The Great Song Dynasty in the second year of Jingyan, in Bian Que's words, is 'Si Ming belongs, helpless and helpless'.

Prime Minister Chen Yizhong fled south with his family and went to sea, although he called for help from Zhancheng, but since ancient times, there has been no help, and the envoys have brought their families with them.

Although the prime minister fled, Yashan still has the talents of Baoyou, who is known as the loyal bones of the late Song Dynasty, supporting this narrow space of the Song Dynasty, but whether it is Wen Tianxiang, the champion of the palace test, or Lu Xiufu and Xie Fangde, they are all obviously aware of the decadence of the Tang Dynasty, which is powerless to return to the sky.

"Banquet man, why is it so so?"

When Mo Xiaobai took Perch, Ruoshui and others to see Lu Xiufu, the chief administrator of the late Song Dynasty court was organizing the laying of defensive stone walls on the coast at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know if it's because of the strong wind at sea or other reasons, but after a while, I actually looked at the tide and suddenly cried.

Hearing someone speak behind him, Lu Xiufu turned his head and didn't wipe his tears, just laughed dryly: "I feel depressed in my heart, I can't express it, I only hate my generation for being incompetent, so I ended up"

"Stop, stop."

Raising his hand to stop Lu Xiufu's forced laughter and lamentation, Mo Xiaobai snorted: "Although there has been a saying since ancient times that mourning soldiers will win, but you are the humerus of a country, so you can't be so depressed." ”

"I just came here, and I saw that there were still tens of thousands of armored soldiers in Yashan, and everyone looked at the north, they all dreamed like this, how can you and I be defeated? Besides, Wenshan is still plotting to recapture the south bank of the Yangtze River at the moment, and you and I should try our best to help him. ”

At the end of the words, Mo Xiaobai's right hand pointed forward, he felt that he could score at least eighty points in this impromptu speech, but after Lu Xiufu heard it, he smiled bitterly, raised his hand to the side: "Viscount, Wen Songrui, he is over there." ”

Forehead?

Wrong direction?

Mo Xiaobai's expression froze, but he quickly said casually: "Of course I know that Wuyi Mountain is over there, and the direction I am pointing to is the land to be recaptured next, which belongs to our land of Kyushu." ”

"Regain the lost territory, does the viscount think there is still hope?"

"There is always hope, what if it comes true?"

Mo Xiaobai squinted his eyes and spoke, and then said: "In Yashan, it is enough to have a banquet and General Zhang to preside, and I plan to lead the troops north and recover Jiangxi with Wenshan." ”

Hearing Mo Xiaobai say this, Lu Xiufu frowned deeply and sighed: "When you are dying, you can try all the laws, and the viscount will follow me back to the court to talk to the concubine, and also discuss with Shijie." ”

Lu Xiufu did not stop it, just as he did not stop Wen Tianxiang from going north to Wuyi Mountain, and opened the mansion alone to recruit troops to resist the Yuan army. But Mo Xiaobai heard infinite sadness from his words, and he was not at all excited.

Perhaps, the sea in the old man's eyes is gray.

But these have nothing to do with Mo Xiaobai, after Mo Xiaobai followed the old man into the so-called 'inner city of the imperial court', after only one ceremony, a eunuch took the two into the room.

At this point, Lu Xiufu returned to the old court style of being one-sided, and Mo Xiaobai kept shaking his head.

Just a bigger yard, and pay attention to these?

I followed him in, and I was greeted by a woman holding an eight-year-old doll in her arms. The eight-year-old doll is Zhao Yu, the king of Yi, who has just been established as the new monarch, and the woman holding him is the nominally curtained Concubine Yang.

It is said that the curtain is hanging to listen to politics, but there is almost no place for the Song Dynasty to stand in the huge world, so where can he listen to government affairs?

Therefore, although this concubine is also surnamed Yang, she did not put up the score of 'riding a red dust concubine laughing', but took the initiative to greet Mo Xiaobai and Lu Xiufu: "Come today, but what do you have to say to the slave?" ”

"The concubine can't be like this, the etiquette of the monarch and the minister must not be messed up." Lu Xiufu, the old man, came up again with a sour energy, and hurriedly bowed down at the moment.

"Etiquette? Etiquette and let those Yuanmeng barbarians let you and me live? A rough voice suddenly came from outside the house, and Mo Xiaobai turned sideways slightly, and saw a rough-looking general with a big black beard walking in.

There is no need for him to introduce himself, Mo Xiaobai also knows who he is. Except for Zhang Shijie, the head of Yashan Soldiers and Horses at this moment, there will be no one else.

seems to have long been immune to Zhang Shijie's roughness, Lu Xiufu didn't have 'general knowledge' with him, but just said Mo Xiaobai's idea of asking for war.

"The Viscount is also going north?" Different from the rough voice before, Zhang Shijie closed his voice at this time and said in a low voice: "Could it be that the viscount thinks that there is still a way out for the north at this moment?" ”

"The road is walked out, and if you don't walk, of course you don't know where it is." Mo Xiaobai knew that he had to be firm in his thoughts at this time, even if his strategy was not approved by the other three people present.

This is also the helplessness of Song Ting now, even if you don't agree, as long as you don't surrender, they will let you try, and they won't make any demands.

Of course, it would be delusional to ask them to help.

Just after Mo Xiaobai finished speaking, Zhang Shijie took the lead in nodding: "Wen Tianxiang is fighting alone, if there is a viscount to help, maybe there will be a glimmer of life." But the viscount still needs to think about it properly, and now Yashan has been promoted to 10,000 foot soldiers and 20,000 sailors, and can only leave behind the guards of the Son of Heaven, the concubine, and the rest of the royal bloodline. ”

Hearing this, Mo Xiaobai actually wanted to say, Da Song is going to be finished, you have a fart to guard them.

Unless the eight-year-old doll in front of him can also transform into a legendary magician and ban the curse in the next century, it is pointless to guard their orphans and widows.

But he can only think about this, and he can't say it.

After all, he had long known that this group of people would not be able to help him go north, so Mo Xiaobai immediately nodded: "I only led the troops and horses of my headquarters to the north, but I need the support of the Son of Heaven and the concubine." ”

"In such a situation, what support can Your Majesty give to the Viscount?" Concubine Yang, who had been playing soy sauce for a long time, finally found an opportunity to speak, her posture was extremely low, and her tone was even more pitiful.

"If I go north, all military affairs need to be dictatorial." Mo Xiaobai ignored Concubine Yang's demeanor and said directly: "In addition, in order to control all places, I must be allowed to open a mansion to recruit troops on my own." ”

Two requests, a hundred years ago, no, even if it was fifty years ago, if Mo Xiaobai dared to say it, someone would dare to ask for his life, but at this moment, although Old Man Lu felt that it was inappropriate, he did not say anything.

He is not a power-hungry person like Chen Yizhong, and Zhang Shijie is completely indifferent. He didn't have any hope of going north to restore the country, and staying in Yashan was only doing his last bit for the Great Song Dynasty.

The dream of going north should be handed over to Wen Tianxiang and the viscount in front of him.

The two important ministers have no objections, and Concubine Yang will not stop her, in the final analysis, she is just a poor woman who was born in the Yang family but was born at the wrong time.

Since there was no objection present, Lu Xiufu soon drew up an edict on the spot, and then asked the concubine to use the seal.

The jade seal of the country had already been brought to Yuanmeng when he begged before, and at this moment, the edict seal in his hand became an important object for Concubine Yang to take care of in addition to the Son of Heaven.

Seal the edict and submit the edict.

Mo Xiaobai finally got what he wanted from the three of them.