The west wind blew into the thatched hut, and I couldn't help but chill.

In the dilapidated thatched hut, a middle-aged man was shivering, and the sheepskin coat on his body was not warm at all, but there was a charcoal basin in the house, but it was still not warm. At this moment, the middle-aged man was looking at a book, and in the desolation, there was a trace of sadness.

"The west wind shook the door all night, and the depressed lonely hall was faintly lit. Looking back at three thousand miles, there are no geese flying in the south of the mountain. ”

The middle-aged man sang, looking sad, and finally unconsciously tears flowed from his eyes, "Master Dao, I'm sorry for you, I regret not listening to you!" ”

This middle-aged man is none other than Song Huizong.

Since the destruction of Bianliang City, Song Huizong was dragged to the north like a dead dog, and suffered the most humiliating years in his life.

In the twenty-five years that he was emperor, Song Huizong has been living a happy life, but with the invasion of the Jin army, everything disappeared, the concubine was dragged away by the Jin army and raped, and the sons were either starved to death or froze to death, and few survived; The remaining daughters were lucky to be accepted as concubines by the generals of the Jin Army, and those who were unlucky were directly forced to death by some Jin army generals.

And the ministers under his command are as dead as Uncle Zhang, and there are countless people who are alive in humiliation.

Thinking about the life he has lived these days, Song Huizong has a feeling that life is worse than death, and he wants to commit suicide many times, but after thinking about it, he is a little uncomfortable hanging, he is afraid of pain when he drinks poison, he is afraid of death by jumping off a cliff, and he thinks about many ways to die, but he can't make up his mind, and in the end he can only live in humiliation.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, Imperial Doctor Zhou was killed by Jin Jun!" At this moment, a eunuch ran in, looking panicked.

"Imperial Doctor Zhou is dead!" Song Huizong was stunned. Taiyi Zhou is a doctor at Tai Hospital. In the years when he was the emperor, Zhao Pu didn't remember who Imperial Doctor Zhou was at all, because there were too many doctors in the Imperial Hospital, and he remembered there; It's just that on the way north when Bianliang was broken and panicked, he remembered this imperial doctor.

Along the way, there was not enough to eat, not to wear warm, and the hardship was incomparable, Song Huizong got sick many times and almost died, and many imperial doctors could not cure it at this time.

In fact, it is not that these imperial doctors have poor medical skills, but that when these imperial doctors treat diseases, they need good medicinal materials, supplements, etc., if Song Huizong is still the emperor, these things are a piece of cake and can be easily obtained. Only now, he has become a captive, and he is led north like a dog, where he is looking for these precious medicinal materials to save his life.

It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice!

At this time, Imperial Physician Zhou appeared, and he didn't need those precious medicinal materials to treat his illness, just simple medicinal materials, which saved his life.

So, Song Huizong remembered him.

Now that he heard that Imperial Doctor Zhou had died, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did you die!" ”

"Killed by a Golden Army nobleman!"

"Who is he?"

"It seems to be the fourth son of Wanyan Aguda!"

"Golden Vulture Technique!" Song Huizong gritted his teeth, his heart full of worry. Now that Imperial Physician Zhou has been killed, if he gets sick again, it will be to treat him. Thinking about it, Song Huizong's heart was extremely desolate, the emperor was not as good as a dog, the prince was as cheap as grass, and the emperor was not as good as a chicken, and Imperial Doctor Zhou died like this, and he could also be killed by the Jin army.

Jin Jun kills people, no need for a reason!

"Let's go, let's go collect his body!" Song Huizong said, thinking of the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but feel sad.

He is not as good as Li Yu of the Later Tang Dynasty. When Li Yu surrendered to the Song Dynasty, he at least enjoyed the treatment of princes, with fine clothes and food, food and drink, and insulted personality. But he was not only hungry, but also suffered from personal insults, and his concubine, daughter, and daughter-in-law were all insulted all over again............

When Song Huizong saw Imperial Physician Zhou again, Imperial Physician Zhou was already a corpse.

The Jin army was extremely barbaric, killing a Han person was like killing a sheep, just kill, no matter how buried it.

Song Huizong took matters into his own hands, with the help of several eunuchs, and began to dig a pit, and finally buried Imperial Physician Zhou. Just hastily dug a pit and buried it. There was no coffin, no paper money, no incense, and no tombstones, everything was shabby to the extreme.

"Imperial Doctor Zhou, you are dead, I don't know how long you can live, you are on the Huangquan Road, explore the way for me first, and before long, I may be with you......"

………………

In another place, Song Qinzong was imprisoned here.

As a slave of the dead country, Song Qinzong was forced to the extreme, and in the hard life, Song Qinzong constantly recalled the good life in the past, delicious food, beautiful women, and comfortable life. Constantly reminiscing about the past can alleviate the pain of living in the present. Unconsciously, Song Qinzong thought of Empress Zhu.

Empress Zhu committed suicide in order to preserve her chastity. But he didn't have the courage, so he could only survive, like a reptile.

"Queen, I'm not as good as you!" Song Qinzong said, feeling extremely ashamed in his heart.

He could only live in humiliation, and he did not have the courage to commit suicide.

"I really envy you, Thirteenth Brother!" At this time, Song Qinzong couldn't help but think of his former younger brother, the current Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

The city of Bianliang was broken, most of the royal family was captured, and only the thirteenth brother Zhao Pu was left, and he could only be the emperor. In the midst of the crisis, the thirteenth brother organized a new Song court and resisted the attack of the Jin army in the crisis, and the lost ground continued, but the offensive of the Jin army slowed down.

The thirteenth brother proposed "Six Wins and Six Defeats", and tactfully advised him, but he didn't listen, and now he has become a prisoner of the order, the more he recalls, the more Song Qinzong feels mysterious.

The thirteenth brother proposed to train a new army, but he refused. Now, relying on the strength of the new army, the thirteenth brother has survived under the capture of the Jin army again and again;

The thirteenth brother once proposed to leave the capital division and go to Hedong to fight, even at the expense of breaking away from the genealogy, but he thought that the thirteenth brother was crazy, but now that he thinks about it, he was prescient. At that time, the thirteenth brother realized that Bianliang could not be defended at that time, and decided to leave the land of right and wrong. The thirteenth brother left Bianliang, survived, and became the emperor; And he stayed in Bianliang, and many royal families stayed in Bianliang, but he was captured by the Jin army and reduced to slavery.

"Thirteenth brother, I am lonely, only you can save my life, I hope you will redeem me!"

Song Qinzong couldn't help but shed tears.

At this moment, he could only hope that the guard would flee and hand the blood book to the thirteenth brother.

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And at this moment, in a dilapidated thatched hut, a man looked gloomy and muttered: "I, Qin Hui, have I always been imprisoned here, living a life that is not as good as a pig and a dog?" No, I don't. When I was young, the host of the Great Xiangguo Temple said, I am a rich and noble minister, and I will definitely dominate the world in the future, how can I survive here. Survive here! ”

In the fifth year of Song Hui Zongzheng and the fifth year (1115), Qin Hui ascended to the throne, a professor in Bumi Prefecture (now Zhucheng, Shandong), and served as Taixue Xuezheng, and later served as the imperial historian Zhongcheng, and was an important minister of the imperial court. Originally, everything was very good, but the Jin army came, and the Song soldiers were too wasteful, and hundreds of thousands of troops couldn't stop tens of thousands of Jin troops. The emperor was captured, and the former princes and nobles were not even as good as dogs. Some important ministers could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide and were martyred in the Great Song Dynasty. Qin Hui also wanted to commit suicide, but after enduring it, he still didn't commit suicide. He is unwilling, he doesn't want to die like this, he wants to make a name for himself and dominate the world.

"I don't! I want to go against the sky, I want to get rid of this cage and dominate the world! ”

As he spoke, Qin Hui was a little crazy and a little hideous.

"What's the use of your screaming?" At this time, his wife Wang walked in, and at this moment, Wang did not have the grace and luxury of a noble lady, some were just shabby and miserable, without rouge smearing, and often did rough work, and at this moment they were not much better than peasant women in the countryside. "Husband, when will we be able to return to our homeland?"

As he spoke, Wang couldn't help crying.