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Chapter 430: The Oath of Gongyi's Mausoleum

Zhao Huan walked towards the Gongyi Imperial Tomb with his extremely vast court officials.

The Gongyi Imperial Mausoleum was only buried with the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. In fact, there was no imperial tomb, only the emperor was buried. Most famous officials in history would be buried in the tombs.

The Gongyi Imperial Tomb was the cemetery of thousands of court officials in the 160 years since the founding of the Song Dynasty.

The courtiers' expressions this year were extremely serious, and even the noise of the convoy was much smaller.

When Zhao Huan took Zhu Lian to get off the car, he saw only a desolation.

After Liu Yu, the founding official of Hebei West Road, rebelled against the enemy, he led the Jin people to smash the buildings on the surface here, causing scars.

Since Zhao Huan ascended the throne, he has been busy with the matter of the imperial tomb. After he knew about it, he just ordered people to seal it up and never paid attention to it.

He was not unwilling to think of this place. The shame engraved here was just that the time was not sophisticated.

An old man slowly walked to Zhao Huan, and took a dozen people to salute the emperor and said, "Fang Tingshuo, the envoy of Huaibei Xuanfu in the Three Capitals, pay homage to the official family."

The shrill sound of foxes kept coming from the forbidden area of ​​the imperial tomb, making people unable to withstand cold sweat.

The forbidden area of ​​the imperial tomb, which was solemn in the past, is now overgrown with weeds and has become a paradise for wild animals. It is buried under the white snow. The only few buildings on the ground are also ruins.

The exquisite sculptures were smashed and scattered all over the ground, and the dug graves could be seen everywhere.

"There are only these few people left in the tomb guarding army." Fang Tingshuo said with a sad look: "They are all shocked and invaded below Yongchang Mausoleum. Tai Mausoleum was exposed. Tingshuo took off his clothes and covered him. I only have a man's clothes, but I can't roll up thousands of bones! Officials!"

Zhao Huan helped Fang Tingshuo up and sighed.

Yongchang Mausoleum buried Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Kuangyin's tomb was not destroyed, but all the imperial tombs and the tombs of court officials below Yongchang Mausoleum were disturbed.

This is not to say that Liu Yu, who led the way, was merciful, nor was that the Jin people were afraid of the dead Zhao Kuangyin. Zhao Kuangyin had been buried in the soil, and his deterrence had become a symbol of history.

It is because Zhao Kuangyin's tomb was too shabby, and the ground buildings were built in later generations and were smashed.

"I took the soldiers to resist to the death. It was the righteous man Yue Fei who brought many rebels to Gongyi. Liu Yu retreated, otherwise the imperial tomb would still be uneasy." Fang Tingshuo said sighing.

Zhao Huan nodded and stepped into the imperial tomb of the Northern Song Dynasty.

As soon as he entered the imperial tomb, he seemed to see the Jin people breaking into the imperial tomb, laughing wildly, smashing everything.

He dug out the coffins of the courtiers, smashed them with a hammer, and took down the few burial objects from the boned corpses.

"Chen'er, the emperors of the Song Dynasty did not build tombs during their lifetime. They were buried three months after their death. They were buried very shallowly. They were not built on the mountain, so they were very easy to be stolen."

"Everyone is dead, and the funeral objects are decided by later generations, so there are actually not many things in these coffins." Zhao Huan pulled Zhao Chen forward step by step.

He continued, "This is a shame, a shame that I, Da Song, cannot be washed away in my life. Do you understand?"

Zhao Huan took Zhao Chen to continue walking forward. Zhao Huan saw the discarded bones at will. These bones could no longer tell who belonged to whom. Due to Zhao Huan's order, Fang Tingshuo did not store these bones.

"Zhong Shaobao, Dazai Li, Shaozai Sun, these ministers thought that I had just ascended the throne and protected me and did not want me to see these things. Today I saw them, Chen'er, have you seen them?"

"I saw it, dad." Zhao Chen didn't understand the sadness in his father's eyes very much. He clenched his fists hard, and he was filled with anger.

Zhao Huan was still leaving. He saw a huge bonfire, with unburned coffins scattered all over the ground. He seemed to see the Jin people singing and dancing around the huge bonfire. They were laughing, and the humble Han'er-Signed Army handed the wine.

Zhao Huan's eyes looked freely, as if countless figures flashed by Zhao Huan.

Historical figures known to Zhao Kuangyin, Zhao Guangyi, Zhao Pu, Pan Mei, Cao Bin, Kou Zhun, Di Qing, Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, Sima Guang, Liu Zongyuan and other historical figures known to Zhao Huan, or those who Zhao Huan did not know were floating around him.

And in the long river of the brilliant Chinese history, the people who left their names in the Song Dynasty seemed to have come alive. They seemed to float beside them, constantly wandering, as if they were still murmuring.

The whispering sound was a little weak, and Zhao Huan couldn't hear it clearly, but his shoulders that kept shaking meant that his mood was not as calm as it was on the surface.

Zhao Huan walked forward step by step and said to Zhao Chen: "Do you know why the Jin people came to rob the tomb? In fact, it is quite shabby and poor here."

"I don't know." Zhao Chen answered honestly, with two tears on his face. He was only nine years old, but he still felt his beating heart.

Zhu Lian also thought of covering his child's eyes, but she still held it back. After all, Zhao Huan was educating Zhao Chen. This was a father's obligation.

The crown prince and the crown prince also have responsibilities.

Zhao Huan wanted to lead the imperial army to personally expedition, leaving Bianjing, the center of the Song Dynasty, to the strange Yanjing.

As the crown prince, Zhao Chen must understand the meaning of his father doing this.

"Chen'er, it's because the Jin people are ignorant. They think that dead people can intermittently damage their limbs, and stiff corpses can be used as medicine. They believe it." Zhao Huan continued to walk forward and came to the inscription of Yongchang Mausoleum.

The inscription carved with Zhao Kuangyin's life achievements was buried half in the soil, and the other half fell to the ground.

"It is also to interrupt my Song Dynasty's backbone!"

"Emperor Taizu, I'm just here today, so I'm a little late." Zhao Huan took out a pile of Suhe fragrant wine and sat on the ground with Zhao Chen, sitting in front of the half-inverted Taizu inscription.

Zhao Ying quickly put out three sea bowls and placed them on the ground.

"I came so late, it's not that I don't know the suffering that happened here. The reason I came so late was because I was afraid of coming here." Zhao Huan said with a glass of wine to Zhao Kuangyin.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid I can't help it. All parties in the Song Dynasty are constantly moving towards the better side. I'm afraid that my decision based on anger will suddenly extinguish the fire of rejuvenation that has just emerged in the Song Dynasty."

"It was not until the fire group became bigger and bigger that my heart became more and more stable. I had already settled. I went to Yanjing soon, and the agenda was going on steadily. The letter to kill Wanyan Sheng with my backhand was already on the way."

"Why, you don't know him. This is a cruel man, he is much more frustrated than your Shi Shouxin."

"He used 3,000 people in Taiyuan City to block tens of thousands of Jin troops for more than 200 days. As soon as his injuries improved, he went to Linhuang, and finally hit Huanglong Mansion and captured Wanyan, the boss of Jin Kingdom."

"It is because of this that I have the confidence to come to this Gongyi Imperial Mausoleum."

"It's not just the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, but the tombs of thousands of court officials have been dug up here."

"The corpse of Zhezong of Yongtai Mausoleum was exposed in broad daylight, and Fang Tingshuo could only take off his clothes and wrap the corpse. He only had one piece of clothing, only a dozen people, and the other people's corpses were mixed into a ball, and it was impossible to tell who was who was."

"The court officials of the Song Dynasty always mentioned the laws of their ancestors. Now that the land of their ancestors has been dug up, there are many fewer people who have brought it up."

Zhao Huan sprinkled the wine from the sea bowl on the ground, and his face was gloomy and sunny. Everyone was looking at the shaking official family.

"I swear! One day, I will bring the Wanyan family and the entire clan's heads! Come and worship the ancestors! I swear! Let the blood of the Jin people sprinkle the entire Liaodong! Come and worship the people who died under the iron hoofs of the border bandits!"

Zhao Huan's expression was slightly ferocious and roaring.

The ministers of the Song Dynasty who came this time quietly followed the emperor to walk around the Gongyi Imperial Mausoleum, Yong'an Mausoleum, Yongchang Mausoleum, Yongxi Mausoleum, Yongding Mausoleum, Yongzhao Mausoleum, Yonghou Mausoleum, Yongyu Mausoleum, and Yongtai Mausoleum. They walked through these mausoleums step by step.

The tombs of the courtiers around the emperor were all bumpy on the ground. When they just walked past Yongchang Tomb, some people began to cry in a low voice, and the crying became louder and louder.

After the team turned around in the Northern Song Dynasty imperial tomb, Zhao Huan returned to his car.

Li Gang had a letter saying that he would move the powerful to guard the imperial tomb. Zhao Huan agreed, but he did not agree to rebuild the imperial tomb from beginning to end.

He is waiting, and he will remember this hatred forever.

Zhao Huan said to Zhao Chen: "If I am incompetent, Chen'er, please help me realize my vow. Then you will repair the imperial tomb well and then place these unjust souls who have nowhere to be placed in the tomb. Before that, the worship will be held in Zhaoxun Pavilion."

Zhao Chen nodded vigorously and grabbed the corner of Zhao Huan's clothes with all his might. He was still young, but he didn't know hatred.

Zhao Huan pulled Zhu Lian into the carriage and looked at the court officials behind him, as if they were bereaved, some were angry and some were sad.

Many of the people here are descendants of the owners of these tombs, such as Liu Chengqing, who is Liu Zongyuan's distant relative.

Zhao Huan said to Li Gang: "Snap time to discuss what Yanjing is doing. I am not afraid of suffering. Isn't it just that the palace has not been prepared? The fertile fields are so rich that they can only eat one hu every day, and the burly houses are thousands of rooms, and the lying is only five feet at night. I don't care about that much, so I don't have to think about me."

"I received the order." Li Gang bowed his head and said.

In fact, there have always been many voices of peace talks in the courts of the Song Dynasty. This kind of voice of peace talks is very normal. With the example of the Chanyuan Alliance, some people must hope to compromise in exchange for peace.

War will bring new interests to emerge collectively, such as the military soldiers and nobles who have appeared in the Song Dynasty, and the military governor of Wang Bing is a ready-made example.

There are also a large number of retired veterans who have heard the news among the people and are also a new collective of interests among the people.

Change represents a conflict of interest. There are always some conservative ministers who always feel that appeasement can bring peace.

"I hope they can understand the officials' thoughts." Li Gang said in a sigh.

The official family is a kind official family, and this has not changed from beginning to end. If it is cruel, expelling all the ministers who negotiate peace from the capital can also achieve the effect of unifying the sound of the court.

If you cannot accept your opinions and your own opinions, you will definitely not be called a wise ruler, nor will you lead the Song Dynasty to continue moving forward.
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