The civil and military ministers were all waiting at the palace gate.

Those who came were at least officials qualified to serve in court.

Almost all the big bosses from the two governments and three departments were there.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the emperor in military uniform.

"Mei holds the gift."

Mei, the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, came out with the ceremony and said: "I am here."

"How is the food procurement going?"

"Reporting to the officials, within three days, the Ministry of Revenue purchased 50,000 shi (6 million catties) of grain in the city, and all of it was handed over to Uncle Ye Xianggong early this morning."

"Well, you did a good job. Now that we are going to fight, I have informed the palace that the daily expenses will be reduced by two-thirds."

"The official sage."

"I hope that you can be strict with yourself at this time and overcome the difficulties together. As for your salary, I have asked the Ministry of Household Affairs to record it. Once the Jin people are withdrawn and taxes from various places come up, they will be distributed according to the facts."

Everyone said: "I will remember His Majesty's Holy Instructions."

"Okay! Everyone, come with me to the south gate. The Jin people are attacking the city today. Let's go and cheer up the soldiers."

As soon as the emperor said these words, many officials present turned pale.

What?

Official, are you dreaming?

Chen Jieran, the left minister of the Ministry of Personnel, immediately came out and said: "Guan family, I have been feeling cold recently and feel unwell. Please allow me to go home to recuperate."

As soon as he said this, many other ministers were eager to give it a try, and they were obviously unwilling to go to the tower.

What a joke!

We are all scholars and officials. How can we go to such a dangerous place?

If you want to go to the Emperor, go by yourself, don't drag us along.

Zhao Ning said: "Physician Hu, go and check Shilang Chen's pulse."

Dr. Hu responded and walked up.

Chen Jieran didn't expect that the emperor even had the imperial doctor ready.

Dr. Hu grabbed Chen Jieran's hand and started to check his pulse. Chen Jieran seemed to be burned by fire and immediately retracted: "Guan Jia, I suddenly feel much better."

When the others saw that the emperor and the imperial doctor were so prepared, they all drew back their necks.

"Since there is no problem, let's go." Zhao Ning did not go into details on the spot. The focus now is on the battle to defend the city.

The emperor led everyone all the way out of the city and headed south of the city.

Along the way, ordinary people in Tokyo can be seen everywhere.

Some of them were shouting loudly: "The gold thief is here, let's go to the city tower to see if there are any defenders there who need help!"

"Hey, I carried half of the food at home and brought it out. I'm going to deliver it to the South City Gate now!"

"I have carried it out, and I plan to defend the city!"

"No gold thief can come in today!"

"..."

Everyone was very enthusiastic. Even the neighbors who usually quarreled stopped quarreling. They even exchanged some supplies with each other and joined the big team in groups of three and two.

In some places, people from some societies are still distributing weapons.

Weapons include knives, axes, sticks, and even hoes.

At this time, the imperial court no longer prohibited the appearance of weapons.

In the east of the city, there were even long lines of people waiting to receive weapons.

Since the "Tokyo Daily News" published it, the whole city seemed to be on fire day and night.

The bravery and desire of countless people to protect their homeland are diluting the panic and confusion in the city.

"When the emperor travels, others should give way!"

Suddenly a voice came from the front, and the soldiers of the Imperial Guard in front of the palace, wearing heavy armor, cleared a path for the emperor's chariot.

The emperor led his ministers all the way.

The streets of Tokyo city are crowded with people.

Suddenly someone shouted loudly: "Long live our emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

This sound completely ignited the crowd.

"Long live our emperor! Long live the Song Dynasty!"

The sound was like a wave, sweeping across the Royal Street quickly, from the front of the palace, wave after wave, to the south gate of the inner city.

The first stage of the united front has been achieved!

Zhao Ning was surrounded by the imperial guards, and he looked at the sea of ​​people around him.

I saw a woman carrying a basket delivering eggs to the accompanying Imperial Guards.

Some even offer their own steamed buns.

Their eyes are full of longing for the safety of their homeland.

When war comes, individuals are as insignificant as ants.

A month ago, the Jin army came to the city and a huge iron curtain enveloped the city.

The whole city has been depressed for too long.

Countless people have been suppressed for too long.

The Zhao Guan family's non-resistance policy has made countless people who want to protect their families and country feel depressed.

In just a few days, the governor of Kaifeng was beheaded, an officer of the Forbidden Army was beheaded, and a member of the Privy Council, Wai Lang, was beheaded!

Let everyone see the Zhao Guan family's new attitude.

When everyone still had doubts in their hearts, wondering whether the Zhao family would change their attitude suddenly and frequently as they had in the past year, the "Tokyo Daily" was published.

It was the first time that the emperor had such a close conversation with the people of the city.

The mood of war is fermenting throughout the city.

Finally, it broke out today.

Zhao Ning wanted to say to the accompanying ministers: Look, this is the voice of the people!

No one can stop these voices!

Those who follow will prosper, those who go against will perish.

Zhao Ning waved to the people around him.

He was wondering if someone would suddenly come out to assassinate him?

But there is a high probability that it is impossible. Although the Zhao officials in the Song Dynasty were a little weaker, their external personalities have always been relatively gentle.

On weekdays, even some of the royal gardens are open to the public for free enjoyment.

Otherwise, the shame of Jingkang in history has been transformed into that virtue, and people everywhere are still bargaining with the Jin people to support Zhao Guan's family again?

The voice is still spreading.

Even the women from the brothel outside Donghua Gate rushed here.

Even the guards on the tower heard it.

Snow is falling in the sky, but today the city of Tokyo is boiling more than ever before.

Outside the city, the Jin army in formation also heard the cries from inside the city.

Wanyan Zongwang from the west of the city glanced at Liu Yanzong: "What happened?"

"It should be the emperor of the Song Dynasty traveling."

Wanyan Zongwang said in a deep voice: "Does he dare to go up to the tower at this time?"

No one answered his question, because now the shouts in Bianliang City seemed to break through the sky.

For the first time, the Jin people felt the momentum of the Song people.

Wanyan Zongwang said: "Chamu!"

"The general is here, I'll give you 2,000 men, and you will be the vanguard!"

"The last general takes command!"

The coach Wanyan Zonghan in the south of the city looked ashen as he ordered: "Silver skills are great!"

Wanyan Yinshu, known as the Jurchen "Little God of War", can be listed: "The end will be here!"
To be continued...