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610, no words all night

 From the moment the first machine gun spit out tongues of flame, the whole world was soon awakened by a thunderous sound. People in the city saw the flames surrounding the palace, and along with the flames were brilliant fireworks, over the palace.

Golden flowers bloomed, but none of them knew that such bright flowers bloomed on blood.

It was getting dark, and nearly 30,000 corpses were piled up outside the palace. The blood dyed the moat red, and there were intermittent wailing sounds. Then the gate of the palace slowly opened, and a large number of palace guards poured in.

Coming out, they began to quickly clean the battlefield, and then other forbidden troops came over and began to carry the layers of densely packed corpses together.

No one spoke during this process, because everyone was frightened out of their wits on this terrifying night. Thirty thousand against three thousand, only more than two hundred escaped, and the others were all annihilated, even the soldiers on the city wall finally

The injury was a blister caused by the red-hot gun barrel.

After the battle, no matter how brave the generals were, they all became silent. Everyone kept silent about this matter because they realized that the pattern of the world's war situation was about to change. The thunder that struck the sky that night would destroy all the people.

The instability has stabilized.

The generals who were originally watching and sitting on the wall rushed over to clean up the battlefield immediately to ensure that it was restored to its original state before dawn. No corpses or blood stains were allowed around the palace.

The Imperial Guards all mobilized to start cleaning, and the corpses were transported out of the city one by one. When they were cleaning the ground, they saw densely packed holes on the ground as thick as a little finger, covering almost the entire area around the palace.

On the wall, on the ground, on the tree...

Judging from their fallen postures, those corpses were like wheat cut by a scythe. Some were even only thirteen or fifteen years old, but now they have turned into cold corpses and were piled deep.

The deep pit will become the best fertilizer for the mountain in the coming year.

"The official family, the prince...the prince passed away..."

The chief eunuch hurried to Zhao Zhen's palace early in the morning and said anxiously: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince died in the palace at Mao Shi."

Zhao Zhen drank wine yesterday and seemed a little confused at the moment, but he didn't seem to see any sad emotions. He just waved his hand as if he knew it, then dismissed the eunuch and sat by the bed, his eyes a little distracted, as if he was reminiscing.

It was like time had passed, and when I came back to my senses after a long time, I felt like I had become much older in an instant, and the bags under my eyes had become thicker.

The prince passed away, and everyone knew what was going on, but no one raised the matter. However, the emperor's birthday celebration could only be abandoned and the prince's funeral was held instead.

Zhao Xu rushed back from Yuhang overnight. He immediately went to visit Zhao Zhen. They talked for a long time in the room. When they came out, Zhao Xu lowered his head and his face was red. At this time, the Minister of Rites

The officials had been waiting outside for a long time, and Zhao Xu naturally became the legitimate grandson of the emperor and stationed in the prince's mansion.

Then Zhao Xu seemed to be a different person. The first thing he did was to order the elder brother and younger brother of his father's beloved concubine to be killed, and then forced his father's four concubines to commit suicide and be buried.

Zhao Xu, who was kind, courteous and thrifty, was like the god of death coming at this moment. As long as the people around his father who were related to the rebellion were still alive, no one he had lobbied for was spared from being eradicated by his own hands.

For a moment, the whole Linchuan was in turmoil and people were in panic. Why? Because Ren Song started killing people, with rivers of blood flowing, and the world finally knew that the weak and bully Song Dynasty did not seem to be that easy to bully.

That's 30,000 sheep, and 3,000 people can't kill them all in one night!

In the morning, the area around the palace had been cleaned up. Apart from the 30,000 dead souls and the pale red moat left behind, those bullet holes proved how fierce the battle took place here last night.

The coincidental death of the prince undoubtedly turned this incident into a mystery, but life still had to go on. Apart from the fact that the people in the city regarded this as a topic of conversation after dinner, no more content was revealed.

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The prince's funeral was still carried out as a national funeral. Although the Ministry of Punishment, the Ministry of War, and the Dali Temple were all investigating, everyone who knew about it knew that there would never be any results. It would be sealed forever with the death of Zhao Zhen in the future.

In the annals of history, it has left an eternal mystery to future generations.

Zhao Xu has been very busy these days and barely sleeps a wink. First of all, he has to deal with those treacherous people. This is a test given to him by the old emperor and also an opportunity. If he cannot grasp it, he will lose the emperor's grandson.

The location is not a fantasy either.

The second thing is that his father is dead. According to filial piety, he needs to complete the whole process, and he will go to guard the mausoleum for three years. Unless Zhao Zhen dies in the middle, he is not allowed to appear in the public eye.

inner.

This is a kind of protection for him, because the further away from the temple, the less likely he is to be affected. Matters at home must be resolved at home in the end.

At this point, he finally understood what his magical uncle meant by asking him to go to Yuhang in advance. If he were here, he would inevitably fall into a dilemma of loyalty and filial piety. If he defended the palace, he would have to turn around and hit his biological father.

Following your biological father is tantamount to committing a crime and disturbing the imperial power.

No matter which one happened to him, he might not lose his life, but don't think about the position of the emperor. After all, the Song Dynasty went from the yellow robe at the founding of the country to the sound of an ax and candle shadow of the second generation Zhao Guangyi, and if the subsequent emperor appeared

This kind of chaos and seizing the throne would naturally be a big joke. Everyone would laugh out loud and say, "What kind of wild Song Dynasty are you? You are more barbarian than barbarians, and you dare to say that you are the orthodoxy of the world?"

At that time, there will be no way to avoid the sword in the history of history, and the Zhao family will inevitably become like Zhu Wen, Huang Chao, and Liu Yu. Zhao Zhen endured and gave in for a lifetime, just for a name, and he absolutely cannot

When I was approaching old age, I took this last step wrong.

In just a few days, Zhao Zhen has become visibly old and vicissitudes of life. The mental shock has made him feel a little unable to do anything now. He can only see some smiling faces when he sees Zhao Rong.

And now Zhao Rong is naturally much more sensible. She understands why Zhao Zhensheng, who hardly drank alcohol that day, got herself drunk. She also knows that the palace would not have fallen even without the three thousand Vulcan soldiers. But when she saw her father

Despite her old age, she still felt sad and sour in her heart.

"Rong'er."

That day, Zhao Zhen was lying on his side on the bed. He had just woken up from his nap and saw his favorite daughter standing beside him. He couldn't help but smile: "You married a good man."

"Father, you're awake." Zhao Rong quickly brought warm water from the side and handed it to Zhao Zhen: "Why don't you lie down for a while."

"As we get older, we don't sleep much anymore." Zhao Zhen took the tea cup and took a few sips: "In the early years, among so many people, I fell in love with this fool at first sight, but your father was one of the few in his life.

One of the few things you do wrong.”

Zhao Rong smiled: "Father has always had a sharp eye."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said: "It's a pity that you are not a man, alas..."

On the day of the mutiny, although Zhao Zhen pretended to be drunk and was helped back to the palace, the reaction of everyone outside was reported to him one by one. At that time, Zhao Rong was calm, advanced and retreated in a measured way, relaxed and strong, and looked broadly.

He is the only one among the entire Zhao family. If Zhao Rong were a boy, the throne would not be anyone else's business.

"Father, my daughter doesn't have any ambitions. She just wants to be born into an ordinary family, to be a husband, to teach her children, to serve her parents, and to enjoy the full family life. My daughter sees her father's hard work over the years, and she really can't bear it."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said: "It's just destiny."

After saying that, Zhao Zhen suddenly seemed to remember something: "When did that idiot start planning?"

Zhao Rong didn't want to lie to her own father, so she told him the whole story. After listening, Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes and twirled his beard and thought for a long time, then nodded and said:

"I can't believe that the idiot has such meticulous thoughts and can arrange things to such an extent. So, it means that he is also optimistic about Zhao Xu's ascension to the throne?"

"My daughter doesn't know... He doesn't pay attention to this matter. He spends all day in the crop fields these days, leaving early and returning late."

Zhao Zhen nodded: "It seems that the idiot is what I thought. I thought about it but couldn't figure out how to protect Zhao Xu, but he was able to defeat him with one move."

Although the prince's rebellion is the most shameful thing in the world, the problem is that someone will inherit the Song Dynasty in the future. Zhao Zhen himself had two sons, but they both died early, and the remaining ones are some daughters who have already been married.

Within the clan, Zhao Xu is considered an outstanding child, and Zhao Zhen can even see the shadow of his own youth in him.

Although his mediocre abilities are exactly the same as his own, he can be regarded as the tallest among the short ones. It can only be said that he is a descendant of the old Zhao family and is not very up to date.

"That thing that explodes when it flips over is also made by that fool?"

"Um."

Zhao Zhen nodded: "Then if he wants to rebel, your father's head will probably be on the table."

"Father~~~"

When Zhao Zhen saw his daughter's expression, he burst into laughter: "Just kidding, I like the stupid guy best who is straight and dumb but has no ambition in his eyes. I said I found a good husband for you, but who knew

This time I picked up a national treasure for the Song Dynasty."

In fact, Zhao Zhen said the same thing when he had a long talk with Zhao Xu that day. When he told Zhao Xu at that time, it was even more exaggerated. To Zhao Rong, it was just a treasure to protect the country, but to Zhao Xu, this idiot was nothing.

It became the sharpest long sword and the most solid backing of the Song Dynasty. He also warned Zhao Xu that no one could touch him when he succeeded to the throne. If he were forced to rebel, Zhao Xu's ten heads would not be enough.

Zhao Xu said yes, and laughed in his heart. He was thinking about how he could touch his magical uncle. If his status and age didn't allow it, it would definitely be beneficial for him to find a godfather. He said

To put it bluntly, my godfather gave me this bad life. If he hadn't asked me to go to Yuhang first, I would definitely not have a good death.

If his own army had not been equipped with the weapons of his godfather and swept away the 30,000 rebels with a force of 3,000, the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty would not have remained silent.

This is only immediate, and does not include what I have learned in Yuhang these days. The management methods and accounting audit methods of a warehouse are enough for most people to have food and clothing for a lifetime. In addition, there are various technologies

, from growing grain to making steel, he filled eight of the exquisite and white Yuhang special notebooks.

He also said there was no need to touch his godfather...that is, anyone who touched his godfather would be crushed over him first.

And he is certain and certain that his godfather will not rebel, because if he wants to rebel, he will definitely rebel. He has seen it with his own eyes, three thousand versus thirty thousand. To be honest, it is more than three thousand, which is enough for a hundred and eighty people.

After that, the remaining people drank tea, watched the show, and went to clean up during the day. There were a few in the Song Dynasty who could afford that thing at 30,000 yuan.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Huang. I don't even dare to think about it. Let's not talk about it first... My uncle has been very kind to me. Even if my aunt is here, I can't have any strange thoughts."

Zhao Zhen hummed and said, "Go ahead. After we finish dealing with this situation, we will observe mourning for three years."

"Thank you, Grandpa Huang..."

Zhao Xu's heart was pounding at that time, because he didn't know what the emperor was going to do with him before he came, but after talking like this, the emperor said "after you succeed to the throne", so he was worried about a hammer...

...As long as he doesn't kill himself, the world belongs to him. As for ten or twenty years, Grandpa Huang probably won't be able to give birth to a child anyway. He is still young and will never follow him.

Feeling inexplicably anxious like his own father...

What is there to be anxious about? If a new prince is born, it will be fate. The probability of betting on this is similar to the probability of a successful rebellion...

I can't understand...

But it is useless to say anything now. My father has already gone, and he went at the moment when he knew that the situation was over. How he went is not important, what is important is that he went.

From this point of view, no matter whether he is smart enough or not, at least he is a qualified and competent father, and he will do his best to manage his funeral affairs in a glorious manner, at least without insulting the national dignity.

As for the foreigners staying in Lin'an, such as the two brothers and sisters from Liao and some other foreign envoys, they should be comforted and bribed. Anyway, we don't expect them to say anything good, so don't spread rumors too harshly.

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However, the two Wanyan brothers were determined to go to Yuhang to visit, because in the past few years, a demonic trend had arisen in the Liao Kingdom for some unknown reason, that kind of comparison and extravagance, which began to spread from top to bottom.

Their crazy obsession with the luxury goods manufactured by the Song Dynasty almost caused the Liao Kingdom to suffer a loss, and the money was not enough.

And almost all of these luxury goods are marked as being made in Yuhang, which should be the root cause of the Liao Kingdom's problems.


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