Jin Wushu took off his clothes halfway, and when he saw Qin Hui still standing there respectfully, he suddenly became very bored and found it very interesting. He threw a piece of clothes in front of him and laughed loudly: "I am not in the mood today." , Mrs. Wang, please serve your husband well... "
Wang Junhua was already burning with desire and wanted to have sex on the spot. He couldn't bear it any longer and pulled him in a sweet voice: "Fourth Prince..."
Jin Wushu pushed her into Qin Hui's arms with all his strength: "Let Qin Zhuangyuan be happy..."
Hahahahaha laughed, without looking at the two people's eyes, turned around and went out. As he walked, he thought, the southerners are so shameless, no wonder the country will be destroyed, but I feel happy in my heart, I have found the right person for this long chess move I want to make. .
After the Sheliu Festival, the stadium had gone through a batting match and had become deserted, and visitors from all over the place gradually dispersed.
A group of people came down from the court wearing tight red embroidered clothes. They were Zong Han, Zong Wang, Zong Jun, Zong Xian, Jin Wushu, Gu Shen and other men from the Jin Kingdom's royal family.
Zong Han said loudly: "We have just finished having fun today, everyone can enjoy the feast."
Then, everyone followed into a huge tent. This tent belonged to Zong Han. He didn't like the original stone houses in Yanjing and always liked to live in a portable tent and shoot hunting at any time.
At this time, eight tables were displayed in the tent. Zong Han was hosting the banquet for the Southern Expedition Commander. It was considered the largest high-level military meeting this year.
After the death of the Old Wolf Lord, the forces of the Jin Kingdom were divided into two factions. One faction was headed by Zong Han, Gu Shen and others. Although Zong Han was the first Jurchen prince, he was not the son of the Old Wolf Lord, but the son of the Old Wolf Lord's cousin. Back then, his father and the Old Wolf Lord raised an army together and unified all the Jurchen tribes. In order to expand, he gave up the throne to the Old Wolf Lord.
After the Old Wolf Lord succeeded to the throne, he thought highly of Zong Han and others. He originally thought that after the death of the Old Wolf Lord, he would have a chance to succeed, but he did not expect that the Old Wolf Lord would pass the throne to his brother instead of his cousin.
The other faction is the son of the old Wolf Lord, headed by Zong Wang. But the most intense struggle among them is Jin Wushu. Zong Wang has a relatively peaceful temperament and always plays the role of mediator. Therefore, Zong Han will also watch it to some extent. He has three respects.
Zong Han's banquet was completely in accordance with Jurchen customs. Various Jurchen delicacies were displayed on the table. Among them, everyone had a large plate of pork on the table. Jurchen nobles have always been fond of eating this kind of fatty pork, wrapped in green onion rolls. After eating and drinking for a while, Zong Han put down his wine bottle and said loudly: "This banquet is to discuss the attitude towards Song Dynasty and the issue of whether Song prisoners should go or stay. What do you think?"
Zong Wang spoke first: "Now that Zhao Deji has ascended the throne, whether the Song prisoners go or stay is not that important, and staying in the Jin Kingdom is not an option. It is better to release some of them in batches..."
Zongwang doted on Princess Maode, and she cried and begged by the pillow every night, so he agreed to find an opportunity to let her father and brother return to the south.
"That's not too busy. Zhao Deji has now established a foothold. If we attack again, we will pay a heavy price. We might as well negotiate a peace first, use the two rivers as the boundary, and let the Song Dynasty receive more silk and coins. Only in this way can we guarantee our Daikin is wealthy and prosperous…”
Hearing this, Gu Shen shook his head vigorously: "No, Duke Hun De cannot be let go. The war against Song Dynasty must also be carried out..."
Zong Wang was very dissatisfied and said: "Since the two sides are still arguing, it is better to ask the Wolf Lord to make a decision..."
Zong Han disapproved and said loudly: "No need! We can make an agreement within our own family. When we first launched the army, my father gave up the throne to the old wolf Lord. After more than ten years of fighting, we won the land of Liao and Song Dynasties. I also contributed most of the credit to the peace of Song Dynasty." I can make my own decision about the war, and there is no need for the Wolf Lord to decide."
At this time, it was still the beginning of the founding of the Jin Dynasty, and the past ten years had been busy with wars. The domestic etiquette culture was still blank and in its primitive stage. The boundaries between the Jurchen nobles and the royal family were not so strict. Zong Han used another The leader of a faction claims to be the leader of a faction, and when he mentions the past when his father gave up the throne to the old wolf lord, he is implicitly fighting against the current wolf lord.
Zong Wang and others were angry when they saw that he was so contemptuous of the Wolf Lord, but they were not as capable as the Han people in explaining a set of principles about the king and his ministers, so they had no choice but to give up.
Jin Wushu saw Zong Wang slightly angry, laughed loudly, and stood up: "I have something to say. I have always been in favor of destroying the Song Dynasty, and the war against the Song Dynasty must not stop..."
Although Zong Han had always disliked his formal and sour appearance, Jin Wushu's view of always taking the lead in the battle was in his heart, so he still patiently said: "Wushu, what do you think?"
"To attack the Song Dynasty, it is best to pay attention to strategy and how to seek the greatest benefits for Dajin. We should play a game of chess, lay out a game, and take a longer view. The second brother is right. Now that Zhao Deji has ascended the throne, we should keep The Song prisoners are actually not of much use. You might as well put some of the prisoners back..."
"Which ones should I put back?"
"Hunde Gong and all the women who have not yet been betrothed to the Jin people can go back. All we need to do is stay with Chonghun Hou. According to the etiquette of the southerners, brothers will not fight with their brothers. If Zhao Deji dares not to obey, we can do it at any time. Support Chonghun Hou as a puppet to ascend the throne to fight against him in the north... "
Zong Han nodded: "That makes sense."
Zong Wang also believed that, he couldn't bear Princess Maode's pleas every night. Now that her father could return to the south, it didn't matter whether her brother could go back. He had an explanation for her.
He turned to Wu Shu and said, "Fourth brother, you are talking about the next game of chess. How to play this chess?"
"You must send a trustworthy Han official to coordinate with both parties and make sure everything is done in accordance with the will of the Kingdom of Jin."
"Where can I find such a reliable person?"
"I have one ready."
"who?"
"Qin Hui, the former champion of the Song Dynasty."
The entrance of the shop.
Zhahe walked around nervously, holding a heavy bag of silver in his arms.
After a while, he saw a short man coming to the door. He recognized those eyes - no matter how he disguised them, those eyes remained the same.
He greeted him happily: "Little brother..."
Hua Rong said hurriedly: "How? Can you redeem Queen Xing?"
"Yes. They asked me to go right away. I came here to ask you, what should I do after redemption?"
Of course, Hua Rong didn't really want Queen Xing to marry him, he just wanted a chance to escape. When he asked about it, he immediately said: "After you redeem her, take her to a room in the north of the city. I'll wait there. you."
She told her the address, and Zhahe happily agreed: "Just wait, I will bring her to see you in the evening."
Sunset in the west.
This is a secluded hut in the north of Yanjing City, which Zhang Xian and others had found a long time ago. According to Hua Rong's plan, Queen Xing will be allowed to live here temporarily to suit Zhahe and his wife, and then find an opportunity to escape.
She was afraid that Queen Xing would be in trouble, so she sent Zhang Xian and others away early, leaving her alone to wait.
When the evening wind blew, she heard a whistle, which was the kind of erotic tune played by Zhahe that men in the military camp liked. She poked her head out and saw Zhahe walking towards this side with a woman.
Closer, it was Empress Xing. At this time, she was wearing a Jurchen woman's coarse linen clothes. She was so thin that she was just skin and bones. Her eyes were exposed and lifeless. She looked at Zhahe and then at the room. When he turned to look at the woman in front of him, he showed a slightly surprised expression.
Zhahe was very happy when he saw that Hua Rong had regained her female clothes. He rubbed his hands and said, "Brother, I brought you back..."
"Thank you, Zhahe. Please go out first and I'll have a few words with Queen Xing."
"Okay. I'll go find some food and come back. Little brother, what do you want to eat?"
"Anything will do."
As soon as Zha He left, Hua Rong pulled Queen Xing in, closed the doors and windows, and bowed: "Hua Rong has met the Queen..."
Queen Xing had met Hua Rong before, but when she recognized her now, she felt as if she was from another world, but there was no surprise in her eyes and she was very numb: "Girl, please don't call me that..."
Queen Xing had been suffering humiliation in the laundry yard. Although she guessed that her husband had ascended the throne, she did not know that he had already named herself "Queen".
Hua Rong saw her haggard appearance, like a walking corpse, which was much worse than the Empress Dowager Wei's condition. She was very sad and said slowly: "Hua Rong came to rescue the empress according to the order of the official family. The official family never forgets the empress. After ascending the throne, he canonized the empress as queen... "
In fact, Zhao Deji's trip was mainly to save his mother, and he didn't mention Queen Xing at all. Hua Rong said this deliberately to comfort her and mention her will to survive.
Sure enough, Queen Xing's gloomy eyes showed a glimmer of light, and she spoke in a dry voice: "Really? Is it true that the official family has always been thinking about my concubine?"
"It's absolutely true! He misses his empress and would rather leave his post vacant, and has never canonized other women... "
Queen Xing said "Oh": "What about you?"
Hua Rong smiled slightly: "Empress, Hua Rong has long been married to Yue Pengju, the Xuanfu envoy of the Song Dynasty. Fortunately, he was trusted by the officials, so he went to the Kingdom of Jin to serve the officials, but I hope that I can save my empress and return to the south..."
Only then did a deep smile really appear on Queen Xing's dim face. With such a smile, her skinny face had sunken eye sockets and wrinkled skin. Her former grace and splendor completely turned into a terrifying figure. Skeleton.
This smile was more painful than crying. Hua Rong couldn't stand it anymore and felt her eyes were dry, so she only supported her: "Mother, I'll get you something to eat and drink..."
Hua Rong poured a cup of tea. Although it was crude, it was the best thing she could find.
Empress Xing held the steaming tea and took a sip. She finally tasted the taste of her motherland. It was no longer the smelly mare's milk of the Jin people. Tears rolled down from her dry eyes and she said in a daze: "It's just that I don't know. Mother-in-law, the Queen Mother..."
Hua Rong reluctantly said: "The Queen Mother is still well, I don't need to worry about you."
"Where is the Queen Mother?"
Hua Rong had to tell the truth: "The Queen Mother married a man from the Kingdom of Jin and is now pregnant with Liujia..."
empress Kaifeng didn't listen to your advice and didn't leave in time. Now, regrets are useless... "
She remained silent, and Hua Rong answered: "My dear, please relax..."
She smiled miserably: "The slave was humiliated in the laundry yard, covered with diseases, and with a broken body, how could he dare to receive the honor of the queen? The official couple is deeply in love, but the slave is not blessed to be thin. Madam Yue, I will return south in the future. You can transfer this hairpin to the official family. My only wish is that he will work hard to revive the Song Dynasty, and one day be able to lead the army of the Song Dynasty, eliminate the captives, and avenge me... "