Chapter 219: A Good Opportunity to Listen to the Sacred Voice

Zhao He is in his early thirties, with stubby limbs and dark skin, and when it comes to appearance, he is far from the real Zhao Hong. He didn't have much knowledge, but he was just bold and righteous in the countryside, so he was only elected to be the leader when he got into trouble.

"Can I really make it happen?"

Although he claimed to be the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty, and he was also shouting in front of his old brothers, he was quite majestic, but when facing the person in front of him, he had no prestige at all. He knew that if it weren't for this person, he wouldn't be where he is today, and he would have been crushed and defeated even when he attacked Shanghai Town.

The man in front of him and the two hundred elite soldiers he brought with him were the most trustworthy forces in this group of people who came here.

"Your Majesty, naturally you can, it's only been five days, and now Your Majesty has nearly 20,000 soldiers, if there is more than a month, a million troops are at your fingertips." The man smiled and said, "Your Majesty just has peace of mind in the harem, and the ministers will win the world for Your Majesty." ”

"If there is a day, you ...... I'm going to make you a big official, a big official! ”

Hearing the mention of his harem, Zhao He's heart warmed up, he was originally a poor man, not to mention his daughter-in-law, he was a half-hidden prostitute, he rarely went once, but after taking Shanghai Town, he immediately occupied a wealthy merchant's mansion as the palace, and even accepted a queen and two concubines, as for the number of palace maids, he couldn't remember it clearly.

"Then I thank Your Majesty." The man smiled and said, "I still have military affairs, so I'll take a step forward first." ”

"Wait, wait!" Zhao He frowned, looked at the man for a while, although he didn't have some knowledge, but the little cunning of the peasant still existed, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I'll give you five hundred...... Three hundred...... Oh no, a hundred times, use it as a reward for the army. ”

Hearing him reluctantly say this reward, the man laughed again: "Now that Your Majesty has started a foundation, there are still many places to use the money, so Your Majesty should keep this reward." I and the army are all out of loyalty to help Your Majesty, and you deserve a generous reward from Your Majesty! ”

Zhao He's face was also slightly red, after seizing Shanghai Town, he collected as many as 100,000 gold and silver bills, he didn't say that he had never seen so much money, even if he couldn't count it, he hid all the money well, and took out a hundred pieces at a time, which really made him feel painful.

"Or I'm ...... I took out a thousand guan, I can't do more, a thousand guan reward, how about it? He asked the man.

"No need, I said, Your Majesty just lie down, and I will collect food and pay for Your Majesty." The man said impatiently, "That's it." ”

He went out of the door, walked a few steps with his back hand, and two nervous men came up to him, and he tilted his mouth to the "palace" behind him, and the two of them understood, standing at the door on the left and right, not letting anyone in or out. The man then Shi Shiran went to the street, looked left and right for a while, as if he was wandering, and walked unhurriedly to a courtyard, and the man who was originally standing at the door of the courtyard nodded to him.

When he entered the door, he was slightly stunned, because there was a man with his hands behind his back, looking at a pair of horizontal strips he hung on the wall, on which were written the words "Ambition for a Thousand Miles".

"Brother Zishen!" The man recognized the man and immediately saluted.

It was that Zishen who came, although the two were brothers, but both then and now, Zishen's status is higher than him, so he is so respectful.

"Junde and virtuous brother have done a great job!" Brother Zishen turned around and smiled.

"It's not for Brother Zishen's orders, if it weren't for the high price of rice a few days ago, things wouldn't have gone so smoothly." The man known as Junde saluted again: "I, Qian Sijie, received the great favor of Brother Zishen when I was in Xiangyang, and this life has long been sold to the eldest brother." ”

Hearing his loyalty, Brother Shen patted him on the shoulder and laughed.

"Brother Zishen came in person, he must teach me, I don't know what the situation is in Lin'an?" Qian Sijie asked again.

"As I expected, the faint king really wants to mobilize the Japanese army, and the guards are his treasures, how can he be easily mobilized?" Brother Zishen snorted in his nose: "Whether the big thing is successful or not, in the battle between you and the Japanese army, if you win, the guards will come out, and then you can retire successfully." ”

Qian Sijie stared at him, if it was just so simple, Shi Songzhi didn't need to take the risk to come to Shanghai Town, he would definitely have other arrangements when he came this time. Moreover, with less than 20,000 rabbles of his entanglement, how can he be an opponent of the Japanese army, it is not enough to defend it, let alone in Shanghai Town, which has no danger.

He was not that Zhao He, thinking that if he really issued an edict, Zhen Dexiu and others would raise troops to help.

"In the Japanese army, I already have arrangements, you just have to meet the attack." Brother Shen smiled again: "After this victory, you don't have to rush to attack Lin'an, but attack the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau, try to collect enough boats to cross the river and go north, although the Guards are strong, what can he do to you when you cross the river?" ”

Qian Sijie nodded, Brother Zishen is not surprised to him that there are people in the Japanese army, his uncle has been in power for 20 years, where has not arranged some manpower, except for those who are in high positions on the surface, how many middle and low-level generals are loyal to him, except for his uncle himself, I am afraid that only this son and nephew who has high hopes will know.

"At that time, you only said that you would go along the west of the Jiangxi River, attack Jinling, and then go north to capture the land of Xuzhou." Brother Shen said again.

"Yes."

"Don't worry about money and food, I came this time and sent you 3,000 stone grains and 100,000 yuan in money." Brother Zishen smiled again: "These money and money are all full of begging for gold yuan coupons, and the faint monarch is afraid that he never thought that although he swept away those speculative wealthy businessmen, he also made me wait to raise enough money and food!" ”

Qian Sijie has a close relationship with Brother Zishen, but he doesn't know much about what has happened for a period of time, he only knows that Zishen and others have woven a chain of nets, one link after another, in order to force the Son of Heaven to make a faint move. Now that the time is ripe, the exile created by the Son of Heaven's own innovation has become the source of chaos in his world, even Qian Sijie himself never imagined that after Zhao He rose up, there would be so many people responding.

Although Zhao Youju's reputation has been great in the past two years, no matter how strong his ability is, the current improvement is only in Lin'an Zuojin, although Huating Mansion is also changing, but this change has only just begun, and it has been taken advantage of by these people who are ready to find his flaws anytime and anywhere.

"You don't have to worry too much about the system along the river, their boats are just here to respond, as long as you don't make a big mess here, they won't come to find trouble." Knowing that Qian Sijie still had some doubts, Brother Zishen patted him on the shoulder again: "Brother Xian, have I treated you badly over the years?" ”

"If it weren't for Brother Zishen, the younger brother's family would have been ruined a long time ago, and the one who caused the younger brother to be like this would be the clan of the Zhao family in Xiangyang!" Qian Sijie said ruthlessly: "Although Brother Zishen can rest assured, the younger brother will not miss the eldest brother's affairs if he stays in the three inches!" ”

"After the thing is done, you have to be willing, and there is always a place to make a position indispensable." Brother Zishen nodded and said: "It's just that you have to be careful, don't let that Zhao He know your true identity, if something goes wrong, you get out, but that guy can't let him speak, understand?" ”

"Yes!"

"Then I'll rest assured, I'll do it, Brother Junde, I'll leave here first, and there are other places for me to contact."

After seeing Brother Zishen leave, the smile on Qian Sijie's face retracted, he pondered for a while, and then shook his head.

Even if this Zishen was so full, unless he turned against the Japanese army, he couldn't understand how he could resist the attack of the army with these rabble. But he didn't dare to think about this kind of thing before the Japanese army turned against him.

Zhao and Ju also didn't believe that there would be any accidents with the Japanese army, and after he became in power, he used overt or covert means to rotate the main generals of the forbidden army around Lin'an City, and replaced them with those he thought were more loyal and reliable. Rao is like this, just in case, he still transferred the first part of the Guards, just in case.

On August 27 of the first year of the Great Song Dynasty Yanhuang, 50,000 Japanese troops left Lin'an and rushed to Huating, Huating Mansion was not far from Lin'an, and the other party was only 20,000 rabble, so when the expedition was made, the people of Lin'an and public opinion thought that the expedition would be an easy victory. Even in some tabloids, there has been a discussion about what to do with the thief who pretended to be a rebel after the victory.

After bidding farewell to the Japanese army, Zhao and Ju returned to the palace, different from others' optimism, but he was not so happy in his heart.

No matter how great the Japanese army won a victory and how Zhao He was punished after the victory, it could not hide the fact that he secretly encouraged large-scale farm-based management and was used by wealthy businessmen and landlords who pursued profits, and this policy would inevitably face a comprehensive counterattack by the conservatives after the war. And his prestige established because of the great victory in Taizhuang also faced a test.

He walked in the imperial garden with his hands behind his back and a calm face, his brows were also very relaxed, if it weren't for people who were familiar with him, they wouldn't have seen that he was actually preoccupied.

"The official family has been there alone for a long time."

Upstairs in Boya, Jia Yuanchun, who was tired from the school, saw the Son of Heaven turning around in the imperial garden from a distance, and his heart moved slightly.

She looked back at the people around her, and the rest of the girls were concentrating on reading, they could be selected into the palace, and naturally they had their own talents, but they were all similar in their love of reading. The Son of Heaven ordered them to read books, which was exactly what they wanted, and they were not so much school books as they were looking at the collection of books in Boya Building.

However, each person has a different personality and likes to read different books. Like Zhou Shuniang, she likes to read poetry anthologies, occasionally read those historical books, and recently likes to read all kinds of travelogues from Liuqiu. Like Xie Daoqing, she likes to read books such as historical books and women's training and martyr's biographies, and is not very interested in poetry, but sometimes she reads books on raising flowers and planting trees from Liuqiu, and she even set aside a small plot of land in the corner of the imperial garden and planted some flowers by herself. And Jia Yuanchun himself, in addition to loving poetry like Zhou Shuniang, prefers the book of music and rhythm.

She crept downstairs, her heart pounding, and she felt as if she had a chance. Before going out, she thought of something again, went upstairs and carried a few books in her arms, and then left Boya Building.

When she went out, Xie Daoqing frowned slightly and glanced at her back, and Zhou Shuniang smiled faintly and took all this in her eyes.

After turning around in the imperial garden for an unknown number of times, Zhao Youju felt a little tired, so he found a pavilion and sat down. The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, the weather is gradually getting cooler, there is no longer the heat of the summer, sitting in this pavilion, listening to the sound of the wind around him, Zhao Youju felt that the tense nerves seemed to relax.

I have worked very hard, history has changed a lot in my own hands, and there was no need for such urgency. Step by step, why do you still whip yourself with that invisible whip, so that you can't sleep and eat sweetly every day?

It's time to enjoy it, as long as you don't make big mistakes, the Zhongxing of the Great Song Dynasty is just around the corner, as long as you stabilize the direction, twenty or thirty years later, the industrial revolution of the Great Song Dynasty can be preliminarily completed, the Age of Discovery will be opened because of the demand for raw materials and markets, and in your twilight years, you may also be able to receive the worship of envoys from Europe. China is still the central country, the kingdom of the Celestial Empire, and a myth beyond the reach of the European feudal lords who are still in a barbaric state......

This thought made Zhao and Ju almost difficult to control, and when he saw the graceful body walking towards him, this thought reached its peak.

Jia Yuanchun had just turned sixteen years old, but she had developed better than all the other girls, with large breasts and a slender waist, and she was proficient in music and dance, so she walked with a wonderful rhythm. If there is one word to describe it, it is "pleasing to the eye". Every time he saw her, Zhao Youju understood very well why the real Emperor Lizong in history would favor her, and it was almost self-evident what choice he would make in the face of a dignified queen like Xie Daoqing, who was similar to a wooden man, and in the face of this concubine who was very good at pleasing people.

Jia Yuanchun was holding the book, looking down and reading, as if he didn't notice that he was sitting here. Zhao Youju didn't alarm her, just curled up one foot, hugged her knee, and watched the girl concentrate on reading.

It may have something to do with the fact that he was an aid teacher in another life, and he likes to see girls when they concentrate on their studies. The desire for knowledge in books, as well as the undistracted concentration, made him feel moved. He has always liked people who are focused, on the contrary, those students who are smart but half-hearted and smooth-hearted, he rarely gives them a good look.

Zhao Youju has always felt that intelligence is talent, and talent is given by God, and manpower cannot be changed. Hard work is a quality that a person cultivates after his own acquisition, which is a valuable thing that reflects a person's ability and self-motivation.

"Ahh

Just when Zhao Heju was thinking wildly, Jia Yuanchun "discovered" him, exhaled in surprise, hugged the book tightly with a red face, and was a little panicked at first, but calmed down after a while, and bowed to him: "The slave doesn't know that the official family is here, alarming the holy driver, and I hope to forgive the sin." ”

Seeing her somewhat uneasy appearance, Zhao Youju nodded lightly, leaned to the side, and then patted the long stone bench beside him: "Sit down and talk." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jia Yuanchun was happy in his heart, and unconsciously showed his face. Although she is a little cautious and clever, she is not scheming after all. Seeing that she was so excited that her ears were a little red, Zhao Heju's heart fluttered, and the idea of indulging it again floated again.

"Yuan Chun, what book are you reading?" He stared at Jia Yuanchun's face, his gaze moved down, swept over her chest, which was almost on par with Yang Miaozhen, and rested on the book she held in her arms.