Summer is about to begin, and the hot and dry weather is making the city even more prosperous.

As a famous gold cave in Tokyo, Fan Lou is still bright and green, drunk and gold-obsessed.

In the quiet courtyard in the southeast corner, Han Zhen sat in the study, looking at the information sent by the secret spy department.

"Shhh

Taking a deep breath, he muttered to himself, "Is this Zhao Ji a rat, where did he go?" ”

There is no trace of Liangzhejiang, and the secret agents in Fujian have no information about Zhao Ji, so could it be that they escaped to sea?

It's not impossible, in the original time and space, Zhao Gou was taken refuge by the Jin army several times.

Under the mahogany desk, Lu Tian poked his head out, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "Now, the general trend has been decided, Zhao Ji can't afford to make any waves, why should Your Majesty care?" ”

Han Zhen stretched out his hand, gently stroked her delicate and charming cheeks, and chuckled: "You don't understand, if Zhao Ji is not escorted to Tokyo City for a day, the south will not be at peace for a day." In this world, there is no shortage of careerists. ”

The various policies of the Qi State will inevitably touch the interests of some strata in the south.

Cutting off people's financial means is like killing your parents.

In order to protect their own interests, there will always be people who are willing to take risks.

The south is the place where cults take root, and there are countless folk obscene shrines, such as Maitreya, Manichaeism, Nestorianism, Zoroastrianism, incense associations, and economic gatherings...... As well as some cults whose names cannot be named, there are no less than 30 of them, large and small.

Don't underestimate these cults, and put aside everything else, it's just that in the more than 100 years of the Northern Song Dynasty, there were cults behind several major rebellions.

The uproar of Wang Ze during the Renzong period was fueled by the Maitreya religion.

At the beginning of the uprising of Wang Xiaobo and Li Shun, they also relied on the local obscene shrines in Shuzhong to build momentum.

Not to mention Fang La and Zhong Xiang Yang Mi in the back, they relied on Manichaeism to preach, develop believers, and rapidly expand their power.

There is no way, the people of this era are ignorant and extremely fearful of ghosts and gods, which is a hotbed for the breeding and development of cults.

Moreover, these cults are rooted in the people, hidden in the shadows, and it is extremely difficult to be discovered, let alone eradicated, when they are dormant.

To be honest, it is easy to conquer the south, but if you want to run a good business like Shandong and Gyeonggi, it is not easy, and it takes a lot of energy and time.

For these gate gentry and cults, is there anything better than the name Zhao Ji?

Therefore, Zhao Ji must find out and escort him back to Beijing.

Let the people all over the world know that Zhao Ji is in Tokyo City.

Lu Tian picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth and spit it in the copper bowl, and said, "The slave will let the secret agents in the south step up the search and find out Zhao Ji as soon as possible." ”

"Hmm."

Han Zhen smiled and nodded.

Putting down the teacup, Lu Tian asked, "Your Majesty will come back this time, shouldn't you leave Beijing in the short term?" ”

Han Zhen replied: "I will go to the south in a while. ”

"Huh?"

Lu Tian said in a reluctant tone: "Your Majesty has just returned from the imperial expedition, why do you want to go to the south again?" ”

"The south has been decided, and I must go there in person to calm the people."

Han Zhen said, patted her round buttocks like a full moon, and said with a smile: "It won't take long to go this time, I will come back soon, and when the south is stable, I will not leave Beijing in the next two years, the country is new, and the development of people's livelihood is the key." The people are living too hard under the rule of Zhao Song, it's time to change their way of life and live a good life! ”

"Your Majesty's heart for the people is the blessing of the Great Qi."

Lu Tian tilted his head slightly, looking at Han Zhen's beautiful eyes, which were about to be drawn.

Feeling that Lu Tian's whole body was soft, Han Zhen said with a straight face: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, and you are not easy to get tired, I have returned to the palace, you should rest early." ”

"Your Majesty, go slowly."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Lu Tian's eyes.

……

followed the secret passage all the way back to the palace, and saw Liu Chang greeted him happily.

Seeing this, Han Zhen teased: "What is the happy event that deserves to be so happy?" ”

Liu Chang said happily: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, Hangzhou 800 miles urgently sent a battle report, Wang Yuan has surrendered!" ”

Han Zhen smiled: "It seems that Wang Yuan has finally figured it out." ”

Liangzhejiang Road has long been a meal on the plate of Qi State, it is just a matter of time, but I have to say that Wang Yuan's surrender saved Han Zhen a lot of money.

You must know that whether it is the Xuzhou Army under the command of Yue Fei or the Navy Naval Division, if they are stationed on Liangzhejiang Road for one day, they will spend tens of thousands of dollars and food.

Tens of thousands of troops need money to eat, drink, and Lazar, and people also need money to transport grain and grass, and even recruit craftsmen to build warships......

In addition to this, it also affected the battlefield on the Western Front.

After Wang Yuan surrendered, Yue Fei could easily take the Liangzhejiang Road, and the warships and sailors under Wang Yuan's command could immediately be put into the Xiangyang battlefield with a little practice, and hundreds of warships would block the upper reaches of the Han River and attack Shuzhong three or five months in advance.

This has come and gone, and the savings are as high as millions.

Han Zhen ordered: "Spread my will, grant Wang Yuan to return to Dezhong Lang, give a thousand catties of gold, and a pair of jade." ”

Guide Zhonglang will be a vain position, from the four grades of the military officer.

Wang Yuan is still very capable, but there is no suitable shortage in the army for the time being, so he will first give him a false position to stabilize his heart.

Han Zhen continued to command: "In addition, send an order to Yue Fei to take the Liangzhejiang Road as soon as possible and receive the Song army under Wang Yuan's command. ”

"The slave takes the command."

Liu Chang bowed in response.

……

……

Liangzhejiang Road, Xinzhou.

On the official road, a group of fleeing people struggled to move forward.

At this moment, Zhao Ji had a dark face, dressed in tattered linen clothes, sloppy, holding a dead wood cane, blending in with the crowd, almost perfectly blending in.

Four days had passed since she left the village, and she had learned from the little woman that the village was located on the border between Quzhou and Shinshu.

Seventy miles to the west, you can reach Yushan County in Xinzhou, and forty miles to the south is Jiangshan County, but Zhao Ji is now frightened by Fang Layu's sins, where do you dare to wander in Quzhou, in case you are captured to the mountains again, I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed.

So, Zhao Ji decisively went to Xinzhou, even if he walked an extra thirty miles, he also admitted it.

As long as he gets to Yushan County, his hard days will come to an end.

Stop and stop along the way, drink river water when you are thirsty, and eat wild vegetables and fruits when you are hungry.

Zhao Ji, who originally didn't eat delicious food, now even gnawed raw wild vegetables very sweetly.

So, people, if you don't push it, you never know how much potential you have.

After walking for five days, the group finally arrived in Yushan County.

When they arrived in Yushan County, the fleeing people began to go their separate ways, some of them went to relatives in the countryside, and some went to the county seat, intending to find a job.

All the way to the city gate, unsurprisingly stopped by the city gate officer.

"Where are the beggars, get out of here!"

In the crowd, an old man stepped forward and said tremblingly: "We are the people who fled from Quzhou, and the tired poor man raised his noble hand and asked us to go into the city to find a job." ”

The officer glanced at him with contempt: "You said yes?" Is there a reason? ”

The old man smiled bitterly: "Since it is a refugee, where is the reason for it." ”

The messenger shouted loudly: "Hurry up and get out of here without a reason, and if you dare to stay, you will all be arrested and put in prison." ”

Seeing that after all the hard work, he finally arrived in Jiangshan County, but was blocked out by a Xu official, how could Zhao Ji endure it?

Anger went up and down, and I saw him squeeze through the crowd and raise his hand to slap him.

Syllable!

The crisp slap sound made everyone stunned.

Even the errand officer who was beaten covered his face and was stunned.

Zhao Ji raised his halberd fingers and scolded angrily: "You dog really doesn't know whether to live or die, and you don't hurry up and get out of the county to take over!" ”

He has been the emperor for more than 20 years, and under the rage, the power is unmatched.

Momentum, to put it bluntly, is a person's confidence refraction.

There is money in his arms, and his waist is naturally hard.

There is power in your hands, and you are naturally calm in trouble.

These are the confidence of people.

As the emperor of a country, especially Zhao Ji, the emperor who has elevated the imperial power to the extreme, he has cultivated a strong momentum for a long time.

The messenger was shocked for a while, covered his face and said, "You...... Who are you? ”

The bandit and the thief Zhao Ji are afraid, but he is a goddamn official in the city of the Great Song County, he is afraid of a fart?

Returning to his rule, the Great Song official who once called for wind and rain and followed the law seems to be back.

Zhao Ji said aloud in a straight and round official dialect: "Open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, I am the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty!" ”

Official?

The servant swallowed and looked Zhao Ji up and down with an incredulous gaze.

is embarrassed, but his demeanor and momentum are far from being comparable to ordinary people.

In the eyes of the errand officer, even the county magistrate does not have such authority.

And the people around them who fled were even more dumbfounded.

What?

Followed us all the way, it was Your Majesty who gnawed wild vegetables and drank river water?

Gollum!

The officer swallowed, looked shocked, and forcibly took advantage of his slightly trembling legs to say, "You...... Your Majesty...... And wait...... I ......"

Halfway through his speech, the messenger turned around and ran into the city.

"Mengzhi County, Mengzhi County!!"

The errand ran all the way back to the county office, shouting loudly.

At noon, Meng Wei, the county magistrate, was taking a lunch break in the backyard.

The voice of the messenger woke him from his sleep.

Meng Wei was startled, sat up hurriedly, and said while putting his official robe on his body: "But the Qi army is coming?" Tell the generals of the Qi army that the official has surrendered, and the official has surrendered! ”

At this time, the housekeeper who was guarding outside the house replied: "Ah Lang Mo panicked, it was not the Qi army calling, it was the soap official Hong Gou'er who was on duty at the city gate." ”

Hearing that it was the county magistrate, Meng Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately said angrily: "Why is this dog yelling? ”

The official shook his head: "The old slave doesn't know either." ”

Hearing this, Meng Wei put on his official hat, straightened his clothes, and walked to the lobby.

All the way to the lobby, before he could ask questions, he saw Hong Gou'er shouting in a panic: "Hongzhi County, there is a group of homeless people outside the city, one of them claims to be the emperor, let Hongzhi County quickly roll outside the city to pick up the car." ”

"The Emperor?"

Meng Wei exclaimed.

Hong Gou'er covered his face, and said in a slightly aggrieved tone: "Yes, I also slapped him in the face." ”

Meng Wei didn't care if he was slapped or not, and he was shocked and uncertain at the moment.

(End of chapter)