In the first year of the Great Song Dynasty, the famous mansion in Beijing.

The summer sun is bright, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the high willows are hissing, the branches by the river are sunburned, listless, and even the water level of the Yongji Canal seems to have receded a little.

In Hebei, the heat is incomparable, and people are sweating indoors, not to mention the farmers who work hard in the fields, and the soldiers who wear armor and patrol back and forth outdoors.

"The feet are steaming in the summer, the back is burning in the sky, and I don't know the heat when I am exhausted, but I regret the long summer."

Under the scorching red sun, this poem "Guanmai" by Bai Juyi can best describe the mentality of these farmers working in the fields.

It's just that they sweat like rain under the scorching sun, and sometimes they can't help but raise their heads and look at those loyal soldiers who are wearing armor, or looking around, guarding on the official road, or riding horses, and going out to investigate.

With these soldiers, the hearts of the people have inexplicably stabilized.

Chief Hu's heads were cut off and piled up into "Jingguan", what else is there to be afraid of!

The Daimyo's Mansion is located on the east bank of the Yellow River, although it is not close to the Yellow River, but it is only twenty or thirty miles away from the Yellow River. The Yellow River often encounters floods in the coastal areas, but the silt it carries also changes the local soil quality, making the Hebei East Road become a fertile fertile field, the river Shuo flat field, anointing thousands of miles, and the Daimyo Mansion has also become a "Xi Wanying's omen, crowning thousands of miles above the belly" of grain production holy land.

Even if the Jin people went south in winter and were ravaged, there were still many fields that were growing well and the harvest was not a problem. After the Yan Sect's auxiliary army defeated the Daimyo's Mansion, coupled with the summer heat, the soldiers went temporarily, and the people's livelihood became an urgent need.

The people take food as the sky, the soldiers and horses have not moved, and the grain and grass go first. Taking advantage of this short and rare few days of leisure, of course, it is necessary to grab the grain in the field on a large scale.

Dong Cai's head was scorching under the sun, sweating like rain, and his hands and feet were already sore, but he didn't dare to cry bitterness, and continued to wave the sickle in his hand. He and his more than 10,000 men are now busy harvesting ripe wheat in all the wheat fields outside the city of the great name, just like the farmers who worked in the fields.

Fighting fiercely in the army all the time, such farm work, since he said goodbye to his suffering youth, rose up, and became angry at the crown, he has not done it for many years.

The wheat stabbing on his arm was painful and itchy, and there was a familiar feeling. Sweat trickled down his arms, fields, and stubble, and his throat quickly became tight and dry.

It's not that no one has run, but without exception they have lost their lives. The scumbags who did a lot of evil and were extremely vicious in the army were punished on the spot by the Song army on the day the army was broken. And many Han captives working in this field wore anklets on their feet, making it difficult to run.

As long as he looked at the "Jingguan" piled up with thousands of Jurchen knights' heads by the moat outside the east wall of the Daimyo's Mansion, many Han'er who wanted to escape or had different ambitions quietly lowered their heads.

No one here abuses the prisoners, and the food is the same as that of Song Bing, and there is enough to eat. In addition, the four fields are empty, and the patrolling soldiers are everywhere, if you escape, the probability of success is too low, and the price paid is too great.

Every time they pass by the "Jingguan", the Han'er hearts are full of joy, and they even spit out a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm, and an inexplicable refreshment emerges.

These cruel, tyrannical, and evil-doing beasts also have such a day, which can really be described as karma.

"Hey, you, come here!"

Dong Cai shouted to a Han slave who was cutting wheat not far away, "Go and scoop a scoop of water for Lao Tzu."

The Han slave raised his head, stopped the sickle in his hand, glanced at Dong Cai with disdain, and said coldly: "If you want to drink, scoop water yourself, it's not that you don't have long hands and feet!"

Dong Cai was furious, and was about to step forward to reprimand the man, but a man next to him hurriedly said: "Don't be angry, the villain will go and get it for you, you wait."

Dong Cai's heart was blazing, he pointed at the Han slave with his finger, and said loudly: "The straight lady thief is you." Hurry up and scoop the water for Grandpa, or Grandpa will smash your dog

Head!"

The Han slave was a thorn, and these days he was enslaved and abused by the Jin soldiers, and he was already on fire. Now that he has been rescued, he has been bullied by these captives, and the anger in his heart has suddenly come out.

He walked up to Dong Cai, stretched his neck, pointed to his head and said, "Wanyancai, if you cut off Lao Tzu's head." Straight lady thief, I really think Lao Tzu is your slave. It's not Fanzi on your dog day, you're just a dog in Fanzi!"

Dong Cai's prisoner, the most taboo is for others to call him Wanyancai, once Song Ren admits the truth, he will really fall to the ground.

He looked at the gun-wielding soldiers stationed on the road, glared angrily, and his voice became louder.

"Lao Tzu hates others the most, calling Lao Tzu Wanyancai! Lao Tzu is a Han Chinese, how did he come up with the name of this pickled man. Lao Tzu is working hard today, and I have to clean up your foolish goods!"

The Han slave sneered: "The straight lady thief, I still think I am a golden soldier, and I still want to enslave Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu has no chains on his legs, he is a real Song person. What are you calling here, you dog!"

The loyal and righteous army rescued themselves from the camp of the Jin people with great difficulty. If he hadn't wanted to get more money to return to his hometown, he wouldn't have come out on a hot day and worked with these Han captives to do this farm work under the scorching sun.

Both of them had scythes in their hands, and they were about to step forward desperately, but their eyes were on the guards not far away. The person next to him hurriedly pulled it.

"General, don't be like him, forget it."

"People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads. General, let's bear with it. ”

"You bastard, don't be unforgiving. We're already prisoners, so don't be embarrassed. ”

Dong Cai was angry, and the Han slaves were also angry, although the two were pulled away, they were still angry.

"What are you doing, do you want to rebel?"

Seeing a few people arguing in the ridges, the patrol soldier came over and shouted loudly.

"Straight mother thief, Han people will only eat dogs, and there is fire to spread in front of Fanzi. We've all lived to this extent, so don't let the fans laugh at us!"

The Han slave shouted aggrievedly: "Brother Jun, these soldiers have all been captured by our Song people, and they are still serving as uncles here." The villain is just angry!"

The soldier's eyes widened, and he said loudly: "What kind of soldiers, there are no soldiers here, only Han people." Haven't you ever heard the military orders of the Loyal and Righteous Army, if anyone shouts Han soldiers, they will be beaten with 20 military sticks, do you really want to taste it?"

The Han people touched their shaved heads, and quickly lowered their heads and walked away.

A group of men were triumphant, and the soldiers shouted with wide eyes: "What are you doing standing there, why don't you go over and work hard, do you want to stay up late at night?"

All at once they became discouraged, and they scattered and began to cut the wheat in the field.

"Harvest the wheat well, these are also for you to eat!"

The soldier frowned, looking at the wheat stubble of different heights, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

He walked over, came to Dong Cai's side, and said in a cold voice: "Dong Cai, if you want to drink water, you can get it yourself, you have hands and feet, and you can't call others." Do you want me to scoop it for you and serve you to drink it myself?"

Dong Cai hurriedly smiled and said: "How dare you trouble the military master, the villain will get it himself, and he will get it himself."

The soldier said: "Dong Cai, the Loyal and Righteous Army has military rules, and it is not allowed to abuse the Han people, otherwise it will make Fanzi laugh, and he will be beaten with a stick and locked up." Dong Cai, you are also a hero among the Han people, why are you willing to follow behind Fanzi and do these shady deeds, what are you trying to do?"

Dong Cai's face was embarrassed, but he shook his head in his heart: "I don't understand the fart of the straight lady thief, if Lao Tzu hadn't followed the Jurchens, where would he still have his life now?"

The soldier continued: "Dong Cai, you can listen well. Wang Xianggong said, let you go to the Banrui Hall in the city at night, he has something to do with you

Interview. Someone will come and take you when the time comes. ”

Dong Cai was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the soldiers staring at him, he hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "The villain obeys orders!"

The Han slaves saw the soldiers coming over, and hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Brother Jun, in a few days, the villain will return to his hometown, settle down, and want to join the army, I don't know if it's okay?"

The soldier looked at him, nodded, and said:

"Tian Da Niu, I think you are good, your body is strong enough. After I went back and settled my family, I came to the Daimyo's Mansion to look for me. My name is Li Sanwa, I am in the former military battalion of the Loyal and Righteous Army, and when the time comes, I will go directly to the camp to find me, and I will introduce you to you. ”

Tian Da Niu was overjoyed, and hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, brother!"

The Imperial City of the Daimyo's Mansion, the Banrui Palace, the Jingfang Palace, the Qingning Palace, and the Shixun Palace, Wang Song and his staff and military generals worked here. And Ban Rui Hall became Wang Song's separate office.

Although some subordinates questioned and worried, thinking that it was inappropriate to set up the office in the palace of the accompanying capital, they were decided by Wang Song.

Those scholars, even if you don't have any guilt, can refer to the deer as a horse and impose the guilt on you. Di Qing has made great contributions, and he was not slandered to death by the civil official group headed by Ouyang Xiu.

I almost lost my life in Huangquan, isn't it also the masterpiece of Zhang Shuye, Qin Hui and others? The Daimyo's Mansion is already under his own rule, and no one else can make irresponsible comments. As for the merits and demerits of the thousand years, there are descendants to comment!

"The wild grass and flowers by the Vermilion Bird Bridge, the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Alley. In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. ”

Standing in the open space in front of the palace gate, the lush pines and cypresses in front of him were verdant, and Wang Song couldn't help but whisper this song that has spread through the ages.

Wang Tu's hegemony, fame and wealth, fleeting, only the descendants are left to sigh here. If you don't manage it well, you will be ashamed of your ancestors and harm the people of the world.

The weeds and wild flowers in the temple have been cleaned, and the rooms in the temple have been cleaned. The only difference is that the plaques on the main entrances of each hall have been removed.

Among them, the Ban Rui Hall is hung with the signboards of the two rivers and the Shaanxi Xuanfu Division.

This official position was given to him by Zhao Huan, I don't know if this is a kind of cold irony?

Song Tingdu ceded Hebei to the Jin people, so how could he accompany the capital? The place is originally for people to work, and if you don't stay in a comfortable place, you have to go to hard work and simplicity, isn't it a disease in your brain, and you are asking for hardship?

Can't these idle palaces become a world of snakes, insects, rats and ants, always surrounded by cobwebs?

The loyal and righteous army attacked everywhere, and most of the prefectures and counties in the central and southern parts of the two rivers were under their rule. The Jin soldiers were either annihilated or expelled, and the land of the two rivers rarely regained a trace of peace.

This may be the calm before the storm.

Wanyan Zongfu, Wanyan Yan's mother, the important royal relatives of the Dajin Kingdom, and all the Jurchen nobles were all lost to the hands of the loyal and righteous army. The Jurchens, who are accustomed to being insatiable and eager to repay their eyes, will surely strike a blow and repay their blood debts.

Wang Song knew the consequences, and during this time, he had issued three decrees in the name of the Xuanfu Division, persuading the people in the city to go south to avoid military disasters.

The city of the Daimyo's Mansion must withstand at least a year's attack, and he doesn't want to bring the people to the funeral.

After the decree was issued, not only did no one leave the city, but there was an endless stream of people who came to take refuge, and although the population did not reach one million, there were five or six hundred thousand.

Unconsciously, he has become the anti-gold leader in the hearts of the people of Lianghe. The people of Henan, Shaanxi, Lianghuai, and even Shandong, Sichuan and other places all know that there is such an anti-gold hero in the Great Song Dynasty.

The Daimyo's Mansion was overcrowded for a while, and Wang Song had to build a lot of construction in the city to resettle the displaced people. Wang Song had to deal with important military and political affairs and every detail, which also made him anxious and overwhelmed.