Chapter 788: Invite the Supreme Emperor to make peace
Xu Zizhen disappeared, just a few days before the Chinese New Year. No one in the Xu family knew where he had gone, not even Hu Sanniang, the mother.
Gao Pujun is going crazy, Bian Jing doesn't know what's going on, and his father doesn't know if he's safe. The two younger brothers are making a fuss and want to go. Xu Zizhen, a dead man who pretends to be a ghost, can't figure out whether he has a clever plan to save Bian Jing.
In the past few days, Zhao Gou came to look for Xu Zizhen several times, but he failed every time. Zhao Gou was about to go crazy. His news was naturally faster and more detailed than that of Gao Pujun, so he knew what was going on in Bianjing today.
, but Xu Zizhen, his biggest supporter, disappeared unexpectedly.
Sun Tie said goodbye and left the next day, and after he left, everyone was surprised to find that Li Meng and Bao'er had also disappeared, and no one knew where they had gone.
Bianjing was defeated, and the Jin soldiers completely surrounded the palace. The coach, Wanyan Zongwang, was suddenly seriously ill, but the information was tightly sealed, and no one could find out the truth.
It was good news when the troops were approaching the city, but Zhao Huan in the palace was not happy at all, because now the military power of the entire right army was in the hands of Wu Shu, and Zhao Huan knew better than anyone how difficult Wu Shu was.
Mao, because Wu Shu was his companion when he first came to Bianjing. On the surface, this fourth prince of the Kingdom of Jin looked gentle, humble, and gentle, but in fact he was more scheming than anyone else. In time, he would definitely achieve great things.
Sure enough, on the second day after the Jin soldiers besieged the city, Wu Shu sent someone to deliver a letter. The letter did not say much, only a few sentences.
"The heaven and the earth have been divided into north and south since ancient times. I am a son of the northern country, and Bianjing is not a place I want to be. What we are discussing now is just to cede the land."
Zhao Huan stared blankly at the letter in his study. A group of close friends and important ministers bowed their heads. He read it for a long time, then raised his head and asked everyone: "Is it true that the Jin man's intention is to ask for peace?"
"I am reporting to the officials. I believe that the Jin people are coming from far away on fast horses, and the food and grass will not last long. The peace talks must be true."
The man who spoke had fine eyes and a long beard and an extraordinary demeanor. He was a close associate of Zhao Huan who was promoted after the "shuffle" of officials in the court. His right servant shot Tang Ke, and he was a standard official of the peace faction.
This is what Zhao Huan thought in his heart. Peace negotiation is what he hopes to see most. Even if he pays some gold and silver and cedes some cities, it doesn't matter. He nodded and was about to signal Tang Ke to continue, when suddenly a voice suddenly burst out.
"Wu Shu's son is capricious. How can we trust his words? I think he wants to coax the officials to leave the palace and take him lightly. By then our Song Dynasty will collapse!"
Zhao Huan was immediately unhappy. What he said was too straightforward. Although he himself knew that Wu Shu might have this intention, he was absolutely unwilling to admit it. How could he take it lightly? I am the son of destiny. Who can take it lightly?
?Who dares to take it?
He turned around suddenly. The man in front of him was wearing heavy armor and holding a helmet in his hands. Both rows in the study room were filled with civil servants. He looked very different among them.
Zhao Huan's unhappiness disappeared instantly because he couldn't bear any anger towards this man.
The person who spoke was the governor of Dengzhou and the general manager of the southern capital. This time Bianjing was besieged, not a single garrison from various places came to the rescue of King Qin. Not even the "good brother" Xu Zizhen he had always talked about did not show up.
But only Zhang Shuye, after learning that Bianjing was besieged, led his two sons and 30,000 men to rush from his base in Dengzhou to Bianjing overnight. On the way, he also encountered Jin soldiers. They fought and clashed to break the siege and broke into the capital.
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Ordinary people only know that he met the Jin soldiers on the road, but they don't know that what he encountered was the main force of the Jin soldiers. Zhang Shuye actually fought with 30,000 exhausted troops against 70,000 Jin soldiers, fought and fled, and finally rushed into Bianjing safely.
, by the time Wu Shu learned the news, Zhang Shuye was already meeting Zhao Huan.
Zhao Huan calmed down and asked pleasantly: "Then how should I deal with Zhang Qing's wishes?"
Zhang Shuye looked a little sad, shook his head and said: "I don't know, if all the defenders of the capital were there in the past, how could Wu Shu'er dare to say such nonsense?"
Zhao Huan also fell silent. At this time last year, there were still more than 200,000 defenders in Bianjing. Unfortunately, most of them were dispersed by the court's sycophants. Some were released to the northwest, some were sent back to their hometowns, and some were sent back to their hometowns.
Some died on the battlefield while rushing to the aid of Datong in Taiyuan. Now there are only more than 60,000 people left in Bianjing. The hundreds of thousands that Xu Zizhen knew was only a few months ago. During this period, things had already happened.
Huge changes.
At this time, a eunuch outside the door whispered: "Guan family, the Jin people have come again."
Zhao Huan shivered all over, fell down on the chair involuntarily, and said with a trembling voice: "Please...invite him in."
When all the ministers saw this, they all secretly sighed. It was so shameless for a monarch to use the word "please" to his enemy.
Not long after, a Jin general came with the eunuch, his expression was arrogant and his nostrils were pointing to the sky. After entering the door, he said to Zhao Huan: "Emperor of the Song Dynasty, my fourth prince invites you, the old emperor, to come and have a talk." He took it out of his arms.
Ask the eunuch to hand a letter to Zhao Huan, then sneer twice and leave without saying another word.
Zhang Shuye was furious. This golden general dared to wear armor and bear a sword, and was so rude. But just as he was about to curse, Zhao Huan sighed: "That's all, I'll go discuss it with my father.
You... please step back."
All the officials looked at each other. After hearing what Zhao Huan meant, did he really plan to ask the Supreme Emperor Zhao Ji to go to Jinying in person?
As expected, Zhao Huan left in a hurry. Zhang Shuye plopped down on the chair, his face was pale and his eyes were dull. Others were already riding on him. His own emperor actually only thought about how to negotiate peace with the other party. He really didn't even think about it.
Is there any trace of blood left? The Song Dynasty is about to perish, it is about to perish!
Soon after, Zhao Huan came to Longde Palace, which was the residence of the Supreme Emperor Zhao Ji after his abdication. When Zhao Huan entered, he saw Zhao Ji sitting behind his desk, his eyes dull and he didn't know what he was thinking. Even the calligraphy and paintings he loved so much were left behind.
Zhao Huan stood aside and sighed secretly. The Jin people laid siege to the city. His father was obviously frightened. In fact, he was not much better. He was just holding on like this. But you could tell by looking at his father's appearance.
, I'm afraid he can't be relied upon to go to Jinying for peace talks.
Sure enough, Zhao Ji shook his head like a rattle after hearing Zhao Huan explain the Jin people's intentions, and refused to go. Zhao Huan was helpless. He knew that his father was timid, but since his father was unwilling to go, the "heavy burden" of the peace talks was still only for him after all.
You can choose it yourself.
Two days later, Zhao Huan led many ministers to Jinying. On that day, the north wind was strong and the wind and snow were blowing. After walking for several hours, they finally arrived at Jinying. Zhao Huan had no intention of Wu Shuhui being so kind as to come to the camp gate to greet him personally.
He, but he didn't expect that not only did he not come to greet him, but he was "invited" into a dilapidated house with drafty walls after entering the camp.
A golden man dressed casually walked in again, holding a tray with the Four Treasures of the Study on it. After entering, he threw it on the table and said in half-baked Chinese: "Emperor of the Song Dynasty, write it."
Zhao Huan didn't understand for a moment and asked in shock: "What to write?"
The golden man grinned: "Of course I will write a surrender form."