If there's anything that can go down in history, it's the reconquest of the homeland.

The teenage little emperor Zhao Xing was drunk, lying crooked on the platform of the palace in Beiping City, the excitement of the evening dinner exceeded the day he ascended the throne and became the emperor, the subjects shouted long live, those who always liked to beep crookedly read people cried for him to make a biography, when the brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky, Zhao Xuan really couldn't help crying again.

"Taishi...... Master...... I succeeded, succeeded...... The sixteen states of Yanyun are at my feet. ”

"Well, the half of Yunzhou is still in the hands of the Mongols." Taishi didn't drink, he had to stay calm at all times: "But Your Majesty's real benefit is not the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, but the return of the Central Plains to the hands of my Great Song Dynasty, and from now on, my Great Song Dynasty will no longer be a small court in a corner of peace." ”

"yes...... Oh, yes...... I am Zhao Xing, worthy of the ancestors, worthy of the sky, and worthy of the people. ”

Taishi squinted at him: "What did the official family do?" ”

This sentence made Zhao Xuan excited, and the wine suddenly woke up for most of the time, and he suddenly realized that he really didn't seem to have done anything, and the homeland that he had coveted for many years came back like this.

And the one who really did all this will definitely not be Bi Qing's stupid girl, so who will it be? The results speak for themselves.

"Official, this is called a diplomatic victory in the words of my master, and it is invincible." Taishi looked up at the starry sky: "Don't the officials still believe my words?" If my senior brother really has a plot against the Great Song Dynasty, Your Majesty may only survive by relying on Miss Bi's face. ”

Really, at the beginning, Zhao Xuan really didn't believe that such a grand goal could be achieved by relying on such two people, this was a hundred years of humiliation in the Great Song Dynasty, how many soldiers threw their heads and spilled blood but couldn't get it back, but it was easily taken down by an inexplicable guy.

To be honest, Zhao Xuan felt that this was too unreal.

"Official, I'll teach you another lesson."

The eunuch sat up, summoned the eunuch to take a piece of paper, and wrote it like this.

"The people do not suffer from widowhood, but suffer from injustice."

"The mouth of the people is more important than the defense of the river."

"A thousand miles of embankment collapsed in an anthill."

"There are no eggs under the nest."

A total of four sentences, after the Taishi finished writing, he threw down the pen and hummed the song and staggered away, while Zhao Xuan took the paper and looked at it for a long time, then jumped off the stage, quickly caught up with the Taishi, and then made a disciple salute: "Taishi, can you talk about it in detail?" ”

Taishi laughed: "Isn't this clear enough? ”

"I understand, I understand, but why don't these things come sooner or later, but your senior brother has been coming with them since then?"

"For he is the plaster that plucks out the pus." Taishi and Zhao Xuan slowly walked towards the palace gate: "The last straw that crushed the pack horse, this time needs to be clear with hands and eyes, fast and steady." ”

"What about Da Song? The same is true for the Great Song? ”

"Maybe it's better, maybe it's not much better." Taishi smiled deeply: "Official, the disease of this country is the same as the disease of people, and a man who seems to be fierce may only need a cool breeze to drive the crane west, and the road is long." The official family still needs to tremble and walk on thin ice, if such a person appears next time, and he happens to be not my senior brother, or a Mongolian, or a Jin, how does the official family plan to deal with it? ”

"I don't know ......"

"Let's learn, the Great Song Dynasty is not the Great Song of the official family, the Great Song is the Great Song of the Song people. The official family is only the administrator of the Great Song Dynasty, not the holder of the Great Song Dynasty, and this article needs to be kept in mind whenever and wherever it is. If one day, the official family regards the Great Song Dynasty as the Great Song of the Zhao family, then it will be the time for the ministers to return to the field. ”

"Hmm...... I see. ”

Zhao Xing was cultivated by the Taishi in the end, and his mind was naturally not low, he understood the meaning of his teacher's words, and he also deeply knew how heavy the burden on his shoulders was, although he was not yet married, but he had already considered how to pass on his beliefs, the royal is the royal family, the Great Song Dynasty is the Great Song Dynasty, he is the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, and the Great Song Dynasty is not the royal Song.

"Official, I mentioned a word to you a long time ago, right?"

Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment: "What?" ”

"Constitutional monarchy."

This word made Zhao Xuan gasp, this concept was once talked about by Taishi, but ...... That is simply an infinite weakening of imperial power, but Zhao Xing, who has an in-depth understanding, also understands that only by putting power in a cage can a country's stable development in a good direction.

"Dajin died of internal troubles, and Da Song can only die of natural disasters!" Taishi turned his head and looked at Zhao Xing: "Of course, it's still early, and maybe it won't be completed in one or two generations, but it doesn't matter, let's gradually lay this foundation, for the sake of future generations, for the sake of the country." When the country is unified, you and I will join hands to create an unprecedented prosperity for future generations. ”

These words instantly released the hot blood that belonged to a man in Zhao Xing's bones, he gasped and clenched his fists: "Lead the knife into a fast, live up to the young man's head." I remember that this is a poem written when I was the top student in Taishi High School, right? ”

"Hahahaha...... Don't mention it, shame. ”

"This is a good poem, why be ashamed?"

"Don't mention it."

"That's it, the master said not to mention it, then don't mention it. By the way, why didn't Taishi let me go to Sister Qing? ”

"With my brother, I can't teach what I learned."

Zhao Xing was silent for a long time with his hands behind his back: "Actually, I have always had a question, Taishi was called a demon back then, he was familiar with Baijiawen at the age of four, and at the age of nine, he won the world with poetry...... Respected? ”

"Official, you underestimate the heroes of the world."

And at this moment, Gu Tao left Beiping City on the day of the arrival of the Song army, this was because Bi Qing strongly asked to see what the Song army looked like when he returned to the land of Yanyun to stay for one more day, when she saw the emperor's imperial car enter Beiping City, the little girl cried into a tearful person, and when she saw that the flag at the head of the city became a Song flag, she knocked three times to Yao.

After that, she seemed to have grown up a lot overnight and became a lot deeper, and Gu Tao didn't ask the reason, after all, growing up is always an instant, it is never a process.

On the way, they followed the Jin Dynasty migration convoy and marched north together, surrounded by a large number of Jin and Song troops to escort them, and the Mongols naturally did not dare to act rashly.

The immigration policy of the Great Song Dynasty was also very enlightened, they did not force people to go or force people to stay, those who were willing to stay could continue to live in Beiping City, and those who were willing to go would not be stopped and sent many Song troops to escort them back to Jinzhou City along the way.

On the way, Gu Tao heard that Yan Jing had not woken up for a long time in the past few days, he knew that this man was running away, but everyone blamed him not much, after all, he had exchanged his dignity as a man and an emperor for a lot of fresh lives, and even the Great Song Dynasty, who was a mortal enemy, spoke highly of the emperor who moved the capital, saying that he was a big husband and that he was the benevolent monarch of the world.

But in the end, more than half of the land is out of his hands, two thousand miles of rivers and mountains, that is two thousand miles of rivers and mountains...... Wan Yan Jing would wake up crying in her dreams, but all was to no avail. He is still an emperor and an emperor who is praised, but only he knows what price he paid this time.

However, just as Gu Tao told him, he has no choice, the north and the south are under attack, and there is still a rebellion inside, if he doesn't leave, not to mention the misery, his throne and Dajin may also be annihilated in the long river of history.

exchanged a lifetime of humiliation for two hundred years of recuperation in Dajin, although Wan Yanjing was unwilling, this transaction was not a loss, it was really not a loss.

Now the Mongols and the rebels are confronting the Great Song Dynasty, and the war between the three parties is about to break out, but he can go back to his hometown leisurely, which is also a kind of wise self-preservation in a sense.

"Master, where are we going next?"

"Well, go to Lake Baikal."

"Good! Wherever Master goes, I'll go! ”

The scenery along the way is very good, spring flowers are blooming everywhere, Gu Tao will go to Tingting to see the third child every night when he rests, and then exchange views with the six sons.

Time doesn't pass slowly, it's just that Gu Tao misses home a little, he hasn't seen them for a long, long time, and he hasn't teased Xiu Ling for a long, long time, I don't know what those guys are doing now.

Sister and brother, I can often see it every week, and occasionally I will know some information about those guys from their mouths, but I miss it after all, but Liuzi is now doing interference experiments, and he definitely can't make contact with the earth, so no matter how lonely he is, he can only endure it.

In order to...... Six sons, for the sake of the homeland and for the sake of the stinky brothers.

"Master, you have been to so many places, what do you like the most?"

Gu Tao, who was lying on the ox cart, turned his head and said while taking out an oil cake from his arms: "When you ask this question, it actually means that you don't understand what vicissitudes are. ”

"Huh? So what are the vicissitudes of life? ”

"Vicissitudes are not home no matter where you are. Always a guest, always a rootless duckweed. You ask me what I like best, and my favorite is home. You've seen those people sitting at home talking about the world, and that's good, but when have you seen a homeless person say what's good? Because of homelessness, it's not good anywhere. ”

"Wow...... It seems to be true. ”

Gu Tao patted her head and began to eat oil cakes, and stopped talking. For she still does not understand that no matter how good they are, wanderers will always envy those who have a fixed home, and when they are young, they may all yearn for the sky to fly.

But it's okay, young? I'll be old in a few years.