Not only was Yang Yi Zhong a military general, he was also the head of a secret service and naturally held a third kind of power. It was true that he was often attacked by the outside court and that he had taken the blame for Emperor Zhao many times. However, after killing the magistrate tonight, the one who felt the greatest pressure was not Zhao Jiu, but Yang Zhengfu, who had arrested him from the very beginning.

That's all.

On the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, at noon, upon hearing that more than thirty small artillery carts had been successfully loaded onto the ship, Emperor Zhao, who had pretended to go back to sleep last night, returned to the bank of the Bian River. He led the ministers in the capital to bid farewell to Zhang Rong, who had worked hard all night, and several naval leaders of Liangshanpo who had gone into the battle.

"The outcome of this battle is not a big deal, so I will not go to the front to cheer for General Zhang." Zhao Jiu shook Zhang Rong's hand and said with a smile. "Let the newly-appointed Jinshi Yu Yunwen accompany us to the river to see the outcome. I will wait for news in Beijing, and you just need to fight hard."

Zhang Rong did not put his hands on his hips or smile, but responded seriously: "Let alone stopping the Jin army at the Yellow River, which is a better way, the emperor is so loyal to us, we should also stand up for the emperor and fight for him."

When many ministers and officials on the river bank heard this, many of them could not help but look at each other and laugh.

But Zhao Jiu just nodded repeatedly, let go of the other person's hands, and said nothing.

Zhang Rongben did not want to say much, but turned around and jumped onto the first large ship flying his flag, and ordered the ship to start the water wheel. When the ship slowly started and the speed increased, he suddenly thought of something, and bowed directly on the deck towards the river bank: "Sir, I see that the people of Tokyo are in great inconvenience. After we pass by, we will repair the sluice gates, bridges, and ditches!"

Before Zhao Jiu could respond, the ship was unstoppable and had already sailed away. Then dozens of ships started one after another in front, and more than a hundred small boats followed behind, and they went downstream in the river in front of them and went straight out of the city.

After the fleet passed the city wall and entered the Jinming Lake outside the city, even the flags could not be seen.

"Make a flag of the same shape as Li Yanxian's 'Mainstay' flag, 'Carrying out Justice on Behalf of Heaven'." Zhao Jiu did not hesitate to turn around and ordered. "After this battle, no matter what the result is, send it to General Zhang."

ps: Dedicated to you my new book, "The First Ruthless Man in the Southern Ming Dynasty"

Thanks to the seventy-third cute classmate Gui Zizhizhiming, and the third alliance of others.

Nonsense, if I post this chapter now, you must think I wrote it in advance... Actually, the weather in Beijing was so comfortable today that I wrote 4,500 words at around 7:30 in the morning, and then slept for five hours on and off, during which I wrote the last thousand words on and off.