Chen Tuo was wearing a green robe and a felt hat on his head. He was dressed as a typical commoner. He walked leisurely with his hands behind his back and spent half an hour before he arrived in the Five Kingdoms City.

It was not surprising that the Jin soldiers who were holding the door saw him walking like this many times. Chen Tuo's face was the best pass, and everyone took the spear and let him enter.

This small city has a total of more than 10,000 Song people, which is very crowded. In addition to the prisoners, there is also a Meng'an guard.

The Jin army system was made by Meng'an Mouke as the highest military leader. Meng'an, according to the translation of the Song people, was actually the commander of a thousand men. Mouke was the commander of a centurion. In fact, the troops and horses commanded by Meng'an or Mouke were not so strict. The actual number of men who guarded the Five Kingdoms City was less than 1,000. Moreover, they were not elite in the army. The Zhao family and son were weak. On that day, they sat in the capital, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers serving the king and only fifty or sixty thousand Jin soldiers. They were afraid and dared not fight. In the hearts of the Jin people, it was a waste to send more than a thousand people to guard them.

After entering the city, except for the Jin soldiers guarding the pedestrians on the road, they all bowed to the side of the road and watched Chen Tuo walk by quietly.

During the Song Dynasty, the righteousness of the monarch and ministers had already been clearly distinguished. Although Chen Tuo lost power and humiliated the country and was cowardly and incompetent, he was still the supreme monarch. Most of the residents in the city were captured ministers, and the differences between the monarch and ministers were even more obvious.

"Your Majesty, are we going back to the road, or?"

As soon as he entered the city, several eunuchs came forward to meet him, bowed respectfully, and greeted Chen Tuo.

Even the broken thatched house assigned by the Jin people to Chen Tuo was called Xingzai by them.

Chen Tuo smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Let's not go for now, go and see your father first."

Zhao Ji and Zhao Heng and his son were separated and detained at both ends of the Five Kingdoms City. Although the city was not big, Chen Tuo still had to follow the etiquette and law at that time to settle the province every morning and evening, pay tribute to the morning and evening, walk, and encounter the bad weather of wind and snow, which is really miserable.

However, in which era and what kind of rules are followed, Chen Tuo now has no foundation except one identity, so he naturally will not destroy it.

The king, the minister, the minister, the father, the son, the son, the soil for survival and development in this era. If you want to live a better and happier life, you must first adapt to it.

Hearing Chen Tuo's answer, the eunuch smiled and bent down to lead the way, saying, "Your Majesty is filial to the heavens, the Supreme Emperor will definitely be very happy."

Chen Tuo knew that he was originally dedicated to serving Emperor Daojun. Later, when the Jin soldiers were in the city, Zhao Ji was afraid of passing the throne to his son, so he assigned these confidant eunuchs to him, and in fact he had the intention of surveillance. At this time, he was in trouble, and the eunuch still valued the position of the old master in people's minds, which was very boring.

Ignore him now and just walk by yourself.

The city of Five Kingdoms was very desolate, with small houses built with small earthen enclosures and thatched houses everywhere. The residents in the city were all captives, all of whom were listless and weak. In addition, the Jin soldiers patrolled back and forth, with their chests and belly bulging, and their arrogance was arrogant and arrogant. The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

In addition, after the heavy snow a few days ago, the snow turned into muddy and pedestrians walked on the muddy streets, which was really painful.

If Chen Tuo had not experienced poverty and had a good spirit of hard work, he might not have been able to persevere in such an environment, and his confidence would have increased day by day, and he always wanted to get out of trouble.

They entered the city from the west gate and walked eastward for half an hour before they arrived in front of a wasteland in the east of the city.

Because Zhao Ji and Zhao Heng had special identities, the Jin people did not arrange for them to live with ordinary people, but arranged a large area of ​​open space on the east and west sides of the city to build houses, allowing the two to move in separately.

Nearby servants and eunuchs cannot live together, but live far away to facilitate their daily life.

Chen Tuo walked through a relatively neat courtyard, reached the wooden door of the cottage, tidied up his clothes, and then said aloud: "My son, please pay me a blessing to my father."

There was an old man's cough in the room. After a while, Zhao Ji said, "It's Heng'er, come in."

Chen Tuo pushed the door open as he spoke. Because it was almost evening, the room was dark and his eyes couldn't adapt to it, and he could not see things for a while. However, he heard a sound of huddle in the room, and Zhao Ji lit an oil lamp. The light was weak at first, and after a few beats, it emitted a dim and bright light.

Zhao Ji was already an old man with white hair. Although he looked good in his spirits, he would not die in a long time according to historical books. When he first came to the north, he was not used to Zhejiang and Zhejiang. Anyway, he had no major problems except death. Zhao Gou saved the ancestral temple in the south. It seemed that he would not completely destroy the country. Zhao Ji was very able to comfort himself. At the same time, he was still fantasizing that one day Zhao Heng could return to the Song Dynasty and become the emperor again, so he still had high hopes for him.

According to the rules, Chen Tuo knelt on the ground in the room, kowtowed to Zhao Ji, and then stood up.

Although he had seen Zhao Ji many times, Chen Tuo always had mixed feelings whenever he saw him. It was the thin old man in front of him who appointed treacherous and harmed the people's strength. The military strength of the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed by his credit eunuch Tong Guan, and the political system of the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed by his credited treacherous minister Cai Jing. In addition, the Hua Shigang incident caused the people's strength to wither. In the prosperous land of Jiangnan, there were also large-scale peasant uprisings, which shows how serious the court at that time had oppressed the peasants.

In addition, when dealing with the relationship between Jin and Liao, he overestimated his ability and fought with Jin to fight the dying Liao Kingdom. He could not see the general trend of resisting wolves and entering the back door. After the Jin people attacked, they had no plans and only knew to pass the throne to his son, and hid in the deep palace and no longer managed the matter.

Love vanity, and the emperor's title is added to dozens of words, which also starts with this person.

But it was just such a person who wrote a beautiful handwriting in thin gold and a beautiful handwriting, and a beautiful handwriting that was passed down to future generations. His artistic achievements were not inferior to any well-known calligraphers and painters.

Such a person should be scolded and hated. However, unlike reading history in books, when the old man talks to him tremblingly as his father, Chen Tuo can hardly feel particularly hated.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but think that humans are the most complicated and difficult animals to understand.

But when Zhao Ji coughed twice, Chen Tuo hurriedly said, "My father is in a cold state. Do you want to pass the imperial doctor to see it?"

On that day, the city was destroyed and captured, but many imperial doctors in the Song Dynasty were taken to the court, and many were taken away by the Jin people. Several others were also left here to treat the royal family and officials.

Zhao Ji shook his head and said, "No, no matter if you feel the cold, you have ordered someone to decoct the medicine and take it, and it feels much better."

Chen Tuo said uneasy: "My son has been out of the city for too long and cannot come to serve his father. This is a great crime."

His words were naturally a response. Although he couldn't hate this old man, he could not have a father-son relationship with him.

Zhao Ji didn't know what he was thinking. In his heart, the son in front of him was his eldest son. He was first named Duke Han, then Prince Jingzhao, King Ding, and Zhenghe as the crown prince. He had always been smooth and without any twists and turns. He was very satisfied with this son, and Zhao Heng was also grateful to his father. When the Jin people invaded Tokyo, he ordered Zhao Ji to go out of the city to negotiate. Although Zhao Heng was timid and cowardly, he could not bear to push his father to the forefront. He had no patience and had to go out of the city himself and go to the Jin army camp to negotiate with the enemy. Such behavior would have been unimaginable if this person was not really filial.

But I heard Zhao Ji say, "Heng'er, have you read the book you asked you to read the day before yesterday?"

Chen Tuo bowed and replied, "Yes, I've finished reading it."

Zhao Ji nodded and said, "I have come here and lost my identity as an emperor. Instead, I began to love reading history books, and I don't want to write it every day. Li Mi originally didn't know who he was. After reading history, he realized that this person was a good minister in the world and was loyal to the Tang Dynasty. My son wanted to read his biography well, and in the future he would have a rule to see the ministers."

He coughed after he finished speaking, and Chen Tuo hurriedly stepped forward, held him up, and beat him on his vest for a moment. Zhao Ji's cough stopped.

After a while, Zhao Ji came over and said to Chen Tuo: "My son should remember to be close to wise ministers and stay away from villains. After a thousand years, it still makes sense to think about it."

Chen Tuo smiled bitterly. He was now under strict supervision by the Jin people. He also knew that Zhao Gou could not welcome him and his father and son to return. He was born in this old man but was full of confidence in the future and was addicted to the fantasy of letting Zhao Heng re-rule.

In fact, not only Zhao Ji, but also in the hearts of the Song people, Zhao Heng, also Chen Tuo, was still the most legitimate monarch of the Song Dynasty. It is the most appropriate choice to take charge of the great politics again.

In such an ideological atmosphere, it is no wonder that Zhao Gou didn't dare to welcome his elder brother back to China even if he was beaten to death.

He just smiled bitterly, but he didn't have to talk back to Zhao Ji. He had to answer: "My son, please remember, don't worry, father."

Zhao Ji sighed: "After coming here, I read more and more, and I know the past and many ridiculous things. Unfortunately, I regret it now. After taking over the country again, I must do more good deeds and think that my father will atone for his sins."

Chen Tuo had no choice but to say again: "Yes, my son must remember it in my heart."

Zhao Ji was speechless and asked a few more trivial matters about Chen Tuo’s daily life, then waved his hand and said, “Okay, I have nothing to do here. It’s going to be dark. You can go back earlier and it’s easier to walk on the road.”

Chen Tuo was about to agree, but saw a few lines of words on the wall covered by the lights, but the dark traces were still dry. He couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Haven has written a new poem again?"

Zhao Ji said, "I'm idle and think about the past. I regret it. How can I relieve my worries? I have to write a few songs for my sake, so I can say that I can tell you."

Chen Tuo had no speech to answer, but walked to the wall and looked carefully. He saw a beautiful thin gold-style character on the wall, with a dragon and snake pen, which was extremely beautiful. Although Chen Tuo had no research on calligraphy, he also knew that this was a rare top-quality product.

But I saw the above write "Inscription on the North"

The west wind broke through the door all night, and the lonely house was filled with light.

Looking back at the mountain of my family for three thousand miles, my eyes were broken, and my geese were flying in the south.

After reading it, Chen Tuo felt desolate and could not help but think about his own experience. Wouldn't he be able to return home? Although a man doesn't cry easily, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

But Zhao Ji suddenly shouted, "I am old, so I write this kind of thing to express my grief. You are still young and strong, don't act like this. My father and son have been misleading the country for a long time, so should we continue to make mistakes?"

"Yes, my son knows that he is wrong. If he has the opportunity to return to his hometown, he vows to strengthen his troops and enrich his country, so as to determine the foundation of our ten thousand years of Song Dynasty."

"Okay, my son's words are very comforting to me!"

Zhao Ji was very happy and really praised Chen Tuo for saying a few words. He said, "Go'er has already established the emperor and I don't know when he will reach a peace agreement with the Jin people to welcome my father and son back to the country. He is not the eldest son, and becoming emperor is a last resort. After returning to the country, it is still your best decision."

Chen Tuo looked at his expression and was happy, frightened, and expected, but he didn't want to hurt the old man's heart. He just reluctantly said: "My ninth brother is pure filial by nature and is friendly to his brothers. As long as the overall situation in the south is settled, the Jin people dare not underestimate my Song Dynasty. They will definitely reach a peace agreement, and then my father and son will be able to return to China."

"Okay, I hope I will arrive early this day."
Chapter completed!