The civil and military ministers were all waiting at the palace gate.

At least the officials who are qualified to attend court are officials.

Almost all the bigwigs of the two governments and three departments are there.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the emperor wearing military uniform.

"Plum's ritual."

Mei, the Minister of Revenue, took the rituals and took the list: "I am here."

“How is the procurement of grain?”

"Reported to the official family, within three days, the Ministry of Revenue purchased 50,000 shi of grain (6 million jin) in the city, and all of them were handed over to Mr. Shuye in the early morning this morning."

"Well, you're doing it very well. Now you're going to fight. I've notified the palace that the daily expenses will be reduced by two-thirds."

"The official family is wise."

"I hope you can be strict with yourself and overcome difficulties together. As for your salary, I have asked the Ministry of Revenue to record it. Once the Jin people refunded it, the taxes will be paid truthfully in various places."

Everyone said, "I will remember the Hadith of Your Majesty."

"Okay! Everyone, go to the south gate with me. The Jin people will attack the city today. Let's cheer the soldiers."

As soon as the emperor said this, many officials present turned pale.

What?

Official, are you dreaming?

Chen Jieran, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Personnel, immediately stepped out and said: "The official family has been feeling cold recently and was unwell. I also asked the official family to allow me to go home to recuperate."

As soon as he said this, some other ministers were eager to try, obviously unwilling to go to the city tower.

What a joke!

We are all scholars and officials. How can we go to that dangerous place?

If you want to go to the emperor, you can go by yourself, don't pull us.

Zhao Ning said, "Doctor Hu, go and take the pulse for Mr. Chen."

Doctor Hu responded and walked up.

Chen Jieran did not expect that the emperor was even ready for the imperial doctor.

Doctor Hu grabbed Chen Jieran's hand and was about to start taking his pulse. Chen Jieran seemed to be burned by fire and immediately shrank back: "Official family, I suddenly felt much better."

When the others saw that the emperor was even ready for the imperial doctor, they all shrank their necks back.

"Since there is no problem, then let's go." Zhao Ning did not go into it carefully on the spot. The focus is on defending the city.

The emperor led everyone out of the city and headed south.

Along the way, the people of Tokyo can be seen everywhere.

Some of them were shouting loudly: "The golden thief is here, let's go to the near the city tower to see if there are any guards there who need help!"

"Hey, I've carried half of my family's food out, and I'll send it to the South City Gate now!"

"I've carried it out, and I'm planning to defend the city!"

"No gold thief can come in today!"

“…”

Everyone was very enthusiastic. Even the neighbors who often quarreled on weekdays stopped quarreling. They even exchanged some supplies for each other, and joined the team in groups of three or two.

In some places, people from some clubs are still distributing weapons.

Weapons include knives, axes, wooden sticks, and even hoes.

At this time, the court no longer prohibits the appearance of weapons.

There were even people in long queues in the east of the city to get weapons.

Since the publication of the Tokyo Daily, it seems that the whole city has been ignited one day and one night.

The courage of countless people and their desire to protect their homes are diluting the panic and confusion in the city.

"The emperor is traveling, and the idle people avoid it!"

Suddenly, a sound came from the front, and the imperial soldiers in heavy armored palace guards cleared a road for the emperor's imperial guards.

The emperor led the ministers and walked along the way.

The streets of Tokyo are crowded with people.

Suddenly someone shouted loudly: "Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

This sound completely ignited the crowd.

"Long live my emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

The sound was like waves, sweeping across the Imperial Street quickly, from the front of the palace, one wave after another, pushing to the south gate of the inner city.

The first phase of the united front has been reached!

Zhao Ning was surrounded by the imperial guards, and he looked at the crowds of people around him.

I saw a woman carrying a basket and delivering eggs to the accompanying imperial guards.

Some of them also gave their own steamed buns.

Their eyes are filled with the desire for peace in their homes.

When war comes, individuals are as small as ants.

A month ago, the Jin army was at the city, and a huge iron curtain enveloped the city.

The whole city has been suppressed for too long.

Countless people have suppressed them for too long.

The Zhao official family's non-resistance policy has caused depression in the hearts of countless people who want to defend their country.

In just a few days, the Tongzhi Kaifeng Prefecture Prefecture was beheaded, the imperial guard officer was beheaded, and the Privy Councilor Wailang was beheaded!

Let everyone see the Zhao Guan family’s new attitude.

When everyone was still worried about whether the Zhao Guan family would suddenly change their attitudes like the past year, the Tokyo Daily was published.

The emperor had a conversation with the people of the city at such a close distance for the first time.

The mood of fighting in the city is fermenting.

Finally, it broke out today.

Zhao Ning really wanted to say to the ministers who accompanied him: Look, this is the voice of the people!

No one can stop these thoughts!

Those who are in a favorable state will prosper, and those who are in a rebellious state will perish.

Zhao Ning waved to the people around him.

He was wondering if someone would suddenly come out for assassination?

However, it is highly unlikely that the Zhao officials of the Song Dynasty were a little weak, but their external personality has always been relatively gentle.

On weekdays, even some of the royal gardens are open to the people for fun.

Otherwise, the Jingkang shame would have been made into such a virtue in history, and people from all over the country still bargained with the Jin people to support Zhao Guan’s family again?

The voices are still spreading.

Even the brothel women outside Donghua Gate arrived here.

Even the guards on the city tower heard it.

The sky is snowing, but today's Tokyo City is boiling more than any other day before.

Outside the city, the Jin army who were lined up also heard the voices inside the city.

Wanyan Zongwang from the west of the city glanced at Liu Yanzong: "What happened?"

"It should be the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."

Wanyan Zongwang said in a deep voice: "Does he dare to go up to the city tower at this time?"

No one answered his question, because the voices in Bianliang City now seemed to be about to break through the sky.

The Jin people felt the momentum of the Song people for the first time.

Wanyan Zongwang said, "Blue Mother!"

"The last one will be here, and you will give you 2,000 people, you will play the striker!"

"The last general will receive the order!"

The coach Wanyan Zonghan, who was in the south of the city, looked as if he was ashen, ordered: "Silver Skill!"

Wanyan Yinshu, known as the "little war god" of the Jurchens, can be listed: "The last one is here!"
To be continued...