Start with detective Li Yuanfang

Chapter 933
On the bank of the river, there was silence again.

If it was frightened by Zhang Dun's words before, then what Zhang Dun said has come true now.

The official family of the Song Dynasty, the king of a country...

It seems that it is really gone!

It was still Wan Yangao who was the first to react, and rushed out immediately, turned Zhao Ji over carefully, and then his heart sank.

The short blade that was holding Zhao Huan before actually pierced Zhao Ji's own chest. This man's eyes widened and he moaned in extreme pain. His clothes were already stained red with blood.

Such a serious injury, even the strongest golden warrior, is difficult to save, let alone such a pampered emperor.

It's just that it's troublesome...

Big trouble!

Even if Zhao Ji killed his mother, the law of heaven does not allow it, and the Yidai Zhao also stated that he was deposed, Zhang Dun just ordered him to kill himself to thank the world.

This is beyond what a courtier can say, that is, a man with a strong personality like Zhang Dun, who is extremely disappointed with Zhao Ji's preparation to flee north, would say such radical words.

Wan Yangao is also very clear that the Kingdom of Jin can let Zhao Ji die afterwards, but it must be on the territory of the Kingdom of Jin, and a more suitable reason must be found, such as not being suitable for the bitter cold in the north, and dying of a serious illness...

It must not be killed like this!

Regardless of whether it was Zhao Huan who suddenly struggled and ran, or the golden warrior who rushed over, it was the golden man who overwhelmed Zhao Ji in the eyes of others, and then became like this.

Combined with what Zhang Dun said before, this is jumping into the Yangtze River next to it, and it can't be cleaned up.

"His Majesty!!"

Sure enough, a shrill cry sounded.

After all, Queen Wang is Zhao Ji's original partner. The couple has been deeply in love for many years. She threw herself in front of Zhao Ji, stroking her hands trembling, but she didn't dare to touch the wound. She cried, "The imperial doctor! Send it to the imperial doctor!"

But where did the imperial doctor come from? Instead, the other concubines brought their children and surrounded Zhao Ji, weeping uncontrollably.

Those princes and princesses were very young, watching this scene ignorantly, they were either buried in their mother's arms, or they were so frightened that they cried loudly.

This basically announced Zhao Ji's end, and the guards of Ban Zhi on the opposite side were in an uproar, and they roared in surprise and anger: "Your Majesty was killed by the golden man?"

They also disdain Zhao Ji's behavior, especially when the emperor wanted to kill his own son just now in order to survive. There is really no bottom line, but now Zhao Ji really died in the hands of the golden man. ?
"My son of Song Dynasty, was murdered by barbarians, what a shame, what a shame!"

Song Jiang also trembled, unable to accept it at all, and looked at Zhang Dun subconsciously.

However, he saw the muscles of the old man's side face twitching slightly, his back bent slightly, his face gradually turned pale, but he gritted his teeth tightly, and quickly asked, "Gongming, is there a chance to defeat these Jurchen thieves now?"

Song Jiang observed for a while and replied: "The defense on the other side is very strict, but if it's just these people, we still have a chance, I'm afraid...it's not good!"

Wanyan Gao's decision was made quickly, and he also gritted his teeth and said, "Blow the horn!"

"Woo-woo-!"

The personal guard immediately took out the horn, and blew a dull sound, which was heard far away along with the river wind.

"The opponent really has reinforcements!"

Both Zhang Dun and Song Jiang's faces sank.

Although Wanyan Aguda was not very optimistic about this trip, he either didn’t do it. Since he did, he sent his younger brother to lead the team, accompanied by hundreds of Jurchen elites. action.

And before going ashore, only more than a hundred personal guards led by Wan Yangao, in order to avoid the Yan army's pursuit, quietly entered the city, the route was secret, and they dared not say anything.

Now that there was a sudden change, and it was impossible to hide, he simply summoned the manpower with the horn, and several small boats rowed out in a short time, and the golden soldiers on it bent their bows and set arrows, aiming at them.

Zhang Dun glanced at it. Although the Song army still had the upper hand in terms of numbers, he knew that it was impossible for him to defeat this group of wolves and tigers. He said in a low voice: "Gongming, do you still believe in this old man, the king-killing minister?"

Song Jiang hurriedly said: "Your Majesty was murdered by the Jin people, so I will naturally believe in Zhang Gong!"

Zhang Dun's pale face had a trace of blood, and he spoke quickly and authentically: "The Jin people are not small, and they have become a disaster. Even if the Song Dynasty is subjugated, the clan's children cannot be used by the barbarians of the grassland. It is imperative to go north! Next, if necessary, you have to pretend to be captured, can you bear this humiliation?"

Song Jiang's face changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Zhang Dun nodded slightly, and immediately turned to Wanyan Gao, and said loudly: "You are worthy of being an envoy of the Kingdom of Jin. You dare to do what others dare not do. The subjects of the world who hate this mother-killing and foolish king will remember what you have done!"

Wan Yangao hastily denied it: "Old Xianggong may have read it wrong. Your Majesty accidentally injured the prince, so it is difficult to hunt north. We are deeply regretful, but since that is the case, please fulfill your promise!"

Zhang Dun's voice sank: "What do you mean by your words? King Duan was clearly murdered by Jin Bing. How could he push it to a baby of how old? You are also a manly man. Don't you dare to do it or not?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the quarrel between the two sides, Song Jiang turned to look at the brothers behind him, and quickly conveyed Zhang Dun's words, and finally said with pain: "After I leave, my father and younger brother will ask Erniang to take care of them. Brothers return to their hometowns and seek their own plans. A good future... Song Jiang is ashamed, after all, he still delayed you!"

Hearing that they were really going to board the golden man's boat and go to the unknown north, Mu Hong and Mu Chun, who were originally from the south, fell silent. Deng Fei, Bao Xu and Sun Erniang also looked at each other, but Li Kui did not hesitate at all: "Tie Niu followed brother , I am going to meet this group of golden men for a while!"

Hearing this Hei Si's words, the other five people also re-established their determination, they all laughed and said: "Brother, don't say such things, come and drive us away, even if you go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, I will wait too!"

Song Jiang's eyes were red, and he took a deep breath: "Okay! Zhang Gong is trying his best to delay the time and prevent them from destroying the corpse. If we really want to fight next, we need to preserve His Majesty's corpse and order it to be handed over to the Yan army. The opponent destroys the corpse and wipes out the trace!"

Wanyan Gao was indeed about to destroy the corpse and wipe out all traces, and murmured: "The news that Emperor Zhao Song died in our hands must not be spread!"

This place is hidden in the first place, so ships rarely come here. In addition, a large number of people in Jinling City have fled recently, and the rest dare not run around. Apart from the two parties involved, there are almost no witnesses.

So as long as this group of people is controlled and the news does not spread, who would know that Emperor Zhao Song died in the hands of their golden men?

So after a few words with Zhang Dun, the emperor's younger brother showed killing intent in his eyes: "Kill these Song guards, and leave no one behind!"

The left and right guards had some scruples: "What about the prime minister of the Song Dynasty?"

Wanyan Gao pulled out the saber from his waist, and said harshly: "Catch if you can, and kill if you can't!"

The original goal was that Zhao Song's clan would be the first, Zhang Dun the second, and Zhao Ji the last;
Now it has become the first to destroy the evidence that Zhao Ji was killed. The famous minister Zhang Dun and even the Zhao Song clan are a little behind. After all, if this cannot be done, even if the latter two points are obtained, it will cause big trouble This trip is not worth the candle!

"kill!"

The Jurchens were too decisive in their actions. One moment they were still talking, and the next moment they charged forward with great strides. Seeing the shore move, the arrows of the archers rained down on the approaching boat.

"what--!!"

Just witnessed the tragic death of Zhao Ji, and the imposing guards of Ban Zhi were immediately killed and retreated steadily. They could only watch helplessly as a group of Korean Han people jumped off the big boat and surrounded the queen and concubines around Zhao Ji. , Take away with the clan children.

Seeing that although Li Kui and others fought bravely, they still couldn't break through the golden formation and gain an advantage for their own side. Zhang Dun took a deep breath and walked towards the ship.

"Female thieves don't want to be fierce!!"

But right here, a loud voice suddenly came down from mid-air.

Fan Rui landed in the air, his fluttering sleeves fluttered, and a ferocious meteor hammer flew out from inside: "Where the wind!"

The Jurchen bodyguard who bore the brunt barely blocked the two blows, but couldn't avoid the third blow after all, and was thrown flying, his chest collapsed, and he fell to the ground almost dead.

"Yan Jun is here, who dares to be presumptuous!!"

Xie Zhen on the other side shouted wildly and led the team to fight, also unstoppable.

"Damn it! The horn still brought them here..."

Hearing the name of Yan Jun, Wan Yangao ordered decisively: "Let's go!"

"I... haven't... imperial doctor..."

On the bank of the river, the shouts of killing soared into the sky, hundreds of people were fighting fiercely, but no one noticed, Zhao Ji, who was bleeding profusely, stretched out his hand slightly, feeling the passing of life, his eyes were full of fear.

Many messy thoughts exploded in my mind, but in the end they only settled on two pictures.

One is the laughter with Gao Qiu in the palace.

The other was in a fire, and the old woman fell into a pool of blood.

"If I were still King Duan...it would be great to write, paint and play all day long..."

"Your Majesty...you should listen to Zhang Xiang's advice...I am not good enough to rule the world..."

When Fan Rui and Xie Zhen came in front of Zhao Ji, the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty had his eyes wide open, motionless, and his dark eyes were no longer full of energy.

As there were still many rescued clans and banzhis behind them, the two generals bowed down and performed the etiquette.

But in fact, when the king of a country was killed, the city soon burst into cheers.

Because there were no more difficult defenses and offenses, soon the gates of the Jinling City and the Imperial Palace were opened wide under the notice of some of the rescued clan disciples and Banzhi guards.

Yan's army entered the city without bloodshed.

Since then.

Some courtiers such as the Zhao Song clan, the prime minister Zhang Dun, Bao Yilang Song Jiang, etc. were taken captive by the Jin people.

The eighth emperor of Zhao Song Dynasty died on the banks of the Jinling River and was murdered by Jin people.

It is known as the difficulty of Chongning in history.

The capital of the country fell, and the emperor died.

From 960 A.D. to 1107 A.D., eight emperors were passed on and enjoyed the country for 147 years...

The Zhao Song Dynasty perishes!

(End of this chapter)