In 1127 AD, the Northern Song Dynasty fell. Immediately, the ninth imperial prince, Zhao Gou, ascended the throne in Shangqiu amidst widespread anticipation, inheriting the Song imperial line and r...
"That's what I was going to say..."
"But on the other hand, if someone really uses such a despicable method as rumors to attack the Prime Minister, and if someone really dares to privately disclose the results of the discussion of the Privy Council in the palace to the generals below, if I do not deal with it, it will lead to a disaster." Zhao Jiu finally turned around. "This time, you don't have to go with me to the battle, stay here, and take advantage of the situation to re-establish the Imperial City Bureau..."
"Your Majesty, the Imperial City Department should be under the charge of the Supervisor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs..."
"No need, it's you!" Zhao Jiu replied unhappily. "Don't forget, I forgot everyone after I climbed out of the well. It's only been eight months. If you don't do this, who should I look for? Look for Feng Yi. I've only known him for more than a month!"
Yang Yizhong bowed his head slightly and stopped refutation.
"I still remember what Feng Yi said when he proposed to re-establish the Imperial City Division." Zhao Jiu seemed to be thinking about something, and continued to speak slowly. "Three thousand people are too many, and we have just arrived in Nanyang, so it is not appropriate to put the name of the Imperial City Division on the map, so as to avoid the dissatisfaction of the ministers. The key is to first sort out the Investigation Division under the Imperial City Division. Two or three hundred people are enough... No locals are needed. We can recruit innocent people who have moved south from the nearby refugees, and we can also expand the name of the Banzhi and select from the army... There is no rush for this, I just need to know the origins of these two things after I come back!"
"Yes!" The mission was clear and correct, and Yang Yizhong had nothing to say.
Zhao Guanjia, who was only wearing casual clothes and a leather belt, also opened an umbrella and walked into the rain.
Moreover, for Zhao Jiu, the conflict of ideas at the military meeting was just an episode, not a big deal, because he knew in his heart that the probability of there being a problem with this matter was actually not high... The reason was very simple, Fan Qiong's military arrangements were there, as long as people thought about it seriously, people with high skills would eventually reach the same conclusion.
However, the previous incident really disgusted him, so much so that although the official waved his hand and told no one to mention it again, he was still upset in his heart, so he started to engage in spy politics in the name of so-called military affairs.
It was as if he had been criticized by Censor Hu, but he still couldn't help taking notes.
I can only say that this is the level of some people.
Looking back, it rained continuously the next day, but inspired by the military achievements and under the personal supervision of Emperor Zhao, the troops in the imperial camp set out southward as planned to quell the rebellion.
It is particularly worth mentioning that, perhaps because the military pay had just been reissued, no rewards were issued for this expedition, which broke a record of the Song Dynasty's imperial guards for many years.
In fact, Emperor Zhao also wanted to see whether the army of the Song Dynasty could fight safely and securely even if the soldiers were paid properly and trained honestly.
The result seems to be no.
On the third day of April, Emperor Zhao personally led an army of more than 10,000 soldiers to set out in the rain. On the seventh day of April, Wang De and Fu Qing arrived at the city of Dengzhou, less than a hundred miles away. After easily sweeping the surrounding towns, they failed in their siege.
On the ninth day of April, amid intermittent rain, Emperor Zhao led his main force to the city of Dengzhou, but still failed to climb the city wall that day.
At this time, people in the city saw the emperor's dragon flag coming from afar, so they sent envoys out of the city to ask for surrender to the emperor. The condition was naturally to pardon the generals in the city. In this regard, Emperor Zhao did not make things difficult for the envoy, but naturally rejected the other party.
The next day, the rebels in the city came out in the rain to rob the camp, but were easily defeated by the generals of the Song army at the foot of the city.
On April 11, the weather cleared up temporarily. Fu Qing suggested taking advantage of the surging Baihe River to divert water to flood the city, but the government rejected the suggestion. However, the camp began to build equipment and even showed signs of firing cannons.
That night, the city sent out messengers for the second time.
"We have strayed into the wrong path and regret it deeply." The visitor was properly searched and escorted into the tent. He still kowtowed to the young man sitting in the seat. "The Jin people abandoned us as a cover, and we also know that we are powerless to compete with the government's heavenly soldiers. At this point, we only hope to survive..."
"Just to stay alive?"
Amid the croaking of frogs, Zhao Jiu, who was looking at some notes sent from Nanyang, raised his head and said sternly, "In other words, as long as I promise you a life, whether it means hard labor or exile to Lingnan, you are willing to accept it?"
"That's exactly what I mean!" The man continued to kowtow regardless of the muddy ground.
"Is it because Fan Qiong didn't support you?" Zhao Jiu put down the note and sighed. "Not only did the Jin people abandon you, but even the old shoes abandoned you..."
"I regret it so much, and we surrendered to the Jin people blindly." At this point, the man paused for a moment before continuing to kowtow and plead. "Your Majesty, please let me know that the main culprit who surrendered to the Jin people was the former Caizhou inspector Li Shang. If your Majesty can spare the lives of the rest of us, then... we can also tie him up and bring him to the city to be executed."
It had been raining for days and the roads were muddy. The remaining tens of thousands of Jin rebels in the city were abandoned by everyone and had no way of survival. However, the Song army, including thousands of civilians, were already exhausted. The generals who had been competing for the lead a few days ago had lost all their spirit.
Therefore, upon hearing this man's earnest words, the generals around in the tent, starting from Wang Yuan, all wanted to move. Even Liu Ziyu couldn't help but look at Emperor Zhao's attitude.
"No." Zhao Jiu put his hands on the table and looked at the person in front of him with a stern face, but he was straightforward and direct.
"Your Majesty!" The man raised his head in grief and anger. "The situation that day, everyone thought the country was going to perish..."
"Is he dead?" Zhao Jiu responded coldly.
"Let's not talk about that day, but just talk about the present. Why is it that Fan Qiong only executes the main culprit, but we are not even allowed to talk here?"
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