Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 109 Song history in hand, I own the world!
"Song and Song History?!"

Zhao Kuo didn't react for a while, and immediately shouted angrily:
"Bold, although this dynasty is in decline, where is the history of Song Dynasty?"

The history books of one dynasty were all compiled by the new dynasty for the previous dynasty.

This is the winner's respect for the history of the loser, and it is also a cultural identity.

Like the Song Dynasty, what they studied was Tang history, which is the "New Book of Tang".

Now that Zhao Kuo suddenly heard about the history of the Song Dynasty, how could he not be angry?
"The officials have seen a dynasty that lasted for a thousand years?"

Huang Lin ignored Zhao Kuo who was furious, went into the pavilion and sat down, picked up the wine cup and asked a few words, then took a sip.

This wine is a little light, but the taste is not bad.

Hearing this, Zhao Kuo was a little surprised.

He didn't care about Huang Lin's rudeness, and after sitting down slowly, he pondered for a long time.

"Who compiled this Song Dynasty history?"

Speaking of Song history, Zhao Kuo felt very strange.

"More than 130 years later, at the end of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties, it was built by Tuotuo Tie Mu'er, and at the same time, there were two histories of Liao and Jin."

"My Great Song is dead?"

In the gazebo, although Zhao Kuo tried his best to cover up his panic, he couldn't help the tremor in his voice when he heard that the Great Song Dynasty had perished.

"75 years later, Da Song and Meng Yuan fought in a decisive battle in the sea area of ​​Yashan, Gangzhou, and lost."

"Lu Xiufu, the prime minister of the left, couldn't bear the humiliation of the young emperor, and threw himself into the sea with him. When the news of the death of the young emperor spread, [-] people from Yashan threw themselves into the sea to die for their country."

"One hundred thousand corpses floating in the cliff mountain waters!"

"The Great Song Dynasty died in this way, and the country has lived for 320 years. The last emperor was only 7 years old!"

"So far, I, Huaxia Lu Chen, and the descendants of Yan and Huang have been humiliated!"

Huang Lin's originally emotionless voice gradually fluctuated in the end.

Immediately raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Kuo.

If the emperor really can't help him up, he can only find another way!
On the one hand, it is the question of cultivation resources.

On the other hand, I also want the Han people to suffer less.

Although people's lives are not very good now, it's better than being a fourth-class person in the future!
"I, Song Dynasty, died 75 years ago, hahahaha, dead!"

Zhao Kuo would be a little lost, and kept mumbling to himself, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally got up and laughed nervously.

"Official?"

The two servants rushed over upon hearing the sound, and Simian and others followed in the distance behind them.

"Back off, don't get close unless ordered!"

Zhao Kuo waved his sleeves, turned his head and shouted.

"Yes!"

When the person walked away, he calmly turned his head and asked Huang Lin:

"The Daoist just said the three histories of Song, Liao, and Jin? Where did the Mongolian Yuan come from? But the subjects of the Jin Kingdom, the Mongolian tribes?"

Huang Lin nodded secretly, this is a bit like a king!

But when thinking of Meng Yuan, even if he is not a Han Dynasty, he has to admit his combat effectiveness.

"It is the Mongol Shiwei tribe of Mongolia, whose heroes are unifying the tribes of Mongolia."

"Hero. Hehe hero! His hero, my enemy!"

Zhao Kuo sighed, wondering if he thought of Yue Fei, picked up the wine cup on the stone table and drank it down in one gulp.

Then asked:
"Then how was the Kingdom of Jin destroyed by the subjects?"

When asked this question, Huang Lin didn't know whether to tell him or not, because the operations in the Southern Song Dynasty were too suffocating!
"It's hard to describe!"

Huang Lin also picked up the wine glass in front of him and poured it down.

Then with a wave of his hand, several stacks of books flashed on the ground beside the stone table.

"Song History" has nearly 500 volumes, about [-] million words!
Throughout the history of the Song Dynasty, after Huang Lin came to this world and figured out the time point, it has been reflected intermittently into the deduction disk.

Before Daming's ascension, he asked Zhu Jianshen for a set of "Yongle Dadian".

There are only two copies in the palace, and the one in his hand is one of them!

And "Song History" is only a part of the history books in "Yongle Dadian".

Seeing the stacks of books stacked higher than the table in front of me, the annals, annals, tables, and biographies were all sorted and accumulated.

Only then did Zhao Kuo really believe Huang Lin's words, but he secretly thought about Huang Lin's origin.

Why would he know about the afterlife?

Depressing his thoughts, he picked up the top volume of the "Ben Ji" stack.

"Song History, Taizu Benji"

The more Zhao Kuo looked at it, the more surprised he was. The Taizu Benji was extremely detailed. Although the details are slightly different from the "National History" of this dynasty, it is certain that this is a history book compiled by the whole country!
Just as he was about to sigh, his heart skipped a beat.

Put down Taizu Benji in his hand, and then rummaged through the stack of books in Benji.

太宗
Shin Buddhism
Renzong
Takamune
Gwangjong
Ningzong!

Ningzong? !
It is easy to understand that Ning is the temple name.

Asking about the door screen is called peace, doing nothing is called peace!
A mid-to-lower temple number!
Zhao Kuo held back his anger and flipped through his own book page by page.

He didn't feel any crookedness in his heart now, and his mind was full of thoughts, Lao Tzu was about to go to the Northern Expedition, and he was quite sure, why did he get the temple name of Ningzong? !

The more he looked, the worse his complexion became.

It's fine to praise him for his kindness and sympathy for the people, because he is like this.

It can be said that his brain is not good, and he is manipulated by powerful officials, so he can't bear it!
Han Yuzhou's thinking is the same as his, is he being manipulated by powerful ministers? !
Northern Expedition failed? !
Han Xiang was ambushed and killed? !
The head was sent to the Kingdom of Jin to pray for peace? !
Hello Shi Miyuan!

"Snapped!"

"Bastard! I, I!"

He slapped the stone table in embarrassment, and after shouting a few words, he didn't know who to scold.

I was suffocated with anger.

"Daoist, the Northern Expedition really failed?!"

"It failed, and then the official family fell into a slump. At this point, Song Dynasty no longer has the power to go to the Northern Expedition alone. Shi Miyuan and Yang."

"Master!"

Huang Lin was about to pull Queen Yang out, but was interrupted by Zhao Kuo, obviously not wanting to implicate the Queen.

Then Zhao Kuo got up, stroked his short beard and walked back and forth in the pavilion, muttering:

"For this Northern Expedition, Prime Minister Han and I have been discussing in secret. I didn't expect the Jin people to know in advance and prepare for it."

"At that time, there were also ministers in the court who shirked the involvement. Hey, they are all my good ministers!"

Afterwards, Zhao Kuo straightened his face, sat down majestically, and cupped his hands towards Huang Lin:
"If it weren't for the Taoist priest, such a tragedy would have happened! Thank you, Taoist priest, for helping me!"

Without waiting for Huang Lin to return the gift, he continued:

"With this "History of the Song Dynasty" for details, I feel like I have found a treasure!"

"Recovering the lost land is just around the corner! The expectation of my generation in the Song Dynasty for more than [-] years is finally hopeful!"

"It's just that I have a doubt. I don't know where this "History of the Song Dynasty" came from?"

Huang Lin nodded secretly, this is the real face of an emperor!
Immediately he got up and saluted with fists in his hands.

"Da Ming, Huashan Huang Bulin, met His Majesty!"

"Mr. Huang is too polite! Please take a seat, Daming?"

Zhao Kuo heard another strange country title.

"Da Ming?"

After Huang Lin sighed, his face straightened, he got up and picked up the wine cup and said loudly:

"The sun and the moon are immortal, which is called Great Ming!"

"The marriage of no Han is called Great Ming!"

"An alliance without Tang is called Daming!"

"There is no old coin of the Song Dynasty, so it is called the Ming Dynasty!"

"Don't cede land, don't claim vassal status, don't pay tribute, don't make peace, that's called Great Ming!"

"The emperor guards the gate of the country, and the king dies in the country! It's for Ming!"

The voice became more and more intense.

As soon as Huang Lin finished speaking, Zhao Kuo raised his glass and shouted:

"nice!"

(End of this chapter)