In the golden autumn season, in the early morning, walking on the royal street of Bianjing City, Luo Shichang, the deputy envoy of Western Xia, who was in a bad mood, looked at the dilapidated houses and depressed markets on both sides, shook his head again and again, and sighed frequently.

"How can the city of Tokyo, the number one city in the world, be so dilapidated?"

The city is dilapidated, and the people are in shabby clothes, which is very different from the powerful people in fine clothes. There are many people with bald hair and braids, how can they have the appearance of being a gentleman and the best in the world for Tokyo women.

"What a good Tokyo city, they ruined it like this!"

The attendant Zhang Han couldn't help but say.

Those boulders in the Jinshui River are the "relics" of nearly a hundred years ago, during the Jingkang period of the Northern Song Dynasty, when the Song army demolished the stone guards of Genyue Mountain.

The Jin people ruled the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years, and the stones in the shallow Jinshui River were too lazy to salvage, and their carelessness in governing the country can be seen.

The night rain of the Golden Pond, the bright moon of the State Bridge, the clouds of the Gen Moon, and the noise of the alum tower, the prosperity of Tokyo City can only stay in poetry and imagination.

"Daxiangguo Temple has become a vegetable garden, how can the Jin people know how to govern the country? Now they were chased by the Mongols and fled to the Central Plains, and there were only three or four hundred thousand people in the city, almost all of whom were sergeants. I ruined Bianjing City, and now I come to live again. Deserve! ”

In the words of Li Zhongge, the official secretary of the Western Xia Dynasty, there was a hint of schadenfreude.

The Jin and Xia people have fought wars on and off for decades, and even if they come to ask for help, they still can't hold back their hostility in their bones.

"Li Xianggong, don't be sarcastic. Jin people themselves are difficult to protect and can't help us. Our Great Xia, I'm afraid we will also face a catastrophe! ”

The consolation of Li Shaoying in Zuo Shilang of Shangshu Province made the ridicule between Li Zhongge's eyebrows disappear without a trace.

The Mongol army returned from the westward expedition, Genghis Khan divided the princes, and the Tatar army marched south to invade Western Xia, only in a moment.

If there is no foreign aid, I am afraid that it will be difficult to hold on to the strength of Western Xia alone, and if it is not done well, it will be a disaster to destroy the country.

"Luo Xianggong, the Tatar army is heading south, will the Emperor of Jin send troops to help us?"

Li Shaoying was worried and asked softly.

Li Dewang, the emperor of the Western Xia, sent Li Zhongge, the secretary of the ministry, Luo Shichang, the Xuanhui envoy of the Southern Yuan, and Li Shaoying, the Zuo Shilang of Shangshu Province, to the Jin Dynasty, and just signed a peace treaty with the Jin Dynasty yesterday.

The main purpose of the peace treaty: Jin Xia is a country of brothers, and the Xia Dynasty is a brother of Jin; The two countries each use their own year names, and the Jin Dynasty does not give New Year's coins to the Xia Kingdom. Xia Jin gets back together.

Even if an alliance has been reached, even if it is about a brotherly country, the Jin people are vague in sending troops to help the war and have not made a clear statement.

"Look at the dilapidated appearance of Bianjing City, Jin Guo is too busy to take care of himself, where can he help us?"

Luo Shichang shook his head and categorically denied the possibility of Jin Guo fighting.

Bianjing City, which was once rich in the world, prosperous and romantic, with a population of more than one million, is now depressed, dilapidated and withered, and the residents are seriously Hu, Jin is not the original Jin State, and Bianjing City is not the original Bianjing City under the rule of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Emperor Wanyan Shouxu of the Jin State was indecisive, vacillating between Mongolia and the war, and did not say a word, and the Western Xia could only "improve themselves".

"Damn these god Tartars! This is the morning food that will destroy my Great Xia! ”

Li Zhongge scolded fiercely.

"The Land of Tigers and Wolves! O land of tigers and wolves! ”

The wrinkles on Luo Shichang's face are deeper.

Li Zhongge and Luo Shichang moved forward, and the envoys of Western Xia were all ugly.

Li Dewang, the emperor of Western Xia, wanted to join forces with Jin to resist Mongolia and save the Xia kingdom from peril, but it was probably to no avail. The Jin Dynasty was driven south of the Yellow River by the Mongol army from the north, with a population of only three or four million, and the soldiers were exhausted, and the people's resentment was boiling, and they were unable to help Xia resist Mongolia.

What's even worse is that Emperor Li Dewang took in Genghis Khan's enemy, the son of King Han of the Kerebu tribe, Yirahe Sangkun. Luo Shichang once tried his best to admonish, Li Dewang didn't listen, and Luo Shichang was helpless.

"My Great Xia once joined forces with the Song people to cut gold, I don't know if the Song people can help?"

Rushed to the doctor, Li Shaoying suddenly asked.

In the twelfth year of Jiading (1220), the Great Song Dynasty Sichuan system made An Bing and Western Xia launch the "Battle of Qin Gong". Ning Zining, the privy envoy of Western Xia, led more than 200,000 troops, and agreed that the Xia soldiers would conduct field battles, and the Song army would attack the city. The Song army failed to attack Gongzhou, and Western Xia refused to assist the Song army in attacking Qinzhou, so the Song army returned to the division.

In October of the fourteenth year of Jiading (1221), the Western Xia sent people to attack the Jin Dynasty again.

"Song people?"

Li Zhongge was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head.

"I only heard that the new emperor of the Song people ascended the throne, but the border between Song and Xia was not passable, and there was no contact between the two countries. I don't know anything about the Song people's country! ”

"The Song soldiers are weak, and the scholars are in charge of the troops, so what's the use? Besides, I heard that the Song people had repeatedly conspired with the Tatars to break the gold, how could they help me in Great Xia and deal with the Tatars? ”

The squire said listlessly in the second year of high school.

"Not really. Between Song and Jin, isn't there a truce? The Tatars are tigers and wolves, and the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, the Song people will not understand. ”

Luo Shichang has a different view.

It's a pity that they don't know anything about the Song people, how much military strength they have, and what the government and the opposition are like.

"The Song people are just officials, and the soldiers below are quite brave. If I can really bring the Song people in and deal with the Tatars together, maybe I still have a chance to survive in Great Xia. ”

Li Zhongge's heart couldn't help but move.

Great Xia had a population of only one or two million, while Great Song had fifty or sixty Great Summers and twenty or thirty Jin countries. If only Da Song could get involved......

"I heard that the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty has died, and the new emperor killed the powerful minister Shi Miyuan. The Song people are in a mess right now, I'm afraid they won't be able to help! ”

An envoy followed from a daze.

"It's been a year since they all ascended the throne, how can it still be a mess? Does anyone know the details of this Song Emperor? ”

Luo Shichang asked subconsciously.

What Emperor Song called, he couldn't remember for a while.

The entourage all shook their heads, and Luo Shichang and Li Zhongge glanced at each other, both disappointed.

I don't know anything about the Song people, even if I want to work hard, I can't do it.

"Useless!"

Luo Shichang looked at the dilapidated and towering palace tower at the end of the royal street, his face was ugly, and he hated it.

I don't know if he is talking about his subordinates or Jinren.

"Luo Xianggong, do your best, the number of days is difficult to violate. It can only be up to providence. ”

Li Zhongge comforted Luo Shichang, and his heart was also helpless.

Looking at the spacious storefront of the bookstore on the side of the street, carved beams and paintings, as if it was open to customers, Li Zhongge stopped, his eyes lingering on the plaque.

"Bianjing Bookstore! Finally the door opens! ”

Li Shaoying read it softly.

"You say, what is Zhang Tiangang's intention in asking us to come to this bookstore?"

Li Zhongge asked thoughtfully.

"Bianjing Bookstore, you'll know when you enter!"

Luo Shichang replied thoughtfully.

Before the peace agreement was signed, they had come, but the doors and windows were closed, and there was no one to come. They thought that the host was out, but they didn't expect to open the door today.

After the two countries signed the peace agreement, the bookstore opened its doors to do business, which seems to be intentional.

"Let's go inside!"

Li Zhongge took the lead, and Luo Shichang and others glanced at each other and followed.

They wondered if there was an unexpected surprise.

"Tatar Strategy!"

After entering the bookstore, several people turned around, and their eyes stayed on the "Tatar Policy" on the bookshelf.

"Da Song Zhao Hong!"

Li Zhongge couldn't help but be stunned, flipped through a few pages, was shocked, and couldn't help but raise his head and ask:

"The shopkeeper, this "Tatar Policy", but this Song man Zhao Hong's author? Who is this person? ”

Just a glimpse, Li Zhongge knew that what was said in this book was appropriate and incisive, and it was definitely written by everyone.

"Sir, at first glance, you are from Western Xia!"

The shopkeeper's eyes were sharp, and when he saw that there were a few people with bald hair, he guessed the identities of Li Zhongge and several people.

"Sir, good eyesight. This "Tatar Policy" is indeed written by Zhao Hong, a native of the Song Dynasty. Don't underestimate this Zhao Hong, this person is the current Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty. I also have a collection of his poems, which are beautifully printed, all of which are from the big bookstore of the Lin'an Mansion of the Song Dynasty, and they are beautifully engraved. You can take a look! ”

The shopkeeper smiled and introduced enthusiastically.

It's not easy to do business these days, and these few are not bad at a glance, and they can make a lot of money.

"Zhao Hong! Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty! ”

Li Zhongge and the others looked at each other, and instantly understood.

No wonder I feel that the name Zhao Hong is a little familiar, it turns out to be the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.

The new emperor of the Song people ascended the throne, and the Western Xia was besieged by the Mongol army, so how could he have the heart to pay attention to these. When the Mongol army withdrew, the first thing the Tangut people thought of was to form an alliance with the Jin people, and they forgot about the Great Song Dynasty in the south.

A copy of "Tatar Ce" and a "Anthology of Zhao Hong's Poems", several people watched it in their hands, sweating on their foreheads and trembling in their hearts.

“…… The Tatar army consisted of cavalry, which was fast and mobile, not only agile in its movements, but also had the widest range of activities. Before capturing a place, destroy it on the ground and then concentrate on attacking the stronghold. If a great city is not easy to take, first break its perimeter and make it an isolated dead city, which cannot be surrendered. The Tatar capture of the central capital of the Jin Kingdom is this kind of warfare method......"

Li Shaoying's heart was beating in shock, and his palms were wet.

How could this Great Song Zhao Hong be so familiar with the tactics of the Tatar cavalry?

Could it be that he also went to the battlefield and fought against the Tatar cavalry?

“…… Success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

There are so many delicate rivers and mountains, leading countless heroes to bend their waists. Pity the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lose the literary ......"

Li Zhongge's heart swayed when he saw it, and he blurted out unconsciously.

"This man is generous and unbeatable, comparable to Sinsu. Only in the splendid Southern Dynasties can there be such characters! ”

Luo Shichang was also excited, and he was sweating unconsciously.

Li Zun, the emperor of the Western Xia, was a young mechanic, a scholar of the Botong group, and worked in the seal. In the tenth year of Tianqing, the court tried to be the first in the roll call.

But compared with the Great Song Emperor Zhao Hong, it is simply the world on earth and the world, not worth mentioning.

At least, the Emperor Taishang couldn't even think of the artistic conception of this word.

A person's vision really determines his pattern. Otherwise, the Emperor Taishang would not have single-handedly made Great Xia lack of national strength and the people would be miserable.

"How can this Great Song Emperor know so much about the Tatar army? If I had this book, I wouldn't have ...... in Great Xia."

Li Zhongge shook his head and sighed, but he couldn't say any more.

"I just don't know, is this person just talking on paper?"

Li Shaoying frowned, unable to get used to the author Zhao Hong's praise of Temujin.

They didn't know anything about this Great Song Emperor.

However, with the current ruin of Western Xia and the situation of the Mongol army, this "Tatar Policy" is not as real as a feather arrow.

The weak Western Xia has no chance and time to make a comeback.

"Withered vines and old trees...... The sun is setting, and the heartbroken man is at the end of the world. How could this Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty have such a deep understanding of life? ”

Luo Shichang's forehead was sweating, and his heart was swaying.

"A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle...... Concise and to the point, what an apt evaluation! ”

Destroying countless countries, using soldiers like gods, bending bows and shooting eagles, and the prosperity of martial arts can indeed be called a generation of Tianjiao, but it is not the luck of Western Xia.

The surprise that Zhang Tiangang said was not related to the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty?

Luo Shichang's heart suddenly jumped wildly.