Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

There was heavy snow in Guanshan, and it was also extremely cold in Jiangnan at this moment!

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

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

After a while, the front door of the house opened, and an old man in his seventies walked out of it!

"Master Qin, why did you personally come to the old man?" This seventy-year-old old man showed a surprise expression on his face, said.

"Mr. Yang is a member of the Confucian school and is well-known in the world! Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. I naturally want to pay a New Year's greetings to Mr. Yang!" The minister bowed and said.

"Quickly, quickly! Please come in!" The 70-year-old man was overjoyed and said.

The current minister of the first grade followed this old man into the house! This house is magnificent, with servants everywhere, and countless beautiful maids! The first-grade minister didn't even look at these maids. Instead, the seventy-year-old old man kept peeking around, showing a fascinating expression from time to time!

The winter plums in the yard are already in full bloom, extremely beautiful!

The old man invited the minister into the main house, and it was unusually warm here! It turns out there is a stove burning here! The window is slightly open, and the aroma of winter plums is constantly floating in, which is refreshing!

Two sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls came in with hot tea and put them on the table! When the maid retired, the old man still touched a maid's buttocks, with a lewd smile on his face, not to mention!

The old man is so wretched, but the first-grade minister's expression hasn't changed, as if turning a blind eye! For this old man, he was contemptuous in his heart, but his face always carried a respectful look!

"Master Qin, have you returned to China for more than a year?" the old man said.

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

"Last year you offered your plan to your majesty, united with Jurchen, attacked Guanshan, defeated the Xuanwu hypocrite, and was well-known in the world! For Master Qin, you are also very impressed by the old man!" said the old man.

"Qin dare not be!" the minister hurriedly said.

"But in June last year, why did you return from Guanshan? You should continue to stay there and continue to command operations!" said the old man.

"The situation in North Korea and China is complicated. Qin was framed by an adulterer and had to return!" the minister said.

"I understand this too! Some people in the DPRK really make people look down upon them!" The old man nodded and said.

"Mr. Yang, I am here today. Apart from paying you a New Year's greeting, there is one more important thing to ask!" said the minister.

"What's the matter? Let's talk!" the old man said.

At this moment, the old man was already frowning secretly, he thought that if this matter would offend others, he would definitely not do it!

"Mr. Yang, it is like this. Mr. Ming Dao and Mr. Yichuan are well-known in the world, they are Confucian sages! I want to persuade your majesty to compile the suicide notes, collections, and scriptures of the two gentlemen into a book and send them to Taixue. A must-learn subject for Taixue! In addition, in the future, the imperial examination can also use the words of the two gentlemen as the topic! I want to ask Mr. Yang to persuade your majesty with me. I wonder if Mr. Yang can agree?" The minister said.

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

Mr. Ming Dao and Mr. Yi Chuan are well-known Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi in history, one of the founders of Confucian Neo-Confucianism! However, although Neo-Confucianism has become the mainstream of Confucianism, Neo-Confucianism has not been officially recognized before Zhu Xi! Science has not formally entered Taixue, and the imperial examination will not be biased towards science! But according to this minister, if the emperor agrees to his request, I am afraid that Neo-Confucianism will immediately become the official authenticity of Confucianism!

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

"This... this is naturally agreed!" The old man flushed with excitement and his voice trembled.

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

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

"I'm afraid that you and I can't add up!" The minister said again.

"How about that?" the old man said.

"I'm afraid we need the help of the great Confucians in Jiangnan!" 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 excited, and now the old man made people contact the well-known great scholars in Lin'an!

In the middle of the night of this day, the old man wrote a letter together with more than ten great scholars in Lin'an City, impeaching the prime minister Wang Boyan, Lin'an prefect Huang Qianshan for ruining political affairs, embezzling gold and silver, and taking over dozens of crimes! After that, the old man sent people to contact other Jiangnan Confucian scholars overnight, preparing to impeach Wang Boyan and Huang Qianshan in the name of the entire Jiangnan Confucian world! In front of all the great scholars in the south of the Yangtze River, even Emperor Jianyan Zhao Gou must make a concession! Zhao Gou did not resist the courage of the entire Confucian circle.

The night was already dark, and in the Five Kingdoms 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. Most of them are Jurchen soldiers. These Jurchen soldiers are lying on the hot kang and are already asleep!

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

The famous Song Huizong and Song Qinzong in history are in these five cities at this moment!

Unfortunately, they did not receive the treatment of Jurchen soldiers! Jurchen soldiers can lie on the hot kang, but they can only lie on the cold ground!

The house they live in is also extremely dilapidated, and the cold wind is constantly blowing outside! The temperature here is extremely cold, especially in ancient times, the temperature here has reached minus fifty degrees!

Song Huizong trembled and couldn't sleep at all!

When he was in Kaifeng, although he was in his forties, he was well maintained and looked no different from a young man! It is the fifth year of Xuanwu. In the past only five years, he has actually looked 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!

In addition to Song Huizong, there are several eunuchs in the room, and these eunuchs are also shivering and unable to sleep!

"Go and call the emperor!" Song Huizong said, unable to sleep.

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

Song Qinzong was in a room in the southeast corner at this moment. He and a few former ministers of the DPRK were huddled together to warm each other! However, even so, he couldn't sleep!

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

"Even if it is in the Five Kingdoms City, even if it is a puppet, the etiquette of Song Qinzong has not been lost at all!"

"The emperor is flat! I really can't sleep for my father, so I have a conversation with you!" Song Huizong said.

"Father!" Song Qinzong sighed long, feeling distressed in his heart.

"When do you think we are a head in a day like this?" Song Huizong said.

"I heard that the ninth brother has already enthroned in the south of the Yangtze River. In the future, the ninth brother may be able to rescue us back!" Song Qinzong said.

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

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

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

"I wanted to ask those golden 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, said, "Didn't Chen'er have died in the war?"

On that day, Zhao Chen used Xiao San'er as a stand-in, and he escaped by himself. This matter is already known to the world! However, Song Huizong and Song Qinzong were in the five kingdoms, and they knew the news as well!

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

"This...this...really does not kill me, Da Song! It is a pity that the queen is dead! Chen'er is now a man without a mother! It's all my fault, I can't help them!" Song Qinzong suddenly Kneeling on the ground, hiding his face and crying!

Song Huizong also hid his face and cried! They have been imprisoned here for five years and suffered for five years. In the past five years, they have naturally reflected on their previous actions and regretted it long ago! Whether it's Hana Shizuna or appointing a traitor, they all regret it! They even secretly vowed that if they could return to the Central Plains, they would never be like before!

"But now there are two emperors in the Song Dynasty? How can this be good?" Song Qinzong said after a while.

"Chen'er is the eldest son of the royal family, a well-known prince, he inherits the throne for granted! It is your ninth brother, he is only a feudal king, should assist Chen'er, how can he ascend the throne without authorization? Now it seems that he is also a chaotic court thief. !" Song Huizong said.

Song Qinzong nodded and agreed! 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 said again.

"Fortunately, he has been accepted as a righteous son by me! Renamed Zhao San!" Song Qinzong said.

He thought that his son was dead, so he took the same-looking Xiao San'er as his son, just to talk about lovesickness!

"That's okay! Today on the first day of the Lunar New Year, I also hide two steamed buns here, you go and call him, and our grandfather and grandson will spend a new year!" Song Huizong said.

After a while, Xiao San'er also walked in. The three cried and ate the steamed buns. Finally, the three of them hugged each other to resist the cold, and slowly the three of them finally fell asleep!

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

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

The cold wind blows, and her clothes are constantly swinging! She looked calm, as if she was enjoying the cold wind!

Not long afterwards, a nun in a sash came behind her!

"Master, I'm about to go south!" The girl slowly said after hearing the voice behind her.

The cold wind howled, but the girl's voice clearly passed into the ears of the man in cloth.

"The turmoil in the arena is sinister, take care!" said the nun.

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

"This is nature! Emperor Jianyan is the king whose destiny belongs. I have always been sent to assist the king, so naturally I should help him!" said the nun.

"Tui'er understands!" The girl nodded.

"There is also this picture to be sent to Emperor Jianyan, for Emperor Jianyan to use!" The nun said again.

She handed a picture to the girl's hand, the girl took it, and hid it next to her body! Then she turned around and bowed to the man in cloth, and then strode down the mountain!