My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 384 What he wants is not the country of Song Dynasty... but the whole world!

The sky is cloudy, the air is damp and cold, and there are still bits and pieces of rain floating in it.

Located outside the Donghua Gate, King Yan's Mansion occupies a very large area, backed by Ma Xing Street, with endless pavilions, towers, pavilions and palaces.

In front of the tall merit archway in front of the palace, hundreds of scholars in Confucian shirts are besieging at this moment.

Some of them were carrying a tall portrait of Confucius, talking loudly and full of voices.

Five hundred tiger guards roared forward on their horses, protecting the main entrance, corner gate and side gates of King Yan's mansion airtightly.

The sturdy tiger guard who straddled the tall horse pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, his eyes were focused.

As soon as Yan Qing gives an order, they don't care about disciples of saints or children of aristocratic families, anyone who disrespects the prince will be shot to death.

On the street leading to Wangchun Gate, there were still a steady stream of scholars in groups of three or four, shouting slogans to kill the country's thieves, and they kept gathering in front of the archway of King Yan's Mansion.

Among them, quite a few of them were wearing the standard gowns of the Imperial College, obviously students of the Imperial College.

There are also people wearing light blue Confucian shirts that are similar to official robes but slightly different. Yan Qing knows that these are probably the students of Xuezheng, Yixue, Shizhao, Yuhou, enshrinement, and painting at the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy presided over by the official Zhao Ji himself. and others.

When Wang Lin came out of the palace, there were already seven to eight hundred people gathered in front of the gate.

"On the side of the Qing emperor, seek the country's thieves!"

"My Great Song Dynasty will not allow Cao's bandits to ravage! The King of Yan should ask himself to get rid of the noble, in order to thank the world!"

"Using meager merits, coercing the emperor to order the world, intimidating the emperor to add nine tin gifts, such heinous crimes, treacherous usurpers, should be punished by the whole country!"

Finally, someone in the crowd hopped and shouted these slogans, which immediately caused a crowd to surge up, and the shouts one after another shook the sky.

Half of the capital was shocked.

Yan Qing turned cold, and shouted violently: "Presumptuous!"

Yan Qing drew his sword and stood up, hundreds of tiger guards also roared in unison, drawing their swords out of their sheaths.The knife is shining, deterring the scene.

There were two scholars holding up the portrait of Confucius in the crowd, filled with righteous indignation and raised their arms and shouted: "The king of Yan wants to use an axe to poison my saint's disciples? Ladies and gentlemen, eradicate traitors for the country, eliminate harm for the people, sacrifice your life for righteousness, blood splashed on the mansion of the king of Yan , right now!"

The crowd stirred.

Yan Qing frowned.

He knew in his heart that if this group of instigated students were taken down on the spot, the conflict would be completely intensified, and he was afraid that it would be playing into the hands of the mastermind behind the scenes.

They wished that Wang Lin could kill someone in front of Yan Wang's mansion, causing blood to flow like a river, which would arouse the attack of the whole country's public opinion.

But if this group of scholars were allowed to make a fuss in front of Prince Yan's mansion, what would be the prestige of the prince?

Wang Lin appeared at the gate of the mansion.

He waved his hand, signaling Yan Qing to lead the tiger guards to retreat.

Wang Lin was dressed in normal clothes.

He stood quietly on the high steps of the palace, condescending, and looked around at a large group of scholars from all over the country, students from the Imperial College, the Academy of Painting and Calligraphy, and Kaifeng School, among whom there may be many noble families from the capital children.

It is false to punish the country's thieves, but it is true to ruin his reputation.

He has his hands behind his back, a calm expression on his heroic face, his eyes are like bright stars, and he stops at Yuan Zhiyue.

He stood so far forward, the invisible momentum spread, and the original noisy sound gradually subsided.

Wang Lin didn't say a word, his eyes were indifferent.

a long time.

The sky was gloomy and rainy.

The Tokyo students gathered under the steps gradually became a little uneasy.

Add Jiuxi!The rebirth of Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms!How is it different from Wang Mang, who usurped the Han Dynasty?
If this is the case, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty will be reduced to a puppet, and the ritual system of the Great Song Dynasty will collapse!

They were incited at night, and they came here with passion.

But in the face of King Yan, who is trying his best to save the Song Dynasty and the building that is about to collapse, with the passage of time, that unreliable enthusiasm is gradually fading.

The northeast wind is rolling up, and the yellow leaves are flying all over the sky.

Wang Lin suddenly said loudly: "Students came to our residence today to denounce X as a national traitor... You kept saying that you would sacrifice your life for righteousness, and your blood was splashed on the spot. I would like to ask you, which Song law did X violate to become a national traitor?"

Mengzhou, a student of the Imperial College in his early twenties, gritted his teeth, stood up and said loudly: "King Yan, even though you have made great achievements, the government has already conferred you the title of king with a different surname, and you are in charge of the world's soldiers and horses. Extreme! Why are you still not satisfied, your heart is blinded by profit, and you ask for the gift of nine tins?"

Zhou Kao, a Hebei scholar, also jumped out. He was one of the leaders who held up the portrait of Confucius.

Zhou Kao sneered and said, "Throughout the ages, those who add Jiuxi are all national thieves! Do you want to take over the Song Dynasty with power and usurp the country to the end?"

A few words incited the emotions of the scholars on the scene again.

Wang Lin smiled slightly: "That's a good point. Those who add nine tins are all national thieves. It's true! Therefore, if the officials want to add nine tins to me, I firmly refuse."

"And yesterday in the court hall, I also firmly resigned from Jiuxi in public, and even... asked the court and officials for bones!"

"I know that someone is instigating you behind the scenes, intending to use you to fight against me, to make me angry, and to put me in an unjust place with the blood of your scholars."

"Your name is Zhou Kao, from the Daming Mansion in Hebei. Your name is Mengzhou. Your ancestor once sacrificed wine for the Imperial Academy and was ranked in the Jiuqing. Your father was a Hanlin trial lecturer... and you guys..."

Wang Lin walked down the steps slowly, his voice clear and indifferent: "Last night, you had a banquet with Hanlin scholar Sun Funan, and you agreed to attack my Yan Palace today, is that right?"

Wang Lin stared coldly at Zhou Kao and Meng Zhou with sharp eyes.

Mengzhou's complexion changed suddenly, and he subconsciously took a few steps back from the crowd.

Zhou Kao's face turned red and he trembled all over.

They never imagined that Wang Lin had already grasped the origins of their wealth, life, and origin. The consequences... just thinking about it was enough to make the two of them terrified.

Wang Lin sneered: "Don't be afraid, I won't kill you."

"Some people in the court, including you so-called scholars, have jealousy and resentment towards me, and regard me as a current Cao thief... But do you know that Cao Cao has never usurped Han in his life?"

Wang Lin looked up at the sky, and said with a sneer, "You claim to be well-versed in poetry and books, you know books and rites, and you are disciples of saints... But you can see that this so-called world of the Song Dynasty is actually just a corner of the world, just a tiny place!

The former land of Yanyun has abandoned its opponents for hundreds of years. Liao, Jin, Xixia, Western Regions, Nanzhao, and Jiaozhi used to be our territory in China, but now it has become a land of barbarians! "

"Even this tiny place is facing the trampling of golden men and iron cavalry, and the country will be destroyed!"

"I, Wang Lin, have the world in my heart. I intended to enshrine the wolves and live in the Xu Xu, and the horses ride on the Yanran, so as to restore my great cause in China. So that we Han people will not stay in a corner, sitting in a well and watching the sky, not knowing how big the world is!"

"However, there are always some people out of their own self-interest and short-sightedness, accusing me of being a national traitor, trying to put me to death... Hehe, how ridiculous?!"

Wang Lin's words were resounding, his voice gradually became higher and higher, and his voice shook the sky.

The students at the scene were all blushing and looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

It was said that people wanted to usurp the Song Dynasty, but they laughed openly and said: Usurp the Song Dynasty?I can't even look down on you Song Guo, who is so tiny!
How can a sparrow know the ambition of a carved osprey.

Ants don't understand the heart of a dragon.

This kind of heart and vision... In a sense, it can be regarded as a living lesson for these scholars who really don't understand shit.

And these words were like lightning and thunder, exploding in their hearts; and like a bright light, in the dark and devastated wilderness, they illuminated the way forward for them.

"Forget it, you are nothing more than forcing me to resign from the court and delegate power, so Gu has fulfilled your wish. This is the resignation list that Gu has prepared long ago, and it will be delivered to the palace on your behalf."

Wang Lin took out a memorial from his bosom, and said coldly, "Mengzhou, come here!"

Mengzhou was frightened and hesitated.

A tiger guard looked indifferent, took the watch from Wang Lin, strode forward, and handed it to Mengzhou.

"I, Wang Lin, hereby declare to the world that I will resign from my official position as the prince of the Great Song Dynasty and hand over my military power. From today onwards, I will leave Tokyo with my family... and return home to live in seclusion!"

After Wang Lin finished speaking, he turned around and walked away.

Mengzhou looked down at Wang Lin's resignation watch in his hand, his face was blue and red, and the faces of the scholars around him were even more dazed...

Today's incident, the process and the result were beyond their expectation, Wang Lin actually wanted to resign from office and go back to hiding?

……

The news of Wang Lin resigning from office and going into seclusion immediately spread throughout the capital as students from the Imperial College stormed the Palace of Yan Wang.

Before the government and the public could react, they heard that Wang Lin was serious.

Wang Lin's royal robes, crown, gold seal, imperial gold medal, and soldier talisman were all handed over to Yanfu Palace.

Then, Wu Song, Guan Sheng, Xu Ning and other generals in charge of the capital's defense forces all left with their seals.

in the afternoon.

Dozens of chariots and horses slowly drove out of Prince Yan's mansion, full of Wang Lin's family members.

Five thousand Tiger God Guards lined up in a strict formation, guarding Wang Lin's family members as they drove along Shili Yu Street to Nanxun Water Gate.

On both sides of the Royal Street, there were countless people from Tokyo, who came to see off or watch.

Most of the people looked dazed and a little terrified.

Why is this?

King Yan is gone, who will protect the capital against the Jin people for them?

Wang Lin was wearing a green shirt, holding a sword, straddling the lion in the snowy night, with a serious and calm expression.

The members of the Jinren Mission were mixed in the crowd, their expressions were a little ecstatic.

When they first got the news, they didn't believe it at all, but it turned out that Wang Lin actually resigned and retired.

Almost all of them wanted to rush out of the city, return to Hebei, and tell Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Zonghan the great news.

What kind of peace should be discussed, what kind of war should be stopped, and continue to invade the south until the Song Dynasty is destroyed!

Zhang Xiaochun frowned, feeling a little unbelievable.

Will Wang Lin resign?Da Song wants to destroy the city wall?
……

There was a fierce sound of horseshoes, and more than ten riders rushed out of the palace and galloped along Shili Royal Street.

Zong Ze shouted immediately: "King Yan, please stay!"

After more than ten rides, the people of Tokyo were shocked to find that not only the emperor's dragon ceremonial guard of honor, but also a long line of chariots and horses from the imperial and middle officials hurried up.

And further on, there seemed to be a dark group of scholars dressed in Confucian shirts, and gradually came from the direction of Suzaku Gate, Yiqiu Gate, and Tongxuan Gate to Nanxun Water Gate.

Zong Ze dismounted from his horse, looked at Wang Lin solemnly, and said, "King Yan, why are you here? You are the humerus of the Song Dynasty, and the enemy is at hand. Why do you abandon Sheji and Jiangshan?"

Wang Lin didn't even get off the horse, and immediately cupped his hands and said, "Master Zong, I'm not pretending, because it's really unnecessary. I'm really tired too. Since some people in the court regard me as a national thief, if I don't know how to advance or retreat, Don't you want to lose your reputation?"

Zong Ze frowned. He was discussing with Li Gang and Wu Min. He thought this was Wang Lin's pretentious gesture to deal with some gossip in the court and even some undercurrents in Tokyo. However, he didn't expect Wang Lin to be serious. .

No one knew better than Zong Ze that if Wang Lin left, the Fuhu army would be in chaos.

And when all the generals under his command get angry, they may even rebel. In this way, the Jin people will take advantage of the vacancy, and the Song Dynasty is really going to be over!
Zong Ze smiled wryly: "Why is this so? Please wait a moment for Siheng, the officials have already led all the officials out of the palace, and they personally persuaded Siheng to stay."

Wang Lin said calmly: "I have made up my mind."

Zong Ze: "..."

On the carriage behind Wang Lin, Zhao Huanhuan, the Emperor of Roufu, looked at Zhao Fujin sadly, and said softly, "Sister Maode, is King Yan really here?"

Zhao Yupan frowned lightly: "Maode, King Yan handed over military power like this, and it will not be so safe for you to retreat to Shandong..."

Zhao Fujin smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I can't leave, sister. Mr. Xianggong is not pretending this time, he just wants to get rid of the trouble once and for all."

Zhao Yupan was stunned: "???"

Zhao Fujin took a deep breath, and sighed quietly: "He wants to use this to tell the world that what he wants is not the country of Song Dynasty... but the whole world!"

……

Zhao Ji sat on the dragon chariot, under the big banner, with a bitter expression on his face. He stared at Wang Lin and said softly, "Why did you abandon me?"

Wang Lin remained silent.

Li Gang sighed: "Siheng, when the country is facing a crisis, you must not be arrogant. The Jin people are still in Hebei, and my Great Song Dynasty is at stake. If you abandon the country and ignore it, how will the people of the world treat themselves?"

Wang Lin remained silent.

Tang Ke and Geng Nanzhong looked embarrassed. They looked at each other and knew that Wang Lin was here today against them, the civil servants of the Imperial Academy. If they don't give him an explanation today, I'm afraid it won't end.

Tang Ke stepped forward and bowed to salute: "King Yan, I still remember that the former King Yan made an oath with a group of scholars at the pier, saying that no one will die in life since ancient times, and keep the loyal heart according to the history, and we must gather the power of the whole world to fight against Jin For the country, but now King Yan wants to give up halfway, wouldn't it make the world laugh?"

Geng Nanzhong also stepped forward and bowed: "Now the officials and all the ministers are leaving the palace to persuade them to stay, and please ask King Yan to take care of the overall situation and take it back!"

Wang Lin glanced at the two of them, and said with a sneer, "Aren't you afraid that I will be Cao's thief and steal the great Song Dynasty?"

Tang Ke took a deep breath and said solemnly: "The king of Yan is the humerus of the country, so why be afraid of such rumors?"

"Officials, you should strictly investigate those who make rumors and troubles in the capital, and correct the situation! I impeach Sun Funan, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, and encourage the scholars of the Imperial Academy to attack the Palace of Yan Palace. Disaster the government, and you should be punished!"

While speaking, two imperial guards pinched Sun Funan over.

Wang Lin sneered in his heart, this is going to throw his pawn into the bailey.

But today he didn't intend to kill people, and he didn't bother to investigate the culprit behind the scenes, because this wasn't the crux of the problem, and because such rumors couldn't be suppressed.

If you kill one Sun Funan, you don't know how many Sun Funan will come out in the future.

Besides, the real culprit is not Sun Funan, or even people like Tang Ke and Geng Nanzhong, but Zhao Ji.

He came out of such a big battle today, not for other people, but to let Zhao Ji figure out what is the real national thief.

Wang Lin didn't even look at Sun Funan, and said to Zhao Ji indifferently, "Officials, Cao Min has no intention of pursuing the matter of the morning. Sun Funan is a scholar of the Imperial Academy. If he is to be killed because of this, the hat of Cao Min, a national thief, may never be revealed again." I can't come down."

(End of this chapter)