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

When Han Shizhong returned to Kaifeng from Qingcheng with Wanyan Zongwang, it was already the end of Haishi.

The lights outside Nanxun Gate are brightly lit.

Looking from afar, a team of more than 1000 people was doing something unknown outside Nanxun Gate.

Wanyan Zongwang didn't ask, and Han Shizhong didn't say anything. When he arrived outside Nanxun's gate, Wanyan Zongwang saw clearly that this team was so strange.

Standing at the front of the team is a burly general wearing gold-plated bronze armor. Beside the general, there are two similarly dressed palace generals standing on the left and right, one holding a gun and the other holding a flag. The gun is a golden gun. , the flag is the dragon flag, this etiquette is a royal etiquette.

Although Wanyan Zongwang didn't understand the complicated ritual system of the Song Dynasty, he was not blind. What does it mean that the dragon flag is there?
Could it be that Zhao Fujin personally welcomed him outside Nanxun Gate?
But when I looked again, I felt something was wrong.

Because except for these three palace generals with gold-plated bronze armor, the rest of them are hard to describe.

They are neither officials nor soldiers, nor even ordinary people.

The ugly-looking one is holding a judge's pen and transforms into a judge. The square-faced one is holding a sword, mace and other objects and transforms into a door god. There is also a little girl dressed as Zhong Kui, a low and fat earthly man, holding a chicken in his hand. The Kitchen God on the neck... a large cosplay scene.

The Halloween scene in later generations was nothing more than that.

These people lined up in a long queue, led by three palace generals, walking, dancing and singing strange rhymes.

If viewed from a high place, it looks like a twisting dragon.

"This is called the Da Nuo (nuo) ceremony. It is dressed up by the palace's marriage officers and various squads of imperial guards. It is turned around the Dragon Bay outside Nanxun Gate. It is called the nuo ceremony." Han Shizhong explained to Wanyan Zongwang beside him, while raising the He raised his hand, indicating that the team would temporarily stay where they were and wait for the Nuo Ceremony to end before entering the city.

"What do you mean by hiding your evil spirits?" Wanyan Zongwang asked.

Han Shizhong sneered: "Just bury all the ghosts and ghosts that harmed the fate of our country."

Wanyan Zongwang stopped talking.

On this day, the "evil creature" Jin Jun has been buried for an unknown amount of time.

Seeing that Zong Wang was silent, Han Shizhong asked curiously: "Is the commander very plain?"

Han Shizhong felt that in today's battle, the main force of the Jin army was completely defeated. As the commander of the army, Wanyan Zongwang seemed too indifferent.

During the thirty miles from Qingcheng back to Kaifeng, Wanyan Zongwang didn't ask a word about the war, and he didn't even ask which generals of the Jin Kingdom were lost. This made Han Shizhong very curious. Could this mean "great sorrow is silent? Great sorrow is silent" Word?"

Wanyan Zongwang glanced at Han Shizhong calmly: "We have already lost, so what's the point of asking?"

Han Shizhong raised his head proudly: "Brother doesn't care anymore?"

This question obviously poked at Wanyan Zongwang's weakness, and there was suddenly a trace of pain in his indifferent eyes.

At this time, eighty miles north of Kaifeng City, the Fourth Prince Wanyan Zongbi, who had narrowly escaped death, finally stopped running away in embarrassment. It was not that he did not want to escape anymore, but that after a day of fierce fighting, the horse under his crotch was already exhausted and foaming at the mouth. Can't take a step.

Wanyan Zongbi thought to himself that after escaping for so long, the Song army would not pursue him again, so he calmed down and ordered his left and right men to rest temporarily here. of remnant soldiers.

"Second brother, one day, my younger brother will peel off the skin and cramps of the female official of the Song Dynasty to sacrifice my brother's spirit in heaven!"

Wanyan Zongbi, who had been staying at Xishui Gate since the beginning of the siege, had no idea that Wanyan Zongwang was lucky enough to survive. He thought he and Wanyan Zonghan were killed by firearms outside Nanxun Gate.

Just as Zishi arrived, heavy snow started again. The remnants of the Jin army did not dare to set up camp and light a fire for fear of revealing their position. They could only endure the cold and hunger, huddled together in one place, and hugged each other for warmth.Wanyan Zongbi stayed away from the team and kowtowed devoutly towards the north: "Father, second brother, leave the future of Daikin to me!"

Different from the miserable scene here, in Kaifeng City, more than a thousand fireworks displays scattered in the inner city and outer city have already been erected. When we first arrived, there were fireworks, dazzling fireworks rising, single-shot, two-way, and Two kicks of firecrackers, like flying monkeys, illuminated the entire city of Kaifeng as if it were daytime.

There is no curfew, and it is New Year's Eve. The streets and alleys of Kaifeng city have swaying red lights and shadows of candles. The sound of drums and music can be heard everywhere, and restaurants and tea shops are already full.

The New Year's Eve dinner of the Song Dynasty is very similar to that of modern society. Those with a little wealth would bring their whole family to the dinner at an affordable restaurant like Qingfenglou.

For example, in a large family, Fanlou started to move up.

Of course, the top families have many adults and will not go to restaurants for New Year's Eve dinner, but they have also booked the restaurant's chefs early to work at the house.

The New Year economy in the Song Dynasty has been accumulated for decades since Shenzong.

Businesses, large and small, will never close their doors, but will do business actively, because the imperial court is tax-free during these days. In order to allow the lower class citizens to have a good New Year, fresh clothes, and wine, Kaifeng Mansion starts from the first lunar month Starting from the first day of the new year, Wu will be exempted from five days of rent in public rental housing.

The little money saved is enough for the lower class citizens to buy new clothes and have a good drink.

In the Fan Building, two rough old men were sitting in a corner of the lobby on the first floor. There was plenty of food and wine on the table, but it was a bit embarrassing to be in this position.

There is no way, Fan Lou has been fully booked half a month ago, and it is not easy to add a table in the corner of the lobby.

Wanyan Zongwang, who had already put on Song Dynasty clothes and a hat, looked at Pharmacist Guo opposite with a sneer: "You're not doing well, you can't even get a private room."

Pharmacist Guo looked embarrassed. What was embarrassing was not what Wanyan Zongwang said. What was embarrassing was why he was asked to look at Wanyan Zongwang?

Just now, as soon as Han Shizhong entered the city, he hurried home to eat New Year's Eve dinner with Liang Hongyu, and handed Wanyan Zongwang to Guo Yaoshi: "You two are familiar, let's talk slowly!"

Pharmacist Guo instantly wanted to die. How fucking embarrassing was this?
I originally thought about putting Wanyan Zongwang in jail and reporting it to the officials after the New Year, but then I thought about it, Han Shizhong didn't tie him into the city, how could he throw him into jail? If he really wanted to do this, I still don’t know what those officials with extremely high “moral etiquette” will say about me.

Pharmacist Guo doesn't want to be labeled as a seller seeking glory.

Therefore, he could only bring Wanyan Zongwang to Fanlou to see the world.

"Commander, this place is different from Huining Mansion, and it is different from Liao Dadu. These merchants in Kaifeng City pay special attention to their reputation. Since they have already booked a private room, they will not give it to us even if they pay more." Pharmacist Guo explained.

Wanyan Zongwang snorted coldly: "Can't you make a decision earlier?"

Pharmacist Guo whispered: "Is this human language? Half a month ago, I didn't know you were tonight... right?"

"When can I meet the officials of the Song Dynasty?" Wanyan Zongwang picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Pharmacist Guo said: "The fastest is after the fifth day of the first lunar month."

"Can't you enter the palace in advance to report?"

Pharmacist Guo smiled awkwardly and said: "The last general is not Li Bangyan. How can you say that he will enter the palace just as he enters the palace?"

Wanyan Zongwang looked down on him: "You're still not doing well, bah! Traitor!"

Pharmacist Guo held up the wine glass angrily, and muttered with lowered eyebrows: "You have already led the troops to serve the king... who is the traitor..." (End of Chapter)