Chapter 129: Shaosong!

"Hehe!"

Suddenly, Yitian Zhang Jie laughed:

"You said that I really know someone who has the courage of Taizu.

This person might far surpass that Great Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin, who 'used a dragon stick to beat the four hundred military states of the world to be surnamed Zhao', in terms of courage."

"Oh?"

Tianlong Zhang Jie became interested and asked:

"Who is this person with shocking courage? Can get your such praise?"

Yitian Zhang Jie's lips opened and closed, slowly giving a name:

"Zhao Jiu."

"Zhao Jiu? Isn't this guy Zhao Jiumei?

What courage does he have of Taizu?

If he had the courage of Taizu, would he only hide in Lin'an and shiver?"

Tianlong Zhang Jie was very disappointed when he heard this.

At this time, Shuihu Zhang Jie opened his mouth thoughtfully:

"This Zhao Jiu should be Zhao Jiu."

"Zhao Jiu?"

Tianlong Zhang Jie patted the table in front of him and suddenly realized:

"So it's the Zhao Jiu in Shaosong!

That one, at the beginning, directly killed the biggest BOSS in the whole book—Zhao Gou's Psyduck!"

"Formerly my ancestor Guangwu Emperor, inherited the rule at the time of defeat, and was appointed in the time of crisis.

Inherited the bright mandate of the sky, steaming the people in water and fire.

Those two Emperors, Hui and Qin, had thin virtue, and could not keep the business.

Politics came from the hands of the small people, and the collection was without degree.

The army was abolished by the alliance of breaking the oath, and the Divine Land sank.

Jingkang Shame, the two Emperors hunted in the north, and our country suffered boundless humiliation.

The Emperor ran to Xiaca, and selected two kings in the army,

killed the treacherous officials by hand, prepared for battle, and defeated the enemy under the city.

Issued a bright edict to the sea, and gathered the righteous soldiers of the world.

Later moved to Nanyang, and planned the foundation. Selected the virtuous and appointed the capable, and recovered the old land of Western Xia.

The world followed like a shadow, and raised the great cause of the Northern Expedition. Drew the bow and pulled the arrow, shaking the liver and gallbladder of the enemy chief.

The dragon banner pressed the array, destroying the fierce power of the thief army.

Raised the army to press the border, and broke the thief and prisoner at Yaoshan.

The holy body went personally, and the tripod was a great achievement in Huolu.

Swept away the strong Jin, and the nine states were restored.

Chased the dead and chased the north, and destroyed the treacherous and evil.

Its achievements are fierce, and its industry is brilliant.

Although the great achievements of Chengtang and the special achievements of King Wu, they are not as good.

After the collapse, the temple of the ancestor was crowned, and the posthumous title was the Emperor Guangwu, the Emperor of the Open Heaven and the Great Pole, the Emperor of the Great Virtue and the Emperor of the Great Virtue."

—"Benji of the Ancestor"

Shuihu Zhang Jie read out the actions of Zhao Jiu in "Shaosong" with high spirits.

Yitian Zhang Jie even read out a poem that netizens gave to Zhao Jiu that he saw on the Internet before transmigrating:

"Water Dragon Chant · Singing the Ancestor Martial Emperor Zhao Jiu

The soul was fixed under Bagong Mountain, looking back at the dragon abyss and quenching.

The dust of the Hu covered the wild, and the mourning geese were all over the wild, where should this body be placed?

The sword points to the Central Plains, the spirit swallows the river and Luo, and the red heart is determined.

Look at Yue's banner rising to the sky, Han's banner rolling snow, man's blood, rewarding heaven and earth.

Wash away the Jingkang shame, drive the long car, and the Youyun is broken.

Huanglong went straight, Helan stepped over, and the achievements exceeded Han and Wei.

The new map of the boundary, the legacy of Xiangyang, the heavy weapon of the century.

Ask the green history of a thousand years, who can be like it?

Shining with the stars."

"When Zhao Jiu said that sentence 'Song can perish, the world cannot perish,

but there are heroes who can restore the rivers and mountains and save the people,

they should take the rivers and mountains for their own use and be the master of the people',

he had already transcended the historical view of emperors and generals."

Yitian Zhang Jie also sighed.

Since ancient times, except for that great man who was ready to be smashed to pieces, who had such a big heart?

The wheat has matured thousands of times, and the people are long live for the first time!

Haize Zhang Jie covered his face, crying and laughing:

"Everything else is easy to say, it's just that the word 'filial' is quite dramatic."

According to the description inside, Zhao Jiu had the idea of directly killing the Hui and Qin Emperors.

"Nonsense, my ancestor Emperor restored the rivers and mountains,

forced Jin to return the two saints, and the old land was in the year, isn't it 'filial'!"

Tianlong Zhang Jie refuted righteously.

"Hahahaha, what's wrong, stopped a group of fierce goods who planned nine ways to kill the two saints, isn't this filial.

Stopped the civil officials who wanted to poison the two saints, and also stopped the military generals who wanted to cut the two saints, isn't this filial?"

Tianlong Zhang Jie also said with a smile.

Shuihu Zhang Jie spread his hands, indifferently:

"If the two saints feel that Zhao Jiu is not filial and don't want to go to Dongxiao Palace, they can go back to the Jin people."

Haize Zhang Jie, who was already used to using fists to speak in the Haize world, shrugged:

"It's better to just pull the firewood from under the cauldron and kill the two saints.

After all, dead people have no threat at all!"

As for the reason? Isn't there a lot of it in the chaotic army?

"The horse is too fast, it just can't stop;"

"The helmet of the Beiwai Army has a blind spot;"

"I thought I hit two Jin soldiers;"

"Go and explain to Taizong Taizu;"

"Isn't it for the Great Song rivers and mountains;"

"We are all living hard"."

Yitian Zhang Jie smiled and added:

"I've been so hard, how can you still be alive?"

Tianlong Zhang Jie also smiled and said:

"As for the Jin people sending the two saints back, isn't there Han Shizhong and others?

Han Shizhong: 'Emperor, as long as you have a look.

I will use the excuse of hysteria to rush up and chop the two saints into meat sauce.'

Han Shizhong: The moment I saw the dragon banner pressing forward,

I had a hundred ways to welcome the two saints, a hundred!

What two saints, I don't know, I haven't seen either of these two people.

And they dared to wear dragon robes to cheat, I killed them directly, the historian and the Emperor don't know, rest assured.

If others have words, please talk to my machete!"

"Are you dizzy from sleeping?

Didn't the two saints be sacrificed by the Jin dogs before the war?"

Shuihu Zhang Jie, who was a scholar, directly started the Spring and Autumn brushwork, writing the history of the years.

"Good!"

"Your words are very comforting to my heart."

Yitian Zhang Jie and Haize Zhang Jie both nodded in agreement,

what they did was not important, what was important was what others believed you did.

"Zhao Gou: Write, Zhao Jiu killed his brother and father, a traitor!

Historian: The two saints returned to the dynasty, caught a cold on the way, and died of weakness.

Zhao Gou: Not a word changed?

Historian: The historian writes directly according to history, not a word changed!"

Shuihu Zhang Jie recalled a detail he saw before transmigrating.

"Nonsense! The two saints clearly died of palace cold!"

Yitian Zhang Jie smiled and talked about the wild history compiled by netizens.

"666, palace cold, do the two saints have this ability?"

Tianlong Zhang Jie covered his face, crying and laughing.

Haize Zhang Jie also began to fabricate wild history:

"Shouldn't it be that the grain path collapsed and died?

Speaking of which, with so many Jin people, there should be someone who has a dragon-yang hobby?"

Forgot the front, forgot the middle, forgot the back,

but Shuihu Zhang Jie, who asked to cut Yang Yizhong, smiled and said:

"What death or not, I ask to cut Yang Yizhong."

"If the two saints have opinions after returning, they can also go to sit on a boat with Yang Yizhong!

Yang Yizhong: My boat is famously fast~"

Tianlong Zhang Jie gave the two saints a choice.

"Haha, this is fast, I'm afraid it's sinking fast?"

Haize Zhang Jie touched his chin and laughed.

Tianlong Zhang Jie shrugged his shoulders: "You just say whether it's fast or not."

Shuihu Zhang Jie also joined in: "Fast, of course it's fast!

Ten minutes or even a few minutes can let the two saints finish the rest of their lives.

However, why does this picture feel inexplicably familiar?"

"Little Ming King: Have you heard my story?"

Yitian Zhang Jie came out to solve the puzzle for Shuihu Zhang Jie.

In May 1366, Zhu Yuanzhang sent Liao Yongzhong to pick up Little Ming King Han Lin'er from Chuzhou to Yingtian.

When passing through the Guazhou ferry, the boat Han Lin'er was riding on suddenly capsized in the middle of the Yangtze River, and Han Lin'er fell into the water and died.

According to "Ming History · Liao Yongzhong Biography": "Arrived at Guabu and capsized the boat to death",

Zhu Yuanzhang blamed Liao Yongzhong for this afterwards.

Whether this was an accidental accident;

or Liao Yongzhong acted on his own initiative to please Zhu Yuanzhang;

or it was a murder instructed by Zhu Yuanzhang, that is a matter of opinion.

Anyway, Han Lin'er, as the symbolic leader of the Red Turban Army at the end of the Yuan Dynasty,

his death paved the way for Zhu Yuanzhang to become the King of Wu the following year and finally establish the Ming Dynasty.

Shuihu Zhang Jie pretended to be confused: "Never heard of it,

I am a person of the Song Dynasty, how could I know about the Ming Dynasty?"

Haize Zhang Jie's face showed a smile:

"Little Ming King: Actually, I am also Song. Who said Han Song is not Song?"

"Haha!"

The Zhang Jies all laughed.

After laughing, Tianlong Zhang Jie asked:

"If after cutting the Dao Ancestor, the Psyduck becomes the original Wanyan Gou again,

what will happen to the eighteen kings, and what will they do?"

Haize Zhang Jie gave a solution again:

"The Emperor toured the lake in spring, unfortunately drowned, and died of shock?"

Tianlong Zhang Jie gave a thumbs up and praised:

"As expected of Zhang Jie from a world with historical truth, he really writes a good history book.

It's just that the format is inexplicably familiar, Ming Xizong Zhu Youjiao: Have you also heard my story?"

Haize Zhang Jie said indifferently:

"How can the things of scholars be called plagiarism? I am learning, learning."

"By the way, according to the records in Shaosong, there is a plan to directly kill several smart people."

Shuihu Zhang Jie said. 【129-151

Water Margin Zhang Jie said.

"Mm."

The other three Zhang Jies all nodded.

Zhao Jiu later fell ill, and Yang Yizhong thought the real Zhao Gou had returned from the dead.

Frightened, he made preparations early, isolating the inside from the outside,

and if Zhao Gou had truly returned, Yang Yizhong intended to sacrifice himself to eliminate the three sages in one day.

Heavenly Dragon Zhang Jie said with quite a sigh:

"What is the regret of 'Shao Song'? The regret is that it is just a novel."

Heaven-Dependent Zhang Jie said with lingering resentment: "History should have been like this,

it ought to have been like this, it could have been like this, yet it was not; it is truly hard to let go."

"A jade belt tethered the unruly steed;

half a duck fed the gold-swallowing beast.

At Mount Bagong, he crushed Jin Wuzhu; at the Yao Mountain archery formation, he beheaded Wanyan Loushi.

White horse at Shaoxing, the ambition of the world was named; before Han Xin's tomb, the demeanor of an emperor was fully displayed.

At the Wu Lin Assembly, he discussed the heroes of the world.

Yue Fei wiped out Western Xia, Li Yanxian sat firmly in Shaanxi,

Zong Ze did not cry 'Cross the river' three times, and Han Shizhong did not die of old age on his bed.

Zhao Ding was also for the war faction, and ten years of merit were achieved.

The Imperial House, what a wonderful dream it truly was!"

Water Margin Zhang Jie lay half-reclined on the chair, sighing with an expression that was half-smile and half-tear.