The situation in the court is chaotic and complicated.

If it were in the past, Zhao Huan might not have the courage to go to war with the Jurchens. But now it is different. With the people who are in vain and Huizong is back to the capital, Zhao Huan's prestige has also been hit hard by fiercely. Although it is not said to be shaky, it has obviously declined compared to the previous few months when the Battle of Kaifeng ended. I think Zhao Huan now hopes to use an external victory to consolidate the throne. After all, the impact of the Yanshan Alliance has had a great impact on Zhao Huan...

This is the situation!

At the beginning, Zhao Huan couldn't wait to stabilize the situation and deal with Huizong's stills.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to lower his attitude when discussing peace, seeking cooperation from the Jurchens and being able to reach an alliance as soon as possible.

But who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, the Yanshan Alliance became his fatal injury. The so-called father-son suspicion can be covered up, but this undefeated defeat cannot eliminate the influence in a short period of time. Zhao Huan dismissed Zhao Gou's throne, and even demoted Mei Zhili and Li Gang and others, which could not quickly restore his lost reputation.

Similarly, after demoting Mei Zhili and others, Zhao Huan offended the sergeant and doctoral class of the court again.

Those who served Zhao Huan before also began to shake their stance. First, there was Wang Boyan in Bai Shizhong, and now Mei is the one who held the rituals.

Which one will be next?

At this point, Zhao Huan's methods are far less versatile than Zhao Ji.

At least if Zhao Ji had done so, the relationship would not have been handled so rigidly. Mei Zhili was demoted to a civilian, causing a turmoil in the court.

Geng Nanzhong and others were dissatisfied, and Zhao Huan didn't know how to solve it.

On the contrary, Zhao Ji was very low-key.

After the ban was lifted, he lived in simplicity, either writing and painting, or playing the piano and entertainment in the palace, and lived a very leisurely life.

But behind this Xiaoyao, what actions did Zhao Ji do?

Even Zhao Huan didn't know...

If he can win against the outside world, it cannot be said that Zhao Huan's current situation cannot be alleviated.

After listening to Yu Yin’s report, Master Zhong also fell into deep thought...

He didn't want to get involved in the court disputes, but in the current situation, he was afraid that he could not help him. Zhong Shidao's body would be damaged one day. According to a message from his family a few days ago, Zhong Shidao was already ill and could not afford to go. There was not much time left. Although An Daoquan carefully regulated it, it could only delay for a period of time. Once Zhong Shidao passed away, the entire Zhong family would fall on his shoulders.

At that time, Master Zhong had to return to the court.

Is it such a smooth transition or a risky blow?

If you succeed, you will become famous and you can accumulate merits; but if you fail... Master Zhong has to carefully consider it, let alone whether to fight or not also represent his position. Fighting means standing on Zhao Huan's side; if you don't fight, you are neutral.

"This Yu Xiaoyi really gave me a difficult problem."

Mr. Zhong closed his eyes and sat in the study and pondered without saying a word.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind: If this battle can be successful, it will completely change the situation in the northern desert.

Once the Western Liao Dynasty successfully advances north, the situation where the Jurchens dominate the north will also change.

No matter what the situation will be like in the future of the Western Liao Dynasty, at least for the present, they can restrain the Jurchens by establishing their footholds in the northern part of the Mo River, which is of great benefit to the Song Dynasty. Similarly, establishing its foothold in the northern part of the Mo River can also alleviate the pressure in the border areas.

Thinking of this, he picked up a letter from the desk.

Xin is a dictatorial statement by Zhong Shidao, and was written by Zhong Dingguo and was just sent to Yanjing.

In the letter, Zhong Shidao told him that he had stepped down as the leader of the Zong clan and was replaced by Zhong Shizhong. The future of Zhong Shizhong will depend on one person in Zhong Shizhong. If there is any matter, you can decide on your own without asking him. In addition, Zhong Shidao also said that worrying about the world first and then the happiness of the world will come. This is the words of the wise men. Zhong Shi is a small family and the Song Dynasty is the most important thing. I hope Duan Ru can put aside those little thoughts and as long as he thinks it is correct, he will just make a decision without worrying.

My brother's meaning is very clear.

Mr. Zhong put down the letter, pondered for a while, and called the butler in.

"You go to Xiangshan Camp now and tell Yulangjun that he can let go of the power.

Xu Sheng is not allowed to lose. I will take responsibility for him as long as the matter is concerned... As for the official side, I think I will agree with this proposal."

"Here!"

The butler responded and turned around and left.

Zhong Shizhong walked slowly out of the study room, stood on the porch, looking at the dark clouds, and the corners of his mouth curled up, outlining a strange arc.

Looking at the sky, I think the wind and snow are coming!

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On the seventh day of the 11th month of the first year of Jingkang, there was a blizzard in the north.

The strong wind swept through the goose feathers and snowed, raging the Bauhinia Mountains, dyeing the Bauhinia Mountains into a vast white area.

It was already late, and after inspecting the upstream of Lai Shui, Alu Bu was on the way back... The snow was very strong and the wind was very strong, so it was hard to see the road ahead. Alu Bu led 300 soldiers to slowly advance in the wind and snow, panting.

"Bojin, the wind and snow are so strong, why not take a break in front?"

A personal soldier urged him to come forward and shouted loudly.

There is no way. If you don’t have to yell at such a strong wind, you may not be able to hear it clearly.

Arubule held the war horse and swallowed.

He took out a wine bag from his horse's back bag, pulled out the plug, and drank a big sip of cold wine, and felt that he was getting better.

“No rest!”

Alubu said loudly: "Follow this situation, the wind and snow will be heavier in a while.

There is no place to rest nearby, so it is better to go back to Dazhai... and pass our orders so that the children can cheer up and work harder. After returning to the camp, each person will serve two pounds of beef and a jar of strong liquor, so don't delay any more."

Alubu is the Jurchen Meng'an Bojin.

There are eight soldiers under his command, including Alixi, and there are almost two thousand people.

The Zijinglingkou is the only way to Yanshan Prefecture to lead to Weizhou. After passing the Zijinglingkou, he enters Weizhou, which belongs to Fengshengzhou, the West Jing Road. After the Wanyan Loushi failed to welcome the Jurchen prisoners, he was demoted to the general manager of Fengshengzhou. The position of military marshal of Xijing Road was taken over by Wanyan Zonghan. In previous years, it was a good opportunity to thresh grass... However, due to the changes in the form this year, the Jurchens were in internal and external troubles, and Wanyan Wu Qimai issued an order to restrain the Jin soldiers.

Alubu was Wanyan Zonghan's confidant and took over Zijinglingkou. It was only a dozen days later.

How could I know that I would encounter such a harsh snow? It was beyond Alu Bu’s expectations. But the more this time, the more you should be vigilant!

Alubu is also considered to have experienced many battles. Of course, he will not neglect anything.

Now, he is in the upper reaches of Lai Shui, about ten miles away from the mouth of Zijingling.

The wind and snow are getting heavier. Alu Bu knows that if he doesn't go back early, the temperature will be lower after dark.

After hearing Alubu's words, a group of Jin soldiers cheered in unison.

Although they are regular soldiers, they are not rich. They are not allowed to thresh grass this year, so they naturally have no extra income. In this cold weather, eating beef and drinking strong wine is the main thing. So, the Jin soldiers braved the wind and snow and accelerated again.

A dark cloud came from the north.

The wind yelled and snowflakes were everywhere.

Looking around, the vast white area was covered with blurry vision.

Alu Bu covered his face towel. He was about to urge the Jin soldiers to get faster, but suddenly he heard a bowstring and a cold arrow roaring. If it were normal, Alu Bu could easily dodge. But in such a cold day, riding on the horse, his body was a little stiff. He wanted to dodge, but he was slower, and a puff sound appeared, and the blood light burst out. The cold arrow hit Alu Bu's shoulder.

"Enemy attack!"

Alu made a chill and screamed.

Before he could shout, a row of sharp arrows came through the air...

The exhausted Jin soldiers were not prepared at all. In an instant, more than a dozen Jin soldiers were shot down and fell head-on into the snow, silent. From the jungle opposite Laishui, teams of people wearing white robes rushed out. These people were all infantry, wearing soft armor, holding sharp blades, and whistling across the river.

In the cold winter, Lai water is frozen.

There is a thick layer of ice on the river surface, so even if vehicles pass, there will be no problems.

Alu pulled out a cold arrow from his shoulder, lifted his leg and took off a dark, dark Daning pen gun from the horse's back.

However, as soon as the gun was bought, a man in white arrived.

The man in white suddenly jumped up and poked out strangely from his ribs with a slash. The speed was amazingly fast. Alubu only saw a cold light coming in the package of wind and snow. He wanted to block it but it was too late. He heard a scream and was cut off by the other party.

"Don't let a thief go!"

After killing Alubu, the man in white grabbed the reins of the horse and flew onto the horse.

The rest of the white men shouted in unison, danced their weapons, and broke into the Jin soldiers' ranks. Three hundred Jin soldiers were caught off guard and surrounded by people in white who were several times more likely to be themselves. In addition, they were difficult to walk on the snow and were exhausted, so they were almost wiped out by the white men. Three hundred corpses fell into the snow, and the blood stained the white snow.

"Tell me the order and keep moving forward. Before dark, be sure to take down the mouth of Zijingling Mountain."

Nearly a thousand men in white responded in unison and then set out on the journey again.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

In the blink of an eye, the shocking bright red on the banks of the Laishui River was covered up again and returned to a cold and silent...

From the other side of Laishui, soldiers continued to move out.

Everyone was dressed in white and armor, and even the horses were covered with a layer of white cotton.

In this way, many soldiers and horses are almost integrated between heaven and earth. Without careful observation, you cannot see the clues.

The mouth of Zijingling is in front.

The Jin soldiers stationed on the ridge were hiding in shelter from the wind and were not attentive to be on duty.

With such heavy wind and snow, even the indigenous people who have lived in the north for a long time will not come out to act. What is there to worry about?

Although this place is only a hundred miles away from the Song army's barracks at the foot of Taining Mountain, in this kind of weather, a hundred miles of land is almost a natural barrier. If the Song army does not move, the Jin soldiers will naturally relax. In the hearts of many people, they even cursed Alubu, blaming him for doing so much... How good would it be to burn fire in the camp tent in this weather!

The dark clouds coming from the north envelop the sky above the Bauhinia Mountains.
To be continued...