Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 279 Yue Wu’s Mu Sword slashes Qin Hui! (Stop keeping books!)

"Qin Hui, how long is the deadline given by Wanyan Zongbi?!"

The person in charge of the peace negotiations between the Jin Kingdom and the Southern Song Dynasty was Wanyan Zongbi (Jin Wushu). In the peace negotiation, Jin Wushu's attitude and decision could fully represent the gold owner.

After Wanyan Gou lost his temper, his mood gradually stabilized.

No matter how emo you are, life has to go on as usual.

In Wan Yangou's view, he was a very accomplished emperor of the Song Dynasty.

For big things, there must be a plan B.

"The time limit for returning to the official's house ends on New Year's Eve this year, which is still half a month away."

Qin Hui was the intermediary in this Song-Jin peace negotiation and was responsible for all communication matters between the two parties. Naturally, he was the most sensitive to this time limit. Every night before going to bed, he would turn over the almanac and count down the days so that he could sleep peacefully.

"Half a month."

Wan Yangou frowned and paced back and forth.

"Too short, too short."

Then, he stopped and raised his hand.

"so."

"There are three things you two should do immediately."

"First, the disappearance of Yue Fei and the search for Yue Fei must be carried out in secret. No one else, especially the Jin Envoy, must know about it. If any part of this matter is revealed, I will ask you two."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hui and Zhang Jun both paused and nodded quickly.

Once this matter is known to the Jin envoy, the isolation will spread to Jin Wushu's ears, and it will be really uncertain whether the peace treaty can be signed before the New Year.

"Second, Qin Hui, you immediately go to the Yuxi Pavilion (Southern Song Dynasty Kyoto State Guesthouse) to see the Jin envoy in person. You said before that this Jin envoy has an old relationship with you. Now I don't care what method you use to make the Jin Kingdom more prosperous. Give us half a month."

"Third, Zhang Jun, I will give you ten more days to see Yue Fei's indictment."

The arrangement is orderly and clear.

No matter how you look at it, this Wanyan Gou doesn't look like a scammer. At first glance, he looks like a skilled trader hiding behind the scenes.

"According to the order!"

Qin Hui and Zhang Jun both received the order and were about to turn around and go to work.

But the moment the two of them turned around and looked.

A pause in his steps.

Qin Hui and Zhang Jun both frowned, with shock in their eyes.

"Um?!"

Wan Yangou, who was in a state of anger, felt angry again when he saw Qin Hui and Zhang Jun stop working.

Just when he was about to get angry, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because Wanyan Gou also saw it.

Behind Qin Hui and Zhang Jun, three people appeared at some unknown time, quietly, as if they were ghosts.

The first one, Wan Qixi, is the censor Zhongcheng who just took office a few months ago. He is Qin Hui’s number one loyal licker in the court. This person once impeached and framed Yue Fei for four chapters. Now he is the official in charge of Yue Fei’s case. It was Wan Yangou and Qin Hui who planned it, but it was Wan Zhongcheng who actually carried out the process of framing the crime.

The second one, Luo Ruji, was a censor in the imperial court, commonly known as a mad dog. He was the absolute main force in framed and impeached Yue Fei. After the groundless case was over, he continued to frame and impeach Yue Fei's old ministry and officials who had spoken uprightly for Yue Fei. Anyone who had spoken for Yue Fei He would go up and take a bite, belonging to the mad dog running at the front.

The third one, Mrs. Wang, was Qin Hui’s wife and Tong Guangan’s daughter. She was also the bedside lover of Wanyan Zongbi (Jin Wushu), the fourth prince of the Jin Kingdom. In addition to giving Qin Hui a green panic hat, she also framed Qin Hui. Yue Fei made suggestions.

"Madam, why are you here?"

Qin Hui looked at his wife with a horrified expression.

It should be noted that this is the front hall of the imperial palace, the hanging arch hall where the emperor and ministers discuss matters.

According to the etiquette system, even the concubines of the emperor's harem are not qualified to set foot here, let alone Qin Hui's wife.

Moreover, this way of appearing was too shocking. It appeared all of a sudden without any psychological preparation.

"I, I don't know either..."

Wang is nearly forty years old, but her charm remains the same. No wonder Jin Wushu is willing to play a few games with her.

At this moment, she looked at Qin Hui with a confused face. One second she was helping Qin Hui receive gifts in the house, and the next second she appeared in such places.

Wang subconsciously raised her head. The moment she saw Wanyan Gou in imperial robes, and the moment she realized that this was the palace, Wang's whole body suddenly trembled. It was the first time that she slept with Jin Wushu, and faced Jin Wushu. I was never so nervous when I was fighting against the dragon.

And on Wang's side.

Wan Qixi and Luo Ruji were also stunned. They were both drinking tea and fishing in their respective yamen. In an instant, they came to Chui Gong Hall. The moment they saw Wanyan Gou, they fell to their knees in fright.

"you?"

Wanyan Gou frowned slightly, his eyes falling on Wan and Luo.

I was just about to ask where these two things came from.

Phew~!

There seems to be a breeze blowing in this hall.

Qin Hui, his wife Wang Shi, Zhang Jun, Wan Qixi and Luo Ruji, the five people's expressions suddenly changed, and they looked at the position behind Wan Yanju with surprised eyes, especially a female generation like Wang with poor psychological quality. His mouth couldn't be opened or closed, and he was trembling.

"Why are you like this, sir?!"

Seeing these five people looking at him like this, Wanyan Gou's face became angry.

He is the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, not a monkey of the Song Dynasty!

"After, after, after..."

Luo Ruji trembled and spoke, quietly pointing behind Wanyan.

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Wan Yangou subconsciously turned around and looked around.

With just such a glance, his pupils shrank and his body trembled.

Rub rub rub...!

Unable to stop his steps, he stepped back wildly. Qin Hui and Zhang Jun quickly supported him on the left and right.

Scared.

"Father, father, father?"

At this moment, in Wan Yangou's eyes, there were dozens of strangers standing in front of him that he had never seen before, but he knew two of them and were very familiar with them.

Although one of them's face looks swollen.

The first one is his father, Zhao Ji.

At this moment, Wanyan Gou's heart was shattered. He thought to himself, didn't his father go to study in the Kingdom of Jin?

It's summer vacation? How could he suddenly appear here!

Who are these people next to them? Why are you all wearing my Song Dynasty dragon robe? Why are you all looking at me with unfriendly eyes?

And another person.

It was Wanyan Gou who had just said that he was digging deep in the ground to find the person, Yue Fei.

When we meet again, there is no surprise as expected, only fright.

While Wanyan Gou was brainstorming, Song Huizong Zhao Ji's mouth was swollen from being slapped, so his speech was slightly slurred.

"Tired of paper!"

The words trailed off.

Before Wanyan could figure out what his father's words meant, the other six evil spirits from Zhaojiazhuang had already swarmed up and surrounded Wanyan Gou. Without any explanation, he pushed him to the ground and kicked him wildly. .

Judging from the strength, they didn't hold back.

Just because Wan Yangou wanted to lead the Song Dynasty and become his father's son, he deserved to be treated with high standards by these Northern Song emperors.

And on the side.

The immortal master took Lao Zhu, Tang Li Er and Liu Laosan to calmly watch the domestic violence in Zhaojiazhuang.

"Brother, Xiao Zhao didn't hold back this time. With Xiao Zhao's strength, this Zhao Gou may die on the spot."

Lao Zhu looked at the facial facial structure of being beaten up, twice.

I saw.

Wanyan Jiu Mei, who was still groaning after being beaten and trying to cover her vitals with her head in her arms, spat out a mouthful of blood after Zhao Da's kick fell, and then she became completely silent.

Judging from this posture, he was probably half-conscious.

"It doesn't matter."

Ji Boying glanced at the dying Wan Yangou and said lightly.

Whether the Emperor of the Song Dynasty is dead or not has anything to do with Ji Boying. He is the Immortal Master of the Ming Dynasty, not the Immortal Master of the Song Dynasty. There is no need to swipe the country for the Song Dynasty.

What's more, Wan Yangou's beating was purely his own doing. If he founded the country and firmly resisted the Jin Dynasty, and finally fought with the Jin Kingdom across the river to rule, and negotiated a peace out of desperation, even if he did not regain the old land, it would be enough to make history. Leave your name.

Yue Fei, on the other hand, frowned as he looked at Wan Yangou who was being beaten by a group of people.

Obviously, he still didn't want to see his master hate Xixi in front of him, even if the master wanted to frame him and kill him.

The concept of monarch and minister tightly imprisoned Yue Fei.

And this restriction is also the core reason why emperors of all dynasties respected him, praised him, and pursued him.

"Master Immortal, why did you summon these five people?"

Li Er looked at Qin Hui and the other five people with great interest. Except for Qin Hui and Zhang Jun, the other three were all summoned by the immortal master.

As Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, his timeline was before the Song Dynasty, so he was not aware of the saucy practices of later generations.

In later generations, in front of the Yuewang Temple, there were five kneeling bronze statues, which were reviled by thousands of people. These five bronze statues were the five people in front of them, Qin Hui, Wang Shi, Zhang Jun, Wan Qixi, and Luo Ruji.

Qingshan is lucky enough to bury loyal bones and white iron to cast innocent ministers.

"Yue Fei, these five people are the main culprits who harmed you."

"To kill or not to kill."

"The knife is in your hand."

The immortal master finished speaking.

In an instant, in front of Yue Fei, a machete half as tall as a man emerged from the void and floated in the air. This was a co-branded machete exclusively for the Ming Dynasty Machete Team.

Hearing this, I saw a big sword.

Qin Hui and the other five people's pupils shrank sharply, and there was only one word in their hearts: confusion.

They first saw the sudden appearance of more than a dozen dragon-robed men, and then saw the group of dragon-robed men frantically beating the then-emperor Wan Yangou. Then Yue Fei, who had disappeared from the Dali Temple dungeon, appeared, and He also had to carry a half-human machete that he conjured out of nowhere to chop them down!

Yue Fei was born with supernatural power. Everyone in the army and people of the Song Dynasty knew this. Who could stop him? !

'run! ’

This idea suddenly appeared in the minds of the five people.

The fastest among the five was Luo Ruji, the mad dog who had been standing in front. He howled like crazy, turned around and ran towards the outside of the palace. It seemed that he would be safe as long as he ran out of the palace.

However, just as Luo Ruji ran three steps away.

boom!

A gunshot echoed in the Chui Gong Hall, and a bloody hole exploded in the back of Luo Ruji's heart. He threw himself forward and fell down, his eyes widened.

He never imagined until his death that he, a mere insignificant person, with all his virtues and abilities, could experience the power of science and technology that the Song Dynasty did not have in advance.

Next to Ji Boying, Lao Zhu was seen holding a double-barreled short blunderbuss, with steam still rising from the muzzle. This short blunderbuss was killed by Nurhachi last time. To be able to die with the same gun as Taizu Taizu of the Qing Dynasty, this Luo Ruji is really a tribute to his ancestors.

"Whoo~"

Lao Zhu blew on the hot and smoking pipe and glanced at Qin Hui and the others.

"Run, keep running."

hum.

Qin Hui and others looked at Luo Ruji's body lying on the ground next to him, and then at the blunderbuss in Lao Zhu's hand. They didn't dare to run anymore. They all just stood there and showed off.

At this moment, Yue Fei looked at the half-man-high machete floating in front of him, pondered for a moment, raised his hand and grabbed the machete in his hand.

Although he is seriously injured now, with a big knife in his hand, it won't be a big problem to chop these guys in front of him.

Seeing Yue Fei raising his hand to hold the knife, Qin Hui's pupils shrank sharply, took a few steps back, and shouted loudly.

"Brother Pengju, I am not willing to harm you now. It is actually a sacred mandate and it is difficult for me! Please understand my brother Pengju and understand the difficulty of being a brother!"

"You and I are old friends, how could I bear to harm you!"

"Everything I do to you is all ordered by the officials! The heaven and the earth can be used as a guide, and the sun and the moon can be used as a guide!"

At this moment, Qin Hui also saw through it.

Regardless of whether you look at it horizontally or vertically, Wanyan Jiu Mei is most likely completely out of control, so naturally it’s time to pass the blame.

The only thought in Qin Hui's mind now is to seize every opportunity he can, run out of the Chui Gong Palace, and then rush to the Jin Envoy as quickly as possible. No matter what method he uses, he must return to the Jin Kingdom with the Jin Envoy's father. I can no longer stay in this realm of Song Dynasty.

"Qin...!"

Wanyan Gou was already in a coma, being pushed to the ground and beaten wildly by his ancestors.

At this moment, when he heard Qin Hui's blaming words, he opened his eyes angrily and wanted to scold him angrily. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the soles of Emperor Taishan's shoes had already covered it.

"Old friend."

Yue Fei looked at Qin Hui, and listening to what Qin Hui said, scenes from the past emerged in his mind.

indeed.

As Qin Hui said, there was once a friendship between the two, but this friendship has long since disappeared in the struggle for power and interests, and what remains is even more ironic.

In the picture given by the immortal master, Yue Fei saw his final outcome with his own eyes. After being sentenced for unwarranted charges, and under the instruction of Qin Hui, he was hit in the chest with a sledgehammer, and each blow hit him every step of the way. One of his ribs was broken, and he died miserably.

Step by step.

Yue Fei walked towards Qin Hui with a machete in hand. Every time he got closer, Qin Hui retreated one step.

Everyone in the world knows that Yue Shuai is born with supernatural powers. On the battlefield, he can tear the enemy's body with both hands, not to mention that he now has a machete half a man tall in his hand.

"I, I, I can't die, you can't kill me!"

"Yue Fei, I, Qin Hui, am the ambassador of friendship between the Song and Jin Dynasties and the bridge between the Song and Jin Dynasties. If I die today, the war between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty will definitely be endless and the war between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty will be endless and the lives will be devastated!"

"For the world! For the common people! For the common people, you can't..."

Qin Hui opened his eyes wide, but his words stopped abruptly at this point.

Because Yue Fei had already drawn his sword. The half-man-high machete in his hand was as fast as lightning, slashing with precision from top to bottom.

Bang, bang.

Qin Hui's flesh and blood body was completely cut in half from the top of his head to his body under Yue Fei's precise sword. One left and one right fell to the ground in two halves, and the blood that gushed out formed a pool of blood. .

"Ahhhhh!!"

When Wang next to her saw this tragic scene, she jumped up and down in fright. Then her vision went black, she rolled her eyes and fainted.

Looking at Zhang Jun and Wan Qixi, the only ones left among the five, they saw Yue Fei slashing Qin Hui with his own eyes. The pungent smell of blood rushed into their nostrils, and their faces turned pale.

Wan Qixi plopped down on the ground, his whole body trembling and couldn't help but kowtow to Yue Fei.

In fact, the man surnamed Wan actually had no quarrel with Yue Fei, let alone any enmity. It was all because he wanted to ascend to power and figured out that Emperor Wan Yangou and Prime Minister Qin Hui wanted to take advantage of Yue Fei and needed a pawn. Therefore, Willing to be the executioner.

To put it bluntly, a speculator.

As for Zhang Jun.

This general, who was listed as one of the four generals of the Zhongxing Dynasty in the Song Dynasty and who was once as determined as Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and others, was actually just a fagot. As the nominal highest military officer in the Southern Song Dynasty, he not only had no bottom line. He knelt down and licked Qin Hui blindly, and even took the initiative to force the Yue family's military general to give false testimony to frame Yue Fei.

Yue Fei just glanced at Zhang Jun, who was a military general but already had a fat belly.

He didn't even bother to take action against such a young man who acted according to the circumstances. Killing him would only dirty his own hands.

And it was at this time.

Wanyan Gou, who had been beaten hard by the ancestors of the Zhao family, was picked up by Zhao Da with one hand like a chicken.

From the corner of his eye, Zhao Da glanced indifferently at Zhang Jun, who was still standing.

Just this look made Zhang Jun, a former general who was galloping on the battlefield, so frightened that his heart trembled, his legs were trembling violently, and he couldn't even stand firmly.

"Lead the way to the palace."

After all, this is the Little Palace of the Southern Song Dynasty, not the palace city of Bianjing. Of course Zhao Da doesn't know the way.

One word comes out.

Zhang Jun was almost in a state of paralysis. He turned around numbly and led the way tremblingly.

"You, carry his body."

When passing by the kneeling Wan Qixi, Zhao Da said an indifferent word, which frightened Wan Qixi who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to the point of incontinence. He kowtowed repeatedly, then got up tremblingly, and held back. Feeling sick, he carried Qin Hui's body, which had been split in half, onto his shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right, and followed the Zhao people.

From this point of view, the man named Wan has obviously been trained, otherwise a person weighing more than 100 kilograms would be able to carry it no matter what.

That's it.

Zhao Da carried Wanyan Gou in one hand, led Zhao Er and the Zhaojiazhuang group, and left the Chui Gong Hall and went to the Chao Hall where the meeting was held.

With such a large number of people walking out of Chui Gong Hall in a furious manner, especially the emperor Wanyangou who was covered in blood and being carried like this by Zhao Da, plus Qin Hui's body that was cut in half, the eunuch When the palace maids saw this, they were all so frightened that their legs went weak and they knelt down.

In an instant, the news spread wildly, and the entire Ouchi Imperial Palace was in complete chaos.

It was also at this time.

There is the sound of the morning bell.

The Imperial Palace of the Southern Song Dynasty was just that big and small, and the newly established offices were scattered around the palace. Once the bell rang, everyone could be summoned within half an hour. It was simple, convenient and fast.

As the court bell rang, the Southern Song Dynasty courtiers went to the palace full of doubts, such as Han Shizhong, who had been drinking tea in the Privy Council for more than half a year.

But most of these people had the idea that the emperor might announce the outcome of Yue Fei's treatment.

After all, in the past few months, there has been only one key word in the Southern Song Dynasty: Yue Fei.

At this time, in the Chui Gong Hall.

As Zhao Da left with Zhaojiazhuang and others, only Ji Boying, Lao Zhu, Li Er and Liu Laosan were left in the palace. Yue Fei, as a Song Dynasty native, naturally followed Zhao Da to the imperial palace.

"Brother, how do we feel that the Southern Song Dynasty in this time and space is about to revive?"

Lao Zhu finished his words.

A figure hurriedly rushed into the Chui Gong Hall.

It was a handsome young man who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old. He was dressed in a royal brocade robe and exuded an elegant and heroic demeanor. The first impression he gave was that of a heroic king.

"Who are you?!"

When the young man saw the people in Chui Gong Hall and the blood on the ground, he frowned and shouted loudly.

‘Song Xiaozong, Zhao Xin. ’

Ji Boying glanced at the young man who had crossed the threshold, and a name automatically appeared in his mind.

Emperor Xiaozong of the Song Dynasty, Zhao He, was recognized by later generations as the most promising and sage king of the Southern Song Dynasty, and was even known as "the first of all the emperors in the Southern Song Dynasty".

Unfortunately.

During the reign of Zhao Min, the Shaoxing Peace Conference had lasted for decades. The foundation of the Jin Kingdom in the north had been stabilized. The Southern Song Dynasty had already missed the best opportunity for the Northern Expedition. In addition, the domestic generals were withering. With a veteran like Zhang Jun supporting the situation, when the Northern Expedition failed in the end, he was attacked by the fattened North Korea-China peace faction. In desperation, he had no choice but to accept peace talks with Jin again.

"Brother, this boy should be Song Xiaozong in his youth."

Lao Zhu looked at the young man who entered the palace with a bit of envy in his eyes.

It turned out to be someone else's child.

If it weren't for the wrong timing, if it weren't for the imperial court leader and faction being too fattened up by Wanyan Gou, if it wasn't for Wanyan Gou, the supreme emperor, who wanted to die, if it wasn't for the soldiers who fought in hundreds of battles in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty were all demobilized, if it wasn't for killing The batch of veteran generals who came out were basically withered away.

Let's make a bold assumption. If Zhao Jun ascends the throne when the military strength is at its peak in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the entire country supports Yue Fei and Han Shizhong's Northern Expedition, then even a loser like Zhang Jun will fight with all his strength.

Perhaps under the rule of Song Xiaozong, the Southern Song Dynasty could really cross the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and reshape the unification of the Song Dynasty.

At the worst, we can take back the old capital.

"Ah."

Ji Boying nodded slightly.

"I wonder if our southern Ming Dynasty has such a difficult-to-appease monarch."

Ji Boying didn't know how to answer Lao Zhu's sudden words.

Nanming…

Not to mention the emergence of a Zhao Hao, the emergence of a smart Zhao Gou is just like smoke rising from the grave of your old Zhu family.

"gone."

Looking at Zhao Xin who showed cautious eyes, Ji Boying took a thought and disappeared from the place with Lao Zhu, Li Er and Liu San in an instant.

This Chui Gong Hall is not lively to see, so you have to go to another place to eat melons.

'Disappeared? ! ’

Zhao Min, who rushed into the Chui Gong Hall, looked at the empty hall with a confused look on his face.

of course.

Zhao Hao has not yet changed his name, and is still called Zhao Yuan. He will not change his name to Hao until he is officially registered as the crown prince.

Zhao Hao, the seventh grandson of Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, was adopted by Wan Yangou at the age of five and raised in the palace. He has just turned fifteen and is still living in the palace. He will not leave the palace until next year when he is granted the title of Pu'an County Prince. .

As soon as he heard that something happened in Chui Gong Hall, he rushed over quickly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"Courtier, the courtier has entered the palace!"

The attendant ran up slowly, breathing heavily.

"Daqing Hall."

Zhao Min murmured, then without any hesitation, turned around and rushed out of Chui Gong Hall, heading straight for Daqing Hall.

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