I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

He will lick whoever makes him continue to be emperor.

After the Battle of Cangyun Fort, Zhao Xin deeply realized that Li You's Taoist sect was useless, and that he had to rely on Cangyun Fort if he wanted the throne to last forever.

In order to express his determination, he even did not hesitate to say that he would announce his crime to the world!

This is the first of its kind for the Song emperor.

In the thousand-year history of the Great Song Dynasty, there has never been an emperor whose spine was so soft that he took the initiative to publicize his guilt for the sake of the emperor's position.

But Zhao Xin did just that.

The eldest grandson Wangqing casually threw Zhao Xin's letter aside and asked the scouts: "Has the edict of guilt been made public?"

The scout smiled and said, "He thought he was the only emperor in heaven and earth. If we don't force him to do this, he will never make it public."

The eldest grandson Wangqing lightly pressed his temple: "This edict of guilt is still very necessary, and Song Dynasty has to give an explanation to the people of the world."

Zhengzhou understood what the grandson Wangqing meant.

They replaced the Great Song Dynasty, which can only temporarily alleviate the hardships of the people, and they will inevitably suffer disasters when they get up early.

Therefore, it is necessary for Zhao Xin of the Great Song Dynasty to help the people fill up and suppress their anger.

In this way, this matter can be done better.

The eldest grandson Wangqing said: "Since this is the case, there is one more thing to trouble you."

The scout got serious, he knew how great what he was doing, so he didn't dare to be careless.

"I'll write another letter, and you give it to Zhao Xin." The eldest grandson Wangqing said.

Scout: "Subordinates must hurry up, so as not to delay the grand plan and great cause."

The eldest grandson Wangqing went to do it immediately, and a new letter surfaced after a while.

The eldest grandson handed over the letter to the scouts with great care, and said to him, "I will return to Yanmen after Zhao Xin publicly declares his crime."

The scout nodded: "This subordinate understands."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Three days later, the court of the Great Song Dynasty came.

At this time, the court felt deserted. After the Xuanjia Cangyuan army rebelled, many courtiers decided to refuse to go to the court on the pretext of illness in order to clear their relationship with the Song Dynasty.

This can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

After Qu Ying was suppressed by Yantian Sect, Li You Dao Sect did not send any more people.

In just a few months, the Great Song Dynasty Hall has become desolate, and the vicissitudes of life are just a thought away.

The scout stood in the hall holding the letter, without even kneeling down.

The soldiers of the Xuanjia Cangyuan Army who used to have the least status in the court are now the ones that no one wants to provoke.

Nowadays, he is someone who everyone wants to deliberately please.

Even if he is just a scout with the lowest status.

Zhao Xin tremblingly stepped down from the throne, and did not let the eunuch accept the letter.

During this period of time, he has aged a lot, and is no longer as strong as he was back then.

Zhao Xin tore open the envelope and asked, "General Changsun didn't say anything more?"

The scout said: "Everything our leader wants to say is in the letter."

His attitude is surprisingly bad, and the person who talked to the emperor like this at the beginning must have died.

But now Zhao Xin just smiled awkwardly and turned his attention to the letter sent by his grandson Wangqing.

After hastily reading the letter, Zhao Xin raised his brows with joy: "No problem! Isn't it just a criminal edict? I will write it now and post it to the capitals of all counties in the Song Dynasty as quickly as possible!"

The scout nodded: "It's best."

The powerful officials of the Manchu Dynasty also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Changsun Wangqing had a little compassion for Song Dynasty, the flames of war would not be able to burn on them.

After Zhao Xin announced his resignation from the imperial court, he immediately set out to write an imperial edict against himself.

Even if it was the last Ming emperor of Great Chu, the imperial edict of guilt before the country collapsed and died was only a few hundred words.

But Zhao Xin wrote an edict of nearly [-] characters of guilt in an eloquent manner, in which he wrote all his guilt, and even the unavoidable shortcomings of a lustful man.

Chapter 149 The Monk from the Western Paradise

Many days later, in the capital of a certain county in the territory of the Song Dynasty.

All the people gathered in front of the notice board at the gate of the city, commenting on the newly posted content on it, feeling very happy.

"This goddamn emperor finally found out his conscience!"

"What's the use of having an edict of guilt? Why didn't you mention tax reduction or exemption?"

"It's all fake, and has no practical use at all."

The thing posted on the notice board is naturally the edict written by Zhao Xin himself.

No matter which capital city's sin edict was written by Zhao Xin himself.

In order to satisfy Yanmenguan, he did not use the printing technology that had been circulated in the Song Dynasty.

He was busy all day and night, and finally copied all the hundreds of edicts, and then distributed them to the major cities for the common people to review.

He can only use this method now in exchange for some peace of mind.

"Old man, is the person who wrote this sinful edict the emperor of your Great Song Dynasty?" In the crowd, a boy with the appearance of a monk bowed and asked.

The old man turned his head and looked, this person does not look like a Song Dynasty person, but rather looks like a person from the Western Heaven Region.

This city happens to be bordered by the Western Heaven Territory, so monks from the Western Heaven Territory often come here for alms, and the old man has long been familiar with it.

"That's right, it must be written by the emperor himself if it can be posted on the public notice board." The old man was quite enthusiastic.

The monk was puzzled: "Since he is the emperor, why did he take the initiative to post the edict of sin? Could it be that he really committed some heinous crime?"

The old man dragged his clothes and came to a deserted place: "There are too many people there, and there are many things that cannot be said."