Pu Sanliang mobilized 100,000 soldiers and horses from Henan to gather on the front line of Zhangjiakou to defend the Mengwu.
King Wanyanhong of Zhao then raised his troops to attack the city.
In fact, calling it an siege is nothing more than a false claim. The capital has been closed off for so long, and the people in the city have long since dispersed.
It was impossible for the main force of the Forbidden Army to die for Xu Zhiguo and others, so they naturally opened the city gate to welcome King Zhao's army into the city.
When Wanyanhong's army entered the city, Xu Zhiguo and others hijacked the emperor and tried to resist in the palace. However, they were just hanging on for a while. An army of 100,000 attacked. How could Hachi's thousands of people resist it? Moreover, the morale of the imperial army had long been lost.
The shouts of killing shook the heaven and the earth, King Zhao's soldiers and horses rushed into the palace, and the people in the whole city were terrified.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Xu Zhiguo also knew that if he fell into the hands of King Zhao, he would be dead, so he simply hacked all the family records to death, and then burned himself in the palace.
Mingde Hall.
King Zhao walked slowly into the palace, dressed in armor and filled with murderous intent. The civil and military ministers who had relied on Xu to rule the country were prostrate on the ground. They originally thought that the law would not punish everyone, and Wan Yanhong would spare their lives. However, the soldiers came in and escorted them out for lunch one by one.
He opened the door and was beheaded on the spot in public display.
On that day, 163 officials at all levels and 29 members of the clan were beheaded, almost emptying most of the Jin court.
Before that, Liang Wang Wanyan Congke had committed suicide by taking poison.
Only Jin Emperor and Wanyanhong were left in the Mingde Hall.
Emperor Jin sighed: "I knew that this day would come sooner or later. Sixth brother, I am willing to commit suicide to thank the world. I also ask you to refrain from killing and do not destroy the inheritance left by your ancestors!"
"Brother, you don't have to be like this. Brother, you can abdicate the throne to me, and I will support the Supreme Emperor in the harem for the rest of his life!" Wan Yanhong bowed.
"Am I not even ready to die now?" Emperor Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, I have already prepared the abdication edict, but there is just something I want to ask you."
"Brother, please speak."
"You have no heirs. After you pass away, who should the throne be passed on to? I will abdicate the throne to you, and you will pass the throne back to Ji'er in the future. How about it?"
The "Ji'er" that Emperor Jin refers to is his and Concubine Li's son Wanyan Ji, who is still a toddler now.
King Zhao sneered, thinking that you still want to bargain with me at this moment.
Wanyanhong laughed wildly: "Brother Emperor, I am in my forties this year, and I have at least twenty years left to live. As for what will happen in these twenty years, I really haven't thought about it!"
Emperor Jin's face darkened.
He actually wanted to test Wanyanhong to see if he could spare the lives of Concubine Li and her son.
But how could Wanyanhong cut the grass without eradicating the roots and leave himself with future disasters?
…
One month later.
Wan Yanhong ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.
Da Hao was the leader of the civil servants, and Pu Sanliang was the leader of the military commanders.
On the day he ascended the throne, he issued a general amnesty to the world and reduced his taxes for three years.
Three more days.
The Jin Dynasty court sent a large envoy to the Zhou Dynasty carrying dozens of carts of gifts. The head of the envoy was Ma Guanzhong, the censor.
Soon the two countries negotiated peace.
…
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is another two years.
Thanks to the efforts of Da Xingguo and others, Fushengtang Chamber of Commerce has become the largest chamber of commerce in the world, with branches spread all over the world, and even the shadow of Fushengtang Trading Company can be found on the Mengwu grasslands.
A year ago, Princess Wanyan Hulan of Ning State opened the "Yanshan University Hall" in Zhongdu.
It recruits students openly and enrolls free of charge. It teaches a complete set of systematic courses including "Enlightenment Rhymes", agriculture, engineering, acrobatics, medicine, etc. Yanshan University began to expand at an extraordinary speed, almost prospering
Wherever a school business is opened, the school will be deployed in the big city where it is located.
In winter, at the foot of Huashan Mountain, goose-feather-like snow is swirling.
Two horses galloped down the official road, one white and one red.
The one on the white horse is a young man in green clothes, with beautiful features, and the one on the red horse is a woman in white, with picturesque features.
Of course it was Yang Kang and Huang Rong.
In the past two years, the two have joined hands in the world to grudge each other, and the heroes Yang Kang and the heroine Huang Rongxian Kangli have already become famous in the world.
Yang Kang looked up at the dangerous peaks of the snow-covered mountains from his horse and said with a smile: "Rong'er, the mountain is blocked by heavy snow. I wonder if others can come?"
Huang Rong chuckled: "A little wind and snow is nothing to people like my father. My husband, in this Huashan sword debate, your biggest opponent is actually not the old thief surnamed Ouyang from the Western Regions, nor Mr. Hong from the Beggar Clan."
The gang leader is my father!"
"Am I the opponent of Island Master Huang..."
Yang Kang laughed heartily: "Besides, how dare I confront my father-in-law? Don't worry, Rong'er. When the time comes, I will voluntarily admit defeat."
"If you admit defeat on your own, you will definitely make my father angry. His greatest wish in this life is to become the best master in the world, but he has a proud temperament. If you don't fight him with real swords and guns, he won't spare you."
"Ms. sir, in fact, your martial arts has been advancing rapidly. My father and the others are no longer your opponents. However, for my sake, just save some face for my father and the old gang leader Hong. As for the old thief Ouyang, why not kill him?
Eliminate harm from the Jianghu!"
"By the way, Brother Guo will also come to participate in the sword debate. I wonder if he's here yet?"
Yang Kang shook his head: "I don't know, I only heard that the Seven Quanzhen disciples regard me as their enemy, and they will come to Huashan this time to compete with me. In fact, I am too lazy to compete with them for this false reputation. Since
They want it, so what if I give it to them?”
Huang Rong curled her lips: "The Quanzhen Sect is still far behind! However, my husband, for the sake of Long'er, let's not argue with these stinky Taoist priests."
Yang Kang laughed again: "You, my disciple, are the daughter-in-law I have reserved for our future son. You should give her this face!"
It was snowy and windy, and on the way to the official road, seven middle-aged Taoist priests galloped up. The sound of the two talking and laughing faintly reached the ears of Qiu Chuji, who was leading the way.
Qiu Chuji was furious. He flicked his whisk and jumped up from his horse. While he was in mid-air, he stabbed Yang Kang with his long sword. He said coldly: "You are an ungrateful little thief who forgets your ancestors. Just one sword strike!"
Yang Kang chuckled lightly, pointed the spear in his hand, blocked Qiu Chuji's long sword from flying away, and then swept away like a beast, sweeping away in the wind and snow.
Qiu Chuji dodged hastily, his face red.
The gap was so big that he didn't even have the courage to take action again.
"How are you, seven Taoist priests? Yang Kang is polite!" Yang Kang bowed on his horse and saluted.
At this time, there was another faint whistle in the wind and snow. Huang Rong's face lit up and said: "Mr. Sir, my father is here!"
"Such heavy snow! What kind of sword is there in this damn weather?" Another old beggar sighed and walked slowly in the wind and snow, and a man in black with a sinister look on his face passed by, laughing wildly.
Mountain top.
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The end of the book.
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