Earth Survival Guide

Chapter 827

How many days after a city is quarantined will there be mass panic?
The answer is nine days.

On the ninth day of Jin Zhongdu's isolation, the city began to permeate with the smell of fear. A large number of people began to use various methods to try to escape from here. However, at this time, the Emperor Wanyan Jing of the Jin Kingdom issued a jaw-dropping order. The order is to kill anyone who tries to escape.

A group of people were killed, and the behavior of the people began to subside, but anyone with a brain knows that this is just the dead silence before the outbreak, and there is not much time left for the Jin Dynasty and Wanyan Jing.

The military disaster is not terrible, but the truly terrible people rose up. How could Wanyan Jing, who is familiar with historical materials, not know about this matter, but...it's ridiculous to say it, and he really can't help it.

In the north, the Mongols have surrounded Yunzhou. Datong Pass will be lost in at most two days. If Datong is lost, then the barrier between the Jin Kingdom and the Mongolian grassland will be gone, and the nomads will ride their horses. Galloping across the land of the Central Plains waving the war blade.

In the south, the Great Song Dynasty had 60 soldiers in Xiangyang, Dingzhou, and Xingwu, and they were eyeing it. After Xiangyang, it was Kaifeng. If the Song army arrived in Kaifeng, then the upper and lower pincers would make the Jin Dynasty fall into a completely passive situation in a short period of time. .

Within the Jin Dynasty, the four princes raised the flag of rebellion. They are now confronting the royalists. Most of the Jin Dynasty's troops are spent on this confrontation, and they are really unable to deal with the attacks of either Mongolia or Song Dynasty.

The Last Emperor……

This term has been lingering in Wanyanjing's mind. Wanyanjing, who has always been known for his benevolence and righteousness, finally couldn't hold back and started killing, but he didn't understand that this killing was just drinking poison to quench thirst. All retribution will be on his head.

"It's over, Daikin is over."

Wanyan Jingku was sitting on the golden hall, looking at the empty court hall, he suddenly felt afraid, this is a man-eating beast, he suddenly missed his hometown, the white mountains and black waters of his hometown, and the snow in his hometown.

This royal paradise... is not a land of blessings after all.

"Your Majesty, I would like to see you, Minister of Finance."

"Announce it."

The Jin Dynasty completely imitated the Han system, and now they are reaping the consequences after all. They don't even know what went wrong. In less than a month, everything has turned upside down.He didn't expect those bastards below to give him any ideas.

It's ridiculous to say that in the past few days, those bastards have come up with a lot of ideas, but none of them are useful.Even at this juncture, there are still people urging him to restore the old system, separate the Jurchen nobles from the Han people, and deprive the Han people of all their rights.

Isn't this courting death?Do you hate the people below you for not rebelling?

There are also some bastards who suggest that before going outside, you must first settle down inside, negotiate good terms with those big nobles, and then slowly settle things down.

How is this possible? Are you stupid?They are not stupid, can’t they see it?And what they want now is not any conditions, they are rebellion, there is no condition for rebellion, then let the world know that rebellion can be forgiven, then how will you live in the future?The rebels are plotting against the Jin Dynasty, and the emperor now... really doesn't know what to do, really.

A large number of soldiers and horses in the south want to contain the Song Dynasty, while the north is dominated by the forces of those great nobles. The imperial city in the middle is... so difficult.

Not long after, several important ministers walked in with solemn expressions: "Your Majesty, a Taoist from afar came to offer advice, saying that it can be guaranteed..."

"Save what, say it!"

"I dare not say..."

"Say!!!" Wan Yanjing was furious on the spot: "When is this!"

"Guarantee... Daijin will survive for 200 years."

The minister fell to his knees and said this sentence tremblingly.After they finished speaking, Wanyan Jing was completely paralyzed. He leaned back on the dragon chair and laughed instead: "Do you want to live?"

"Your Majesty, do you want to kill this Taoist who is deceiving the public with his monstrous words?"

"No, send him here, I want to talk to him."

It's time to stay alive. It's much better to live on and survive than to be hanged at the gate of the city and become a useless emperor. And if we can really keep Dajin alive for 200 years, then as long as future generations work hard to govern, when there is a wise king, peace will be safe. Knowing that Dajin can't regain its glory and sweep across the desert and Central Plains?

Soon, a Taoist in Tsing Yi was brought here. He didn't look too old, and he was accompanied by a little Taoist boy. The two looked a bit down and out, but the aura of that Taoist made Wan Yanjing's eyes shine.

"Come on, give me a seat."

The little eunuch moved a chair and asked the Taoist to sit down. Wan Yanjing sat on the dragon chair and sighed: "I don't know what the chief...does he say?"

"Well." Gu Tao took out a map from his pocket and spread it out in front of Wanyan Jing: "Your Majesty, look at this map."

Look at his fucking size, I don’t know how many times I’ve watched it in the past few days, but it’s just hopeless. The Mongols are less than [-] miles away from them, and the Song Dynasty has also begun to mobilize troops frequently. At this point After such a civil strife, what kind of fucking map are you looking at?

"The Mongols above are vicious and vicious, and the Zhao Song below is watching. Your Majesty, the Kingdom of Jin is in danger."

"The Taoist priest has something to say, I can bear it, and the Jinren can also bear it."

Gu Tao laughed: "Your Majesty, don't be in a hurry. You have been very tired these few days. I have a pair of medicine. Drinking it will refresh your mind. Can we talk again when Your Majesty is more refreshed?"

"it is good!"

Wanyan Jing stretched out her hand, but the eunuch next to her was anxious: "Your Majesty, you can't do this..."

"Hi..." Gu Tao took out the coffee in his hand, raised his head and poured some into his mouth: "What are you afraid of?"

Seeing his wanton and unrestrained appearance, Wan Yanjing laughed loudly: "The Taoist priest has the style of my Jurchen warrior. Good! Present it."

The can of coffee was passed to Wan Yanjing's hands, and then he didn't care about the amount, he raised his head and poured it into his mouth.This stuff...was bitter and sour at first, but after drinking it, it felt rather mellow and rich. After a while, the sleepiness caused by not having a good rest these days was swept away, and he breathed out a sigh of relief. Take a breath.

"Good medicine!"

In fact, he wished that this was poison. If it was poison, his name in the history books would not be the Last Emperor. Even a hapless emperor who was poisoned to death by an assassin would be better than a useless emperor who lost his country.

"Your Majesty, are you feeling more comfortable?"

"Not bad." Wan Yanjing got up: "Can the Taoist priest speak?"

Gu Tao bowed slightly, and then began to say with his hands behind his back: "Your Majesty, don't you need to say more about the current situation? Internal and external troubles, bad weather, unfavorable weather, and disharmony between people."

Hearing this, Wan Yanjing let out a long sigh and then fell silent.

"With all due respect, our Dajin Kingdom is in a state of peril. A single step will not only make all mistakes, but also harm our descendants."

"Disaster to future generations? Why?"

Gu Tao twirled his fake beard and laughed: "When there is a military disaster, what is your Majesty's chance of winning?"

"Thirty percent." Wan Yanjing stopped talking nonsense: "At most thirty percent."

"What if the Kingdom of Jin loses?"

"The army is defeated, the body dies, and the country is destroyed."

"Then where is the land of my great golden dragon? No matter Mongolia or the Southern Song Dynasty, whoever wins the world will let it go. This is a dead end."

"Of course..."

Speaking of this, Wanyan Jing suddenly raised her head, looked at the Taoist priest in front of her, as if she understood something.

"Yes... Daoist. Ask for a solution"

Gu Tao pretended to be mysterious and looked around, Wanyan Jing immediately understood, and retreated everyone around, leaving only Gu Tao and his little boy, and then stepped off the dragon chair and came to Gu Tao's side.

"Please say."

"The dispute between the Jin and Song Dynasties has been going on for a hundred years. Everyone in the world knows that the Jin and Song Dynasties are mortal enemies, and mortal enemies will naturally never end."

"That……"

Gu Tao raised his hand and interrupted Wan Yanjing: "There is only one plan, which can save the gold."

"Master, please tell me."

Gu Tao pointed at the map and drew a circle in the northeast with his finger: "Go back to the land of Longxing and retreat without a fight. As long as you hold on to the land of Longxing, sooner or later, Dajin will be able to come back. .”

Wanyan Jing stared at the map, and then Gu Tao continued: "If you just run away, I'm afraid it's not possible. Your Majesty can go back in the name of moving the capital. Yan Yun returns to the Song Dynasty, but the Song Dynasty must sign a mutual alliance agreement. As promised, the Song Dynasty will never go north."

"But... will they?"

"Hahahaha, Your Majesty, you also know that this covenant is naturally a piece of waste paper, but at least it can guarantee the Daikin for 200 years. If you think that if you retreat without a fight, the Daikin warriors will still be there. The border is small, so you can naturally take care of it. Live. In addition, your Majesty, don’t leave, there is still a Mongolia.”

Gu Tao pointed to the map of the Mongolia area: "Yan Yun returned to the Song Dynasty and retreated without a fight. Mongolia naturally took advantage of the situation. The Song Dynasty must ask for it, but the Mongolian Tartars are all wild wolves, eating the meat in their mouths." Still expecting it to spit it out? So the battle between the Jin and Song Dynasties became the battle between Song and Mongolia. The Mongolian cavalry were brave and good at fighting, and the Song army’s firearms were powerful. I won’t even make a move. When Song Meng decides the winner, my Dajin will definitely have a new look. In terms of martial prowess, who has the Jurchen warriors conquered? Once again, 200 years will come. If it is 200 years His Majesty probably won't be able to control what will happen afterwards."

This matter was not a trivial matter, and Wanyan Jing naturally could not make a decision quickly, but he had to admit that he was tempted. Although this proposal sounded a bit strange, it was the only way to solve the urgent problem.

Use this land of Yanyun to instigate the dispute between Song and Mongolia. The Song Dynasty is not easy to provoke, and Mongolia is not a fuel-efficient lamp. When the two sides confronted each other, their own Dajin survived!
"If your Majesty is interested." Gu Tao took out the pigeon from his sleeve and said, "Just write a secret letter to the Dog Emperor of Song Dynasty."

"You... how could you..."

"Me, me." Bi Qing jumped up next to him: "I am from the Song Dynasty, and I traveled all over the world with my master. I can't bear to see the lives of the people of the Kingdom of Jin. My father is an official, and I can still see the dog emperor."

Judging by her accent, she was indeed from there, Wan Yanjing sighed: "The Daoist is benevolent...I will write a book right now."

"Remember the golden seal."

Soon, Pigeon sent Wanyan Jing's letter to Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing saw the Emperor of Jin's print on the letter, and the mark beside the print that his sister Qing made that only the two of them recognized. He started with both hands. Shivered.

He is so excited that he is about to die now, really... regaining his homeland!This is to regain our homeland!Yanyun Sixteen Continents are back, and the southern land boundary is naturally back too!The Bianliang City in the dream, the Luoyang City of the ancestors, and the Chang'an City of the Han people!They're all back!They're all back! ! !
He wrote a reply letter with trembling hands, and then stamped his golden seal and put it in the roll under the pigeon's legs. Watching the white pigeon soar into the sky, Zhao Xing's heart was pounding. To regain the lost ground, this is the dream of the Song emperors of all dynasties!
If this matter really came to fruition in his hands, who would dare to doubt that his throne was not just?It is impossible to praise him too much in the history books!

"Come on, pass on Grand Master!"

In this way, letters were sent several times back and forth, and the two sides determined a process, that is, the Kingdom of Jin ceded the entire Central Plains region to Song Dynasty. The two sides took Jinzhou as the boundary, and the Kingdom of Jin moved its capital to Shangjing. The Song State needed to protect the Jin Dynasty from being invaded by the Mongols, otherwise the Jin State would surrender to Mongolia unconditionally.

This restraint is very powerful. It is still difficult for the Southern Song Dynasty to completely defeat the Jin Dynasty with its current capabilities. If Mongolia is added to it, it will definitely lose!And if Mongolia eats gold, then the Dog Emperor of the Song Dynasty may not be able to sleep at night.

Sure enough, after the signing of the treaty between the two parties, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin withdrew quickly on the border and kept a distance of about a hundred miles from the Song army. The Southern Song Dynasty was as joyous as the New Year. Those scholars carnivaled all night, singing praises, hugging willow trees and crying when they were drunk, dancing and shouting "God bless the Song Dynasty" when they were done.

Finally, after fifteen days, the two emperors met in Jinzhong, the two sides exchanged maps, and the talks ended in a cordial and peaceful atmosphere. The emperor who entered the local capital without a single soldier.

He stood on the top of BJ City, looked at the vast land of Yanyun under his feet, and cried bitterly.

After the Song army entered the city, the military discipline was very strict, and the people were not allowed to disturb the people, and they were not allowed to make loud noises, let alone robbing houses and prostitution women. A drunk soldier raped a woman, and he was at the gate of the city the next morning. It was cut, and the people of Jinzhongdu were reassured.Although the Mongols were still in Datong, the mood in Zhongdu gradually calmed down, and with the arrival of the Southern Song Dynasty regime, life gradually recovered.

"Sure enough, it was Sister Qing who handed over the land of Yanyun to me." Zhao Xing stood in Wanyanjing's palace, looking at the sky with his hands behind his back: "Grand Master, did the Mongols occupy Lao Tzu's Datong Mansion? "

"General Bi has passed. The remaining troops were lent to the Golden Emperor to put down the rebellion." The Grand Master patted the fence: "Guan family, it's time to change the name of Zhongdu."

"Teacher, tell me, what is your name?"

"Peking."
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There will be a chapter on Marin later.

(End of this chapter)