The Jin army besieged the city, and the Song emperor’s daughter died

Chapter 1 Rule the world (1)

The 22th day of the twelfth lunar month in the seventh year of Xuanhe.

night!
Boundless darkness has enveloped the entire city of Kaifeng. The old cars and BMWs and the brightly lit night scene of Kaifeng no longer exist these days.

There is only darkness, endless darkness!

Because the people in Kaifeng City now know: Ten days later, the Jin army will besiege the city!

If the city of Kaifeng is destroyed, what awaits them will be bloody massacres and humiliating torture. No one is in the mood to live in peace for a long time. Fear and worry have filled the entire city of Kaifeng!

In a Zen room in Daxiangguo Temple, the candlelight is as bright as a bean.

A beautiful woman with eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like the waves of autumn water is sitting on the futon, neither happy nor sad, extremely calm.

Sitting opposite her was a young monk with a shaved head, with a heroic look between his brows!

"Your Highness, you have counted me out again this time! Lu Zhi admires me!" The young monk did not put his hands together, but raised his fists and saluted, full of charlatanism!

The woman called "Your Highness" is none other than Zhao Fujin, the Maode Emperor who was hailed by later generations as the most beautiful woman in the Song Dynasty, the best gene of the Zhao family, the most painful death, and the most difficult to reconcile her feelings!

Zhao Fujin raised his eyes slightly and glanced with his beautiful eyes: "Ten days later, if the barbarians of the Jin Kingdom really capture Kaifeng City, what will you do?"

"Protect the country with your own body! Never live in vain!"

"Whose country?"

No need to ask, of course it is the country of the Zhao family, the country of the official family!
Zhao Fujin was obviously very dissatisfied. He snorted coldly and cursed in his heart: "With this realization, you deserve to piss yourself to death in the end!"

Zhao Fujin originally wanted to remind him once again that the world of the Song Dynasty is the world of China, the world of ministers, and the world of all surnames, not the world of Lao Zhao!
But then I thought about it, are the officials in Lao Zhao's hands worthy of it?

"I've got another divination today. The official wants to take the imperial throne and abandon the city and flee south!"

If others said this, Lu Zhi would definitely jump in and call him a straight bitch, talking nonsense and having evil intentions!
But when Zhao Fujin said this, Lu Zhi believed it!
After all, from the first time he met Zhao Fujin, every hexagram that Zhao Fujin made was exactly right!
Apart from anything else, I met Di Ji for the first time four years ago and got a message: "You are destined to have a wife, and the couple helps each other, but the wife is in a brothel!"

If he hadn't taken Di Ji's identity into consideration, he would probably have fallen out at that time!Even if he is unhappy in his current life, he still won’t marry a brothel girl as his wife!

But half a month later, I met a woman from a brothel by chance, fell in love with each other, and got married!

Then he returned to Kaifeng and asked Emperor Ji for enlightenment!
"Is the official internal Zen? The crown prince succeeds to the throne? This... the Jin army is coming soon. If you do this, the morale of the army will be chaotic and it will be very dangerous!"

Lu Zhi is a bit shameless. He looks down on people who run away from battle the most in his life!
Let alone the king of a country, he abandoned the safety of millions of people in Kaifeng, even gave up the throne, and just fled southward, which is shameful!
Zhao Fujin still looked calm and calm and nodded.

"Then your Highness also plans to flee south with the Guan family?"

Zhao Fujin sighed softly and said quietly: "What's the use of me staying?"

Lu Zhi stood up suddenly and stared at Zhao Fujin with worry and anger: "Your Highness, four years ago you recruited me to Beijing and asked me to shave my head and become a monk in Xiangguo Temple. You said that in four years I would be able to follow the dragon and command the world's soldiers. Ma, but now...hey!"

"Don't you believe it?" Zhao Fujin smiled slightly, as bright as a spring flower: "If you follow me and the officials... no, follow me and the Supreme Emperor to escape south, isn't this the merit of following a dragon? Wouldn't the Supreme Emperor be considered a dragon?"

Lu Zhi was speechless!

"Your Highness, please forgive me for not obeying your orders!"

Lu Zhi bowed his hands and saluted: "It would be fine if I were not here in Kaifeng City, but I am in Kaifeng now. I know that the Jin army will besiege the city in ten days and the people in the city will be in danger. How can I escape south? I can only protect the country with my body and fight with Kaifeng City will live and die together!"

Seeing Lu Zhi's expression of looking forward to death, Zhao Fujin sighed softly: "If you want to control the world's soldiers and horses, how can you be as brave as a man?"

Lu Zhi was startled: "Your Highness, does he have any strategy to save the country?"

Zhao Fujin didn't show off, and nodded slightly: "There are three strategies: upper, middle and lower!"

"Want to hear the details!" Lu Zhi sat down cross-legged again and listened attentively!
"The next strategy is to follow the Supreme Emperor to flee south, first to Zhenjiang Mansion, and then find a way to persuade the Supreme Emperor to move to Lin'an and establish a new court. This strategy can only be carried out for a while, and it will not guarantee the longevity of the country!"

Lu Zhi shook his head: "That's inappropriate. If this happens, half of the land of the Song Dynasty will be lost to the Jin barbarians, and the Song Dynasty will exist in name only! Where is Zhong Ce?" "Zhong Ce, find a way to prevent the Supreme Emperor from escaping south, unite the soldiers and civilians in the city, and fight against the Jin barbarians. ! If this strategy is successful, the Song Dynasty still has a glimmer of hope!"

Lu Zhijian frowned and pondered for a long time: "It's difficult!"

Of course it is difficult, not to mention that Lu Zhi now has no official position and no soldiers. Even if he is the prime minister and controls the world's troops, he can't persuade the people who deserve to die!

"The best policy is to depose the emperor and establish another one!"

Lu Zhi trembled all over, as if struck by lightning: "This... this... Your Highness, be careful what you say!"

Zhao Fujin blinked his beautiful eyes, clear and innocent: "What? Are you scared?"

Lu Zhi looked upright: "How can we, the people of the Song Dynasty, have such rebellious and unrighteous intentions? If so, before the Jin army can siege the city, the internal chaos of the Song Dynasty will be first, wouldn't it be a disaster for the country and the people!"

Zhao Fujin was not surprised at all by Lu Zhi's answer. She knew Lu Zhi very well!
Zhao Fujin pulled his sleeves, picked up the brush on the Zen desk with a green hand, drew a sword on the paper, and then drew a dozen stick figures: "You have a sword, you can kill one person, you can save all people, and you can save all the people." You can kill thousands of people but be loyal to one person, how can you explain it?"

Lu Zhi is in trouble!
The feudal version of the trolley problem, as long as a normal person will have trouble!
"Even if I want to save all the people, I still have no chance to kill one person!" Lu Zhi felt that such an answer was watertight!

Zhao Fujin leaned forward and made an X on a stick figure with the brush in his hand: "What if I give you this opportunity?"

Lu Zhi is in trouble again!

"Your Highness, if you are really sure that the government will definitely abdicate, wouldn't that mean setting up a new king? Why should we bother?"

Zhao Fujin sighed and shook his head, throwing away the brush in his hand: "It depends on whether the new monarch can rule the world. If the new monarch is a big fool, wouldn't it be more harmful to the country and the people?"

Whoever Zhao Fujin called a fool was clearly understood by Lu Zhi!
"Hey, I didn't expect that all I wanted to do was be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, but in the end I would become the sinner of the Zhao family!" Lu Zhi smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with sadness!
"No! You will be the benefactor of the Zhao family! Not only the benefactor of the Zhao family, but also the benefactor of all the people of the Song Dynasty!" Zhao Fujin stood up and bowed.

How could Lu Zhi bear such treatment? He quickly stood up to help. When he touched Di Ji's sleeves, he suddenly felt that he was a little overstepped. He hurriedly let go and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha! Your Highness, can you tell me if you really have the chance to abolish the official position?" Do you want to change the name of your country?"

Zhao Fujin shook his head: "If you don't change, the Song Dynasty will last forever!"

Lu Zhi felt a little better, and then asked: "Which prince has your Highness thought about making him emperor, King Yun Zhao Kai?"

Zhao Fujin shook his head!
"Kang Wang Zhao Gou?"

Zhao Fujin sneered shamelessly!
"King Su, King Jing or King Ji?"

"neither!"

"Then Your Highness..."

"I, Zhao Fujin, want to rule the world!"

Lu Zhi almost lost his balance and took a few steps back to regain his balance: "Your Highness...have you been planning this day since four years ago?"

Zhao Fujin smiled slightly, not proudly, but full of bitterness: "Seven years ago! From the day he pretended to be crazy and turned down Cai's marriage, he was already planning it!"

Lu Zhi suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was so terrifying. What kind of heart was hidden under that alluring face!

"Why?"

"Save yourself!"

"Self-rescue?" Lu Zhi was puzzled. What's the danger for the majestic concubine?
"If the city of Kaifeng is destroyed and the emperor is fatuous and hands me over to the Jin people, what do you think will happen to me?" Zhao Fujin's eyes were cold and awe-inspiring!

Without waiting for Lu Zhi to answer, Zhao Fujin sneered and replied: "Become a plaything, suffer humiliation, and finally die in shame. Thousands of years later, the innocent soul is still in trouble!"

The hair on Lu Zhi's body stood on end. Just listening to it made his blood boil, and he was filled with depression. He gritted his teeth and said, "My lord! Han Shizhong! Even if I die, I will protect the Empress!"

Zhao Fujin nodded with satisfaction: "Tomorrow, the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, the officials will pretend to have a stroke and take the opportunity to abdicate the emperor to the crown prince. This is the only chance for us and the Song Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)