Chapter 273: Zhao Kuangyin in the Southern Song Dynasty
Zhao Kuangyin's words suddenly opened up a new idea for Qin Hao, Li Guangbi was originally an unstable factor, but now it has magically become a wonderful move.
Of course, this matter is not in a hurry, there are too many aspects involved, and it depends on what Li Yu means, Li Guangbi himself means, the meaning of the Southern Khitan people, and the meaning of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces and even his Hedong Army.
In general, it is a particularly painful word: think about it in the long run.
Fortunately, this matter is not an urgent need, Yelu Abaoji wants to build a Seoul can not be built in a day, and now the most urgent thing is Yan Zhenqing, in the face of scattered but brave Khitan soldiers, with the encirclement and suppression of various armies of the Yan Dynasty, people even wrote a letter.
And Qin Hao was really annoyed that Zhao Kuangyin would fly Yue Fei if he had nothing to do, so he simply satisfied the wish of poor Song Taizu this time.
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Southern Song Dynasty, Hangzhou-Zhou City.
The prosperity of the Song Dynasty can almost be called a miracle in feudal history, even if Li Longji's Kaiyuan Dynasty was prosperous, if only on the rich, I am afraid that it will be slightly inferior, even if it is driven to Hangzhou-Zhou, the economy is still thrown out of the north I don't know how many streets.
But as the saying goes, there must be a gain and a loss, and the combat effectiveness of the Song Dynasty is also ... Weak explosion, although there are all kinds of posts on the Internet in later generations to turn over the case, repeatedly arguing what wins and defeats are less, what Song soldiers are not weak, etc., but at least Qin Hao's opinion, it is just the intention of intellectuals, otherwise why should China read Khitan in Latin? Even in the Northern Song Dynasty, the real mainstream academic view is that it is just a dichotomy with the Khitan.
And this weak dynasty came to the Southern Song Dynasty. Oh, I'm sorry, for the sake of national harmony, for all kinds of unspeakable reasons, now the historical researchers of the Eight Classics have called the Southern Song Dynasty secession regime.
Well, it's miserable anyway.
On the street, two people look east and west, look at silk for a while, look at porcelain for a while, and look at the eyes like a dumpling into the city, but the hawker with superb eyesight can see at a glance, although these two look like a dumpling, but the temperament of the body is really expensive, mistakenly thinking that it is a big businessman from other places to come to the city to buy goods, and they have stepped forward to take the initiative to promote their products to introduce, just now there is a firecracker seller who said that he sells is to invite Shenzhu, and the mouth is a thousand runs.
The two of them did not refuse, and they were very interested in looking at the things in the hands of these vendors one by one, only thinking that everything was fresh, but it was a pity that they didn't pay for it.
These two people are Qin Hao and Zhao Kuangyin. That's right, Qin Hao dug people directly to bring Zhao Kuangyin this time, there is no way, Yue Fei is certainly a good hand at fighting, but his personality is too stubborn, coupled with people's fierce loyalty to the imperial court, he is really not sure on his own, and he can only rely on this Song Taizu.
And with Zhao Kuangyin to the Song Dynasty, the biggest disadvantage is naturally this efficiency, this Song Taizu looked at this dynasty that he didn't have time to create by himself, and only felt that everything was extraordinarily kind, and he felt prosperous everywhere he came out of the five dynasties and ten kingdoms, and he was full of emotion for a while, and it took more than half an hour for the two of them to walk more than 200 meters.
Qin Hao felt that his patience was about to bottom out, and this little temper was a little uncontrollable.
"Brother, brother, more than 500 years later, we have all played in the late Ming Dynasty, if you want to say that the rich and comfortable Southern Song Dynasty is not as strong as the Tang Dynasty you are staying in now, you have been playing with the broken porcelain in your hand for half an hour, or I will buy him a three or five hundred pounds for you to play enough?"
Zhao Kuangyin held a broken bowl and looked at it still fascinated, "Okay, okay, look at this color, it's like the blue sky, it's as light as a gentleman, it's really my heavenly pilgrimage relic." ”
“。。。。。 Isn't it just a Ru kiln, you already asked Chongzhen for several cars when you were in the Ming Dynasty. ”
Zhao Kuangyin's resentful eyes floated over, "Hey, this world should have been mine." ”
"Dirt, if it weren't for me, you might have been cut down by your brother."
“。。。。。 Okay, look at this bowl, how warm it feels to the touch. ”
“。。。。。。 Okay, you won, shopkeeper, how many bowls do you have here, brother Ru Junding, I want them all. ”
As he spoke, Qin Hao took out the glass ball and began to follow the boss who sold the bowl.
After buying all the bowls, Qin Hao saw that Lao Zhao seemed to be interested in Qinglou again, and hurriedly grabbed him, "Brother, business, we still have something to do, didn't you say you want to see your unscrupulous descendant?" Let's go, brother, I'll help you pump him with a big mouth. ”
That is, mentioning Zhao Gou aroused a little anger in Lao Zhao's heart, so he reluctantly quickened his pace, and muttered in his mouth, "That's the second child's descendant, not mine." ”
Qin Hao snorted coldly in his heart, you beat your brother and can't get out of bed, who knows if he can still have the function of creating people.
Finally, the two of them came to the gate of Lin'an Palace, Qin Hao, who was used to seeing the Forbidden City and Daming Palace, was really not used to it for a while, only to see that the gate of this palace was only four or five meters wide, and there were only seven or eight soldiers standing guard, and they couldn't see that this was the royal majesty at all, and they were really a little disappointed inexplicably, but Zhao Kuangyin nodded with a very light beard.
Lin Sheng's warm wind smoked the tourists drunk the later generations to the pit, thinking that the Southern Song Dynasty was hedonistic, in fact, Zhao Gou had no idea of expanding the palace in his lifetime, the palace of the Song Dynasty was originally simple, not to mention compared with the Daming Palace, even the Forbidden City did not know how many times more magnificent than him, not to mention a palace in this district, in fact, Zhao Gou's house is not only not big but also not enough at all, people rely on the continuous change of plaques for the palace, a house for multiple purposes to meet the basic administrative needs.
The soldiers guarding the door saw the two strangers swaggering inside, so they naturally wanted to stop them loyally, but with Qin Hao there, these guards did not wait to get closer, so they naturally froze in an instant, and stood like wooden stakes.
The two of them walked in a straight line like this, and they walked into the Lin'an Palace presumptuously, and the warrior in armor holding the golden gourd stared at him with big eyes, but he couldn't even move a finger, and he was sweating profusely.
In this way, I walked all the way to the main hall, it happened that the Manchu Dynasty civil and military were having a meeting, because the palace was relatively small, the hall was crowded with people, Zhao Kuangyin stretched out his two arms, and almost pulled the crowd away, only to the front.
The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were stupid, firstly, to be deterred by Qin Hao's means of ghosts and gods, and secondly... The appearance of this black-faced man...
Among the officials of the Song Dynasty, who has not worshiped the portrait of Taizu?
I saw Zhao Kuangyin's expression calm, and after looking left and right, he asked the ministers in a big way: "Who is Qin Hui?" ”
After a while, a handsome middle-aged guy who made people jealous at first glance stood up, with a righteous face that was not angry and arrogant, and at first glance he looked like a Qing official and capable minister, and reprimanded angrily: "The original appearance is Qin Hui, who are you madmen, how dare you... ”
How do you know that Zhao Kuangyin grabbed Qin Hui's neck collar: "Let me ask you, have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?" ”
"Huh?"
Boom!
Qin Hui only felt that his mind was full of stars, and the last thought before he fell unconscious, 'This guy's Taizu Long Fist is very authentic.' ’