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

Chapter 52 Is Han Shizhong poor?
Early the next morning, while Chunxia was waiting on Zhao Fujin to dress up, the head chamberlain of Akihito Palace ran towards the back hall with his legs crossed, shouting: "Official, official, General Han is back!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fujin, who had only half a bun, stood up and hurried out.

As soon as he entered the front hall of Akihito Palace, Zhao Fujin looked at Han Shizhong, whose face was covered with blood, and pretended to be calm and asked: "How is it?"

Han Shizhong chuckled and threw the flag in his hand on the ground: "Let's see, officials!"

Zhao Fujin looked down and saw two flags on the ground, one with the word "gold" embroidered with gold patterns, and the other with the word "silver" embroidered with silver thread.

Zhao Fujin was overjoyed: "What about Yin Shu? Beheaded?"

The smug smile on Han Shizhong's face disappeared: "This... this thief ran very fast. The general wanted to chase him at that time. Even if he chased him to the gate of Taiyuan City, he would kill the thief, but the general didn't. I think the officials are still worried about the outcome of the war, so I marched back to the city to reassure the officials first."

Zhao Fujin knew that Han Shizhong was looking for a way out for himself. He also knew that although Han Shizhong was brave, he was known as the Little God of War with silver skills. He wanted to kill silver skills but... he was a bit greedy!

"Look at you. You didn't clean yourself up when you entered the palace. You were covered in blood, and you weren't afraid of bumping into me?" Zhao Fujin stepped on the word "gold" with one foot and the word "silver" with the other foot and walked away. He sat down at the table beside him.

Han Shizhong curled his lips and muttered: "You haven't taken care of the official family. The king is the minister..."

Zhao Fujin reached out and touched his half-finished hair bun, and sighed softly: "Hey, it's not like you haven't seen me in such a desolate state before."

Eight years ago, on November [-]th, the eighth year of Zhenghe, Han Shizhong relied on his military merits to make up his post and became the deputy captain of the Wu Dynasty. He came to Kaifeng City for the first time and took up his post in the Privy Council. He expected to have a good time, but even the gate of the Privy Council Yamen was blocked. Before he could get in, the clerk from the Military Registration Office sent him away outside the door: "A supplementary official also wants to be received by Privy Tong? What a fool! After taking the documents, he hurried back and forth from where he was, thinking that Kaifeng was attacking the Western Army. Where is the camp, who do you want to see?"

The depressed Han Shizhong was walking on the imperial street and met the married daughter of Emperor Daojun.

Welcoming the bride was Cai Chi, the fifth son of Cai Jing, riding on a pure white horse, with a spring breeze on his face and high spirits.

Han Shizhong looked at him with envy and hatred, thinking that he was working hard in the northwest frontier, but could not even enter the gate of the Privy Council. But Cai Yameni, who had no official, no salary, and no achievements, was able to become an imperial relative. Is there anything else? Is it justified?
When I was depressed, I saw a woman jumping out of the sedan chair. At first glance, she was stunning and gentle, but at the second glance, she was charming.

But what this woman did...

He took off his phoenix crown, pulled out his hairpin, and threw it towards the onlookers on both sides of the Royal Street. Not only that, he also took off his red clothes and harem in the street, with his hair disheveled and only wearing a white lining, and ran back towards Xuandemen. , running and shouting: "The royal daughter will not marry a national traitor!"

The Tianwu soldiers who were escorting the bride off to the side were dumbfounded.

Han Shizhong was also stupid!
Later he found out that the woman who escaped from marriage was none other than Zhao Fujin, the most beautiful woman in the Song Dynasty - Emperor Maode.

Zhao Fujin, who was in front of the desk, said with a smile: "Compared to that day, I am now more polite, right?"

Han Shizhong smiled awkwardly: "Officials, let's talk about business..."

Zhao Fujin's smile faded and he nodded: "Give these two flags to Zhong Shidao and ask him to go to Moutuogang in person and hand them over to Wanyan Zongwang. Today is the last day of the three-day period. Wanyan Zongwang should give them to him. I am the first to express my stance!”

Han Shizhong was stunned: "Guan Jia, the last general is talking about other things..."

"Oh?"

"Ahem, in order to let the mighty army kill the enemy bravely, the general said... He said that whoever captures the flag of the general of the Jin Army will be heavily rewarded!"

Zhao Fujin nodded slightly: "Well, I deserve a reward! In your opinion, how should I reward him?"

Han Shizhong chuckled: "What the general shouted at that time was, a reward of [-] gold!"

Zhao Fujin was stunned and stared at Han Shizhong with blinking eyes: "A battle involving a thousand people requires a reward of ten thousand gold? Then if you capture Wanyan Sheng alive in the future, I will reward you with the throne, right?"

Han Shizhong did not dare to look at Zhao Fujin, his eyes wandered, and he explained repeatedly: "I was not rewarded for capturing the flag, but two crossbowmen." Seeing that Zhao Fujin was silent, Han Shizhong bargained again: "How about... five thousand gold? Okay, let me explain it to my brothers, the imperial court also has difficulties!"

Zhao Fujin snorted coldly: "Okay! If you win the battle, you will definitely be rewarded. I will give you two ways, you choose!"

Han Shizhong suppressed his joy and nodded solemnly: "It's up to the officials!"

"The first way, you can get a reward of ten thousand gold. You go and bring the two crossbowmen to see me, and I will reward them personally. The second way, you can get a reward of three thousand, you take it and divide it between the two of them..."

Before Zhao Fujin finished speaking, Han Shizhong immediately spoke righteously and said sonorously and forcefully: "The general will choose the second option!"

Zhao Fujin smiled: "Go down, remember to bring Wanyan Yinshu's flag to Master Zhongdao."

Before leaving, Han Shizhong did not forget to explain: "I will never be selfless and greedy. I am afraid that those two people will be vulgar and bump into the officials, so I will resign!"

When Han Shizhong left, Chun Xia, who had been standing aside with a comb, muttered: "Officials, the palace sometimes gives some rewards to maids, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs always takes some. Do you think General Han will..."

"Of course I can!" Zhao Fujin smiled and said, "Come and comb your hair."

Chunxia walked behind Zhao Fujin, and while dressing up carefully, she asked softly: "What about the officials..."

Zhao Fujin pursed his lips and said with a smile: "There used to be an emperor who couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes. He severely punished and refused to exploit at all levels. But even so, he couldn't cure the corruption. These people under his command changed their ways. He was so greedy that he killed one group after another."

"Ah? Aren't these people afraid of death?" Chun Xia felt incredible.

"They are afraid, but they are even more afraid of poverty!"

"Is General Han poor?"

Zhao Fujin frowned and thought for a moment: "Poor! What I have earned over the past ten years or so with all my hard work is not enough to buy a house in Kaifeng."

Hearing the housing prices in Kaifeng City, Chunxia stopped talking and muttered in his heart: "General Han probably won't be able to afford a house in Kaifeng City in this life."

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On Mou Tuo Gang, Wanyan Zongwang looked at the silver-skilled general's flag, and the last bit of hope in his heart was shattered.

"How good is General Zhong's silver skills?" Wanyan Zongwang asked, looking at Master Zhong.

Zhong Shidao shook his head: "It's not this general, it's our mighty military commander of the Song Dynasty Forbidden Army, Han Shizhong!"

Wanyan Zongwang muttered: "Han Shizhong... Han Shizhong..."

Zhong Shidao smiled and said: "It's just a small replacement for our Western Army. It's not worth the commander-in-chief's concern. Oh, by the way, the scouts just came to report that your Western Route Army has begun to evacuate Taiyuan and return to the north. It seems that the general The commander-in-chief is still highly respected in the Kingdom of Jin. I would rather lose Taiyuan City than lose the commander-in-chief's life."

Wanyan Zongwang gave a wry smile and stood up: "To repay the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, I will withdraw my troops and return to the north today! The gold and silver returned to the Song Dynasty have been loaded into cars and sealed in boxes. General Zhong will take them away by himself. As for the food and grass, after returning to the north I will definitely repay you in full!"

Zhong Shidao waved his hand: "No rush, no rush, I'll wait here with the commander in chief. The official said there are some small things to discuss with the commander in chief. Li Xiangguo should be here soon!"

(End of this chapter)