big song poppi

Chapter 526 0523 [Zhao Ji’s Fantasy Journey]

Zhang Yi and his subordinate Qizhou Army marched on the official road with great vigor and high spirits.

Although he fought fiercely for most of the night and traveled half of the night, he was still in high spirits, energetic and fierce.

You have made a great contribution, you have made a great contribution!

Killing Tong Guan and capturing the pseudo-Song emperor alive is a huge achievement.

With the support of his personal guards, Wang Yan went down from the tower and came outside the city to greet him.

"Fortunately, the general will live up to his destiny!"

Zhang Yi clasped his hands into fists and couldn't contain his excitement in his tone.

Wang Yan was also very excited, patting him on the shoulder and praising him: "This time you are the best!"

Zhang Yi said humbly: "It's all thanks to General Wang's military skills. His subordinates dare not take credit."

In fact, it does.

Wang Yan's plan was very clever, otherwise he would not be able to capture Xi'an County with only a thousand men, let alone capture the fake Song Emperor alive.

It can only be said that he knows the character of Tong Guan and Zhao Ji very well.

Wang Yan laughed loudly and said: "All officers and men have made great contributions!"

"General Wang, this is Tong Guan's body."

Zhang Yi pointed at the corpse filled with arrows and introduced.

Wang Yan just looked at it for a few times, and after confirming his identity, he moved his gaze to the dragon chariot.

He stepped forward and opened the brocade curtain. When he saw that Zhao Kai was the only one in the dragon chariot, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Where is Zhao Ji?"

Zhang Yi replied: "I was not in the dragon chariot last night. Maybe I escaped with Xin Xingzong."

"Hi!"

Wang Yan slapped his thigh and said with anger on his face: "You let a bird like Zhao Ji run away, and you failed!"

Zhang Yi on the side said doubtfully: "Zhao Ji has abdicated long ago, and now the emperor of the Puppet Song Dynasty is King Yun Zhao Kai. Is General Wang exaggerating?"

"You do not understand."

Wang Yan sighed and explained: "Zhao Kai is just a puppet who was pushed onto the stage. Zhao Ji is the real controller of the Puppet Song Dynasty. If he is not captured alive, the war will not end completely."

"I see."

Zhang Yi looked disappointed.

Seeing this, Wang Yan comforted him and said, "But you don't have to be discouraged. Even if Zhao Ji is not captured alive, shooting Tong Guan and capturing Zhao Kai and a group of pseudo-Song officials alive is still a great achievement."

After returning to the county town, Wang Yan immediately wrote a battle report and reported the war in Xi'an County to the commander-in-chief Yue Fei.

This battle is of great significance. After Quzhou is captured, they can attack with the navy in Hangzhou and seize the two Zhejiang roads.

Later, he recruited southerners to form an inland navy and attacked Fujian, where Zhao Ji fled.

……

Wang Yan thought that Zhao Ji fled to Fujian with Xin Xingzong, but he did not know that Zhao Ji was still in Quzhou at this moment.

Under the sun.

Zhao Ji supported a wooden stick and limped along the official road.

After escaping from the city last night, Zhao Ji didn't know where to run, so he followed a group of people.

Later, after asking around, I learned that they were fleeing to Jiangshan County.

Jiangshan County is to the south of Quzhou and borders Jianzhou on Fujian Road, which is exactly what Zhao Ji wants.

When he arrived in Jiangshan County, he revealed his identity and asked the local magistrate to send someone to escort him to Fujian.

May in the south is already very hot.

When the sun shines, the entire land becomes like a steamer.

Zhao Ji wiped the sweat off his face, gritted his teeth and followed the fleeing people.

In the wilderness, wild animals are rampant, especially in Quzhou, where there was a tiger problem in the past few years.

At its worst, tigers would roam the official roads in groups during the day, and even break into the county town, killing cattle, sheep and other livestock.

Once you fall out of line, you will most likely lose your life.

Fortunately, there were many women and children among the fleeing people, and Zhao Ji could barely keep up as they were not traveling very fast.

Walking next to Zhao Ji was a family of three.

Judging from his clothes, it is clear that he comes from a wealthy family. The man is about thirty years old, wearing a Confucian robe, and from time to time he lifts up his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Although Zhao Ji was wearing coarse linen clothes and had a miserable face, his exposed neck and hands were white, tender and slender. At first glance, he could tell that he was from a wealthy family, and his whole person exuded an aura of nobility. The man asked curiously: "This friend He looks a bit unfamiliar, as if he is not from Quzhou.”

Friends is a term used by scholars in the Song Dynasty.

Hearing the mandarin spoken by the other party, Zhao Ji cupped his hands and said with a wry smile: "To be honest with my friends, my name is Song Duan, and I am from Jinling. I went south this time to avoid the disaster of the war, and secondly, I went to study at Songxi Academy. I never thought that it would be the same. Didn’t escape the military disaster.”

"I see."

The man looked surprised.

Zhao Ji asked: "I haven't asked my friend's name yet."

The journey was boring, and it was rare to meet a scholar who could speak Mandarin, so he started chatting.

The man introduced himself: "I don't know what the name is. My surname is Lu He, and my courtesy name is Daoqing. This is Zhuojing Rao." Zhao Ji smiled and nodded at Lu Rao, which was considered a greeting.

Lu He was obviously bored, so he asked casually: "I wonder which meridian my friend is treating?"

Zhao Ji replied: "What I am studying is the Book of Changes."

In ancient times, the Four Books and the Five Classics were compulsory to learn, equivalent to the language of later generations.

The Five Classics are more complex and vast. It is difficult for one person to master them all, so they often focus on one classic.

"What a coincidence, I am also studying the Book of Changes."

Lu He was slightly happy and immediately asked Zhao Ji for advice.

Originally, Zhao Ji was prepared to deal with it, but as they chatted, he discovered that this person was extremely knowledgeable, and his interpretation of the "Book of Changes" was insightful and thought-provoking.

Although Zhao Ji is not the material to be an emperor, his knowledge is not bad.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but ask: "Does Brother Daoqing have any fame?"

"Nothing."

Lu He shook his head.

Zhao Ji became even more puzzled: "With Brother Daoqing's talent, it is easy to get into the imperial examination and become an official. Why not take the exam to obtain a meritorious title?"

Lu He replied: "I am not a wise king now, and traitors are running rampant in the court. If I am an upright person, I will not be able to gain favor even if I become an official. It is better to study at home and teach my young son."

These words made Zhao Ji blush.

Fortunately, his face was stained with a lot of dust, which was stuck together with sweat. It was so dirty that it was difficult to see his face clearly.

Zhao Ji tried hard to defend himself: "I think you are a virtuous king now. He has regained Yanyun's homeland externally, and moralized all people internally, so that the people of the world can live and work in peace and contentment."

Lu He glanced at him with a strange look, raised his eyebrows and said: "Since the official ascended the throne, there have been frequent riots. There were Fang La in front of him, Yang Yao in the back, and there were also father and son named Zhu in Shu, Gao Tuoshan, Zhang Wanxian, Zhang There are countless people like Di, how can we talk about living in peace and contentment? Isn’t it because the emperor of Qi was forced to fight against the Song Dynasty? Otherwise, how could the Song Dynasty be driven south. "

Zhao Ji said calmly: "This... these are all done by corrupt officials in the court. The officials were temporarily deceived by the traitors."

Lu He retorted: "Cai Jing has returned to the throne several times. How can he be prevaricated by just deceiving him? Zhang Dun once said that King Duan was frivolous and could not rule the world. Now it seems that this statement is true."

Zhao Ji was speechless.

Seeing this, Lu He also remained silent.

For a while, the atmosphere was a bit silent and awkward.

After walking for a while, it was noon and a dense forest appeared in front of us. The fleeing people walked into the dense forest to rest.

Zhao Ji leaned on a wooden stick and walked to a shaded area under a tree and sat down with difficulty.

I lifted up my trouser leg and found that my left knee was bruised and swollen. I touched it lightly with my hand and felt excruciating pain.

Lu He on the side saw him and said enthusiastically: "Brother Song is injured?"

Zhao Ji said: "Last night there was a lot of chaos and I fell down."

Lu He said seriously: "It is said in the medical scriptures that unblocking the tendons and blood vessels will relax the blood vessels. Brother Song's knee was injured and blocked by blood congestion. It needs to be rubbed open as soon as possible to make the tendons and blood vessels unblocked. It is so quick."

"Brother Daoqing is really knowledgeable."

Zhao Ji immediately reached out and rubbed his knees.

It's just that he was a spoiled child, and the slightest touch on his knee caused severe pain, so he gave up before even rubbing it twice.

Lu He was a little dumbfounded, and he was even more certain that Zhao Ji was the young master of a wealthy family, so he simply stepped forward and knelt down to help.

"Brother Song, please bear with it!"

After saying that, Lu He reached out and rubbed his knee.

Zhao Ji grimaced in pain and sucked in cold air.

After rubbing it for a while, Lu He let go and said, "Okay."

"Thank you, Brother Daoqing."

Zhao Ji cupped his hands and thanked him.

Not to mention, after this period of rubbing, his knees felt a little better. Zhao Ji opened the cloth bag, took out a piece of cake and bit it.

"Pooh!"

As soon as the cooking cake entered his mouth, he spat it out.

It's cold, dry, and hard. Is this something people can eat?

Zhao Ji was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and such coarse cooking cakes were really hard to swallow.

However, the current situation was special and he was very hungry, so he had to endure it and continue eating.

Seeing Lu He's youngest son eagerly looking at the cooking cakes in his hand, Zhao Ji handed over the three cooking cakes as a way of thanking Lu He for his help.

Lu He hurriedly excused himself: "Brother Song is too polite. How could this happen?"

"It's okay, just a few cakes."

Zhao Ji forced the cake into Lu He's arms.

"In that case, thank you very much, Brother Song."

Lu He didn't show any pretense, and the family of three ate the cooking cakes.

(End of this chapter)