[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

What a good "land envoy".

This kind of humiliating official name is probably only Zhao Ji's bastard—sorry, scolding "his" father—who can come up with it.Maybe Tong Guan can do it too, but that dead eunuch should get out now.

Zhao Yuan walked two steps along the palace wall, and suddenly heard a strange cooing sound - she was hungry.

People are iron and rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry...

Yarn!

The Jin soldiers took away all the gold, silver, utensils, and food in Bianliang, and even the royal court of the Northern Song Dynasty was completely plundered. The city of Bianliang was starved to death, and even peach petals and peach bark were stuffed into their mouths and chewed. Is there any food left?

I have no choice but to endure it.

Zhao Yuan walked a full circle along the palace wall, and suddenly came up with a bad idea: take the emperor to command the princes.

Although this idea is bad, it is the only thing she, Roufu Diji, who has no food, no army, and no skills, can do.Besides, if this kind of thing is done well, it will last forever; if it is done badly...in a word, it will die.

Then bet again.

In this era and in this situation, after all, life is used to win.

--What's wrong with me?

Zhao Yuan muttered to himself.

She is obviously an ordinary girl, she should happily go to school to take exams, go to the cafeteria to queue up for meals, pat her ass and leave when she gets her graduation certificate, find a job that does not worry about food and clothing, marry someone, have a child and wait for death It's over, what's wrong with me?

He really looks more and more like a Song person, the most authentic Song person.

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth, grasped the copper ring on the palace gate, and knocked lightly.

thump—

The sound was long and long, like the death knell of the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty.

This hastily established "Great Chu Dynasty" has only one single emperor, no bodyguards, guards of honor, no chariots, and even the old palace servant who sweeps the floor doesn't bother to look up at her, just letting her swagger into the palace.

Too familiar, really too familiar, Xuande Gate, Daqing Palace, Zichen Palace, Chuigong Palace...the glazed tiles reflected the dazzling cold light, which made her unable to open her eyes.She supported the Chui Gong Temple and panted heavily for a long time, feeling like she was seeing stars.

This is the place where Emperor Song met foreign ministers. As Roufu, he is not qualified to come here.

But why do I feel heartache, my heart seems to be tightly squeezed by someone, and I feel so uncomfortable that my whole body will be twisted.

Jingkang shame is still not snowing; when will the courtiers hate it?

This is a poem written by Yue Fei, every word screams sorrow, and every sentence cries blood.

She took a deep breath, pushed open the palace door of the Chuigong Palace, and walked inside.

Withered everywhere.

An old man in imperial clothes was lying on the dragon chariot, listlessly drawing something on the paper with a pen.He is the puppet emperor supported by the Jin people, "His Majesty the Great Chu" Zhang Bangchang.The former Hebei Road cedement envoy had already completed the yellow robe in his life, but he didn't have half a palace servant for him to order - because the Song Dynasty Palace was all taken away by the golden man.

The person who just swept the floor outside the palace was an old servant of the Zhang family, who was forcibly brought here by Zhang Bangchang to show himself.

Nothing, nothing.Even the puppet emperor still has to go hungry and eat tree bark.

Zhao Yuan untied his long hair, let it hang loosely, turned his back to the sun, and smiled crisply: "Master Zhang is so idle."

Zhang Bangchang jumped up from the dragon chariot in fright.

He stared at the girl in front of him, his eyeballs were swollen like he saw a ghost.The girl was still giggling, with loose long hair and pale face, no matter how she looked, she looked like a cannibal ghost.The most terrible thing is that the ghost actually walked towards him step by step, and stretched out its sharp claws to him——

Help!

Zhang Bangchang wanted to shout, but his voice was stuck behind him.No one came back to save his life. Most of Bianliang's soldiers and civilians were killed by Jin Bing, and a small part was taken away. There was only a lonely empty city, an empty palace, a single puppet emperor, and ghosts in front of him.

The ghost took out a blood book out of nowhere, spread his hands flat in front of Zhang Bangchang, and asked sharply, "Can you read these words?"

It was a book written in blood in a thin gold script.

Zhao Yuan would not tell him that he had come across the thin gold font, let alone that he had just written it, but would only tell the puppet emperor that "thin gold font" was an original font created by His Majesty Zhao Ji, the Supreme Emperor of the Song Dynasty. This blood edict is the final letter of His Majesty the Supreme Emperor Zhao Ji.If there is still a little bit of Song people's blood in his bones, he will read to her honestly.

"The edict, the edict says, self-restraint..."

Zhang Bangchang was about to cry.The thin gold body was sonorous and powerful, and the characters in the bloody book were hideous, piercing his eyes sorely.The girl holding the edict deliberately held the candlestick, pulled out the candle, and pressed the tip against his throat; although it did not pose any threat, it had already brought him great psychological panic.

The Supreme Emperor's last edict.

As long as he thought of these six words, he couldn't help but feel chills in his back.

On the day when the golden man helped him to the throne, there was still snow in the sky.The iron cavalry rushed across the Yellow River floating bridge and smashed the Bianjing city gate. Li Bangyan and Li Xianggong were still preparing for peace at the top of their lungs.But in a blink of an eye, everything from the emperor to the court ladies and eunuchs, and even everything that could be eaten and used in Bianjing was swept away by the golden men, leaving nothing behind.

He was very distressed, and under the "blood edict", he pulled his hair hard, thinking about what the girl said just now, "If you still have a little bit of blood from the Song people in your bones", the Song people's... blood...

The country is broken and the family is destroyed.

National feud, family hatred.

He is not an out-and-out villain, otherwise he would not have gone to welcome the Queen Mother back to the palace.This guy was just timid. He was so frightened by the golden man that he couldn't even speak, so he ascended the throne tremblingly.Seeing this bloody edict now, he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

"Read!" Zhao Yuan snapped.

Zhang Bangchang read it tremblingly.

The blood edict said that the gate of the country must be guarded to the death, and no silk should be given to the Jin people.

The blood edict said that they would send their troops northward and go to Wuguo City to bring everyone back.

The blood edict also said, don't forget Yanyun, don't forget the ambition of a hot-blooded man, and don't forget Jingkang.

"Can you obey the imperial edict?" Zhao Yuan asked sharply word by word, with his back against the sun, he looked more and more like a ghost demanding his life.

"I...I..." Zhang Bangchang looked like he was about to cry, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he slapped the table, and jumped up from the dragon carriage: "Who are you? Why do you want me to serve you?" Edict? This official only recognizes the official's personal guards and servants!"

The "official family" in his mouth is Rou Fu's eldest brother, Song Qinzong Zhao Huan.

It seemed that Zhang Bangchang was really frightened, and subconsciously called out "My Officer" instead of "Zhen".

"Only recognize the official family, but not the Supreme Emperor?" Zhao Yuan was not afraid at all, and still threatened him word by word, "If there is no Supreme Emperor, how can you come to an official family! The Supreme Emperor is sympathetic to the threat of the golden man, and specially issued this bloody edict. The purpose is to give adults a way out, don’t adults know?”

Zhang Bangchang began to tremble.

He was forcibly supported by the golden man on the dragon chair, and he was crucified for a crime of treason.If he sent his troops to the north, defeated the Jin soldiers, and took back the Second Emperor, there might still be a chance for a comeback.If he is caught by Zhao's royal family now, it will definitely be the fate of implicating the nine clans!

"My lord?" Zhao Yuan looked at him with a half-smile.

Zhang Bangchang trembled again: "How can I confirm that your blood edict is true or false?"

Well, this Mr. Zhang is very careful.

Zhao Yuan asked back: "Then why does your lord think that this blood edict is fake?"

She easily kicked the ball back to Zhang Bangchang.

"You...you are bold!" Zhang Bangchang held back for a long time before finally uttering a word.

Zhao Yuan sneered: "Yes, I'm bold, I've always been very courageous! But I don't know if Mr. Zhang, the 'Hebei Road Cemetery Envoy', has the guts to refuse, no, obedience, edict?"

Zhang Bangchang's face was pale.

If the imperial edict is false, then the ghost-like girl in front of me is the mastermind of the forgery edict, Zhang Bangchang is also deceived by others; If someone surnamed Zhao wanted to kill his whole family by saying "conspiracy against him", he wouldn't even blink his eyes.

Zhang Bangchang didn't think that the Supreme Emperor had the courage to write a blood book, but he thought it was Zhao who was testing himself and his loyalty to the royal family.

As for whether the "surname Zhao" was Zhao Gou, Zhao Huan or Zhao Ji himself, Zhang Bangchang didn't think it mattered.

He took a deep breath, took off the dragon robe in front of Zhao Yuan, folded it neatly by his side, knelt on the ground, raised his hands flat, and shouted angrily: "Hebei Road Cemetery Zhang Bangchang, Receive the edict!"

Zhao Yuan endured for a long time before he kicked him in the face.

"Hebei Road Cemetery", he really had the guts to shout so loudly, with such a long aftertaste!

"Emperor Taishang's order." Zhao Yuan said sternly that it really seemed to be the case, "Zhang Bangchang, the land cedement envoy on Hebei Road, moved to Xuanfu envoy on Hebei Road, and immediately went to King Kang's tent to obey orders!"

In the blink of an eye, she changed the official position of the false emperor of Chu: Xuanfu envoy of Hebei Road.

Zhang Bangchang said that he accepted the order, and his expression did not change much.

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Kang Wang, Zhao Gou.

Before actually seeing King Kang, Zhao Yuan had chewed the name countless times in his heart.In the southern corner of Pian'an, he didn't want to make progress, and the twelve gold medals made arrows urgently called Yue Fei, and punished Yue Fei and Yue Yun in the Fengbo Pavilion.The good Western Army is disabled, the good Hebei Road is lost, and after the entire Southern Song Dynasty lingered for more than a hundred years, tens of thousands of people jumped into the sea on the cliff, really...

Too many to read.

Of course, this matter is not entirely Zhao Gou's responsibility, but as an official of the Great Song Dynasty, if the historical pens do not poke him in the back, who is it?

Zhao Yuan took a deep breath, took a donkey cart under Zhang Bangchang's guidance, chewed bran cakes, and hurried to Kang Wang's tent.Bianliang is so empty that even the rats are starving to death, bran cakes, that's the emperor's meal.

The donkey cart drove unsteadily all the way to Kang Wang's tent, as if entering a deserted land.

Even if he doesn't understand military affairs and how to run an army, Zhao Yuan still gets angry when he sees it.

Is there any army in the world where officers and soldiers disarm in twos and threes and lie on the ground basking in the sun?

Is there any army in the world, a broken donkey cart can go straight into the camp of the main general, and the guards just put out their hands to stop it?

She was feeling depressed when she suddenly heard Zhang Bangchang sigh quietly: "It turns out they are all from the Xiang army..."

In a word, miserable.

There were only three armies in the Northern Song Dynasty, the Western Army, the Beijing Camp/Forbidden Army in the hands of the emperor, and the various armies.The Xiang army is actually the Minjian.It's okay to be a robber if you have nothing to do, but if you really fight, you will definitely be killed by someone.

In other words, Zhao Gou's so-called "gathering soldiers and horses to fight back" is actually just to reassure the hearts of the people in the world.

These people, this army, simply do not have the ability to fight.

As for the most powerful Western Army in the Song Army, their surnames have already been cast.The Zhong family army was suppressed on the south bank of the Yellow River by a letter signed by Li Bangyan. He was already furious and disheartened.Even if Zhao Gou wants to take over, the Chong family will never put the last army of Song Dynasty in his hands.

"King Kang received the imperial edict—"

Zhang Bangchang pretended to be a tiger, and it seemed like that.If you shave off your beard, maybe you can pretend to be the emperor's servant.

"The Emperor Taishang ordered that King Kang must restrain himself and work hard, send his troops northward, cross the Yellow River, and welcome me to the Five Kingdoms City as soon as possible..."

Five Kingdoms City is still a special name for the current Song people.

But soon after, the two emperors Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan will be escorted there by Qi Qi, and then die tragically. The word "Five Kingdoms" will also become a pillar of shame in the Northern Song Dynasty, firmly nailed to the sky above Bianliang, and will not be separated for a thousand years.

Zhao Gou respectfully set up the incense table and received the order, but when he got up to answer the ceremony, he was stunned for a moment.

"Huanhuan?"