In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 585 Father, are you still a human being?
There is now a huge contradiction between Zhao and Rui's Song Dynasty.

That is, he wanted to abolish hereditary succession, which created conflicts with the meritorious generals.

When Zhao Yurui seized power, he defeated all political opponents who opposed him and gradually abolished the hereditary nobility, all for the purpose of saving money.

But later on, this matter had to be continued. Except for his important confidants Meng Gong, Wang Jian, and the young men in the royal palace who received preferential treatment and could also inherit the title, the treatment for the rest became increasingly strict.

In the past ten years, every official position has to be tested.

Is this fair?

It's obviously unfair.

This is the voice of all generals.

We are fighting for your majesty on the front lines, while others are studying at home, taking exams and becoming officials? My son is going home to farm? Are you kidding me?
We are going to let others inherit the kingdom we built? Are you kidding me?
Before that, the Song Dynasty was in its heyday, and Zhao Yurui was also very prestigious. He was called the greatest emperor of all time, and the court asked him to be enthroned on Mount Tai no less than ten times.

As there were no wars in the Song Dynasty in the past decade or so, Zhao Yurui rarely participated in state affairs. In addition, as he grew older, his prestige gradually declined.

Today, Qin Zhonghu simply said what everyone wanted to say but didn't dare to say, and it immediately resonated with everyone.

The scene was filled with indignation and people were almost ready to rise up in rebellion.

But Qin Zhonghu also avoided the main point and deliberately did not say some things.

For example, Song Xiande's eldest son and second son both received special treatment from the court, one as a military officer and the other as a civil official, which was considered a reward for their decades of military service.

When Qin Zhonghu talked about Song Xiande's third son, he was deliberately making excuses.

But some of the Song Dynasty generals present also had similar experiences.

Even if the sons become officials, what about their grandchildren?
If this pattern continues, their grandchildren will surely be doomed. You cannot avoid taking exams.

And sit and watch the three most promising princes.

If Zhao Qi came to power, he would definitely follow his father's instructions.

It’s hard to say about Zhao Xie, but after he comes to power, they, the Zhao Yi people, will definitely be doomed.

So no matter what, we must not let the two people in front come up.

The generals were very excited that day and they all talked about how they wanted to start the war immediately.

But Zhao Yi was very calm. As long as his father was still alive, who would dare to start a rebellion?

Whether those present can bring out their own troops is an issue.

All he wanted was a fuse to ignite their hearts.

"Alright, I can pretend I didn't hear anything about what happened today. When you go back, be careful. I have my own ideas. Just do your job well."

He said a few words casually and sent everyone away, leaving only Song Xiande and Qin Zhonghu.

It turned out that he was the one who secretly instructed Song Xiande's opening remarks today.

"Your Majesty, what should we do next?" Song Xiande asked.

"Wait." Zhao Yi raised his head slowly and sighed, "Don't place a bet until the last moment."

Some bets, once lost, can put people in an irretrievable situation.

The two didn't know what they were waiting for, but when they followed Zhao Yi's gaze, it seemed that he was looking towards Yanjing, the capital of the Song Dynasty.
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Time flew quickly towards Yanjing City.

On March 18th, the clock struck seven in the evening.

There was a surge of people in the Imperial City, and important officials from the Imperial City Division were changing shifts.

Hu Qingshan held a knife in his hand and looked seriously at the Fengtian Hall not far away.

Hu Qingshan is the son of Quan Baochang, who married the mother of Hu Song, a eunuch close to Zhao Yurui. At that time, Zhao Yurui also wanted to win over Hu Song.

Hu Qingshan and Quan Yong are half-brothers and both share Hu Song's surname, Hu, to continue the Hu family's lineage.

Zhao Yurui's uncle Quan Baozhang passed away five years ago, and Hu Qingshan worked in the Imperial City Department until he became an official.

The official in charge of the Imperial City Administration was in charge of five commanders. According to the organization of 500 people in each commander of the Song army's field army, he was equivalent to the chief officer of 2,500 people.

There are only two officials in the Imperial City Bureau, and they are considered the most important generals in the Imperial City’s Forbidden Army.

Hu Qingshan is a relative of Zhao Yurui and also a trusted general.

Huahuahua, at this time a team of armored soldiers came behind Hu Qingshan.

Hu Qingshan looked into the distance and said in a deep voice: "Fengtian Palace is an important place in the imperial city. You must guard the palace well and remember not to take it lightly."

"Yes!" the soldiers responded loudly.

Then Hu Qingshan led this team of armored soldiers to the Fengtian Hall.

There was already a team of armored soldiers in the hall, about twelve people, including a sergeant, a deputy sergeant, and ten sergeants.

The twelve people were divided into two teams. The sergeant led one team to stand under the plaque of the Fengtian Hall, and the deputy sergeant led five people to patrol in circles inside and outside the Fengtian Hall. The two teams changed every half an hour.

The entire team changes every four hours.

"Greetings to Mr. Hu." Seeing that Hu Qingshan was leading the team personally, the leading sergeant hurried forward to pay his respects.

Hu Qingshan's team stepped forward to take over, and the two sides exchanged waist badges. The sergeant brought by Hu Qingshan handed over a waist badge with the time engraved on it.

It is now seven o'clock in the evening, and it is engraved with seven o'clock.

Proves that this is a rotation of their troops.

The other side took their badges and turned around and left in formation.

"Cao Xiong."

"exist."

"Your team will be on guard, Yan Feng will be on patrol."

promise.

The twelve people at the scene were divided into two, six stood under the plaque, and six began to patrol.

While they were patrolling.

The Imperial City Administration headquarters was hundreds of steps away from them.

"Oh, my stomach hurts so much."

"I went and pulled again, and again."

Four soldiers from the Imperial City Division covered their stomachs and ran to the toilet at the back.

These people have already defecated several times and are exhausted.

One of them ran to the door and met a conductor coming in.

Bang, the two of them collided.

The commander saw him and didn't pay attention at first, then suddenly remembered something and said, "Stop."

"Commander Xu, wait a minute. I have diarrhea."

"Damn it, aren't you on duty at 7 o'clock today?"

"Oh, I have a stomachache. Let's talk about it later. Let's talk about it later." The man covered his stomach and ran away.

Xu Sheng strode into the yard. There were two rooms with dim lights in the yard. He pushed open the door and saw Deputy Commander Liu Youwei reading a book with a kerosene lamp.

"Commander Xu, you're here so late?" Liu Youwei quickly stood up.

"What's going on? Isn't Li Bo on duty at 7pm in Fengtian Hall?"

"It seems the food tonight is not very good. Three brothers have diarrhea."

"Are they all from Cao Xiong's team?"

"Yes."

Xu Sheng's expression changed slightly: "Did you change people?"

"Changed, changed three brothers for tomorrow."

"Why didn't you report to me?" Xu Sheng was furious. According to the rules of the Imperial City Bureau, shift changes and personnel changes must be reported in advance.

"Officer Hu happened to be here. I was planning to report this to you, but Office Hu happened to pass by and he took care of this matter?"

Seven o'clock in the evening? What is Hu Ganban doing?
Xu Sheng stood there and thought for a while, realizing that the Fengtian Hall was a very important place, and the emperor's edict was said to be behind the plaque in the hall.

But Cao Xiong's team had twelve people, and three of them were replaced?
There were only six people standing under the sign? Only three of them were his own people?
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Fengtian Temple.

Cao Xiong stood there with a knife in his hand, expressionless.

The Song army was full of guns, but the Imperial City Division usually carried knives in the Imperial City. "Not good." A sergeant beside him suddenly shouted.

"?" Everyone looked at him.

"Sorry, boss, I need to pee." The man said with a bitter face.

"Damn it, I told you to drink less water, who told you to drink so much?" Cao Xiong cursed.

The man didn't dare to say anything, thinking, you were the one who kept asking me to eat, brought so many fruits, and drank so much water, how can I not pee?
"Go away, come back quickly." Cao Xiong waved his hand.

"Okay." The man quickly turned around and ran towards the Fengtian Palace.

At this time, there were four people around Cao Xiong.

The five people looked at each other, and everyone's face showed excitement and even fear.

"Shh." Cao Xiong suddenly moved his mouth.

One of them nodded, ran quickly towards the direction of the person who had just urinated, and then disappeared into the night.

Cao Xiong quickly retreated into the Fengtian Hall and looked up at the horizontal pillar.

He took out a long rope from his arms with a hook on it. The hook was specially made, and he circled and tried to throw it up.

Bang, he didn’t hook it the first time. Cao Xiong’s forehead was slightly sweaty and his expression became nervous.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, bang, it still didn’t hook the second time.

Damn it, Cao Xiong cursed in his heart, I was practicing well at home before, why is it that I can’t do it now?

The Fengtian Hall was built before the capital was moved. When it was built, craftsmen had already left a gap on it, waiting for the current hook to be put in.

If Zhao Yurui were here, they would never have imagined that someone had already made preparations in the Fengtian Hall more than ten or twenty years ago.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, Cao Xiong swung it up for the third time.

Beep, still no hook.

At this time he was sweating profusely and looked very nervous.

"Who?" Just then, someone outside shouted.

"Damn it." Cao Xiong quickly put it away, stuffed it into his arms, and walked out.

Huahuahua, in the distance a group of armored soldiers holding oil lamps are jogging towards this side.

He looked to the other side in panic, and the soldier who had just run away also came back and stood in his original position, with a panicked expression on his face as well.

"Keep calm and take a deep breath." Cao Xiong whispered.

He took a few steps forward and said, "Stop, this is Fengtian Palace? No one is allowed to enter without permission."

"I am Xu Sheng." Xu Sheng led a team of armored soldiers to the palace.

Cao Xiong secretly cried out in dismay.

"Commander Xu." Cao Xiong hurried forward to pay his respects.

Xu Sheng looked Cao Xiong up and down, and always felt that there was something wrong with Cao Xiong.

Cao Xiong was very panicked, but he knew the situation was extremely dangerous, so he remained calm on the surface.

Then he asked Xu Sheng: "Commander Xu, why are you bringing troops here so late at night?" Isn't that against the rules?

Xu Sheng glanced at him for a few seconds, then looked at the soldiers in the hall: "Where is the other person?"

"Peng Gao went to the bathroom and said he drank too much water." Cao Xiong said.

"Go and call him over." Xu Sheng said immediately.

The toilet should be a bit far away. After a while, Peng Gao came back jogging.

He was very scared and kept explaining that he just drank the water.

"How long have you been gone?" Xu Sheng asked.

"Two-three-five minutes or so--" Peng Gao said with a bitter face: "The toilet is far away, and the little ones have to run back and forth."

The more Xu Sheng thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Three people were suffering from diarrhea, and someone was missing.

What does Cao Xiong want to do?
Xu Sheng was just about to ask these soldiers more questions.

Suddenly someone came over from a distance.

"Who?" Both parties turned around at the same time.

"What are you doing? Do you want to rebel? Why are there so many people in the Fengtian Hall so late at night?" Hu Qingshan strode over with two followers.

Xu Sheng wanted to say something but stopped himself. Thinking about the fact that Hu Qingshan had just met Liu Youwei, he felt something was even more wrong.

"Back to Hu Gan's office. Someone had diarrhea tonight, but the shift change did not report it to me. I think this is against the rules?"

"I was present at the time and made the decision. If there are any problems, I will take full responsibility."

"That's perfect." Xu Sheng thought to himself. He would definitely report this to the supervisors and advisers later.

However, Quan Kang, the director of the Imperial City Department, has gone out with His Majesty, so we can only wait until he comes back.

Currently, there are only two supervisors in the Imperial City Office who are higher than Hu Qingshan.

Xu Sheng quickly left with his men.

Hu Qingshan glanced at Cao Xiong, and Cao Xiong silently shook his head at him.

Damn it, Hu Qingshan cursed in his heart, knowing that he had failed.

This opportunity will only come once, and there will never be a second time.

If someone else has diarrhea and goes to urinate, it definitely doesn’t make sense.

Early the next morning, Hu Qingshan came out of the imperial city and returned home with a heavy heart.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly turned his horse around and headed toward another street.

There is a new telegraph office of the Song Dynasty here. The Song Dynasty Telegraph Office has several telegraph stations in the capital.

Among them, several are for civilian use, distributed around Yanjing. There is one in the imperial city, and one on the east and west sides of the imperial city. These are all for official use.

Hu Qingshan came to a civilian telegraph office.

Of course, the telegraph office is a civilian office and all the people inside are official.

"Hu Bangan." A person in charge, wearing the uniform of a seventh-rank civil servant, received him with a smile.

The two exchanged glances and quickly turned around and went upstairs together.

There was a secluded room upstairs, and the man was standing at the door, watching the stairs in case anyone came up.

Then he turned and whispered, "How was it? Did you see it?"

Hu Qingshan didn't sleep all night last night and thought about it thousands of times on the way here.

No flaws were revealed tonight, but three people had diarrhea and had to urinate one after another. Once reported by Xu Sheng, it might be hidden from others, but it would most likely not be hidden from Emperor Zhao Yurui.

Once Zhao Yurui wants to conduct a thorough investigation, even if he and Cao Xiong can handle it, the others will not be able to.

Damn it, you bastard Xu Sheng, minding your own business.

He cursed Xu Sheng in his heart, thought about it, and finally said in a deep voice: "I see."

"Whose edict is it?" the man asked in surprise.
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"Swish!" Zhao Yi from Pingcheng swept away the tea set on the table, his face flushed.

Qin Zhonghu and Song Xiande stood below silently, with expressions of shame and anger on their faces.

Zhao Yi is not in the imperial edict?
If the emperor wants to move the capital and appoint a crown prince, he must inevitably cut off other people.

I'm going to retire? Song Xiande's face was full of reluctance.

I have fought in hundreds of battles and risked my life for the Song Dynasty for so many years, but with just one imperial edict, I can retire and go home to farm.

I'm really unhappy.

There were only three of them in the room. The two of them didn't dare to speak. Zhao Yi stared at a map on the wall with a flushed face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Father, oh father, from childhood to adulthood, I have always been learning from you, and everyone in the world thinks that I am most like you.

Why am I not the prince?
I am the son who looks most like you, right?

You, you, if your grandfather Qin hadn't helped you back then, where would you have gotten the money to train soldiers, build cannons, and win over people's hearts?
Do you still have a conscience?
Whether it's Xie or Jia, or any other concubine, which one of them isn't a vase?
Back then, you were just the powerless Prince Yi, and my mother was a child less than ten years old. Yet, my grandfather fell in love with you at first sight and married my mother to you?

Is this how you treat grandpa and me?
Are you still not human?

(End of this chapter)