Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

It is snowing heavily in Guanshan, and it is also extremely cold in Jiangnan at the moment!

In front of a huge mansion in the south of Lin'an Mansion, a minister wearing a first-grade imperial uniform was standing there! Countless servants around followed behind this minister!

This minister feels unusually "integrity", and at this moment he is standing quietly!

After a while, the main door of the house opened, and an old man in his seventies came out!

"Master Qin, why did you come to this old man in person?" The old man in his seventies said with a surprised expression on his face.

"Mr. Yang is a master of Confucianism, well-known all over the world! Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so I naturally want to pay New Year's greetings to Mr. Yang!" The official minister bowed and saluted, and said.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Please come in!" The seventy-year-old man said with great joy in his heart.

At that moment, the first-class minister followed the old man into the house! This house is magnificent, full of servants, and countless beautiful maids! The ministers of the first grade didn't even look at these maids, but the old man in his seventies kept looking back and forth, showing a bit of obsessive expression from time to time!

The wintersweet in the yard is already in full bloom, so beautiful!

The old man invited the minister into the main house, and it was extremely warm here! It turns out that there is a stove burning here! The window is slightly open, and the aroma of wintersweet outside is constantly wafting in, which is refreshing!

Two girls aged sixteen or seventeen came in with hot tea and put it on the table! When the maid stepped back, the old man touched the buttocks of a maid with a lewd smile on his face, not to mention that!

The old man was so wretched, but the face of the minister of the first rank did not change at all, as if he turned a blind eye! For this old man, he had contempt in his heart, but he always had a respectful look on his face!

"Master Qin, it has been more than a year since you returned to China?" the old man said.

"Yeah, it's been more than a year!" The minister nodded and said.

"Last year, you offered advice to His Majesty, joined forces with Jurchen, attacked Guanshan, defeated Xuanwu's hypocrite, and became famous all over the world! I admire you, Lord Qin!" said the old man.

"Qin doesn't dare to be that!" the minister hurriedly said.

"But last June, why did you come back from the Guanshan area? You should have stayed there and continued to command operations!" said the old man.

"The situation in the DPRK and China is complicated. Qin was framed by a traitor and had to return!" said the minister.

"I also understand this! Some people in the court are really embarrassing!" The old man nodded and said.

"Mr. Yang, I'm here today. Apart from wishing you a new year, I have another important thing to ask you!" the minister said.

"What's the matter? Tell me!" the old man said.

At this moment the old man had already frowned secretly, he thought to himself that if this matter would offend other people, he would definitely not do it!

"Mr. Yang, it's like this. Mr. Ming Dao and Mr. Yichuan are well-known in the world, and they are Confucian saints! I want to persuade Your Majesty to compile the suicide notes, anthologies, and scriptures of the two gentlemen into volumes and send them to the Imperial Academy. It is a must-learn subject for the Taixue! In addition, the words spoken by the two gentlemen can also be used as the subject of the imperial examination in the future! I want to ask Mr. Yang to join me in persuading His Majesty, but I wonder if Mr. Yang can agree?" said the minister.

"Ah!" The old man froze there all of a sudden!

Mr. Ming Dao and Mr. Yi Chuan are the famous Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi in history, one of the founders of Confucianism! However, although Neo Confucianism has become the mainstream of Confucianism, before Zhu Xi, Neo Confucianism had not been officially recognized by the government! Neo-Confucianism has not officially entered the Taixue, and the imperial examinations will not be biased towards Neo-Confucianism! However, according to the minister, if the emperor agreed to his request, Neo Confucianism would immediately become the officially recognized orthodox Confucianism!

"I wonder if Mr. Yang can agree?" the minister said again.

"This... of course I have to agree!" The old man blushed with excitement and his voice trembled.

"It's just that there is another difficulty. Although Qin is now the deputy prime minister, he was framed! I'm afraid His Majesty may not listen to Qin's words!" the minister said.

"This...you and I add up..." the old man said.

"I'm afraid you and I can't do it together!" The minister said again.

"How about that?" said the old man.

"I'm afraid I need the help of the great Confucians in the south of the Yangtze River!" The minister said again!

The two discussed in the room for a long time! In addition to this matter, some other important things were discussed! When the minister left, the old man was still very excited, and now the old man asked someone to contact the famous Confucian in Lin'an City!

In the middle of the night of this day, the old man wrote a letter together with more than a dozen great scholars in Lin'an City, impeaching Prime Minister Wang Boyan, Lin'an prefect Huang Qianshan for neglecting government affairs, embezzling gold and silver, and forcibly occupying civilian women, etc. Dozens of crimes! After that, the old man sent someone to contact other Jiangnan Confucianists overnight, planning to impeach Wang Boyan and Huang Qianshan in the name of the entire Jiangnan Confucian world! In front of all the great Confucians in the south of the Yangtze River, even Emperor Jianyan Zhao Gou had to make concessions! Zhao Gou did not have the guts to challenge the entire Confucian world.

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The night was already dark. In the Wuguo City, thousands of miles away, it was extremely desolate and extremely cold!

This is a very small city in the north. There are only a thousand people in the city, and more than half of them are Jurchen soldiers. These Jurchen soldiers are lying on the hot kang, and they have already fallen asleep!

Except for these Jurchen soldiers, the rest of the people here are all former Northern Song emperors and ministers!

The famous Song Huizong and Song Qinzong in history are all in the Five Kingdoms City at this moment!

It's a pity that they don't have the treatment of Jurchen soldiers! Jurchen soldiers can lie on the hot kang, but they can only lie on the cold ground!

The houses they lived in were also extremely dilapidated, and the cold wind outside kept blowing! The temperature here is extremely cold, especially in ancient times, the temperature here has reached minus 50 degrees!

Song Huizong's body was trembling, and he couldn't sleep at all!

When he was in Kaifeng, although he was over forty years old, he was well maintained and looked like a young man! Now is the fifth year of Xuanwu, and in the past five years, he looks extremely old, his hair is all white, his face is full of wrinkles, and he coughs from time to time! If history does not change, he will die of illness in four years time!

Besides Song Huizong, there were several eunuchs in the room, and these eunuchs were also shivering, unable to sleep!

"Go and call the emperor!" Song Huizong said immediately because he couldn't sleep.

The emperor he was talking about was naturally his son Song Qinzong. After Song Qinzong ascended the throne that day, he was already the Supreme Emperor!

Song Qinzong was in a room in the southeast corner at the moment, he was huddled together with a few former court ministers to keep each other warm! However, even so, he couldn't sleep!

The eunuch came over, and Song Qinzong followed the eunuch to Song Huizong's room!

"My ministers see my father!" Even in the Five Kingdoms City, even as a puppet, Song Qinzong's etiquette has not been lost at all!

"Let's go to the emperor! I really can't sleep as a father, so I want to talk to you!" Song Huizong said.

"Father!" Song Qinzong sighed long, feeling depressed.

"When do you think our days will be the same?" Song Huizong said.

"I heard that the ninth younger brother has ascended the throne in Jiangnan, and the ninth younger brother may be able to rescue us back in the future!" Song Qinzong said.

"This morning, I heard those Jin soldiers talk about a Xuanwu emperor! It seems that there are two great Song emperors in the south!" Song Huizong said.

"Ah? Two great Song emperors? How is this possible?" Song Qinzong said in disbelief.

The children of the royal family have all gone to the north, and there is no one else except Zhao Gou! He doesn't know who else can take the throne?

"I wanted to ask those Jin soldiers, but I didn't dare. I asked the eunuchs to ask. That Emperor Xuanwu seems to be Chen'er!" Song Huizong said.

"What?" Song Qinzong stayed there, and after a while, he said, "Didn't Chen'er die in the chaos of the war?"

Zhao Chen used Xiao San'er as a stand-in that day, and he escaped by himself. This incident has become known all over the world! However, Song Huizong and Song Qinzong were locked in the Five Kingdoms City, and they knew all about these news!

"Chen'er seems to be still alive! Moreover, he also defeated Jin Bing!" Song Huizong said.

"This... this... is really my Great Song Dynasty! Unfortunately, the queen is already dead! Chen'er is now a motherless person! It's all my fault, I'm sorry for them!" Song Qinzong suddenly Kneel down on the ground, cover your face and cry!

Song Huizong also covered his face and cried! They have been imprisoned here for five years and have suffered for five years. Naturally, they have also reflected on their past actions in the past five years, and they have long regretted it in their hearts! Whether it is Hua Shigang or the appointment of treacherous ministers, they all regret it! They even swore secretly that if they could return to the Central Plains, it would never be like before!

"But now there are actually two emperors in the Great Song Dynasty? What should we do?" Song Qinzong said after a while.

"Chen'er is the eldest son of the royal family, the rightful crown prince. He inherits the throne as a matter of course! But your ninth brother, he is just a vassal king, who should assist Chen'er, how can he ascend the throne without authorization? Now it seems that he is also a traitor. !” Song Huizong said.

Song Qinzong nodded in agreement! Originally, if his son was dead, he would naturally support Zhao Gou's ascension to the throne, but his son is still alive, how could he support Zhao Gou's ascension to the throne?

"Then Xiao San'er is okay now?" Song Huizong asked again.

"He's fine, he's been adopted by me as a foster son! Renamed Zhao San!" Song Qinzong said.

He thought his son was dead, so he adopted the younger son who had the same appearance as his adoptive son, just to chat and send lovesickness!

"That's fine! Today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, and I have two steamed buns hidden here. You go and call him, and the three of us, grandpa and grandson, will have a New Year's Eve!" Song Huizong said.

After a while, Xiao San'er also came in, and the three of them were crying while eating steamed buns. In the end, the three of them hugged each other to resist the cold. Slowly, the three of them finally fell asleep!

*** ***

At this moment, in the far northwest, there is also heavy snow here!

There are mountain peaks everywhere, and on one of the mountain peaks, a girl in white is standing there!

When the cold wind blows, her clothes keep shaking! She looked determined, as if she was enjoying the cold wind!

Not long after, a nun in black clothes came behind her!

"Master, I'm going south soon!" The girl said slowly when she heard the voice behind her.

The cold wind howled, but the girl's voice was heard clearly in the black-clothed man's ears.

"The turmoil in the Jianghu is dangerous, take care!" the nun said.

"Master, do you really want to help Emperor Jianyan this time when you go down the mountain?" the girl asked again.

"It's natural! Emperor Jianyan is the king whose destiny belongs to him. I have sent me to assist the king, so naturally I should help him!" the nun said.

"Teacher understands!" The girl nodded.

"There is also this picture to give to Emperor Jianyan for his use!" the nun said again.

She handed a picture to the girl, who took it and hid it close to her body! Then she turned around and bowed to the man in black, and then strode down the mountain!