Yi Song

Chapter 310 Zhao Ji who goes to heaven and earth

Chapter 310 Zhao Ji who goes to heaven and earth

Liu Yanqing and his son led the troops to protect Zhao Ji and his party, and fled south in a hurry.

Wang Fu, Bai Shizhong and other prime ministers and officials either rode carriages, donkeys, or spread their legs and followed the imperial driver all the way south. Meandering for dozens of miles, you can see officials sitting on the ground panting everywhere, both in red robes and green robes.

"I can't run anymore. I can't run anymore. I'm exhausted."

"Straight bitches, why do they ride in a car and ride a horse, but I have to run on two legs?"

"Donkey Sun, I was so anxious that I turned around and surrendered to the Liao people. I can still continue to be an official."

The worst thing was a group of old masters from the Hanlin Academy and the Pavilion Hall. They were the weakest. They ran so pale that they even vomited bile while sitting on the ground.

There were several respected old masters, some with dull eyes, murmuring and asking: "Why is it like this?"

Some beat their feet and chests, and cursed bitterly: "There are traitors in the court! They blocked the way of speech and corrupted the rules and regulations, which is why today's disaster has happened."

The people running past them curled their lips in disdain.

Xiaozhangdu is a ferry of the Yellow River. There is a dock warehouse of the transshipment department nearby and there are several watercrafts. We first protected the officials and their party across the Yellow River. With the Yellow River blocking their way, no matter how fast the Liao cavalry was, it would be useless. I have already sent a quick cavalry to go to Xiaozhangdu to collect ships.

The group of people ran to Xiao Zhangdu panting, but were dumbfounded.

"Guan family, the Liao people are chasing after them urgently. They are light cavalry, with more than 20,000 riders, and can travel five hundred miles in a day and night. The top priority now is to get rid of the Liao people's pursuit.

Zhao Ji was startled and hurriedly called Liu Yanqing.

It's not without reason that Liu Erlang banished you.

Wanyan Wu Qimai took 16,000 Qingqi and rode all the way to the north of Xindu City. From a distance, he saw black smoke billowing, fires everywhere, and cries shaking the sky.

You are a mess in fighting, but you are a first-class expert in escaping. A hundred thousand troops were trapped in Yanjing, but you and your son ran thousands of miles to Xindu intact.

Zhao Ji was so excited that tears filled his eyes, "The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the rough grass knows the loyal ministers. In times of crisis, I am lucky to have a loyal minister like Liu Qing. I am blessed by the Song Dynasty."

"We ran all the way, day and night, and thousands of horses were killed by our horses. How come there are still people from the Song Dynasty running ahead of us?" Wanyan Wu begged to buy and looked up to the sky and sighed.

"What a thief, the Song Dynasty people got the news early?" Wanyan Wu Qimai felt a chill in his heart.

Zhao Kai looked at Liu Yanqing and couldn't help cursing in his heart.

Unable to capture the officials of the Song Dynasty as hostages, Zhen Wuhuan and Liu Erlang teamed up to cut themselves into eighteen pieces, neat and precise.

After crossing the Yellow River, we can calmly transfer to Daming City, return to Bianjing, and wait for the troops of King Qin from all directions to wipe out this group of Liao people who are clowns. "

"Guan family, let's rush to Xiao Zhangdu now." Liu Yanqing replied respectfully.

Seeing that the direction was not south but southeast, Zhao Kai felt something was wrong and quickly reported it to his father Zhao Ji.

Others are like headless flies, but you want to take advantage of the natural dangers of the Yellow River to avoid pursuing soldiers. What a talent!

"The Jiedu envoys are probably Liu Yanqing and his son." Wanyan Onun guessed.

Straight bitch!

A few days ago, weren't you the old people who were getting carried away with eating and drinking at the feast, and singing praises to your heart's content?

"Liu Aiqing, where are we going?"

"Where are you going for?" Zhao Ji asked in shock.

"What a bastard, these Liu family father and son are like mud when fighting, how can they escape with their lives as if they have wings!" Wanyan Wu begged for money and cursed.

"Jiedu Envoy, why don't we search around and ask about the whereabouts of the officials of the Song Dynasty. The Liu family and his son are very fast, and the officials of the Song Dynasty are very delicate. They must not be able to run far." Wanyan Yan's mother suggested.

"Yes!" Wanyan Wu was overjoyed when begging for money. He whipped up his whip and shouted: "Search everywhere, find the richly dressed people, and ask them about the whereabouts of their officials."

Tens of thousands of Liao army cavalry dispersed and rushed into the crowd like wolves and tigers.

With a bang, the crowd cried and screamed louder, like an exploding bonfire, splashing everywhere.

After the Liao cavalry slashed to death hundreds of people with sabers, stabbed hundreds of people to death with lances, and shot two to three hundred people to death with bows and arrows, everything inside and outside Xindu City suddenly became quiet.

Nearly 100,000 Song soldiers and civilians were hiding in various places, shivering like a group of sheep surrounded by wild wolves. He knew that he was doomed, but he hoped that the evil wolf would eat his companion first so that he could survive for a while longer. After a while, the cavalry dragged in several Song officials. They were all wearing purple robes and red robes. Their hats were missing and one of their official boots was missing. He was thrown in front of Wanyan Wu begging for money, huddled together like a few quails.

"Where is your official family?" Wanyan Nianhan asked loudly.

"I don't know!" the officials replied tremblingly.

"A bunch of trash! No wonder even the Liao people look down on you!" Wanyan Yanmu and Wanyan Yinwushu scolded disdainfully, "Are all the officials in the Song Dynasty like this? Haha, the Southern barbarians are all a bunch of cowards. Even before the knife was placed on my neck, I was so scared that I was pissed!"

"Hmph! You don't want to insult me, a scholar of the Song Dynasty. I uphold the righteousness of heaven and earth, understand the principles of sages, behave righteously, stand upright, and are not afraid of swords and axes!"

An official in red robes walked out proudly from the crowd.

"Righteous? You, a southern barbarian, are not afraid of death?" Wanyan's mother shouted.

"A gentleman behaves righteously, while a villain behaves evilly. With righteousness in his heart, he is not afraid of life or death." The man answered with his head held high.

His hands in the sleeves of his robe kept shaking.

"I didn't expect that there are brave people among the Southern Barbarians. What's your name?" Wanyan Wu Qimai said in approval.

"I am Qin Hui, a bachelor of the Baohe Hall of the Great Song Dynasty and the Minister of Rites, Qin Huizhi." Qin Hui quickly cupped his hands, bent down and saluted, and replied loudly.

There are only three small ships on Xiaozhang Ferry, which can only carry about seven or eight hundred people.

However, there were more than 2,000 people who came with Zhao Ji and his party, as well as thousands of escorting officers and soldiers. In total, they could only fit a quarter of it.

Liu Yanqing made a prompt decision and ordered his close confidants to take people on board, hold the planks, and let people on board one by one.

As soon as the officials, the third prince Zhao Kai, the sixth prince Zhao Qi, Wang Guifei, and Cui Guifei were put on the boat, suddenly dust started flying in the distance, and someone shouted: "The Liao people are coming to kill us!"

The flow of people who had been orderly just now suddenly became panicked. No longer caring about their noble or humble status, they pushed forward desperately, just to squeeze into the boat where they could escape.

Bai Shizhong squeezed forward, and hundreds of strong sergeants, petty officials, and chamberlains pushed forward, but the seventh prince Zhao Xu, the eighth prince Zhao Yan, Concubine Wang Xian, Guiyi, Shuyi, Wanyi, Wang Fu and others Squeezed aside.

The waves of people surged, and these people disappeared quickly like dead leaves in the waves.

Seeing more and more people coming on the planks, Liu Yanqing, who was on another ship, ordered without hesitation: "Tear down the planks, and anyone who dares to come up again will be killed without mercy."

Zhao Kai, who was standing on another boat, shouted: "We can't evacuate, we can't evacuate! There are still people who haven't come up, and there are still people who haven't come up."

"It will be over if we don't evacuate. If so many people come up, the ship will sink and everyone will die!" Liu Guangshi, who was on the same ship as him, shouted fiercely, "Chop with knives and poke with guns. Don't let anyone let go." Get aboard or everyone will die!"

The people who got on the boat quickly helped to remove the slats, while the rest stood on the side of the boat, waving steel knives and spears to prevent the people on the shore from climbing up. There were other people, under the command, waving the oars and rowing desperately.

The ship slowly left the shore, and people on the shore rushed toward the ship like crazy. Some stepped on people's heads and climbed onto the side of the ship. Their hands were cut off by knives, stabbed in the chest, and they fell into the water screaming.

The people behind were still pushing forward desperately, and the people on the shore were squeezed into the river like dumplings. Hundreds of people were splashing in the water.

"I am Dazai, I am Dazai Wang Fu, please save me!" A man in purple robes sank and floated in the rolling river, and disappeared after a while.

The oars paddled desperately, and the north wind blew the sails. The three canoe boats sailed upstream for dozens of miles. At dusk, they slowly docked at Chonghua Town, Qinghe River, Enzhou on the other side.

Safe.

Zhao Ji, who had been sitting on tenterhooks in the cabin, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The tragic scene involving Xiao Zhangdu cut into his heart like a knife.

"Who is that person on the shore?" someone asked on the bow of the boat.

"I am the person sent by King Kang and the envoy from Hebei and Beijing to pick you up. This is our badge."

"It's Prince Kang's waist badge."

Zhao Ji breathed a long sigh of relief. Brother Ninth sent someone from Daming. He was really a filial child.

Zhao Kai, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said: "No, Daming City is hundreds of miles away from us. How did Lao Jiu know that we would escape here and send someone to pick us up early?"

Zhao Ji's face turned pale, and Liu Guangshi shouted at the bow of the boat: "The thieves are from Liao, they are from Liao! King Kang colluded with the Liao people, intending to hijack the official family, come here, protect him, protect him!"

(End of this chapter)

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