In the summer of the tenth year of Emperor Taizu of Mongolia (1215).
In Zhongdu, the former capital of Jin, Temujin was handling daily family meetings on the throne, and several of his sons were noisy in front of him. One said that he allocated more, and the other said that he had a large area.
Another one even said that the elder brother secretly brought people to beat the sap at night.
Hey, the prince-in-law can save his worries! He doesn’t fight or grab, he usually takes as much as he is given, and never thinks about extra things. Temujin secretly sighed.
"Report, Golden Sword Prince Consort, Commander of Ten Thousands, Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Guo Jing, pays homage to the Great Khan!" A guard came to report.
When he heard the news that his consort was back, Temujin was overjoyed that he could gain a large sum of money again. The maid.
Wait, Emperor of the Song Dynasty? Temujin suspected that he heard wrongly.
Half a day later.
Temujin sat slantedly on the throne, his mouth twitching, a little doubtful about life.
"Consort, you mean you became the Emperor of the Song Dynasty inexplicably in the past?"
Guo Jing scratched his head. He still couldn't understand it. Anyway, he was pushed to sit on the throne. He didn't know how to govern the country, but he remembered what Le Ge said.
Power comes from the barrel of a gun!
He might as well come back and take his direct lineage Song Army back, and then use the army to formally take over. He can finally do what he has wanted to do for a long time: make ordinary people live happier lives!
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Of course, he is not good at running the country, but doesn't he have a minister of civil and military affairs? He only needs to do three things: first: use his mental power to confirm that officials have not deceived him; second: establish his own intelligence agency to ensure that low-level officials are not deceived.
Conceal it; third: ensure your invincible force.
Looking at the honest and honest appearance of this consort, Temujin fell into deep thought. If he calculated this, wouldn't he have conquered both countries within a year, and now he is truly Genghis Khan, the common ruler of the world?
No, there is still a large area of land to the west! Take a break and continue fighting!
"Order: The territory where the Southern Song Dynasty is located will be given as a fiefdom to Guo Jing, the consort of the Golden Sword, and Guo Jing will be named King of the Song Dynasty. From today on, the people of the Song Dynasty will belong to the King of Song Dynasty. The people of the Song Dynasty can move to the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty at will, and the kings of the Khans will not be in trouble."
Temujin ordered.
Guo Jing quickly bent down: "Thank you, Father!"
"Hahaha, you and I have nothing to do with each other, why do we need to say thank you? Go, lead the troops, and completely control the land of the Southern Song Dynasty. As for your mother and children, I will send people to send them to the Southern Song Dynasty." Temujin laughed.
road.
He is only fifty-three years old. If he has the help of immortality medicine, he may live to be a hundred years old. Naturally, he will grant all Guo Jing's needs.
As for rebellion? Guo Jing, an honest and honest man, doesn’t look like he would rebel.
Are the descendants of the Guo family rebelling? With his support, as long as Hua Zheng's children are not too stupid, there is a high probability that they will be the new King of Song.
According to the rules he set, the new king of the Great Mongolia is based on military merit. As long as he is a descendant of Genghis Khan, he is eligible to compete. If Hua Zheng's child can conquer a vast territory, it will not be a bad idea for him to inherit the Great Mongolia.
No.
When the Great Mongolia unites the world, the blood of the Golden Family will flow forever on this land.
After Guo Jing left, Chagatai looked at his back and was a little angry. The most fertile land in the Central Plains in the Southern Song Dynasty was allowed to be obtained so easily by this boy.
"Father, don't you think Guo Jing disrespects you too much? He is inheriting the throne of the Song Dynasty!" Chagatai shouted to Temujin.
Temujin glanced at him: "Don't you like him?"
Chagatai raised his head: "Of course, Father Khan, the territory in our hands was won little by little, but Guo Jing relied on picking up the slack, I don't accept it!"
Temujin nodded: "Okay, you go and lead people to fight him. If you win, I will reward you with the land of the Southern Song Dynasty."
Chagatai was stunned and confidently said: "Father Khan, I can't beat him!"
Temujin looked at his second son suspiciously.
How did he know that he could beat him?
"roll!"
"yes!"
…
Mongolian grassland, night.
Guo Fu jumped up and down in the big tent, sometimes touching the tail of the little yellow cat, sometimes kissing its little ears. After a long time, she opened her little mouth and started to yawn.
"Wow~ Go to sleep!" Guo Fu quickly got into the quilt and closed her eyes.
The little yellow cat breathed a sigh of relief. The cat had another natural enemy: a naughty child!
After a while, Guo Fu's big dark eyes suddenly opened: "Le Ye, I want to pee! Please accompany me out."
For some reason, she remembered that she went to pee before going to bed. Why did she feel like peeing again after playing on the bed for a while?
The little yellow cat sneered: "Meow!"
go alone!
Guo Fu took a careful look outside the tent. It was dark, cold, and the wind blew from time to time. It seemed that there was something strange outside.
The little girl gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
Pee again tomorrow!
"Hush, shush, shush~" After a while, the little yellow cat whistled next to him.
Guo Fu was dumbfounded. This was the first time she knew that Le Ye could whistle. After a while, her face turned red and her eyes burst into tears. However, she took a look at the dark outside and still did not dare to go out.
"Master Le, I was wrong! Please accompany me just once." The little girl immediately admitted defeat.
The little yellow cat thought for a while and tilted his head: "Meow meow~"
You pee a little first, hold it in, and wait until your underwear is dry before peeing! This way you don’t have to go out.
Guo Fu was stunned, and it seemed to make sense. After all, he was Le Ye's own elder, so he shouldn't lie to her, so she immediately believed it.
Then, relax a little, and then you can't even hold it back, let alone hold it in.
"Wow!" The little girl suddenly cried again.
Li Ping heard the voice and walked in: "Fu'er, what's wrong?"
The little yellow cat very cleverly stepped forward to help lift the quilt, and pointed its paw at a large pile of wet bed.
"Wow!" The little girl cried louder.
Li Ping:......
Why doesn't this little guy want to be taught a lesson? No one in the family dares to mess with Brother Le except Fu'er.
"Grandma, grandma, grandpa sent someone to pick us up. He said that daddy became the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty!" Guo Shou'an came in and said loudly.
Li Ping:???
Don’t you know that your own son can be the emperor? Then can Brother Le also be the emperor?
…
In the spring of the 11th year of Taizu of Mongolia (1216), Temujin founded the country and named it "Zhou". He established the capital of the original Jin Dynasty capital: Zhongdu, and renamed it "Dadu", and divided the kings among them.
Guo Jing became the king of the Song Dynasty and reformed taxation in the fiefdom. He no longer collected a poll tax. The land was returned to the court. Farmers who rented seeds only received 30% of the harvest of that year.
Reform commercial taxes, vigorously develop industry, commerce, and maritime trade, and improve the status of workers and skilled workers.
Form a royal guard, recruit masters from major sects, collect hundreds of secrets, supervise hundreds of officials, and intimidate the martial arts.
For a time, both the martial arts community and the gentry began to be in turmoil.
It is said in later generations that King Guo Jing of the Song Dynasty received his destiny and rode a dragon. He traveled all over the world in two months, convinced anyone who was dissatisfied, and agreed to the implementation of the new decree.
For a time, Guo Jing became a true martial arts legend in the Central Plains. One man suppressed an era, and everyone in the world refused to accept it.
Ouyang Feng's uncle and nephew were originally preparing to take revenge. From a distance, they saw Guo Jing shouting "Mighty Heavenly Dragon!" in the sky. Then he shook his palm and a golden dragon appeared and wiped out an evil sect.
The two looked at each other and fell into deep thought. Suddenly they remembered that they had forgotten to feed the snakes they raised at home, and they quickly returned to the Western Regions, never setting foot in the Central Plains again in their lives.
…
Niujia Village, Wanyan Honglie's grave, Guo Jing sent someone to bring this body back.
Yang Kang knelt on the ground, his eyes red.
"Dad, please rest in peace. With my current martial arts skills, there is no hope of avenging you. But if I can't avenge you, how can I have the dignity to be your son?"
At this point, he suddenly paused, pulled out a knife, and cut off a strand of his hair.
"Today, I sever the father-son relationship with you. I am no longer your son, and you are no longer my father!
Please ask someone else to take revenge on you for killing your father. Take your leave!"
When they got home, Yang Tiexin and his wife had already cooked the meal.
"Son, you're back, let's eat." Yang Tiexin greeted.
"Okay, dad, mom!" Yang Kang called affectionately.
Yang Tiexin was startled, then burst into tears. His son finally called him daddy!
Bao Xiruo picked up the bowl and made a stunned sound.
Since the King of Song exempted them from the population tax and only collected three land rents, more and more people came back to farm, and everyone's life became better and better.
Even now that there is not enough land, some people simply go to the islands developed by the Liqing Chamber of Commerce to plant crops. I heard that there is a island called Wadao, where the indigenous people are very well-behaved. When they see the Song people, they will kneel down and kowtow, begging them to be taken as slaves.
But who would know that King Song's mother was still his close friend.
The two people now are not from the same world. One is in heaven and the other is on earth.
If she had gone to the desert with her husband, wouldn't she have to work hard in the fields now? Bao Xiruo suddenly thought.
impossible!
When she thought that she would be looked down upon by her former best friend, Bao Xiruo made up her mind that she would never see Li Ping in her life!
…
In the Xia Dynasty, Huacizim 'Shah Alauddin Mahamo' claimed to be Sultan and expanded aggressively. After capturing a large amount of land in Western Liao, he planned to expand further eastward.
Mahamo then sent a team of envoys to the east to inquire about the war situation in Mongolia, and Temujin received the envoys.
Temujin was very happy to hear the news about the establishment of a great power in the west. He expressed his willingness to have friendly trade with Khwarizm, and sent an envoy to pay a return visit. At the same time, he organized a caravan of more than 400 people to go to Khwarizm for trade.
Of course, as usual, Temujin also wrote a letter of credence stating that Genghis Khan was the master of the earth and was willing to condescend to accept Mahamo as his son. In the future, as long as he worshiped him obediently every year, the Zhou Dynasty would not attack him.
Mahamo was extremely angry when he saw the letter, and his men were greedy for the caravan's property, so they falsely accused the envoy caravan of the Zhou Dynasty as spies, killed them all, and seized their goods.
A camel driver who survived escaped and reported back to Mongolia. Temujin was extremely angry and sent three envoys to question him. One of them was killed by Mahamo, and the two were expelled after being shaved.
What a shame!
Temujin immediately raised troops in various khanates.
Expedition to the West!
In the summer of the thirteenth year of Zhou Taizu (1218), Temujin led an army of 200,000 people to cross the Altay Mountains and begin his western expedition.
According to Temujin's instructions, Guo Jing led 30,000 scholars of the Song Dynasty to do two things for the territory that was about to be conquered: one: burn books and destroy their historical writings, and two: teach them the official Chinese and writing of the Zhou Dynasty with the same text.
According to the prediction of Huang Yaoshi, the national advisor, if the characters and accents are different, then even if the Zhou Dynasty conquers the world now, the Zhou Dynasty will soon fall apart again due to profit reasons!
Of course, the writing of the Zhou Dynasty was actually some simplifications arranged by Temujin on the Song writing. These were the fastest and most convenient.
In the fifteenth year of Zhou Taizu (1220), the Great Zhou cavalry, known as the "whip of heaven" by later generations, began to plunder and conquer the Western world.
Everyone hopes that the demon Genghis Khan will grow old and plunge the terrifying Zhou Dynasty into civil strife.
In the twenty-fifth year of Zhou Taizu (1230), the sixty-eight-year-old Temujin was still strong and strong, and had already led the Mongolian cavalry to the Caspian Sea and the north of the Aral Sea.
Many elders in Western countries began to despair, and even had to arrange for their descendants to learn Song Dynasty, because if they did not know Song Dynasty, the rights of the city-state would be replaced by others.
Of course, in the past ten years, there were several uprisings in the Zhou Dynasty, but they were all suppressed quickly by the Song Empress Dowager Li Ping who sent troops, and no one could make waves.
In the thirty-fifth year of Zhou Taizu (1240), the elders of the Western countries grew old and died one by one. They left behind the most vicious curse: when Genghis Khan also died of old age, the Great Zhou Kingdom would fall apart and be completely destroyed!
In the fifty-fifth year of Zhou Taizu's reign (1260), wherever he looked, he saw the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, including the snowy land in the far north.
Temujin was ninety-eight years old and finally tired.
The Zhou Dynasty officially selected the next successor.
The next day, Guo Jing stood out. All the kings were convinced by his moral character. Some were not convinced, but Guo Jing personally went to present the facts and reason, and they were convinced.
Guo Jing became the second master of mainland China.
…
The Harem of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Guo Jing went down to court, feeling tired and hungry.
Developing science and technology and reforming people's livelihood is really too cumbersome. Especially when the monster of capital is released, the more we think about it and the more we estimate, the more frightening it becomes.
This is a demon in human skin!
"Papa~" "Wow!"
His daughter Guo Fu beat her granddaughter again. Guo Jing endured it and ignored her. Seeing a pot of ginseng soup cooked on the table, he quickly ate a bowl.
After eating, I saw that my daughter was still beating her granddaughter. I finally couldn't help but said: "You can't educate children with violence all the time. You need to be more reasonable!"
Guo Fu said angrily: I see that Leye hasn't moved much recently and has been sleeping somewhere. I just thought about making him a pot of ginseng soup to replenish it, but she actually peed in it. Do you think it's irritating or not?
!”
Guo Jing was stunned: "Daughter, take a break and let me beat you!"
"Pa bang bang~"
"Wow!" the granddaughter cried even louder.
While typing, typing, Guo Jing suddenly looked to the east of the harem, where was a palace made of gold: Tmall Palace, a trace of surprise and regret flashed in his eyes.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Guo Fu asked.
Guo Jing sighed, stopped talking, went out silently, and looked up at the sky.
The gray dog in white clothes turns into floating clouds, and the eternal fame gathers dust.
I still remember that when he was a child, he went to bed very early, hugged Brother Le, and slept until dawn.
There are no nightmares, no melancholy, no people I miss, and no lying in bed, thinking about something, and crying as I think about it.
It was so stupid when I was a child that I expected to grow up.
