Chapter 2: Huhua

Standing outside the south gate of Tokyo, the walls of Tokyo are majestic and tall, but it is also difficult to hide the dilapidation.

In April of the second year of Jingkang, after besieging the city of Tokyo for six months, the Jin army finally broke through the largest military fortress in the history of Chinese city construction. "The palace has been made of soil", and the glorious and magnificent Tokyo City of the past is gone forever.

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing. When will the courtiers perish?

Standing in front of the former capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, looking at the dilapidated city walls, Zhao Hong's ears couldn't help but think of Yue Wumu's "Man Jianghong".

The soldiers and the people went in and out of the city gate, and most of the people did not wear hats, and the poor were shabby, unkempt, and dressed in different clothes.

Turning his gaze to the potholed official roads and the dilapidated city walls, Zhao Hong shook his head secretly.

A hundred years ago, the enchanting romance that the city of Tokyo once had will never come back.

"It's starting to get cold, hurry into the city!"

Two men passed by Zhao Hong and the others, chatting as they walked.

"I went into the city and finished my lamb stew. How about you, you invite me? ”

A tall and fat man said.

"I invite you? I'm still waiting for someone to invite me! ”

The thin man wrapped his clothes and straightened his face.

"You kid, you're so stingy! I invite you, so as not to be long-winded by your lady! ”

The tall and fat man laughed and put his arms around the thin man's fragile shoulders.

"Is this a good brother?"

The thin man laughed and hugged his companion's fat waist.

And soon passed Zhao Hong and the others, and walked in the direction of the city gate.

"These two people are obviously Han Chinese, why do they have the hair of the Jurchens? And this is ...... Ay! ”

Zhu Duanchang, the deputy envoy of the Great Song Dynasty and the waiter of the Ministry of Rites and Rites, looked at the backs of the two men and was obviously shocked.

"Zhu Xianggong, what's the fuss about. The Jin people are already Han Chinese, and the Jin country has become China. If you look at it this way, it is not surprising that they are dressed. ”

In Li Tang's tone, there was helplessness and disappointment, as well as a trace of unwillingness.

Hair is the process of shaving some or all of the hair on the top of the head, leaving only some hair on the temples or forehead. And these two men wore narrow short clothes, and they were left-handed, both of which were Jurchen clothes.

As the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, the city of Tokyo was deeply influenced by Confucian culture, but the Han people abandoned their original clothes and hair buns, and it is no wonder that Zhu Duan was often surprised.

The Jin soldiers guarding along the way avoided from afar, and the accompanying Jin soldiers entered the city to report, but they did not come out for half a day.

Zhao Hong shook his head secretly. This efficiency shows the slackness and corruption of government affairs.

"If you don't fight for yourself, you have been defeated and retreated militarily, how can you blame the people? The scholars were treated well by the imperial court, but the common people had nothing! ”

Li Tang, as the head of the guard of the Song Dynasty Mission, said coldly.

The Song dynasty has traveled south for nearly a hundred years, and even the remnants of Jindi who were born in their infancy during the two Song Dynasty have passed away. These descendants of Jindi took their birthplace as their country, and they had a weak affection for the Southern Song Dynasty, so it was natural.

The same is true of the birthers of the Song Dynasty, and the Xin Qi Ji Lu You are impassioned and strive to restore the Central Plains. And these descendants, such as Shi Miyuan and Wei Liaoweng, are much colder in their feelings.

Zhu Duanchang's face turned red and he wanted to refute Li Tang, but Zhao Hong was on the side, and it was not easy to attack, so he had to say angrily.

Lu Fang Weng's poems, the remnants of the tears were in the dust, and the south looked at the king for another year. These unscrupulous descendants have long forgotten that they are Chinese descendants! ”

Zhao Hong looked at him and couldn't help but smile.

"Zhu Gong, you don't need to worry. If my Great Song Dynasty went north and restored the Central Plains, it would not take ten years, and the world would be full of Hanfu and Han style. Just those two men just now, he himself will feel ugly, I'm afraid they won't be able to marry their wives. ”

Zhu Duanchang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

"Your Highness, how can it be so easy! The Gaozong Dynasty had restored ministers, but there was no restored king; The Xiaozong Dynasty has a restored king, but there is no restored minister. Yuan Jia was hastily, sealed the wolf Juxu, and won the Canghuang Beigu. In this dynasty, there is neither a restored king nor a restored minister. It's hard! ”

Li Tang's words made Zhao Hong appreciate and nodded slightly.

Zhao Kuo, an official of the Great Song Dynasty, blindly cultivated, with a pure heart and few desires; Minister Shi Miyuan was determined to seek peace, and he knew his heart from the fact that he overturned the case for Qin Hui, a big traitor of the Lord and faction, and did everything possible to appease Li Quan, a big warlord.

It's a pity that Meng Hui, Yu Jue, Cao Youwen and other famous generals of the Southern Song Dynasty have the intention to kill the enemy and are unable to return to the sky.

However, Li Tang's guards are enthusiastic.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, you say, can my Great Song Dynasty restore the Central Plains?"

Zhang Hong put away his smiling face and asked cautiously.

"If the Song people have the aftermath of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and they are united in their hearts, don't talk about the Central Plains, it is the sixteen states of Yanyun, the land west of the river, and beyond the Western Regions, it is not impossible."

Zhao Hong said slowly, and there was no change in expression on his face.

The Song people are sixty or seventy million, if they can work together, why are they afraid of Mongolian iron horses?

The cowards who said that Genghis Khan was invincible in later generations were soft in their bones and could not stand up, so of course they were pessimistic.

Princes and scholars, change all this, unless you ascend the throne yourself.

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can successfully ascend the throne in the future and restore the heroic style of my Song people, the Han and Tang Dynasties, my Great Song Dynasty will have hope."

Sure enough, Zhu Duanchang sighed with emotion, which made Li Tang's face darker, and he was speechless for a while.

Even if you are the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Hong is also in a difficult situation, and it is not yet known whether he can become an official of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Your Highness, since you entered the Golden Realm, along the way, I think of a famous saying of Your Highness, don't vomit or be unhappy!"

Zhang Hong said it with a smile.

From Huaishui into Henan, the miserable and miserable relatives he saw along the way were not stronger than the Huaidong Song Realm, which made him feel a little pleasure inexplicably.

"What about that?"

Zhao Hong was stunned. There are so many mantras of their own, who knows which one.

Those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, these guards were originally simple young men, and they all let themselves be damaged.

There is also Zheng Tu, the little fat man in Huijishan Iron Fang, who has "I'll go" and "I'll take the test" on his lips all day long, which is completely blackened.

"If you don't do it, you won't die!"

Zhang Hong said with a smile.

"It's a big place like Henan that is ruined, and the people are like calling Huazi, and they don't live as well as dogs. It's really immortal! ”

There were no outsiders around, Hu Datou echoed loudly.

"Just know the schadenfreude! Pig laughs crow black! Is the Great Song Dynasty stronger than the Jin Kingdom? ”

Li Tang blackened his face and reprimanded the two brothers.

Zhang Hong and Hu Datou hurriedly put away their hippie smiles, and Zhao Hong was thoughtful.

The Jin people suffered on their own and were driven south of the Yellow River. The Southern Song Dynasty court, which was scattered, why not?

A prime minister can be above the emperor, dare to kill ministers and usurp the emperor, isn't such a court a real immortal?

"The officials of the Jin State are really shit, why haven't they come out to greet them after going in to report for so long?"

Li Tang looked at Zhao Hong and lowered his head in contemplation, his mood seemed to be a little lost, and he cried out with a dark face.

Zhu Duanchang was also secretly puzzled. The envoys of the country visited, and the prince of the country, and batches of reports into the city, do you need this? Does it take more than half an hour?

"Your Highness, why don't we go back? Who do you really think is rare about them? ”

Hu Datou screamed in dissatisfaction.

The etiquette between countries, besides, it is the prince of the Great Song Dynasty who came, how could he be so arrogant?

Zhu Duanchang shook his head secretly. These guards of Zhao Hong are loyal to Zhao Hong, but they are also arrogant.

"Song and Jin have been attacking year after year, the Jin people have more wins and fewer losses, and the Jin people will deliberately neglect my Song people."

As soon as Zhang Hong's words fell, he saw that at the south gate of Tokyo City, many golden knights came out on horseback, waving pennants, and there were cars behind him.

"It's finally here!"

Li Tang sank his face, is this a golden man's dismount?

Don't do it, don't die! Is this what the golden man is doing again?

A group of Jin officials came from afar, followed by a carriage. Zhang Tiangang, who was the leader, smiled and saluted Zhao Hong and the others.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, don't come unharmed. We meet again. ”

A prince, a waiter of the Ministry of Rites, the specifications of the Song Dynasty's envoy this time are also full of sincerity.

"Zhang Xianggong, you're late!"

Before Zhao Hong could speak, Zhu Duanchang had already accused him unceremoniously.

These scholars of the Southern Song Dynasty, typical of the literati character, valued the regulation of etiquette more than anything else. Jin Ren was so sloppy, he naturally wanted to vent to show the dignity of the Great Song Dynasty.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Honorable Envoys, everyone, it's hard to put into words. Let's talk as we go. ”

Zhang Tiangang smiled bitterly and invited Zhao Hong to board the carriage.

"Zhang Xianggong, no need, just ride a horse."

Zhao Hong was not angry at all, and asked Zhang Tiangang and others to lead the way, and followed the others forward.

Zhu Duanchang had no choice but to endure the pain in his hips and continue to ride the horse.

The group passed through the city gate, and although the soldiers defending the city tried to straighten their waists, their faces were either immature, or their faces were gentle and white, and they were not battle-hardened warriors at first glance.

It is not difficult to see that the elite border troops of the Jin Army have almost been killed and wounded.

After Zhu Duanchang's reminder, Zhao Hong knew that this was the shame of Jingkang, and Song Huizong spent countless people to transport the flower stone gang. During the disgrace of Jingkang, Song Qinzong demolished Genyue, and the demolished boulder was used as a cannon by the Song army.

Who pities Lei Lei in the middle of the river, once went to the king long live the mountain.

Genyue was demolished, but it failed to prevent the Jin army from breaking the city, losing half of the country, and almost destroying the country and the species.

Can the thin gold body be exchanged for the lives of thousands of Song people?

"Zhang Xianggong, you came so late, is there something delaying?"

Zhao Hong and Zhang Tiangang rode their horses and asked softly.

"Your Royal Highness doesn't know that in the imperial court, there is war and peace with the Great Song Dynasty, and the emperor invited you to attend the birthday banquet, and many arrogant soldiers and generals in the court have complaints. When I went out of the city, I was blocked in the city by those martial artists, and I had to drink tea and talk about it. The old minister had no choice but to go back to the palace to ask His Majesty for instructions, which had to be late. ”

Zhang Tiangang's face was embarrassed, and he told the truth.

The Jin lord Wanyan Shouxu ascended the throne and intended to join forces with the Southern Song Dynasty to defend Mongolia in case the Mongols made a detour to attack the rear of the Jin State, but unfortunately the ministers of the DPRK and China thought that this matter was disgraceful and tried their best to obstruct it, and the Southern Song Dynasty was not very enthusiastic, so the matter has not been able to be completed.

This time, Zhao Hong sent an envoy to the Jin State, and many generals in the court disdained it and complained about Zhao Hong's visit to Jin. They didn't dare to complain directly to the emperor, so they could only make a trick in the middle of the road.

"Zhang Xianggong, it seems that you are the son of heaven, and you also have many troubles. Song Jin is the same! ”

The Jin people's contempt for the Song people is obvious. The kings of the two countries were swayed by their courtiers, and the imperial power was weakened, and there were many disadvantages in front of the Mongolian iron horsemen who were eyeing them.

Although the Jin Emperor has a lot of freedom, and the Jin State does not have a domineering prime minister like Shi Miyuan, but in history, the Jin Emperor was held hostage by the ministers, and I have to say that there are many problems in the Jin Kingdom.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, a character like Shi Miyuan, but this dynasty will not appear."

Zhang Tiangang intentionally or unintentionally, an understatement.

"Zhang Xianggong is inspired by feelings, and there is no sarcasm. You're overreacting. Emperor Jin is ambitious, and it seems that he is going to make great efforts. ”

Zhao Hong smiled slightly, and entered Kaifeng City.

It's boring to talk about these boring topics.