Chapter 275

"These guys aren't as loyal and righteous as they shout on the surface!"

Looking at the dozens of white flags displayed on the city wall, which were neat and smooth on the surface,

and clearly not made in a hurry, Zhang Jie complained in his heart.

It was only because he had started attacking the city directly on the first day he arrived, not giving these opportunists a chance,

otherwise he did not doubt that the letters of surrender and offering the city could fill his desk.

He had never held any hope for the integrity of these noble families.

For these noble families who were already accustomed to betting on both sides or even three sides,

existence was everything, and for the sake of existence, what national righteousness or

what distinction between Han and foreign could not compare to the continuation of their own family name.

"Infantry, attack!"

Although he complained in his heart, Zhang Jie did not delay the opportunity, and with a command,

thousands of Liang Shan infantry rushed toward the city of Bianliang like a tide.

"For His Highness the May May Ren Wang, advance!"

The Liang Shan soldiers, full of spirit and vigor, poured into Bianliang through the gaps blasted by the cannons and the city gates opened by the Imperial Guard soldiers,

and under the leadership of officers, began to take over the city gates and walls.

The demoralized Imperial Guard soldiers did not dare to resist and were obediently disarmed and detained by the Liang Shan soldiers.

"Your Highness the May May Ren Wang, this is the old dog Cai Jing."

Several Imperial Guard generals who had surrendered tied up Cai Jing directly and knelt in fear at Zhang Jie's feet.

Cai Jing, who had fallen from heaven to hell in an instant, was dispirited,

no longer having the style of the Grand Chancellor of the past, looking more like a mangy old dog,

and he didn't even know where his official hat had fallen.

"Take him away and watch him; next, we march to the Chai Huangcheng!"

Zhang Jie didn't even look at Cai Jing; the important thing now was to catch Prince Duan, and he couldn't let him run away.

If he let him run out of Bianliang and then to Jiangnan or the Great Liao, there would be new trouble.

Although Jiangnan had long suffered from the extortion of the Flower and Stone Convoy,

the rule of the Great Song had not yet collapsed, and Zhao Ji, the Emperor, still had a certain appeal.

If he ran to the Great Liao and let Emperor Tianzuo use him,

it was feared that the "Gate-Calling Emperor" would appear hundreds of years early.

Leaving some soldiers to guard the prisoners and clean up the battlefield, Zhang Jie led thousands of soldiers to rush directly to the Chai Huangcheng.

The people of Bianliang had long since hidden in their homes, and there was not a soul on the bustling streets that used to be full of people.

Following the main road, Zhang Jie led his soldiers to the Chai Huangcheng in the center of Bianliang without obstruction.

The walls of the Chai Huangcheng were built even taller, stronger, and more majestic than those of Bianliang,

but unfortunately, the Imperial Guards guarding here had long since lost their will to fight.

By the time Zhang Jie led his army to arrive, the city gates, which were strong enough to withstand thousands of troops, were already wide open,

and the Imperial Guards who should have been guarding here had long since fled without a trace.

"General Yang, you are to take over all the gates of the Chai Huangcheng; whoever dares to break in, kill without mercy!"

Zhang Jie ordered Yang Zhi, who had been following him all along.

The Chai Huangcheng was the most important place in Bianliang and must not be allowed to fall into chaos!

"I will strictly follow Your Highness's instructions!"

Yang Zhi responded with a roar, his heart surging with emotion.

Having been just a small official in the Palace Guard, how could he have imagined that he would have such a day?

He really didn't need to restore the glory of his Yang family military lineage anymore,

because he, Yang Zhi, was going to surpass his ancestor, the Old Commander Yang!

Yang Zhi: No need to restore the distant ancestor, because I will surpass the distant ancestor!

From now on, his Yang family military lineage would be proud of him, Yang Zhi!

Leaving Yang Zhi behind, Zhang Jie continued to rush to the Imperial Palace.

Arriving at the main hall, he saw that the once solemn and majestic hall was in a mess.

"Eh, why are there two fake Song Emperors?"

Song Wan, acting as the vanguard, looked suspiciously at the two people wearing dragon robes and sitting on the dragon chairs.

"Report, report to the General, it is the Retired Emperor and the current Emperor."

A little eunuch explained to Song Wan, trembling with fear.

"Damn!

This Retired Emperor and current Emperor nonsense is really a waste of brainpower."

Song Wan, who was a crude man, stopped thinking about it when he couldn't figure it out,

and carrying his long blade that was still dripping with blood, he approached the two on the dragon chairs with a grim smile:

"I ask the Emperor to abdicate!"

"I ask the Emperor to abdicate!"

The soldiers who followed him all stared fixedly at the two on the dragon chairs.

"I am willing to abdicate, I am willing to abdicate."

On the dragon chair, the younger-looking Emperor said hurriedly, fearing that these fierce,

cold-blooded soldiers would swarm up and slice him into mince with their chaotic blades.

"Eh, why are there two guys?"

Even Zhang Jie, who arrived shortly after, felt confused as to why there were two people on the dragon chairs.

He was relatively familiar with the one who looked older,

as he had seen him during the palace examination; it was Song Huizong, who had demoted him to the position of Vice-Commander of the Qingzhou Militia.

But he had never seen this one, who was only in his twenties and very young.

"Report to Your Highness the May May Ren Wang, this one is... that one is..."

The little eunuch who had just cleared things up for Song Wan saw that Zhang Jie was not that fierce,

so he stood out with courage and explained carefully.

Listening to his explanation, Zhang Jie was speechless to learn the origin of these two Emperors:

It turned out that Zhao Ji knew that Bianliang was highly unlikely to withstand Liang Shan's attack,

and in order not to be the emperor of a fallen state, when he learned that the Bianliang city wall had been breached,

he decisively passed the throne to his son, who was also the long-established Crown Prince of the Great Song.

In other words, the younger Emperor above was the unlucky guy who, in the original Jingkang Incident,

was pulled in by his old father, Song Huizong, to take the fall—Song Qinzong.

"Whenever I think I know his bottom line,

this guy always tells me with his actions that his bottom line is that there is no bottom line."

Zhang Jie looked speechlessly at Zhao Ji, whose face was pale and bloodless.

First trying to dismiss him with the "Prince of Liang" title, then passing the throne to his son

to avoid being the emperor of a fallen state, Zhao Ji told everyone with his practical actions:

His only logic of action was that there was no logic in his actions...

Sometimes he really wanted to ask Zhao Ji:

Did he want to use this kind of abstract action to make him speechless to death, so as to save his Great Song empire?

The speechless Zhang Jie suppressed the desire to complain rising in his heart, and then focused his gaze on the little eunuch who was kneeling on both knees before him,

burying his head deeply and not daring to look up at him:

"What is your name? And why are you the only eunuch here?"

The little eunuch buried his head even deeper: "Report to Your Highness the May May Ren Wang,

this humble servant, this humble servant's name is Li Goudan, because I am the third in my family,

everyone else calls me Li San. As for the others,

the other great eunuchs all ran away after learning the news that Bianliang had been breached.

Only this humble servant had nowhere to go, so, so I stayed here."

"A loyal one, indeed."

Zhang Jie nodded, and thinking of this huge Imperial Palace,

the thousands of eunuchs also needed a leader, so he said:

"From now on, you will follow by my side and serve me."

"By the way, Li Goudan, Li San, and such names are too unpresentable."

Thinking of a certain "My Great Qing" joke, Zhang Jie continued with a mischievous sense of humor:

"From now on, you will be called Li Dequan."