In the fourth year of Jianwu in the Song Dynasty, in early winter, on the second day of November, in the morning, we were in Bianjing City.
On the city wall of Bianjing, the Song flag was flying high. Up and down the city wall, and all the way outside the moat, armored warriors stood guard every three steps and one sentry every five steps. There were cannons on the city wall, and there were armored knights patrolling back and forth inside and outside the city. A long dragon stretched out from the inside of the city and spread along the official road for several miles.
Tens of thousands of troops watched eagerly, watching any disturbance inside and outside the city.
Outside the Nanwai Gate, to the south of the moat, under the morning light, a group of Jin Kingdom clan members, concubines, Bianjing officials, etc. were all kneeling on the ground. Everyone was wearing green robes and lowered their heads to the ground, trembling in fear.
More than a hundred years ago, the Jingkang disaster occurred in Qingcheng, five miles south of the Nanwai Gate. After the Jin army raided and looted Qingcheng, Zhang Bangchang was made emperor, and the country was named "Da Chu". Then they evacuated north in two groups; one group was supervised by Wanyan Zongwang, a royal family member of the Jin Dynasty, including Song Huizong, Empress Zheng, the prince, the emperor's grandson, the consort, the princess, and the concubines, and headed north along Huazhou.
The other route was under the supervision of Wanyan Zonghan, another Jin Dynasty clan member, including Song Qinzong, Empress Zhu, the prince, the clan and ministers Sun Fu, Zhang Shuye, Qin Hui and others along the north side of Zhengzhou. Among them were Jiaofang musicians, craftsmen, etc. Thousands of people, carrying books, maps, treasures and artifacts, including no less than 100,000 men and women, returned north.
Because it happened during the Jingkang period of the Northern Song Dynasty, it is known as the "Shame of Jingkang" in history. Because the first year of Jingkang was the year of Bingwu, this incident was also called the "Shame of Bingwu".
Now, 106 years later, the Song people have returned. Although the Jin Emperor fled with his ministers, Bianjing City is now ruled by the Song people.
This time, the Jin clan became the party being slaughtered and had no power to fight back.
Suddenly, on the official road in the distance, iron cavalry came from the dragon. Surrounded by the fine cavalry of the imperial army, civil servants and generals were distributed on the left and right. The emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Hong, was wearing a red dress and a black crown, with a royal sword hanging from his waist. Coming west.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
Along the way, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty waved their swords and guns, and everyone shouted in unison, which resounded throughout the fields and sky.
In the sound of "Long live", Zhao Hong came on horseback. He waved to Wan Jun, but his expression was solemn. He quickly arrived outside the moat and looked at the tall and scarred city wall of Bianjing City. Zhao Hong looked solemn, raised his hand and pressed it lightly.
The deafening cheers stopped immediately, and there was silence inside and outside the city wall.
Zhao Hong concentrated on the Tokyo city wall in front of him and couldn't help but feel in a trance.
Nine years ago, he was here as an envoy for the Crown Prince of the Song Dynasty. After nine years of absence, the city of Tokyo became even more dilapidated.
The glorious and magnificent city of Tokyo a hundred years ago has become like this?
Zhao Hong dismounted and shouted loudly at the ancient city wall that witnessed history, humiliation, and the bloody rebirth of the Song Dynasty.
"Tokyo City, your unworthy descendants are back!"
Facing the city of Tokyo, Zhao Hong bent down at 90 degrees and bowed.
The ministers who followed the Emperor of the Song Dynasty as he dismounted, followed their emperor and bowed solemnly.
The shame of a century was finally washed away!
All the troops were solemn, and the concubines and concubines of the Jin Kingdom who were kneeling outside the moat were even more trembling and trembling.
"Cui Li, I have met your Majesty!"
Cui Li, who had made great contributions to the city, kowtowed to Zhao Hong.
"Cui Li, please be free! You served the city well and did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. I will reward you heavily!"
Although I despise this person's despicableness, I still have to do what I have to do.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Long live! Long live! Long live!"
Cui Li thanked Wanen for getting up, his face glowing red.
"The Queen Mother of the King of Jin Dynasty, Queen Tushan and all the concubines in the harem, King Jing Wanyan Shouchun of Jin Dynasty, King Wanyan Shouke of Liang Dynasty, etc., kneel down to worship the Emperor of Song Dynasty!"
Wanyan Shouchun, brother of the Jin Kingdom clan and Emperor Wanyan Shouxu, spoke, trying to stay calm, but his trembling body betrayed him.
"Great Jin Kingdom? There will never be a Great Jin Kingdom again in the world!"
Zhao Hong snorted coldly and pointed at Bianjing City in front of him.
"Don't forget, this was once the capital of the Song Dynasty, and you committed heinous crimes here. We are here today to take back what belongs to us Song people. It is natural and right. And you must do it for your ancestors. Take responsibility for the sins you commit. Are you ready?"
At this moment, he suddenly felt calm and no longer had so much resentment towards these poor people kneeling on the ground.
If you don't live up to your expectations, should you blame the robber?
"The Emperor of the Song Dynasty is the home of the virtuous people in the world. The King of the Song Dynasty has troops all over the world, and the Emperor of the Song Dynasty has conquered the sea. He will not make it difficult for these orphans, widowed mothers, and defenseless people who have perished, right?"
Kneeling in front of the crowd, a half-hundred-year-old woman in green clothes said softly.
"Emperor of the Song Dynasty, Song and Jin are sworn enemies. We have nothing to say. But for the sake of Princess Wen, please open a wide net and let the women, children and children here go."
As the uncle of Princess Wanyanchun of the Kingdom of Jin, Wanyan Shouchun knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
For the sake of Princess Wen!
Zhao Hong couldn't help but feel a headache.
"If it weren't for the sake of Princess Wen and the prince, you would have been beheaded long ago."
Zhao Hong raised his voice to the kneeling clan concubines.
"I once promised Princess Wen that as long as you are willing to submit to the Song Dynasty, I will treat you and other concubines of the clan well. If you insist on getting to this point, you will bring it upon yourself."
Zhao Hong took a few steps closer and faced the half-hundred-year-old woman in Tsing Yi.
"You are the Queen Mother of the Jin Dynasty. Listen carefully. The Song Dynasty is a country of etiquette. I will not kill you. For the sake of Princess Wen, I will not make it difficult for you. From now on, you will be the same. All the people of the Song Dynasty moved to Jinling, Lin'an and other places. However, your descendants cannot serve as officials for three generations to repent for the sins committed by your ancestors."
These people should be lucky that they were not destroyed by the Mongolian state. Otherwise, as in history, all the women of the clan would become the playthings of the Mongolian nobles, and the men of the clan would either be killed or become slaves of the Mongolian nobles.
"Thank you, Emperor Song, for your kindness! Long live! Long live! Long live!"
King Jin's Queen Mother kowtowed and said, trembling all over.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
All the clan members and concubines kowtowed, and everyone felt relieved.
Although he became a civilian overnight, his life was saved and he was not humiliated. This is the best ending.
"If you want to thank you, just thank you for having a good princess!"
After Zhao Hong finished speaking, he got on his horse, surrounded by horsemen, and headed towards the city.
Wan Yanchun, he finally had an explanation.
Cui Li wanted to follow, but was stopped by Xu Sheng.
"General Cui, Your Majesty is going to the city to discuss matters. The general will go back to his residence to rest first. Your Majesty will summon the general later."
Cui Li had no choice but to follow the brigade into the city from a distance.
"Your Majesty, are these clan concubines too cheap?"
Wei Liaoweng was riding behind and said softly.
"It's been almost twenty years since the Jin Kingdom moved their capital to Henan, and they haven't lived a peaceful life for a few days, so forget it. Firstly, they are not Wanyan Zonghan and others who were the culprits of Jingkang's shame. Secondly, I want to give the princess to the Jin Kingdom after all. A favor. She and I have a son."
Zhao Hong shook his head and said, and all the ministers nodded.
The emperor has so many romantic debts, this is the price.
"Your Majesty, what should Cui Li do?"
Wei Liaoweng asked.
"Reward him generously and give him a sinecure. That's it."
The riders entered the city and walked along the Royal Street. The Zhouqiao Bridge was still the same, but the Xiangguo Temple was completely different. The dilapidated scene in the city made people shake their heads.
"Brothers painted pavilions, embroidered beaded curtains, carved cars competed in Tianjie, and BMWs competed on the imperial road. Eight wastelands competed to gather together, and all countries were connected. Treasures from all over the world were collected and returned to the market. I think about the prosperity of Tokyo in those days. It was so elegant and magnificent, but now it’s so dilapidated, it’s so sad!”
The prime minister showed his true virtues and sighed leisurely.
"In the old days, the king's swallow flew into the homes of ordinary people. At that time, Tokyo was a city of luxury and beauty, but now it looks full of melancholy and resentment. The shame of Jingkang is unforgettable!"
Wei Liaoweng, Minister of War, was also filled with emotions.
"That's right! If you fall behind, you will be beaten! Self-improvement is the foundation!"
Zhao Hong rode forward, looked at the palace in front of him, and pointed at the south gate of the imperial city.
"This place should be changed back to Xuandemen, the South Gate of the outer city is still Nanxunmen, and Tokyo City is still Tokyo City. Everything should remain as usual."
Now that Tokyo City is back under the rule of the Song Dynasty, everything should return to its original state.
"Your Majesty, are you planning to move the capital to Henan and return to Tokyo?"
Zhen Dexiu asked subconsciously.
"Your Majesty, although Tokyo City is dilapidated, it is still one of the largest cities in the world with a radius of sixty miles, and is half the size of Yanjing City. Your Majesty's move to Tokyo City as the capital will also allow the Central Plains to regain its vitality as soon as possible."
Wei Liaoweng followed.
The Central Plains is in ruins. If the emperor moves the capital to Tokyo, within a few years, this place will be turned upside down and prosper quickly.
"I will consider moving the capital to Tokyo City."
Zhao Hong nodded slightly, feeling moved in his heart.
Dredge the Bianhe River and the old river channels, and use familiar roads. But if the capital city is to be moved to Tokyo and the Yellow River is diverted back to the northern route, solving the problem of flooding of the Yellow River will be the first major issue he needs to solve.
Entering the age of firearms, the topographical advantages of Yanyun's Sixteenth Prefecture were no longer so important, and he did not plan to establish his capital in Yanjing.
Tokyo City may be the first choice for relocating the capital.
After entering the imperial city, entering the palace, and standing in front of the main hall, Zhao Hong thought in his mind and asked.
"Is there any news from Wokuotai?"
"Back to Your Majesty, the Tatar army was defeated miserably in Lianghe. Within a few years, they no longer have the ability to covet the Central Plains."
Cao Youwen's report made Zhao Hong laugh.
"General Cao, I'm not worried about his invasion of Wo Kuotai. I'm asking, did he send an envoy to sue for peace? Or did he send an envoy to surrender to me, the Song Dynasty?"
The Song Dynasty had hundreds of thousands of warriors with sharp weapons and numerous cavalry, enough to conquer the world. How could they be afraid of a single defeated general?
Cao Youwen's face immediately turned red.
"Your Majesty, the Tatar side has not sent an envoy yet."
Wei Liaoweng looked at Zhao Hong and replied cautiously.
He was afraid that the emperor would become violent and send troops to the grassland, which would be too radical and risky.
"Yu Jie succeeded Ma Zhong to guard the Western Region, Lu Wende guarded the entire Xixia, Meng Gong guarded Hedong, Du Gao guarded Hebei, and Wang Jian guarded Shaanxi. I want to see how many years Wo Kuotai can last?"
Zhao Hong said coldly and immediately made arrangements.
"Your Majesty, where should I go after the Battle of the Central Plains?"
Cao Youwen asked involuntarily.
"When the time comes, you will stay in the Ministry of War and train the navy officers. I will prepare to use troops against Japan. Then the army will march eastward and destroy Japan in one fell swoop."
"I obey the decree!"
Cao You heard the order and stepped aside.
Sure enough, the emperor was going to use troops against Japan.
"Your Majesty, please report to the army of Guide Mansion and Xiangyang Mansion!"
Xu Sheng came over to report. Zhao Hong took a look at the military report and shook his head slightly.
Everything is almost exactly the same as in history.
In the first military report, Jin general Wuxian gathered a large number of troops to storm Xiangyang City, but was defeated by Xiangyang defender Meng Ying. He suffered heavy casualties and Wuxian died in battle and martyred his country.
The second military report reported that the Jin army in Guide Prefecture was in civil strife. The Zhongxiao Army accused Pu Chaguan Nu of killing Lu Huan, Shi Zhannu, the guard of Guide Prefecture in the Jin Kingdom, and Li Qi, the minister accompanying Jin Emperor Wanyan Shouxu, and other 300 people. Wanyan Shouxu also hunted and killed Pu Cha's slaves because they were domineering.
After a civil strife, the Jin army suffered more than 3,000 casualties and lost their vitality. The Jin Emperor Wanyan Shouxu had to flee to Caizhou.
Historically, Emperor Wanyan Shouxu of the Jin Dynasty died in Caizhou.
Zhao Hong secretly whispered in his heart that there should be a place called Youlanxuan in Caizhou City.
