In March, the capital of the Kingdom of Jin, Tianhui, and the warm breath have arrived as expected.
That was an ordinary day.
As the motorcade passed through the fields on the roadside, it paused for a moment. The people in the big car in the center opened the curtain and looked out into the green fields. There were kneeling farmers beside the road and everywhere in the world.
So the person in the car lowered the curtain again: "Let's go."
The convoy and the escorting army continued to move forward.
The queue spread, dragon flags fluttered, and the person sitting in the carriage was none other than the Jin Kingdom Emperor Wanyan Wu who was returning to the palace to beg for food. He was fifty-nine years old, dressed in mink velvet, and was as big as an old bear.
, and slightly drowsy. He was originally good at charging into battle, and his arms could control the wind and thunder. Now he is old. The pain left on the battlefield in his early years has been haunting him for the past two years, making this man stable and kind in internal governance after he ascended the throne.
The Jurchen Emperor occasionally became a little irritable, and occasionally began to remember the past.
"I remember that when Fang lived in Tianhui, there were not so many fields here, and the palace was not big. I saw you in the front and people living in the back, and they also raised some pigs, horses, chickens and ducks. I often come out to see and there are not so many
When it comes to chariots and horses, I don’t always ask people to kneel down and say to guard against assassins. I have killed countless people, so I am afraid of assassins.”
As the old man spoke, Wanyan Zongfu in the carriage nodded in agreement: "However, as the country grows, it must gradually become more dignified and dignified. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to manage."
"Look at the emperor of the Wu Dynasty, he is also very particular, and he cannot be a living person." Wu Qimai said, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, I am too idle, I wish an assassin would come, and I would do anything.
Hands and feet.”
"Uncle has never put down his martial arts skills. My nephew also saw it yesterday at the school grounds." Zong Fu said.
"When the bow is fired in the school field, the target will not fight back. My skills are finally wasted. I have been suffering from aches and pains all over my body recently. I am getting old."
Among Aguda's sons, the eldest son died first. The second son, Zongwang, was originally a stunning figure. During the southern and northern wars, he also died of an old injury a few years ago. Now the third son, Zongfu, and the fourth son, Zongbi, take the lead.
Zongfu had a kind and tolerant temperament, and Wu Qimai liked him relatively. During the chat, the carriage and horses entered the city, and Wu Qimai opened the curtain and looked outside for a while. The bustling city outside included the entire city.
It took him twelve years of hard work to prop up the earth. If he had not become emperor, he would have been charging into battles and conquering cities and territories with great vigor during these twelve years.
"Nianhan is getting old too." After looking for a moment, Wu Qimai said.
Zong Fu lowered his head and said: "The two uncles are in good health and will have at least another twenty years of high spirits. By then, our Jin Kingdom will have unified the world, and the two uncles will be able to settle down and enjoy their blessings."
"This is what you said... you have to obey your old age." Wu Qimai waved his hand, "The Han people have a saying, if the earthen jar is not broken away from the well, the general will inevitably die in the battle. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, half of his life will be spent on it.
On the battlefield. I have no regrets in my life as a soldier, but now that I am sixty, Nianhan is five years younger than me. It is not surprising that he died suddenly that day. My nephew, there are only a few hills in the world."
Zongfu listened respectfully, and Wu Qimai leaned his back on the chair and recalled the past: "When he followed his brother in the uprising, it was just on those few hills, where chickens and dogs chatted, felling trees, hauling water, fishing and hunting.
They are just these people. This world... has been conquered, and there are not many people left. I see the slave of the Bird family (Nianhan's nickname) once a year, and he still has the same bad temper... He has a bad temper, but ah, no
It will block the way of juniors like you. Don’t worry, tell Ah Si and he will be relieved too.”
"Yes." Zong Fu said.
"It makes sense to let Nianhan be there in the first place. We don't have many people...and Wu Shi (Wanyan Xiyin). I know Ah Si is afraid of him. Alas, after all, he is your uncle.
, What are you afraid of? Wu Shi is a person who came from heaven. His intelligence must be imitated. If he beats Ah Si, it means Ah Si is wrong. You think he can beat everyone, but if he can learn a little bit, it will be enough to keep it...
These young people have learned a lot of bad things over the years..."
Wu Qimai rambled on, shaking his head and sighing, just like every old person's hatred for the degeneration of young people. Zongfu listened, nodding from time to time to learn. After returning to the palace, Wu Qimai was about to start reviewing the memorial.
, sent Zongfu out, and after Zongfu returned to the palace, Zongbi came. This year Zongbi was thirty-seven years old, and he was the most high-spirited radical among the younger generation of Jurchens. A few years ago, "Soushan"
"Jianhai", Zongfu was in charge of the East Route Army, Zongbi was the vanguard, and the mass killings, raids, and massacres in the south of the Yangtze River were mostly done by him. Nowadays, the notoriety of "Fourth Prince Jin Wushu" has gained some momentum in the south.
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Zongfu then relayed Wu Qimai's words to him.
Wu Shu has always been a headstrong person since he was a child. After hearing this, he became hesitant: "Uncle, he is old. He has been recuperating for twelve years. Where did he receive the murderous aura in the battle formation? His mind is also confused. Now this great situation
Can a country be the same as it was in that mountain village? Even if it thinks the same, can the people behind it be the same? He misses the good old days so much, Nianhan has changed a long time ago!"
"Fourth brother, please don't talk nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense, third brother. Don't think that I want to be the emperor and that's why I'm stirring up trouble. There must be a big war between the Eastern and Western courts!" After saying this, he felt that he was a little too much and bowed his hand, "Of course.
, with His Majesty here, it is still early for this matter. However, we must prepare for a rainy day."
Zongfu said: "My fourth uncle was still able to shoot a strong bow and wield a sword and spear in the hunting ground this time. Although he has been suffering from some illness recently, it should be no serious problem."
The two brothers chatted for a while, and then talked about the strategy of conquering the Central Plains. In the afternoon, the palace restrictions at the other end of the palace suddenly became stricter, and a shocking news came out.
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A few days later, in the bustling streets of Datong, Xijing, at the "Little Jiangnan" restaurant, Tang Minjie was dressed in a blue uniform, wearing a headscarf, carrying a teapot, running in the lively lobby on the second floor.
"Little Jiangnan" is both a restaurant and a tea house. It is a quite famous place in Datong City. This shop is gorgeously decorated. It is said that the owner has an upper-class Jurchen background. Its first floor is affordable for the public, while the second floor is relatively expensive.
There were many women behind, and it was a place where the Jurchen nobles spent a lot of money. At this time, there was a constant sound of storytelling and singing on the second floor - martial arts stories from the Central Plains, and legendary stories were very popular even in the north. Tang Minjie was waiting for him
Nearby guests saw two noble merchants approaching and hurried over to entertain them.
The two opened a private room facing the street. Tang Minjie followed them in, introduced various dishes, and then closed the door.
"Why did you come back so quickly..."
Tang Minjie was standing at the table, wiping the table enthusiastically with a towel and talking in a low voice. The person at the table was Lu Mingfang, who is now in charge of Northland affairs.
"Something will happen." Lu Mingfang smiled.
"What's wrong?"
"Wu Qiu bought a stroke."
"died?"
"I'm paralyzed."
"Okay, sir, please wait..."
Tang Minjie shouted loudly, turned around and went out. After a while, he came over with hot tea and appetizers and pastries: "How serious is it?"
"You can't die for the time being, but it's enough to make the Jurchens crazy." Tang Minjie poured the tea, and Lu Mingfang picked up the teacup and put it to his mouth, "How are you doing here?"
"There are some clues, but they are not clear yet. But if something like this happens, it seems that we have to bite the bullet."
"Why do you think so?"
"Zong Han and A Guda's younger generation want to seize power."
"Infighting sounds like a good thing."
"Internal strife can be compared with military strength or merit."
After speaking in a low voice, the three of them were silent for a moment. Then, Lu Mingfang nodded: "After Tian Hu's incident, the teacher no longer lives in seclusion. Zong Han has almost made preparations for the invasion of the Central Plains. Zong Fu and the others are ready."
I was following, now it seems..."
"The Mongols that the teacher mentioned will probably make Zong Han throw a rat into a trap." The man across the table said.
"Even if they are concerned about our Chinese army, how much can they be concerned about?"
"I will speed up the construction of the courtyard." Tang Minjie whispered.
"Do not force."
"Okay!"
As the three of them were talking, a motorcade passed by on the street outside. Loud shouts were heard in front of them, and pedestrians on the road retreated to both sides. At this time, if in the Central Plains, and the Jin Kingdom officials were on patrol, pedestrians on the road would have to kneel down and worship, but in Jin
There are no such rules in the country - this is Zong Han's motorcade passing by. Seeing the soldiers gathering, the three of them said nothing. Tang Minjie put the towel on his shoulders, turned around and left with an attentive smile, and turned halfway.
, on the house diagonally opposite, someone took a few steps and jumped out.
The spring sunshine slanted down, still looking dazzling. The figure just passed by the corner of the eye, abrupt but determined, rising up in the sunshine.
Then he fell down——
There was a bang, followed by screams, neighing, and chaos. Tang Minjie, Lu Mingfang and the other three were stunned for a moment.
The pedestrians on the street reacted, and the voices below also started to boil...
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When the spring came in the ninth year of Wu Jianshuo and the twelfth year of Tianhui, the Central Plains was struggling in an awkward mud.
The Daqi regime, which was supported by the Jurchens, is now in a state of mountains and warlords. All the forces are living a difficult and uneasy life.
To be fair, the Daqi court, as the nominal ruler of the Central Plains, probably had the best time in the years after it first surrendered to the Jurchens. At that time, Liu Yu and others played pure villain roles, plundering, plundering, recruiting troops, and poaching people.
Even if the three-year defeat of Xiaocanghe was to follow, at least the top of the tomb was covered by golden men, and those in power could still live happily.
If in the history of the Song Dynasty, Liu Yu and others lived like this. They attached themselves to the Jin Kingdom, wholeheartedly suppressed the rebellion, hunted down loyal people, sent troops to attack the south, and then cried to the north to request troops... However,
, after the battle in Xiaocanghe ended, everything became complicated.
The problem of spies left behind by the fierce struggle of the Chinese Army has caused headaches for countless people. Although on the surface they have been vigorously hunting down and cleaning up the remnants of the Chinese Army, in private, everyone is as cautious as a person drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold.
, Especially for Liu Yu, one night after Black Flag left, the remnants of the Chinese army came to the palace and beat him up. From then on, he suffered from neurasthenia, and he often woke up from his sleep every night, and
During the day, he would occasionally go crazy with his courtiers.
Regarding these Chinese military spies, all parties reacted fiercely at first, and they all purged them from top to bottom. Later, everyone turned to silence and cover-up, thinking that the world would be peaceful as soon as they closed their eyes. After two years, the most important thing was
The powerful Tian Hu set out to pull out this evil thorn in his heart, and the counterattack that followed made everyone tremble in their hearts.
Tian Hu's power changed its banner overnight.
The big owl who had been entrenched north of the Yellow River for more than ten years was executed silently.
Liu Yu went crazy at that time. It is said that he took a sword and screamed in the palace at night, slashing and running away. Of course, not many people can confirm that such rumors are true.
In the more than ten years of war, even if the world is overturned, life can still be passed. People in ragged clothes will gradually adapt to the miserable years. Without cattle, people have to carry plows and continue to plow the fields. But this year
In the Central Plains of China, many forces find themselves caught in an uneasy trap.
In this world, in terms of strength, the ones who dominate the world are naturally the Jurchens today. The emerging Jin Dynasty is victorious in every battle and looks down on everything. On the other side of the Jurchens, it seems that the Wu Dynasty is struggling to survive and return to glory. However,
Since the collapse of Tian Hu's court last year, more and more news has come out from the rugged mountains in the southwest. The most shocking thing is that Mr. Ning is still alive.
No one has confirmed all this directly, but the news behind the scenes has become more and more obvious. The Chinese military has been pretending to be dead for two years, and looking back in the spring of the ninth year of Jianshuo, it seems that it has also been stained with a heavy, deep black.
Malice. In February, at the Daqi court meeting in Bianliang, a minister laughed and said, "I knew this person was pretending to be dead." He wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but what he got was an embarrassing silence. It seemed to show that this
The weight of the news and how people feel.
Ten years ago, when this man committed regicide in a fit of rage, everyone could still think of him as reckless and reckless. When he went to hide in the mountains of Xiaocang River, they could also think of him as a lost dog. When he defeated Xixia, they could think of him as a brave man who took a deviant edge.
In the three years of Canghe, the wailing of millions of troops, and the deaths of two Jurchen generals, people were heartbroken and thought that at least they were disabled... at least Ning Yi was dead.
Since then, it has been struggling to survive in the mountains of southwest China, relying on the sale of core commodities such as iron cannons to survive. It also makes people feel sad. In the end, the hero met his end and was born at the wrong time.
To this day, Ning Yi is not dead. In the ignorant mountains of the southwest, every message that passes at this time seems like the conspiracy tentacles of a terrifying evil beast. Wherever it passes, there is mud. Every time it passes,
Every time it shakes, black sludge full of evil will fall down.
At least in the Central Plains, no one can despise this force anymore. Even though there are only a few hundred thousand people, the long-term slant of the sword, the ferocity, absoluteness and violence, and the numerous results have proved that this is an army that can face the enemy head-on.
Fight against the power of the Jurchens.
No one knows the bigger move yet, but now, Ning Yi sits down quietly, facing the trend of the Jin Kingdom dominating the world. Once the Jin Kingdom goes south - the Jin Kingdom will inevitably go south - this crazy army
The army will most likely move towards the opponent, and when the time comes, how will the Central Plains forces in the cracks be beaten...