In the second year of Jianxing, the fifteenth day of the first month. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Dijon invaded the city of Beijing during the Lantern Festival.

The Liang court sent envoys to sue for peace many times, and the bargaining chips had been negotiated to pay compensation for land cession, but it still could not stop Dijon's southern invasion.

What you can get on the battlefield, why get it at the negotiating table? On the twenty-first day of the first lunar month, Dijon crossed the Yellow River and approached the city of Tokyo.

At the same time, the Dijon army on the road attacked Taiyuan, and the iron hooves approached Luoyang. The Dijon Naval Division on the lower road was stubbornly resisted by the Jingdong Naval Division and has been stalemate in Bohai Bay.

The north fell, the capital was besieged, and the south raised troops and Qin Wang, among which Liao Heng, as the prince, had the greatest momentum and the widest reputation, and many of the displaced people who fled from the north to the south of the Yangtze River took the initiative to join the camp of King Rui, and in less than half a month, 100,000 soldiers and horses had been raised.

In the name of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce, Song Che summoned wealthy merchants and landlords from all over the country to raise donations, and the gold mines in Shedao began to take effect, and all the gold, silver and money were turned into military salaries and baggage, and a steady stream of equipment was used to equip the army of King Qin.

In February, the army of Qinwang in various places was rejected by Dijon on the Yangtze River, and it was difficult to enter for half a point. At the beginning of March, the isolated capital was finally overwhelmed, the Dijon army broke the city, and the Liang Dynasty survived in name.

Liao Heng immediately summoned the commanders of Qinwang from all walks of life as a prince and held a Qinwang conference in Yangzhou, the meaning of which is self-evident.

In Yangzhou, in March, the rain was shiny and the smoke was hazy. On the eve of the General Assembly. It's still the inn, it's still the private room.

"This is the dragon robe that I asked Wenjun and them to embroider for you, and the crown made by the craftsmen of Baiyulou, can you wear it and try it, does it fit?" Song Che handed the dragon robe crown to Liao Heng.

Liao Heng stroked the five-clawed golden dragon on the dragon robe, although he couldn't put it down, he was not in a hurry to take over, and only sighed: "Blocking the national fortune is just to get it, you said that after I die, how will the ancestors of the Zhao family think of me?" Song Che said: "If you really believe in this, you will never be the emperor." Liao Heng still didn't take over, turned his back, and looked out the window: "Brother Song, you said that tomorrow's conference, will they agree?" ”

"That's exactly what I'm going to tell you." Song Che slowly took out three fingers, shook them in front of Liao Heng's eyes, and said: "Three things - first, at tomorrow's conference, I will propose to make you the emperor, you must first politely refuse, or even leave the table in anger, this is an expedient measure, in order to justify the name; Second, among the marshals of King Qin, Han Dong, who belongs to Shouchun Mansion, has the most power, if you want to be the emperor, you must win him over, Han Dong's youngest daughter, that is, Han Ling, the sister of Princess Han, is nineteen years old, and in the boudoir, you must marry her as a concubine and promise to make her the queen; Third, everyone knows what the intention of this Qinwang conference is. If you refuse to come to the meeting, their hearts will be different, and you should secretly write it down and cut down the roots in the future. Silent, silent for a long time, Liao Heng let out a long sigh, held Song Che's hand, and asked tremblingly: "Brother Song, will you stand by my side then?" Song Che took a deep breath, looked at the drizzly night, and said sonorously: "Repay the king's intention on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king!" ”…… On the seventh day of the first month of March, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the wind and rain drifted away.

Yangzhou Mansion. More than 50 people from various capitals and generals in the south gathered together to support the broken community and save the building.

"In the current situation, we should build fortifications on the south banks of the Yangtze River and Huai River to prevent Dijon from invading the south again!"

"The emperors have been arrested! And the defense is even greater! Burn and loot in the north of Dijon! We should gather all the troops, take the initiative to go on a northern expedition, and regain the capital and the emperor! ”

"General Liu, my southern army is already short of horses, how can I use infantry to go north?"

"Yes, we have crossed the river many times, and we have been defeated many times, and it is difficult to score half a point!"

"So what to do! Will you just give up the north? Today is the capital, tomorrow is Chang'an! If we feed those Tartars, sooner or later we in the south will ...... Alas! "Expressing their opinions, chattering endlessly.

The dragons have no leader, who will decide?

"I don't know what the White Army Division has?" Liao Heng, who was sitting on the high hall, turned his head and asked Song Che. Maybe the other generals don't know the name of the White Army Division, but in the hearts of all roads in the south of the Yangtze River, the White Army Division is a god descending from heaven.

The eyes of the whole house converged on the man in the white mask. Song Che took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "Bai believes that attacking or attacking is only secondary, and the most important thing at the moment is to set up another Ming Jun - the so-called 'family can't be without an owner for a day, and the country can't be without a king for a day', if the dragons have no leader, and everyone expresses their opinions, how can they make decisions on major events in the world?" How can we appease the hearts of the people in the world? He turned around, saluted Liao Heng deeply, and said: "King Rui is the son of the first emperor, and he was ordered by the heavens, and he lived forever, and he was ordered to ascend the throne and become the emperor, re-lead the army and people in the world, expel the Tartar slaves, and restore the old capital!" As soon as this remark came out, there was a lot of discussion.

Nodding accounted for a part, questioning a part, but in the end, they all shifted their eyes to a sixty-year-old man, Shouchun Mansion envoy Han Dong.

Han Dong's face was expressionless and unmoving.

"No!" Liao Heng categorically refused: "The capital has just been breached, the emperor's life and death are uncertain, if this king ascends the throne and becomes the emperor at this time, wouldn't it be against the ancestral teachings, this matter must not be!" Song Che persuaded him bitterly: "Your Majesty, extraordinary times should use extraordinary means, now Dijon is rampant, the world is leaderless, the people are in a panic, Daliang is in the period of life and death, we are gathered here, it is to choose Mingjun, raise your eyebrows!" ”

"Yes, Lord Wang, we need you to preside over the overall situation!"

"Lord Wang, you are the royal family of the Zhao family, the son of the first emperor, besides you, who else is worthy of being called the emperor?"

"Enough!" Liao Heng got up and shouted angrily: "This king summoned you to come here, it is indeed to discuss the future of Daliang, but he never thought of ascending the throne and becoming the emperor, and this is not allowed to happen again!" With that, he shook his sleeves and left the table with resentment.

"This, this, this...... What a good thing that is! ”

"Yes, if King Rui doesn't become the emperor, Daliang will really be finished!"

"Alas......" The hall sighed for a long time, and finally broke up unhappily. …… Rainy night. Official post. Song Che came to the post station alone.

"I was tired of informing Mr. Han and said that Bai asked to see him."

"Oh, it's the White Army Division, Lord Han said, if it's you, just go in, his guest room is on the first floor, oh, the one with the light is." The postman directed.

Song Che thanked him, and when he came to the guest room, he just wanted to call the door, but he heard a voice from inside: "Please come in." Song Che pushed the door and entered.

Han Dong sat at the desk, reading a book of soldiers, two cups of tea had been prepared, and it was still steaming. He knew that Song Che would come.

Will come with chips. Song Che didn't sell it anymore, took out a gold post and a scroll from his sleeve, gently placed it on the desk, and said: "I heard that Lord Han's youngest daughter is still unmarried, and it just so happens that Queen Rui has no concubine in the harem, so he sent me to propose marriage to the lord, and promised to ascend the throne as the emperor and crown Concubine Han as the queen; Lord Han is a veteran of the three dynasties, and he is highly respected, and this edict of enthronement should be sworn by you, my lord; My lord, it is imminent to reorganize the mountains and rivers, and I hope to focus on the overall situation and dare to be the first in the world. Han Dong put down the military book, sighed, looked at Song Che and said, "If my second son-in-law is assisted by Wang Zuozhi's talent like Mr., why worry about the world?" Song Che said: "When the king of Anyang won the sky, he had the advantage of the land, but he was not popular with the people, and he was destined to become a generation of heroes, and he could not be the emperor." ”

"That's fine." Han Dong took the gold sticker and the edict, and said with a smile: "The eldest son-in-law is not successful, the younger son-in-law is done, and I am the same as the national father." ”

"Bai, retire." Song Che bowed and exited the room. At this point, the world has been decided.