If you don't believe it, you can try it.
When these words came out of Wang Gui's mouth, they were even more contemptuous than Wang Qi's before.
If others were to talk about it, Li Qiong might just feel disdainful, or... laugh it off.
But the person who said this was the Zhao Guan family.
Bragging is not a skill.
Turning the awesomeness you have boasted into reality is what you are capable of.
There are not many people in the world who can do this, but there is no doubt that the emperor of the Song Dynasty can do it.
He has always been able to do it, but he didn't know it before. For example, civil servants are not that effective, and military generals are not that scary. Even the golden man is not nine feet tall, eight arms and six eyes, and is wiped on the neck with a knife. He will also die.
It's a pity that he didn't understand it before. Maybe he did, but he didn't dare to do it.
The reason is not complicated. Everyone present can understand it, and Li Qiong can naturally understand it too.
But why now?
Why did it happen at a time when everyone was about to give up, when the people of the Central Plains were about to accept that they no longer belonged to the Song Dynasty? At this time, the emperor from top to bottom, with great arrogance, gave something that should have been given long ago. That glimmer of hope.
What Li Qiong doesn't understand is this.
Jin Sai and Wang Shizhong are both Han Chinese, serious and pure Han people. If Lu Zhi hadn't bullied others too much, they would not have committed an impulsive crime with Li Qiong.
It's not that I haven't thought about coming back, but Nanfang didn't speak or express his position before, and since Li Qiong was with him, he always thought that he had no way out.
But now, the emperor has come to Bozhou City in person. As long as Li Qiong is willing to surrender, not only can these people in the Zuohu Army survive, they can go back, and they no longer have to worry about being stabbed in the spine after death, and being cast aside by their own descendants. .
why not?
"Marshal, how about..."
Jin Sai finally spoke, but looking at Li Qiong's appearance, he still didn't say anything.
But he was half-confident, and his plan was already exposed.
"Since you are a student, what you have learned is also the sage's etiquette. The king, the king, the minister, the father, the son, the son. The king is the minister, and the father is the guide for the son."
"If you feel that you were wronged back then, blame the Zhao Guan family for surrendering to the enemy, and that's why you acted like a minister."
"But since April of the 11th year of Shaoxing, all the things that have been reported from Lin'an are no longer secrets. Today I will ask you as a person who has been here, Do you think Zhao Guan’s family doesn’t have the appearance of a personal gentleman?”
Xin Zan's white hair had just been slapped by two prostitutes, which messed up his hair a little. Now he looked unscrupulous, but he looked a bit like an old beggar begging for food.
Li Qiong ignored him and asked:
"Why?"
Wang Gui frowned: "Why?"
"When Marshal Zong died, I told Yue Pengju that the Song Kingdom would be destroyed by the Jin Kingdom sooner or later."
"Yue Pengju doesn't believe it. He's a farmer and has never even attended a serious school. How can he judge such a major event in the world?"
"So I made a bet with him. In ten years, everything will be known naturally in just ten years."
Xin Zan thought for a while: "Zhongjian Gong has already gone west in the second year of Jianyan. The ten-year period has already arrived."
Li Qiong smiled and said: "The time has indeed come, so when the time came, I surrendered to Liu Yu and became a traitor."
"Isn't the reason why you rebelled because you don't want to be under Wang Yaksha?"
The Huaixi Army was in great turmoil, and most of the people here came from the army, and most of them knew the inside story. However, Zhao Mi could not help but seem naive when he could ask such a question.
Wang De snorted coldly: "Zhao Laoer doesn't know, so don't make random comments and look like you!"
"That's an excuse that that birdie Zhang Jun came up with to fend off the stupid people in the world. Only stupid people will believe it."
Zhao Mi glared at him. If it weren't for the inconvenience here, he would have fought with this Yaksha again no matter what.
"The reason why the scholars rebelled was because of Lu Zhi, the Minister of War... At that time, I led the troops and were stationed in Dingyuan, and the Chinese army's camp was in Haozhou. What happened at that time, although I was not present, But later someone said that Lu Zhi went too far and climbed on top of the scholar's head to defecate. This made the scholar anxious, so he chopped off the minister's head with a knife..."
Li Qiong had some recollection: "He did go too far, but it is not uncommon for civil servants to bully martial artists. If it were just common, I would be able to endure it."
"Just because he really shouldn't have been mean and destroyed my things."
"what?"
Li Qiong said nothing. Wang Shizhong on the side said:
"It's the spiritual throne, the spiritual throne of Marshal Zong."
Wang De smacked his tongue: "That makes sense. Since the day I met the scholar, the marshal of the sect has been offering sacrifices to his soul every day. Even when he is leading troops to fight, he has to pay homage several times from a distance when the time comes. See Come to Lu Zhi, his death is indeed not unjust."
"At that time, I was thinking, forget it, really just forget it, so what if I can fight again? In terms of essays and military strategies, I can't compare to Marshal Zong in any of them, even if I am better than him A person like that will not die with regrets in the end."
"It happened to be the time for my bet with Yue Pengju, so I simply went against it... Since I didn't die in the last ten years, I guess I should die in the next ten years, right?"
"If others take action, they are not dead. If I follow suit, I should be dead, right?"
He asked two questions in succession and remained silent. Yang Yizhong, who was just a spectator, finally opened his mouth:
"The Song Dynasty will never die."
The voice he said was not loud, but he was very firm.
"What do you think, Commander Yang?"
Yang Yizhong shook his head: "The officials have said that as long as the Han people dominate the country, the Song Dynasty will not fall."
"The Tang Dynasty was not destroyed, nor was the Han Dynasty. If we push it forward for a thousand and ten thousand years, the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties were not destroyed."
"Forget it," Li Qiong waved her hand, "I don't want to argue with you, and Mr. Xin and Mr. Liu should have noticed that I have never meant to resist."
Frankly speaking, the two old men agreed with Li Qiong's words, but in other people's ears, it seemed like they were giving in and finally relented.
Before they could be happy, Li Qiong said again:
"So the one hundred thousand people in Bozhou City must not be allowed to stay."
"What are you talking about!" Xin Zan asked loudly when he saw that he had come around here.
"I have long wanted to give up Bozhou, but I will not do so before seeing the determination of the Zhao Guan family."
"But now that I have seen it, I am willing to give up Bozhou. Before that, as long as the Zhao Guan family agrees to me, all these 100,000 people will be slaughtered."
"They are already full of gold, and none of these people can be left behind."
Li Qiong opened his mouth to speak, leaving the others stunned.
(End of chapter)
