[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

Under the Lingling moonlight, the girl laughed mockingly:

"You've become angry from embarrassment, the 'former' fourth prince of the Kingdom of Jin, His Highness Wushu."

The more sarcastic she was, the angrier Zongze became.

The frustration of being played with by others, the chill of being betrayed by a loved one...

Four!Emperor!son!already!die!

What a ridiculous sentence, what a ridiculous rumor.

He Wanyan Zongbi is standing here in good condition, a big living man, holding a knife, he can immediately cut the cunning fox girl in front of him by the sharp blade, but his revered uncle, his colleagues, Da Jin The nobles are actually doubting his authenticity.

How dare they doubt him!

Zong Bi had never felt so angry like today.

He saw that Emperor Ji from Song Dynasty smiling coldly under the moonlight, her beautiful eyes were full of bloodthirsty coldness.

He heard his uncle, the emperor of the Kingdom of Jin, say coldly, go and bring his subordinates here to distinguish his authenticity from his falsehood.

He felt suspicious eyes, frightened eyes, and distrustful whispers around him...

"His Royal Highness Fourth Prince."

He heard the girl Di Ji whisper softly,

"We Song people have a saying, 'There is nothing more sad than heart-death'."

She spoke Bianliang Mandarin, which most Jin people could not understand.But Wanyan Zongbi fought with the people of Song Dynasty for several years, and every word touched his ears and pierced his heart.

th.

The bone-chilling coldness, the bone-chilling chill.

The girl gave a crisp laugh, pulled up the female general beside her, and disappeared instantly.He looked around with red eyes, but couldn't find it.Here again, again, she disappeared before his eyes again.Disappeared completely without a trace...

"Ghost..." He heard someone muttering to himself.

Holding the knife, turning around, chopping down, the warm blood splashed on the beard and reflected in the red eyes.

"Wu Shu!" Wu Qimai scolded loudly, "How can you do anything to your own people!"

Before he had time to express his anger, he heard someone say in a trembling voice that the fourth prince's coffin was indeed thrown in front of the camp that day.Some people swore that the fourth prince's identity had been verified on the spot. Although it was finally burned in a fire, thousands of pairs of eyes saw it with their own eyes at that time. The person lying in the coffin was indeed the fourth prince.

The ministers of the Kingdom of Jin have been divided into two factions, arguing endlessly.

One faction said that the Fourth Prince had always been courageous and courageous, and that he killed his own people just now was just a moment of passion.Therefore, the fourth prince is real.

The other faction said that the fourth prince was always wise and powerful, how could he be captured by a foreign emperor?The so-called "Four Princes" must be counterfeit.

Amidst the buzzing debate, Jin Emperor Wanyan Wu Qimai frowned, stood under the cold moonlight, frowned, sized up Zong Bi with suspicious eyes, and asked him some small and personal matters from time to time.Zong Bi answered one by one, but felt a kind of humiliation that he had never felt before.Just like what Roufu Diji said just now: There is nothing greater than death.

Could it be that the uncle who has been with him day and night for decades and watched him grow up doesn't believe that he is real?

His personal guards actually kept saying that they had seen his dead body that day!

"……All right."

Wu Qimai waved his hand wearily, "Take him away."

Zong Bi carried the bloody knife, his eyes were red, and was half-supported and half-dragged away by the guards.As for whether he is true or false, it has become the biggest topic of conversation among the nobles of the Kingdom of Jin after dinner.And the most important thing is that he has completely lost Jin Guo's face.

True or false, what does it matter?

He is no longer the brave and skilled Wushu he was before.

The nobles of the Kingdom of Jin dispersed in twos and threes, and the shamans continued to dance to the gods by ringing their bells.As for the two people who brought Zong Bi over and then disappeared hastily, they were automatically classified as "ghosts".

Since they are ghosts, there is no need to care about their whereabouts.

It is right to ask the shamans to exorcise evil spirits, disperse bad luck, and pray for the golden country.

The continuous riots tonight have consumed too much energy of Wu Qimai.He knew that the two Song emperors were weak, so even if they ran, they would not be able to run very far.Therefore, before going to the concubine's palace, he quickly issued an order:

The city is sealed off and the martial law is strict. Even if the ground is dug three feet, Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan must be found.

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royal palace.Huanyi Bureau.

Most of the women captured by the Jin people from Bianliang were placed here.These pampered concubines and princesses had to wash clothes for the Jin people all day and all night.If any golden man rises up, he can drag one or two people out at any time, ravage him for three days and two nights, and then brag to his companions that he has done a good job in bed.As for the next step, they don't care whether these Song women throw the rice dumpling or jump into the well.

Wang Guifei has been waiting here for most of the night.

Concubine Zheng and Concubine Wei who came with her had already slept peacefully, and even laughed at her whimsy before going to sleep.Even the two officials had to accompany Jindi to drink and have fun, and she was still thinking about someone coming to rescue her, it was just a dream.

But she has been waiting with her eyes open, bringing along several biological emperor concubines and daughter-in-law, her eyes are full of eagerness.

Roufu is not dead.

She's coming to get them.

Although she didn't know why Roufu became so powerful overnight.But at this time, she has no choice but to believe in Roufu.She has seen too many people throw themselves into wells, and she has seen too many people jump into wells.Maybe the next one will be herself.

"Mother concubine."

A soft but heavenly voice sounded from outside the window.Concubine Wang Guifei was shocked, and she took her daughters and daughters-in-law, as well as a few friends from the palace, and went out of the clothing bureau together.Rou Fu told her earlier that she could only take sixteen people away at a time.No more, no less.She searched for the fifteen most caring people overnight, and together with herself, they came before Zhao Yuan.

Under the icy moonlight, the young girl Di Ji smiled softly, and stretched out her hand: "Mother Concubine, hurry up."

For a moment, she even thought that the girl in front of her was not Roufu, but a goddess descended from the sky.Neither humble nor overbearing, calm and peaceful, stretched out his hand softly, and there was a sense of warmth all over his body.

enough.The concubine thought.

Regardless of whether she is Roufu or not, at this moment, it is enough for her to rescue her from the palace.

These noble girls from Bianliang who had been pampered on weekdays and washed their leather clothes in the clothes bureau for half a year quietly and neatly put on their dance clothes, put on their veils and veils, pretended to be dumb and did not speak, and stood in front of the Emperor Jin. dance awkwardly.

Jindi was very angry because he had never seen such a stupid dance.

The surrounding ministers of the Kingdom of Jin were also very angry, because these so-called dancers were not as good as the maids in their own house.

Then, very logically, these eighteen dancers were whipped out with a whip, ordering them to never set foot in the palace.

Only then did Zhao Yuan heave a sigh of relief.

She was never worried that Zong Bi would leak the secret, because Zong Bi's eyes and ears were always covered along the way.It wasn't until last night that he temporarily took off his face scarf in order to let him "see clearly that this is the upper capital of the Kingdom of Jin".He only knew that he was brought here by the people of Song Dynasty, but he didn't know who the person who brought him here, and what his identity was, was brought here to Shangjing.

But what makes Zhao Yuan a little embarrassed now is that the whole city in Shangjing is under martial law.

She can no longer use the space, and must take all these "dance girls" out of the city openly.Because these "dance girls" all passed the bright road in front of the Jin Emperor.Once he disappears rashly like Emperor Jingkang did, it will definitely make the Jin people suspicious.When the time comes, what awaits them will no longer be the entire city under strict martial law and wanton searches and arrests, but "kill all the Song prisoners, so as to serve as an example to others".

Therefore, they can only temporarily live in the inn in Shangjing, waiting for the opportunity.

The inns here are very expensive, but it doesn't matter, Zhao Yuan lacks everything except money.

As the weather gradually warmed up, Zhao Yuan became more and more anxious.Every day she lay down in front of the window of the inn looking at the blue and blue sky, and Liang Hongyu walked up and down behind her irritably.Neither of them spoke, and the imperial concubines and concubines were all placed in the inner room properly.But the martial law has not been lifted, and they can't leave Shangjing for half a step.

Suddenly one day, she heard some noisy noises outside, saying that a group of Western Xia merchants moved in and brought high-quality colored glaze.

Zhao Yuan was startled suddenly.

Because Xixia never produced colored glaze.

Without thinking, she got up and walked to the door. When she passed by Liang Hongyu, there was a gust of wind.

Liang Hongyu was a little surprised, but did not ask.After following Di Ji for so long, she is used to Di Ji's unexpected actions from time to time.For example, on that night when the moon was high, she was suddenly dragged to a dark place by Di Ji.It's cold and there's nothing there.For example, now, Di Ji ran out in a hurry, just because she suddenly heard the phrase "Western Xia Liuli Merchant".

Zhao Yuan walked in a hurry, and accidentally stumbled on the threshold.Almost instantly, she was firmly supported by a pair of steady and powerful arms, and a familiar and low-pitched voice sounded beside her ear: "...be careful."

Well, it really was him.

Zhao Yuan felt at ease for no reason, raised his head, and wanted to call his name, but was suddenly hugged tightly in his arms.

There was a rapid and warm breath in his ears, clean and chilling, revealing the bitterness tempered in the battlefield.She could even hear his heartbeat clearly, beating as violently as a drum.

Liang Hongyu coughed lightly from behind.

The visitor suddenly let her go, staggered back two steps, and said in a low voice, "I... overstepped the bounds."

Well, here we go again.

Zhao Yuan raised his head angrily, and accidentally bumped into a pair of black eyes.Worry, panic, panic, pity, nostalgia... She had never seen such complex emotions in his eyes, and she had never seen this handsome young man with a silver gun and a white horse so clear.

"I'm not angry." She frowned and muttered.

Zhong Yi was startled, then smiled quietly.

"If the concubine Meng Di does not give up, how about running away with the minister tonight?"

She really wanted to nod and say hello, but she always felt that this sentence seemed a little weird.

Why does it feel like... like she is going to elope with him?

Well, that's not good.

The recruiter runs away as a wife and the concubine, let alone she is not interested in being a concubine, even if she has... Wait a minute, when did she agree to elope with him! ?

"cough."

Liang Hongyu who was behind him coughed lightly again, and called out in a low voice, "Guanjia."

It was only then that Zhao Yuan discovered that behind Zhong Yi stood her elder brother, the Great Song Emperor, Zhao Huan, who had been sent away half a month ago.

Why did Zhao Huan stand quietly behind Zhong Yi without saying a word...

Why did Zhao Huan take the risk to return to Shangjing...

Wait that's not the point!

The point is...

How should she explain to this cheap imperial brother her relationship with this young man from the Zhong family?

"I haven't seen you in half a year. Huanhuan has grown so tall."

Zhao Huan stepped forward with a smile, raised his hand, and gently smoothed the fluff on Zhao Yuan's collar.Seventeen or eighteen thoughts had already swirled in Zhao Yuan's mind in an instant, each of which made her hair stand on end.

Zhao Huan didn't seem to notice her strangeness, and still smiled gently: "Huanhuan seems to have a lot to do with this family member?"

Zhao Yuan's heart skipped a beat.

"Seed family".The wording used by Zhao Huan is "Zong Jiazi"!

Yes, in the eyes of the officials, Zhong Yi is a member of the Chong family first, and then a young and vigorous major general.

Zhao Huan...would he attack the Zhong family?

Will he be like Zhao Gou and criticize the Zhong family in every possible way?

Countless thoughts flooded into my mind instantly and lingered for a long time.As if possessed by a demon, Zhao Yuan raised his head, looked into Zhao Huan's eyes, and said word by word:

"Chenmei is indeed giving and receiving with Zhong Jiazi privately. I don't know the emperor's brother, what instruction do you have?"

Zhao Huan laughed silently.

Not seeing each other for half a year, his sister is getting smarter and bolder.Crossing the Yellow River, conquering Yanjing, robbing the second emperor, and saving the concubines, and now she actually wants to choose her own son-in-law... He really wants to see where her limit is.