The two rivers were recovered, and the sixteen states of Yanyun returned to the rule of the Song Dynasty!
Bianjing City, which has fascinated countless Song people, also returned to the embrace of the Song Dynasty a hundred years after the Song Dynasty traveled south!
Newspapers are full of articles about Jinling, Lin'an, Yangzhou, Jinghu, Sichuan, and then to the distant Hexi. The Song Dynasty is boiling with countless Song people, scholars in wide robes and sleeves, knights and students with swords, and hermit monks living in the mountains and forests. , and even women in deep boudoir, from all walks of life, went north via Haihe River and official roads, either to Bianjing City, to Taiyuan, or to Yanjing. For a time, the sea and land were busy, and there was a lively and busy scene.
Despite repeated government orders, Henan has not fully recovered, and bandits are still being suppressed in Lianghe, but it is difficult to stop people's enthusiasm to go north.
It’s no wonder that people think this way. Even the hundreds of thousands of Mongolian cavalry are no match for the Song Dynasty king’s army. How can a mere ragtag group of bandits be a match for the Song Dynasty official army?
In the Yangzhou section of the canal, dozens of steamships were heading north, emitting black smoke. On the deck, soldiers holding guns stood tall along the side of the ship. On the deck, a group of people were watching, laughing and talking happily.
"The remaining people have shed tears in the dust and looked south to the king's army for another year. The city of Tokyo has been recovered, and there is no need to look south anymore!"
Cui Yu, the former Sichuan envoy, had gray hair, but he was in good spirits and showed no sign of decline.
"It has been one hundred and six years since the disgrace of Jingkang, when the Song Dynasty went south. Wang's army made three northern expeditions. The first two times were in panic and he did not even cross the Yellow River. The soldiers and generals were lost, the people suffered, and the royal family of the Song Dynasty lost its majesty. Total mourning. Now the king's flag points to the north, and the momentum is like a broken bamboo. The old land has been restored, and even the sixteen states of Yanyun have come under the rule of our Song Dynasty! I think about it like crazy, I think about it like crazy!"
The speaker was Dai Fuxu, the leader of the Jianghu Poetry School. He was already over sixty years old, but his waist was as straight as a strong man.
"Everyone, you still don't know. The emperor has sent 30,000 royal troops to the west to Gaochang Kingdom. I think it won't be long before the Western Regions will be under my rule, the Song Dynasty!"
Liu Kezhuang, the head of the Propaganda Department, expressed an impassioned sigh.
He is the head of the Propaganda Department, and he is naturally the first person to handle important court news and important military and political matters.
"It's four thousand miles to the west of Hexi. The Western Region is too far away. It's eight thousand miles to go here. China is really... really a vast land and rich in resources!"
Xuan Zhen, the former Minister of War, sincerely lamented the long journey to the west.
"It's a pity that the journey to the west is all land and there is no "steam ship". Otherwise, if we travel thousands of miles in a day, the round trip would only take half a month."
"It is completely possible to build a railway from Shaanxi to Hexi, and from Hexi to the Western Regions, no slower than a steamship. With the talent and strategy of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, this matter is probably already in the making!"
Ge Hong and Cui Yuzhi asked and answered, but were picked up again by Liu Kezhuang on the side.
"It seems to me that the ruling minister Yelu Chucai and officials from the Ministry of Water Resources went north this time to explore the Yellow River and solve the flooding of the Yellow River. This move shows that the first major thing your Majesty will do next is to change the course of the Yellow River. thing."
"The diversion of the Yellow River is of great benefit to the present generation and will have lasting effects. Your Majesty is people-oriented and his innocence is admirable. But it is just such a waste of people's energy that it may not be a blessing to the country!"
Xuan Zhen sighed sincerely.
Every time the emperor made a big move, he was a little worried. Would the emperor, like Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, abuse the power of the people and end up prospering but then declining?
"His Majesty set up an anti-corruption department in government affairs, clarified official administration, removed excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and relieved the people's power; economically, he expanded sea trade and prospered all industries; militarily, he recovered Dali, Annan, and Xixia, and now he has restored the Central Plains and the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun; three generations later , Your Majesty is truly an emperor through the ages! It’s just..."
Cui Yu paused for a moment before continuing:
"Ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day. Your Majesty is too hasty in doing things, too eager for success, for fear of leaving disaster in the future. I hope the courtiers can dissuade Your Majesty and slow down a little, so as not to provoke civil uprising and unrest in the world. .”
"Mr. Cui, you are not in the center, so I don't know the details."
Xuan Zhen was not polite and directly objected to Cui Yu's point of view.
"The emperor of this dynasty loves his people as his own sons, and all the subjects in the world are grateful and grateful. How can there be talk of a civil uprising? For example, when the Yellow River changes its course, all the food used will be imported from overseas. The people can have enough to eat and bear the burden of labor, and there is no abuse of people's power. Worry. Mr. Cui can rest assured."
Cui Yu's face turned red and he bowed respectfully.
"Xuan Gong, I have learned a lesson."
"Mr. Cui, I don't dare."
Xuan Zhen responded solemnly and bowed.
"You said that His Majesty changed the course of the Yellow River and headed north this time. Will he make Bianjing the capital and move the capital north?"
Suddenly, Ge Hong asked with a smile.
On another warship, the newly appointed Councilor and Political Officer Yelu Chucai also asked Ge Hong the same question.
"Mr. Yelu, what do you mean..."
In the cabin, Zhao Hong waved his hand and motioned for Yelu Chucai to sit down and talk.
"Your Majesty, Henan has suffered from repeated military disasters and is in dilapidated state. If Your Majesty moves the capital to Tokyo City and uses the capital to promote the prosperity of all industries in Henan, the Central Plains can be restored as soon as possible, and it can also control Shaanxi, Hexi, and even the Western Regions to the west."
Yelu Chucai's words made Zhao Hong nodded slightly.
The capital must be the cultural center of a dynasty. Bianjing City is located in the Yellow River Basin, right in it.
Since the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the center of Chinese civilization has been in the area around Luoyang in the Yellow River Basin. During the Han, Sui and Tang dynasties, Chang'an and Luoyang were the centers of civilization. The capital of the Northern Song Dynasty was in Bianliang, but it was still in the Yellow River basin near Luoyang.
In the Southern Song Dynasty, when the capital was in Lin'an in the south of the Yangtze River, Chinese culture tended to be introverted and it was difficult to regain the grandeur of the Han and Tang Dynasties.
Moving the capital to Tokyo City seems to be a good choice to quickly restore the economy of the Central Plains.
"Your Majesty, Bianjing City has been occupied by the Jin Kingdom for a long time and has been transformed into barbarians for a long time. I'm afraid the smell of mutton is too strong. Moreover, the land of Henan is full of devastation. It may not be the best idea for Your Majesty to move the capital to Bianjing City."
When the capital was moved to Tokyo, Prime Minister Shin Tok-hide had a different view.
"Your Majesty, our Song Dynasty is colonizing overseas. Africa alone is no different in size from the Song Dynasty. The Southern Ocean, the Indian Ocean, the Atlantic Ocean, etc. In the next few years, our Song Navy will immigrate to North and South America. Its vast territory , far superior to the territory of our Song Dynasty, our territory of the Song Dynasty has moved southward significantly. The country wants to control the world, and the land south of the Yangtze River is suitable for its benefit. Your Majesty, think twice."
Wei Liaoweng, who was involved in political affairs and minister of the Ministry of War, also insisted that the capital be in the south of the Yangtze River.
Zhao Hong smiled slightly and lowered his head in thought.
"What the two ministers said is true. However, if Your Majesty moves the capital to Bianjing City or Yanjing City, the Central Plains or the North will be able to recover as soon as possible, and the righteousness of China will return as soon as possible. This is one. Secondly, Mongolia still has spare strength, and the northern part Border troubles have always been the top priority of our Song Dynasty, and this is the second one. Our Song Dynasty wants to restore the Western Regions. The south of the Yangtze River is too far away and difficult to control, and the Central Plains or Yanjing are too close to the Western Regions. This is the fourth one. The two ministers will discuss it in detail. .”
With firearms and the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, it is guaranteed to choose the Central Plains to build the capital.
Yelu Chucai spoke out, but Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaoweng no longer insisted.
The nomadic peoples in the north have always been a threat to the Central Plains dynasties, whether it was the prosperous Han and Tang Dynasties or the Song Dynasty when China was in decline. Yelu Chucai is so outspoken, which shows that he is open-minded.
"Whether it's Tokyo City or Yanjing City, let me make a decision after I finish my northern tour."
Zhao Hong hesitated for a moment before continuing:
"Mr. Yelu, if I want to send troops to the grassland, how should I plan?"
The Song Dynasty had hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers and more than 100,000 cavalry. It would have been a waste if they were not used.
"Your Majesty, Mongolia lives by the water, and if it wants to use troops on the grassland, the gains outweigh the losses. Your Majesty has already sent troops into the Western Regions. As long as they immigrate to the border, the Song Dynasty King's Army will gain a foothold in the Western Regions and Mongolia will not be able to plunder. In less than ten years, Mongolia will naturally It will decline and fall under the rule of China sooner or later.”
Yelu Chucai spoke out again, and both Zhen Dexiu and Wei Liaowen breathed a sigh of relief.
The grasslands and deserts were vast and vast. If the emperor really used troops beyond the Great Wall, he would be really aggressive.
"Mr. Yelu, what you said is absolutely true. But what if Wokuotai uses troops against me, the Song Dynasty? I cannot just watch my Chinese people being slaughtered."
Zhao Hong frowned and said something.
The grasslands and deserts are bitter cold places. Without food or clothing, they will definitely harass the borders and poison all living beings. It is better to attack aggressively than to defend blindly.
Moreover, today's Song Dynasty border army has many cavalry and sharp firearms, and they are no longer afraid of the Mongolian cavalry.
"Your Majesty, in the battle between the two rivers, all the elite Mongolian cavalry were lost. Without Gaochang of Dongliao, Mongolia's vitality was greatly damaged. As long as I, the Song Dynasty, block the throat of Gaochang to the west, Mongolia will not be able to plunder, and it will naturally decline. . Your Majesty can deploy heavy troops in Hamili, Bali and Qiuci, and immigrate to the border. If your Majesty allows it, I am willing to go to the Western Regions to share your worries!"
Yelu Chucai's words made Zhao Hong laugh.
"I will consider Mr. Yelu's advice carefully. Mr. Yelu has already entered the court and he will be of great use to me, so let's do the things in front of him first."
It seems that Wang Jian made a wise choice by leading an army of 30,000 into the Western Regions.
Changing the course of the Yellow River and restoring the Central Plains and Northland should be the next priority.
Zhao Hongjun and his ministers were discussing matters in the cabin. On the deck, Wan Yanchun looked at the surging river, lost in thought alone.
Can she persuade her brother to go north?
Does she and Zhao Hong still have a future?
Wan Yanchun was meditating when a gentle cough came from behind her. She turned her head and saw Anal walking up.
"Are you going to Bianjing City too?"
Wan Yanchun was stunned and blurted out, feeling sad in his heart.
But those who hear new things laugh, and those who hear old things cry. This charming beauty from the Western Regions must have become Zhao Hong's guest.
"Princess, Your Majesty has feelings for you. After you left that day, Your Majesty sighed. He didn't eat or drink at night, and was alone in the imperial study room in a daze. I want to say a few words, do you want to hear it?"
Anal went straight to the point and started the conversation.
"You tell me."
Wan Yanchun felt hot. It sounds like the unfaithful person still has her in his heart.
Anal observed his words and continued:
"The shame of Jingkang must be known to the princess. The Song people want to take back the Central Plains and want to kill all the Jin people, especially your Jin clan. I'm afraid you also know it. What do you think your majesty can do?"
"He is the king of a country, and everyone in the Song Dynasty admires him. Isn't it easy for him to spare my Jin clan?"
Wan Yanchun couldn't help but said angrily.
That heartless person still refused to do more for her. How callous!
"Your Majesty can spare your Dajin clan. But if your emperor brother and the clan don't surrender, what will your Majesty do?"
Anael asked rhetorically.
"Can't he let the Kingdom of Jin go? Is it so important to dominate the world?"
Wan Yanchun still felt aggrieved.
"Princess, how can you be so confident when you let the Song Dynasty destroy its family and rob other people's things? You are just reluctant to give up power. Now that your country of Jin is about to perish, you still want to drag those innocent people to be buried with you. You are really Not worthy of mercy!”
Ana'er shook her head and refuted Wanyan Chunlai without any mercy.
Having been in the Song Dynasty for a long time and in the Jinling Martial Arts Lecture Hall, she was no longer familiar with the shame of Jingkang on the stele, and she sighed deeply.
"You speak nicely. If I let you go, I will destroy your Gaochang Kingdom. Are you still talking nonsense like this?"
Wanyanchun blushed and retorted unconvinced.
"Princess, you still don't know that our country, Gaochang, has come under the rule of the Song Dynasty."
Ana'er said softly. She looked at the stunned Wan Yanchun and shook her head slightly.
"Princess, the shame of Jingkang, the hatred of destroying the country, the troops of the King of Song Dynasty are approaching the city. Your Majesty has given you a chance, but I don't know why you are still so confident? Do you mean that your Majesty still wants you to open the city and surrender? Your Majesty is opening the city to Dajin. On the one hand, you can't always take it for granted. Have you ever thought about it if you were in his position?"
Such a stubborn woman is really rare.
"Princess, if you can't persuade your emperor brother to submit to the Song Dynasty, the Song army will have no choice but to attack the city. At that time, both the jade and the stone will be destroyed. Not only will your brother not be able to escape, but you and your majesty will also die in vain."
Ana'er left, and Wan Yanchun looked ahead, dazed.
Is this really the fate of her and her Great Jin Kingdom?
