[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

Yelu Yuanyi returned to Bianjing, and only told his old friends and bewildered guards to control the order of Bianjing, and hurriedly returned to Tokyo with his son on the grounds of the military report.

Now the emperor of Bianjing is dead, and the emperor of Tokyo has just ascended the throne, and there is chaos everywhere.

Yelu Yuanyi had no intention of controlling Bianjing at all, nor did he intend to stay here to control the situation.

Are you kidding me, the matter of moving the capital was proposed by Wan Yanliang on his own will, and has nothing to do with him.

Now that the regime is overthrown, another Wanyan one, two, three, four, five may appear in Bianjing at any time. Instead of staying there and being incompetent, it is better to go back and swear allegiance with Wanyan Liang's ashes.

He was covered in tar all over his head and face, and he met Wan Yanliang, who was so monstrous and dead in the back. He always felt as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit. No other plans.

And in Liaoyang, Tokyo, Wan Yanyong had already ordered the relatives who had brought troops from two groups to be on alert, in case Wanyan Liang would kill them all of a sudden and tear them apart.

Who would have thought that before Wanyan Liang returned in a rage, Yelu Yuanyi, who was holding a bottle of his ashes, would be waiting.

Yelu and his son were originally from the Liao Kingdom. After the Liao Kingdom was defeated by the Jin Kingdom, they joined the Jin Dynasty and were given the surname Wanyan.

Later, Wan Yanliang killed the king and came to power, slaughtered his clan and demanded that all the given surnames be abolished, so the father and son returned their surnames to Yelu.

It's a boneless thing after all.

Wan Yanyong looked at the two kneeling on the ground, and the mahogany box that exuded a strange aura, and felt a little suffocated in his heart.

He knew that Wan Yanliang would send troops to the country, so he launched the Tokyo Mutiny in advance, but how could he lose without fighting twice in a row? !

The first time Yelu led his troops there, his own spies were also among them, and fled back to Tokyo overnight.

It is said that the adjacent country established an iron curtain like a moat, and without a single guard, it killed the tens of thousands of troops, causing heavy casualties.

And the second time, Wan Yanliang led the Chinese army to attack Yangzhou again, and he just showed his head outside the city to wait and see, so he died so directly!

He looked at the two kneeling under the hall, and secretly clenched the armrest.

This new country that suddenly appeared was by no means a benevolent one.

Sending troops there rashly now is tantamount to hitting a stone with a pebble, and may cause many new troubles.

And what is the relationship between the state of Song and the state of Lin now?

Seeing that the new emperor was silent, Yelu Yuanyi did not reveal his past loyalty to Wanyan Liang, nor questioned other details, so he couldn't help but feel happy.

It was right to kill the old emperor himself.

The old emperor fell off his horse and landed on the back of his head. He must become a useless person, unable to fight against Tokyo.

After he died, he was the first to go back to repay his meritorious service, and it was much easier to secure his position than others.

"I'm clear about the strange things." Wanyan Yong said slowly: "Take the ashes to the mage in the palace to exorcise evil spirits, and you don't have to worry about things after that."

"Yes."

He straightened up slightly, staring at Yelu Yuanyi who was still kneeling and said: "There is one more thing, I want to ask you."

Yelu Yuanyi was startled, and went through countless details in his mind quickly.

What he was most afraid of was that there would be spies watching in secret, who would report back to Tokyo after seeing the scene of him killing the king.

If the new emperor has all the inside information in his hands, he will only be played by him.

"I'm asking you." Wan Yanyong spoke very slowly, obviously thinking about many parallel things: "Is there a person from Linguo in the Chinese army?"

Yelu Yuanyi guessed for a while, and didn't think about the prisoner at all, only surprised: "Yes—yes."

"Your original position remains the same, and you are still Daikin's Minister of War." He pondered, "Call the main army back to Tokyo, and bring that prisoner back to me alive."

Not moving the capital? !

Don't want to suppress Song Guo anymore?

Yelu Yuanyi didn't dare to look up, but the calculations in his mind were quick.

The amount of information contained in a few short sentences made him feel like his forehead was getting hot.

And his son Yelu Wangxiang knelt behind him, not daring to breathe.

The old emperor was obviously a fierce main war faction. In order to conquer the Southern Song Dynasty, he deliberately moved the capital to Bianjing, in order to be able to suppress the border at a faster speed.

But now that the relocation of the capital has been done, and the palace has been built, the new emperor said that he obviously has no intention of moving his home if he stays in Tokyo, and it is obvious that he has to change his strategy.

The state of Song is now poor and weak, and the emperor is old and incompetent. Do you really want to fight?

"Here."

"Also." Wan Yanyong laughed suddenly: "Since you intend to be loyal to me, how about giving your family the imperial surname?"

This is probably the third time I have changed my surname.

Yelu Yuanyi's throat moved, and cold sweat broke out from his back again.He knew in his heart what it meant to change his surname to Wanyan this time.

All the ministers would probably know that they fled from the Liao Kingdom, and they would not last long under the hands of the previous two emperors. The whole family would become a joke in Tokyo.

so what?

In this chaotic world, it is not easy to survive for a few days, is face useful?

"My minister Wanyan Yuanyi, and my dog ​​son Wanyan Wangxiang, thank you Your Majesty."

After Wanyan and his son stepped back, a man dressed as a counselor slowly walked out from behind the scenes.

He has a strong build and is about 1.8 meters tall.

The difference from other courtiers is that he wears glasses on his face, and his hair is not long, but an inappropriate short cut.

"Tang Yi." Wan Yanyong took a sip of tea, looked sideways at the military adviser who was born in Linguo, and said, "What do you think is the strange way of death he mentioned?"

Tang Yi had been secretly listening to the conversation between the emperor and his ministers from beginning to end, and now he just bowed and said, "I think it's a technique of sniping."

"The so-called sniping is to shoot and kill the enemy ten meters or even tens of meters away, which requires extremely high-precision ordnance."

Wan Yanyong looked down at the clear tea, and said after a while: "Wan Yanliang wants to crusade against Yangzhou and seize their holy artifacts and treasures, what do you think?"

Tang Yi didn't understand golden rituals, so he just bowed his head and said, "I think you should rest and recuperate."

"Oh?" The emperor said with a light smile, "Why?"

"After the Kingdom of Jin conquered the Kingdom of Liao and the Kingdom of Song, the people in the territory were in constant chaos, farming was ruined and famine prevailed. If the kingdom insists on going on, it will only hurt both sides."

"Don't you think that if Jin Guo recuperates, then Song Guo will also recuperate, and if he doesn't recover from his injuries, he will come and bite him?"

"When two tigers fight, they will be bitten no matter what. It's better to wait for work." Although Tang Yi looks like a modern person, his speech has unconsciously picked up the tone of a Hanchen of the Jin Dynasty, and continued: "Let's talk about the emperor's talent. In governing the country, you are not inferior to anyone."

When Wan Yanyong heard this compliment, his eyebrows slightly raised.

It feels really good to be so affirmed by the wise man from Linguo.

"That fellow from your neighboring country, I heard from the spies that he taught Wan Yanliang how to drive a car." He turned around, looked at the slightly reflective glasses on the man's nose, and said with interest, "You and him are friends." ?”

Tang Yi didn't raise his head, but said flatly: "It's not even a fellow townsman, just a stranger."

Tang Yi had no intention of fleeing Jiangyin Town from the very beginning, even if he went to serve as a soldier, it would be better than going to the gray area where the situation is unknown.

He is a technical consultant with a Ph.D. degree and was employed by a pharmaceutical company as a consultant in the development of new drugs.

Logically, his annual salary and education belong to first-tier cities, but his girlfriend, Chao Xiguo, who has been in love with him for six years since college, is from Jiangyin, and he decided to stay and work here because of his parents, so he came here alone. A well developed small town.

Originally, I thought that I would live my whole life in such an ordinary and rich way. I usually work in a company and take annual leave together to see coral reefs and dolphins.

But the sudden change of time and space overnight disrupted all his plans.

Chao Xigou has a sweet and docile personality, obeys her parents and friends in everything, and copied her homework when she was a child.

After the trouble happened, she was at a loss, and it happened that her parents also heard all kinds of rumors and tried to encourage her to flee with other people with a full load of things.

At that time, although rumors were broadcast everywhere in Jiangyin City, the government's behavior of confiscating supplies and sealing off the suburbs was witnessed by too many people, and all kinds of shocking rumors broke out.

Many people don't believe in space-time mutations at all. They just think that, just like the rumors, the government is secretly conducting human experiments and plague experiments, and the men and women who are taken away are all victims.

Chao's parents were not well-educated, so they believed what their relatives said, and even asked those who wanted to flee to bring their daughters.

Although Tang Yi himself did not believe the rumors, he remained skeptical about the so-called space-time mutation. Seeing that his girlfriend insisted on fleeing with his friends, he took his SUV and most of the stolen supplies with him.

The leader is Wei Yuan, who is the production director of the pharmaceutical factory. He usually looks oily and has wretched eyebrows. On the wine table, those lower-level female colleagues are often pressed down to drink.

When Tang Yi saw that it was him who took the lead, his heart was already in a bad mood, but his girlfriend's confident expression made him almost helpless. After six years of love, he was ready to get married, and it was impossible to just leave her behind and go to an unknown place. place, had to follow all the way to the end.

Along the way, Wei Yuan has been using some office political means to promote his tall image in order to establish prestige and voice. Tang Yi is used to seeing this kind of person, so he just endured secretly protecting Xiao Gou and thought of a way Eliminate the risk factors, but the more you flee, the colder your heart will be.

Sure enough, there is no human experimentation and plague.

The outside is really a completely uncivilized ancient times, and as the broadcast said, it is an ancient times in the era of war.

People are ragged, yellow and emaciated, and suffering and fear are written on everyone's face.

Wei Yuan only felt that he was a modern person who could occupy the commanding heights, so he became more and more unscrupulous in his actions and speech, and even tried to take advantage of the three accompanying women.

At this time, it is impossible to escape back with Xiao Gou.

They didn't remember the way back. There were rebels and refugees everywhere. Even if they drove back, they might not be able to find the place they came from.

What's more, now that Xiao Gou is really bewitched by Wei Yuan, he can obediently nod whatever he tells him.

When Tang Yi fell in love in college, he loved her simplicity and innocence, and loved her cuteness and defenselessness that had not been tempered by the years.

But what I hate now is the same thing.

What happened next was like a nightmare.

Smoke from the bonfire gave away their position, and Jin soldiers rushed up to loot and beat each of them.

One had broken teeth and fingers on the spot, and the other was obviously seriously injured in multiple places, with shockingly deep and large wounds.

Wei Yuan just passed out on the spot, the two women were snatched away, only he fled all the way down the mountain with Xiao Gou, frantically trying to get rid of the howling of the hounds and the sound of horseshoes.

But his girlfriend was ignorant and well-behaved like a rabbit, but when she ran, she stumbled and started to twitch and cry.

He finally hid in a safe place, and watched her being taken away by Jin Bing, stripped naked before she was tied with a rope, and put on a horse by the group of beasts with tears streaming down her face.

Chao Xi Gou...

The person I loved when I was young is now...

Tang Yi staggered alone among the mob.

He doesn't even know how to die now.

There was no building, and the military dagger had already been inserted into Jin Bing's neck when he got away, and there was not even a rope for hanging himself.

He lost his job, his fiancée, his house, everything.

There were already three or four floating corpses floating in the river in the distance, and there was nothing more than one more.

Tang Yi stepped into the turbulent river and slowly closed the river.

Wan Yanyong got the news from Yangzhou earlier than Wan Yanliang.

He originally had an objection, and before Wan Yanliang left to move the capital to Bianjing, he had opened up contacts in many towns and guards, and at the same time laid eyeliner on the border and many important checkpoints.

Ten days after Yangzhou City fell, he was rewarded by spies.

"Lingguo people?"

What?What is Linguo?

"Reporting to Your Highness, the men there generally have their hair cut short, and the women are all wearing revealing clothes. Besides, they seem to be able to control water dragons... The little ones hide in the dark, and dare not see too clearly."

Compared to Wan Yanliang's arrogance and presumptuousness, Wan Yan Yong is calm and cautious in doing things.

After noticing this abnormal situation, he kept sending people to Bianjing Road to investigate more situations.

The best way to understand this strange country is to bring a local citizen here.

In January of the second year, all the forces that secretly belonged to Wan Yanyong were ordered to bring back to Hailing Prince's Mansion in Bianjing whenever they saw short-haired men in cross-dressing on the road.

In a sense, Tang Yi, who was fished out of the river, was not only the prey he had been waiting for for a long time, but also the biggest surprise he had encountered since the establishment of the mansion.

Tang Yi listened blankly to those people explaining to him where he was and what happened.

He is from Guangdong himself, and he can understand Vietnamese, so he doesn't need an interpreter waiting beside him.

The man in front of him was dressed as a golden man. Although his hair was long and loose, his robes were clean and tidy, and he sat very upright.

When Tang Yi looked at him, his eyes were numb and empty, and he didn't mean to resist at all.

He has nothing left.

I couldn't let go of my first love, and left the safest place for her.

Now everything is beyond redemption, even death is not an option.

There is no room for negotiation at all.

Wan Yanyong was also quite surprised.

It is said that this Linguo man walked into the vortex in the river on his own suicide, and after being found out that his hair was crippled, he salvaged it with great effort.

——Why is he on Bianjing Road?Why die?

But from the looks of it, it seemed like he wished he could kill him.

He touched the saber at his waist and signaled his subordinates to retreat to the door.

"what's your name?"

"Tang Yi." The man sat there like a puppet whose soul was drained.

"Why commit suicide?"

"The woman I love is dead."

This answer was completely unexpected to Wan Yanyong.

If he said something else, he would calm down, but he didn't expect this person to come up with these words.

Regardless of whether Lin Guo is a clan of gods or not, this man's behavior does not seem to be faking.

The eyes are bloodshot, and the expression is haggard and the eyes are empty.

At this time, if he peeled off his flesh piece by piece, he would show an expression of being finally relieved.

Not long after Wanyan Yong experienced the pain of losing his wife, he was still enduring the pain and waiting for a better time, but his scar was torn open by this strange Linguo man.

Tang Yi didn't care why he didn't continue to ask, but just sat there, even the sound of breathing was full of despair.

Wan Yanyong looked at him so numb and stiff, but couldn't maintain the grief in his heart, so he just sat upright and asked again: "How did you die?"

Tang Yi glanced at him slowly, with no hatred in his tone: "I was gang-raped by Jin people in many places, and the wounds were bleeding and infected, and I am already dead."

He watched her fall to the ground like a deflated leather bag, and let the horses trample over her.

Wan Yanyong guessed his answer, secretly clenched the handle of the knife.

"You don't hate Jinren?" He asked tentatively.

"Hate?" Tang Yi let him stare into his eyes, and suddenly laughed: "Who is to blame for the path I chose?"

There was a bone-chilling chill in his voice, as if he had lost his mind on everything.

Didn't he choose to end up like this by himself?

Who is to blame again?

The bonfire was lit by her Xiao Gou when she said she wanted to celebrate the New Year.

She and her parents insisted on choosing to escape.

Couldn't he, Tang Yi, also be unable to let go of this woman he had liked for so long, and ended up suffering a crushing defeat?

It was the first time for Wan Yanyong to meet someone who was so enlightened that he could go to Qinglong Temple to become a monk after shaving his degrees.

Although he experienced the pain of losing his wife, he still couldn't let go of life and death, and couldn't let go of greed, hatred and ignorance.

This man is affectionate and righteous, willing to die for his dead wife, after all, he is also a man with bones.

"To buy ordinary people, you can always use something that can check and balance them." Wan Yanyong got up and poured him a cup of tea, and said unhurriedly: "Fate, money, woman."

"But you don't want these three things."

Tang Yi's lips were chapped and bleeding, and his whole body was covered with large and small bruises.

He soaked in the river for too long, and was sent to Tokyo overnight. At this moment, he has actually entered a state of severe dehydration, and even has slight tinnitus.

Physiological instinct made him want to take this cup of warm water, but he just stared blankly at the half-empty cup that Wanyan Yong sent, and sat there motionless.

"What you need is a reason for yourself to want to continue living."

King Hailing didn't care about his offensive behavior, instead he leaned forward with the teacup and whispered something in his ear.

The man with bloodshot eyes trembled violently when he heard that sentence clearly.

He took the cup of tea tremblingly, couldn't hold back the pain and convulsions all over his body anymore, looked at the faint smile of King Hailing, and drank the cup of tea in one gulp.

Yangzhou City.

Liu Xi made an appointment in advance, and drove to meet Mr. Long.

Now Jiangyin naturally has Mr. Long as the mayor, responsible for managing matters large and small.

Grandpa is getting old, and his body is already weak. He is not suitable for going back and forth between the two cities, nor can he bear more work pressure.

The Senate has gone through a simple procedure to confirm the heads of multiple departments and Liu Xi's status as the head of state.

But the position of deputy head of state has always been vacant, and there is no better choice.

Before the change of time and space, Liu Zi was most familiar with the Finance Bureau and the Engineering Bureau. He used many of his relationships, even the background of his parents, to think of ways to attract investment from Jiangyin, which drove the development of several industries. develop.

But he is actually not very familiar with other colleagues - even Qian Fan gradually changed from a colleague relationship to a friend relationship after a sudden change.

While it is possible to introduce a deputy head of state through electoral law, this will not work.

The deputy head of state that Liu Xi needs is someone who can actually assist him, help him solve problems and jointly plan for the future.

— There is no suitable person at all.

To be a leader, coordination and management skills are important, but the core is long-term vision and comprehensive cognition.

Qian Fan knew it in his own mind, and he always only cared about national defense and ammunition, and never cared about other things.

Although Sun Ci Hu Fei has a lot of experience with government affairs, he is not suitable to be a manager and planner, and his ability can only play the role of coordination and execution.

Although Liu Xi was anxious about this matter, but considering that the old man was old and it was inconvenient to work too hard, he could only come over and ask him what he meant.

Mr. Long had just finished his breakfast, and his expression was calm and gentle.

"There are naturally some people who recommend it."

"The structure is different now, you don't need to care about GDP, and you are no longer bound by anyone above." Although the old man has not been to Yangzhou City for a long time, he knows everything about the current situation: "You need a planning and logic ability more A strong person will help you see what will happen in the future."

Standing in front of the old man, Liu Xi only felt that he was as ignorant and naive as a teenager, so he nodded without making a sound.

"It's not a difficult task." Long Hui got up and patted him on the shoulder, his tone was familiar and relaxed: "Do you still remember the White Deer?"

"He won't let you down."