Longde Palace, the Duanwang Mansion before the accession of Emperor Zhao Ji of the Great Song Dynasty, is located in the north of the imperial city and is connected to the imperial city by a sandwich city.

At nightfall, the sky is gloomy, the snowflakes are fluttering, the cold wind is cold, the lanterns at the gate of Longde Palace are fluttering in the wind, the Zhu Gate is closed, there is not even a sergeant stationed there, the whole Longde Palace is empty, there are not a few subordinates and maids, and everywhere is gloomy and desolate.

The sound of fighting outside the city and the cheers of the people kept coming, and in the bedroom, an old man with gray sideburns, thin and haggard, about fifty years old, sat up from the bed tremblingly.

Seeing the old man get up, the palace people hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man get out of bed, and came to the chair and sat down. The old man asked weakly, "What happened outside?" Could it be that the Jurchens have come in?"

The palace man said with a fluttering eyebrow: "Emperor Daojun, it's not the Jurchens who have come in!" It's that our army has won a great victory, annihilating tens of thousands of people, and the people are celebrating! ”

Daojun was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and said in a hurry: "The seed master is dead, the seed master Dao is gone, and there are still sergeants who can fight." These ministers, the Great Song Dynasty is about to die, and they still dare to deceive people now!"

"Daojun Emperor, it's true!"

What else did the palace people say, but a voice sounded outside, and then several women walked in, both girls and children, and the first one was Zhao Duofu, the emperor of Roufu.

"Daddy, are you used to living here? Yuanzhu and I brought you some food, it's still hot, you can eat a little. ”

Zhao Duofu glanced at the deserted room, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little sour.

The old man in front of him is Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, the famous "Son of Heaven" in the history of the Great Song Dynasty, but he has now abdicated and become the emperor, and he usually calls himself a Taoist monarch or a sect leader.

Zhao Ji stood up with the support of his daughters, frowned and said, "Yuanyuan, why haven't you escaped from the palace yet, what are you still doing here?" If the Jurchens break Bianliang City, you will all suffer!"

In history, the 21 daughters of Song Huizong had very tragic endings.

During the Jingkang Rebellion, the Jurchen sergeant camp was set up in Liujia Temple outside Bianliang City, and Zhao Ji had three daughters sent over and were tortured to death by the Jurchens. The Jurchens broke through Bianliang, 10 daughters were forcibly occupied by the Jin generals, several were tortured to death, and the other endings were not good.

The other eight daughters were sent to the Huanyi Yuan, the official brothel of the Jurchens, a place for the pleasure of dignitaries and dignitaries.

Although Song Huizong is incompetent, as a parent, he will always love his children. Don't you know that now the city of Tokyo is surrounded by people, and there is no hope of escaping.

Zhao Duofu shook his head and said, "Daddy, don't worry, now that the loyal army in Hedong has entered the city, the Jurchens can't break through Tokyo City." Daddy doesn't have to worry about us, but he should pay attention to his body!"

Zhao Yuanzhu also said: "Yes, Daddy, you don't have to worry!" Today, the Loyal and Righteous Army killed tens of thousands of Jurchen soldiers, and the Jurchens were full of farts and urine, and suffered heavy casualties.

"Tens of thousands of Jurchen sergeants?"

Zhao Ji was shocked, turned his head suddenly, and said sharply: "Yuanzhu, don't talk nonsense, but you saw this battle with your own eyes?"

Zhao Yuanzhu was taken aback, and when she saw her father's serious face, she hurriedly whispered: "The child didn't see it with her own eyes, but Yuanyuan's sister was on the city wall with her eldest brother today and witnessed the entire battle with her own eyes." Yuanyuan, hurry up and tell your daddy!"

Seeing his father's gaze sweeping towards him, Zhao Defu couldn't help but shake his head. She was originally a lazy person, but today she has been pestered by the sisters and aunts of the harem, the queen and concubines for an afternoon, and now her father is asking about this matter again, which makes her feel a little helpless.

"Yuanyuan, you told Daddy, is it true that the Jurchens were killed and injured by tens of thousands?"

Zhao Ji's pale face suddenly became ruddy, and his breathing was a little short.

Zhao Duofu nodded and said softly: "Daddy, it's true." Today, the children and the eldest brother, as well as a group of ministers, witnessed the battle between the loyal and righteous army and the Jurchens on the Xuanhua Gate, and thousands of troops and horses charged and killed, which was really hearty and exciting!"

"What the hell is going on, Yuanyuan, you want to kill your father in a hurry!"

Zhao Ji suddenly urged. The sisters next to her also opened their eyes wide and pricked up their ears.

"Daddy, the two sides fought for more than an hour, and the loyal army lost six or seven thousand people, and the Jurchen army suffered tens of thousands of casualties. When the loyal army entered the city, they also brought the corpses of their companions, the seriously wounded, and captured horses, armor, and other items into the city. The Jurchens were in hot pursuit, but they didn't dare to step forward. Daddy, that's what it looks like!"

Zhao Duofu said helplessly, but Wang Song's appearance floated in his mind.

"Yuanyuan, are you talking about the field battle outside the Xuanhua Gate?"

Zhao Ji's eyes widened, he almost couldn't believe his ears, he knew what the forbidden army in Bianliang City was like. With those looks, you can also fight with the Jin Army?

Zhao Jihu was suspicious, shook his head and said: "When did my Great Song Dynasty have a rebel army fighting with the Jurchens, Yuanyuan, you won't be lying to your father, right?"

"Daddy, how could I lie to you!"

Zhao Duofu shook his head helplessly and said: "The Hedong Loyal and Righteous Army has six or seven thousand cavalry, and they use a large number of firearms, such as earth-shaking thunder, which explodes very powerfully. Several generals of the Loyal and Righteous Army are particularly extraordinary, they all have the courage of ten thousand people, and the commander Wang Song is even more courageous, and the Jurchens are invincible, and it is difficult to provoke them!"

"That's true, Daddy!"

Zhao Yuanzhu said excitedly: "The leader of the Loyal and Righteous Army is called Wang Song, I heard that he is only 20 years old, he is a native of Henan Province, holding an iron gun of dozens of catties, and the Jurchens who beat him are ghosts crying wolves and howling, and farts and urine flow. There are a few fierce generals under him, such as the Golden Gun General, the Sai Fan Xu, and the Hum Ha General, all of whom are extremely powerful, and one is worth a hundred, so they can kill the Jurchens and flee in all directions!"

"I see, there are such fierce generals in the world!"

Zhao Ji nodded, and then his face turned rosy.

"If the field can deal with the Jurchens, there will naturally be no problem in defending the city. It seems that the Jurchen soldiers have suffered 20,000 or 30,000 casualties, but it is really possible!"

He is the monarch of a country, and he knows some common sense in military affairs more or less, but he is not ignorant.

Zhao Jingu and Zhao Jinling came up and persuaded together: "Daddy, you better eat something first!"

Zhao Ji touched the heads of the two young girls, nodded and said, "Okay, daddy eat something." Did you two write, did you play secretly?"

Zhao Jingu was a little older, nodded and said, "Daddy, the child has been writing, and I memorized two Tang poems today." The aunts in the harem all praise the children for their good backs!"

Zhao Ji nodded, feeling that he was indeed hungry in his stomach, and drank the porridge in a big gulp.

Zhao Duofu couldn't help but sigh secretly, everyone scolded his father for being mediocre and cowardly, if it weren't for today's victory, my father probably wouldn't have had an appetite, and he was still scared.

Since the siege of the Jurchens, the concubines of the harem have been washing their faces with tears all day long, and today they finally regained a little vitality and laughter, all of which are attributed to that Wang Song.

Zhao Ji had just eaten two bites, and a woman's voice suddenly sounded outside, and a woman walked in.

"Is the Emperor Taishang here, is the Emperor Roufu here?"

Zhao Duofu greeted him happily, grabbed the woman's hand, and said happily: "Sister Zhe, why are you here now, we have been waiting for you for an afternoon!"

Zheyuexiu stepped forward to greet Zhao Ji, and then replied: "I'm afraid you are waiting for my good news!" From afternoon to dusk, I have been fighting with Fanzi on the city wall. I went to look for you just now, and I knew that you had come to the Emperor, so I followed. ”

Zhao Yuanzhu said enviously: "Fold the little lady, I heard that you followed the "Saibawang" all the way, killed from Hedong to Luoyang, and then to Tokyo. You fight with those fans, are they terrible? I heard that they usually eat raw meat and drink human blood, is it really that terrible?"

"It's as terrible as you say! The Jurchens also have two arms and a big head, and if they cut him off, they will still die. ”

Zheyuexiu said with a smile: "I follow General Wang, and I rarely go to the battlefield to fight. Emperor Roufu also saw it today, and today she fought with Fanzi outside the Xuanhua Gate, and she was lucky enough to kill a few soldiers. In fact, the people who fought with them were all soldiers of the loyal army, and they were amazing!"

Emperor Renfu Ji Zhao Xiangyun said timidly: "I heard that the soldiers under General Wang are all three-headed and six-armed, and they can soar through the clouds and fog, is this true?"

Everyone laughed, and Zhao Ji was also a good person.

Zhe Yuexiu said: "Renfu Emperor, most of the loyal and righteous soldiers are young men, although they haven't read much, they look good, but after years of fighting, their skin is rough and dark!"

Zhao Ji coughed until his daughters stopped talking, and then asked, "Little lady, how is the battle situation in the afternoon, and what is the morale of the soldiers?"

After drinking a bowl of porridge and knowing that the battle situation on the front line was good, Zhao Ji finally calmed down at this moment.

"Return to the Emperor!"

Zheyuexiu said: "From afternoon to dusk, the three city walls in the northeast, east and west are full of fierce battles. Our army suffered another six or seven thousand casualties, and the Jurchen sergeants suffered more than 10,000 casualties. Now the morale of the capital is high, and the people have volunteered to help the soldiers defend the city, and General Wang has replenished the number of soldiers on the city wall. Don't worry about it!"

"Good, good, good!"

After saying three good words in a row, Zhao Ji couldn't help but stand up, swept away the decadent dragon bell in front of him, and had a bit of fairy wind bones.

"Fold the little lady, I want to see this General Wang, do you think it?"

Zhao Ji asked earnestly.

Zhi Yuexiu's face was embarrassed, in case it aroused the emperor's displeasure and suspicion, she nodded and said: "Emperor Taishang, I can only pass this on to General Wang, as for whether he will come, the slave family can't guarantee it!"

Zhao Ji nodded, and suddenly asked, "Folded little lady, is this Wang Song really just a martial artist?"

Zheyuexiu groaned for a while, took out a piece of paper from her arms, put it on the table, and said:

"Emperor Taishang, this poem was written by Wang Song, what kind of person he is, you can see at a glance."

Zhao Ji looked at it fixedly, his eyes lit up, and Zhao Duofu couldn't help but read it softly.

“…… Thirty years of fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, don't wait for idleness, the young man's head is white......"