Di Qing, a red heart, an iron-blooded military soul.

Fade the armor, fade away from all the official families, fade away the glory of your life, the white hair is scattered like a madman, and the red ** chest is like a newborn.

Holding a sword in his left hand, he is holding a man's blood!

Loud roar, it's ....

I, for, thief, son!!

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It is a kind of helplessness, and it is also another kind of loyalty.

It was the struggle of the warriors of this era, and the first real warrior to lift the fig leaf of the literati.

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The court ministers who were complacent and thought that the overall situation had been decided, what they were waiting for was not Di Qing, the god of war of Nirvana, and his 200,000 army, but a set of handsome armor scarred by battle and shining gold, as well as Di Qing's twelve words:

"The mountains and rivers of the Song Dynasty must be guarded by every inch of land!"

"Forgiveness, difficulty, obedience, life!"

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"Cheap Army!!"

"National thief!!"

"Rebels and thieves!!"

Wang Anshi's gaffe roared and roared, but he couldn't get 200,000 northern troops to escort his ideal country.

Wen Yanbo on the side didn't say a word, his face was like ashes.

Finished! He knew it was over.

Because the edict Di Qing is not only a killer move for civil officials, but also a dangerous move.

If it is successful, everything will be done; Defeat will completely anger the madman.

Now, no one can stop Tang Zihao, no one can escape the wrath of that madman, and no one can escape from this storm.

Tang Zihao just took advantage of this opportunity to eliminate all dissidents by abandoning Yan Yun's crime.

Don't say it's a change of prince...... Hehe, in this situation, even if he stands on behalf of Song, it is easy and logical.

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Now Wen Yanbo actually has a weird idea, he hopes that the madman will kill him, hope that he will kill Wang Anshi, kill Fu Bi, and kill everyone who dares to fight against him.

Because, in such an already one-sided game, the madman kills people, which means that he is still a madman, and Da Song is still Da Song.

If the madman doesn't kill people, then there is only one possibility: this madman, he doesn't want to be a madman anymore, he wants to be an emperor......

Now, Wen Yanbo would rather die himself than be a sinner who has lost his country.

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"No!!"

......

"The Mad King hasn't won yet!!"

......

"We will unite all the courtiers to fight to the death!!"

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Wang Anshi beside him was still roaring and still fanatical, Wen Yanbo glanced at him calmly, and suddenly asked:

"Who's the madman?"

“......”

Wang Anshi was stunned by the question, "What did Xianggong Wen say?" ”

"I said, compared to the Tang madman, who is the madman who gambles everything?"

“......”

“......”

There was a dead silence in the hall.

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The mad king's return to Beijing is already unstoppable. In Kaifeng City, people are in panic.

The people are talking about it, the mad king led everyone back, it is no longer a dispute between the eldest and the youngest, but a move to get rid of the old and establish a new, and the subordinate officials of the old dynasty have already run away with their families.

Now, in the imperial city, the three classes and six departments are almost suspended, and the Zichen Hall will not be in court for five days.

In the political affairs hall, except for a few ministers, there are no clerical officials.

Kaifeng Mansion Yin ran away, I heard that there was an old grudge with the mad king, and I was afraid that I would settle accounts after the autumn.

Now it is the old mansion Yin Baozheng who has taken responsibility in times of crisis, so that there is no complete chaos in Kaifeng.

If it weren't for the full support of Hualianpu, Minsheng Department Store might have risen to a terrifying level.

In short, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty was on the verge of collapse.

Many people are even looking forward to the mad king entering the city soon, coming back sooner, and having results sooner.

The entire Kaifeng City spent the New Year of Jiayou for eight years in such a solemn and bleak atmosphere. Not to mention the smell of the New Year in the city, even the movement of firecrackers to congratulate the new is rarely heard.

Known as the night sky, the hundred years of endless customers in the Mahang Street, Zhouqiao black market, let alone at night, in the daytime, are full of doors, business is bleak. Many businesses simply close their doors and wait for the situation to be certain before discussing the opening date.

Shangyuan Festival, dusk.

On the Bianhe River, the merchant ships lean to the side, the civilian boats avoid, in the middle of the river, the Longqi big ship divides the water and opens the road, followed by hundreds of military boats, stretching for dozens of miles.

Tang Yizhuo stood on the bow of the boat, with armor and a sword, and the red king's robe hunted in the river breeze. In his eyes, three points of rage, seven points of eagerness, looking ahead without blinking.

Turning this bend of the river is to return to the mountain, and further on...... It's Kaifeng!!

"Brother-in-law!"

Suddenly, a handsome young man of more than ten years old behind him suddenly spoke.

Tang Yi turned around and said suspiciously: "Zong Qi, what's the matter?" ”

"Brother-in-law, are we coming back to be emperors?"

Tang Yi smiled and asked rhetorically: "Do you want to be the emperor?" ”

When the young man Zhao Zongqi heard this, he pursed his lips disdainfully, "It's better brother-in-law, it's not fun at all." ”

"Hahaha." Tang Yi laughed loudly. "I'm not interested either, because.... It's not fun!! ”

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Turn the river bend, and the back mountain is in sight.

Far away, he saw an old man standing on the pier in the wind, Tang Yi couldn't help but lean forward and recognize it as Master Fan.

Urgently, "Stop the boat!" ”

No, Fan Zhongyan saw that Tang Yi had the intention of landing on the shore, so he raised his hand silently on the shore, and then waved his hand again.

Tang Yi was stunned, knowing that the teacher didn't want him to dock, so he had to give up.

The master and apprentice looked at each other silently, until Huishan had been left behind and could not be seen again.

From beginning to end, there was no half-word communication.

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By the time Tang Yi arrived in Kaifeng, it was already completely dark, and the closed city gate was actually wide open, and the Yazhou army entered the city smoothly without resistance.

As soon as he landed at the dock, Tang Yi felt the gloom in the city, and the Shangyuan Festival was actually pitch black, as quiet as a ghost town.

The only figure who dared to come out on such a night was hidden in the darkness of the dock, quietly looking at Tang Yi and the Yazhou army under the city.

......

Tang Yi also saw him, walked up slowly, and took the lead in speaking casually: "Where have all the people gone?" ”

"It's all under the Imperial City."

"Oh." Tang Yi nodded, and instantly understood. "It's going to be a fight against the water."

Looking up at the person in front of him, "Then why didn't you go?" The prince is your nephew. ”

The figure in the darkness took a step forward, revealing a face that Tang Yi was extremely familiar with, it was Cao Yan, Uncle Cao Guo.

"Prince, Zongqi, or you...... For me, is there a difference? ”

"Damn!!"

Tang Yi scolded with a smile: "The most exquisite is you!" ”

Cao Tong is right, is there a difference?

It makes no difference!

The crown prince won the country, he was the emperor's uncle; Zong Qi is in power, he is the elder of Guanlan; Tang Yi was the Song Dynasty, and he was especially a veteran of Guanlan and the emperor's closest comrade-in-arms.

"That's it!"

Tang Yi waved his hand, and now he has no time to catch up with Cao Yan.

"I'll have you a drink tomorrow."

As he spoke, he turned around and wanted to leave, preparing to go straight to the imperial city as a team.

No, Uncle Cao asked abruptly, which made Tang Yi stunned.

"In what capacity?"

"What identity?" Tang Yi stopped. "Do I need identity to drink with you?"

Cao Tong said: "I need to know what etiquette to entertain." ”

"Mad King, still..."

"The New Emperor!!"

“.....”

Tang Yi was silent for a long time and replied, "Brother." ”

After speaking, he strode forward and went straight to the imperial city.

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Cao Tong said that the last resistance was in the imperial city, and Tang Yi naturally ordered to go straight to the imperial city.

However, when they got out of the dock, Shi Jinwu, Wang Shouzhong, Pang Ji, Pan Feng, Sima Guang and others were already waiting there.

When Pan Feng saw Tang Yi, he couldn't help but show a wry smile, "It's so dangerous, Di Hanchen has helped a lot!" ”

I'll help your sister, Tang Yi can't wait to strangle him.

Looking at this group of their own staunch "supporters", they still didn't get angry.

"Let's go..."

"Let's go!" Pan Feng didn't see Tang Yi's displeasure at all, and echoed it. "Over there in the Imperial City, the battle is not small!"

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The battle is not small? It's really a battle!

As soon as Tang Yi arrived under the imperial city, he looked stupid.

I saw the Nuo Imperial City, and I didn't see an extra guard, the so-called princelings, the so-called Zhongzheng ministers, hundreds of people lined up in a row, arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder, forming a human wall, blocking the palace gate is called a tight.

Wen Yanbo, Fu Bi, Wang Anshi, including Bao Zheng and Tang Jie, there are many of them, and they are standing at the forefront.

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On one side is the towering imperial city and more than 100 purple-robed civil officials, and on the other side is 60,000 armored, with cold and sharp blades.

Tang Yi looked at this scene, and he was so angry, I really don't know if this is a stupidity, or a kind of loyalty!?

What is this?

In the face of artillery and strong soldiers, defend faith with your life? Or is it the decisive decision to break the net?

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This is the sorrow of the Great Song Dynasty, and this is the naivety of literati politics.

To numb oneself with the teachings of the special saints, and at the same time to paralyze others. I thought that everyone thought like them, and thought that the pen was the strongest weapon in the world......

The Great Song Dynasty is like this, the Ming Dynasty is like this, and the Qing Dynasty is also like this!

However, you are in the wrong place, Lao Tzu is a bandit.

"Someone...."

"Artillery !!"

The muzzle of the black hole pointed directly at the imperial city, and the civil officials on the opposite side panicked.

Wen Yanbo's face turned pale, but he still took a step forward and showed fearlessness.

"Zihao! You are also a person who reads the books of saints, are you really going to make trouble!? ”

"Come on, step over our corpses!"

As he spoke, he held Bao Zheng and Wang Anshi tightly beside him, looking careless and awe-inspiring, how tragic and tragic he was.

"Heh...."

After the restlessness, there was a deathly silence and a sneer from Grimssen.

"First ......" Tang Yi slowly stepped forward.

"You should be grateful to Di Qing, without him, no one would want to leave alive today."

"Second...."

"I'm going to see it now, and no one can stop me!"

"Humph!!" Wang Anshi snorted coldly. "Rebellious ministers and thieves, what kind of face do you have to go to see Your Majesty?"

"Tang Zihao!! As the heir of the Great Song Dynasty, you are also a person who has made great achievements, but today you are greedy for power and profit, and your troops are in the imperial city, don't you blush!? ”

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"Tang Yi!" Bao Zheng also spoke. "You are a smart person, you should know that what we are doing is the future of the Great Song Dynasty!!"

"For the sake of the Great Song Dynasty, you can't enter this palace, let alone take this power!"

"Listen to the old man's words, it's not too late to repent!!"

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"Zihao!!" Wen Yanbo exclaimed urgently. "Wake up!! You didn't give an official back then, you didn't be greedy for power, and you went to Yazhou for the sake of the official family, where did that pure heart go!? ”

"After a trip to the West, didn't you even talk about the reason?"

"You know better than anyone that the people around you support you to get more benefits!!

"They won't make Da Song better!!"

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"Blushing?"

"The future of the Great Song Dynasty??"

"Reason!?"

Tang Yi was really angry, and his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire.

"Good!!"

"Then I'll see who should blush!? What the fuck is called reason!! ”

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"You!"

Tang Yi pointed to Wen Yanbo.

"You!!"

Refer to Wang Anshi again.

"And you !!"

All civil officials before the palace gate.

"And you guys!!"

Unexpectedly, Tang Yi finally pointed the finger at Wang Shouzhong, Shi Jinwu and others behind him.

"At this moment, you have a country in your hearts!!"

"Have yourself!!"

"There is a family!!"

"There's me Tang Zihao!"

"Is the future of Da Song good or bad!!"

"You're all good, you're all saints!!"

"It all fucking makes sense!!"

"However, Lao Tzu will ask."

With a wave of his hand, he pointed to the official city behind the civil official.

"Who has him in their hearts!?"

"You want Zhao Zonglin to be the emperor, you want Zhao Zongqi to be the emperor, and you want me Tang Yi to be the emperor!!"

"Have you ever thought that your old emperor is leaving!?"

"He's leaving!! Did You Know?? ”

"As soon as he leaves, you will no longer find a better emperor than he did to you."

"You... Did You Know!! ”

"No one is used to you anymore, spoiling you.... Be yourself like an ascetic and be kind to each and every one of you!! ”

"You guys...."

"Know...... No, know, way!? ”

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Tang Yi's eyes were red and his lips trembled.

"From the beginning, from the time I returned to the Great Song ......"

"From the day you were worried about me, about the future, and about the country...... Until today! ”

"Has anyone ever worried about him?"

Tang Yi roared, choked up, and vented all the words in his heart.

What is the great cause of the emperor? What is the country? For Tang Yi, Fuyuner!

All of them....

All of them!!!

Everyone cares about the world, the throne, whether you are a sinner, and whether I stand for righteousness.

No one had ever shed a tear for the old man, not even a crocodile tear.

"Didn't you read the saints??"

"Don't you have the world in mind??"

"Aren't you loyal to the country and fighting to the death??"

"That is in the bosom of your bosom.... Can?? ”

"Can you give this old man a little space!?"

"Are you a demon barrier when you're an official!?"

"Don't you even throw away seven emotions and six desires!?"

"That's what you guys do!?"

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"Fuck it!"

"Cao Lao Er !!"

"In !!!" Cao Jue burst into tears and was hoarse.

"From now on, whoever stands in front ...."

"Kill, Nothing, Forgive!!"

"!!" Cao Jue stared at the bull's eye. "The whole army obeys the order!!

Animal disease!!

"Forward!!"

Bang ....

The soldiers of the Yazhou army pressed in, and the muzzle of the cannon pointed forward, whoever dared to act recklessly would be killed quickly.

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The civil officials before the Imperial City were stupid.

Some people were moved by Tang Yi's roar, their eyes were red, and they only now realized that Zhao Zhen was gone, and they really couldn't find such a good emperor anymore.

The other part of the people were frightened by the overwhelming Yazhou army and didn't know what to do.

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Wen Yanbo and Wang Anshi glanced at each other, and they were all confused.

At this time, there is a dilemma, life and death, even Wang Tianzhen, who can speak well, doesn't know how to refute, and subconsciously said to Wen Yanbo:

"What should I do?"

What should I do with your uncle!!

Wen Yanbo wanted to scold his mother, so he let you get out of the.

"I...."

I don't know what to do yet!!

Suddenly, squeak..... The palace door behind him slowly opened with the screech of the wooden shaft turning......

Li Bingchen was supported by Li Xiaoguang and slowly walked out of the palace gate.

The audience couldn't help but be quiet, only to hear the boss singing loudly:

"There is a will!"

"Xuan... The Mad King is here! ”

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