Yelu Chucai and the other three stepped back, and Zhen Dexiu said suspiciously again.
"Your Majesty, I am not jealous of talents, but it is not too rash to appoint Yelu Chucai as a counselor to take charge of changing the course of the Yellow River. I am afraid that the officials in the world are uneasy."
He was just a surrendered minister, and he was still valued by Chief Hu, Wokuotai. There seemed no need to be mentioned to such a high position as a counselor in political affairs. It is inevitable that people will be dissatisfied.
"A true gentleman does not trust others, but does not trust those he employs. Yelu Chucai has just passed his forties and is in the prime of the Spring and Autumn Period. It is natural for him to do things. Yelu Chucai does not do things alone. The officials below are the foundation. Employ them. With the three Yelu and Chucai, all the ministers and generals in the world will feel at ease. Besides, with you and Wei Liaoweng watching over you, I have nothing to worry about."
Zhen Dexiu nodded slightly and said no more words.
The emperor's words seemed to make sense. In other words, even ten cows couldn't bring back what the emperor decided, so what could he do?
"Your Majesty, Baershu and his son are asking for an audience outside the royal study."
When the officials of the Eastern Song Dynasty came in to report, Zhao Hong smiled slightly.
"Let them in!"
The two rivers have been pacified, and the next step is Baer Shu's Gaochang Kingdom.
"Your Majesty, you must not be so benevolent as a woman and raise a tiger to cause trouble!"
Zhen Dexiu was worried and said solemnly to the side.
That fox-like Ana'er was by the emperor's side every day, serving tea and water, doing everything in detail. The emperor should not be obsessed with sex and interfere with state affairs.
"Mr. Zhen, you are good at everything. It's just that your thoughts are a bit too much."
Zhao Hong shook his head and smiled bitterly.
He said that he and Anal are innocent, does anyone believe it?
However, it is indeed quite pleasant to have a beautiful woman waiting by your side, and it is also pleasing to the eye.
"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I, the Kingdom of Gaochang, voluntarily surrender to the Song Dynasty, and I have no second intention. Please accept the Kingdom of Gaochang, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, and treat my subjects of Gaochang Kingdom well!"
Baershu and his son came in, knelt down and kowtowed, trembling and lying on the ground.
After the Taiyuan War, the cavalry led by Balshu and his son followed the Western Route Army of the Song Dynasty northward and recovered all the way to Yunzhong. It was not until a few months ago that his troops returned to Gaochang and were now stationed in Hexi.
Baershu and his son went south to Jinling to pay homage to Song Emperor Zhao Hong.
Gao Changguo?
Zhao Hong looked at Baershu and his son kneeling on the ground and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Baershu, you and your son should know that Gaochang was originally under my Chinese rule. The Han Dynasty had the Protectorate of the Western Regions, and the Tang Dynasty had the Protectorate of Anbei and Anxi. Are you sure you want to preserve your Gaochang Kingdom?"
The Western Regions are the homeland of China. How can we stay away from our homeland for a long time and never return home!
"Baershu, the envoy from Eastern Liao, the land east of Liao has been under the rule of the Song Dynasty. The Queen of Liao and her youngest son have settled in Jinling. Do you really want the Song Dynasty to use troops against your Gaochang Kingdom?"
Prime Minister Zhende showed a straight face and said directly.
He is the emperor's master, and he doesn't care whether the beauty from the Western Regions beside the emperor is the emperor's new favorite?
"The Emperor of the Song Dynasty, is there no other way?"
Baershu's face is old and haggard.
As expected, Gaochang Kingdom has no future.
"Baershu, I see that your face is full of illness. Why don't you stay and let the imperial doctors give you a good diagnosis and treatment? We will talk about Gaochang later. Life is short, and nothing can compare with your own body. Don't you think so?" "
Zhao Hong saw Baershu's gray hair and old age, which made people sigh, and his heart suddenly burst out with compassion.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! From now on, Gaochang will be under the rule of the Song Dynasty. I also ask the Emperor of the Song Dynasty to send troops to reinforce Gaochang to avoid being poisoned by the Tatar army."
Baershu had no choice but to accept the order and thank him.
If the news of his defection to the Song Dynasty spreads, Wo Kuotai might send troops to retaliate. His wife, children, and children are all still in Gaochang.
"Baershu, are you sure you want to surrender to the Song Dynasty?"
Zhen Dexiu looked solemn and asked loudly.
"What a man says is true. Emperor of the Song Dynasty, please accept Gaochang!"
Baershu and his son kowtowed repeatedly. At this point, I am under the control of others and have no other choice but to surrender.
"Baershu, Qishumain, please get up."
When Baershu and his son got up, Zhao Hong continued:
"Qishimayin, I want to send officials and 30,000 troops into Gaochang to drive away the Tatar forces in Gaochang. Are you willing to be a guide?"
"Your Majesty, the general is willing to go!"
Qi Shima kneeled down on one knee and said respectfully.
The Song Dynasty's army was mighty and powerful, and its troops were conquering the world. Gaochang State had surrendered to the Song Dynasty and had no choice.
Moreover, the Song Dynasty was prosperous and there were so many attractive things that he was ready to take action.
"Okay! Order Wang Jian to lead the 30,000 troops from Lintao Road and follow the Qishumayin tribe into the Western Region. Order Hexi pacification envoy Fan Zhong to send local officials there. Drive out the Tatar forces in Gaochang and rebuild the Western Region Protectorate."
With the consolidation of Hexi Road and Xixia Road, Lintao Road has already become inland, and there is no point in stationing the army again.
"Baershu, don't worry. I will take care of your family and ensure your prosperity. I will treat the people of Gaochang well, just like my Chinese people."
The Western Regions, this ancient land of China, was about to come under the rule of the Song Dynasty.
Where Zhao Hongxing was, he really wanted to draw a circle on the map of China behind him at the location of the Western Regions, but he finally resisted.
The Western Region is still Mongolia's sphere of influence, so don't be impulsive until it is completely recaptured.
"Your Majesty, Gaochang is two thousand miles away from Hexi. I'm afraid we need to build post stations along the way and move people to the border in order to achieve long-term peace and stability."
Baershu and his son retreated, and the prime minister showed his true virtues and said quietly.
The Western Region is vast, but it is too far away from the Central Plains. If you want to control it without Han people, relying on the army alone is nothing more than a dream.
Not long after leaving, an envoy from the Dali Kingdom came in. It was Gao Xiang who was worshiping on New Year's Day, and a monk in cassocks came with him.
"It seems that Sichuan is going to do its part again!"
Zhao Hong nodded, stood up, came to the wall, and looked at the map on the wall.
"Immigration to the border areas, farming and reclamation, and the Silk Road on land should also be restored."
Sichuan immigrated to the Western Regions, and Jinghu and Jiangnan immigrated to Lianghe. A large-scale immigration to the Western Regions was about to begin.
These old places of the Han family cannot be lost again when they come back.
"Your Majesty, Cao You heard that there is an urgent message coming from Bianjing City that is six hundred miles away. Your Majesty, please take a look."
Dong Songchen came in to play, unable to hide the joy on his face.
Zhao Hong took the military newspaper, opened it and was surprised.
Bianjing City has been captured!
Zhen Dexiu took the military report and read it with Zou Yinglong and others. Everyone's expression changed.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty on the recovery of Tokyo City! Congratulations to the Song Dynasty!"
"Tokyo City is back! Congratulations to Your Majesty! Congratulations to the Song Dynasty!"
Suddenly there was a message outside the sword that Jibei was being collected. When I heard it for the first time, my clothes were filled with tears.
All the ministers bowed and saluted together, some had wet eyes and some were in tears. Even when they first heard that the Song Army had regained Lianghe and Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, they had never been so excited.
"My dear friends, we are all happy together! Congratulations!"
Zhao Hong's heart was agitated and he blushed.
Now that Bianjing City has been recovered, he should go north.
As the night fell, there was a knock on the door, and Wan Yanchun followed Wan Yanchun, who was slightly frowning, into the imperial study.
"Your Majesty, I heard that you have captured Bianjing City. What a joy to congratulate you!"
Wan Yanchun sat down and said softly, not sure whether he was happy or sad.
"Princess, you are wrong! It was not me, King Shiqiu of the Song Dynasty, who captured Bianjing City, but your Jin Kingdom surrender general Kaicheng and surrendered to me, Song Dynasty. But don't worry, I, King Shiqiu of the Song Dynasty, did nothing wrong and did not harm Bianjing City. A common man.”
Zhao Hong looked at the door. The study door had been closed, and there were only two of them in the room.
"Your Majesty, if it weren't for the troops of the Song Dynasty approaching the city, would Cui Li dare to do such a rebellious thing? Your Majesty, please stop deceiving yourself!"
Wanyan Chun was so outspoken that she couldn't help but say something.
"Princess, you have to understand that Bianjing City is the old capital of the Song Dynasty and was snatched away by your Kingdom of Jin. It is only natural for the Song people to get back what they lost."
Seeing Wan Yanchun's eyes widen, Zhao Hong quickly continued:
"Princess, it's useless to talk any more. Your Kingdom of Jin is about to perish, and I don't want blood to flow like a river. You'd better think about how to persuade the Golden Emperor to submit to the Song Dynasty."
After not seeing each other for many years, Wan Yanchun still couldn't change his temper, he was hard and straight.
"Your Majesty, what do you plan to do with the Queen Mother and the Empress?"
Wanyanchun suppressed the anger in his heart and felt full of sadness.
Her Golden Kingdom has indeed run out of energy.
"Princess, if they surrendered to Kaicheng, I would treat them favorably. But now that it is Cui Lixian, I will not kill them or abuse them. They will be demoted to civilians and find their own way out."
Being no different from ordinary people is already his biggest concession. Even so, he didn't know how to comfort the Ancestral Temple.
"Then Emperor Dajin, how do you plan to deal with it?"
Wan Yanchun felt much more at ease and continued to ask.
"Princess, I still say the same thing. For your sake, if the Golden Emperor is willing to submit, the Song Dynasty will treat him favorably. If he is unwilling to submit, the King of Song Dynasty will definitely attack the city. By then, both jade and stone will be destroyed. It will be helpless."
"Your Majesty, let me go north together to persuade the Golden Emperor."
Wan Yanchun stood up, looking sad, and was about to leave.
"Princess, I will write a handwritten letter and you will bring it with you when the time comes. It is best to persuade the Golden Emperor. Otherwise, there is nothing I can do. The entire people of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty are watching me."
Zhao Hong spoke softly with his heart to his heart.
Wan Yanchun's body was thin and thin, which made him unconsciously full of love.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Wanyan Chunyang left, and Zhao Hong looked at her back in trance, until Dong Songchen's report sounded, bringing him back to reality.
"Your Majesty, the abbot and the others are here."
"My father-in-law, Duke Xuan, Duke Ge, and Duke Cui, why are you here?"
Zhao Hong nodded and motioned for everyone to sit down.
The Northern Expedition army recovered Lianghe and Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures. These people have just arrived now, so they may not be idle.
"Your Majesty recovered the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun and returned Bianjing City to our rule in the Song Dynasty. We are willing to go north with your Majesty to visit Bianjing City, and then go to Yanjing and the Great Wall to enjoy the snow, pay homage to the past and present, and comfort ourselves for the rest of our lives. wish.”
Sure enough, the old fox Ge Hong, whose beard and hair were all white, said with a smile.
"Your Majesty, Bianjing City is our former capital of the Song Dynasty. It was recaptured by our King of the Song Dynasty today. Even if it is in ruins, we must take a look and witness this historical event."
Cui Yu, the former Sichuan envoy, also had a smile on his face and gray hair.
Xuan Zhen and others smiled and said nothing. Obviously, the words of Ge Hong and Cui Yu represented everyone's thoughts.
"Your Majesty, your mother-in-law and I want to take a steamboat with our grandchildren to visit Bianjing City. Then we can also visit Yanjing City. If the sea and river freeze in winter, it will not be easy to go."
Zhao Hong's father-in-law, Zhou Jiacheng, nodded and bowed, his face full of wealth.
"Okay, okay! Then you can rest for now and come with me when the time comes."
Zhao Hong nodded repeatedly, feeling excited.
Since his brother-in-law Zhou An was killed, the Zhou family has been depressed and joyful. It is time to step out of the gloom and look forward.
As for Ge Hongcui and others, every Song Dynasty person has a dream of Tokyo in their heart. It's time for these "people who have subjugated their country" to realize their long-cherished wish.
