Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 82: My Ancestor Kneeling Before Me

Lin'an.

"The Immortal Master is back!"

"The Immortal Master is back!"

……

Accompanied by countless excited shouts, just like last time, almost the entire city's people were flocking to the Imperial Street.

There was already a lot of activity around the oil pan on Imperial Street.

"Hurry, light the fire, make it burn brightly!"

The shopkeeper last time shouted excitedly.

He did not suffer any retaliation from the court because of the last incident. Instead, he became very popular and his business was booming.

There were even heroes who traveled thousands of miles from other places to Lin'an specifically to visit the emperor and prime minister who were personally directing the burning of fire and frying of oil.

Just tell me if he was the one who started the fire!

As for the imperial court...

Of course, I'm not afraid of the demon coming back.

The Song Dynasty is a law-abiding nation. They hadn't broken any laws. They were simply forced to set up an oil pan on the Imperial Street and set it on fire. What law did they break? Technically, they were victims, captured by demons and forced to do labor. They were forced to do it. The officials questioned them, and they didn't want to, but they couldn't resist. So, how could a country like the Song Dynasty, which upholds the law and adheres to the teachings of sages, punish them for being forced by demons to do something they didn't want to do?

Is there still any law? Is there still any law?
Not to mention them, even the cauldron that fried the late emperor was still placed on the Imperial Street.

At this time, the raging flames under the oil pan ignited again, and the old oil in the pot, which had obviously gone bad, began to smoke again.

And in the sky, a giant dragon was hovering, with a rope hanging from it. On the rope hung a middle-aged Jurchen man in armor...

"Jin Wushu, it's Jin Wushu!"

"The Immortal Venerable has captured Jin Wushu!"

……

Apparently, quite a few people knew him.

He was the commander-in-chief who searched the mountains and seas back then. He slaughtered 500,000 people in Suzhou alone, so he had many acquaintances in Jiangnan.

In fact, the reason why he is the most famous is largely because the people in the south of the Yangtze River hate him the most.

Seeing him hanging on the wok, the people around him immediately swarmed over. Soon they thought of the most appropriate way to entertain him. They found spoons and scooped hot oil from the wok and poured it on him. Jin Wushu was hung upside down on the wok and had no ability to escape. He could only watch these unruly people torture him. The boiling hot oil kept falling on him, and he kept screaming in pain. As more and more oil was poured on him, part of his skin and flesh was burned and he lost consciousness.

Someone soon discovered this, so they simply scraped it down with a spoon and continued pouring oil on the exposed part.

"Look, if you had chopped off his head, I would have broken my promise to the people of Lin'an."

Yang Feng watched this scene from the giant dragon and said to Yue Fei beside him.

The latter looked at the cauldron below where Zhao Gou and Qin Hui were fried with a complicated look, but in the end he could only sigh.

In fact, he was Zhao Gou's true descendant.

The term "warlord" was pure slander. He was a true descendant of Zhao Gou. In the Song army system, no relationship was purer than his relationship with Zhao Gou. Others could be said to be military leaders, but he was the only one who could not be called this term.

Liu Guangshi, needless to say, was a true investor. After the defeat at Qianqiu Town, Liu Ergong led 3,000 troops, using his exceptional escape talent to traverse the hundreds of thousands of Jin troops and find Zhao Gou, becoming one of the latter's primary forces at the time. Han Shizhong, a general of the Western Army, led his troops in supporting Zhao Gou as commander, essentially also investing in the army. Zhang Jun, on the other hand, brought with him former subordinates of Zhong Shizhong. All of these individuals had established connections and had invested in the army.

Only Yue Fei was not.

He was an ordinary military officer who followed others and was promoted by Zhao Gou based on his military achievements. He was a true descendant of Zhao Gou.

He was truly and purely loyal to Zhao Gou.

At this time, the princess's dragon appeared.

"The Song army's counterattack on Henan has almost failed.

Tian Shizhong, the commander-in-chief of Ezhou, led Yue's army northward. Niu Gao, the vanguard, recaptured Nanyang. However, Tian Shizhong and Lin Dasheng, the Ezhou general who oversaw the army, feared Niu Gao would steal the credit and ordered him to wait in Nanyang. Tian Shizhong and Lin Dasheng, fearing Niu Gao would steal the credit, ordered them to wait in Nanyang. Tian Shizhong and Lin Dasheng, however, managed to escape Niu Gao, but Han Chang had already arrived from Xuzhou and ambushed them at Fangcheng. Tian and Lin's escape triggered a rout among the other armies. Niu Gao, upon learning of the situation, was accused by Lin Dasheng of delaying the advance. Furious, Niu Gao abandoned Nanyang and retreated with the others to Dengzhou.

Of course, the main reason was that Yue's army no longer wanted to fight because of the incident with Marshal Yue, otherwise they would not have been defeated so easily.

Liu Qi recaptured Shunchang again, and the Jin army garrison commander Chizhanhui was defeated and retreated. Liu Qi pursued him to Chenzhou, but Tian Shizhong was defeated and his left wing did not follow up and dared not move forward.

Currently waiting south of Chenzhou.

On his right wing, Yang Yizhong attacked Bozhou. Li Qiong did not dare to surrender and had to defend it to the death. He was never able to capture it.

So at present, Liu Qi is already alone in the deep.

Han Shizhong led Yue Chao, Cheng Min and other generals to recapture Chu, Hai, Si and other states and continued to march north, but Gao Biao, the defender of Xuzhou, held on to his position and he was blocked in Xuzhou and could not move forward.

If we delay for another two months, the Jin army will launch a counterattack."

The princess said.

She is now in charge of intelligence work, or rather, she rides her dragon and patrols the battlefield.

"Two months from now, the weather will warm up. Even if the Jin army moves south, they won't cross the Huai River. I guess the two sides will negotiate peace again."

Yue Fei said dejectedly.

"Okay, you've done your best for the Zhao family."

Yang Feng said.

He looked down at Jin Wushu, who was clearly already dead...

The latter was probably not scalded to death. After all, this kind of oil splashing would not be fatal in the short term, but it was always hanging over a big pot with smoke, and the effect should be similar to barbecue.

By this time, Jin Wushu should have been fully mature.

He then descended slightly, letting Jin Wushu fall into the oil pan, and then cut the rope. The next moment, a brilliant light appeared in the sky, and a rift in space opened up. Two giant dragons flew straight into the rift amid the worship of the people below, and the next moment, a whole new world appeared in their sight.

coastal.

The wreckage of countless warships.

The dead bodies piled up on the shore by the waves.

"Yashan."

Yang Feng sighed.

"So why is it Yashan? You're not going to tell me this belongs to another timeline, are you?"

he asks.

"No, it's the same timeline."

The so-called God replied.

"So unless we carry out a radical, subversive transformation like the late Ming Dynasty, we can't reverse history?"

Yang Feng said.

The so-called God did not answer.

Yang Feng was not interested in asking any more questions. The two giant dragons fell directly in front of a young soldier on the shore in front of his astonished gaze.

This guy is using a helmet to cook a pot of clams.

There were dead bodies all around him, some of which had begun to rot, so this should not be the day at Yashan. Judging from the soldier's attire, he should be a Song army soldier, probably a survivor who was washed ashore. He looked tremblingly at Yang Feng and the princess who got down from the dragon's back. As for Yue Fei, he had already been taken into the Fang Tian Hua Ji. Only Yang Feng and the other two could travel through the rift of time and space, and the others had to be taken in.

"only you?"

Yang Feng asked.

At the same time, the two dragons became invisible.

The soldier's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

"Replying to the immortal, I originally had a few brothers, but when the food ran out, they all went into the mountains to find dead horses to eat. I was afraid that the dead horses would get hurt, so I didn't dare to follow them. I could only dig some clams on the shore and cook them to eat."

He said tremblingly.

The princess's expression changed.

Yang Feng didn't pay attention, but looked around.

"What's your last name?"

asked the princess.

"To answer the immortal, my surname is Chen."

The soldier turned around and kowtowed to her again.

But she immediately moved away. Only then did Yang Feng realize that something was wrong.

"What do you mean?"

He asked, moving closer to the princess and staring into her eyes.

"Prince Yang."

The latter said with a complicated expression.

"What King Yang?"

Yang Feng said doubtfully.

"Prince Yang, the maternal grandfather of Emperor Taizu Gao."

The princess whispered.

"Ah, I accidentally ran into my ancestor. This is a bit awkward. The fact that my ancestor is kneeling in front of me is quite dramatic!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

The princess blushed.

The soldier didn't understand at all. In fact, he might not have understood what they were saying. He was obviously frightened. After all, he was cooking clams when the immortal suddenly came down on a dragon. It was difficult for his brain to adapt to such a complicated scene in a short period of time. He lay there trembling.

"Hurry, there's another one here."

Suddenly, shouts were heard, and then a dozen cavalrymen turned around from the foot of the mountain. They were obviously Mongolian soldiers, probably searching for survivors on the shore.

When they saw the princess, their eyes lit up instantly.

"Don't rush, I'll go first."

One of them excitedly urged his horse forward.

The soldier hesitated for a moment, then suddenly grabbed his spear and put on an attitude of loyalty to his master.

This is a smart man. He knows that these are two gods and there are two invisible dragons, so he must make his position clear at this time.

"stop!"

Yang Feng shouted.

The Mongolian soldier stopped immediately and looked at him curiously.

The other cavalrymen also stopped, and like cats that think they are surrounded by a few mice, they looked at this fool with obvious pleasure.

"Do you think you can win?"

Yang Feng said seriously.

"Why, just you?"

One of the troopers laughed.

Then the other cavalrymen laughed together.

"Of course it's not me. You don't need me to take action. It's them."

Yang Feng also said with a smile.

Then he pointed the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand to their right, and the next moment a dense crowd of heavily armored soldiers appeared there.

Because the beach was not large, some soldiers even had to stand in the sea.

They were all covered in silver armor that reflected the sunlight, and they carried all kinds of weapons, including paddles, axes, and maces.

More than a dozen cavalrymen were stunned. They stared at the scene in amazement.

"And them."

Yang Feng said this and pointed to their left.

Then, a dense crowd of heavily armored soldiers appeared, including Yue Fei and his son.

The dozen or so cavalrymen screamed in fear like crazy and tried to turn around in chaos, but the next moment they were overwhelmed by various weapons.

"come here!"

Yang Feng looked at Xiao Chen who was also dumbfounded.

Old Zhu's grandfather is only about twenty years old now. It is said that he lived to be ninety-nine. This was in the year 1279 in the Western calendar, and Old Zhu was born in 1328, which was forty-nine years later. There is obviously something fishy about Xiao Chen's number ninety-nine. After all, Old Zhu didn't even know his name, so he must have died before Old Zhu came of age. Even if he was twenty years old now, he would have been only sixty-nine when Old Zhu was born. It is impossible that Old Zhu was thirty years old and still didn't know what his grandfather's name was.

Xiao Chen quickly put on a servile attitude and walked up to him and knelt down without hesitation.

"God, what are your instructions?"

He said.

"what is it call?"

As Yang Feng spoke, he looked at his grandson's great-great-great-granddaughter.

"Little Chen Si is from Xuyi. My family has been farmers for generations, and no one gave me a special name. Since I'm the fourth child, everyone calls me Little Chen Si."

Xiao Chen said quickly.

"How many years have you been in the army?"

Yang Feng said.

"I fled to Yangzhou before the Tartars attacked it and was recruited into the government army. It's been over three years, as I fled south until my entire army was annihilated here. My warship sank, and I fell into the water, clutching a piece of wood. I was washed ashore, where I happened to pick up a bag of food. I ate a few meals with my brothers, and then they went to the mountains, leaving me alone here. I didn't expect a god to come."

Xiao Chen said quickly.

"Have you never heard of gods descending before?"

Yang Feng said.

"There are quite a few legends about gods and immortals, and they're found all over the country. The imperial court would even confer titles on them from time to time, but most of them were later revealed to be fake and were laughed at by the people. Besides, my ancestors were witch doctors for generations, and they knew some magic tricks to fool people, so I never really believed in them. Only today did I learn that gods and immortals really do exist. I was blind before, so I beg the gods to forgive me."

Xiao Chen quickly kowtowed and apologized.

I understand. The methods used by the great Song officials to cover up the events of that year were very cunning. They deliberately created more legends about gods and immortals, and then deliberately exposed them as false, drowning the truth in these false legends, and letting time solve other problems. Ultimately, there are too many fairy tales passed down orally among the people. The generation that experienced them firsthand certainly understood them clearly, but the next generation, and the next generation, and even after four or five generations, everything that happened back then is really just a myth or legend.

It has been more than 130 years. Considering the life expectancy of people in this era, five or six generations have really passed.

Who would remember even one of these myths and legends?

Even the literati probably didn't believe it, after all, there were plenty of literati who recorded these myths and legends.

The official will definitely not record it.

“You’re really good at playing!”

Yang Feng sighed.

"Immortal Venerable, where is this place?"

Yue Fei stepped forward and asked.

"General, this place is Yamen, more than 200 miles away from Guangzhou."

Xiao Chen said quickly.

There is no language problem between them, after all, Xiao Chen is not from Guangdong.

"Who are you?"

Yue Fei asked.

"The younger one was one of the imperial army that fled south with the emperor. They were caught up by the Tartars here, and the entire army of 100,000 men was annihilated. It is said that the emperor was also carried over to the sea by Prime Minister Lu. The emperor was only eight years old, and the Song Dynasty was considered dead."

Xiao Chen said somewhat sadly.

“This is not a golden man.”

Zhang Xian came over with his head in his hand and said.

"This isn't a Khitan either. It looks more like a Tatar."

Xiao Feng also came over with a head in his hand.

"The Tatars have been annexed by the Menggu, so they are now all called Menggu. They have already annihilated the Jin people and the Western Xia. And right beneath your feet is the place where they completely destroyed the Song Dynasty. Let's go and see if Zhang Hongfan has written that line."

Yang Feng said.

(End of this chapter)