everyone, pack your bags quickly, we're leaving now! Quick!"

Everyone immediately split up to clean up.

But Liu Zhen asked persistently: "We are court officials, representing His Majesty the Emperor. I don't believe the Japanese dare to kill us!"

"You have to tell me a few times before you know that the Japanese are going to turn their heads and deny people now, and Liu He's death is the best proof!"

"The Japanese are crazy, haven't they always wanted to trade with us?" Liu Zhen still couldn't believe that the Japanese dared to attack the officials of the Celestial Dynasty.

"The Japanese are not crazy." Ma Ruyuan said, pointing to the south. "The Dazaifu is still arguing. This must be a difference in Japan's attitude towards Da Song. It is not ruled out that some people will take risks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone rushed in from outside.

"It's not good! It's not good! There are many Japanese people outside, and they all wear knives, bows and arrows!"

"Quick! No more luggage, follow me on board! Quick!" Ma Ruyuan shouted.

The crowd immediately gathered together, but as soon as they left the gate of the Chikushi Pavilion, they were surrounded by Japanese samurai running fast.

The leading Japanese was a young man in his early twenties. He said in broken Hangzhou dialect: "Where are you going?"

Ma Ruyuan said: "Where are we going, what does it have to do with you?"

"Hahahahahaha..." The young man in the lead let out bursts of piercing laughter, "Then let me tell you, you won't be able to go anywhere today!"

"We are envoys sent by the imperial court, and we represent the Son of Heaven. How dare you speak such wild words!" Liu Shude scolded angrily.

"Stop talking nonsense! Do it!"

"What are you doing!"

"What are you doing?" The young man in charge laughed strangely, "Of course I killed you, and hung your corpses on the shore, where the seabirds pecked them full of holes!"

"We are envoys from the Celestial Dynasty, are you going to declare war on the Celestial Dynasty!"

The young man didn't answer, and scolded with a cold face: "Kill!"

Everyone immediately turned back to the Chikushi Pavilion, but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were shot to death by the Japanese with bows and arrows.

When the rest of the people fled into the Zhuzi Pavilion, they were already in a mess.

The guards in the Chikushi Pavilion came out with knives and started fighting with the Japanese.

However, there were too many Japanese samurai, and in a short time, more than [-] embassy guards died in battle.

Ma Ruyuan took Liu Zhen, surrounded by a group of guards, and ran towards the back.

The Japanese outside swarmed in like a pack of ferocious wolves, holding knives and cutting anyone they saw.

There was a scream, the head was spinning on the ground, and blood was splashed everywhere.

"We are the envoys of the Celestial Dynasty! We represent His Majesty the Emperor! How dare you be presumptuous!"

An embassy chief scolded the Japanese.

But those people didn't listen to him, they slashed at him with several knives, split his chest open, and blood gushed out like a gush.

However, he did not die immediately, but held the Japanese knife tightly with both hands, and shouted with the last of his strength: "You just wait for the imperial master to come and trample you into meat paste..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was cut off by a Japanese samurai.

There was a long streak of blood, and the head rolled several meters away on the ground, but the eyes were still wide open, and the anger and unwillingness of the moment before death were still on the face.

Unscrupulous Japanese laughter resounded in the Chikushi Pavilion.

There were killings everywhere, and some young people who followed, even in their twenties, died under the sword of the Japanese.

After escaping to the backyard, Ma Ruyuan said to the remaining guards: "You take Liu Zhen and break out from the backyard, and you must let him live!"

Liu Zhen said excitedly: "Shangguan, you should go, I..."

"There is no time, you are young, you run faster, there is no time!" Ma Ruyuan's eyes were red, and he roared angrily, "You must get on the boat, go to Shi Jianguo, and find Han Shizhong! You must tell Han Shizhong that Japan will My Great Song has declared war! It must be!”

After finishing speaking, he kicked Liu Zhen.

Only then did the rest of them come to their senses, took Liu Zhen, opened the door to the backyard, and rushed out.

The people in front have already come to the backyard.

Ma Ruyuan scolded: "Don't you know that there are millions of soldiers in my dynasty!"

After speaking, he didn't move, just stood there without frowning.

A Japanese samurai stabbed at his chest and pierced his chest, but he laughed and said, "You will all regret what you did today!"

Another samurai rushed over and chopped off his head.

Ma Ruyuan's head rolled several meters on the ground, his eyes widened, and he looked at the Japanese angrily.

Surrounded by the guards, Liu Zhen galloped towards the beach.

It is not far from the ferry to the sea.

The Zhuzi Pavilion is the embassy of the Song Dynasty in Japan. It is officially called the Honglu Pavilion and was established in the Tang Dynasty.

Dazaifu was also specially built in Hizen in Japan's attempt to integrate into the Chinese system. It is a trading port facing the Chinese in the west of Japan.

To be precise, this place is called Bodo. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, many Chinese people came to Japan to do business and lived here.

Liu Zhen didn't look back, his heart was beating violently.

Sure enough, Japanese samurai appeared in front of them, and there were at least 200 of them.

His brain was in a mess. In his impression, the Japanese admired Da Song very much and would never do such a thing.

But the cruel fact in front of him made him have to believe it.

Those Japanese warriors shot arrows in this direction, but Liu Zhen was blocked by the guards.

These guards are all wearing leather armor, and the defense power will be greatly reduced when the distance is close.

People kept falling, but no one flinched.

A civil official like Liu Zhen, who has stayed in a romantic place like Hangzhou for a long time, has never seen such a scene before, and his face turned pale with fright.

But the reason why a person is brave is not because he is not afraid, but because he is afraid, but still goes forward bravely!

When the guards led Liu Zhen and advanced in front of the Japanese warriors, the Japanese drew their swords one after another, and the two sides began to fight.

Chapter 1270 The Japanese feel that they can do it again (third)

Liu Zhen was so frightened that his legs became weak, but he still held on.

He saw with his own eyes that several guards died together with the enemy in order to cover himself.

In the end, only five guards remained, but the Japanese reinforcements continued to increase.

The merchants at the ferry all saw this scene and ran quickly to the boat in fright.

Liu Zhen ran desperately, and the guards around him kept falling to the ground.

Finally, all the guards in the Song Dynasty embassy died.

At the last moment, Liu Zhen stepped onto the ladder, using both hands and feet.

An arrow was shot and hit the boat next to Liu Zhen.

Liu Zhen didn't care so much, and quickly climbed up.

One turned over and onto the deck.

Japanese arrows rained down on the ship's deck.

The merchants on the deck quickly got down on the ground and shouted loudly: "Sail the boat quickly! Hurry up!"

Liu Zhen came back to his senses, hurriedly looked towards the ladder, and saw that some Japanese had already reached the bottom.

"Come and help me!" Liu Zhen yelled, and several businessmen hurried over to help him.

Several people lifted the wooden ladder outside together.

An arrow flew over suddenly and hit the businessman next to Liu Zhen, who fell down in response.

"It's too late, let's go!"

The ladder was thrown down and the boat started.

Liu Zhen lay on the deck for a while, and when he got up again, he saw the Japanese yelling on the reef.

"My Majesty, Wang Li, may I ask Your Excellency..."

"I'm Liu Zhen, Chief Registrar of the Song Dynasty's embassy in Japan."

"It turns out that Shangguan is here, and the grassroots are rude."

"Is this your ship?"

"Yes, Cao Min is a cloth merchant in Hangzhou."