In March of the second year of the Great Song Dynasty, late at night, the Beijing Daimyo Mansion, Qingning Palace.

The house was brightly lit, and Wang Song was still in the room, burying his head in front of him.

It was a long time before he stretched out, leaned back in his chair wearily, and narrowed his eyes.

The Jurchens went south, raided various places, captured Yangzhou, and marched into Shaanxi. All kinds of news kept coming, Liu Yu was called emperor, Zhai Jin was killed in battle, the Song family moved south to Lin'an Mansion, ceded the north of the Huai River, and Zhang Jun served as the envoy of Sichuan and Shaanxi and stationed in Jingzhao Mansion......

All kinds of things came one after another, the world was turbulent, and the situation changed so quickly that he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

It can be said that history has departed from its original track and become unfamiliar, which makes him a little confused.

All parts of the country are in war, and the land of the two rivers is in full swing, only Shaanxi is safe and sound, and there is quite a taste of "no war on the northern front".

After several battles, both physically and psychologically, Wang Song had a deep sense of helplessness and disgust.

The court is deceitful, pointing to the deer as a horse, arrogant, cowardly and incompetent; The local incorruptibility is shameful, the Qin twilight, and the wind makes the rudder; The Jin people are tyrannical and unreasonable, the iron horses are vertical and horizontal, and the soldiers are flourishing; The people were covered with bones, corpses, displaced, hungry and cold......

The cowardice of the people is the result of the enslavement of the court and scholars for a long time, and the arrogance and incompetence of the scholars are the inevitable consequences of "the king and the scholars ruling the world together".

What is Ouyang Xiu, Su Shi, and Qin Hui for, while the robes and scarves, leisurely strolls, and poems and eulogies, are the painful and sad moans of the people of the Great Song Dynasty under the iron hooves of the alien race......

Wang Song sighed softly, it seems that politics is really not something that ordinary people like himself can play!

The three towns in the north have now all been recovered by the loyal army, and the number of troops has reached sixty or seventy thousand.

The weather is about to turn hot, and after the loyal army has rested, they still have to fight out. You can't wait for the weather to turn cool, and the Jurchens will attack the country again. Whenever you want, you should plan ahead. Gou An's status quo will only sit back and wait for the fighter to be delayed.

Chong Guan was angry, he luckily rescued Zhao Duofu, and how to place her has also become a major concern for him.

If he wants him to bow to the Great Song Dynasty, he himself is not willing to say it, and so will his subordinates. But in any case, Zhao Ji is his nominal father-in-law, otherwise how to explain that he desperately saved Zhao Duofu back.

These days, he often visits Zhao Duofu, and after getting along for a long time, he gradually accepts the woman in front of him from his heart.

In addition to being knowledgeable, gentle and moving, what is even more rare is that Zhao Duofu has no arrogance, is approachable and amiable, and even the guards around Wang Song love her sincerely.

As for the generals and staff members in his army, they all have different thoughts. Some people are worried that he will be entangled with the royal family of the Great Song Dynasty again, and some people are happy to see it happen, after all, they are all courtiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and they still have such feelings for their homeland.

As for his confidants, military and political dignitaries, they are all worried at the moment. They were worried that Wang Song's move would not only be useless to the Northern Expedition and the resistance to Jin, but would also dissipate the hearts of his subordinates.

Some people are loyal to the court, they are proud, they are complacent, and they fantasize that one day they can return to the rule of the court and be at peace. After all, for thousands of years, the Confucian idea of loyalty to the monarch and patriotism is still deeply rooted in the heart. Even a hero like Yue Wumu is no exception.

In the land of the two rivers, military and political personnel come from different backgrounds, and there are not a few people who have ghosts in their hearts and those who are suspicious of riding the wall. Not to mention that there are still some court officials, the prefect of Kaide Mansion, Quan Bangyan, and even the prefect of Zhongshan Mansion, Chen Yu, all of whom openly and secretly do not respect Wang Song's orders, but are loyal to the Great Song Dynasty.

However, Wang Song can't do anything to them. Otherwise, his prestige in the hearts of the people will inevitably decline rapidly, and the Jin people can sit and watch in order to reap the benefits.

For the Jin people, Wang Song has never had any reluctance. In life, all you need is a little courage.

Thinking of how those scholars, forbidden soldiers, and ordinary people were afraid of gold like tigers and talked about golden changes, Wang Song couldn't help but scoff.

The courage in the blood of the Song people went there

If you pay too much attention to the purity of your own thoughts, and you are tired of the deceitful and dangerous battles, it can only lead to the innocent sacrifice of your subordinates and the unnecessary losses of the loyal army.

He also has to lead countless hot-blooded men to pierce the black fog of the times and continue to move forward, how can there be the pathos of capsizing halfway!

A pair of soft wattles rested on his head and gently massaged it. Wang Song squinted his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then he opened his eyes and gently grabbed the hands of the person who came.

"Princess, why are you here?"

It's so late, and there is no rest at the moment, it seems that Zhao Duofu is also preoccupied.

Zhao Duofu walked over from behind the chair, sat on Wang Song's lap, stroked his face, and said softly: "Xianggong, I know that you haven't slept so late, so the concubine will come over to see what you are busy with."

After a few months of recuperation, Zhao Duofu has fully recovered, and his face has its original look. It seems that the nourishment of love is especially important for a woman.

After a few months of grinding on the ears and temples, the two of them were already hugging each other, and the last layer of window paper was not pierced.

Even this title is a nickname that only the little lover has in private. is like the young people who are in love with adultery in later generations, calling each other "husband" and "wife", even in front of people.

Wang Song led his troops south and broke through Xuzhou City, and Zhao Duofu Yiran was already his guest of honor. Not only did the people not have any gossip, but a voice of appreciation, and the people lamented the joys and sorrows between the lovers, as well as the hard-won happiness.

In troubled times, the people like the love stories of being displaced, stronger than gold, and reunited, rather than talented and beautiful women who are rich and splendid. And Wang Song, an anti-gold hero, and Zhao Duofu, a down-and-out princess, satisfy the curiosity of the people.

"Oh, that's our story."

Zhao Duofu's face turned red, and he picked up a newspaper on the table, but was attracted by an article titled "Xianggong is angry and blushing, and the infatuated princess is finally saved".

The article tells the story of the princess who earned her freedom, went thousands of miles north, disguised herself but fell into a den of thieves, and the princess waved his troops south to save the princess from the cage.

I don't know if it was instructed by Wang Song, this article is sharply written, the plot is ups and downs, but it is real, the time, characters, places, and even the details are depicted without missing anything.

Although the names of Wang Song and Zhao Duofu are not mentioned in the article, everyone knows that the Xianggong can only be Wang Song, and Zhao Duofu is the only princess of the Great Song Dynasty who went north.

"Princess, are you all well-nourished?"

Wang Song asked with concern. The other party called himself intimately, but Wang Song was not used to such an intimate title.

"Xianggong, it's already good!"

Zhao Duofu leaned on Wang Song's arms and said coquettishly: "Look at it, the whole person is fat, clumsy, ugly!"

Wang Song laughed, and involuntarily joked: "Let me see, it's all fat there!"

Zhao Duofu sat on Wang Song's lap, feeling the heat from the other party's buttocks, Wang Song couldn't help but hug the woman's waist tightly, and his hand also reached into Zhao Duofu's clothes and groped up.

The tentacles were soft and swollen, and I almost couldn't hold them. Wang Song couldn't help but praise in his heart. Zhao Duofu looks soft and weak on the outside, but he is quite material on the inside.

"Princess, last time you asked Brother Zhang Heng to say that you didn't fail me, what do you mean?"

Under the attack of Wang Song's demonic hand, Zhao Duofu was already out of breath, his eyes were rolling, and he seemed to be dripping water.

In recent months, although the two have often been together, Wang Song seems to have never been so presumptuous as today, which makes her want to stop and be fascinated.

"The concubine is already a public person, how can she lose herself to others. Even if you were married to a woman, you still ...... Innocent!"

Looking at Zhao Duofu's extremely shy appearance, Wang Song's heart had another layer of respect. He gently bit Zhao Duofu's ear and said solemnly: "Wang Song swears to the sky that he will never live up to the princess in this life!" If you break this oath, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!"

Zhao Duofu let Wang Song act recklessly, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Mutual affection, the slave family is grateful!" It would be great if the elder sister of the folded family was here!"

Wang Song was shocked in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Wang Song, how can he make you so worried." As for the little lady, I have built a mound for her on the mountain, and if you have time, go and pay your respects. It's also a whole of affection between your sisters!"

Zhao Duofu promised in a low voice, but his mouth said: "Xianggong, then Zhao Ruolan Zhao Little Lady, how should you deal with it?"

Wang Song shook his head and smiled bitterly, and Zhao Ruolan's appearance was reflected in front of him, and he was suddenly lost.

"The sister of the Zhao family will never give up on me, and she saved my life. One day, I'll give him an explanation. ”

"What about the little yellow lady?"

"Everything goes with the flow. If it's fate, I will never fail her!"

"You see one loving one, and no one is left behind. However, this is the Wang Song I like, chivalrous and soft-hearted, responsible, and those wretches in the royal family are really not worth mentioning!"

"Princess, didn't you even scold your father?"

"Xianggong, don't mention him. You really can't open which pot to mention, your hand ...... It's bad!"

Zhao Duofu obediently fell into Wang Song's arms, hugged his neck, and let his lover caress him. When the love was so strong, she couldn't bear it anymore, and in turn, she hugged Wang Song and kissed back.

Zhao Duofu is a virgin, and Wang Song has not known the taste of meat for many years. Seeing that the skin of the woman in his arms was white and red, her eyes were like silk, her delicate voice was constant, and she looked weak and weak, the heat wave in Wang Song's heart was rolling and burning, and her whole body was hot.

"Princess, you and I have survived all the troubles, and it is not easy to be together. From today onwards, I will never let you suffer again!"

Wang Song said while kissing Zhao Duofu. In the final analysis, he is just a layman, and the story of the alliance between men and women will also be staged on him, especially when he can't stop.

"I still hope that the public will have mercy and will never give up!"

Wang Song's whole body was hot, he hugged Zhao Duofu, the two were entangled, panting, and walked towards the couch.

"I still hope to have mercy on the public!"

As if feeling the heat in Wang Song's eyes, Zhao Duofu hugged Wang Song tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

Wang Song's mouth was dry, he couldn't bear it anymore, and hugged the woman in front of him tightly.

Zhao Duofu was hot, she closed her eyes, and said softly: "Xianggong, the good night is short, and the slave family is all yours!"

"If there is a contradiction, the sky will thunder and thunder, and you will not be able to die!"

Wang Song also said solemnly.

The two entered the bed, and soon they were intertwined, and the bed sounded softly.

Jiang Hu outside the window listened carefully, shook his head with a slight smile, waved his hand to his younger brother, and hid in the darkness on the side.

In a small building opposite, Yang Zaixing, who was watching from the second floor, looked at the backs of the Jiang brothers, his brows tightened.

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