As the fleet headed north, Qin Yuzhen felt a clear difference. In the south of the Yangtze River, there was always a feeling of water vapor surrounding him. Qin Yuzhen did not realize this before. Until the fleet crossed the Huaihe River and entered the northern section of Tongji Canal, Qin Yuzhen finally felt that she had lived in such an environment for more than 50 years.

When this warm and humid feeling faded, the air was the same. Not long ago, it was the plum rainy season in Jiangnan, and the dark clouds were as low as within reach. The blue sky in the Central Plains seemed to be higher than that in Jiangnan, and there was a kind of ethereality that was beyond reach.

The fleet finally stopped at the canal pier outside Kaifeng City. Qin Yuzhen stood on the deck and saw a lot of people coming to greet him at a glance. The one standing in front was her eldest son Zhao Qian. Then Qin Yuzhen heard Zhao Jiaren beside her smile and said, "Get off the boat, we're home!"

The sudden arrival of Zhao Guan’s family in the north caught many people off guard, and Zhao Qian was one of them. However, Zhao Qian had served as a soldier and understood that the plan could not keep up with the change. The battlefield changed rapidly, and the seemingly refreshing victory must be the result of various orders that were not implemented properly and inappropriately. If each order was executed perfectly, the battle would definitely be very unsuccessful.

So Zhao Qian stood calmly in the front row and waited. Seeing his mother walking down from the wide springboard with her father's arm in her arms, Zhao Qian immediately came forward and said, "Mom, you are here!"

Zhao Jiaren didn't compete for the first prize, and then he heard his son Zhao Qian say, "Dad, you have worked hard all the way."

The Zhao Guanjia had just nodded, and the officials following Zhao Qian immediately followed and greeted him. Although the etiquette was not complicated, there were too many people. By the time this etiquette passed, it had taken half an hour. Everyone got on the carriage and horses, and the guard group led the way, and the troops entered the old capital of the Song Dynasty in a mighty way.

When the Zhao official family entered the hall of the old palace, they symbolically sat down on the dragon throne, and the civil and military officials on both sides knelt down and saluted, shouting long live the whole life. The political center of the Song Dynasty was officially moved from Hangzhou to Kaifeng.

In the next ten days, Zhao Jiaren was always busy with various etiquettes. The first thing he did when he returned to the old capital was to take the queen and eldest prince Zhao Qian to the Zhao family to pay homage to the Zhao family tomb in Gong County, informing his ancestors that the Song Dynasty had used the blood of the barbarians to wash away the Jingkang shame.

As a great ceremony for this worship, the coffins of the fake kings of the Jin Dynasty have been dug out, and a yin prison was established in the imperial tomb area of ​​the Song Dynasty, burying the coffins inside.

After the ceremony, Qin Yuzhen asked a little reproachfully: "Is this considered digging a grave?"

"Ha! You look at the Mongols too highly of you." Zhao Jiaren said with a smile.

"What does this have to do with the Mongols?" Qin Yuzhen asked in confusion.

"The Jin people dug up the tombs of the Song Dynasty, and after the Mongols destroyed the Jin Dynasty, they also dug up the imperial tombs of the Jin Dynasty. When we went, most of the tombs were empty. Many of the coffins of the fake kings of the Jin Dynasty buried here were empty. God knows where the corpses of the fake kings went."

"Ah?" Qin Yuzhen was shocked by this description. But thinking that the Mongolians also dug up the tombs of the emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty, Qin Yuzhen also felt that she was a little stupid for being so fussy. She restored herself to peace, but she still became curious, "Is it so clean that it was dug up? Nothing left?"

"There are very few things left. I have ordered the opening of the Jin Dynasty mausoleum into a park and museum, and all the things I found are on display in the museum. After a while, maybe an exhibition can be held in Kaifeng."

"...If you do this, aren't you afraid that the ancestors' spirits in heaven will blame you for making fraud?"

"...I don't believe in the spirit of heaven. Even if there is one, they should be happy to know that I will restore the Han family's territory. I really put some bones in the coffin of God who knows who was pretending to be the fake king of the Jin Kingdom. I was cheating. I specially brought the bones of Jin Aizong of Kuri, the Dali Temple Prison in Hangzhou. This must be the real thing."

Qin Yuzhen didn't want to argue with Zhao Jiaren about this again. When it comes to corpses, Zhao Jiaren felt indescribable and indifferent, as if it was just a few bones. This is something that Qin Yuzhen didn't like very much.

After reporting to the Grand Song Dynasty’s ancestral tomb, Zhao Jiaren returned to Kaifeng. At this time, the ritual work of moving the capital came to an end. Because the local environment was not suitable, Zhao Jiaren and his wife who had diarrhea could finally rest for a few days. The other ministries also began to arrive in Kaifeng at this time, and the first ones were the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Lifan Department and the Ministry of War. The Lifan Department brought the latest international situation briefing. Under the fighting of the Sinhalese local soldiers, the Tianzhu Fan Kingdom, located near Mumbai, surrendered. Since then, the Lifan Department of the Song Dynasty has officially owned the management rights of half of the land on the Tianzhu Peninsula.

This also means that the Song Dynasty could establish a telegram network from Mumbai to Sinhala. Once completed, the time for message transmission from Europa was shortened by three days. As for the telegram network from Mumbai to Kaifeng, this is estimated to be completed within fifteen to twenty years.

"When will those vassal kings arrive in Kaifeng?" Zhao Jiaren asked. When he thought of the third brother of India, Zhao Jiaren thought of the water of the Ganges, and even his stomach felt better, he felt a little uncomfortable again.

"This is hard to say. I will come in about a year." Luo Yiren answered honestly.

After the Minister Lifan finished speaking, the Foreign Minister told the news about Europa. The Yuan Dynasty had not yet moved, but the Holy Roman Empire had sent troops south to attack the Western Roman Empire. Because the Western Roman Empire and the Athens County of the Europa Province in the Great Song Dynasty were related to the fact that the lips were lost and the teeth were cold, the Europa Province of the Great Song Dynasty had mobilized a transport fleet to help the Western Roman Empire resist this wave of barbarian invasion.

Hearing the four words "barbarian invasion", Zhao Jiaren couldn't help laughing. Lu Bofeng also laughed a few times. He used this to make a sentence to make the official laugh.

"Barcists invaded. It's well used." Zhao Jiaren sighed. He did not expect that the world line at this time would jump back to more than a thousand years ago.

More than a thousand years ago, the power of the Italian Republic finally expanded to the north of the Italian Peninsula, and then was invaded by the three Germanic Teutonic kings. That "Teutonic Lesson" was completely different from the "Teutonic Lesson" in the Teutonic Woods afterwards. In order to resist the German invasion, the Roman Republic established a professional army, which completely changed the Roman Republic.

After the army of the three Teutonic kings was eliminated, the Roman Republic continued to expand. When the republic turned to the empire, the Roman legions were stationed next to the Teutonic Woods, the Germanic lair thousands of miles away. As a result, the elite army of the Roman professional army was destroyed in the Teutonic Woods. Rome no longer had the ability to expand to the north.
Chapter completed!