Lin'an Government Office is located at the foot of Wushan Mountain and on the bank of West Lake.
Late at night, candles were still burning in the public room. Wen Yunsun, the newly appointed prefect of Lin'an, was looking at the map in front of the candles.
There were footsteps on the corridor, and someone carrying a lantern walked outside the public house and knocked on the door three times.
Wen Yunsun looked up and said in surprise: "Zhang Shaobao?"
Zhang Shijie has now been promoted to Baokang Army Jiedushi, and also inspects the school's Shaobao. This is the ultimate promotion that a military general in the Song Dynasty can achieve.
The Meng Communist Party single-handedly supported the Song Dynasty, and it was only this official position before its death.
Zhang Shijie's face did not show the joy of becoming a high-ranking official for the first time, but instead looked haggard and heavy.
He blew out the lantern, put it aside, found a place to sit down, and said straight to the point: "The eldest son of the emperor has arrived at sea."
Wen Yunsun raised his head and opened his mouth to say something, but didn't say anything.
On the one hand, as a minister of the Song Dynasty, he must be loyal to the Song Dynasty to preserve his bloodline and the hope of recovery, and he should hope that the eldest son of the emperor can escape; but on the other hand, knowing that the rise of dynasties is inevitable, he sometimes
I think it would be better to unify the country sooner and achieve peace sooner.
I felt so conflicted that I didn't know what to say.
Zhang Shijie added: "Let's meet him at Tianxin Temple in Wenzhou."
"us?"
"There are not many officials around the prince. I hope you can come over."
Wen Yunsun was silent for a moment and said: "I have not received the edict."
"Since the Queen Mother and the officials are planning to surrender, how can they issue an edict to let the ministers go south? Those who want to protect the blood of Sheji can only go south voluntarily."
Wen Yunsun looked at the lantern placed on the ground and asked, "Zhang Shaobao is not in a hurry to set off?"
Zhang Shijie rubbed his tired face with his hands and sighed: "I want to hear what you think."
"I don't know." Wen Yunsun said: "I want to do the right thing, but I can no longer distinguish between right and wrong... Now that I have been appointed as the prefect of Lin'an, I will fulfill my duties as a prefect, repay the emperor's kindness, and protect the city.
common people.”
"Most of the officials who are unwilling to leave Lin'an have already made plans to surrender. Are you too?"
"Zhang Shaobao means that the only way to be loyal is to abandon your official position and run away?"
Zhang Shijie shook his head and said: "When I retreated from Zhenjiang, you were the only one who dared to go to Pingjiang Mansion to guard. If you say you have no intention of surrender, I believe you."
"Thank you."
"Everyone else is staying because they plan to surrender. You don't intend to surrender. If you stay, you will only become a prisoner. Just let me go."
Wen Yunsun shook his head and said: "I am the prefect of Lin'an."
Zhang Shijie stopped persuading him, stood up, picked up the lantern, and lit it again.
He did not move quickly during this process, perhaps hoping that Wen Yunsun would change his mind and follow him south.
Perhaps, he hoped that Wen Yunsun could persuade him in turn——
"Stop running south to support a young master. You know clearly that there is no hope of saving the Song Dynasty. Why bother to teach countless soldiers and the people to die in vain?"
Zhang Shijie knew that only Wen Yunsun could persuade him in Lin'an City.
But when the lantern was lit again, there was still no sound behind him.
"We will meet again later."
Zhang Shijie then said goodbye to Wen Yunsun, left the public house, left Lin'an Mansion, and walked into the still bustling street.
The Tang army came to the city, but the people of Lin'an were not too panicked.
Vendors are still selling on the street.
There were young people holding newspapers high and shouting loudly, causing the crowd to gather in that direction.
"Fellows and fellow villagers, this is a newspaper circulated from the north. In it, the new king declares the will of the world and tells the people not to panic. The king has strictly ordered the soldiers not to commit plunder. The city of Lin'an has changed its dynasty and the city will not be easy to cause chaos..."
Most of the people shouting were scholars who had a good impression of the north. At first, they just gathered together to discuss some anti-poetry, but now it has become more and more blatant.
This is Lin'an City on the eve of surrender.
When people's hearts are disturbed, no one can control it.
Zhang Shijie ignored them, but rushed to the south of the city and boarded the ship.
"Let's set off."
"Here."
The ship left the water gate overnight and entered the Qiantang River.
~~
At the Lin'an government office, I heard that Yun Sun was already a little distracted from official duties and stared blankly outside the door.
He vaguely felt that Zhang Shijie came here to get some advice from him. But he didn't have answers to many things himself, so how could he advise others?
Just as I was thinking about it, there was another firelight on the corridor.
Wen Yunsun thought that Zhang Shijie was back and said, "Zhang Shaobao has figured it out?"
A lantern came into view first, with the word "大内" written on it, followed by several eunuchs entering the palace.
"I heard that your husband is still in the government office at such a late hour. It's hard to find our family because of your exhaustion."
"What's the matter with the high officials?"
"Happy event, happy event."
The candlelight reflected that smiling face, and when he heard the word "happy event" again, Wen Yun Sun felt a little confused.
Suddenly, the country is not in a state of turmoil, but in a time of peace and prosperity.
"I know that Lin'an Prefecture has heard about Yun Sun, the mainstay of the imperial court and the main city of the country. How can he neglect his achievements and not praise his favors? Now he is promoted to the right prime minister and the privy envoy. Xi's order is to play...
"
Wen Yunsun was stunned again.
Until the bright imperial edict was handed into his hand, a shout rang in his ears.
"Prime Minister Right? Prime Minister Right. Congratulations Prime Minister Right, congratulations Prime Minister Right."
"My lord...how can I be so virtuous and capable?"
"The right prime minister is a top scholar and has unparalleled talents. What's more, the officials and the Queen Mother understand the loyalty of the right prime minister. Now if some matters are handed over to other ministers, I'm afraid they may not do their best."
"What's the matter?"
"The right prime minister doesn't know something. Now the officials intend to send envoys to Gaoting Mountain to ask for surrender. If other officials are sent there, I am afraid they will only care about expressing their loyalty to the people in the north. Only the right prime minister can still argue for the cause of the country.
."
Wen Yun Sun was speechless.
When he came to King Anqin this time, he did not expect that he would be promoted from the magistrate to the right prime minister, and stand at the top of the civil service officials of the Song Dynasty.
However, I am afraid that I will no longer be able to exercise the power of the Prime Minister, so I can only ask for surrender on behalf of the Song Dynasty as the Prime Minister.
If you ask him if he is willing?
He doesn't want to...
~~
The sky is getting brighter.
Gao Changshou put on his armor and stood in front of the sand table, looking at the terrain of Lin'an City.
He couldn't figure out how Song Ting would be able to defend Lin'an if he didn't surrender, but Chen Yizhong dared to break the promise...
"Commander, the Song Dynasty envoy has arrived."
"First ask him, after playing tricks on me, he still dares to come here. Aren't he afraid of death?"
Not long after, the soldiers reported back: "Commander, the envoy of the Song Dynasty said that today he was handed over the imperial seal and surrendered in front of the army. Please calm down, commander-in-chief."
When Gao Changshou heard this, the first thing he felt was disappointment.
He thought for a long time last night, wondering what kind of strategy was behind Chen Yizhong's failure to make the appointment, but the result was that Chen Yizhong did not dare to come, or did not want to come.
It wasn't until he saw a jade seal being carried into the tent that Gao Changshou's disappointment gradually receded.
He stared at the small jade seal, still feeling contempt for Song Ting, because this southern expedition was too easy, and Zhao did not even deserve to be called an opponent.
But at least the world was unified smoothly, and the divisions and wars that had lasted for hundreds of years were finally coming to an end... Gao Changshou, a Dali native, was also filled with emotion for this.
"The guilty minister Jia Yuqing, please see the commander-in-chief."
The envoy of the Song Dynasty, Jia Yuqing, knelt down in front of Gao Changshou and presented the surrender form.
"Chen Yizhong was afraid of the majesty of the king and fled all night. The leader of the Song Dynasty was worried that the commander would be angry, so he sent the guilty ministers to present the jade seal and surrender to appease the commander's thunderous anger. Then he surrendered and asked the commander to summon Prime Minister Song to come for discussion."
Gao Changshou asked: "Who is the Prime Minister of Song Dynasty?"
"Commander, I forgive you. I left Lin'an overnight and traveled more than forty miles to see Commander Tianwei. I don't know who the Song court has decided to be the prime minister."
After Jia Yuqing finished speaking, he kowtowed heavily and then began to express his loyalty.
Gao Changshou waved his hand and said: "Nian Jiang Biao."
"Here."
Jia Yuqing did not dare to stand up and buried his head even lower. He could only raise his arms high and spread out his wristband in a very humble manner.
"You, the lord of the Song Dynasty, would like to express my gratitude to you."
With this beginning, Gao Changshou and the generals behind him were satisfied.
Because Song Ting's posture was low enough.
Jia Yuqing also breathed a sigh of relief and continued to read.
"I am fortunate to have the basic structure of my ancestors, so I have compiled and inherited it from time to time. I did not know your majesty's holy virtues, so I went to far away to bother my master. I begged for orders and begged for mercy, and was forgiven. The king's master just retreated, vowed to return to Chongqing, and joined the foreign captives in the north.
He betrayed the alliance and harmed the country, so he attacked again and raised an army to question the offender. I must move away in order to stay safe. Today, my fate has returned. How will I go? I respectfully follow the order of the Queen Mother to cut off the imperial title and use the two Zhejiang provinces.
Fujian, Jiangxi, Hunan, and Guangzhou visited Cunzhou County and went to the Holy Dynasty to pray for the lives of the clan. I looked down upon the saint's mercy and could not bear to see the clan that had been more than 300 years old suddenly die out, so I gave him the gift of survival.
If it is complete, the descendants of the Zhao family will depend on it for generations to come and will not dare to forget it."
~~
Wearing a purple official robe, Wen Yunsun did not feel the glory it brought.
I only feel the humiliation of struggling to survive, and the desolation when the song ends.
In the public room of the Privy Council, the draft of the surrender letter was still placed on the table, and the Prime Minister's seal was thrown aside.
You can see how panicked last night was.
Wen Yunsun did not take away the Youxiang Seal that already belonged to him, but sealed it and waited to present it to the commander-in-chief of the Tang Army.
"Right Prime Minister, Mr. Jia is back."
Wen Yunsun turned around and saw that Jia Yuqing had taken off his official robe and walked into the office wearing only a white middle coat, with a relaxed look on his face.
"Song Rui? Oh, I have met the right prime minister."
Jia Yuqing saluted, but sighed and said in a low voice: "You are still young and you are the number one scholar, why do you need to take on this mess?"
Hearing that Yunsun didn't want to talk about these private matters about his future, he felt uncomfortable in his heart and asked, "What did Marshal Gao say?"
"please."
Wen Yunsun nodded and left the palace. Together with Wu Jian, the newly appointed left prime minister, Xuan Weng, the minister of the Privy Council, Liu Yi, the minister of the Privy Council, and others, they went to Gaoting Mountain again to discuss the details of the surrender.
At this time, the only thing he was somewhat fortunate about was that he did not need to read the letter of surrender.
…
I thought that there would be many things that needed to be argued for in terms of surrender.
However, after entering the Tang army and reaching Gao Changshou's tent, he did not encounter any difficulties.
There are even a few tables and chairs in the tent.
"sit."
After seeing the ceremony, Gao Changshou said in a business-like manner: "Time is tight, so I'll keep my story short. First of all, my soldiers will not enter Lin'an for the time being to avoid panic among the people. Therefore, Xie Daoqing and Zhao Yu need to lead all the officials out of the city to surrender."
This was the second thing that made Wen Yunsun happy today. When he dealt with the commander-in-chief of the Tang army, he found that the rise of dynasties was not so terrible...