On June 28, the first year of Jianyan of the Great Song Dynasty, the imperial court of the Great Song Dynasty moved the capital to Jiankang Mansion.

Outside the East Water Gate, on the Sui embankment on both sides of the Bianhe River, the willows are stacked in rows, and the wind blows the willow catkins, rising like smoke.

On the bank of the Bianhe River, under the willows, there are dense and kneeling people outside Bianjing. Some people kowtow repeatedly, some people howled and cried, some people scolded, and everyone had different expressions, but their hearts were all panicked.

On both sides, the forbidden army was like a great enemy, and the people were scolding, pushing, pushing and shoving. The people who follow the rules on weekdays are not afraid at all, and they fight with the forbidden army, and from time to time people are arrested, and the scene is a mess.

The Jin people ravaged the Central Plains, the land of Hedong and Hebei was full of holes, Jingdong and Lianghuai were full of gunsmoke, and the people thought that the Song Dynasty, which had recovered a little vitality, would make great efforts to resist the enemy bravely. Who knew that the new emperor abdicated and the old emperor ascended the throne, but in exchange for a letter of edict to move the capital to Jiangnan, and the move of the capital came so quickly that it was dizzying.

The imperial court moved its capital to the south of the Yangtze River, and they, the people of the north, became rootless duckweed and catkins in the wind. This Emperor Song really abandoned them!

Tens of thousands of elite people of the imperial court, escorting hundreds of ships full of royal relatives, scholars and officials, covered the entire Bianhe River, and headed for the southeast.

"The court of the dog day, the official family of the dog day, useless things!"

"My Great Song Dynasty, you left your subjects like this!"

"After ceding the two rivers, the next step is Tokyo City, you might as well give it to Fanzi!"

On the banks of the Bianhe River, countless people gathered densely, and the people were either filled with righteous indignation, or gloomy and sad, or crying out in pain, or pointing fingers, sad, disappointed, and indignant, and some people even picked up stones on the ground and threw them at the passing boats.

The sergeant on duty next to him hurriedly stepped forward to stop the violence of the civilians. The two sides first pulled and pulled, and then began to fight, and the scene was chaotic.

On the city wall of the East Water Gate of Bianjing City, Liu Cao, the concubine of Liu Yanzong, the secretary of the Privy Council, and the envoy of Wanyan Zongbi, was accompanied by Li Ruoshui, the general judge of Kaifeng Prefecture, and looked at the boats slowly moving on the river with great interest.

"Li Tongju, I'm just curious, when Emperor Song went south, how could he leave you, the minister of the humerus of the imperial court, in this place of right and wrong, don't you feel cold?"

Liu Cao's question, Li Ruoshui's face was calm, and he didn't seem to be affected by the relocation of the capital.

"Liu Yuanjun, Tokyo City is still the territory of my Great Song Dynasty. I stand on my own land, and what is the chill of my heart? But you, every day with Hu Lu, speaking the Jurchen words, eating alive, watching the Jurchens slaughter their own people, have you ever felt at ease?"

The words were light, and Li Ruoshui's heart was full of pain. The land of the two rivers was cut when it was said that it was cut, and the hearts of millions of people were also cold.

Liu Cao said coldly: "Good birds choose trees to perch, virtuous ministers choose masters and things, and heroes have been judged by success or failure since ancient times." If we follow the Song court, just like today, we are as panicked as a lost dog, wouldn't it be the work of a wise man?"

Li Ruoshui was-for-tat, and said loudly: "Sure enough, it is the twilight of the dynasty, and the master is the one who chooses the matter." Don't you know that the reincarnation of heaven and the way of heaven will one day, the Han people will get back what they have lost!"

He pointed to Qingcheng outside the east wall of the city, and there was a hint of banter in his eyes.

"Liu Yuanjun, Qingcheng outside the south gate is the place where your father Liu Yanzong was buried that day. In a big battle that day, Wanyan Zongwang was killed, the Jurchen army suffered heavy casualties, and all the ministers of the old Liao were almost killed by Wang Song.

"Wang Song is dead, speaking of which, it is still the credit of your great Song scholars, thank you here!"

Liu Caotie's face turned blue and replied coldly.

Li Ruoshui's face was gloomy, and he also flicked his sleeves, withdrew a few steps, and turned his face towards him

Outside the city, watch the ships heading south.

On the Bianhe River, among the boats, suddenly, a goshawk flew out of a cabin, spread its wings and flew into the sky, arousing the side eyes of countless people.

A head with a hanging leg stretched out, looked at the goshawk that had already flown into the air, and quickly retracted its head.

Two of the boats had too deep a draft, and the cries of the women and the shouts of the men were heard, and something was constantly being thrown from the boats. Exquisite and precious tables, chairs and furniture, unique stones and jade, bundles of silk, all kinds of glass cups, and all kinds of potted plants with exotic flowers and flowers are sprinkled everywhere on the river.

In particular, there were countless cockfighting dogs, which were also thrown out of the cabin, screaming miserably on the surface of the river, and making a mess.

The people on the shore were stunned at first, and then they pointed to the boats and cursed, and some people picked up stones and clods and threw them into the river, which was too far away, only to return countless splashes.

When the boats departed, many people rushed to the river to salvage the various valuables that were stagnant on the river and scattered throughout the bay.

Liu Cao was dumbfounded, and it took a while to react, pointing to the distant ship, and laughing.

"What a Great Song Dynasty, a good group of imperial relatives, and a good Huanghuang scholar! Qinglou Tianzi Eagle Dog Minister, so good, good and good, what a Southern Dynasty romance!"

After Liu Cao finished laughing, he looked at Li Ruoshui, whose face was flushed, his eyes rolled, and his tone calmed down.

"Li Tongju, the Song Emperor is like this, the Great Song Dynasty is like this, with his talent, it can really be described as a pearl secret investment. Why don't you serve the Great Jin Dynasty, be a minister of the same palace, appease the people, recruit displaced people, and calm the place, wouldn't it be better than those Huanghuang scholars and doctors?"

"Scholars and doctors also have the courtesy of the imperial court, and the Son of Heaven is favorable. That like Er's ministers, behind the barbarian tribe, wagging their tails and begging for mercy, groveling, willing to drive for foreign races, sad and lamentable, pitiful and shameful. ”

Li Ruoshui's face turned red, and he choked coldly, and then turned his head.

"What a stubborn and unrepentant death! You ......"

Liu Cao was annoyed and ashamed, and he was speechless for a while.

After a while, he replied coldly: "When I fled, I was still able to be so free and easy, carrying dogs and eagles, gold and silver jewelry, silk and satin, and personal belongings, all of which were missing, but I only forgot the millions of people in Lianghe and hundreds of thousands of Bailishu in Bianjing. The Great Song Dynasty is good!"

Li Ruoshui's face turned pale, and he no longer spoke.

What these imperial relatives and ministers of civil and military affairs have done today can be said to have completely lost the support of the people and become the laughing stock of the world. The face of the Great Song Dynasty was gone.

I am afraid that in the future, the people of this northern land will be disheartened, and there will be no more Great Song Dynasty court in their hearts.

Not only in the north, but also in Bianjing and Gyeonggi!

"It is advisable to hang the head of the barbarian mansion on the street to show thousands of miles. Those who commit strong men will be punished even if they are far away!"

A man in white clothes and shoes looked up to the sky along the bank of the Bianhe River and sighed, chattering in his mouth, sometimes high and sometimes low, like crazy, causing a burst of sideways glances from others.

"Wherever the rivers go, the sun shines, they are all Han soil. The land of Han is all fishy, and my life is ruined!"

After the scholar shouted loudly, under the amazed gaze of everyone, he suddenly jumped forward, jumped into the rolling torrent, and sank into the water in an instant, without a trace of struggle.

A few young men in short clothes and narrow shirts on the shore wanted to save them, but they could no longer see the traces where the scholar was, so they could only look at the surging river, shaking their heads and sighing.

Some men in rough robes scattered paper money along the banks of the Bianhe River, crying loudly, as if they were mourning.

"Zhan Zhan Bianshui is full of maples. The eyes are extremely thousand, and the heart is sad. The soul returns, mourning Hebei! The Great Song Dynasty is dead, the Great Song Dynasty is dead! ”

The scholars sang a long song and cried, like weeping and complaining, those who heard it were compassionate, and those who listened wept, and the forbidden army stationed on patrol stepped forward to arrest people, but

Separated by an angry populace.

"There is a kind of going to fight and oppress the people, and you scumbags will be in the nest!"

"I know all day long that I am looting money and harming the people, what is the use of asking you dog thieves!"

In the pushing, shoving, and shoving, the sergeants knocked over several civilians, but it caused public anger, and several sergeants fled in a hurry under the punches and kicks of the people, their noses were blue and their faces were swollen.

The crowd of the people cheered at the soldiers who fled in a hurry, and then left in disarray, which was very boring.

They have all been abandoned by the imperial court, and what interest is there there. Zhao Ji, the son of Qinglou, expects him to lead the king to fight back, which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Go, shrink in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, sleep with a woman and give birth to a child, poetry and wine, take advantage of the youth. The people of the Northland, fend for themselves and strive for self-improvement.

"General judgment, this is today's newspaper."

Li Ruoshui took the newspaper, opened it, and couldn't help but feel excited.

"The collapse of Zhezong, Zhao Ji has not been established, and the minister Zhang Dun said that he can not rule the world lightly. The death of Liaotian fraud, Zhang Jueju Pingzhou returned, and the good heir thought that he would lose his trust in Jin, and he would be insulted by foreign countries. Make Song not set up Zhao Ji, not accept Zhang Jue, although Jin is strong, how can he provoke Song Zai! The reason for Zhao Ji's misconduct of the country, relying on his private wisdom and Xiaohui, his intentions were biased, he reprimanded the righteous people, and approached the traitors. There are six thieves such as Cai Jing and Tong Guan in the front, and Geng Nanzhong and Qin Hui in the back. Monarchs and ministers are arrogant, neglecting national politics, and doing nonsense every day. Since the ancients, the king of the ancients was discouraged by playthings, indulged in lust and defeated, and rarely died, Zhao Ji was very angry. ”

Li Ruoshui's heart was beating in shock, his forehead was covered with sweat, and before he knew it, his chest and back were wet.

"The monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty are selfish and selfish. Taizu's usurpation of Zhou is selfish for his own use, and Taizong's killing of his brother and nephew is especially the ultimate of selfishness. The actions of the monarch are like this, so the result of the development of the party struggle later became a violent struggle, the party struggled with the party, and the party also struggled. And at the end of it, so are the generals. Wang Song led the army to the north to reinforce Fuzhou, Zhang Shuye and Qin Hui's generation did not send troops, and they could ask for self-protection behind closed doors, so there was a disaster in Fuzhou, and tens of thousands of elites were destroyed in one fell swoop. Song is on the verge of death, and the minister is still trying to be selfish and happy, and he will not move south! ”

Li Ruoshui was watching in horror. There were countless casualties among the Hedong Loyal and Righteous Army, but fortunately, he did not mention it in the newspapers, otherwise he would have been famous all over the world.

Liu Cao laughed out loud on the city wall. It turned out that he also took a newspaper, and he read it with vigor and interest.

"Arrogant and lascivious, lustful and sensual, frivolous can't rule the world. Such a person can also reign in the world, and there are so many shameless people to follow, this newspaper is really to the point, and it is very happy! ”

With a smile on his face, he read aloud.

"Then the high-ranking officials are generous, clothed and fed, and if they give up, they will lose all their money and power, and they will have nothing. Doctor Huanghuang, it turns out that he does not love the people of the world, he only loves the king, he only loves himself, and he only loves the power in his hands. Eye-opening, eye-opening!"

Liu Caozhi was full of joy and joy, and Li Ruoshui's face was blue and extremely angry.

"Die, a bunch of shit, never come back!"

"Get out, get out of the way, next time you're going to go overseas!"

On both sides of the Bianhe River, the people scolded and scolded, reluctantly left, and went to the city, and everyone turned back one step at a time to say goodbye to the Great Song Dynasty royal family in their minds.

The official ship gradually left, disappearing from sight far away, and countless people began to board the ship one after another, waving goodbye to their relatives and friends, and leaving with the official ship.

Obviously, not many people in the Great Song Dynasty had the confidence to stay in this southward move. Leave with the official ship, and there will be a good response along the way.

At sunset, the walls of Tokyo, which have never been repaired, are desolate and dilapidated in the afterglow, and it is sad to look at.