Fu Song

Chapter 671
The queen in the thorn cloth skirt is sitting on the side, skillfully stitching a cotton padded jacket with flying needles. The most noble woman in the world who used to be the most noble woman in the world, now has white hair like frost on her temples, fish lines on the corners of her eyes, and earlobes. Frostbite is conspicuous above, fingers are red, swollen and chapped.

Zhao Yuan knelt and sat on the other side, and poured two bowls of hot goat's milk from an iron pot with a broken lid, gave one bowl to Zhao Jing, and sent the other bowl to the queen.

Luo Yi left, leaving behind the bottle of medicine.

Of course, there are some food and clothes and bedding he brought.

But Zhao Jing refused to eat anything Luo Yi brought.

He was afraid that these things might be poisonous.

"They are so vicious, they actually want to kill the king!" Zhao Jing's face was distorted in anger: "The Luo family is not a good thing. When they were in Tokyo, they should be killed just like the Xiao family. Now That Luo Gang colluded with Xiao Erlang, and Luo Song colluded with Xiao Sanniang, nothing good, they just want to kill me!"

Zhao Yuan remained silent, but roasted the frozen black bun over the fire until it became soft, then broke it into small pieces and put them in the goat's milk bowl.

"Your Majesty, eat something!"

"Ziyu, you are the only one I can trust now!" Zhao Jing picked up the bowl and sighed, "Even those slaves don't look at me right now. One day, I will cramp and skin them!"

Those palace maids have long been robbed and divided up, and even those eunuchs have also been made slaves, and only some old and weak people are left here, but these people are now He didn't have much respect for Zhao Jing either. If it wasn't for Zhao Yuan's persistence, it would be very difficult for Zhao Jing to survive the past few years.

"The government treats me like a national scholar, and the kindness is incomparable. Now that I am in trouble, I will naturally do my best!" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, the strong wind knows the strong grass, and the toughness knows the hero!" The corners of Zhao Jing's eyes were moist: "I'm about to turn around, Ziyu, I won't treat you badly. From now on, if there is mine, there will be yours, you." My brothers match."

"The officials don't want to bully me. The king is the king, and the minister is the minister. Don't mess up the order."

"Didn't Little Thief Luo say that Emperor Liao wanted me to be King of Song Dynasty? When we go back, I will definitely reward you heavily!" Zhao Jing laughed.

"Are the officials ready to deal with this matter?" Zhao Yuan held up a broken bowl, but there was only some boiled water in the bowl.

"Of course!" Zhao Jing seemed very excited: "This is my chance, a great chance to get rid of the current predicament, a chance to make a comeback."

"But the official, Luo Yi is right about one thing, that is, once the official agrees to this matter, it will indeed be infamous in history." Zhao Yuan took a sip of hot water and said slowly.

"So what?" Zhao Jing looked a little excited: "Ziyu, I think back then, Tang Gaozu was not the same as Hu. If he hadn't bowed his knees to the Huns and borrowed soldiers from the Huns, he would have unified the world and achieved success." Great Tang great industry? Looking at the current history books, who dares to say that he is not a generation of Mingjun, not a generation of heroes? Didn’t the Xiongnu also be beaten by the Tang Dynasty in the end and fled far away? can do it."

He leaned forward, and put his hands on Zhao Yuan's shoulders, "Where there is a will, there is a way. If you break the boat, you will end up in Chu. If you work hard, you will live up to the sky. If you try your best, you can swallow Wu with three thousand soldiers." Ziyu, as long as you help me, what's the problem for us to endure the humiliation and reappear the glory of the Han and Tang Dynasties? You will help me, won't you?"

Zhao Jing nodded with a smile: "I will always be loyal to the official family, so naturally I want to help you."

"Okay, okay, then let's wait for the emperor of Liao to send someone!" Zhao Jingyang laughed loudly: "After all, there will be a day when you turn around, Xiao'er, just wait for me to come back, those who betrayed me People, I want to make you regret it!"

Zhao Yuan got up, put away the bottle of medicine that Luo Yi left behind when he left, and put it in his arms.

"Ziyu, stop!" The queen's voice came from behind.

Zhao Yuan turned around and looked at the queen.

"Ziyu's clothes are too thin. This padded jacket is too old for you!" The queen handed the padded jacket that was just finished to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan bowed and took it: "In the past, Zhao Yuan received many rewards, but today this cotton coat is the most precious."

The queen was dejected for a while, and then said: "Ziyu is a great talent, can't you let the officials dispel this idea? I would rather die than the officials become the king of Song, who is so troublesome. This is the greatest insult to us."

Zhao Yuan remained silent for a long while, then turned around with his hands folded, and left slowly.

Behind her, the queen shed tears in the two lines.

Zhao Jing didn't have to wait long, and the envoy from Zhongjing had already arrived at the Five Kingdoms City.

Different from Luo Yi's last time when he came here with light vehicles, this time, there were more than a dozen vehicles and hundreds of people, and the Shan army even surrounded the small city tightly.

In the past, this place has never been so lively.

Although there are thousands of Shan troops stationed there, these Shan troops guarding Zhao Jing is just a name, mainly focusing on the surrounding Jurchen tribes.

As for the captives of Song State, no one cared about them, let alone whether they were dead or alive.

In the past two years, how can there be few princes and grandchildren who have died of cold, starvation and disease?
It is still thrown into the big pit, and after a few shovels of soil, the dust will return to the dust, and the soil will return to the soil. In the next spring, everything will recover, and the green grass will grow, and even the last trace will disappear.

Sun Chun smiled and got out of the carriage.

As the confidant of the Empress Dowager Chengtian, now Sun Chun, as the left servant of the official department of the Zhongjing court after the political reform, has power all over the world. It can be said that he is stomping his feet.

Slightly different from Xiao Erlang and Xiao Cheng's political reforms in Jiangning, Empress Dowager Chengtian did not completely abolish the previous two-track ruling method of the nation returning to the nation and the Han people returning to the Han people.

In Shangjing, the South and North Courts still exist.

It's just that it's the same as the six nine ministers of the Song Dynasty in the past, and it has become a decoration, with only position and no power.

And in Zhongjing, this set of service system under the jurisdiction of the six ministries under the jurisdiction of Zhengshitang is the real power center.

Those who work in Zhongjing are the dignitaries in power.

Those who sit in Beijing are those who have lost their power to go there to retire.

Luo Song designed this system of government for the Empress Dowager Chengtian, imitating the two-track system in the Song Dynasty, which solved the problem that the Empress Dowager wanted to be right, but did not want to cause too much backlash from the older generation in the country.

It's not bad for your money and treatment, but don't mess with other things.

In the past, this system was a heavy financial burden for the Song Dynasty, and the redundant officials became a burden that the court could not get rid of, but now the Liao Kingdom does not have this problem. Qi Wu search is.

And the current Empress Dowager Chengtian is also good at making money.

In the past, most of the supplies were basically dependent on the Song Dynasty. The situation is rapidly changing. Those craftsmen who were looted from the Song Dynasty are becoming the production backbone of the Liao Kingdom.

A large number of skilled workers are profoundly changing the status quo of Liao.

Excitedly, Zhao Jing greeted them regardless of face, but he was terrified by the heads stuck on the long spear blades of the leading troops.

"They're all guys who want to do harm to your majesty!" Sun Chun just bowed slightly to be regarded as a salute, but Zhao Jing, crossed his hands and raised his eyebrows, made a big salute. "They are all assassins sent from the south. They want to assassinate the Lord. However, we have already prepared for it. Come one, kill one, come two to kill one pair! It was supposed to arrive two days ago, but in order to attract more Such a guy flies to the flame, so he waited for two more days, and he gained a lot!"

Zhao Jing was shocked.

"Thank you Sun Shilang for saving me!"

"It's easy, it's easy!" Sun Chun looked down at Zhao Jing with a smile. "King Song, please also accept the orders of His Majesty the Daliao Emperor!"

Zhao Jing was stunned for a while, and then he suddenly understood.

As soon as he lifted his robe, he actually knelt upright in the snow like this.

The former emperor of the Song Dynasty, the king of a country who was called brother and brother with the former emperor Yelujun of the Liao Kingdom, just knelt down in front of Sun Chun.

Sun Chun, who had a look of contempt in his eyes, quickly concealed his emotions, and read aloud the emperor of the Daliao Dynasty to confer Zhao Jing as the King of Song and to return to Tokyo.

King Song was the head of all the kings in the south, and King Quzhen of Zhao, King Liu Quanyi of Jin, Liu Yu of Qi, and even Hebei Road were placed under the command of King Song.

"Thank you!" I kowtowed on the ground and shouted thank you.

Sun Chun smiled and stepped forward to support Zhao Jing.

The servants carried the things loaded on the car into the house one by one. The best clothes and bedding, exquisite food, and a wide range of accessories quickly filled the house.

The queen is dead.

When Zhao Jing and Sun Chun were laughing and chatting happily in front of them, she put the silk silk that Sun Chun sent on the beam of the house, and then hanged herself silently like this.

When the drunken Zhao Jing sent Sun Chun away and returned to the back room to continue sharing his joy with the queen, he found out that the queen had hanged himself.

Zhao Jing was not sad, on the contrary, only angry.

After decades of love between husband and wife, at the end of the day, this woman didn't help him but wanted to trick him!

After hearing the news, Zhao Yuan rushed over, and then let the queen down from the beam.

This former most honorable woman in the world was lying stiffly among the soft quilts that had just been delivered, but she was wearing the torn linen clothes she had been wearing for the past two years, with patches piled on top of her head. , with only a wooden fork stuck in it.

Sun Chun sent a lot of beautiful clothes, and the head and face were all made according to the queen's rules, but even if this woman died, she did not wear these things on herself.

"The concubine came innocent, so she should go innocent!"

This is the last sentence left by the queen to Zhao Jing.

After Sun Chun got the news, he came over to take a look at the woman, and after bowing respectfully, he dragged Zhao Jing, who was furious and cursing, to another house, and then handed over the funeral to Zhao Yuanlai. manage.

The words "do things cheaply" were left by Sun Chun to Zhao Yuan.

It means that no matter what standard of funeral Zhao Yuan had for the queen, he would agree to it, and he even left many people to serve Zhao Yuan, the money he left, and this house The things in it are enough for Zhao Yuan to hold a decent funeral for the queen.

But Zhao Yuan didn't want anything.

He carefully wrapped the Queen's body in a roll of sackcloth.

The linen was spun by the queen herself.

A roll of mats was wrapped around the outside.

Then, right in the middle of the room, he had someone dig a big pit and buried the queen.

The tombstone is very simple, just a bluestone tablet with five characters engraved on it.

The tomb of Qu Weirui.

As for her queen status, Zhao Yuan didn't even mention it.

It is too ironic to mention her past noble status here.

Presumably she would not agree.

Zhao Jing wished he could follow Sun Chun out of this ghostly place immediately.

He didn't even want to wait until the queen's first seven had passed.

But Sun Chun still had to pay a visit to the bedridden Supreme Emperor.

Empress Dowager Chengtian sent a highly skilled imperial physician to treat this guy whose life was hanging by a thread.

Naturally, Xiao Chuo was not out of kindness.

She just didn't want Zhao Suo to die so soon.

Almost every year, Xiao Chuo sent the best doctor to treat Zhao Suo, and Zhao Suo's treatment was much better than Zhao Jing's.

At least, Zhao Suo still has a dedicated person to serve him. Although the conditions are extremely poor, it is only compared with the people of the emperor's class.Zhao Suo's current life is almost better than that of ordinary Liao people.

It's just that Zhao Suo is on the other side of the city.

Normally, Zhao Suo and Zhao Jing never had the chance to meet each other.

Now that Zhao Jing was leaving, he never mentioned to Sun Chun that he would meet his old father.

After several years of suffering, Zhao Jing tossed and turned in the last few days, making it difficult to sleep.

But he didn't dare to destroy Sun Chun.

Finally the day of departure came.

Sun Chun stood outside with a smile, watching the well-dressed Zhao Jing come out of the house.

Zhao Jing, who wore the robes made by Song Wangyi, was a little darker and thinner, but overall he was handsome. After all, he was an emperor, and he looked dignified.Sun Chun thought to himself that he could not do this.

Zhao Yuan is also wearing a purple robe and third-rank official uniform. He will be the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty.

Standing outside the threshold right now, seeing Zhao Jing appearing, he saluted and congratulated loudly.

Zhao Jingxi smiled and bent over to help Zhao Yuan up.

Monarchs and ministers share adversity and wealth, and the day when the great cause is achieved in the future, it must be a good story that will last forever.

At this turn, he did not stand up for a long time.

Sun Chun wrinkled his forehead slightly, and took a step forward.

Then he heard Zhao Jing's screams.

Taking a step back, Zhao Jing sat down on the threshold, pointing at Zhao Yuan tremblingly.

Sun Chun's pupils contracted, because a dagger was stuck in Zhao Jing's chest, at this moment, only the handle could be seen.

Zhao Yuan was still kneeling on the ground, with blood on his hands, but an extremely cheerful smile on his face.

Slowly he took off the outer purple gown, revealing the old gown that the queen had mended inside.

"Officials, you can't blame me, you have to thank me!" He walked up to Zhao Jing, sat down beside him, and took out a small jug from his arms.

Liao army soldiers wanted to rush up, but Sun Chun shook his head.

"15 years ago, the two of us sat side by side in front of the gate of your palace, and I told you, I can make you emperor!" Zhao Yuan murmured while drinking, "I did it."

Black blood trickled out of his mouth.

But Zhao Yuan was still drinking, drinking non-stop, pinching the blood into his mouth together.

"Brothers are fighting each other to the death. It doesn't matter to us, but we can't lose our position in front of the barbarians! Officials, don't you think so?"

Blood sprayed out one after another, and the wine gourd fell to the ground.

"Officials, if Xiao Erlang wins in the future, you still deserve to enjoy the Taimiao. You have to thank me!"

(End of this chapter)