Dragon Yin (5)

The sky was full of scorching thunder, and the explosion made the Yashan Palace tremble.

Under the dim candlelight, the civil officials of the Great Song Dynasty looked at each other, their eyes full of desolation and helplessness. Big Bear State, Little Bear State, Xiangshan, Sanjiang, and the islands outside the palace have been lost in half a day, and Yashan, which was once regarded as a natural hazard, has no danger to rely on. The Great Song Dynasty, at this moment, there are no soldiers, and there is no way to retreat.

"The Queen Mother, the minister thinks that at this moment, he should immediately send His Majesty the Emperor to the sea to temporarily avoid the prestige of the Yuan army. Look for the opportunity to regroup the Great Song Dynasty! Deng Guangjian, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, advised eagerly.

This is not the first time he has made this suggestion, and the answer he got is still a low sob, and the Empress Dowager Yang, who was sitting on the side of the empty dragon chair, seemed to have not heard what Deng Guangxuan said, and only cried.

Since the body of Yang Liangjie, the uncle of the country, was snatched back by loyal soldiers, Empress Dowager Yang has become like this. Whatever the minister said, she responded with a cry. At this moment, Yang Liangjie's body full of feather arrows was placed at her feet, this uncle who was ridiculed by the officials as not knowing how to do things, only taking power, and bent on turning the army of the imperial court into the Yang family's army, walked extremely majestic at the last moment of his life. After hearing that his brother Yang Yuanli had dedicated all the materials in the treasury to the Yuan army, he attacked Xiangshan Island with 300 dead soldiers, and beat the defenders of Xiangshan Island. If it weren't for the critical moment, encountering the Yuan army led by Lu Shikui, Xiangshan Island would have been recaptured back into the hands of the Great Song Dynasty.

In the face of the 5,000-yuan army, Yang Liangjie raised his gun, entered the battle, and directly took the Chinese army. Lu Shikui, who has always been known for his bravery, had to cover his flag and avoid it.

Yang Liangjie passed through the battle and ordered his personal soldiers to report back to the Yashan Palace, and Xiangshan had been lost. Then, he raised his gun again, entered the siege of the Yuan army, and died in battle.

"Prime Minister Lu, what do you think ......?" Deng Guangjian couldn't get an answer from Empress Dowager Yang, so he turned his head to Lu Xiufu's side.

"Where can we go when we get on the boat?" Lu Xiufu shook his head lightly and interrupted Deng Guangjian's words.

yes, on the boat, where can we go? The ministers were relatively gloomy. In the Yamen, there are still more than 1,000 warships of the Great Song Naval Division, including more than 2,000 military ships. But at this moment, outside the ocean, the wind is high and the waves are urgent, referring to the saying of the sea people, "once you go out of the cliff gate, you will not return." The voyage was only a few hours longer than the death in battle, and even the bones could not be found after death.

"That's better than waiting to die, maybe there is a way to survive at sea! Otherwise, wouldn't Lord Yang lose his life in vain! Deng Guangxuan was unwilling to sit still and continued to persuade. Yang Liangjie traveled back and forth between Yashan and Fuzhou by boat several times, and stayed among the ministers of Yashan, he should be the person who knows the sea the most. Deng Guangjian always felt that Uncle Yang Guo still wanted to let the emperor go to sea until he died, and there must be a reason for him. But he couldn't say what the specific reason was. Not only him, since Zhang Shijie, Su Liuyi and others left, and Zhai Guoxiu, Gu Kai and others surrendered one after another, there is no one in the entire dynasty who is familiar with water warfare and navigation. So even if there is no wind and waves at this moment, going to sea is a gamble with life.

The muscles on Lu Xiufu's face twitched, and he seemed to be moved. Before Deng Guangjian could explain his thoughts clearly, a series of footsteps sounded outside the palace. At the gate of the palace, a person dressed as a eunuch threw himself to the ground and cried: "Empress Dowager Qiyu, together with Lord Wang De, the secretary of the Privy Council, Lord Shen Weishi, the secretary of the Criminal Department, Lord Yang Shoudao, the waiter of the Ministry of Works, and Lord Hu Jing, a member of the household department, committed suicide by taking poison together......!" ”

"What?" Lu Xiufu walked to the palace gate in a few steps and asked loudly. He sent people to summon hundreds of officials to come to the main hall to discuss matters, but several adults did not arrive for a long time. The queen mother's decree was sent to urge again, but I didn't expect this result to be returned.

"Wang Shumi, Shen Shangshu and other six adults committed suicide by taking poison. Before leaving, he left a message saying that there was already an emperor in the Great Song Dynasty who had insulted Sheji, and he could not be humiliated again. Please Lord Lu do it yourself......." The eunuch who reported the news knelt in the muddy water, crying while relaying.

Lu Xiufu's body shook and took a few steps back before he could barely stand on his feet.

A few bolts of lightning flashed through the air, and the blue-purple light illuminated his desperate face. The sound of rolling thunder came from the sky, shaking the hearts of everyone in the temple.

The feeling of desolation and oppression grew stronger and thicker in the main hall.

"Ancestors, ancestors!" Zhao Xingdong, the king of Hui, let out a sad cry and lowered his head and crashed into the golden pillar in the hall.

The entire Jinluan Hall shook with a dull sound. Blood splattered, and the ministers couldn't stop it, and watched King Hui's body be bulleted open by the pillar and fall softly.

In the Golden Palace, a mournful voice sounded. Empress Dowager Yang, who was cleaning her brother's body, raised her head in confusion, looked at everyone, lowered her head again, and sprinkled tears on Yang Liangjie's chain mail like a line.

"Report, the shoal water is rising, the thief boat is going upstream, General Ling Zhen is defeated, and he has retreated across the ridge. Where to go, please make a decision quickly! ”

Before everyone could recover from their grief and shock, a bloodied colonel broke into the palace and leaned down in front of the golden palace to report.

Hearing this, the hearts of the people were even more desperate. The waterway between Yashan and Sanjiang Island has been silted up by the sediment carried by the Pearl River, and according to the seafarers, it has been impossible to sail for decades. Therefore, everyone thought that after Zhang Hongfan took Sanjiang Island, if he wanted to attack Yashan, he would have to drive from the waterway between Xiongzhou and Sanjiang Island. More than ten miles of waterway, it takes a lot of time to sail. Who would have expected that at this moment, the sky was about to die, and even the shallows were rising with the water, which could hold up the ships that transported troops.

"Report, the Yaoguang ship was pushed by the wind and waves, hit the strange rock, and sank!" The little colonel who reported the news had just gotten up from the mud when another soldier broke in and crouched down.

"Ahh Deng Guangjian took a few steps back and leaned weakly on the pillar of the temple.

The Yaoguang ship is the ship of the young emperor Zhao Yu, and in the entire fleet, this boat is the largest and has always been the most resistant to wind and waves. The Yaoguang ship was in Guanyong Harbor, next to the strange rocks in the sea, surrounded by other warships. This big ship was shattered by the wind and waves, and the other warships must be even more difficult to protect, and the last hope of the Great Song Dynasty to survive was also cut off.

"Heaven Dies!" The ministers looked at each other, and in an instant, they thought of one place.

"Queen Mother, the matter has come to this, it's time to wake up the official family!" Lu Xiufu straightened his clothes, stepped forward to salute, and played loudly.

"Well, everything depends on Lord Lu's arrangement!" Empress Dowager Yang raised her head and replied clearly. I don't know if it was because she was too sad, or because she was stimulated by the sinking of the Yaoguang ship and the news that the Mongols were approaching, she actually began to speak. The slightly pale face suddenly brought a bit of the luster of life, like the remnant sun of a winter evening, the last flash before setting, and the cold was intense.

Several eunuchs wiped their tears and went to the harem to wait for the emperor to change clothes. The ministers looked at each other and wept, choking up. Lu Xiufu coughed lightly a few times, suppressed everyone's sorrow, and said with a smile: "Empress Dowager Qiyu, Weichen is not talented, and there is no way to save the sky." At this moment, the society will fall, and it should always obey His Majesty. There is also a wife and two sons in the minister's family, let the minister go and settle down, and come in a while! ”

The so-called words of settlement must have forced them to commit suicide in order to martyrdom. Everyone understood the meaning of Lu Xiufu's words, and their hearts were cold, and the feeling of sadness was suddenly suppressed. In its place, there is a relief after despair.

"Your Excellency, go and arrange, and after a while, my mother and son will wait in the side hall! The prime minister has the heart to sacrifice his life for the country, and as a woman, he will not humiliate the society again! Empress Dowager Yang nodded and replied with a smile. wanted to make Lu Xiufu and the ministers feel more relieved, but the tears refused to obey and rolled down the thin face.

"There is no one in the minister's house, so let's say goodbye to Your Majesty here!" Xia Shilin, the governor of political affairs, wiped away his tears, smiled miserably at Zhang De, the capital inspector in front of the palace, and said: "Later, I will bother Lord Zhang to find a brother with neat hands and feet to bring a sword to the temple and send him on the next journey!" ”

"Annoying Lord Zhang!"

"Annoying Lord Zhang!"

Several imperial historians stepped forward one after another to check Zhang Deshi for His Royal Highness. In the Golden Palace, Prime Minister Zhang De, the only courtier with a weapon, replied, untied the sword at his waist, and held it in his hand.

Outside the Golden Palace, the remaining one hundred and ten guards stood solemnly in the rain, and under the electric light, the hand holding the knife was illuminated palely.

"If you have the heart of death, don't you have the intention of killing thieves? Waiting for death, why not mention the knife and die in front of the battle! Deng Guang, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, came out of the crowd and shouted loudly.

If everyone wants to die in the community, and if they are forced to go to sea to find a way to live, he will never mention it again. But he committed suicide with a knife, but he was too unwilling. At this moment, on Yashan Island, the family members and children of the clan ministers are no less than 5,000. Da, Xiaoxiongzhou, Xiangshan Island, and scattered living on the Lingdingyang Islands, Taishan, Xinhui, Fanyu area, following the Great Song Dynasty, there are no less than 200,000 people and scholars. At present, although most of the people have fallen into the hands of the Northern Yuan, everyone endures humiliation and steals their lives, just because the dynasty is still there, and there is still hope for the continuation of Chinese civilization.

If Emperor Jing and Empress Dowager Yang, Prime Minister Lu Cheng, and the ministers of the court and the central government all chose to die in Sheji, the matter would spread, and the number of scholars and ordinary people who followed the martyrdom near Yashan would definitely not be less than 100,000.

Across the country, it is estimated that there will be more people who have died after hearing the news.

Since everyone is not even afraid of death, why not fight to the death with the Yuan army. Just like the uncle Yang Liangjie, at least he has not fallen into the name of the Great Song Dynasty.

"We are all literati, why did Lord Deng say this!" Xia Shilin was stunned, and shouted. It is the duty of a scholar to sacrifice his life for the country. But when he went into battle with a sword, he lowered his status to the same level as a martial artist, which really damaged the face of the literati.

Several Imperial Historians whispered in favor of the latter, between desperately dying and committing suicide with the enemy. Everyone really doesn't understand how the emperor Deng Guangjian, who has always been an example for literati in terms of articles and integrity, could say such a bastard at the last moment.

"Since everyone is not even afraid of death, they still care about the reputation of this literati. If my generation committed suicide, the hundreds of thousands of people of the Great Song Dynasty who followed behind him would just be a thousand years of male ghosts together, and they could help the Mongols. Our generation killed thieves today, and in the future, there will be tens of millions of Song Dynasty men who will spill their blood on the battlefield, one after another, and drive the Mongols out. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, there are only 20,000 real Mongolians, and the people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the country are not only 200,000, 2 million ......" The waiter of the Ministry of Rites, the emperor Deng Guangzhuan, ignored the etiquette of the court and shouted, "Wait for death, can you die as a master?" ”

"Click!" Lightning struck down in the air, illuminating the faces of everyone outside the Golden Temple.

Lu Xiufu was stunned, looked up at Deng Guangjian, and suddenly found that his behavior was really pathetic and pitiful. In front of everyone's eyes, Lu Xiufu walked in front of Zhang De, the capital inspector in front of the palace, drew his sword out of its sheath, waved it and shouted: "In this case, I will wait for five steps of blood to let the Tartars know what the anger of a strong man is." Master Zhang, I'm tired of you and go out and find dozens of knives! ”

"The last general obeys!" Zhang De replied loudly and walked out with his head held high. After a while, the sound of boiling people sounded inside and outside the Golden Palace, guards, eunuchs, palace maids, as well as the relatives of nearby ministers, slaves, men, women and children, carrying knives and guns, gathered together.

The young emperor Zhao Yu was changed into a military uniform by the eunuch, with a golden leather helmet, silver chain mail, and stainless steel combat boots, pulling the Empress Dowager Yang with one hand and Lu Xiufu with the other, to the entrance of the Golden Palace.

At this moment, there was no need for the emperor to open his mouth to encourage, like a forest knife and gun, there was a tsunami-like "long live" sound. It was far away from the sound of wind and thunder in the sky, suppressing the sound of the waves around the island.

At this moment, outside the palace wall, there was another rush of footsteps. Immediately afterwards, the footsteps became denser and clearer, and in the wind and rain, there was a faint sentry of people and horses, heading straight for the palace.

"Everyone, raise your sword with me and kill the thief!" Zhang De, the inspector in front of the palace, shouted loudly, and rushed to the palace gate with a gun. More than 1,000 swords and guns followed, shouting up, and the momentum seemed to have gathered thousands of troops and horses in an instant.

Lu Xiufu took a few steps forward, raised his sword, and protected it at the entrance of the Golden Palace. Empress Dowager Yang smiled, grabbed a blood arrow pulled out of Yang Liangjie's body, and pressed it against her chest. The young emperor Zhao Yu carried the dagger that he didn't know who stuffed him in his hand, the blade forward, and a pair of big eyes rolled around, without the slightest fear.

"What a young emperor, if you add time, ......" Emperor Deng Guangjian looked at the emperor, his eyes full of pity. Turn around and enter the palace, wipe the spiritual position and genealogy, classics, roster of hundreds of officials, imperial seals and other things that pass on the country in order and place them neatly in front of the imperial case. Take off flammable objects such as curtains and curtains, and surround the imperial case. Holding a handful of incense candles, he stood by the curtain. As soon as the Yuan soldiers entered the palace gate, they immediately raised fire. turned more than 300 years of inheritance into a puff of smoke and flew away with Zhao Hao's soul.

Suddenly, Lu Xiufu's body shook, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a "ding".

Deng Guangjian raised his head when he heard the sound, only to see Zhang De in front of the palace, and rushed in with more than 20 heavily armed men.

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