Became a feudal lord in the late Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 1 The Attacking Song People

The second year of Baoda in Liao Dynasty and the fourth year of Xuanhe in Northern Song Dynasty.

In October, the cold wind in the north is getting stronger, and the country is swaying like a candle in the wind.

Since Shi Jingtang of the Five Dynasties dedicated the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun to his Khitan "father Khan", it has been separated from the Central Plains for hundreds of years until today.

Among them, after the Liao Kingdom acquired Youzhou, it was promoted from a government office to a capital city. Because it was located in the south of the country, it was called "Nanjing", and the Nanjing here was not the stone city. The city wall stretches for thirty-six miles, is three feet high, and one foot and five feet wide. It has eight gates and is extremely majestic.

The Liao court later renamed it "Xijin Mansion".

Let’s call it Yanjing.

Looking outside the city of Yanjing, there is a vast expanse of barren farmland. There are no human beings in the countryside. Crows howl and fly across the sky, and then there is deathly silence.

Several miserable howls woke up the morning in Yanjing City.

"Song people, Song people are coming to the city!"

The shouting had a hint of black humor, after all, this kind of sound had not happened many times in a hundred years.

The city began to ring the bell as a warning. When the Han people's horse hooves stepped on the street again, a muscular young man with a slightly younger face stood at the corner of the street and watched coldly as his "ancestors" rushed onto the street in groups. They chased and killed the small number of Liao soldiers.

Behind him, there was a woman huddled, with a delicate face, no more than Xiaojiabiyu at most, but the millstone and chest were extra generous, her hands were around the young man's waist, her face was full of anxiety.

"Dalang, where did these soldiers come from?"

"You heard me."

Liu Ling said calmly: "He is from Song Dynasty."

Seeing her sweetheart so calm, the woman couldn't help but feel dependent on him. She thought to herself that he was indeed Liu Lang, and he was very courageous.

But what Liu Ling was thinking about was how to escape later.

He is not of this world.

Liu Ling was considered a wealthy man in his previous life, and he liked to actively try various sports, including horseback riding and archery. As for archery, the archery coach once praised Liu Ling's talent many times as the best he had ever seen in his life.

But God was deliberately joking, but he eventually fell seriously ill and died in bed; perhaps it was because of the history of the Song Dynasty that he read before he died, and his last glance was left on the page of the second year of Jingkang, an unknown wind. He picked up the page and rolled him here.

It is also called time travel.

Liu Ling's identity is just that of an ordinary citizen. He has only traveled through time for a month and has no foundation;
  The woman next to her is named Wan Niang. She is a sarcastic woman and her childhood sweetheart. This year, her old mother fell ill and passed away. Liu Ling has been taking care of her because of her relationship with her. In the end, he helped Wan Niang take care of her mother's affairs. Afterlife.

After the funeral was over, all the house and property in Wan Niang's family were divided up by relatives. At this time, Wan Niang also expressed her feelings and hoped to marry Liu Ling.

Both of them are orphans. Whether it's because of sympathy for the same illness or some other reasons, Liu Ling can't refuse.

And, she's really smooth.

Relying on the gifts brought by the late wife and the little money Liu Ling had saved previously, the couple worked together to support the family, and they had been loving each other for the past month.

It is now the fourth year of Xuanhe, and there are still at least several years before the disgrace of Jingkang. In other words, Liu Ling has the opportunity to make up for the regrets he had when he read the history of the Song Dynasty.

But now, he is already involved in another major event that can change his destiny.

As we all know, the people of the Song Dynasty missed the land of Yanyun almost obsessively. However, this year the Liao people showed signs of decline. The Song Dynasty thought that it was the right time and ordered Cai Jing's sons Cai You and Tong Guan to lead their troops to Gaoyang Pass. The soldiers went to Baigou and divided into two groups to attack Liao. However, they eventually returned defeated with countless casualties.

This was the first battle of the Song Dynasty to attack Yanjing.

By now in October, the Liao State was in charge of the Ever Victorious Army, and Guo Yaoshi, who was left behind in Zhuozhou, surrendered to the Song Dynasty. At the same time, he led an army to join the war. When the front army was frustrated, he asked to lead troops and horses to surprise Yanjing, and he succeeded.

There is a clear record in history: after the Song army entered the city, they looted and killed Khitan, Xi and other foreigners in the city.

Liu Ling glanced at the late wife beside him. She was mocking. "follow me."

"it is good."

The sound of trampling horse hooves could be heard on the street. When Liu Ling was going upstairs, he saw a neighbor's family of four being dragged into the street. The wife was walking in front of her, her chest surging like waves. She looked back, confused. Said: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, let's go."

The neighbor's family of four were forced to kneel on the ground. A large number of Song soldiers passed by them and began to kick in the doors from house to house in search of "Liao soldiers."

Liu Ling placed Wan Niang in his place and shushed her gently. Wan Niang nodded slightly, her eyes full of fear.

As early as a month ago, when Liu Ling understood his situation, he began to renovate his attic, at least to have a place to hide in times of war. He had no capital, so he could barely live in Yanjing City with his wife. , but if you want to go to other places, one is because you have no money, and the other is because you have no background.

The door downstairs was kicked open, and immediately the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets began to be heard in the house, as well as the Chinese that Liu Ling was familiar with, that is, the Mandarin of the Song Dynasty with a slight accent.

There are gaps between the wooden boards in the attic, and you can see the scene downstairs from inside.

"Damn it, Pharmacist Guo, he won't rob it himself, and he won't let us rob it either."

"Let me tell you, this thief Wangba is a beast born from a donkey bird. He and the Liao people are just ordinary beasts. No wonder I feel sorry for them."

"General Gao has said that we are allowed to rob the city. Who cares what Liao Gou Guo Pharmacist says?"

The two Song soldiers smashed Wan Niang's most cherished dressing box downstairs, found some valuable items from it, and left with satisfaction.

"What do we do now?"

The late wife whispered.

Liu Ling thought for a moment. He knew that this war would end in a disastrous defeat for the Song people. However, the Liao Kingdom itself was in decline and was about to be destroyed. In addition, whether it was the Liao Dynasty or the later Jin Dynasty, the Han people were inferior people under their rule. Liu Ling naturally didn't want to stay here anymore.

"Let's wait until the Song people retreat."

He had a vague plan in mind. After all, as a civilian now, he couldn't do anything. He could only take one step at a time.

Not long after the two Song soldiers left, there was a slight noise from the broken door. Liu Ling held down the dagger in his arms and looked coldly, recognizing that it was the neighbor's little daughter. He thought that just now the neighbor's family of four had been killed. After being dragged to the street, the girl must have escaped secretly.

But unfortunately, when she was looking around to find a place to hide, Song Bing appeared silently outside the door, looking at the girl with her back turned to her, with a bit of excitement in her eyes.

The late wife covered her mouth and obeyed Liu Ling's words, not daring to make any sound.

The girl's mouth was also covered, and she screamed hoarsely. She struggled desperately, but Song Bing, with a grin on his face, held her mouth with one hand and dragged her to the back room with the other.

Wan Niang turned around and saw that Liu Ling had put down the ladder at some point. She turned around and glanced at Wan Niang. Liu Ling said expressionlessly: "Everything is in the bag at your hand. Food and drink are in the bucket. Wait here for three days." The people of Song Dynasty will retreat, and then you can live a good life."

"Don't go." Wan Niang immediately knew what he was going to do and was about to rush over to grab him. Liu Ling pushed her hand away and whispered:
  "I can't bear it."

After traveling through time, the only thing that satisfied him was that this body was extremely healthy and strong.

At the same time, my conscience has not changed.

He climbed down the ladder softly and heard a hoarse cry for help coming from inside the house. The ladder behind him creaked. He turned around and saw that the late wife had also climbed down. She was trembling all over. Only her face was full of tears. Be firm.

"I'll accompany you."

Liu Ling shook his head and put the kitchen knife on the table in her hand.

"Then you'll have to chop harder later."

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