Chapter Eighty-Three: Goodbye Planter's Dao

(The preliminary preparation of beef is basically completed, and now the beef is about to start building the Yellow River defense line.) The Yellow River defense line is actually a necessary pass to intercept the Jin soldiers, and it will also be the key to Zhao Ming's counterattack in Bianjing, because the Yellow River defense line is bound to buy time for Zhao Ming, which is very important, and Zhao Ming is now in urgent need of a general to defend the Yellow River. Beef is welcome! "The British Lord Zhao Huan" discusses group five, rising, five deaths, and wine. Beef loves you, pro recommendation, evaluation and collection smash! “）

After Zhao Ming left Qianfu Palace by Xu Bingzhe, he walked to the sand table prepared by Zheng Afu for himself without saying a word, and Zhao Ming's eyes were staring at the Yellow River.

Suddenly, Zhao Ming had the urge to slap himself, why did he forget about the Yellow River, Jin Bing wanted to cross the river, why didn't he deploy on the Yellow River?

Zhao Ming suddenly had a feeling of powerlessness, he was just a special soldier, and completing tasks in a small area was his forte, but now if he wanted to snipe the powerful Jin soldiers, could he use his own ability? ‘

Now the two golden soldiers of Wanyan Zonghan on the west road and Yan Zongwang on the east road are already on the north bank of the Yellow River, and they may cross the river directly after the grain and grass are sufficient! But is he just simply arming and defending Bianjing, can this really change the doom of the Northern Song Dynasty?

Zhao Ming calmed down for the first time, he knew that he had to change his mind, because he was just a person, what should he do?

Zhao Ming sighed and said, "Gonggong Zheng, prepare the horse!" ”

After Zheng Afu saw Xu Bingzhe leaving, Zhao Ming stood quietly in front of the sand table alone and stood silent, knowing that the emperor was preoccupied, and he didn't know what the new emperor was going to do.

Because Zheng Afu knew that if he didn't know how to be interesting at this time, he would really suffer!

With little effort, Zhao Ming wore a dragon robe and took Jiang Xuan and other cadres and more than 200 people led by Cao Yu to go straight to the Seed Master Daoist Mansion.

According to Zhao Ming's meaning, he didn't want to take Cao Xi and his two hundred people, but he didn't expect Cao Xi to say that he didn't want Xu Xiwen and anything like that to happen. Zhao Ming thought about it, and didn't want to make any more trouble, after all, time waits for no one, so Zhao Ming nodded, and everyone rode a high-headed horse straight to the Seed Master Daofu.

Seed Master Dao lay alone on the chair thinking about his dead brother, while reflecting on his experience in fighting in the Jin soldiers in the past year. The seed master sighed faintly: "In order to prevent the military ministers from supporting the army and self-respect, Emperor Taizu set up a system of using literature to control the military, and now it seems that this has really become the root of the weakness of the Great Song Dynasty!" ”

Thinking of this, the old tears of the seed master were once again rampant. He knew that Jin Bing might cross the river soon!

Standing beside the Seed Master Dao and looking at his uncle's appearance, he couldn't help but ask softly: "Uncle, why didn't you remind the emperor yesterday to deploy defenses on the front line of the Yellow River?" ”

The old eyes of the seed master stared at the seed master and said, "Arming? There are a lot of soldiers in the Great Song Dynasty, but how many soldiers are there in the Jin soldiers who dare to resist? How many generals can lead this flock of sheep to fight against tigers and wolves? ”

Chong Hong looked at the seed master with a calm face and said, "Could it be that my uncle just watched Jin Bing's iron hooves step outside Bianjing City again?" ”

The seed master sighed and said: "The majority of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are looking forward to peace, and how many of the generals of the Manchu Song Dynasty are not afraid of death and can resist the enemy?" ”

Chonghong hesitated for a moment and said, "I think the emperor seems to have changed a lot, and my uncle can consider going out of the mountain again!" ”

Seed Master Dao smiled bitterly: "I'm really sick. And I know that my deadline is approaching, can't I really save a little for the planters? ”

Chong Hong naturally understood the meaning of the seed master's way, and said with a straight face at the moment: "Uncle, if the emperor really changes his mind and wants to fight to the death with Jin Bing, Chong Hong will not hesitate to die to protect his family and defend the country." ”

When the planter heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, but he didn't say anything.

Just when the seed master fell asleep because of the seed master dao, he saw the dirty old eyes of the seed master dao staring round: "Here he is, he is finally here again!" ”

Chonghong was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Could it be that the emperor is here again!" ”

Seed Master Dao shook his head in disbelief and said, "Supposedly, the people I recommended to him yesterday were enough to keep him safe and secure from Bianjing, could he really make up his mind to fight against the Jin soldiers?" Could it be that the loss of Taiyuan really made the emperor have a sense of distress? ”

Chong Hong glanced at the seed master and asked cautiously, "Uncle, am I going out to greet the emperor?" ”

"No need!" The seed master sighed and said, "You better go outside to greet the official, he has already entered the gate!" ”

Chonghong looked at the planter with some surprise, he knew that he was far inferior to his seventy-year-old uncle by virtue of his hearing, and he didn't defend himself at the moment, and went directly outside to wait for the arrival of the emperor.

Zhao Ming entered the gate of the Seed Master Dao, and he was not blocked at all, because in the Great Song Dynasty, there were only two people who could wear yellow dragon robes today, one was Zhao Ji, the emperor of the Dao Army, and the other was naturally Zhao Ming who was Zhao Huan in the eyes of everyone!

Zhao Ming, accompanied by Cao Xi, Jiang Xuan and others, walked straight to the room of the Seed Master, Zhao Ming saw the Seed Hong standing outside the room of the Seed Master Dao with a solemn face, and couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart: "Does the Seed Master Dao already know that I am coming?" ”

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but speed up his pace, took a few steps to the seed ruffle, and said in a low voice: "Sku, is the old general asleep?" ”

When Zhao Ming approached him, he had already knelt on the ground and said: "Long live the emperor, long live, long live, the grass people are sent by my uncle to greet the emperor again!" ”

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "The master has good ears!" At that moment, he pulled up the seed and said: "Lead the way, I want to meet the old general!" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Ming glanced at Cao Yu and said, "You guys are waiting here!" ”

With that, Zhao Ming went straight into the room of the Seed Master.

The Seed Master Dao didn't get up, in fact, I'm afraid he couldn't get up, Zhao Ming obviously felt that he hadn't seen him for a day, and the Seed Master Dao seemed to be a lot older.

"I didn't expect you, old general, to be so sick!" Zhao Ming said with some excitement holding the hand of the Seed Master.

Seed Master Dao motioned for Seed Master Dao to bring a chair for Zhao Ming to sit down, but Zhao Ming refused to let Seed Master Dao's hand go. He tightly grabbed the hand of the planter and said, "Old general, do you know why I came here? ”

Seed Master Dao looked at Zhao Ming's expectant eyes and smiled bitterly: "I think, the emperor is here for the Yellow River, right?" ”

Zhao Ming couldn't sit still, he didn't expect that the Seed Master Dao would be able to say what he thought in his heart, so he couldn't help but nod and said, "Old general, God and man too!" But how should the Yellow River be fortified? ”

"Hey!" The seed master said with a wry smile: "The defense of the Yellow River is really impossible to prevent!" ”

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I don't understand what the old general means!" ”

The planter said: "It's not that the old minister didn't want to tell the emperor yesterday, it's just that the old minister really doesn't know where the golden soldiers are going to cross the river from!" ”

Zhao Ming was stunned and said: "Aren't we on the Yellow River?" ”

Seed Master Dao did not answer Zhao Ming's question for a long time.