Zhao Ji didn't pay attention to the difference between the emperor sitting in front of him at this moment and the past, but Emperor Roufu and Zheng Afu on the side were surprised to find that the emperor, who was originally a little cowardly, was now resolute and resolute in his eyes, and there was even a hint of banter or disrespect for Emperor Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji saw that Zhao Ming didn't answer him, so he shouted in a hurry: "Huan'er." The Jin soldiers are too terrifying, they are much stronger than Song Jiang and Fang La, we can't fight, the ancestors can't be lost in your hands! ”

Zhao Ming sneered: "Father, you are the Emperor of the Dao, why don't you chant the scriptures and ask the Taishang Laojun and Taiyi Zhenjun to help?" ”

Zhao Ji made a clever move, and suddenly something sounded, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were like fire, and he pointed at Zhao Mingyan and said: "By the way, if you don't mention it, I forgot, who asked you to kill my Taoist disciple, Guo Jing He has already repeatedly stated that he got the true inheritance of Taiyi, and you actually chopped him into meat paste by despicable means?" ”

Emperor Roufu listened to what her father said so bloody, her small mouth opened wide, and her eyes stared at the emperor brother sitting in front of her with some horror, she couldn't believe that the emperor's brother would be so cruel.

Zhao Ming sneered: "Father, you really have a lot of ears and eyes, but do you know if I really believe in Guo Jing and send that to guard the city, will my father know what the consequences will be?" ”

Zhao Ji's somewhat cloudy eyes turned: "Doesn't Guo Jing have a six-armor divine weapon to protect him?" ”

Zhao Ming looked at the somewhat neurotic old emperor in front of him and said, "If Guo Jing really has the protection of the Liujia Divine Soldier, then he will not be cut off by me, let alone chopped into meat puree in the end!" ”

Zhao Ji couldn't help but shudder when he heard this, he almost glared at Zhao Ming with disgust and said, "Could it be that Guo Jing can't get into your eyes like that?" ”

Zhao Ming glanced at Zhao Ji, who was a little stubborn, and said in a low voice: "Father, now I am thinking about my three thousand miles of mountains and rivers, does my father want me to mistakenly use Yong Chen to guide me to lose Bianjing?" ”

Zhao Ji sighed and said, "You said this is making trouble, didn't these gold thieves have already retired in February?" How can you come back without believing in your words? ”

Zhao Ming shook his head when he heard this, and said loudly: "Father, that is the Jin people's delaying tactic, the Jin people are not suitable for the climate of my Central Plains, and they are not suitable for the summer days, so they are making a comeback again after the summer." Speaking of this, Zhao Ming looked at Zhao Ji's somewhat puzzled face and continued: "What's more, today is leap November, so Jin Bing came to encircle me this time to kill Zhao Song!" ”

Zhao Ji snorted, and said with some disdain: "No wonder some people say that Huan'er, you have been stubborn recently, and you can't allow the ministers to speak, it seems that you, the new emperor, already have an idea?" ”

Zhao Ming didn't mind Zhao Ji's reproach at all, he continued: "Father, now is not the time to pass the buck, if we don't prepare for war now, then we really only have one day to die and be slaves!" Speaking of this, Zhao Ming's gaze involuntarily looked at Emperor Roufu, who was quietly staring at him with a pair of big eyes not far away.

"Slave of the Dead Country!" Zhao Ji's gaze became even more confused, as if the Taiyi Zhenjun he was superstitious about did not tell him these words, and his anxious Adam's apple squirmed a little: "Huan'er, how sure can you be of fighting the gold thief?" Are you sure we can defeat the gold thief? ”

Zhao Ming looked at the emperor who occupied a place in the palace of Chinese art, and didn't know how to comment on him in his heart, so he had to continue to say patiently: "Father, you can rest assured, I have already begun to prepare for the defense of Bianjing, I am ready to hold on for half a year, as long as we can spend half a year safely, the Jin soldiers will naturally be able to retreat!" ”

Zhao Ji nodded a little helplessly, he looked at Zhao Ming and stopped talking.

Zhao Ming obviously felt that Zhao Ji hadn't finished speaking, and couldn't help but say, "Is there anything else that my father is not worried about?" “

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment, and said casually: "Huan'er, can you consider what we should do once the city is broken?" “

Zhao Ming frowned and said: "Father, don't worry, I already have a plan to break the enemy, I believe there will be no such possibility!" “

Zhao Ji didn't seem to want to end the conversation, and continued: "Have you considered letting your younger brothers leave Bianjing? “

When Zhao Ming heard this, he was shocked, but his face did not show the slightest expression: "Father, I don't understand what my father meant!" “

Zhao Ji coughed dryly twice, ignoring Zhao Ming's expression and feelings: "You are already the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, if we choose to give up Bianjing at this moment, the chances of escaping to other places are not great!" “

Zhao Ming couldn't help but take a closer look at Zhao Ji, only to see that Zhao Ji's body in a yellow robe seemed to be trembling, Zhao Ming knew that Zhao Ji was in a hurry, or he was afraid. At the moment, he said: "Evacuating Bianjing is also a road, but the 300,000 people in this city, as well as my Zhao Song ancestral hall, are thrown away like this?" Speaking of this, Zhao Ming paused and continued: "My father must have read Sima Guang's "Information and Administration Tongjian", how did Lu Su persuade Sun Quan to resist Cao Cao back then? “

Zhao Ming didn't wait for Zhao Ji to answer his words and said: "We fled from Bianjing, maybe there is a turnaround, but for the world and the people, it will have a negative impact on the future of my Zhao and Song worlds, not to mention that our war horses can have the war horses of gold thieves?" We can't outrun others! “

Zhao Ji closed his eyes, obviously Zhao Ji was thinking about the words of the lighting, maybe he was in a hurry at this moment, his son Zhao Huan's words were not unreasonable!

Zhao Ming simply spoke more clearly: "Now what the ministers think is different from what we think, whether it is a foreigner surnamed Zhao or a foreigner surnamed Wanyan who sits in the world, they can still be their ministers, and the most unfortunate thing is to ask the old man to return to his hometown to be a landlord." But can we, the emperor, the royal family? No, we will become captives of the Jin, and what dignity and freedom will there be to talk about at that time? So I think we must defeat the Jin soldiers in Bianjing! “

Zhao Ji didn't open his eyes, but he still spoke: "I just want the emperor to send a few of your younger brothers to the place, and take care of each other!" “

Zhao Ming nodded, and suddenly said with a flash of inspiration: "Father, if you can, you can take a few younger brothers and sisters to the south to escape the cold!" “

Zhao Ji's eyes opened suddenly, and he seemed to be a little excited: "Huan'er, do you really think so?" Who do you think I'm taking away? “

Zhao Ming suddenly understood his anxious intentions, and said secretly: Sure enough, the palace is as deep as the sea. So he sneered: "Only three people can't follow my father!" “

Zhao Ji's expression was stunned and he asked, "Those three people?" ”