At noon in summer, there is not a single cloud in the sky, there is not a little wind, and in the sky, it seems that only the scorching sun in the sky is left, scorching the earth, and all the plants and trees seem to be sunburned, and they can't lift their spirits.

Finally, the scorching sun faded a little hot, and although I still sweated, the gentle breeze, the slight swing of the branches, and the slight trembling of the weeds still gave the creatures of heaven and earth a little vitality.

Next to the official road, among the tea shops under a few big trees, the old shopkeeper of the tea shop, who is accustomed to all kinds of things in the world, is busy serving tea and steamed cakes to the guests in the tea shed.

"Brother Liu, have you heard that since this summer, the soldiers of the Loyal and Righteous Army have been attacking everywhere, and the east of the river is south of Taiyuan City, and now it is the world of the Loyal and Righteous Army."

The two middle-aged men in the tea shed chatted while drinking tea.

"Brother Li, isn't it! Not only in Hedong, but also in Hebei. Since the "Summer Offensive" launched by the Loyal and Righteous Army, the batters have been beating and cutting off the head of the prince of dogs. It's refreshing to think about!"

Since the "Summer Offensive" launched by the Loyal and Righteous Army, half of Hebei has been restored, and as for Hedong, it is a large area of lost territory south of Taiyuan.

It was the hottest time of summer, and the Jurchen cavalry had already retreated to the north to recuperate, leaving only the Han'er in the army to garrison some cities, fearful.

The loyal and righteous army re-entered the east of the river, attacked the city, and the Han people fled or surrendered wherever they went, and the loyal and righteous army regained the land south of the river east of Taiyuan Mansion in one fell swoop.

The Loyal and Righteous Army marched eastward and quickly recovered Hedong County, which suddenly stuck the throats of Shaanxi and Hedong. The Licheng battalion is also recruiting, and in just a few months, there are already tens of thousands of new troops.

The "summer offensive" was the military plan of the Xuanfu Division, relying on the time to recover the lost territory, and by the winter, most of the two rivers were basically recovered, forming a confrontation with the Jurchens.

The Jurchens liked the cold and feared the heat, and invaded the south with troops in autumn and winter, and returned to the north in spring; The Loyal and Righteous Army took advantage of the Jurchens to advance to the occupied areas in the spring and summer, and to proclaim and recruit people, and to carry out political recovery of places that could not be reached by the military.

In the land east of the river, after more than a month of siege by everyone, the east road of Hedong and the south of Taiyuan City have all been ruled by the loyal army.

On the side of the couch, you will not allow others to sleep soundly. Since the loyal and righteous army has Taiyuan City and Longde Mansion, how can they let the rear be unstable and hindered on the side?

The Xuanfu Division launched a summer offensive, and the newspapers publicized that everyone in Lianghe knew about it, and Liu and Li in this tea shop knew about it.

"Brother Liu, it's ridiculous to say. The imperial court ceded the two rivers to Fanzi, and Wang Xianggong took them back from Fanzi. The emperor doesn't want us people, the prince has us hard-working people in his heart. According to me, Wang Xianggong will simply become the emperor!"

"That's it! If Wang Xianggong becomes the emperor, the life of the common people will be much better!"

"It's about eating wine, eating wine!"

The two of them talked happily, but the old shopkeeper shook his head and smiled bitterly. How many states and counties have been restored in Hedong, and how much land has the loyal and righteous army occupied, they will talk about a good life as an emperor.

In this world, how can it be so easy.

"Brother Liu, look, what's coming from the official road?"

Suddenly, Brother Li pointed in the direction of the south and shouted. Both of them stood up and pointed together towards the official road to the south.

Smoke and dust rolling, flags waving, swords and guns like a forest, countless Song soldiers and iron horsemen came forward along the official road, and the momentum was compelling.

The Song army came in a row, all of them were fierce and fierce, the army was solemn, the queue was neat, and the big word "king" on the banner was clearly visible.

"It's the loyal army, it's the team of the prince Wang!"

"It's the Loyal Army, only they have such a formation!"

"Could it be that the prince is here?"

Not only Liu and Li stood up, but all the guests in the tea shed stood up, gossiping, and looked south together.

The shopkeeper of the tea shop was also taken aback, and his eyes swept to the south.

"Xianggong, this time I came to Hedong and revisited on the spot, isn't it quite emotional?"

Sitting on the war horse, despite the sweat, the interest of the horse expansion is extremely high.

This time, he accompanied Wang Song to Hedong, firstly, to appease the morale of the army and boost morale; the second is to reassure the people and enhance their confidence in the struggle; Finally, let's take a look at the military achievements in Hedong since the launch of the "Summer Offensive".

"Ma Xuanzan, you say, if the Jurchens come to attack, can the two rivers withstand it?"

Wang Song was also full of emotion. Time has passed, and he used to be the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, but now, he is still nominally. It's just that this is already his world.

"Xianggong, the Jurchens can't afford to suffer such a big casualty. It's just that Taiyuan, the two majestic cities of the Daimyo Mansion, don't think about taking them down if they don't have the corpses of one or two hundred thousand people!"

Yang Zaixing next to him had a dark face, but he was full of confidence.

"Xianggong, what Yang Zaixing said is. As long as the two rivers are united, three or four million people, tens of thousands of soldiers, and how many people are there, the two sides will at least face each other. ”

Wang Song nodded slightly. Ma Kuo is right, since the First World War in Fuzhou, the arrogance of the Jurchens, the momentum of attacking everything, has long ceased to exist.

I saw that the people in the tea shed next to the official road stood on the road one after another, waving to the army, and the shopkeeper of the tea shop had already served hot tea soup cakes and invited the soldiers to drink.

Isn't this exactly what Wang Shi is referring to?

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the knight crowd, they pointed and pointed, Wang Song's heart trembled, and he looked up, and the towering Taiyuan City in the distance was in sight.

Taiyuan City, I'm back again.

When he returned from working outside the city, the old king found that there was a commotion in the city, and many people were in tears. Even the beggars in the city had damp eyes, and the inhabitants of the city left their homes one after another, heading in the direction of the main street.

"Junzi, what happened in the city, is it that Fanzi is coming to attack the city?"

The old king was puzzled, didn't the newspaper say that the loyal and righteous army had attacked the city and restored many places in Hedong for a while, why were the people so sad that they wept bitterly?

Besides, when he came back from outside the city, he didn't see any sign of Fanzi coming to attack the city.

"Second Uncle Wang, you don't know that Wang Xianggong is coming to Taiyuan City today!"

Junko was sweating profusely, and her face couldn't hide the excitement on her face.

"The villagers are going to see Wang Xianggong on the street, so I'm going to inform the others. The last time I saw Wang Xianggong, it was two years ago!"

The old king was dumbfounded, he reacted, and he didn't care about greeting his family, so he walked out into the street, his steps were agile, not at all like an old man who was nearly sixty years old.

He came out into the street, which was already crowded with people.

The sergeants stood along the street, three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, all with solemn faces, trying their best to maintain order and prevent the excited and restless people from rushing into the streets.

The old king squeezed in, and with the people, they all stretched their necks and looked at the gate of the city.

"Meet the Prime Minister!"

At the south gate of Taiyuan City, Zhang Xian and a group of generals of the loyal and righteous army were waiting here, and when they saw Wang Song coming, everyone bowed down together, and many people shed tears.

"Brothers, how are you doing?"

Wang Song dismounted, took a step forward, and held up the arms of Zhang Xian, Wang Yan and others.

"Brother Niu, you have gray hair."

When passing by Niu Gao's side, Wang Song grabbed his arm and couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Back to Xianggong, this is all about missing Xianggong. Although the minister can rest assured, if he wants to march and fight, I Niu Gao is still willing to serve as a striker. ”

Niu Gao's words made Wang Song nod frequently.

"Yelu Gan, Lin Feng, let you be wronged!"

Wang Song turned his head

, patted Wang Yan's arm.

"Brother Wang Yan, I thank you on behalf of the brothers of the Loyal Army."

Wang Yan shook it to the end and said loudly: "Wang Yan is a loyal soldier, and he has seen each other!"

"Well, my loyal and righteous brothers, they are all good men who take care of each other and serve the country and the people. I thank you for the people of the two rivers!"

Wang Song stood in the middle of the crowd and said loudly: "The imperial court has abandoned the land of the two rivers and the tens of millions of people in the two rivers, but my loyal army cannot give up. Die of righteousness, for the country and the people, and resist the enslavement and aggression of foreign races, as long as there is a word "righteousness" in the chest and the people, the brothers are all men who stand up to the sky and the earth, and they are real warriors. ”

Everyone was in high spirits, and they bowed together: "Follow the teachings of the Prime Minister!"

Wang Song got on his horse and shouted, "Brothers, let's go into the city!"

The old king was restless in the crowd, and looked in the direction of the south gate until his neck was sore, and he did not see anyone entering.

The guards on duty saw that he was old, so they placed him in the front row.

The people were anxiously waiting, and when they were impatient, suddenly a knight in front of them came in from the city gate, beat his horse forward, and shouted loudly: "The prince is here, brothers keep their positions!"

The people were restless, they turned their heads to look at the south gate, only to see countless iron horses opening the way, Wang Song sitting on a war horse, surrounded by ironclad guards, dragons and tigers, very majestic.

The guards on both sides of the street stood as straight as the spears in their hands, and their faces turned red.

The enthusiastic people were excited, and everyone turned red and began to shout: "Long live the prince!"

The old king also stretched his neck, and shouted loudly with the people: "Long live the prince!"

The streets were full of tsunamis, and the people waved their arms and shook desperately. Wang Song was full of smiles, waved to the people frequently, and shouted loudly: "The villagers have suffered!"

"Long live Wang Xianggong! Long live Wang Xianggong!"

The crowd that answered was in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

The welcoming people were excited, cheering loudly, and this situation also made the hearts of the generals behind them fluctuate and could not help themselves.

Some people are already fantasizing that one day the loyal and righteous soldiers will come to the world, and Wang Song will ascend the throne, and he will be the minister of the dragon. Many people involuntarily puffed up their chests, and their hearts burned with pride.

"Liu Xingping, how do you feel in this situation?"

Wang Song sat on his horse and turned to Liu Xingping, who was flushed, and asked.

I haven't seen him for two years, and Liu Xingping has grown tall and strong. It seems that the training in the army has made him reborn.

"Xianggong, in the future, I will lead thousands of troops and horses, crisscross thousands of miles, open up the territory, and be a big hero like Xianggong."

"Good!"

Wang Song glanced at Liu Xingping, who was excited, nodded and said: "This world is very big, you should go outside to see, the stars and the sea should be your life." Perhaps, it will also become the land of China in the future, and you can also spread Chinese culture there, including the Chinese tea ceremony. ”

Liu Xingping nodded heavily, in his heart, what Xianggong said, he would be regarded as Guigao.

"Long live the Loyal Volunteers!"

"Long live Wang Xianggong!"

Until Wang Song disappeared from sight, the shouts still came and went, the people were still excited, and everyone was reluctant to leave.

The old king was stunned, reluctant, shook his head and left.

With Wang Song, the world is peaceful, what kind of bullshit Song Dynasty court, and what bullshit Song Dynasty emperor.

Without Wang Song, the people would have to endure many hardships and sins. Those emperors and scholars, how can they care about their fine clothes and food.

In the eyes of the old king, in the world of Zhao and Song, it is really more appropriate to let Wang Song sit.