Hesheli and others were obviously dissatisfied with the failure of yesterday, and they were also worried about being held accountable later.
As for the so-called nationality and the great families in Yan, when the moment really came, they were not so agile… There were countless people in the nationality who were unwilling to leave Yanjing. Some of them had even lived in the south along the banks of the Yellow River for more than ten years. How could they be willing to suddenly return to a place with white mountains and black waters?
Not to mention, the Jurchen nobles left in such a hurry that they could not take all the gold, pearls, and military equipment with them. They could only share them with the wealthy families in Yan area, exchanging their wealth and military equipment for vehicles and livestock. This method of division and this hasty transaction were bound to make both parties dissatisfied.
But then again, under the support of the political alliance of Wuzhu, the King, and Xiyin, with the Crown Prince on the left, Hesheli, Talan and others on the right, and several generals at the bottom, the Jurchens barely maintained a behavioral entity, which allowed them to force the evacuation operation with a quick and decisive attitude.
Besides, there is no choice but to withdraw.
The news of the turmoil in Yanjing City was spread to Zhuozhou by someone with ulterior motives that afternoon... There was no way around it. At this point, even closing the four gates would become 'evidence' of the turmoil in Yanjing, not to mention the commotion the night before?
After getting the news, the already shaken Fanyang New Army camp began to collapse. With a large number of soldiers fleeing, the New Army tried their best to put together a situation in the evening. They gathered seven or eight generals, wrote a letter of surrender, and collectively surrendered to Han Shizhong in the Xincheng area in the south, and requested Marshal Han to come and take over the troops.
At night, the surrender letter from the Fanyang camp in front might not have been delivered to the new city yet. After learning the news from the front camp, the Liangxiang garrison commander, General Cheng Mu, who came from a wealthy family in Yan, resolutely rebelled at the age of nearly 70 and hung the prepared Zhao Song flag on the top of the Liangxiang city.
Then he took the initiative to inform Yanjing of his "change of flag".
In the late night, news from Liangxiang reached Yanjing… Although the Yanjing high-level officials had anticipated the collapse of the front line, they were still very worried. However, it was already the late night, so they did not directly cause chaos in the whole city.
But that was all. At dawn, news in the city spread rapidly and uncontrollably. The local big families began to mobilize again. The new soldiers in armor regained their courage and occupied and controlled some government offices without hesitation. The streets and alleys outside the main roads were also patrolled by local new soldiers.
Then, there were tests and conflicts, and this time, the Jurchen soldiers, who had no intention of fighting, were in a state of disarray.
Soon, even the most important arsenal was taken away by the local big families in Yanjing, and no one tried to take it back.
It's ridiculous that countless people racked their brains and made hard plans the night before, as if they were fighting for something insignificant, but just one day later, it was easily crushed by a flag that was hung up on its own.
But to be honest, the Jurchens really couldn't hold on any longer, and soon an imperial decree was issued to various places... The king would leave in the afternoon, and all nations and ethnic groups would go with him. Officials from Han areas were required to accompany him as much as possible, and those who didn't want to go didn't have to go.
Zheng Xiunian chose to stay. He didn't dare to try the excitement of the previous night again. However, Qin Hui, who also escaped the previous night, hurriedly packed his luggage and went out with his wife Wang, as if he was preparing to go out of the border.
"Why is Mr. Qin leaving too?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked out of the alley, Qin Hui and his wife were met with an obstructor in his prime.
Qin Hui took a look at this person. Although he could not remember his specific origin, he felt vaguely that he looked familiar. He seemed to be a Han Chinese who was captured during the Jingkang period. He paused on his horse for a moment, and then sighed quietly: "If I stay, I will definitely die!"
"Since you are guilty of being a Jin minister, how about changing your name and surname to be an ordinary person?" The middle-aged Han man was immediately anxious. "Minister Qin, in the current situation, if you don't want to be a Song person, do you want to be a Jurchen?"
Qin Hui wanted to say more, but Wang in the carriage behind him urged him: "Go, go, go! Do you want to lag behind others in escaping? Do you really want to be a poor person, eating chestnuts all day long?"
At this time, Qin Huizhi finally remembered what kind of interactions he had with the Han people who blocked his way, but he just lowered his head and urged his attendants forward without saying a word... Behind him, there were seventeen or eighteen vehicles alone, loaded with rewards and bribes from the Jurchen nobles over the years.
As he left, the Han man who was chased away by the attendants shouted anxiously: "Mr. Qin, if you really go beyond the Great Wall, you will be dead!"
Qin Hui just pretended not to hear it.
Since it was an escape, there was doomed to be no order... Qin Hui went to the street, and wanted to find the Fourth Prince's carriage and guards, but he couldn't find them at all. He then went to look for Xi Yin's family, but couldn't find them either. He had no choice but to wait at the north gate road, ready to follow the king's carriage back north.
This time, Qin Hui actually waited for Wanyan Xiyin and the families of Wanyan Xiyin and the Fourth Prince, but he did not see the Fourth Prince himself.
"Where is the Fourth Prince?"
Having luckily survived the night before, Qin Hui was quite cautious, but he still couldn't help but have doubts... If the Fourth Prince - Xiyin - was gone, how could the King balance the core of the Jurchen Alliance? He was afraid that he would be in trouble on the way... So he took the initiative to ask Wanyan Xiyin.
"I'll tell Prime Minister Qin when we get to Gubeikou." Wanyan Xiyin answered calmly with a gloomy face.
Qin Huizhi just felt his scalp tingling, but he was helpless.
After a long and arduous journey, people kept escaping. By the evening, when they had passed Gubeikou, everyone was reluctantly taking a rest. However, Qin Hui was still thinking about Wanyan Wushu's whereabouts. After settling his family down, he hurried to ask Xi Yin.
"After hearing the news of the change of flag in Liangxiang last night, the Fourth Prince immediately tied himself up and headed south to seek peace with Emperor Zhao!" Xi Yin replied directly without any emotion. "I gathered all his family members for him."
When Qin Huizhi heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning.
PS: Thanks to slyshen for the 13th cuteness and Malaka for the top cuteness, this is the 227th cuteness.
Then, I will offer two books as a routine sacrifice: "Zhu Dao in the Heavens" (written by the big brother Xin Haiyue, it seems that writing history is indeed a dead end), and "Welcome to My Weird Website".
Finally, I'd like to ask for a leave... There is a training activity organized by the China Writers Association from today to the 9th. The standards should be relatively high and the discipline should be relatively strict. I don't know what the intensity of the learning process is, and I don't know whether I will be back on the evening of the 9th or on the 10th... If the relevant updates are postponed within three days, please don't mind... It depends on the situation... I'm about to leave... Good morning, everyone.
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