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Chapter Thirty-Nine: Delay Wang Gui

At this time, Wan Yanyong was no longer the candidate for the country's leadership who had retained the legacy of his father, the Third Prince Nianliduo, and led the Jurchen tribe in the southern part of the Great Wall back north. In fact, in the eyes of everyone, he had achieved eight achievements in Tokyo. He was sentenced to life imprisonment, maybe ten to eight years, or maybe never come back for the rest of his life. It is no different from death. Even Ulin Dazammo was planning to marry his fiancée to the king of the country as a noble concubine as the patriarch, but it was a pity that he was sentenced to life imprisonment. This little girl of Wu Linda's family is quite strong-willed and would rather die than do anything. This is really true of God's will. The young man came back after two years of hard work.

But that’s just people coming back.

In the current situation, let alone the core of power in the Qing Dynasty, he does not have a place. Even within the Wanyan clan, where the power is on the sidelines, he may not be given the right to speak.

Politics has always been so cruel.

Of course Wan Yanyong knew that the current situation was different, otherwise he would not have made up his mind to be a transparent person. However, as a descendant of Taizu, he had no choice but to say, "No matter what Yue Fei does, he must listen to my so-called father. But I have witnessed his power with my own eyes, but with just one word, the husbands of the East and West mansions will fall to the ground to plead guilty and stay at home in fear for a month." After a pause, he added: "No matter how courageous Wang Gui is, he would not dare to do so. If you go against the wishes of this official, otherwise you won’t even be able to survive in the army, let alone the imperial camp and the front army.”

Liang Bi opened his mouth. He had seen that frivolous and powerful aura that could determine the king's position with his own eyes, and he probably agreed with Wan Yanyong's idea. Even the rest were very timid. After all, the battlefield was a battlefield. The psychological shadow left behind is too great.

Wulin Dazanmo, who had been promoted to the provincial prime minister and also the minister of rites, suddenly sighed: "Wulu (the real name of Wanyan Yong Jurchen), what you said may be reasonable. Wang Gui will not let us off the hook for selfish reasons, even if it is just Let it go. But if we don’t do this, is there any other way for the Jurchens?"

Everyone's expression darkened, knowing that this was a huge truth. What could they do without some conspiracy? Fight with the Song Dynasty again? Even though Wang Guicai led a thousand people, who didn't know that there was a garrison of 15,000 in Liaoyang? Thousands of people will be led by Commander Tang Huai. They are all tiger and wolf warriors after the Daimyo War. You dare not say whether they can all be killed by then, but the number of heads left behind will definitely be more than five thousand!

Seeing that everyone was extremely depressed, Wanyan Tarlan gave a forced laugh and said: "Don't be too discouraged, everyone. Even if you don't succeed in the end, at least delay it for a while. The Yue Family Army has always attached great importance to military discipline. There is a saying among the Han people that a gentleman can be bullied." Is it a good idea?"

After saying this, before others could say anything, I felt uncomfortable all the time. I heard my son say this often when he was studying. I used to find him annoying, but now he is working as a book boy for others thousands of miles away!

No matter what, we finally came up with a solution that was not a solution. Just as everyone dispersed, snow finally began to fall in the gloomy sky. The weather seemed to be getting colder. Everyone had no choice but to take the carriage back. At home, those who don’t have a car are tightly wrapped in a large animal skin cloak, to be careful not to fall into the ice and snow.

Fortunately, God is fair. The Jurchens born here are okay, and they may still have some cold-resistance genes. Wang Gui and other Hebei people are obviously more uncomfortable. Fortunately, the people in the military are not suffering. It was not edible. At noon the next day, he and his bodyguards stepped on ice particles to the Huining Palace to ask Liangbi about his choice.

Liang Bi was not in a hurry. He first expressed condolences to General Wang for his suffering, and then thanked him for sending back his sworn brother Zhao Yong (the three of them recognized Zhao Guan's family as their father). Anyway, it was already noon. Let's have a light meal first, here's the braised mutton.

The soup is a must-have. We can talk about the population issue while eating.

He stretched out his hand to avoid hitting the smiling man. Wang Gui was indeed hungry, so he sat down and his guests were naturally high-ranking officials from the Kingdom of Jin. During the dinner, the Qing Dynasty's current civil and military affairs were like a good match. You looked at me and talked about today's poverty.

I heard that the Koreans on the other side of the Yalu River were all sent as political prisoners and untouchables, so General Zhang Xian acted faster, and General Wang also had to be considerate of our ethnic diversity.

Of course Wang Gui knew that these people had bad intentions, but he didn't fall out because he had the chance to win, or he didn't say anything more about what was in his mind. Anyway, the Jurchen nobles finally united.

None of them cared about the cold weather. On the first night, the Prime Minister He Shilietaiyu came to see him in person. He apologized and said that he could not speak, and cried about the hardships of the Qing Dynasty and the treatment of his son by others.

He was dissatisfied and hinted that if he handed over the population, he hoped to get the support of the Song Dynasty. It would be better if General Zhang Xian stationed troops nearby.

In this regard, Wang Gui said that handing over 5,000 people was an imperial decree and there should be no additional conditions.

The next morning, Wanyan Mouyan and Wanyan Yong went to the door early to express their gratitude, not only for the kindness of escorting Wanyan Yong back, but also for the kindness of the Song Dynasty in repaying grievances with Marshal Yue Fei for not whipping the corpse of Jin Taizu Jin Taizong. In this regard, Wang

You said that we are a country of etiquette and would not do such a derogatory thing. If you hand over the people as soon as possible, I can ask the officials to move them back to Huining Mansion for burial as a courtesy.

On the third day before dawn, Wulin Dazanmo stood in front of the king's gate, his lips turning white from the cold. He repeatedly begged for less population transfer, and even took out the household registration list and said that there were five thousand people.

It's not much to say, but if hundreds of tribes are involved, I don't know how many families will be separated.

Wang Gui finally couldn't help it and replied, "Then do you dare to ask Nianhan and your second prince when they rushed south, how many people in Hebei and Henan in the Song Dynasty were separated from their wives?" Then he continued.

Just say that there is no need to say more. The population of 5,000 must not be less. If I don’t give an answer today, Wang is helpless and has to say goodbye. I heard that King Han Qin is in Yanjing. Please wait for his arrival.

A poem from the Tang Dynasty says: Hu Tian has been snowing in August, and now in the far north, it is November again. Not only is it cold, but it also gets dark early. Wang Gui, as usual, has just joined the imperial army and has extremely high martial arts talent.

Ma Yu, a man from Jeju, broke out in a sweat while practicing martial arts. When he hurried back to his tent to change clothes, the sky slowly became gloomy. At this time, a scream suddenly came, followed by "Vice-President Wang, save me."

When Wang Gui heard this, he quickly came out and scolded him, "Ma Yu, what are you doing, you idiot? Why don't you let go of Mr. Zhang..."

Wang Gui was always majestic, so Ma Yu didn't dare not listen, but after all the young man's character, he mumbled in dissatisfaction, "Isn't he just a lackey of the Jurchens? He just forgets his ancestors. Why are you so polite?"

The man was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a handsome beard and a handsome face. He wore a Confucian scholar's uniform under a fox fur cloak. Hearing this, his complexion became darker than before. Wang Gui saw that the situation was not good and stepped forward.

He kicked Ma Yu and said with a cold face: "If you weren't outside, I would kill you immediately. We in the front army don't want anyone who disobeys military discipline. After you return to Yanjing, you can report to the martial arts school."

Ma Yu was shocked and regretful. He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy regardless of the cold weather. Wang Gui ignored him and motioned to the middle-aged man to take in the money. This was a renovated residential building. It was not until he entered the inner room that Wang Gui handed over his hands and said, "Brother Xuan Su, just now

I'm really sorry, please forgive me. If I weren't afraid of losing your identity, I wouldn't be able to get around that little brat so easily."

The man smiled bitterly and said: "Vice-General Wang's words are too serious. With my current status, it is normal for that little brother to be angry. Compared to Senior Hong Ya, I, Zhang Xuansu, am already much luckier."

Yes, this is another Yanyun Haner, named Zhang Xuansu, who is now an official in the Qing Dynasty, but his real identity is a Song spy.

So why could the Song Dynasty still cultivate such a loyal minister after a hundred years of separation and the massacre by Han Shizhong?

Because no matter how many people have forgotten, there are still some people who remember that they were once the people of the Tang Dynasty who came to court from all nations. They were Chinese people and never slaves of foreign races.

What's more, there are role models ahead.

-----Small theater dividing line------

Zhihu Q&A: Who should be the first spy in history?

I've been watching "The Conspiracy" like crazy recently, and I'm fascinated by those spy-impossible ones. But a best friend told me that there have been spies for a long time in history, such as Hongya during the Jianyan period, but he is clearly mentioned in "Jianyanhui Alliance Record"

He is a villain, but before he died, he saw clearly that he was a Han and did not want to bear the infamy. He was just a good person when he was about to die. What do the big Vs think?

Descendants of the Han family: "Jianyanhui Alliance Record" is a literary and historical note written by Zhu Wei, a member of the Jiangnan Gongge. It is recognized that the historical value is not high, that is, it was a talented daughter Zhu Shuzhen who wrote a preface for him. He became famous.

As a reference, you might as well read "Speaking of Han". At least the author was the grandson of King Qin of Han, who was subordinate to the king. They were only a hundred years apart, so it is true.

ZTE Duck: The author of "Shuo Han" said that it was an interpretation. Besides, Hong Ya did not appear in it. Besides, aren't "Records of Song Shizu", "Book of the Northern Song Dynasty" and "Xu Zi Zhi Tong Jian Chang Bian" all official history?

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Changgexing: Not all history books are written by the victors. Besides, "The Continuation of Zi Zhi Tong Jian Chang Bian" was written by a private person. Moreover, Hong Ya's identity is easy to be unclear. If he is really the Song Dynasty version of the underground party, why did the Song Dynasty

It was not until the twelfth year of Jianyan that Shizu summoned his soul and buried him. Why should he erect a monument in his hometown to commemorate his death? This is inconsistent with his always preferential treatment of martyrs.

Liangjian Pioneer: That's enough. Private history books cannot be trusted, but conspiracy theories can be trusted. Li Tao wrote "Xu Zi Zhi Tong Jian Chang Bian" clearly stated, "In March of the 10th year (Jianyan), Hong Ya died in Yanjing and died.

Shi shouted, "I am not a traitor of the Song Dynasty, but a spy. You (Jin Wushu) kill me now and give me a great reputation for eternity." At the same time, he added, "Hong Ya, a native of Xuzhou, was fortunate enough to be born in Nanyang, and selected officials for the New Deal.

Magistrate of the county. At the end of the second year, the Jin people became powerful and joined the thieves. Later, he became the puppet prime minister of Qi, and the Jin Privy Council accepted the decree. The king of Jingsai County (Yang Yizhong) was cited as an internal response. In the ninth year of the battle of Wulu, Yu was released privately.

, informed the king of Wei that the army had intercepted the captives' return. He was executed for this, in the fifty-first year. In the twelfth year, he was given a posthumous gift to Marquis Kerie, a great official in Dazhong, and his soul was buried in his hometown.

Feeling this, I abandoned the darkness and turned to the light.”

This shows that no matter how much Hongya wavered, he finally fought for the victory of the Northern Expedition with his life. He is a hero, not a traitor.

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