The next day, which was the morning of the fourth day of the first lunar month, Zhao Jiu had just sent the Zhongshu Sheren Hu Yin and Hu Mingzhong to Xiacai City to inquire about the restoration of the inner crossing, when he met the trembling Jin army envoy Shi Wenbin and saw the letter of surrender whose intention was unclear.
To be fair... Zhao Jiu was certainly not touched at all.
After all, he probably knew more about the tragic fate of the two saints than Jin Wushu did, because Jin Wushu had been fighting for half a year, and he knew that in history, Song Qinzong was probably trampled to death by a horse while playing polo... Did Jin Wushu know?
Moreover, Zhao Jiu had no sympathy for these two people. He could not even muster any sympathy other than humanism for the entire royal family who were abducted to the north.
The reason is very simple. The country is ruined. In the two rivers (Hebei and Hedong), Jingdong, and Guanxi, millions of lives have been lost. How many families have been destroyed and how many people have been killed? Wasn't it all caused by the Zhao Song dignitaries? As a normal person who grew up under the red flag and received a class education, he should sympathize with these people... Unless he, Zhao Jiu, is so stupid and ignorant that he thinks that those dignitaries who have forced countless ordinary people to rebel are qualified to represent this country and this nation.
In fact, after seeing this document which was meaningless to him, Zhao Jiu's first reaction was to selfishly look for classic passages in Chinese history so that he could continue his imitation show of the Holy Lord and the Hero King.
However, this is where the weird part comes in - no matter what, whether he is occupied or bound, Zhao Jiu is using Zhao Laojiu's body at this time, and he relies on it to survive in this war-torn era, so he must follow the rules attached to this body. And the rule is that even if Zhao Jiu has the urge to drown the "Second Saint" in the cesspool in front of him, he can't do it, at least not openly. Even if he does it secretly, he must first brush up the prestige of the Qin Emperor and Tang Zong before studying the feasibility.
Otherwise, people in the world will only regard him as a madman, and a madman is not qualified to lead the people of the world to fight against the Jin Dynasty, nor is he qualified to be the guide and leader of this country and nation.
As the saying goes, although one's heart is devoted to the people, one must first act like a feudal emperor, so as to achieve the best solution... This made Zhao Jiu realize a new problem, a problem about responsibility and obligation, selfishness and public spirit. It can only be said that this document made Zhao Jiu think far beyond everyone's imagination, whether it was Jin Wushu who was full of pride on the other side of the river, or the Song Dynasty's civil and military officials who knelt down in front of the imperial tent crying.
Just like that, I don't know how long it had been, and the outside of the tent was still a mess. However, seeing that Emperor Zhao still hadn't left the tent, and the civil and military officials outside the tent were also somewhat tired, he couldn't help but gradually become worried... After all, when he ascended the throne in Nanjing (Shangqiu), this lord had fainted in public; and after falling into the well, although this emperor gradually became expressionless on the surface and rarely did these things, but in fact, seeing him tie up the most scoundrel Han Taiwei with a belt, feed the most appetite Zhang Taiwei with a saltwater duck, cut the highest-ranking Liu Taiwei with a knife, and squeezed the Chief Censor to tears with just a few words, you know that his skills are now becoming more and more perfect.
So in this situation, God knows what this person can do?
"The government has issued an oral order!"
Just as the civil and military officials outside the tent were becoming increasingly suspicious, Lan Gui, the chief escort of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, suddenly opened the tent and spoke in a serious tone.
The civil and military officials outside the tent were also terrified and quickly became solemn.
"The emperor said so." Lan Gui said word by word with a blank expression. "If you cry from day to night and from night to day, will you be able to cry Dong Zhuo to death?"
"cough!"
When they heard the name Dong Zhuo, Lu Haowen, who was at the front, became unsteady and almost choked. The other ministers also lost their composure.
"The emperor has said that." Lan Gui waited considerately for Lu Xianggong and others to recover, and then continued to stand with his hands folded and preached seriously. "The matter of the two emperors' hunting in the north, welcoming back the two emperors' opinions, was already discussed by Li Xianggong and the emperor when they were still in Nanjing (Shangqiu). Unless the country is strong and the military force is used to attack Hebei, it will not work! Today's humiliation by the Jin people, all ministers should keep it in mind, and then forge ahead. When the situation turns around one day, we will repay them!"
Having said this, Lan Gui paused for a moment, then slowed down his tone and continued:
"The emperor said that after this decree arrives, all civil and military officials must stay at their posts and return to their respective teams. In the face of the battle, they must not fall into the Jin army's trap or reveal their flaws, otherwise he will not come out in person to see you off..."
After this was said, most people outside the imperial tent were more or less relieved, and then they either cried a few times or threatened Wen Bin a few times, and then they all bowed and left the imperial tent... To put it bluntly, although the second year of Jingkang and the first year of Jianyan were the same year, after all, a new emperor has new ministers, not to mention that it was already the second year of Jianyan? Therefore, most of the newly promoted ministers did not really care about the two saints, but the rules since ancient times and the moral values commonly upheld by the people of the world were there, and they had to consider the face of the new emperor, so they had to do so.
All in all, the situation outside the tent soon became calm, with only a few important officials and attendants sitting behind the curtain in front of the imperial tent.
Let me add one more thing here. Although Emperor Zhao has never publicly stated that he wants to continue the previous defense of the Huaihe River, it is obvious that he has this intention, as can be seen from the continuous construction of the Huainan Camp in Bagua Mountain.
In fact, after the supplies were escorted over, the entire Bagong Mountain camp had been renovated in a permanent direction... During the Chinese New Year, Lü Haowen lived in a wooden house; after the Chinese New Year, the central army tent and the imperial tent of the Zhao family in the small camp on the top of the mountain were also supported by wood; and now, the fences of the various camps below are also adding earthen ramparts and trenches, and a circle of wooden sheds has been set up in front of the curtains in front of the imperial tent! Even the huge dragon flag on the northernmost cliff of the Libei Mountain has been piled with stones and nailed with wooden stakes, and it has been completely fixed on this Bagong Mountain!
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