Chapter 52: Please abdicate!

Tokyo, Bianliang.

The once-bustling port was already overcrowded at this moment.

And with the water gates closed, all of Kaifeng fell into martial law.

The Forbidden Army appeared in the streets and alleys, making the common people appear very fearful.

Because everyone knew that the rebel army from the south had arrived; the Great Song was finished!

Inside the Imperial Palace, Zhao Zhen sat on his chair exhausted, his eyes full of confusion.

Because he never expected that the greatest traitor of the Zhao family would be his brother-in-law!

"Your Majesty, are you okay? You must not have any accidents; Heng'er still needs you!"

Holding the two-year-old Zhao Heng, Imperial Consort Pang couldn't help but wipe away her tears.

And looking at Imperial Consort Pang and his own son, Zhao Zhen said desolately, "Am I really a failure as an emperor?"

"Your Majesty, this is all the work of that traitor Zhang Xinzhi; you are actually a... benevolent ruler."

Just when Imperial Consort Pang didn't know how to speak, Bao Zheng, who walked in, explained.

"Bao Qing! You haven't left yet?"

Looking at Bao Zheng before him, Zhao Zhen was stunned.

Because before the Pingnan Army marched north, everyone knew that the thing they liked to do most was to draw up lists.

No matter how many years ago you did something, as long as it was reported, they would definitely investigate it thoroughly.

As long as there was a murder case, it would definitely be severely punished.

And among the current civil officials, who could withstand an investigation?

Most officials, upon hearing that the Pingnan Army was coming, resigned and ran away on the spot, not daring to stay at all.

Looking at Bao Zheng, Zhao Zhen was also very surprised, because he hadn't seen the other party for two days and thought Bao Zheng had also run away!

"Your Majesty, this old subject is willing to live and die with the Great Song!"

Looking at Bao Zheng, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but burst into tears and said, "I only now know that you are a loyal minister who assists the country!"

"Your Majesty!"

Stepping forward and holding Zhao Zhen's hand, Bao Zheng was also full of emotion.

Outside Kaifeng Prefecture, the army stepped forward in neat paces.

Just as the Frankish cannons were lined up, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but turn his head and say, "These things won't explode, will they?"

"Cousin, you have to trust our craftsmen; there will definitely be no problem!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Situ Yaozu gave a thumbs up.

And just after he finished speaking, Pang Yu leaned over and said, "That, Brother Zhang, my brother-in-law has abdicated; am I still a Royal Uncle?"

"Royal Uncle, what Royal Uncle? I'll appoint you as Governor, a carefree King overseas; isn't it good to be powerful and domineering?"

Looking at Pang Yu with a full smile, Zhang Cheng patted his shoulder.

"Really or fake? Does Governor mean King?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Pang Yu became excited.

"Governor is the 'Jiedushi' of the Emperor in South Asia!"

Looking at Pang Yu, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "How about it, am I good to you, brother?"

"Brother Zhang, please rest assured, I will definitely do this Governor job well!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Pang Yu became excited, because he only heard clearly the words "powerful and domineering"!

And what did Pang Yu harming people overseas have to do with him? It was far from the emperor; as long as it wasn't within the territory of China, who would care?

"Cousin, why don't you appoint me as the Governor of India? I heard that the high castes there have fair skin and beautiful eyes!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu raised his eyebrows.

"We are brothers; why talk about this? Wait until we recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, and cousin will go to India with you!"

Patting Situ Yaozu's shoulder, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but become serious.

"Cousin, you are really a good person!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu never expected that he was also coveting the Brahmins...

"What about me? We are partners, after all; where do I go?"

Spreading his hands, Chai Wenyi couldn't help but be shocked.

Because he never expected that the person in charge of the court hadn't taken the throne, but the Great Song had been overturned!

"The Japanese Island is gifted to your Chai family!"

Looking at Chai Wenyi domineeringly, Zhang Cheng didn't mind at all.

After all, besides the gold and silver mines on the Japanese Island, he didn't bother to want anything else.

Once the Chai family people arrive on the Japanese Island, it's estimated that it won't be peaceful for a few hundred years.

Originally the emperor of the Later Zhou, but didn't get the throne; now that he had finally become a King, wouldn't the Chai family try their best to toss and turn to satisfy their addiction?

And just when Zhang Cheng was handing out titles, the generals below also became excited.

Because as long as it wasn't China, even if they wanted to be a King of a region, they could get a promise!

And in all dynasties, where was there such a generous emperor?

"Zhang Xinzhi, get over here!"

Just when Zhang Cheng was chatting and laughing, a roar rang out.

"Who, who is calling my cousin's name!"

Drawing his saber, Situ Yaozu looked left and right, because this was too disrespectful; didn't he know his cousin was about to become emperor?

"Over there!"

Patting Situ Yaozu's shoulder, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but cover his face.

"Ah, isn't that Bao Zheng?"

Looking at Bao Zheng fearfully, Situ Yaozu hurriedly put away his saber.

Because other civil officials were hard to say, but Bao Zheng was a ruthless person who would truly splash blood on him before he died!

"Chancellor Bao, what is your instruction!"

Riding his horse forward, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shout.

"You have raised an army to rebel today; have you ever thought that after a hundred years, the history books will be like knives..."

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Bao Zheng couldn't help but roar.

"The Chenqiao Mutiny, Zhao Kuangyin wearing the yellow robe; is the Great Song legitimate?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Cheng pointed to the soldiers behind him and said, "My 200,000-strong army didn't come for Kaifeng; it was for recovering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun."

"Recover Yanyun!"

"Recover Yanyun!"

Accompanied by the roar from behind, Bao Zheng couldn't help but fall silent.

"Since Zhao Guangyi, this Song Dynasty has been sick; civil officials are powerful, military generals are tired, and even winning a battle is a hope—is this still my China?"

Roaring, Zhang Cheng raised his head and said, "I, Zhang Cheng, respectfully ask Your Majesty to abdicate!"

"Please abdicate, please abdicate!"

Just as the roar came from the dense crowd, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but walk onto the city wall, his face full of desolation.

Because he had been abandoned, abandoned by these subjects of the Great Song...

Liao Dynasty.

Just when Yelu Zongzhen was having a headache about the Jin people, he suddenly heard that the Great Song had "perished."

Above the main hall.

An envoy with slightly dark skin walked up, full of arrogance, and said, "From today on, our Great Ming will refuse all contracts signed by the Song Dynasty; no marriage alliances, no reparations, no tribute, no ceding of land!"

"A mere envoy, daring to be so arrogant in our Liao Dynasty!"

Looking at the Great Ming envoy angrily, a Liao general beside him roared.

"Arrogant? I have even more arrogant things to come; fifteen days later, our Great Ming will send 300,000 troops to recover the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun; this land lost for more than a hundred years will eventually be taken back by us!"

After saying this, the envoy opened his arms and said, "Come, you can make a move!"

Facing the envoy before him, Yelu Zongzhen couldn't help but frown and say, "Are you not afraid of death?"

"If I die, my parents and my children will be treated well by the Great Ming, but you are different; you will come down to accompany me!"

Laughing loudly, the envoy appeared very happy.

Because he was originally a slave, and being able to grab this opportunity to be an envoy was something he had spent money to get!

"Good, then I will wait for the arrival of your new Great Ming Dynasty in Yanyun!"

Patting the dragon chair, Yelu Zongzhen roared.

Kaifeng Prefecture, after moving out of the Imperial Palace.

The "dead" Zhao Zhen was holding Zhao Heng's small hand, walking on the street with a full smile.

Because he suddenly discovered that the Imperial Palace was more like a prison.

But it was good now; someone had moved in for him!