Martial Arts: I am in the Ming Cult and I am building a dynasty

The Grand Tutor lowered his eyebrows and said, "Your Majesty, when the Murong clan rebelled a few years ago, the Crown Prince was sent to Zhenwu City to learn from Wang Xianzhi, the second best in the world, and has not returned to the court yet."

Zhao Ji's face froze as he remembered that this was the case.

At that time, the Murong clan rebelled, Tong Guan was in charge of an army of 200,000 and had close relations with the crown prince.

Zhao Ji felt that the prince was in danger, so he sent him to Zhenwu City to learn skills. Unexpectedly, he ended up ruining his plans.

Humph, the prince is also a loser, and Tong Guan deserves to die a thousand times.

Chapter 222 Zhao Ji gets angry and flees from the emperor

Zhao Ji himself was, in fact, an extremely heartless and pleasure-seeking person.

He had a total of thirty-eight sons and forty-two daughters.

The eldest son was Zhao Huan, who should have been made the crown prince. However, when Zhao Ji's third son, Zhao Kai, was born, Wang Xianlu, the second best in the world, passed through Bian Jing and accepted Zhao Kai as his disciple.

So Zhao Ji made Zhao Kai the crown prince despite opposition from court officials.

When it came time to take the blame, Zhao Ji did not hesitate at all about the crown prince whom he had personally appointed.

Unfortunately, the prince is not in the court, which is very embarrassing.

Just when Zhao Ji's face became increasingly gloomy and he was about to lose his temper on the spot.

Gao Qiu quickly stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the Grand Tutor is an old fool. As early as a year ago, Crown Prince Zhao Kai colluded with Tong Guan and was deposed by Your Majesty and demoted to Prince Yun."

"I personally delivered this imperial edict to Zhenwu City and handed it over to His Royal Highness Prince Yun."

Someone gave it another go.

Zhao Ji's expression brightened quickly and he said, "Yes, Mr. Gao has a very good memory, that's right."

What was originally a very disappointing thing was made up by Gao Qiu.

Li Yan was not to be outdone and said, "Your Majesty, the position of Crown Prince cannot be left vacant. It should be appointed as soon as possible. Your Majesty's eldest son, Zhao Huan, is virtuous, loyal, filial, and intelligent. He should be the Crown Prince."

Zhao Ji's gaze towards Li Yan softened a little.

You know how to behave as a human being.

However, just when Zhao Ji was about to make Zhao Huan the crown prince and then pass the throne to him, Zhao Huan stepped out in panic and started crying on the spot.

"Father, I am not capable enough to be the Crown Prince. I just want to serve you..."

"Father, I am only 27 years old, still a child..."

"Father, I am ill. My heart aches, my head hurts, my feet hurt, everything hurts..."

"Father, your son, oh, your son's hand is broken..."

With Zhao Huan taking the lead, a group of princes and grandchildren performed a show of loving father and filial piety for Zhao Ji and the civil and military officials in the hall.

If it were called in the past, being able to obtain someone other than the crown prince would have been something to be happy about.

But now, one hundred thousand Jin troops are marching south and are about to reach Bian Jing.

Zhao Ji clearly wanted to pass the blame to the crown prince, so the position of crown prince became a hot potato. None of the princes and grandchildren present were sure that they could defend the city of Bianjing.

Watching these scenes, Zhao Ji's face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

What an unfilial son they are. At the critical moment, there is not even one person to share their father's worries. It is really outrageous.

The emperor abdicated, but there was no one to succeed him as crown prince.

Originally, Li Gang was threatening, Xiao Qinyan was setting the stage, Gao Qiu and Li Yan were playing supporting roles, and what was already a done deal seemed to have become a joke.

In the main hall, there were 14 princes, led by Zhao Huan, Zhao Gou and others, whose limbs were broken on the spot.

In desperation, Zhao Ji could only choose to withdraw from the court and discuss the matter tomorrow.

When Li Gang and Xiao Qinyan brought the news from the court to the princess's residence, Yang Zhao and others laughed.

It was different from the history that Yang Zhao originally remembered.

In the original history, the Jin army had besieged the city of Bianjing twice. There were various obstacles along the way. Zhao Gou even went to the Jin camp as a hostage and asked for peace, which provided some buffer.

But now, under the operation of Yang Zhao and others.

It took only ten days for the 100,000 Jin troops to break through the entire western Hebei route and stationed in Chanzhou City on the north bank of the Yellow River, only a hundred miles away from Bianjing.

With such a huge advantage, the Jin army would naturally ignore the talks on peace in the Song court.

If it weren't for Yang Zhao and others who took control and cleared out all the boats along the Yellow River, the Jin army might have already arrived at the city of Bianjing.

But even so, everyone in the court knew that the Yellow River could not hold back the Jin army for a few days.

Zhao Ji in the palace and all the civil and military officials in Bianjing City were extremely anxious.

However, at this time in the Princess's Mansion, Yang Zhao and others were as stable as a rock. They even had the leisure to let others spread the ridiculous scandal in the court throughout the city of Bianjing.

At this time, Zhao Ji and others performed worse.

When Zhao Shirong turns the tide one day, his prestige in the entire Song Dynasty will be higher.

When Zhao Shirong's prestige reaches a certain level, there will be someone who will push Zhao Shirong to the throne even without Zhao Shirong and Yang Zhao usurping the throne.

The uneventful night passed quickly.

Yang Zhao still stayed in the princess's mansion, using the sound transmission jade talisman and the Six Bat Hall to control the situation on both sides of the Yellow River.

And Zhao Shirong, for the first time in his life, went to the palace to attend court.

Just as Yang Zhao and others had expected and secretly promoted, all the princes and grandchildren of Taizong's lineage were nowhere to be seen in the court, and Xiao Qinyan added fuel to the fire.

Zhao Ji was anxious to escape, and ultimately put the task of garrisoning Bian Jing on Zhao Shirong.

However, Zhao Ji was a very ungrateful and heartless person. He would rather bear some stains himself than pass the throne to Zhao Shirong. Instead, he gave her the title of the so-called Princess Guardian of the Country and let her serve as regent.

Wait until the morning meeting is over.

Zhao Ji then had his men take all the treasures and belongings that had been packed up, and notified the 300,000-strong army at the imperial guard camp, preparing to flee that day with all the civil and military officials.

at the same time.

When Zhao Ji fled from Bianliang with his huge army, the Liufu Hall and many other forces under Yang Zhao's command also tried their best to mobilize countless Bianliang citizens to watch on both sides of the road.

It was so easy to put countless blame on Zhao Ji.

A series of titles such as the Runaway Emperor, the Fleeing Emperor, and the Blame-shifting Emperor spread wildly throughout the city of Bianliang.

The outer city of Bianjing, the south gate.

Yang Zhao held Zhao Shirong in his arms and looked at the imperial guards, convoys and other people coming from afar in the inner city, all with mocking and contemptuous expressions on their faces.

The army moved slowly, and even slower in the city.

Even if you just go through the outer city, it will take at least two hours.

Zhao Shirong leaned in Yang Zhao's arms and said, "My dear, I finally understand why you were so reluctant to serve the Song Dynasty when we first met. Such an emperor is truly a shame for the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty."

Yang Zhao lowered his head and kissed Zhao Shirong on the forehead, saying, "Yes, the Song Dynasty at that time was already rotten to the core."

Zhao Shirong frowned and said, "My husband, do you really want Zhao Ji to lead the imperial guards out of the city and head to Jiangnan?"

Yang Zhao laughed and said, "How is that possible? Zhao Ji has not yet vacated the throne for my wife, how can we let him escape so easily? In half an hour at most, the Jin army should be here."

Letting Zhao Ji escape with a large army was never part of Yang Zhao's plan.

If he really lets him escape from the city of Bianjing, all my efforts would be in vain.

Yang Zhao's ultimate goal was to expose Zhao Ji's ugliness to everyone.

Chapter 223 Zhao Ji is blocked at the city gate

At this time, Zhao Ji did not know that all the ugly behavior he had committed in the grand court meetings in the imperial palace in the past few days had been completely spread to the people.

An army of 300,000 soldiers and countless horse-drawn carriages formed a long dragon in the city of Bianjing.

And around this long dragon were countless people who came to watch.

"Is this our Emperor? Will he abandon us and flee when the Jin people come?"

"In fact, I can run away. I have long disliked the current emperor."

"Hey, Liu Laosan, you are not happy with the emperor, but are you happy with the queen?"

"Hahaha, who knows what the hell is going on, but I don't think a spineless emperor can be any good."

"Hey, you said the emperor could just run away, but why did he take the army with him?"

"I've also heard that there are only tens of thousands of old, weak, sick and disabled people left in the imperial army camp. The emperor wants us to die in Bianjing City and be killed by the Jin army."

"It would be great if the current emperor was replaced by Princess Wuhu. Her Highness Princess loves the people the most."

"Fuck, aren't you afraid of being beheaded for saying this..."

Some people in the crowd started to curse and abuse, while others continued to instigate and instigate, and soon the whole city of Bianjing was filled with public resentment.

If it weren't for the protection of 300,000 troops, Zhao Ji and the civil and military officials might not be able to leave the inner city.

at the same time.

Dozens of miles outside the city of Bianjing, with the secret help of Yang Zhao's subordinates, Wanyan Zongmou had just crossed the Yellow River with a total of 80,000 Jin troops.

"Get on the horse and take Bianjing City directly."

"Get on the horse, get on the horse, this time I want to get a concubine or princess to play with."

"Woo...ha, gee!"

A group of barbarians who came out of the bitter and cold land of Baishan and Heishui, even though they were well-equipped and formed a so-called army, had little discipline to speak of.

But it must be said that this group of barbaric army is filled with a kind of wildness and ferocity that makes people's heart palpitate. Even the horses seem to dare not offend these barbarians in the slightest.

The sound of horse hooves of 80,000 troops was like thunder and continuous.

In less than half an hour, the huge and prosperous city of Bianjing appeared before the Jin army.

"Report, the south gate of Bianjing City is open, the emperor of Song Dynasty is trying to escape."

"Son of Aguda, this is a golden opportunity. Let's rush in and take off the head of the Song emperor..."

"The Song people still have a large number of troops in the city. I'm afraid the Song emperor is not that easy to capture."

"I've heard that the Song people are cunning, could this be a conspiracy?"

A large group of Jin high-ranking officials wearing iron armor quickly gathered around Wanyan Zongmou. Some were excited, while others were worried.

Wanyan Zongmou is a tall man, a powerful man at the peak of his physical realm, with ferocity in his eyes.

He glanced at the Bianjing city in the distance.

Wanyan Zongwang waved his whip and said, "No matter whether the Song people have any conspiracy or not, we must first intercept the Song emperor who wants to escape. Without the leader, no matter how ferocious the wolves are, they will not be a match for a good hunter. Divide the troops. Wanyan Zongbing and Yan Ningji will lead 30,000 people to patrol around Bianjing. The rest of you, follow me to the South Gate."

The mighty Jin army was soon divided into several large and small armies.

The largest group among them, with a total of 50,000 people, was the main force led by Wanyan Zongmou. After riding their horses frantically for more than ten minutes, they appeared at the south gate of Bianjing City.

At this time, the fleeing team led by Zhao Ji was already about a hundred feet away from the south gate of Bianjing.

Even though Zhao Ji was in the luxurious carriage in the center of the team, he could still hear the sound of horse hooves like thunder coming from outside the city of Bianjing.

The marching army suddenly stopped.

Zhao Ji was caught off guard in the carriage and almost fell down, with anger showing on his face.

Just when Zhao Ji was annoyed and was about to send someone to vent his anger.

A guard in golden armor, accompanied by Liang Shicheng, quickly came to the carriage.

"Report, the Jin army has crossed the Yellow River, Wanyan Zongmou led 50,000 cavalry and is marching a few miles outside the South Gate."

The golden-armored guard had great skills and knelt on one knee.

Zhao Ji, who was about to get off the carriage to kick the golden-armored guard, was so frightened that he missed a step and almost fell off the carriage.

Fortunately, Liang Shicheng was quick to act and supported Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji managed to steady himself, adjusted the crown on his head, and roared, "How did the Jin people cross the Yellow River? Didn't they say that the Jin people had no boats and would need at least dozens of days to prepare for the crossing?"

The golden armored guard lowered his head and said, "We don't know."

Zhao Ji's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he said, "Then can we still go south?"