"It's for your own good to mock you a few times. Don't be ignorant of good and evil!"
Yan Chun rolled his eyes at Zhao Hong angrily and continued to ask:
"You haven't said yet, can the horse, wood, donkey, and guest cavalry you mentioned really defeat the Mongolian cavalry?"
"Ms. Yan, do you think I have the leisure to deceive you? As long as they work hard, the Mongolian cavalry is not invincible."
Zhao Hong smiled slightly. As long as there are sharp weapons that are beyond the times, he will not believe them. They cannot deal with the northern nomads who are cold weapons.
"Zhao Hong, from what you have seen, can the Jin Kingdom in the north defeat the Mongolian army?"
Yan Chun changed the topic and suddenly asked.
"Great Jin Kingdom?"
Zhao Hong was startled, then smiled, shook his head, and nodded again.
"What do you mean by nodding and shaking your head? If the Jin Kingdom is destroyed, the Song Dynasty will soon be destroyed. Do you think you can still laugh then?"
Yan Chun glared angrily.
"Because of the Song Dynasty, the Kingdom of Jin may survive for a few more years. There is a feud between Meng and Jin. If Mongolia wants to destroy the Jin, it will definitely use the Song Dynasty. As long as the Song Dynasty refuses, Mongolia will have nothing to do."
Zhao Hong looked at Yan Chun and smiled slightly.
"However, there must be a prerequisite for this."
"What premise?"
Yan Chun asked curiously.
"The Mongolian army wants to use the pass, but the Song Dynasty does not allow it. The Mongols will definitely break through the pass by force. Given the nature of the scholar-officials of the Song Dynasty who failed to succeed and failed, the Mongol army will definitely be devastated if they break through the pass. Therefore, to stop the Mongols, the prerequisite I hope that one day I can ascend to the throne and become the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."
Zhao Hong was very proud and laughed.
"Look at your arrogance! You are so shameless and ignorant of the world!"
Yan Chun looked at Zhao Hong and scolded him, but was secretly surprised.
This dandy prince pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger. How does he know so many side affairs?
"Miss Yan, it's not about the sky and the earth, but the analysis, the precise analysis. The Mongols like the roundabout tactics the most, and they don't like to attack by force. Tongguan is naturally dangerous, and the Yellow River is naturally dangerous. How easy is it for the Mongols to directly capture the fortresses of the Jin Kingdom? Apart from borrowing roads, There is no other strategy for Shukou or Huainan."
Zhao Hong was calm and composed. He does rely on analysis, an analysis based on historical facts.
"I'm convinced! You know a little bit more, you're not so useless!"
Yan Chun looked at Zhao Hong in surprise and gave a rare compliment.
"Come on. Are you tempted and want to marry me?"
Zhao Hong smiled proudly again.
"Why are you so thick-skinned? I'm afraid even the walls of Lin'an City can't compare!"
Yan Chun's heart skipped a beat and he quickly changed the subject.
"Isn't today the New Year's Eve festival? I'm not very familiar with Lin'an City, and I want you to lead the way. You won't refuse, right?"
Yan Chun's tone of thanking people for asking for help was still sharp.
"Leading the way, what good does that do me?"
Zhao Hong was stunned and blurted out.
"At worst, I'll treat you to a meal! Let's go quickly!"
Yan Chun urged impatiently. It seemed that the hustle and bustle outside had made her feel itchy.
"We are both fallen people at the end of the world. How can we meet each other before? It seems that you and I cherish each other and will travel together tonight."
Zhao Hong stood up and put on his coat.
Everyone thought he was a lecherous prince who loved the piano, so he might as well take the beauty on a trip and add some condiments to everyone's dinner.
"This is it!"
Yan Chun laughed, his face shining brightly.
"Miss Yan, a good night is short, and a moment is worth a fortune. Let's hurry up and have a good time!"
Zhao Hong smiled softly and opened the door.
"A glib tongue can't produce ivory from a dog's mouth!"
Yan Chun's face turned red, he stood up and followed Zhao Hong.
"Li Tang, don't follow me, just play with yourself!"
Zhao Hong waved his hand and gave his guards a holiday.
With these people following behind, with so many light bulbs, if the atmosphere arrives, wouldn't it be destroyed?
When I went out, the street outside was brightly lit, with laughter, traffic, and people coming and going.
The two of them were also very interested and joined the bustling crowd.
The imperial street is full of carriages with various carvings and gold and silver decorations. The aroma emanating from the carriages makes the entire imperial street smell fragrant. The horses with silver saddles and fragrant clothes are exactly as Xin Qiji said in his poem.
"The road is filled with the fragrance of carved BMWs, moths and golden wisps of snow willows, and the hidden fragrance is filled with laughter. It is indeed rich and romantic, with treasures and splendor, a scene from the south of the Yangtze River!"
Zhao Hong, who was surrounded by the singing and dancing, was admiring and exclaiming, but Yan Chun had already spoken out.
After all, the original owner's memory is the memory, and what he sees is the reality.
On both sides of the Royal Street, you can often see groups playing puppet shows, and bands playing flutes, drums, and dances, with constant noise and cheers.
However, the most important thing is all kinds of lanterns, with different shapes and colors. The lanterns and torches are illuminated by the moonlight. The lights seem to outshine the moonlight. The beauties who turn off the lights attract countless envious eyes.
Even Yan Chun has attracted a lot of attention, has a high rate of return, and is now responsible for good looks on the street.
"Mrs. Yan, you should avoid going out on the streets in the future, otherwise there will be many more cases of divorce...divorce in Lin'an City!"
Men know men best. Zhao Hong looked at the lustful, envious and jealous eyes of all the crazy men and smiled in greeting.
"What does it have to do with me if they divorce their wives?"
After Yan Chun finished speaking, he suddenly reacted and glared at Zhao Hong with a red face.
"You think everyone is like you, a scumbag!"
Zhao Hong shook his head, feeling frustrated.
Accidentally, he was included in the gangster series.
"Let's go! Go over and have some soup!"
When they reached Qinghefang, Yan Chun took Zhao Hong's sleeve and went straight to a brightly lit house on the street.
Seeing Zhao Hong and Yan Chun coming over, the servant behind the table stood up immediately.
"What to use?"
"Two bowls of soup and tea. Thank you!"
Before Zhao Hong could speak, Yan Chun had already answered for him.
"This is the house of Chiang Kai-shek who is inspecting the imperial court. Various soups and teas are prepared. You can order whatever you want!"
Yan Chun looked at the gate of Lin'an City. While eating soup and tea, she pointed at the lively courtyard.
"Look, there's a puppet show going on in the yard, there are stools to sit on, and there's food and drink. It's really a powerful family!"
Zhao Hong looked around and saw that the house was indeed full of brilliance, with lanterns of various colors and strange-shaped lights, silk and bamboo orchestral music, singing and dancing, and many tourists gathered to enjoy it.
Zhao Hong stood close to her, Yan Chun's hair tickled his face, and the fragrance emanating from Yan Chun's body made his heart beat faster involuntarily, as if he had returned to the age of sixteen or seventeen.
After Yan Chun finished the soup and tea, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth. He wanted to give it to Zhao Hong, but he was a little embarrassed.
Zhao Hong smiled awkwardly and only showed his heroism with a touch of his hand.
He actually had a handkerchief, but he was not used to carrying it, so who knew he would make a fool of himself.
"Use it. It's given to you!"
Yan Chun smiled and handed over the handkerchief.
Zhao Hong took the handkerchief and wiped his hands and mouth. The fragrance was fragrant, and the word "spring" in the corner of the handkerchief made him feel as if he was missing.
"Zhao Hong, come and play this lantern riddle!"
Yan Chun walked into the bright lantern riddle shed on the street. She stopped in front of a lantern and looked at the riddles on the lantern with interest.
"Guessing lantern riddles", also known as "playing lantern riddles", is a major program of the Lantern Festival. Through the spread and popularization of commercial and performing arts venues, the style of making and guessing riddles has become popular, and even professional riddle artists have emerged.
"The Eastern Jin Dynasty was destroyed. Name someone from the Song Dynasty."
Yan Chun thought hard and finally shook his head, looking at Zhao Hong with eyes full of expectation.
"Zhao Hong, you are a great talent, come and guess!"
"What's there to guess!"
Zhao Hong smiled all over his face and showed his confidence.
"Let me remind you, the emperors of the Eastern Jin Dynasty were all named Sima!"
"Sima Guang!"
Yan Chun blurted out, with excitement on his face, and was rewarded with a flower by the owner of the shed.
"Come again, come again!"
Yan Chun was in high spirits, like an underage girl. She pulled Zhao Hong and continued the challenge.
"If you add two points to the word "mu", you won't guess the word "bei". If you owe two points to the word "bei", you won't guess the word "mu".
Yan Chun thought hard again, but still found nothing, so he could only ask Zhao Hong for help.
The owner of the shed also looked at Zhao Hong, smiling and saying nothing.
"If you kiss me, I'll tell you!"
With the beauty beside him, and the warm fragrance of soft jade, Zhao Hong unconsciously became jealous and whispered into Yan Chun's ear.
He is not a god, he just has quick reactions. Besides, these puzzles are mainly for entertainment, and they are not really difficult.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhao Hong felt a little regretful and quickly revealed the answer to the mystery.
"The first character is He, the top is Jia, the bottom is Muheba, or Bei. The second character is Zi, the top is Ci, and the bottom is also Bei!"
This time, the prize was a silk handkerchief, and Yan Chun accepted it without hesitation.
However, the atmosphere between the two people seemed to have become subtle.
"How old are you this year? Have you been married to someone?"
The two of them walked forward side by side, the atmosphere was ambiguous. Zhao Hong looked at Yan Chun's pretty body and wanted to hug her but didn't dare, so he had to bravely ask.
"Why do you ask this?"
Yan Chun's face immediately turned red.
She probably didn't expect that Zhao Hong would suddenly ask such a question, and she was not mentally prepared for it.
"If you are not betrothed to someone else, you can consider me as a slut. I'm actually quite good."
Zhao Hong put away the smile on his face and became serious.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a heartbeat, fearing that the other party would reject him.
"forget it."
Yan Chun's expression suddenly became gloomy and listless.
"You are a member of the Song Dynasty clan, a royal nobleman, and you may be a noble in the future. As a merchant's daughter, I will most likely be married to someone else. There is no chance for you and me!"
"Why is it not possible? Look everywhere."
Although Zhao Hong was disappointed, he turned into a playful smile again.
In my memory, it seems that I have never been so humble.
"Forget it. I can do it with anyone, but not you!"
Yan Chun's words were so decisive that the smile on Zhao Hong's face disappeared instantly.
"Can I ask why?"
Zhao Hong's heart was full of bitterness.
"There's no reason, I just can't do it with you!"
Yan Chun raised his head and said goodbye to Zhao Hong, who looked disappointed.
"Your Highness, it's getting late, I'm leaving!"
Yan Chun left in a hurry. Zhao Hong watched her disappear into the crowd, feeling a little confused.
It's possible with anyone, but not with yourself.
This sentence is very lethal and even more insulting.
"Your Highness!"
Li Tang emerged from the crowd with a few guards.
"Didn't I let you play by yourself? Why are you still following me?"
Zhao Hong couldn't help but be surprised.
"Your Highness, this is the official order!"
Li Tang smiled awkwardly and handed over the imperial edict.
Zhao Hong is a prince, so he can go out without the protection of his guards. If something unexpected happens, who will bear the responsibility? Who can afford it?
"The official's order?"
Zhao Hong was confused. It's so late, what are you doing?
I almost thought it was toilet paper, and there seemed to be no public toilets nearby.
He walked aside and opened the imperial edict through the light.
"Your Highness, what are the officials looking for you for?"
Seeing Zhao Hong holding the paper in a daze, Li Tang asked curiously.
"The officials asked me to take the place of the governor of Lin'an and distribute "profits" to the people tomorrow."
Zhao Hong raised his head, thoughtfully.
"Rishi" is also called "profit market". It is the practice of giving red envelopes to small vendors on the Lantern Festival to show the emperor's grace and bring good things to the people. It is also a custom of the Lantern Festival.
"Your Highness, congratulations!"
Li Tanghei's face turned red and he stepped forward to congratulate his master.
The distribution of "profit" is usually done on the last night of the Lantern Festival, by the governor of Lin'an. Now it will be issued the next day, and it will be sent to Zhao Hong, the Duke of Ji Guo. Does this foreshadow something?
"Congratulations, it's just better than nothing. Go back home!"
Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring. Without the company of his beautiful lady, Zhao Hong felt bored and lost interest in continuing to play.
When the emperor asked him to distribute "profit", was it a whim or was there something else going on?
