Zhao Ji stood there, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

It's time for Zhao Ning to continue performing.

He said: "My lords, I know that you are worried about the city's defense. I can understand your worries."

Zhao Ning's tone softened and was even magnetic, full of care and consideration.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, and they looked at the emperor with confusion and astonishment.

Why...why are you so gentle all of a sudden?

Seeing Zhao Ning's calm face, everyone couldn't react for a while.

"Mo Chou."

"I'm here."

"Is there anyone in this world who is not afraid of pain?"

Mo Chou was slightly startled. He didn't know what kind of medicine the emperor was selling, so why did he suddenly ask if it hurt?

Mo Chuan replied: "There is no one who is not afraid of pain. Pain makes people miserable and everyone avoids it."

"It is well said, there is no one who is not afraid of pain, and there is no one who is not afraid of death." Zhao Ning continued, "But some people are greedy for life, and some are not willing to die. This is the difference between people."

"Everyone comes here. I know what you are thinking in your heart. If you don't want to die, I don't want to die either."

"Them! Those people who are resisting desperately on the city wall don't want to die either!"

"But they gave their lives, and what they gave their lives to protect, someone wants to betray it easily! Do you think I am right to kill?"

The emperor's tone at this time was almost as calm as water.

But under this calmness, there is a power, an irresistible force.

Mo Chou said: "Yes! The official's teachings are correct, and I will keep them in mind!"

right?

learn by heart?

fart!

If you agree with me, will you bunch of bullshit follow Wang Shiyong and come here?

Since Zhao Ning knows that the true nature of these bullies is hard to change and they are all acting with him, why should he still use Qingxiao's reasoning to act against them?

Yes, it seemed to outsiders that the emperor was beginning to show his affection and reason.

In fact, this is what the emperor made them think.

The so-called emperor's way is to give both grace and power.

You can't just get angry, as this will continue to tighten the relationship between the monarch and his ministers, and to a certain extent, it will really affect the harmony of the government.

The king must also know how to "tell his heart to his heart".

Of course, the "confession" here is actually a means to relieve everyone after being frightened.

Official: Huh? The officials are actually quite nice people. Look, how gentle they are now!

"Everyone, please go back and have a good rest. You are all my ministers and good ministers of the Song Dynasty."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "I'll leave now."

The ministers fled as fast as they could.

Only Zhao Ji and Zhao Kai were left messy in the wind.

"Come here! Escort the Emperor back to Yanfu Palace."

"yes!"

Zhao Ning continued: "It is very cold today. The guards of the Supreme Emperor Yanfu Palace are all infected with the wind and cold. It is inconvenient to be on duty again. All of them have been replaced. The Supreme Emperor is my father. You must choose guards who are loyal to me, so that they will do their duty to protect me."

Your Majesty, do you know?"

"I know!"

The imperial guard walked over and said to Zhao Ji: "Your Majesty, please."

Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment and said: "Guizi, this matter is not over yet. If the Jin soldiers don't completely retreat, the crisis will not be resolved. Just wait!"

Zhao Ji was reluctant to be taken down.

Zhao Ning turned around and walked towards the palace. He glanced coldly at Zhao Kai who was standing there awkwardly, and then went in.

To be honest, Zhao Ning really doesn't have the time or energy to play palace fighting games with people like Zhao Ji.

Now he had a lot of things to deal with.

Defending the city now, many people must have died in battle.

The pension must be a large amount of money!

There is also the problem of food in the city, which is a big problem.

The people in the city were very happy.

But there are also many people who are sad.

The Jin army at the south and west gates all withdrew.

However, there were corpses everywhere on the tower.

Many places on the outer city wall were stained red. Looking from a distance, it looked like a long river of blood stretching across the sky and earth.

Under the city, there were piles of corpses like mountains, and the blood spread horizontally for ten miles, like a huge scar on the edge of the Yellow River, telling its grief in the wind and snow.

The snow fell quietly on those who died in the battle, slowly covering them.

In the evening, the Song army lowered the rope, and some soldiers went down along the rope. They began to look for the bodies of the Song soldiers who died in the battle.

In fact, everyone is an ordinary person. As Zhao Ning said, everyone is afraid of death.

But that doesn't stop them from risking their lives.

Those who died may have been lazy, or even greedy for a little money, or they may have cursed or gotten into fights.

But it doesn't matter, they are heroes at this moment.

There are no perfect heroes, and there are no heroes who are not afraid of death, there are only heroes who are willing to die.

One by one, the bodies were pulled up by ropes. The Song army at the top of the city was still waiting in full formation. If the Jin army invaded at this time, they would continue to fight.

That night, bodies were brought into the city one after another.

Some of the people on the roadside were lighting fuel lamps and some were holding torches.

They stood quietly on the street, watching those who died in the battle being sent away before their eyes.

Everyone was silent, some bowed to them, and some shed tears quietly.

There is no fear, only sadness and remembrance.

This is probably one of the simplest human emotions.

It seems like a sleepless night in Tokyo today.

Firelights lit up the streets.

The wind stopped, but the snow was still falling, covering the footprints.

Those who died in the war were cremated and sent to the Martyrs' Shrine.

Their names will be engraved on the monument for the living to admire.

After dark, Zhang Shuye entered the palace.

"Officially, the war dead have not yet been counted, but I estimate that there are no less than 10,000 people, and as many as 20,000 people are seriously injured."

so much!

You know, this time we are defending the city, just defending the city.

This is really a battle between a novice with no combat experience and an experienced player.

"The death toll of the Jin Army should not be less than ours."

Zhao Ning sighed and said: "First, we need to count everyone who died in the war, and we need to pay out the pension. The war dead have paid the price with their lives, and we cannot owe their living relatives."

"Yes, the statistics will be available tomorrow at the latest."

10,000 killed in battle?

A pension of at least 300,000 pounds is required, and there are also serious injuries.

The pension must be at least 500,000 yuan!

This is a very large number for Zhao Ning currently.

But he already has a way to raise money.

It is not accurate to say that we are raising money, it should be said that we are making money.

And it is a very fast method, legal, reasonable and compliant.

He called Zhao Ding to discuss the matter with Zhao Ding.

While Zhao Ning was discussing raising money overnight, Wanyan Zonghan and others outside the city were also thinking about the next response strategy overnight.

Shi Liai proposed the "Lock the City Method", which was a very unique tactic.
Chapter completed!