[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-transmigrated-to-the-northern-song-with-them":3,"chapter-i-transmigrated-to-the-northern-song-with-them-i-transmigrated-to-the-northern-song-with-them-chapter-307":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Transmigrated to the Northern Song with Them",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2319197,4535,"Chapter 307","i-transmigrated-to-the-northern-song-with-them-chapter-307",307,"\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi had also learned that Xiao Fengxian had given Xiao Duoli Lan and Xiao Guige to Zhao Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Yelü Yanxi was deeply saddened by this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi felt he had always favored and trusted the Xiao family; he could not understand why Xiao Fengxian would kick him while he was down—surrendering his empress to Zhao Yu was bad enough, but why surrender Xiao Guige, his most beloved, as well?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Yelü Yanxi was deeply saddened by this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grief gave way to regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regret coiled like ivy, twisting until his bones ached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the narrow sliver of sky beyond the window lattice, a bitter, metallic taste rising in his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he not been blinded by Xiao Fengxian’s sweet words, how could he have allowed them to frame loyal ministers? Yelu Yudu was a fierce, battle-hardened general, yet falsely accused of rebellion and driven to defect to the Jin; those elderly ministers who dared speak truth were treated by him as noisy cicadas—lightly exiled, heavily executed. Back then, he thought silence was peace, never realizing he had sealed off his nation’s lifeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should not have spent his days lost in hunting, abandoning court to a crowd of sycophants. Last winter, when Dongjing was besieged and urgent reports flew like snowflakes, he was in the hunting grounds of Qingzhou, chasing a white fox, forcing messengers to wait three days and nights in the blizzard. All he could think of then was boasting of his white fox kill—never once did he consider the bloodied soldiers on the walls or the terrified civilians within the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never truly cared for Liao’s realm. When the treasury ran dry, he raised taxes, driving the people into exile; when famine struck, he retreated to hunt, ignoring withered fields and corpses littering the land. He always believed Liao’s foundations were too solid to be shaken—never realizing the thousand-li dike had long been riddled with ant holes he himself had dug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he could not defeat the Song, he fled north; when he could not defeat the Jurchens, he fled south. He always believed Liao stretched from the Sea of Japan in the east, encompassing the Heilongjiang and Wusuli river basins and Sakhalin; west to the Altai Mountains; north to the Argun and Outer Khingan ranges; south to the Baigou River in central Hebei and northern Shanxi, including the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun—a vast empire with endless refuge. Yet he never understood that running away solved nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he wondered: what did it matter that Xiao Fengxian gave Xiao Duoli Lan and Xiao Guige to Zhao Yu? Ultimately, it was his own incompetence—he could not protect his people, nor even his own bedmate. Those commoners he abandoned, fleeing through war’s flames, must have felt this same despair. Those Liao soldiers bleeding on the battlefield, watching him indulge in pleasure—how cold must their hearts have grown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had once believed an emperor should do as he pleased, that his ancestors’ legacy was impregnable. Only when the city fell, when he fled on horseback with Shangjing burning behind him and the people’s wails ringing in his ears, did he realize he had destroyed it all himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi closed his eyes—and suddenly saw himself as a boy, hunting with his grandfather. Back then, he had vowed to become a diligent, enlightened ruler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could start again, he would banish traitors like Xiao Fengxian far away, and let honest ministers stand in court; he would read every memorial daily, care for grain harvests, ensure his people had enough to eat; he would personally visit the frontier, check if soldiers’ armor was thin, so they knew their emperor remembered their toil; he would never flee again—whether the enemy was Zhao Yu or Wanyan Aguda…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the wind outside the window swept dead leaves past, moaning like laughter at his delusion. He was still the fool who had squandered a winning hand—now a prisoner, even regret felt superfluous. Those he had betrayed—people and deeds—now became needles, piercing his heart again and again, making even breathing agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a group of Liao ministers knocked on Yelu Yanxi’s door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi quickly wiped his tears and ordered Yelu Tanggu, still loyal to him, to let the ministers in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Fengxian was not among them. He had no face to show Yelu Yanxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because so many had come, Yelu Huluwang turned and told the ministers to step back, lest they crowd the room unbecomingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi asked Yelu Huluwang directly: “Uncle, what is your purpose in coming?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Huluwang said: “Our Great Liao is now at its end. Does Your Majesty have any plan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi replied: “Indeed. But what can be done?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Huluwang said: “Earlier, I dreamed of the Founding Emperor. He told me our Great Liao still has a glimmer of hope. Then I dreamed of Prince Jin leading us to crush the Jurchens and restore our realm. I privately interpreted this: the Founding Emperor, through my dream, urges Your Majesty to abdicate in favor of Prince Jin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Huluwang continued: “Your Majesty understands. I dare not fear death—I beg Your Majesty to issue an edict of abdication and orders to the Nine Princes of Yanjing to welcome the new sovereign, to preserve our Great Liao’s lineage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Yelu Huluwang pressed: “If Your Majesty decides now, our ancestral altar will be secure; if not, collapse is inevitable. The fate of our realm rests on Your Majesty’s decision today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, Yelu Huluwang added: “If Your Majesty delays, and our front collapses while our army is gone, then even if you later wish to pass the throne to your son, it will be useless—will Great Song rescue a Liao with no value left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Grand Protector Xiao Temuge also urged: “The Jurchens have seized half our territory; three of our five capitals are lost. Great Song has already taken Xijing and now seeks Yanping. Your Majesty is trapped by Great Song. Only Prince Jin, enduring hardship and rebuilding the court, can save us. If Your Majesty puts the realm first and abdicates to Prince Jin, perhaps we may preserve our bloodline and spare the people further war.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then added: “Prince Jin is Your Majesty’s own son—blood is thicker than water. He is naturally filial. If he ever restores our Great Liao, how could he fail to honor Your Majesty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other Liao ministers also urged Yelu Yanxi—but he said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the door, Xiao Fengxian grew anxious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Li Chuwen approached and handed Xiao Fengxian a proclamation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The proclamation was from the Jin, filled with insolent words condemning Yelu Yanxi as foolish and cruel. Li Chuwen whispered: “Why not present this to stir His Majesty’s heart, and perhaps provoke him to issue an edict seeking counsel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Fengxian agreed and had the proclamation delivered to Yelu Huluwang, Xiao Temuge, and others, to show to Yelu Yanxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi took it and read:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Proclamation from the Great Jin Commander’s Office:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Liao ruler Aguda is foolish, cruel, and depraved, having lost virtue and his realm. He indulges in wine and lust, slaughters loyal ministers, neglects governance, and stirs popular rage. He presumes heaven’s mandate, repeatedly provokes border conflicts, brings disaster upon neighboring states—he is truly a pest upon mankind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Our Great Jin, by heaven’s mandate, raises arms to punish guilt—only to execute the chief offender and bring peace to the people. All Liao officials and commoners who recognize heaven’s will, abandon rebellion, and submit shall retain their posts, live in peace, and enjoy light taxes…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After reading the proclamation, Yelu Yanxi wept silently, then said only: “Enough. Come discuss this tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Yanxi understood the ministers’ intent clearly—they were pressuring him, telling him that not only Great Song intended to depose him, but the Jin would not spare him either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Jin’s proclamation, it was clear their invasion targeted him personally—he could not escape blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Liao ministers also implied that abdication was not shirking responsibility—it was, in fact, a courageous act of accepting it.\u003C\u002Fp>",1356,"2026-06-20T15:06:50.687Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a99c90dbc363460cf0919fada3f59f6edf5d7d9eaa546c6ce27655f8ead0c64c","i-transmigrated-to-the-northern-song-with-them-chapter-308","i-transmigrated-to-the-northern-song-with-them-chapter-306",348,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-transmigrated-to-the-northern-song-with-them-cover.jpg"]