Thang Long City, the Royal Palace.

In the glorious dormitory in the past, there were no eunuchs in the palace, and Empress Lan Ying sat alone in front of the window, crying secretly.

His repeated forbearance and retreat finally failed to exchange for the prince's filial piety, but made him more and more intensified.

Recruiting troops to fight the Song Dynasty was like the last straw, crushing the already crumbling imperial power, and the collective defection of the generals made the East Palace completely control Thang Long City.

The huge palace was shaky, and under the betrayal of relatives, Queen Lan Ying hugged the little princess, unspeakably desolate and lonely.

At this time, I heard another commotion and fighting outside the palace, and a guard rushed in, "Oh no, the prince led his troops to force the palace, and he is about to attack it." ”

A bamboo sword shot through the guard's throat, his eyes exploded, and he died next to the queen. Empress Lan Ying screamed in surprise, not forgetting to cover her daughter's eyes.

Between the two pillars of mahogany, a group of guards suddenly rushed in and surrounded them.

After a while, everyone came out surrounded by Li Yanghuan, his face was full of hideous and terrifying smiles, looking at his queen mother.

The woman in front of her, who is more than ten years younger than herself, has pressed herself for so many years. It's all that old immortal thing, who can't wake up anymore, and doesn't let himself be imprisoned in the country. You've been an emperor for forty years, haven't you been enough? But I, the crown prince, have had enough, Li Yanghuan slowly pulled out his sword.

Licking the calf deeply, seeing that the prince was about to commit murder, Queen Lan Ying hugged her daughter tightly and asked, "Prince!" Don't you want the Tiger Seal! ”

Although the Jiaozhi Li Dynasty often invaded the Great Song Dynasty, they admired the culture of the Central Plains deep down, which can be seen from their imitation of the Central Plains everywhere. After the establishment of the Li Dynasty, the Temple of Literature was built, and the statues of Confucius, Zhou Gong, the "Four Matches" (Yan Hui, Zeng Shen, Kong Ling, Meng Ke) and the Seventy-two Sages were sculpted, and the four seasons were prescribed for sacrifices, and the crown prince was allowed to learn Confucian culture.

The tiger seal is similar to the jade seal of the Central Plains, which is carved with good Hetian white jade, with a lying tiger on the top, and eight big characters engraved below: "By the order of heaven, the emperor Shouchang".

When Li Yanghuan heard this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he pressed the sword inch by inch to her throat, and said sharply: "Hand over the Tiger Seal, Lonely King... No, it's me, I can spare this little slut from dying. ”

Empress Lan Ying was rarely stiff once, her poignant face was a little arrogant, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Unless you send us to Song Tu." ”

"Slut, you still want to collude with the Song people, come to someone, arrest me, torture me."

The guards swarmed up, knocked the mother and daughter to the ground, and then walked out of the palace with their arms crossed.

Li Yanghuan looked up to the sky and laughed, slowly stepped forward, and walked to the dragon couch.

The old emperor slept soundly, although he was sick all the year round, he used the best medicinal materials, and his maintenance was still white and fat.

Li Yanghuan was a little afraid, this person had suppressed himself for forty years, and he was his biological father.

Whether it is the respect of the crown prince or the royal Xuanhe, it was given to him by this person.

People say that tiger poison does not eat children, and even if the old emperor is not good in a thousand ways, he is okay with himself. He also knew that he had been a prince for too long, and he would inevitably have grievances, but he didn't do anything to himself. Just to protect himself, he supported a queen and tried to continue to suppress himself.

Li Yanghuan slowly approached, picked up his father's brocade quilt, squinted his eyes and said, "Father, my son is here for you." ”

His hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and the old emperor on the bed suddenly moved his eyelids, which frightened his hand and the sword fell to the ground.

The old emperor's eyes slowly opened, and he stared at the person in front of him for a while with some confused and cloudy eyes, and asked, "Emperor, why are you, the queen?" ”

"Father... The queen mother..."Li Yanghuan's hands and feet were cold, dazed, and his teeth chattered back and forth.

Behind him, several henchmen of the East Palace saw that the crown prince was so weak, if the old emperor came to his senses, wouldn't all these people be exterminated with him.

Du Yingwu, the former commander of the Zuo Qinwei Palace, stepped forward and said loudly: "Empress Lanying killed the king, my emperor died, please ask the crown prince to succeed to the throne." ”

The old emperor Li Qiande looked confused, he was lying here with a good dignity, why did he die?

Suddenly, Du Yingwu and several generals stepped forward, one of them held down one arm, and Du Yingwu held the pillow and suffocated the old emperor to death on the dragon couch.

The crown prince Li Yanghuan came to his senses at this time, and he was excited and scared.

"Please enthrone my emperor!"

Li Qiande's career as an emperor for more than 40 years came to an end, and he ascended the throne when he was seven years old.

At that time, his biological mother, Concubine Yilan Yuan, was jealous and instigated him to kill the Empress Dowager Shangyang and 76 maids. Later Vietnamese historians condemned: "How can you kill the queen and abuse the innocent, if you are cruel!" ”

Li Qiande, who ascended the throne in the bloody palace mutiny, was finally killed in the palace mutiny, dying at the hands of his son.

Li Yanghuan took away the pillow and saw that his father was dead, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"From now on, I will no longer be the prince..."Two lines of tears actually slipped down the cheeks of this wicked man who killed his father and mother.

In the dormitory, a large number of people knelt down at once, and shouted in unison: "Participate in my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”

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Less than three days after the death of the old emperor, the crown prince had already completed the enthronement ceremony.

The whole country did not have a trace of grief, and there was even some celebratory atmosphere in the palace.

The lanterns are colorful, and a tassel palace lamp is hung every few steps, just like daytime, and there are all kinds of delicacies, wine, melons and vegetables on a few black tables, which are dazzling.

Li Yanghuan clapped his hands gently, and two rows of musicians rushed in, lined up on both sides, holding the piano and playing the flute at the same time, and eight other drummers gathered around the four giant drums.

Li Yanghuan waved the sleeves of his robe, the crisp drum beat sounded, and a row of black-clothed swordsmen poured into the entrance, all of them were women in black satin belts with hair tied and black gauze masks, the drums sounded, and the sword light flowed.

The surrounding civil officials and military generals were drunk and applauded in oblivion. The whole dynasty is up and down, how can there be a little grief of the dead emperor, and he doesn't even do a face-saving thing.

Gu Beihai was mixed in, with a hint of disdain hidden in his eyes, he was really a barbarian bandit, even if he used his life to learn the etiquette of the Han family, he only got some skin.

Li Yanghuan was a little ostentatious, and clapped his hands again, these female swordsmen actually untied their clothes in the hall, and after a while, the black clothes were all removed, and the appearance inside flowed out.

All of them are pretty, plump, wrapped in light and neon clothes, and their styles have changed greatly.

The drums sounded, the silk and bamboo bursts, and between the clouds and temples, the fat powder was fragrant. The originally cold and stunning female swordsman instantly became a slender female musician.

Looking at everyone's surprised eyes, Li Yanghuan was triumphant in his heart, he stood up and looked around.

The dancers retreated in amusement, and Li Yanghuan said in a loud voice: "The death of the first emperor is actually the collusion between Empress Lanying and the Song people, intending to betray the Li Dynasty. Such a big revenge, how can I not revenge it, I have made up my mind, and I will fight Song on the same day! ”

Through the war of the Song Dynasty, it was originally Dongding's strategy to quickly integrate the imperial court and eradicate dissidents. The following are Li Yanghuan's cronies, who have long known this, Du Yingwu came out to clench his fists, knelt on one knee, and said: "The last general is willing to be the vanguard of His Majesty, lead the army, take it by surprise, step on the Song soil, and capture the Song Emperor alive!" ”

These people all thought that the Great Song Dynasty was defenseless, and they led their troops to loot several states and counties to consolidate the prestige of the new emperor, which was considered a successful completion of the task.

No one took it seriously, except for Gu Beihai during the banquet.

"These bird barbarians, if they look down on the Great Song Dynasty so much, won't they suffer a big loss."

He himself was soft-spoken, but he only contributed some money, and the seat in this hall was extremely low, and the emperor could not see him at all.

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Thang Long City, located in Hanoi in later generations, from here to the west to Dali, fast horses take less than two days.

To the north is Guangnan East Road, which is the Guangxi of the later generations, and it can be reached in one day by fast horse.

Now that Yang Lin has taken Dali, the actual rise of Longcheng is no longer suitable as the capital of the Li Dynasty.

If there is a saint tomorrow in the throne, he will definitely choose to move the capital at this time, but Li Yanghuan and Li Qiande obviously do not have this vision.

Thang Long City, which was the heart of the Li Dynasty, was actually surrounded by the Great Song Dynasty on both sides, and there was still an endless sea to the east. There was only one retreat route to the south, and once blocked, it could cut off the other territories of the Li Dynasty from Thang Long City.

In front of the horse pass in Nanping Mountain, Yang Lin's big tent was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, and Yang Lin was looking at the map with a sigh.

The two maps drawn by Fang Qifo and Lu Qian were almost identical, and Yang Lin nodded.

His hands were a little white from the cold, and he was not allowed to make a fire during the day, and even he could only freeze without risking a fire to keep warm.

Although this mountain range is secluded enough, in order to prevent Li Chao from having a sentry, he is still cautious.

"Damn, thief bird, Li Yanghuan, this broken spine, killed his father for so long and didn't send troops, it's just a stupid donkey. Even Lao Tzu knew his bold words, and he wanted to avenge his father by cutting down the Song Dynasty, and his army was grinding and grinding, and he had not left Shenglong City for three days. ”

Fang Qifo shrunk in a military jacket, tightened his collar, thought deeply, and nodded: "It's also cold here, I really want them to take advantage of it, finish the fight quickly, let's go back to Yangyi City to enjoy happiness." It's New Year's Day in a few days, and I don't want to mess around in this ravine for the New Year's Festival. ”

Yang Lin snorted, laughed, and scolded: "Don't underestimate the enemy, we don't just need to attack the Li Dynasty army, this time we must at least hit Thang Long City." ”

Fang Qifo lowered his head and didn't argue, he was really cold enough.

I've had hardships before, but the winter here is not the kind of cold and snowy, but a little cold.

Especially when the mountain wind blows, it often makes people feel a little chilly, but in fact, the temperature is not very low.

Yang Lin stood up, twisted his waist and stretched his arms, and said, "Let's go, go out for a walk with me, it's colder to shrink here, it's better to move." ”

Walking out of the big tent, the barbarian soldiers in the camp were very accustomed to this kind of weather, talking and laughing as if they were nothing, sharpening their blades, and sharpening bamboo to make arrows.

On the bushes, there are often some wild animals, which they hunt in their spare time, skin and bleed, and wait for the evening to roast.

Yang Lin stepped on the thick dead leaves, and the main body of this forest was still green, with almost no dead yellow trees.

When you hit Thang Long City, close to the sea, it is even warmer like spring.

"At this time, Bianliang should be the glass world, a piece of snow white, right?" Yang Lin smiled at the corner of his mouth, and could even imagine the lively scene of Bianliang City when the New Year was approaching.

There will definitely be countless people who spontaneously hold various celebrations, and wealthy families will also go to the yamen early to register and apply, preparing to set off fireworks and lanterns.

Fang Qifo had never been to Bianliang and couldn't imagine this kind of prosperity, so he just responded casually: "At this time, when you go to the north, it's all snow. While the two of them were chatting while walking, a soldier stepped forward quickly, hugged his fists and said, "Shaozai, there is news from the front, the Jiaozhi people are here!" ”

"It's finally here!" Yang Lin clapped his hands and said: "Pass the order, according to the prior deployment, all tribes, prepare for an ambush." ”

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The army of Jiaozhi, from a distance, is generally a little short, and the figure is often lean and capable, and the complexion is dark.

One thing to say, these people are also good at fighting in the mountains and forests.

Although Jiaozhi is small, it has never been weak and can be bullied, and the Shijia army in the late Eastern Han Dynasty also has good combat power.

There is no other reason, it is because it is poor here, and it doesn't matter if you are so poor that you will fight and kill one by one.

Du Yingwu, who had just been promoted to the rank of general of Jin Wuwei, recommended himself to be the vanguard of the Song Dynasty, and the rest of the army was led by Li Yanghuan himself, he pointed to the front and asked: "This mountain range is Nanping Mountain?" ”

The surrounding generals nodded and said, "General Hui, this is Nanping Mountain, which is the junction of Dali, the Great Song Dynasty and our Li Dynasty." ”

Du Yingwu nodded and said, "Beyond this mountain range, it is the Xizhou of the Great Song Dynasty, where my father once slaughtered the Song army, bringing supreme glory to our family. It is a great blessing that we have the opportunity to regain the glory of our ancestors this time! ”

The surrounding generals have made a big fuss, Du Yingwu is purely relying on nepotism, his sister is the crown princess of the East Palace, and his father was just a low-level general back then, but in his mouth he became the main force of the Song Dynasty.

Moreover, when Jiaozhi attacked the Song Dynasty, he only killed some box troops and unarmed people, if it weren't for the fact that the civil officials of the Manchu Dynasty looked down on the border and thought that it was not a big deal to kill a few ordinary people, they didn't take it to heart.

At that time, the garrison of the entire Guangnan West Road on the border was only 4,000 soldiers, surrounded by 80,000 Jiaozhi troops, and could still defend the city for 41 days. They tied up every 100 people in the city, and tied 580 strings, a total of more than 50,000 people, and drove them all into the river and drowned, and then set fire to the city and took 80,000 women captive.

After the anger of the government and the opposition, Emperor Shenzong transferred men and horses from the Western Army, Guo Kui led 100,000 Western troops and immediately began to counterattack, the Song Dynasty hit under the city of Shenglong, the soldiers and horses of Jiaozhi were almost wiped out, the prince was killed by the Song army, and Li Renzong was forced to surrender!

At this time, Sima Guang once again exerted his generosity to the outside world, and together with his henchmen, he advised Song Shenzong not to be reckless, and to withdraw his troops quickly.

After the Song army withdrew, the literature of the Jiaozhi people made a special mention of this, believing that they were brave and tenacious Jiaozhi people who repelled the invasion of the Han people.

All those who participated in the massacre were proud of it and were ready to invade the Great Song Dynasty again.

Du Yingwu was ambitious, riding on horseback, feeling majestic.

At this time, high in the jungle, Yang Lin held a clairvoyant mirror and was amazed: "This kind of character, who looks like a dwarf, can also go into battle as a general?" ”

He didn't know that Li Yanghuan was short in stature, so he hated tall people the most, and the people around him who were heavily used were all short people.