Chapter 13 Roaring Up to the Sky——Yue Fei after the Great Victory in Yancheng

AD 1140, that is, the tenth year of Shaoxing in the Southern Song Dynasty, or the third year of Dajin Tianjuan.One late night in late July, in Bianjing, the old capital of the Song Dynasty, the former Jinluan Palace is now the command center of the Jin Army, the supreme commander of the Jin Army, Marshal Wu Shu of the Taibao Capital, was sitting on a tiger-skin chair with his eyes closed, panting. He was 70% drunk just now, and personally whipped several generals. No one in the tent dared to make a sound, and stood there holding their breath from afar. The general Xieye Bojin also had a bitter expression on his face, but he had no choice but to step forward, hesitatingly whispered in Wushu's ear: "The commander of the ruling king town, Cui Qing, and others have already surrendered, and the 50,000 people in Han Chang's army have not surrendered." wonderful……"

Wushu suddenly opened his eyes, and Xieye Bojin couldn't help shivering.But he still had to bite the bullet and continue: "I heard that Marshal Wuling Simou was already unable to stop him, and he just ordered, 'Don't move lightly, the Yue family's army will surrender when it arrives', and some even said that the guards below King Dragon and Tiger have already been secretly controlled. Commander Yue Fei..." Everyone thought that Wushu would enrage the thunder, and a storm would come soon.Unexpectedly, Wu Shu just looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh: "Since I launched an army in the north, there has never been such a disastrous defeat like today in more than ten years!"

He didn't scold everyone anymore, he knew clearly that since the south of Yan, the order of the Kingdom of Jin has actually expired - even if he himself fought and killed in the past few days, he still couldn't recruit a single soldier.Everyone in the world is waiting for that moment to come.Now he finally truly understands the helplessness and fear contained in the lament quietly spread among the camps: "It's easy to shake the mountains, but it's hard to shake the Yue family's army!" He didn't even dare to imagine what he would do if he became Uling Simou himself.

Now there is only one hope left, and that is the secret letter to Qin Hui that he managed to steal through Yue Jun's defense line a few days ago.In the letter, he still threatened in his usual tone: "You will make peace every day and night, and Yue Fei is a map of Hebei, and if you kill my son-in-law, you must report-you must kill Yue Fei, and then you can make peace!" Now he himself also felt how ridiculous, how powerless, how absurd, and how stern and soft-hearted those words were. Wu Shu slumped on the chair. The secret letter had already been taken out of the wax pill, and it was crumpled and displayed on a big dragon carving case, and there was a memorial beside it, which was a memorial to Linying's great victory:

"Chen Yuefei wrote: On the 18th of this month, when I arrived in the northeast of Linying County, there were about 5,000 cavalry from the golden bandits. Dispatch and control Xu Qing, Li Shan, Kou Cheng, Fu Xuan and other horse troops to march forward and enter the battle. Fighting with the bandits, the bandits were defeated and chased for more than fifteen miles. Killed bandits and soldiers, their corpses were scattered all over the field, and they took countless weapons and armors. Qingqi led more than a hundred horses. It was a great victory..." This is the Chuigong Palace in the imperial city of Lin'an Prefecture, the capital of Song Dynasty.The hall was brightly lit, there were only two people except for a small servant standing by the door and waiting.Of course Song Gaozong Zhao Gou was reclining on the dragon bed in casual clothes, and the right minister Qin Hui was neatly dressed in court clothes, standing upright on a hard-backed wooden chair and respectful.

The two of them remained silent for a long time, staring at the two pieces of paper on the dragon case without saying a word. In Zhao Gou's heart, the excitement when he first saw Yue Fei's memorial has gradually faded away. In fact, he was very nostalgic for the feeling of hot air rising from the soles of his feet and permeating his whole body.At that time, I could even hear my body creaking and jointing, and it seemed that I had grown a lot taller.You guys have today too. At that time, he seemed to almost laugh out loud. In the few months after he learned that the Kingdom of Jin had torn up the peace treaty and moved south, the weight hanging over his head like Mount Tai finally collapsed in an instant.

For dinner, he ate an extra bowl of japonica rice. After the meal, the more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and then I really couldn't wait for the court tomorrow morning, so I ordered someone to report to Qin Hui overnight: I not only want to be humiliated for more than ten years, but I also want to take this opportunity to plow the courtyard and sweep the holes, and complete the capital of the ancestors. The great wish that could not be realized, regained the Youyun Zhuzhou, and made the dignified Da Song the lord of the world! Qin Hui, who came in a hurry, bowed and danced to congratulate him, and did not speak for a while.After sitting down, he silently took out a wax pill from his arms.Zhao Gou knew what it was and shouted everyone away.Qin Hui opened the wax pill in front of Zhao Gou.After reading it, the two sat opposite each other silently for a long time, on both sides of the two sheets of paper.

"Your Majesty," Qin Hui finally broke the silence, "Do you think we can really defeat the Kingdom of Jin?" It was just early autumn, and Zhao Gou shuddered. To be honest, he sometimes really doubts whether the frequent good news of Yue Fei, Han Shizhong and others are exaggerated.At the beginning of the eldest brother's ascension to the throne, he witnessed the most elite soldiers of the Song Dynasty at the beginning of the war: the soldiers who were usually proud and arrogant, finally climbed onto the horse's back one by one, but their hands were clinging to the saddle or their arms. The horse's neck was trembling and he dared not let go.When he was a hostage, he also saw with his own eyes the terrifying army of Daikin, with furry chests, raw cowhide armor casually, and bloody heads tied around their waists, shouting and waving on roaring and violent steeds. The scimitar... Wasn't there 120,000 infantry and 10,000 cavalry guarding the Yellow River ferry back then?The poor Jin army didn't need to use swords or guns, but only beat a drum, and hundreds of thousands of troops escaped overnight.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, this was only a matter of more than ten years ago. In just over ten years, can our Song Dynasty really train an invincible army? But to say that Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, and Liu Qi are indeed rare talents of generals. Look, isn't even the incomparable Wushu beaten to nothing?After several successive battles in Shunchang Yancheng, even Dajin's Tiefutu Kuaizima, which was claimed to be invincible in the world, was almost wiped out.Thinking of this, Zhao Gou's eyes seemed to shine again. Qin Hui should have seen Zhao Gou's thoughts, so he didn't say much, but gently reminded Zhao Gou: "The emperor still remembers the change in Huaixi, and Du Chong and Guo Yaoshi?"

How could Zhao Gou forget? In the Huaixi Mutiny just three years ago, more than 40,000 people, equivalent to one-tenth of the country's army, collectively surrendered to the enemy. I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep for three days and three nights: Isn't that army an elite soldier who has won many victories? ?There is also that surnamed Du, I have been so gracious to him, in a few years, he was promoted from a small official to a position, and he almost gave him all his belongings to fight against the gold, didn't he just surrender?Not to mention Guo Yaoshi, who rebelled against Liao and then Song.What Qin Hui didn't mention was that in the second year of his ascension to the throne, Miaofu Liu Zhengyan, the most trusted guard and commander of the army, actually wanted to force himself to abdicate—these capricious warriors.

A strong army may not necessarily be useful, but it would be even more terrifying if you strike back. "Yue Fei is a loyal minister." Zhao Gou murmured to whom to tell.He remembered the instructions on Yue Fei's memorial back then: "If you have a minister like this, why worry about Gu Fu?" "Emperor Taizu Long Xing was also a great loyal minister before." Qin Hui said softly. Zhao Gou suddenly remembered the good intentions of Emperor Taizu in setting up the army.The world was settled, so with a few glasses of wine and a few words, he collected all the military power of the heroes.The Privy Council, which has only the right to command troops but not the power to command troops, and the Sanya, which only has the power to command troops but not the power to dispatch troops, are responsible for the daily management of the army.Such a soldier is impermanently handsome, and the handsome impermanent division firmly holds the military power in the emperor's own hands.And gathered the best soldiers from all over the world in the capital, and would rather be beaten with their heads in their arms, why? Are you afraid of armed rebellion? Since the end of the Han Dynasty, especially after Anlu Mountain, which emperor is not afraid, when will a former submissive and groveling general pop up under the dragon bed and force him to step down?With so many dynasties coming and going, so many lessons, can't the descendants of the Zhao family remember them in their hearts?Didn't I use the well-behaved Guo Ziyi to teach me to remind those generals again and again?Once, he said a chilling sentence to them: "The only one who violates my law is Jianer!"——Taizu took the world from others lightly, but he can't let anyone do the same lightly Take the world away. Besides, the world, is it really easy to make your own world? For more than ten years, he was chased by the golden army and wandered about.Yangzhou, Lin'an, Jiangning, Mingzhou, Wenzhou, Yuezhou, and Pingjiang were chased away like ducks in circles.He remembered the worst time, fleeing to Wenzhou and Taizhou, and hiding in the vast sea for four full months.Once, after starving for a long time, he found five coarse-grain pancakes in a dilapidated temple. Zhao Gou swallowed three and a half in one go, making the eyes of all the officials around him turn green.It was not until two years ago that the situation was finally stabilized under the painstaking efforts of several generals, and Lin'an was the capital.Throughout the ages, how many emperors have escaped so embarrassingly? Of course, the father is even more tragic.His old man had ended his painful old age five years ago.Thinking of this, he remembered what Yue Fei mentioned in another memorial: "At the same time, welcome back the Emperor Taishang and Empress Ningde to the Zi Palace, and invite the family of heaven to return to the country, so that the ancestral temple will be safe again, and all surnames will be happy together!" Standing up suddenly, I felt that the blood in my whole body seemed to be faintly boiling again. He stared at Qin Hui, who hung his head and remained silent. Suddenly, he remembered something, heaved a long sigh, and sat back heavily. Big brother, and big brother!Poor big brother!Big Brother is still suffering in the terrible Five Kingdoms City! Zhao Gou knew exactly what it meant to welcome back his elder brother.Although the eldest brother has tried everything possible to ask someone to say that he will be satisfied as long as he is given a house to live in, what will the world think?What's even more frightening is that Jin Guo still has a final trick, which is to help his eldest brother ascend the throne to resist him-although this is just the news that Qin Hui heard, but if it is true, wouldn't it be embarrassing? He is only the ninth son of his father, who belongs to Xiaozong, and under normal circumstances, he will not be able to be the emperor anyway.The reason why he was able to sit on the dragon chair was because he was a fish that slipped through the net when he was out in a national crisis, and he had to be the only one. It is said that this aggrieved bird emperor has been a coward all these years, but hasn't he settled down?Zhao Gou looked at the newly built splendid palace with golden walls. Not far away was the West Lake, which Su Xueshi used to refer to as the West Lake. He felt very satisfied, and even got used to the warm and humid air in the south of the Yangtze River: for him, he has been bumpy for half his life. Half the world is already an unexpected blessing.To be honest, until the day when I officially sat on the dragon bed in the capital, I still seemed to be in a dream——I had never even dreamed before.And this dream, now like a lake full of water outside the palace, is within reach, it is about to come true, and it is very likely that it will not be shattered again in my lifetime. "Yihe—" Those teeny-headed lowercase letters seemed to wink at him charmingly and slyly on the secret letter. "During the time of Emperor Huizong, the price of rice in Bianjing was about four to five hundred yuan per stone, but now the price of rice in Lin'an has risen to more than two thousand yuan per stone. Leaving aside the hardships of the people, the total number of our Song army is about 400,000, even if there is no war, the annual military expenditure will be 25 million guan, and last year's annual income was only 45 million guan." Qin Hui lowered his head calmly, "Negotiation, at most 500,000 taels of silver silk per year .” Zhao Gou is already very clear about the current situation: if he fights again, the front game may not be as smooth as in Yue Fei's memorial; Yes, it is still a heart disease inherited from generation to generation of the Zhao family. Whenever any general with meritorious service equals the sky turns his face and targets himself, it will be too late to regret-knowing people, knowing the face, but not the heart. He picked up one of Yue Fei's victorious memorials and looked at it carefully: "...People wish to return to the imperial court, the gold soldiers are defeated, Wushu and other things make young and old go north, and it is the opportunity for revival..." At the end of the memorial, I implore the imperial court to send reinforcements quickly, and make all efforts in one battle: "Give the command quickly, so that the soldiers from all walks of life will advance quickly!" This is Yue Fei's handwriting. The font is bold and vigorous, and the strokes are like knives, guns and arrows. "The opportunity for ZTE, the opportunity for ZTE—" He pondered for a long time, and finally hit the dragon case: "This is an opportunity to discuss peace!" "Your majesty is wise!" Qin Hui immediately got up and prostrated himself on the ground, "Taking this opportunity, the soldiers ceased the war, and the horses were released on Nanshan Mountain to rest with the people. It is really a blessing for the people of the two countries and the people of the world!" After a pause, he smiled and went on again Said: "Your Majesty, you should also enjoy your happiness. You have been wronged by these years. Life is like a white horse." "Peace." Zhao Gou suddenly felt relaxed, and his mind turned quickly: Next, he should find a way to cut down the military power of the generals, and take it into his own hands like the emperor Taizu, so that he can enjoy peace from now on. Unfortunately, this peace came too late.Back then, the prince who was able to lift a hundred catties with both arms and walk hundreds of steps had already been terrified by the Jin army during his many years of fleeing. Not to mention, now even the beauties in the palace feel unable to bear it—don’t Said to bear it, there is not even a child.From this, he thought of that Yue Fei again.The head of Gan and the brain of Gan, repeatedly advised me to establish a prince early, and made it clear that the children of my adoptive clan are not counted. How can a general with a heavy army not even know that the issue of succession to the throne is a big taboo of courtiers?Is it allegiance without avoiding suspicion, or is there another attempt?It seems that this person also has to guard against it.A few days ago, I heard from Qin Hui that he used to brag in front of his subordinates, saying that he, like Emperor Taizu, became a Jiedushi when he was in his thirties.Even if these were unintentional mistakes, but that time it was just an adjustment of the deployment, and he didn't give him the northern expedition as originally planned, so he resigned and left the stall, and ran to Lushan by himself. This is not a threat to me, what is it? Woolen cloth? That's all, after many years of military exploits, he came back and took over the military power to support him.If he played really well, Wushu might not be able to insist on us killing him any longer, just to see his own fortune. Zhao Gou is very clear about the weight of Yue Fei's victory against gold once it is turned into a bargaining chip for peace talks. He could even feel that the balance of fortune, which had been tilted towards the Great Jin Kingdom for many years, had slowly regained its balance in the Central Plains, and it seemed that it was about to stabilize. But, what if Yue Fei refuses to return? Thinking of this, Zhao Gou broke out in a sweat, and he quickly expressed his concern to Qin Hui. Qin Hui was not worried at all, and said slowly: "Shill Zhang Jun, Yang Yizhong, Liu Kai and other reinforcements to retreat, Yue Fei's army alone will not be able to stay." Zhao Gou let out a long sigh of relief.He had nothing to worry about anymore, picked up the two pieces of paper on the desk, looked at them again, and finally lit them on the lamp, and threw them into the silver tray on the side. Qin Hui also secretly let out a sigh of relief. In fact, from the moment he saw Yue Fei's memorial, his back was sweating.He must not allow Yue Fei to become a great hero in the fight against gold and restoration of soil, otherwise, even if his position will not collapse along with the peace negotiation policy of "from south to north to north" that he has insisted on for many years, at least he will lose his authority. But he felt that he should be sure to change this situation, because he really understood Zhao Gou's mind so well. Sometimes when he wakes up in the middle of the night, he will also be afraid of what he has done, not because of Yue Fei and the others, but because of the rumors of future generations.He tried his best to find out for himself the reason why Yue Fei would not succeed even if he didn't interfere: those generals felt that they were too unworthy, jealous of the virtuous and able to fight for power—wasn't the change in Huaixi just a fierce battle between generals? started?From the bottom of his heart, he really admired Yue Fei, how could Qin Hui not admire someone who was afraid of Wushu?But Zhang Jun, who also insisted on resisting gold, didn't he mess up the matter when the emperor planned to hand over most of the country's army to Yue Fei's Northern Expedition?To put it in a high-sounding way, I was afraid that Yue Fei's tail would be too big. Was it because the coach was not Zhang himself but Yue Fei, or was he trying to use his cronies to divide Yue Fei's soldiers?Didn't Zhang Jun, who is also one of the four generals, have always been dissatisfied with the young Yue Fei, his own former subordinate, and tried to demolish him openly and secretly?Yue Fei is also really hateful, he always regards him as the most loyal minister in the world, and he will not accept it until the end.In the year when he managed to squeeze out Zuo Chan Zhao Ding, after reading his memorial, he went so far as to publicize: "The great relationship between monarchs and ministers is rooted in nature. As a minister, how can Qin Hui have the heart to deceive the Lord face to face?" Just wait, Han Shizhong, Yue Fei, clear up the truth one by one. Qin Hui quietly weaves a large cold net in his heart, and spreads it step by step over half of the Song Dynasty, hovering over the heads of everyone who is not attached to himself. He was moving in his heart, but on the surface he was not showing any signs of expression, admiringly and pitifully looking at the already rickety emperor who was only middle-aged. Zhao Gou's face was reddened by the light of the fire, and he thought of his father and elder brother again, and couldn't help feeling a little sad. It's just that the flames are beating, and it's hard to see whether there are tears in Zhao Gou's eyes. At the same time, Yue Fei's tiger eyes were shining brightly in the Song Junshuai camp in Zhuxian Town, which was only forty-five miles away from Bianjing. After paying homage to General Yang Zaixing and other fallen soldiers who died in the fierce battle of Xiaoshang River with a heavy heart, Yue Fei ordered the army cook to grind a few cows to reward the three armies.All the generals except for the defense and patrol gathered in Yue Fei's camp, and there was a bowl full of spirits in front of each of them. Yue Fei held the bowl in both hands, looked around at the generals, wanted to say something but was speechless for a while. The generals also had dignified faces but couldn't hide their excitement. For a long time, the only sound in the camp was the popping of butter candles. Finally, Yue Fei looked at the wine in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone should know that I, Yue, drink a lot, but ever since the Holy Majesty told me to drink less, I haven't drunk at all for so many years. But today, I I want to drink this bowl with you all!" "Everyone knows that after the battles in Yancheng, Linying, and Yingchang, the Jin people lost their vigor and prepared to abandon all their luggage and rush across the river. , everything is true for a moment; the hero returns to the wind, and the soldiers devote themselves to their lives. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! The gentlemen and I, Yuemou, have worked hard for many years, and the soldiers of the three armies have fought bloody battles, and finally we can see today!" After speaking, Yue Fei's voice Seems a little choked up.He suppressed his excitement, paused, and shouted almost like a roar: "Come on, do it!" Everyone's blood was also boiling, no matter how much they drank, they all raised their necks and poured burning knives into their throats.The fire was burning in everyone's heart, and tears were streaming down every face.Before everyone's eyes, there was an unbearable scene: Fire dysprosium screamed and shot everywhere, under the chaotic iron hooves, corpses littered the fields and houses were messy, screaming, knights laughed ferociously on their horses, and the mouths and corners of the fireworks seemed to be dripping with blood... The gate of the imperial palace was opened heavily, the father and son of the Holy Father were barefooted, and the caps in green robes bowed barefoot to the haughty saddle step by step... The snowflakes were flying and the biting cold wind was howling. A donkey cart that was barely covered with broken reed mats carried the father and son, the queen and concubines, and rolled over the muddy path. With the waving of the whip, he stumbled and followed behind, and when he fell to the ground, the ruthless horse's hoof stomped heavily... ... Everyone's teeth were bleeding, and their joints were rattling. Yue Fei squeezed the empty wine bowl firmly in his hands, he could no longer hold back his tears, and let them roll down.After a while, he wiped away the tears on his face, and said loudly: "This opportunity will never come again. May all my lords work hard to completely defeat the Jinlu, clean up Heshuo, welcome back the two saints, and clean up the mountains and rivers - go straight to Huanglong Mansion. At that time, Let's drink with you all again!" With a sound of "pa", the wine bowl was crushed into pieces in Yue Fei's hands, the sharp slag cut his hand, and blood flowed down.Yue Fei ignored it and clenched his fists tightly. He knew that Da Song's fists were no longer bleeding, and thick calluses had grown from suffering.But now, this fist has concentrated all the power of revenge, the muscles are desperately contracted, slightly convulsed, just waiting for the final blow, and smashed hard towards the smelly north. At this moment, he is standing at the forefront of this huge fist with the blood of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River and the knuckles of Songyue Tai. With piercing eyes, Yue Fei passed through the tent door and pointed towards the north. Outside Shuaiying, the apricot-yellow banner embroidered with the imperial pen bestowed by Zhao Gou was fluttering in the wind. The four golden characters of "Jing Zhong Yue Fei" are shining under the starry sky in autumn night. On the same autumn night, there was a white-clothed scholar named Shi Shiran walking under the starry sky. He hummed a little poem along with his footsteps with great interest.At that time, no one in the later generations could figure out his origin, why he had such a deep hatred with Da Song, and whether he was the same person as the scholar who told Wushu who was trapped in Huang Tiandang to flee for his life. He didn't need to be in a hurry, because he just wanted to say a word in front of Wu Shu who had packed up his luggage and was about to run away again: "Since ancient times, there has never been a powerful minister inside, but a general who can make contributions to the outside!" On the same autumn night, a horse that was foaming at the mouth galloped desperately on the post road from Lin'an to Zhuxian Town.The piercing ringing of the bell shattered the quiet night and could be heard three miles away. On the back of the horse is a red lacquered wooden plaque more than one foot long, which is commonly known as the "gold medal" by the common people.There are eight gold characters on the card: "Yuqian characters, not allowed to enter the shop", which means that you can only change people and horses, but you can't enter the post shop for a short stay, and even the handover of documents has to be carried out in a Mercedes-at least 500 miles a day .What can only be passed is the most urgent edict of the empire. The almost exhausted knight may not know that behind him, there are eleven horses galloping one after another, and the knights on the horses are also carrying the same gold medals as themselves. That night, billowing yellow dust filled the post road of the empire for nearly a thousand miles. The content of the twelve gold medals is to be conveyed verbatim: "Yue Fei can't stay alone for a long time, let the class teacher go to the palace to play something!"