(Forty-two)
Zhao Min was keenly and clearly aware of the mental turmoil of the elderly emperor of the new dynasty in front of him.
I just don't know if this mental turmoil is due to the absurdity of the Zhao and Song royal families in Lin'an or Qin Hui's death.
Zhao Min lowered his head and did not dare to think deeply.
There is a black seed in the Sun singer, pure and flawless black.
As far as the eye can see, there is not a trace of whiteness.
After a while, Heizi turned into a puddle of powder in Sunge's palm.
The powder fell from between the fingers.
Zhao Xing:? ? ?
What did he see?
He knew that the emperor of the new dynasty was both civil and military and had excellent swordsmanship, but no one told him that he was so strong.
Zhao Min was even more awe-struck.
He doesn't think his life can be tougher than jade.
Sun Ge brushed away the remaining powder on his palms, and all the emotions that had been leaked had been restrained.
"I'd like to ask King Lin'an to help me clear up my doubts."
Zhao Chun hurriedly said, "It is my honor to serve your Majesty."
Well, he is not afraid of death, he is just Mu Qiang.
Zhao Min comforted himself.
Sunge chuckled lightly, and the wrinkles on his face deepened.
Zhao Yu, who was able to create the Qian-Chun rule in history, is truly worthy of the evaluation in history books.
Sun Ge seemed to have said unintentionally, "In the opinion of King Lin'an, my troops should be directed at the sixteen states of Yanyun that have been occupied by the Liao and Jin Dynasties for more than a hundred years, or we should first eliminate the trouble and point at Lin'an in the Southern Song Dynasty to prevent the rear from catching fire."
She was indeed thinking about it.
To the Jin Ting and to the Southern Song Dynasty.
There should only be one Song Dynasty on this territory.
North and South cannot be divided.
The sixteen states of Yanyun, which have important strategic significance, should also be returned to their original owners.
Zhao Min's heart beat fiercely. His identity was sensitive. Can this be said?
Just like a reformed person who once traveled south and returned to the Song Dynasty, no matter how talented he is, his adoptive father will be afraid of him and the courtiers will exclude him.
Upon closer inspection, he is now in the same awkward position as the reformed people.
However, he is the seventh generation grandson of Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, and has an identity that ordinary people cannot reach.
"King Lin'an can speak freely."
There was still a gentle smile in Sunge's voice.
Zhao Min frowned, folded his hands on his waist, his nerves were tense, and he kept biting his lip and thinking.
He raised his head slightly, thoughtfully.
Gradually, his eyes turned firm, as if he had decided something.
"Your Majesty, it is my humble opinion that the north and the south are originally one body, and it is the best policy to meet each other in war."
"In the art of military use, the whole country is the best, and the destruction of the country is second. The whole army is the best, and the destruction of the army is the second. To win a hundred battles is not a good thing. To subjugate the enemy's soldiers without fighting is a good thing."
"The first is to attack the enemy, then the second is to attack the enemy, the second is to attack the army, and the third is to attack the city."
"South of the Huaihe River, there are countless people with lofty ideals who still look northward, and their fire of hatred for the Jin people has not been extinguished."
"They will also be angry at the imperial court for not fighting, and lament the misfortune of their family and country."
"This force is like weeds, growing and growing at the same time."
"They all have the heart to unify their country and the country."
"Your Majesty clearly knows that I am definitely not seeking selfishness for my old family and country, but I am just showing pity and compassion for the hardships faced by the people."
"If it is a civil war, the war should be avoided if necessary."
"But if it is a foreign enemy, we must not give in an inch."
"I once thought about one day inheriting the throne of my adoptive father and organizing the Northern Expedition."
Sunge frowned.
Historically, we have not only thought about it, but also done it.
Longxing Northern Expedition.
It just ended in failure.
"Go on."
Sun Ge raised his hand slightly.
Zhao Hao nodded, "If Your Majesty can command his army to re-incorporate the Yanyun Sixteenth Prefecture into the territory, people south of the Huaihe River will surely be excited and proud, and once again shake the foundation of the rule of the Zhao and Song Dynasties."
"This is the Central Plains Dynasty's wish for more than a hundred years."
"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry about Lin'an taking advantage of the situation and catching fire in the rear."
"Today's Lin'an is in disarray. The fighting strength is not as good as when my adoptive father was alive, and there is no strength to cross the river."
"In addition, there will be no generals available if we don't pick up the slack."
"Previously, in order to deal with Wan Yanliang's southern invasion, Yu Yunwen, a civil servant, was ordered to do so in the face of danger."
"Not to mention, the recovery of Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures is expected by everyone from the north to the south."
"Even if there is a desire to cause chaos, people with lofty ideals will not let it go."
"Looking at Jinting again, the chaos will stop, and the vitality will be severely damaged."
"At this time, it is a God-given opportunity to capture the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun."
"If your guess is correct, Your Majesty will have already made up his mind."
The smile on Sunge's face deepened.
"I don't want to test you."
Sunge said frankly.
This is just her bad taste, she just simply hopes to see these people who have left their mark on the history books still able to shine.
Rather than becoming unknown and eclipsed because of her arrival.
Perhaps, it can be even more dazzling than in the history books.
She is never there to cover up the sky and the sun.
…
Recovering the sixteen states of Yanyun was put on the agenda.
Before the army set out, Sunge spared no effort to arrange people to promote the justice of the army within the jurisdiction of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Zhao Song is a softie, but our Xin Song is not soft!
Zhao Song is a shame, we Xin Song are a bloody shame!
We Xin and Song Dynasty are here to make up for the regrets of the Han family for more than a hundred years.
People's hearts are always a sharp weapon.
When you use Sunge, you will feel at ease.
It's better than being incited by others and stabbing her in the back.
Specializing in the art, Sunge left the task of recovering the sixteen states of Yanyun to his officers and soldiers.
The light on her body is already dazzling enough.
There is no doubt that Xin Qiji is once again wearing armor and going into battle.
The unstoppable young general has established his own prestige in battle after battle and has soldiers loyal to him.
A young general drinks wine, writes lyrics, and kills enemies with swords.
The Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun is a fortress, and it is also the passage for Jin Ting to send his troops southward without any scruples. It will not be possible to regain it overnight.
Hundreds of thousands of troops fought bloody battles.
Countless young and passionate lives were lost on this battlefield.
Sacrifice is meaningful.
One year.
All the forces belonging to Jin Ting in the Sixteenth State of Yanyun were wiped out and completely recovered.
Everyone celebrates.
Including the Southern Song Dynasty area south of the Huaihe River.
The recovery of Yanyun's Sixteen Prefectures gave the people great courage and sense of security.
By rebuilding the border defenses of Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, the nomads in the north will no longer be able to march southward as they did in the past hundred years or so.
This sense of security is real.
Scholars all over the world spontaneously wrote poems and eulogies for the monarchs, ministers and soldiers of the Xin and Song dynasties.
There are even more and more people dragging their families with them to cross the river and return north.
During this period, population was as important as land.
Lin'an's rule became increasingly unstable.
The eighty-year-old Queen Mother Wei...
No, she should be called the Empress Dowager now.
died.
There is no conspiracy and calculation, it is a true death.
In the court, the forces from all sides became more and more turbulent, like dogs biting dogs, refusing to give in to each other.
Officials with ideals, ambitions and abilities were gradually disappointed and even despaired.
They were unable to turn the tide and bring a new look to the Lin'an court.
Then there are only two options.
Or perish with it.
Either abandon darkness and embrace light.
(End of chapter)
