big song poppi

Chapter 540 0537 [It’s really a long-sighted thing! 】

"What's the point of yelling? What happened?"

At this moment, with a scolding, Fu Qi, the chief registrar of Yushan County, walked in.

Meng Wei suppressed his fear and repeated Hong Gouer's words.

"what?"

Fu Qi's reaction was almost exactly the same as his just now.

After regaining his composure, he frowned and said, "The Supreme Emperor is escorted by the Shengjie Army, how can he be reduced to being among the refugees?"

Meng Wei suggested: "Whether it is yes or no, you and I will know as soon as we go out of the city. If it is really the emperor's holy drive, if it is delayed for a long time, it may make the emperor unhappy."

"What Magistrate Meng said is absolutely true."

Fu Qi nodded with deep understanding.

The two people hurriedly left the government office and, surrounded by subordinate officials, walked quickly towards the east city gate.

Outside the East City Gate, there were now crowds of people watching.

"Spread out, spread out!"

After the subordinate officials dispersed the crowd of people, Meng Wei saw a middle-aged man standing at the gate of the city with his hands behind his hands. He had dark skin, a messy face, and was wearing tattered linen clothes.

Although he was in a sorry state, his demeanor was extraordinary and his expression was arrogant.

Meng Wei was only a seventh-grade county magistrate. The last time he met the Supreme Emperor was at the Qionglin Banquet fifteen years ago.

As one of many Jinshi, he once met the Supreme Emperor from a distance at banquets.

After that, he was never seen again.

At that time, Zhao Ji had just ascended the throne for a few years. He was in the prime of his life, wearing a bright red suit, and was extremely suave and elegant.

A sharp contrast to the person in front of him.

Meng Wei glanced at them several times, feeling vaguely similar, but not sure.

Even Meng Wei is like this, let alone Fu Qi, who is the chief bookkeeper.

Fu Qi was born in the third grade, and was given the same background as a Jinshi and was awarded the eighth rank. He was not even qualified to participate in the Qionglin Banquet.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Ji had discovered the two of them. Seeing them standing in the city cave from a distance, he was the first to speak: "You are the magistrate of Yushan County, why don't you pick them up quickly!"

"This……"

Meng Wei and Fu Qi looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know how to respond.

I have never encountered such a thing before, it is an unprecedented first time.

They have been officials for more than ten years, and they have extremely sharp eyesight. Although Zhao Ji's image is true, his demeanor is extraordinary, far beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

As a prince, he learned court etiquette from an early age and was guided by etiquette eunuchs when walking, sitting and lying down.

Over time, these habits have been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and become instinctive.

But the Supreme Emperor suddenly appeared here in an unexpected way, so it was normal to be wary.

Meng Wei took a step forward and asked bravely: "I dare to ask the Supreme Emperor, do you have proof?"

Zhao Ji opened his mouth and asked: "In which year and on which list were you a Jinshi?"

Meng Wei answered truthfully: "Weak minister Meng Wei, in the second year of Daguan High School, one of the top seventeen was awarded the title of Jinshi by birth and the seventh rank."

"In the second year of Daguan... I remembered that the number one scholar that year was Wu Min. Yanfu Palace was newly built. I specially set up a Qionglin Banquet in Yanfu Palace."

Zhao Ji changed his voice and angrily said, "Since you have been to the Qionglin Banquet, why don't you recognize me?"

Meng Wei trembled with fright and hurriedly bowed and said: "I see that I am late, please forgive me."

No more running away, this is the Supreme Emperor.

"Humph!"

Zhao Ji snorted coldly, not bothering to argue with him, and ordered: "Welcome me into the city quickly."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Meng Wei and Fu Qi trotted forward, one to the left and the other to the right, bowing slightly, and welcomed Zhao Ji into the city.

Seeing this scene, the crowd of onlookers suddenly burst into an uproar.

He is really the Supreme Emperor!
Good guy, I'm really smart this time.

It turns out that the Supreme Emperor looks like this. It seems that what he thought was right. Sure enough, the Supreme Emperor is plowing the fields with a golden hoe in the palace.

If not, how could he be as tanned as an old farmer?
As soon as he entered the city, Zhao Ji hurriedly wanted to take a shower and change clothes.

He hadn't taken a proper bath for several days, and his body was almost rotten.

Yushan County is only a middle county, and there is no hotel in the city. Fortunately, there is a foot shop.

Meng Wei immediately emptied the foot shop and arranged for Zhao Ji to move in. In the hall downstairs, waiting for Zhao Ji to bathe and change clothes, Meng Wei and Fu Qi sat opposite each other, looking at each other.

In fact, through these days' newspapers, they already know that the Great Song Dynasty has run out of energy.

So he was ready to surrender to Qi.

As soon as the Qi army arrived, they immediately opened the city and accepted the surrender.

The Qingzhou Morning Post said that officials who voluntarily surrendered could retain their original positions.

Anyway, Qi is also a Han dynasty. Being a county magistrate in Zhao and Song is no different from being a county magistrate in Qi.

Therefore, Meng and Wei both felt at ease.

But who would have thought that the Supreme Emperor would suddenly come...

"How to do?"

Fu Qi glanced in the direction of the stairs and asked in a low voice.

Meng Wei smiled bitterly: "I don't know either."

Fu Qi said meaningfully: "As expected, the Supreme Emperor will definitely go south to Fujian after two days of rest."

"what for?"

Meng Wei didn't react for a while.

"Even Wang Yuan has surrendered to the Qi State, and the two Zhejiang roads cannot be defended. The Supreme Emperor now has no useful people around him. For you and me, this is a God-given opportunity."

Fu Qi's words have two meanings, depending on how you think about them.

Meng Wei couldn't grasp what the other party was thinking, and was about to ask more questions when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

The two immediately fell silent and stood up to greet him.

After washing away all the dirt and putting on a brand new Confucian robe, Zhao Ji finally regained some of his former charm.

It's just that the tanned face will take some time to become fair again.

With the help of the maid, Zhao Ji walked to the hall. He waved his hand and said, "I am hungry. Let's have a banquet."

"Wei Chen takes orders."

Meng Wei bowed in response and immediately ordered the shopkeeper to start a banquet.

Not long after, plates of fruits and wine were brought to the table.

During the banquets in the Song Dynasty, the first course was fruits, followed by various pastries, and then the dishes.

Zhao Ji had eaten so many wild fruits these days. Now that he saw these fruits, his stomach felt sour: "Take all these fruits away and serve them directly."

Meng Wei immediately ordered the waiters to remove the fruits and replace them with plates of dishes.

"Yushan County is poor and has a simple diet. I hope the Emperor will not dislike it."

Meng Wei was about to say a few words, but Zhao Ji had no time to pay attention to him.

He was really hungry, and he didn't care about etiquette. He picked up a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth.

After a while of drinking and eating, Zhao Ji put down his chopsticks, picked up the wine cup, and tasted the wine beautifully.

Tsk!
As the drink entered his mouth, Zhao Ji couldn't help but let out a moan of pleasure.

In the past, such bad wine would never have been able to enter his mouth, but now he only thought it was fairy wine.

Only then did Meng Wei have the opportunity to ask: "I dare to ask the Supreme Emperor, why did he fall into Yushan County?"

Zhao Ji said perfunctorily: "I lost my way with the army, so I hid my identity and came here alone."

There were some things he didn't want to mention because it would undermine his dignity, especially the memory of being kidnapped by rebels and taken to the mountains.

Meng and Wei obviously heard the perfunctory meaning in Zhao Ji's words.

Zhao Ji asked: "By the way, have your Majesty and Tong Guan arrived in Jianzhou?"

Hearing this, Meng Wei and Fu Qi looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Meng Wei asked back: "The Emperor doesn't know?"

Zhao Ji frowned slightly: "What do you know?"

Meng Wei answered truthfully: "This... Your Majesty and all the ministers were captured by the Qi army half a month ago, and Tong Guogong died in the battle."

"what?"

Zhao Ji's hand shook and the wine cup in his hand fell on the table.

After regaining consciousness, he immediately ordered: "Quickly, pass on my decree and order the magistrate of Xinzhou to lead his troops to escort him immediately."

(End of this chapter)