Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 932 Zhao Ji's Death
As soon as this remark came out, the river bank suddenly became silent.

Not to mention that Yan Gao was stunned, even Song Jiang, who was already resentful towards Zhao Ji, stared wide-eyed.

That is the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, the Ninth Five-Year Lord!

Forcing the emperor to commit suicide, isn't it regicide?
Among the officials all over the world, only Zhang Dun, the former courtier who encouraged Zhezong to abolish the Queen Mother, dared to make such a request!
Zhao Ji opened his mouth even more, and wanted to burst out a series of angry reprimands, but for some reason, he couldn't utter a single word, and lost his voice: "..."

He couldn't utter a single word, but two sentences echoed in his mind: "King Duan is frivolous, he can't rule the world!"

Why is it still connected?
The first to react was Wanyan Gao after all.

The Jurchens, who lived between the white mountains and the black waters, did not have the same understanding of the monarchs and ministers as the Central Plains. They just felt that Zhang Dun's words were extremely bold, but they didn't know how earth-shattering they were.

The envoy of the Kingdom of Jin just wanted to clarify one thing: "What exactly did the old Xianggong say about the clothes belt edict?"

Not only the people of the original Zhao and Song Dynasties, but all countries now know that the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty was issued an imperial edict by his mother before his death, which made the people lose their hearts, but the Jurchen didn't know what was written on the clothes belt edict.

Zhang Dun first saluted in the direction of the palace, and then recited the belt edict left by the Queen Mother smoothly. The old man in his seventies was still articulate and loud:

"I am in the Xiangmen, doing the test of matching the gods, arresting the ancestors, and the three dynasties of the mother, I should protect and help the saints today, but the community is worrying, and the subjects are compassionate."

"However, wrong eyes and misconceptions, the choice of the master is not clear, you are frivolous and useless, selfish and small, and pretend to be sincere and filial. , with the Zongshe as the heart, preside over the abolition and establishment, support the benevolent saints, and think that the world is a blessing."

"The generals and soldiers of the internal and external armies, as well as the special branch, the internal and external civil and military officials, follow my will, and know it! Know it!"

……

Wan Yangao was moved by it, and more and more affirmed Zhang Dun's role.

"Preside over the abolition of the establishment, support the benevolent saints, and consider the blessings of the world" "The generals and soldiers of the internal and external armies, together with the special branch, internal and external civil and military officials, follow my will", that is to say, the new lord supported by Zhang Dun is Zhao Song The new monarch, who is justified in name, will be supported by civil and military officials. It would be great if Jin Guo could grasp this point.

On the other hand, he also clarified Zhao Ji's uselessness.

This emperor really betrayed his relatives, and his crimes were clearly stated in the imperial edict, and it was absolutely no problem to make him commit suicide by killing his mother.

But even if there are certain things to be done, they should be done after going to the Kingdom of Jin.

After all, it is still uncertain whether he can return, and if Zhao Ji is forced to kill rashly, won't Yan Guo take advantage of it in vain?
Wan Yangao cleared his mind, and said, "I have already understood the meaning of the old man, but this matter is Zhao Song's internal affairs after all, how can we and other foreign ministers interfere? The Yan army will come to kill at any time, you may as well get on the boat first, After going north, we will slowly decide!"

Zhang Dun said coldly: "Your Excellency's words have a strong sense of deceit, I'm sorry I can't believe it!"

Wanyan Gao's tone was earnest, and he even spoke Chinese fluently: "My Jurchen admires the culture of the Han people. If this is true, we will uphold justice and support a new king to pass on the great Song Guozuo. Please rest assured... ..."

Zhang Dun sneered: "There is no evidence for what you say, how can you reassure the old man?"

Seeing the two sides arguing, Li Kui couldn't hold back anymore: "Brother, what are you talking about with these thieves? Tieniu will definitely kill them this time!"

"The ones brought by the golden man are not only the faint king, but also the clan. How can you move lightly?"

Song Jiang looked at the clan's children surrounded by golden men and warriors. In addition to Zhao Ji's concubine and children, there were also Wei Wang Zhao Yu and Ding Wang Zhao Si.

Those are the other two heirs left by Shenzong besides Zhao Ji, the original king, and Zhao Si, the king of Jian.

It turned out that there was another king of Chen, Zhao Bi, who had no son after Zhezong's death. Zhao Bi was the oldest among his brothers, and he was supposed to inherit the throne from this person. It was only because of the sequelae of eye disease that she was denied by the queen mother. This person who also died of illness not long ago saved this trouble and shame.

Zhao Ji's concubine and children and these clan members, there are only more than one hundred people in total, and a lot of them have obviously been abandoned. After all, if the Zhao Song clan is really transferred away, at least thousands of people, the golden man's boat is definitely not enough, and the hundred Many people are also the core of Zhao Song's last clan.

Mu Hong said softly: "Brother, the Jin people dared to be arrogant because they saw us being wary of rats. Otherwise, how could they be presumptuous in the land of Song Dynasty?"

Deng Fei also said fiercely: "Since my brother turned against the faint emperor, why do you care about these royal relatives? Why don't you kill them all together!"

Song Jiang shook his head slightly: "It's not as simple as you think. The Jin people are powerful, and conflicts broke out directly. Once they can't take it, they will take the royal family to the north, and there will be endless disasters... Zhang Gong is worried about this, so he deliberately Talk to each other!"

There are some things that cannot be discussed at all, especially regarding the life and death of the emperor, how is it possible to bargain?

To move this idea is to be treasonous, and it will make the emperor feel an unparalleled threat!
Sure enough, as Zhang Dun and Wan Yangao spoke to each other, the blood on Zhao Ji's face faded, and his ability to speak finally returned: "Golden envoys...you...don't you want to take me to the north?"

Wan Yangao held back his temper, and said in a low voice: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I said this to stabilize the old man and bring them aboard, and then I will be the master of Jin Kingdom. Your Majesty has been treated badly!"

Although he didn't take Zhao Ji seriously, he didn't rush to break the skin with him, he still wanted to appease him.

However, Zhao Ji was not stupid, with despair in his eyes, he backed away slowly, and came to the group of concubines, his body trembling.

The Queen has always disagreed with Beishou, but she couldn't stop her. At this time, seeing the husband in such pain, she and another concubine stepped forward to help him by the arm, and comforted him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, don't panic, Your Majesty is ninety-five Your Majesty, no one dares to bear the infamy of regicide!"

Zhao Ji lowered his head, and suddenly muttered: "I was wrong... I shouldn't have brought these emperors with me... Jurchens just saw them... so they dared to be rude to me... They are dead... to live!"

Empress Wang was startled, thinking she had heard wrong: "Your Majesty?"

Zhao Ji raised his head and said in a low voice: "Hurry up! Before the Jinren are not prepared, cover your mouth and strangle them to death! Hurry up!"

Zhao Huan was already over six years old, so he could understand human speech, so he hid in his mother's arms in fright: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Queen Wang let go of her hand quickly, hugged her son, and slowly stepped back: "Your Majesty, what are you talking about?"

The wrinkles on Zhao Ji's face were deep, and his voice was sharp, and he said in a hurry: "The Jin people came here for my emperor's children. When I go to the north, I will be killed, and these emperors will recognize the thief as their father. It is better to die now." , save my life, and when I get out of danger, I can be born again!"

Queen Wang was finally sure of what she had heard, and she looked at Zhao Ji as if she were looking at a stranger: "Your Majesty, you are really crazy. Tiger poison is not prey, how can you say such words?"

In a hurry, Zhao Ji stretched out his hand to his waist, took out a delicate short knife, and handed it over: "Don't be kind to women, they will go to the Kingdom of Jin, and their end will be even worse... Hurry up! Hurry up!"

However, the movement here has already attracted the attention of the Jin warriors. Although they can't understand Chinese, they surrounded him vigilantly, stabbing Zhao Ji fiercely with their sharp eyes.

Zhao Ji's legs were weak, and he had no strength at all in normal times, but he knew that this was the moment of life and death. Zhang Dun raised his belt edict and pointed out the specific abolition inside. Absolutely will give him up.

Taking advantage of the distance between the Jinren and the Jinren, Zhao Ji rushed forward, came to the Queen Wang, and snatched Zhao Huan from her arms.

Queen Wang screamed: "Your Majesty! Don't hurt our son!"

Zhao Ji ignored it, but the short knife in his hand was already on Zhao Huan's neck, and he shouted at the front: "Golden envoy!"

Wanyan Gao turned around and was stunned for a moment, the contempt in his eyes could no longer be restrained, it clearly emerged: "Could it be that your majesty wants to use his son's life to blackmail me?"

Zhao Ji said in a hoarse voice, "This is my son. If you want him, kill these rebels, especially Zhang Dun! Only one of you and Zhang Dun can go north alive!"

Wanyan Gao smiled and shook his head: "Your Majesty has eight heirs, and now we only have one. We still have many choices!"

Zhao Ji was stunned, and lifted up Zhao Huan who was crying loudly: "But he is the only one who is the son of the empress, and the rightful successor of my name. Those are all concubines!"

Wan Yangao sneered and said: "Your Majesty may not know that everyone in our family is extremely strong, that is, the eldest brother who is the eldest son gave way to the second brother who was a concubine. In our Jurchen tradition, the strong always occupy the high position. It's not all about the elders and younger ones!"

While speaking, Jin Bing had already protected the other princes.

Seeing this, Zhao Ji was in complete despair, burst into tears, and howled in mourning: "How could you do this... don't force me to commit suicide... don't force me to commit suicide... I am not a prince, nor did I ever think of becoming an emperor, but you You have carried me to this point, and now you want to kill me...why is this...why is this!!"

Seeing the king of a country weeping, the queen and all the concubines watched, their eyes were red, but no one approached.

While Zhang Dun watched this scene from a distance, a ray of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his lips.

Wan Yangao didn't care what kind of ugliness the Emperor of Song made. In his opinion, the struggle of this cowardly monarch was ridiculous. He asked the guards to keep on guard against the Song army, while he walked towards Zhao Ji : "Your Majesty, let go of this prince, and take your family to hunt north. I will ensure your safety!"

What he said just now was categorical, and he used Wanyan Wuyashu as an example to give way to Wanyan Aguda, but he also knew in his heart that the situation of the Jurchens was very different from that of the Han people.

If there is an eldest son who can be used, it is natural to promote the eldest son to the position first, and then train other princes of Zhao Song who are close to the Kingdom of Jin, so Zhao Huan is very important, and he wants to keep it safe.

But at this moment Wanyan Gao was attracting Zhao Ji's attention, and the two golden soldiers immediately circled around gently from left to right, approaching Zhao Ji, their movements were quick and tacit.

"Don't force me! Don't force me!"

It was too late to say that, when Zhao Ji's face was pale, and he did not take any further actions except talking to himself, the two golden warriors approached and rushed over decisively.

Their goals were the same. They grabbed Zhao Ji's arm, took the short blade from his hand, and protected Zhao Huan.

Zhao Ji has some sumo skills, but he has long since neglected martial arts. It is no problem at all to save someone from such a pampered and stupid king.

But what they never imagined was that at the moment of throwing out, Zhao Huan, who was a hostage, found that his father's arm loosened, and he fled away at a high speed.

Zhao Ji was extremely nervous at first, subconsciously moved forward, and then was thrown to the ground by two golden warriors, while Wan Yangao quickly hugged Zhao Huan, showing a gentle expression: "Prince, don't be afraid... I'm here... and the Jinren are here!"

But Zhao Huan struggled desperately, crying loudly: "You are all bad people... let go of me... let go of me!"

Wanyan Gao let go, and was thinking about how to train these sensible children later, when she suddenly heard exclamations from all around.

When he looked ahead, his scalp felt numb, and a chill went straight to the sky.

Because the two golden warriors got up slowly, but the emperor Zhao Song didn't get up, and shocking blood spread from under his body.

　Thanks to the book friends "Rogeotarifus", "Gianjun Tianxia" and "Book Friends 20200129003715780" for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)