Su Ge was confused, so he nodded and agreed.

In fact, she has little interest in a ruined city, but she feels that if she doesn't go, her master will be very angry. And the consequences of this master's anger, she is indeed a little worried. After all, I have to follow the convoy back to Beijing, and in the remaining ten days and half a month, I have to be careful every day, which is really uncomfortable.

Guanglu found a slightly easier way to walk on the riverside and strode forward. In fact, if you want to follow him, you can slide down from the dry grass, which is the most convenient. But with Suge, he had to patiently explore the way.

Suge followed him, stumbling step by step, twisting his body crookedly to ensure that he did not fall. After a while, I realized that the road just now was not difficult to walk, and I was now stepping on the ice of this frozen river. She's not afraid of skating and snowboarding, but she didn't wear the right shoes today.

The river was three feet thick and open, and she began to calculate that after crossing the mixed river, the soles of her thin suede shoes must be soaked, and then her feet would develop chilblains. What she is most afraid of is frostbite on her hands and feet, the itchiness after touching the hot water, the grief and anger that has nowhere to scratch, life is better than death.

Guanglu was in front, and he walked silently. The guards and Yimo quickly followed, and Suge had to encourage himself to walk quickly, as long as the soles of his shoes were not soaked, he would be fine. Soon, the group crossed the river.

When he stepped on the frozen soil, Su Ge had already gotten up with sweat on his back, wading through the ice, which was actually very laborious, and his close-fitting middle coat was wet and attached to his back, which was very uncomfortable. Not long after she stopped, she began to sneeze in quick succession.

If someone had told her that they had just gone to the head city of the Five Kingdoms, and the nearest way was to return to the post station, and then from the bridge on the main road, along the official road, and only a quarter of an hour or two away on horseback, she would have been afraid that she would vomit blood.

The closer he got to the ruined city, the heavier Guanglu's heart became.

In the abandoned city, there should be a dry well. After 500 years of wind and dust, I am afraid that it has long lost its original style. But he didn't forget it.

Suge followed her master to find the well. It is reported that there are about five wells in the city, and she is looking forward to the next one that Guanglu is looking for. Unfortunately, it's not right every time. She stood on her tiptoes and trembled as she followed to find the well, feeling more and more desperate.

The chill on the soles of his feet began to climb up to his neck. She wanted to find a stove to keep warm, but the abandoned city was sparsely populated and could not be touched, and her last wish to take off her shoes and roast was in vain.

Yimo is a good girl, and offered to change shoes with her, but she glanced at Yimo's shoes, because there was no suede sole, and the wet was even more thorough. The water vapor was warmed by her, dispersed, and froze into a thin layer of ice, which was cool and cool. Su Ge was speechless, so cold that she didn't even have the heart to "praise" her master.

The two of them sat next to each other on the ragged threshold of a house, shielding their feet with horse-faced skirts, and rubbing vigorously underneath. Afraid that people would hear the movement and be ashamed and ashamed, the master and servant looked up at each other, and they both had a heart crying to death in the ruined city.

The guards were sensible, and they wanted to remind them of the prince, but Guanglu was nostalgic for the ancient times while leaving, and he didn't have the time to deal with them at all. It wasn't until I walked for a while that I suddenly felt that there were two people missing, so I came back to my senses and asked.

Guanglu was quite embarrassed by his own negligence, but how could he think that this little girl was so stupid that she didn't wear thick-soled boots when she went out? You can't blame him for that, right?

Suge didn't want to leave. Fortunately, her master should have forgotten about herself, leaving her and Yimo to continue looking for the well. The two guards who stayed behind peeked pitifully and turned their heads to play dumb. She really hates this master today.

After the five wells were finished, they didn't find out which one was the one that trapped the second emperor of Huiqin.

Guanglu thought, in fact, even that well had already been filled in by later generations and disappeared. After all, it was a history that was really hard to tell, and the Han people who were descendants didn't want to remember it.

He looked around at the sky above the ruined city, when the second emperor of the Great Song Dynasty Huiqin was taken captive to the north, and finally locked up in this city of the Five Kingdoms. Presumably, what he sees now is what the Second Emperor saw every day back then.

Rumor has it that they were trapped at the bottom of the well, sitting on the ground and watching the sky. The astonishing genius of the Great Song Dynasty is useless here. It's just that after being humiliated, he was thrown into the hole as a frog, and in the dark days, he looked at the sky above his head every day, slowly brightened, slowly turned blue, dark blue, indigo, and finally immersed in darkness.

Cycle after cycle, day after day.

The only hope was for the Song soldiers to go on a northern expedition, defeat the Jin, rescue them from the besieged city, and welcome the emperor back to Luan. But the Song soldiers were weak and invincible to Jinjin. In the final analysis, what can be relieved of shame is a strong national strength, if it is poor and weak, the courtiers will hate it, and it will never be destroyed.

Guanglu offered three cups of wine at every well. Two cups for the two emperors, one for the national fortune of the Great Song Dynasty.

When the sacrifice reached the last well, Suge wore warm new boots and came with a hand stove. Guanglu's people quickly brought them new boots and cotton clothes from the post station, and after they hid in the abandoned house and changed them, they hugged the hand stove, and they were a little embarrassed to criticize Guanglu in private.

In the end, it wasn't Guanglu's intention.

"Girl, it seems that the master is not deliberately playing tricks on you, if you do this, it is not too bad." Yimo is satisfied with the new jacket.

"Master, to whom is this sacrificial wine?" Su Ge hurriedly approached and asked for advice curiously.

Prince Yi's appearance is really troublesome. "It can't be the master of the previous dynasty, right?" She would be too comfortable, and if she was funny, she quickly handed it over. But the master doesn't seem to be very useful.

“。。。” Guanglu thought about it and bowed his head, "Yes, it's the master, and the girls." ”

Su Ge blinked and said, "Did you fall into the well?" Then this mother's life is not very good. ”

Guanglu took a deep breath with difficulty, nodded and said, "It's not enough." is really the most pitiful master for thousands of years. ”

At that time, the Jin soldiers went south, all the way to the palace, and took away the two emperors of Song Huizong and Song Qinzong, looted enough, and began to escort the people of the Northern Song Dynasty to go back. The daughters of the royal family, the concubines of the harem, the families of officials, and many folk women, were ravaged and died along the way.

"After arriving in Beijing, more than half of the women died. The rest of the lives were also miserable, and these women were either reduced to slaves or prostitutes, and died tragically in foreign countries. ”

When Su Ge heard about it for the first time, he couldn't help but sigh. It turns out that the so-called "Jingkang shame" is not only the misery of the two emperors. Even their wives and children were humiliated.

Guanglu continued, "Have you ever heard of the sheep ceremony? ”

Suge shook her head.

When they arrived in Shangjing, these Song people suffered humiliation. The captive men and women were forced to be on the territory of the Kingdom of Jin, shirtless and clothed in sheepskins, to be watched by people as a sheep ceremony.

Naturally, the concubine who couldn't bear the humiliation died tragically to the enemy.

"What about the Emperor?" Suge couldn't listen anymore.

"In the well." Guanglu pointed to his feet. Only then did Su Ge know that it was not a frog who sat in the well and watched the sky, but the emperor.

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Author's note: In the second year of Song Jingkang, the Jin soldiers captured Bianjing, captured Huizong and Qinzong, and finally died in the city of the Five Kingdoms. It is rumored that there was a dry well in the city, which was the place where Song Huizong and Song Qinzong sat on the well and watched the sky.