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

Zhao Fujin's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he glanced around the people in the hall. He walked towards the tea table with light steps.

With every step they took, the three people surrounding the tea table trembled in their hearts.

The reason why Emperor Daojun and King Bi were frightened was that they didn't know where they made the patriarch unhappy again.

Wanyan Zongwang was different. He was not frightened, he just felt that his heartbeat was half a beat faster than usual.

The reason why Zhao Fujin walked slowly was because she was still adjusting her emotions and thinking about Li Bangyan's words just now: "Guan family, don't get angry when you arrive at Longde Palace, and pay attention to diplomatic etiquette. Although the second prince is one of his own, he is used to it, but Xixia and Dali are still watching. If the officials are really unhappy, they can turn around and hold Taiwei Zhang accountable. If it weren't for him, the second prince wouldn't be able to enter the palace."

"Haha, my sister is here." When Zhao Fujin stopped in front of the tea table, he quickly stood up and greeted her.

Emperor Daojun originally wanted to get up and lift his butt off the futon, but he gritted his teeth and sat back down again. He could not appear too humble in front of Wanyan Zongwang, as this would not be conducive to his future family status: "Fu Jin Here you go, sit down quickly and try the new tea that dad just made."

The voice was trembling a little.

Wanyan Zongwang bowed and saluted: "I have met His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."

Zhao Fujin glanced at Wanyan Zongwang expressionlessly, nodded slightly, and then looked at the frightened Emperor Daojun. Finally, his expression changed, and he shouted sweetly: "Dad."

There was another thunderous explosion outside the palace, and Emperor Daojun trembled all over, pretending to be calm and smiling: "Sit...sit down."

Zhao Fujin sat down next to Emperor Daojun, stretched out his arm, supported Emperor Daojun and said aggrievedly: "Dad is really good at enjoying leisure time, meeting friends with tea, and being elegant. He doesn't know how to feel sorry for his daughter. Unlike me, my daughter, I just I feel sorry for Daddy."

The aroma of tea overflows!

However, Emperor Daojun felt dizzy, as if drunk from tea. Thanks to Emperor Daojun's profound tea skills and having been immersed in the court for decades, he reacted very quickly. He took Zhao Fu's golden and delicate jade hand and stroked it with concern. : "My son has worked hard and has lost weight these days."

Zhao Fujin pursed his lips and chuckled, shaking his head slightly: "It's not bitter, for Song Dynasty and for father, this is what a daughter should do."

The forced king opened his mouth slightly, looked at Emperor Daojun, and then at Zhao Fujin, drank a sip of hot tea, and muttered in his heart: "That's right, you can't act in front of the second prince, if you are still as vicious as usual , who dares to ask for it?”

Wanyan Zongwang was moved when he heard this: "I heard before that Emperor Daojun and the official family were not getting along, but now it seems that they are all rumors. If I had known that Emperor Daojun and the official family were so fatherly and filial, I..."

Wanyan Zongwang paused, remembering how ridiculous it was that he had sent troops to advance rashly.

Seeing that Wanyan Zongwang was hesitant to speak, Zhao Fujin could probably guess what he was lamenting, so he turned around and asked: "There are some things that I haven't figured out. I wanted to ask about them last time we met, but everything was complicated and I didn't have time to go into detail." Ask, if there is nothing to do today, why not..."

"Okay! I also have something that I would like to hear from the officials!" Wanyan Zongwang bowed.

"It just so happens that I also have something to do..." Emperor Daojun looked at Zhao Fujin with a smile: "Can you also ask?"

"And me, and me!" King Bi came forward with a playful smile.

Zhao Fujin looked at everyone and murmured in his mind: "The confession bureau, right?"

"Okay, then let's make a drinking order. Come, take away the tea and replace it with wine."

Xingjiu Ling is a common game played at wine restaurants and dinner parties in the Song Dynasty. The gameplay can be divided into civil and martial arts.

The writing is divided into rhyme and title. The title is when each person identifies or determines the title by drawing lots. The rhyme division is when he or she identifies or determines the rhyme of the poem in a limited rhyme part. The rules for dividing rhymes into titles are to make it possible for everyone to drink together, and not to drink as a penalty.

There are also fixed-title poems. Fixed-title poems are to randomly give out drinking orders at the banquet, such as asking people to name people, utensils, poems, rhymes, etc., involving three religions and nine streams of ancient and modern culture, in order to drink and have fun, and are talked about by later generations. "Ouyang Xiu writes poems" is the drinking order.

According to legend, Ouyang Xiu and three other people made a drinking order to compose a poem on a certain topic. The topic they decided was: to commit a crime above that of a prisoner.

Someone said: Hold a knife to coax the widow, go to the sea to rob the ship.

Another person said: The dark moon kills people on a night, and the wind blows high and sets people on fire.

Ouyang Xiu thought for a moment, and then said, half drunk, "The sleeves of my shirt are heavy with wine, and the flowers are pressed against the brim of my hat."

The other two people were puzzled. This was not a big deal.

Ouyang Xiuyun: "You are so drunk that you can commit any major crime just in a thought."

Witty and funny.

As for those who play martial arts, the most common one is pot throwing, which includes both ritual and music.

There is also sword dancing, but because people in the Song Dynasty were not good at martial arts, and because Pei's sword dancing in the Tang Dynasty has been unsurpassed by anyone, this has become a niche method.

After Emperor Daojun came to power, there were more innovations in the gameplay of Jiuling.

For example, the nine-shot method is equivalent to the dart roulette in later generations.

There is also the Drug Addict Drinking Order, which is equivalent to the werewolf killing in later generations. It tests everyone's eloquence and logical analysis ability. This kind of game is believed by many people in later generations to be born out of Western MBA course training. However, they do not know that it has already emerged in the Song Dynasty. That set of MBA methods is a thousand years old.

However, Zhao Fujin didn't want to play with these drinks.

Firstly, these drinking orders are too technical and she is not good at them. Secondly, they are too cumbersome and she is not really here to have fun.

"Truth or Dare!" Zhao Fujin smiled and took the dice handed over by the chamberlain: "There are six large and one small. The eldest asks the youngest a question. The answer must be sincere. If there is any lie, both humans and gods will abandon it! If it is really inconvenient Answer, then the great one will appoint one thing and it must be completed.”

King Bi scratched his head and asked, "What if I am asked to reach for stars in the sky, but I really can't do it?"

Zhao Fujin thought for a moment: "Such an embarrassing thing cannot happen."

After the four people went through some details, the drinking ceremony officially began.

In the first round, Zhao Fujin got five points, the biggest.

The youngest is the forced king Zhao Huan, with two points.

Zhao Fujin asked with a smile: "If my father and I were in Zen position back then, and the Wanyan Sect had come to the city with troops, would you have fought or surrendered?"

King Bi wanted to say that the city is still there but the people are still there, but he thought that both humans and gods would be abandoned...

"Well, let's fight first. If we really can't win, then we have to surrender." King Bi said while observing the expression of Emperor Daojun, and then added: "It's not that I'm greedy for life and afraid of death. , I am doing this for the sake of the people of Kaifeng. If we fight to the death and fail to surrender, when Wanyan Zongwang breaks the city, the people will..."

"Your Highness, if our Jin Army really broke through the city back then, we would not have slaughtered the city. At most, we would have looted the property. We have never thought about massacre and killing people." Wanyan Zongwang explained quickly, while speaking carefully Look at Zhao Fujin.

Seeing Zhao Fujin's calm face, Wanyan Zongwang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and proved to himself in his heart: "I really didn't think about massacre of the city!"

In the first round, these two people knew the danger of this drinking order.

Zhao Fujin also smiled in his heart and said: "Well, it seems that he is not lying."

"Continue!" Zhao Fujin handed the dice to the king: "The loser rolls first."

In the second round, Daojun and Emperor's six points were the highest, and King's one point was the smallest.

Emperor Daojun originally had nothing to ask, but for this fool, who could see through it at a glance, what was the waste of time: "Why don't you take a big risk and let Zhu Lian give you your dowry when you return home..." "Dad! I'd better answer the question!" The king was determined.

"But I don't have anything to ask?" Emperor Daojun frowned and looked at Zhao Fujin: "What should I do in this situation?"

Zhao Fujin smiled and said, "Dad, do you really have nothing to ask?"

Emperor Daojun snorted: "As for what's going on in his stomach, I don't know anything about it."

Zhao Fujin muttered in Emperor Daojun's ear for a while, and a trace of curiosity appeared on Emperor Daojun's originally calm face: "Zhao Huan, in the last years of Xuanhe, if my Zen position is with you, Wanyan Zongwang still retreats. Now, how will you treat me when I return to Kaifeng?"

King Bi had a dark look on his face: "Dad, this matter... I have never thought about it!"

"Think about it now!" Emperor Daojun didn't give him a chance to escape at all.

The King forced him to think honestly for a long time: "My son... I will return the throne to you..."

"Both humans and gods have given up!" Zhao Fujin interrupted King Bi's words and reminded him with a chuckle.

Wang Ya gritted his teeth and said: "Dad, I still think that adventurous adventures are more fun. When I return home, I will definitely ask Zhu Lian to give 30% of the dowry to Huan Huan!"

"Is this okay?" Emperor Daojun looked at Zhao Fujin again.

Zhao Fujin nodded: "Dad, isn't this the same as the answer?"

Emperor Daojun gritted his teeth: "You are a traitor! You are a traitor!"

In the third round, Zhao Fujin was the biggest again, and this time the smallest was Wanyan Zongwang.

"Well... I have never understood why the West Route Army was still under Taiyuan City at that time. Why did you go deep into the city alone? This is obviously a taboo for military strategists." Zhao Fujin looked at Wanyan Zongwang with a smile.

Before Wanyan Zongwang could open his mouth, his face was already red and he hesitated for a long time: "Can you take a big risk?"

"Okay! When we return to Huining Mansion this time, we will kill Wanyan Sheng..." Zhao Fujin said seriously.

Wanyan Zongwang trembled all over: "Answer! I will answer!"

The three of them looked at Wanyan Zongwang.

Wanyan Zongwang picked up the wine cup in front of him, drank a glass of wine first, and urged the king: "Oh, Second Prince, you are not a coward, but you still need wine to strengthen your courage? Just say it."

"Yes, yes, Xian... The second prince said it bluntly, whoever can make no mistakes in marching and fighting does not need to be afraid of our laughter." Emperor Daojun stroked his beard and chuckled.

Wanyan Zongwang drank two more cups, and then he said: "At that time, I heard that the imperial court in Kaifeng City was fighting, and the officials were imprisoned by Emperor Daojun, forcing the king to take over as regent... then... then..."

When Zhao Fujin heard this, his face was full of disbelief: "You did this because..."

Before the word "I" could be uttered, the king slapped the table: "I understand!"

The three of them turned their attention to King Bi again, thinking, do you understand again?

The king raised his head and smiled and said: "The second prince is a picker of soft persimmons. He was frightened to death by my sister. When he heard that my sister was imprisoned, he felt that the opportunity was not to be missed. He hurriedly pinched a soft persimmon while I was in prison. Persimmon, right? You didn’t expect it, this is something I discussed with my sister, hahaha! You must have been fooled!”

Wanyan Zongwang's toes dug into the ground in embarrassment, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He agreed with an embarrassed smile and glanced at Zhao Fujin secretly.

Zhao Fujin looked calm and drank lightly while holding the wine glass, but the hand holding the wine glass seemed to be trembling a little: "Oh my god, does he really like me?"

In the fourth round, the forcing king finally won.

The one with the smallest points is Zhao Fujin.

"Sister, are you going to have a big adventure?" King Bi asked Zhao Fujin with a sneer on his face.

Zhao Fujin nodded: "Whatever!"

The king was elated: "So, after today's drink, my sister will let me go back to my house? You don't want to see your sister-in-law remain a widow for several months, right?"

Wanyan Zongwang was stunned for a moment, looked at King Bi, and then at Zhao Fujin, thinking that King Bi was imprisoned in Longde Hall?

Zhao Fujin looked embarrassed. Everyone in the world knew that the Song Dynasty governed the country with filial piety and had excellent etiquette. This time he invited envoys from various countries to visit just to impress them on the ritual and music culture of the Song Dynasty. This idiot really said unabashedly: "Let go? You You voluntarily stay in Longde Hall to fulfill your filial piety, and you can go back home if you want, do you want to tell me this?"

Hearing what Zhao Fujin said, Emperor Daojun immediately understood what his daughter meant and quickly smoothed things over: "You have legs on your body, so you can't walk? What nonsense are you talking about!"

Only then did the king realize it, with a face full of reluctance: "Forget it, my sister worked for the Song Dynasty in the previous dynasty and worked so hard for my father. As a son, I'd better stay and take care of my father for a while, so as not to save my father. People are lonely.”

Wanyan Zongwang sighed: "The Analects of Confucius says that parents are not traveling far away, but I didn't expect that the filial piety of the Song Dynasty was like this. This doesn't mean traveling far away, this is filial piety. Looking back at myself, when my father was still alive, If you are not so filial, you still have your mother..."

Speaking of emotion, Wanyan Zongwang burst into tears: "When I return to Huining Mansion this time, I must always be by my mother's side and fulfill my filial piety!"

In the fifth round, Daojun and Emperor won.

Wanyan Zongwang has the smallest points.

Emperor Daojun was delighted, with a fatherly smile on his face: "How about a big adventure?"

Wanyan Zongwang nodded: "It all depends on the Dao Lord and Emperor."

Emperor Daojun stroked his beard and smiled and said: "In the future, we will accept less betrothal gifts, just show your intention."

The other three people were stunned. What was Daojun and Emperor talking about?

Only Wanyan Zongwang understood: "I have said before, we at Dajin do not like that."

Zhao Fujin frowned: "Dad, why do you still care about other people's family affairs?"

He forced the king to answer for his father: "Hey, sister, dad is not concerned about Wanyan Zongwang's family affairs. What dad cares about is his own money bag. Sister, think about it, sister, in the future Wanyan Zongwang will marry into our Song Dynasty with a big gift of gold, then dad will take What gift in return?"

"Oh, what am I going to do with that white mountain and black water?" Zhao Fujin snorted coldly.

But as soon as the words came out, Zhao Fujin suddenly felt that he seemed to have fallen into a trap, and quickly explained: "What I mean is... what I mean is... it means that if Wanyan Zongwang falls in love with any of our royal women in the future, I don't want white mountains and black waters. Make a betrothal gift.”

"What does the official want?" Wanyan Zongwang asked seriously.

Zhao Fujin spit out a mouthful of wine: "I want... I want the world to be peaceful, the people to be prosperous, and everyone to live with dignity!"

"Okay!" Wanyan Zongwang stood up and bowed to Zhao Fujin: "The official family is indeed a wonderful woman from ancient times to the present! I, Wanyan Zongwang, swear here that I will follow the official family's lead in this life. In three years, I will definitely make everyone The people under the rule of the Jin Dynasty are as wealthy as the people of the Song Dynasty, and the laws of the Jin Dynasty will definitely protect the dignity of the people like the people of the Song Dynasty!"

After saying that, Wanyan Zongwang bowed and resigned again: "Today's group has learned a lesson! Zongwang retires!"

Seeing Wanyan Zongwang walking out of the Longde Palace, King Qi muttered: "My sister is in charge of the Song Dynasty, and the second prince is the regent of the Jin Kingdom. Only when you two are at peace can the world be at peace. Only when you two are rich can the people be rich..."

Emperor Daojun also sighed: "Fujin, now that the world is peaceful, I believe it won't be long before the issue of heir inheritance will have to be revived in the court. You have to have a pedigree. If you don't handle it properly, the turmoil caused will not be as big as Yu Jin's army besieged the city."

Zhao Fujin nodded and said, "I understand. From tomorrow onwards, you can go about your own business. Remember, don't mess around anymore. If you have any doubts, come to me for discussion!" (End of Chapter)