The Jingkang era name, which was originally changed due to Zhao Huan's accession to the throne, has been abolished before it can be told to the world. Although Wanyan Hulu Bu, the commander of the Eastern Route Army of the Jin Army, was also a little reluctant, he had to follow the will of the Jin Dynasty Emperor Wu Qimai to coerce Zhang Bangchang, who was the left servant of the Song Dynasty and the servant of the door, but it seemed that he was not treated by the official Zhao Huan, to ascend the throne and become the emperor.

During the period, there were Song Qiyu, Wang Shiyong and other Song ministers strongly supported it, and Zhang Bangchang, who shirked in every possible way, had to accept the fact that he was set up as a puppet emperor by the Jin people.

After a few days, the mourning in the procession that was as winding as a long snake shook the sky, and the clansmen, courtiers and officials who had been used to enjoying themselves in Bianliang City tossed and turned among the snow, but they could only be driven away by the intimidation of the fierce Jin army. When they were stationed to rest, the cowhide tent where the Jin army lived among the carriages and horses was roasting and eating wine at night, and from time to time there were arrogant and wanton laughter and scolding. And the tens of thousands of Song captives, regardless of their status in the past, most of them could only live in a motley of tents, and even spent the night in huts built haphazardly with thatch.

However, for these Song captives who were escorted to the Kingdom of Jin, the horrific and heinous nightmare had only just begun.

The Jin Army of the East Road has begun to ask Wanyan Hulu for the reward of the plundered concubines, emperors, noblewomen and maidens. Fang Jinjin has not been in power for a long time, and the Jurchen tribes with a rough temperament have not changed the legacy of receiving spoils such as property and slaves in the white mountains and black waters because of their military exploits. Even if the generals under the account are no longer the Bodhisattva prince who is revered in the Jin Kingdom, they will never be as clear as the sample in the Song court. Since the sons and daughters of our clan went south with you to fight, and we deserved to share some of the looted gold, silver, horses, slaves, and other booty, if you, the commander, were unfairly rewarded and punished, we would have gone to Emperor Wu to buy it, and it was reasonable to say.

Wanyan Hulu Bu was indeed relatively tolerant in dealing with the surrenders and prisoners in the conquered territory compared to other Jin army generals such as Wanyan Muhan, Yinshuke, Wanyan Puluhu, and Wanyan Wushu. However, he also knew very well that he could not teach Jurchen to fight to the death because of his kindness to outsiders. The generals in the army, Meng'an and Mouke, each gave a few slaves, and the following soldiers also gave one or two people, but they urged the soldiers and horses to choose slaves with a little restraint, and did not want to kill them for no reason......

In the next few days, the inhumane scenes continued to be staged in front of Zhao Fujin, Zhao Huanhuan and other emperors......

One day, when he was stationed, Zhao Fujin once saw with his own eyes a young lady from an official family who was born rich and beautiful, and was very peugeot, and was born like a black bear, and a rough flesh Jurchen evil man walked towards a felt tent in front of him with his hair like a cattle. At that time, the woman's eyes were already confused, and she also left saliva in the small sip of cherries, as if she was already a little stupid under the tart all day long......

Zhao Fujin actually knew the daughter of the daughter who was originally from a wealthy family, and knew that she was called Tong Jiaoxiu, who was originally the daughter of Tong Guantong's privy envoy Tong Zhen, and was also the granddaughter of Yang Jian, the eunuch of the Inner Servant Province who had been an official to the Taifu. This descendant, who was spoiled by the two powerful people Tong Guan and Yang Jian at that time, was also promised to be married to the son of Cai You, a close minister who was favored by his father and emperor.

However, even if this Tong Jiaoxiu is the descendant of Tong Guan and Yang Jian, and the granddaughter-in-law of Cai Jing, the minister of power, and has the backing of the powerful in the DPRK and China in the past, she should have been an unspeakably expensive and wealthy wife, but now she can only be reduced to a plaything wantonly insulted by a vulgar and barbaric Jurchen head.....

Two days later, Zhao Fujin also saw with his own eyes a almost naked female corpse being thrown on the side of the road, and a Jin man was ordering the captive slave to bury the corpse hastily. And the female corpse's five-short body, the originally very white skin was not only because of the cold weather, but also because of the whipping and beating. Zhao Fujin just glanced at it inadvertently, and suddenly felt a buzz in her ears, and her heart suddenly seemed to fall into the cold ice water, and fear spread wantonly in Zhao Fujin's heart, and she almost fainted at that time.

Then Zhao Fujin also listened to the woman crying and said that the female corpse that was hastily buried seemed to be called Li Bei'er, who was originally from the Daimyo Mansion, but because the city had been broken by the strong men of Jingdong Road, he took his family to Bianliang in Tokyo to join his relatives, and I heard that he had to say that the matchmaker was going to marry the son and nephew of a eunuch in the palace, but he didn't want to be captured by the Jin army, and his petite body was unbearable to be tortured and ravaged in turns, and his life was on the way......

In the dead of night, the beasts of those Jin army generals became more and more unscrupulous, no matter how the weak Song women cried and struggled, and they were still dragged into the camp tent by those rough Jurchen heads, and the heart-rending howls were intertwined, and the hearts of the other Song captives were like knives, and they were even more frightened and couldn't sleep at night.

The two sisters Zhao Fujin and Zhao Huanhuan were also imprisoned in a simple tent, and on this section of the road like purgatory on earth, they were physically and mentally destroyed, whether it was the father and the emperor who were once the son of heaven, or the brothers and sisters of Zhao Gou and other clans, they were now forcibly imprisoned in other tents, and now only the two sisters are snuggled up to each other and depend on each other. And what made Zhao Fujin and Zhao Huanhuan feel extremely frightened was that they didn't know when those hateful and extremely vicious Jurchen heads would break in and commit atrocities against them......

“...... Drunk to send the year. Looking back at the flying mandarin tiles, I envy the frogs in the well. Visit Wuyi, become a white society, and do not allow cars. In the old days, Wang Xie, who was Shuangyan in front of the hall? The river outside the building hangs horizontally, and the tide is flat and frosty on the Huai, and the shadow falls on the cold sand. The merchant girl canopy the window, still singing the backyard flower ......"

Not far from the felt tent where Zhao Fujin and Zhao Huanhuan were, there were people in another tent who sang softly, and their tone was desolate and sad. There were also two women imprisoned in the tent, and one of them, a beautiful woman with a beautiful face, sighed again, and said to the woman opposite: "Sister, have you made up your mind?" ”

The other woman heard a hint of bitterness on the corner of her lips, she sighed faintly, and said: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon... Sister, Nuo Da's Bianjing Kabuki is like a cloud, only you are among the top four in Tokyo in the name of Hua Xiangrong, and the scenery is unique for a while, you and I occasionally fought for the wind at the beginning, but I don't want to be connected with the same fate now, and fall into the hands of foreign enemies...... It's just that if we really want to assassinate the Jurchen head while he is committing evil, it will be done, and instead of suffering bits and pieces of suffering, the two of us will have to kill ourselves....."

The woman who called Hua Xiangrong showed a sad smile when she saw it, her pair of bright eyes were still as exquisite as autumn water, only thinking about it for a moment, Hua Xiangrong's beautiful and vulgar face showed a resolute color, only at this moment she seemed to be shining brightly, not like a Qinglou woman who had fallen into the dust, but more like a piece of flawless jasper that was not allowed to be blasphemed and offended, and said categorically: "When the Shu Kingdom was destroyed by the Song Dynasty, Mrs. Hua Rui once hated the flag erected on the city of Shiyun King, and the concubine learned in the deep palace that 140,000 people were disarmed, and none of them were men...... Now a hundred years later, unexpectedly, it is a national shame for my Song Dynasty. Although I am a woman, when this national disaster is approaching, instead of being a plaything ravaged by the enemy, my sister would rather die than have any other will. ”

Hua Xiangrong said as he spoke, took out a dagger from under his sleeve, and said: "It's a pity how many courtiers in the Bianjing Dynasty are greedy for life and afraid of death, and men are not like men." But my sister knows the hatred of her family and country, and she must wash her lead powder makeup, and not avoid life and death for the sake of righteousness.

Sister, in the past, I was favored in Bianjing, and in the past, when I was in Bianjing, the idle things that you and I fought for the wind and the law were nothing more than those good things deliberately provoked by powerful and celebrities... Now in the same situation as each other, are you really willing to stoop down to serve those barbarians who invade the old country's garden? If my sister is Yide, you and I will sacrifice ourselves to assassinate the enemy chieftain with the full name of the festival, it will be death, and there is just a companion on the Huangquan Road... If there is an afterlife, I will be close to my sister again, and I only hope that when I am reborn as a human being, I will no longer have to be a poor woman in this season of death......"