The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 60
The drunk Zhao Dongting was hurriedly sent to the bedroom by Li Yuanxiu.

The roars of the soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty continued uninterrupted, and they could not be heard clearly until they traveled far away.

Concubine Yang Shu stayed on the city wall and presided over the banquet for all the ministers and soldiers.

The soldiers of the three armies drank to their heart's content, especially those of the forbidden army. They had never drank so much since they left Lin'an.

Ying Er, Le Chan, and Le Wu naturally followed Zhao Dongting back to the palace.

Zhao Dongting was really drunk, he was gently placed on the bed by Ying Er, still murmuring.

At first, he couldn't hear what he was saying, but gradually his voice became louder, but it made De Lechan's cold face suddenly flush.

Zhao Dongting's mouth was actually chanting her name.

She felt that the emperor was close to her, but she never thought that he would read her name in his sleep, and he would read it non-stop.

Even Le Wu's face couldn't help but become weird, his eyes looked back and forth between Zhao Dongting and his sister.

Yinger also secretly glanced at Le Chan, her pretty face flushed a little.

But she knew that her emperor was a little precocious.

Li Yuanxiu smiled awkwardly: "Heh, heh, it seems that Miss Le Chan is very fond of the emperor..."

Le Chan was stared at by the two women, and hearing what Li Yuanxiu said, she barely covered her face and fled.She is cold, but often such a woman has a thinner skin.

Not long after, she was dragged by Yue Wu and quietly walked out of Zhao Dongting's bedroom.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, most of the women in their teens would understand that kind of thing, and they also understood music and dance. They went outside and asked Le Chan softly, "Sister, do you think the emperor likes you?"

Le Chan snorted, her face turned even redder, and said angrily, "You little girl, what nonsense are you talking about, the emperor is still so young, I..."

Yue Wu said: "Then mother is also a few years older than father!"

Le Chan fell silent.

After a while, she sighed and said, "Stop talking nonsense, he is the emperor. Besides, my sister is already engaged."

She suddenly realized that Zhao Dongting's closeness to her might be due to admiration, and her heart was a little complicated.

At that time, baby relatives, finger marriages, and child brides-in-law were everywhere, and there were not a few people who talked about getting married in their teens. She didn't find it strange that there were royal families who had children in their teens.If you really want to say it, it can only be said that the emperor is a little precocious.

Le Wu looked at her sister's expression, and asked again: "Sister, do you like the emperor?"

Le Chan's eyes were a little dazed.

She couldn't forget the calmness when he ordered the soldiers to let her and her sister go away, the tenderness of him gently nestling in her arms, the rogue when he was deliberately courteous in front of her, and the way he raised his sword and shouted... The pride of the time.If he was a stalwart young man, I would probably fall in love with him, but unfortunately, he is still a child.

Various images flashed through her mind, Le Chan sighed softly: "I just treat the emperor like a younger brother."

"Oh……"

Yue Wu lowered her head lightly and didn't speak any more.

Both women were taken aback.

Zhao Dongting didn't wake up until evening, and saw Yinger, Le Wu, and Li Yuanxiu all beside him, but he couldn't see Le Chan, and asked, "Where is Le Chan?"

He is still reminiscing about the dream just now, Le Chan is nestled in his arms, and the endless Southern Song soldiers are in front of him, what a happy life that is.

Le Wu pouted slightly and replied, "My sister has gone home."

Zhao Dongting was stunned, "Okay, why did you go home suddenly?"

Le Wu didn't know what to say.

Ying Er blushed beside her and said, "The Emperor called Sister Le Chan's name in her sleep, maybe she was a little embarrassed..."

Le Chan is a few months younger than her, also at the age of eighteen.

"what?"

Zhao Dongting couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard this, "I just called Le Chan's name in my dream?"

Immediately, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.Le Chan heard herself calling her in her dream, so she just went back, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhao Dongting knew that Le Chan must have seen her thoughts.

He also hated himself for being reborn on this little kid, it was inconvenient to even fall in love, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Time flies like a white horse, and a few days pass in a blink of an eye.

Le Chan leaves, and Zhao Dongting devotes himself to political affairs and implements the New Deal to the end.Those who were dismissed and those who were willing to stay in the army were assigned to each army.

Even some Leizhou soldiers were dismissed by Zhao Dongting.

He has a strict order that those with weak parents and no one to take care of them are not allowed to join the army.

He doesn't want to go militaristic, that's not the way to go.

As for Wan Yanzhang and other Yuan soldiers who surrendered, he had suffered from the mutiny of the Yuan army, and he didn't want to stay any longer, letting them leave on their own.

However, after Su Liuyi issued the order, Wan Yanzhang went to see him outside the Palace of Political Affairs.

Zhao Dongting learned from Su Liuyi that he called out those Yuan troops to mutiny and surrender during the war, and he still had a good impression of the commander of the Jin Kingdom.After slightly pondering, he still announced him into the palace.

Wan Yanzhang kowtowed as soon as he entered the hall, "Subordinate Wan Yanzhang kowtows to the emperor."

Seeing that he claimed to be a general, Zhao Dongting said: "General Wanyan, didn't I tell you to leave? Why did you come to see me?"

Wanyanzhang said: "Wanyanzhang begs the emperor to let me go to Leizhou together! In anticipation of the Northern Expedition!"

Zhao Dongting asked strangely, "You want to kill Yuan?"

Wan Yanzhang smiled wryly: "I was a general of the Jin Kingdom, and the Yuan army destroyed my homeland. I... I was also confused for a while, so I surrendered the Yuan army."

Zhao Dongting said, "You also want to take back your homeland?"

Wanyanzhang knocked down again, "Wanyanzhang is willing to be the emperor's vanguard, and only asks that the emperor will let my Jurchen clan live in the future."

"it is good!"

Zhao Dongting saw that his face did not seem to be fake, and said: "Then you will lead the Yuan army to surrender, and I will designate you as the General of the Yuan Dynasty, and go to Leizhou with me."

In the Southern Song Dynasty, after all, there are still too few generals, and there are only a handful of them. In fact, Zhao Dongting was reluctant to kill this Wan Yanzhang.If he was willing, he would not let him go.

At this time Wanyanzhang took the initiative to surrender, he was naturally happy.

Wanyanzhang also heaved a sigh of relief, "I thank the emperor, Wanyanzhang."

He hadn't experienced this feeling of hope in his heart for a long time. Before fighting with the Yuan army, he was like a walking corpse. Even he himself didn't know who he was fighting for.

Is it the ambition of Kublai Khan, the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty?

But his Wanyanzhang is not Kublai Khan, what he thinks is that his tribe can have a place to recuperate.

Nearly ten days passed.

The Martyrs Temple in front of Song Junshan Palace has been built.

There is a huge stone tablet in front of the temple, on which are densely engraved names, all of which were crossed out from the book, the soldiers who died in battle.

On this day, Zhao Dongting led the three armies to worship in front of the temple.

He stood in front of the army, and behind him were the imperial guards in front of the hall, the guards, the Huanglong imperial army, Wen Tianxiang's Xingguo army, Wan Yanzhang's Yuan Yuan army, and a mighty [-] troops.

These soldiers were lined up neatly, the banners were whistling by the wind, the guards in front were wearing armor, their spears were shining coldly, and they were swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.Whether it is military appearance or momentum, it is far from what it was when he fled hastily before.

Zhao Dongting had already bathed, burned incense and dressed properly, and now he stood in front of the martyr's temple to pay homage respectfully.

The horns hummed incessantly.

The soldiers of the three armies remained motionless and completely silent.

Zhao Dongting tapped a few times, and suddenly said to Li Yuanxiu, "Eunuch Li, use a sword as a brush for me to carve words on this stele."

Li Yuanxiu asked: "What character does the emperor want to engrave?"

Zhao Dongting looked at the stele and said slowly, "The bones of tens of thousands of soldiers of our army are buried here, and some of them have not even left their names. You can engrave 'Song Junshan, Temple of the Martyrs, the dead souls are loyal and brave to heaven's knowledge', I want Let them know that even though they have never left their names in history, their loyalty and achievements are still in Huang Tian's eyes."

Li Yuanxiu nodded, walked to the stone tablet with a solemn expression, and drew his sword.

The sword light danced, the stone chips flew, and in just a few moments, a line of words appeared on the stone tablet.

Song Junshan, the Temple of the Martyrs, the souls of the dead are loyal and brave to God!

Zhao Dongting stared at it for a while, then suddenly turned his head and shouted: "All soldiers, follow my squadron and go to Leizhou!"

All the soldiers shouted in unison, "Here!"

Not long after, many chariots and horses, as well as these soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty, went down the mountain in a mighty manner.

Zhao Dongting personally received hundreds of disabled soldiers at the ferry.

These soldiers were all disabled in the two battles of Quzhou Island. They voluntarily stayed on Quzhou Island to take care of the old palace and martyr temple.

Looking at the hope in their eyes, Zhao Dongting said: "Don't worry, when I regain Lin'an, I will come back to pick you up, and then go to appreciate the prosperity of Lin'an."

Hundreds of disabled soldiers fell to the ground, silent.

Afterwards, tens of thousands of soldiers boarded at this ferry and headed for Leizhou Prefecture Xiliu Ferry.

Hundreds of sea ships are drifting away.

Zhao Dongting stood at the bow of the boat, looked at the vast sea in front of him, and murmured: "This is just the beginning..."

At this moment, he didn't have any selfish desires in his heart, all he had was the determination and hope of recovering the Song Dynasty that those soldiers of the Southern Song Dynasty poured into him.

Because he is the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty.

At the ferry, the hundreds of disabled soldiers watched the fleet go away with tears in their eyes, knelt down and couldn't get up.

Suddenly an old soldier cried and shouted: "Your Majesty, I will wait here for your return!"

The sound spread far away, and gradually dissipated in the sea.

(End of this chapter)