Chapter 477 Mustache’s Speech

Author: solid state drive

Outside the Xuande Gate in the inner city, the streets leading directly to and around the city were bustling with people early in the morning just like yesterday. The difference was that many of the people today also brought their fellows with them.

There were even many scholars interspersed in the gap, and they also brought weapons, but they were relatively far away from the palace gate and the imperial army. The reason for this was actually quite complicated.

Although the Song Dynasty officials suppressed military personnel, the martial arts among the people has always been strong. In addition, the Song Dynasty's recruitment system always required better treatment for soldiers, resulting in the low official status of generals, and there was no discrimination against sergeants among the people.

After being preached by Zhao Ji and temporarily mobilized last night, the common people became enthusiastic after learning that they could kill the enemy together today, and they all began to prepare to defeat the Supreme Leader today.

This made the Imperial Guards responsible for road clearing and security extremely nervous, especially in the places where Zhao Ji and the others would pass when leaving the city. Carrying equipment was directly prohibited, except for specially permitted scholars.

Chen Dong and other Taixue students were privileged personnel. They all carried family heirlooms or newly purchased swords and stood in a separate area. Listening to the faint slogans in the palace, they couldn't help but straighten their bodies.

"Coming, coming!"

"Why are they all riding horses? Where is the official chariot?"

"Who are the two generals in front of you? This scaly armor is radiant and mighty. It is more domineering than General Zhong's. Why is General Zhong behind?"

"Strange, I haven't heard of another general coming to Bianjing? There are so many civil and military officials, are they blocking the officials and princes?"

The moment the palace door opened, Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan, who were wearing armor, helmets and fully armed, rode tall horses and lined up at the front. The ministers also rode horses, following Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan.

It's just that their costumes were too unorthodox. No matter how hard the people of the Song Dynasty tried, they couldn't imagine that the second emperor was actually wearing armor. They were still standing on tiptoe, trying to see if Zhao Ji and the others were behind them.

As the two emperors rode through the moat side by side, some people who had seen Zhao Ji occasionally in Taixue, some people who had heard a general description of his appearance, and some people who had seen Zhao Ji yesterday, all stared at Zhao Ji uncertainly.

"That one seems to be the Supreme Being? Then the one next to him is not an official?"

"Isn't it possible?"

"It's really a Taishang? You can't be wrong. Look at the one next to the Taishang. It's lined with red rust and gold dragons. I also saw it when I was offering sacrifices to heaven. Oh my God! The officials and the Taishang of the Song Dynasty are all wearing armor!"

"My Tao Lord, God! The sky has changed!

The official family is so powerful! You still have peace talks with me! Such a king! The Song Dynasty will definitely win!"

"Wow!!!"

Thousands of people gathered on the street, standing next to each other, listening to the shouts in front, talking in disbelief, squeezing the imperial troops who were maintaining the traffic, wanting to see Zhao Ji with their own eyes.

After Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan stopped on horseback, they faced the people of Bianjing, holding large speakers connected to several Bluetooth speakers throughout the neighborhood. After shouting for silence a few times, the whole place became even more excited.

"Isn't this already a mile away?"

"Who is shouting!"

"It seems to be a government official's house? It's strange, why is it coming from the roof?"

"It's the Supreme Being who is using the instrument to shout. Everyone be quiet, everyone be quiet! Don't look around!..."

The first sound of a loudspeaker caused the people to talk and gossip with each other.

The crowded streets of Bianjing reflect the tolerance of the royal family of the Song Dynasty to the city of Bianjing. It was a bright place throughout the Song Dynasty and a place that the world longed for.

It was not until half a quarter of an hour later, with the cooperation of the Forbidden Army and the commander in front of the palace, that the people understood that it was Zhao Ji who was speaking through something they did not understand. Although they were extremely surprised, they gradually quieted down and whispered.

Zhao Ji looked at Chen Ye, who was holding a camera, and smiled unnaturally. After the officials stood side by side and faced the crowd, he started Chongzhen's usual speech routine.

"Hello, fellow citizens!

Today, I, as well as the officials, stand here with everyone with indignation! Standing on the land of the Song Dynasty!

We stand in Bianjing, the land that your family and friends just defended with blood and dignity!

And just a few hundred years ago, a fierce and bloody battle took place here! At that time, Taizu led the soldiers, your ancestors, also experienced a cruel war, which was a war against oppression.

Since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the barbarians have ridden on the necks of our Han people and bullied our ancestors' wives and daughters. They treat our ancestors as pigs and dogs. They trample on our dignity at will, the dignity of the most noble nation on the Kyushu continent.

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Maybe some of you have heard of that dark era, or maybe you have forgotten it, but I want to tell you that history should not be forgotten!"

Zhao Ji's deep voice was amplified by the loudspeaker. Although it was deafening, it still carried an emotion that brought the people into it, as if it happened yesterday.

Although the turbulent times of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms did not last as long as the Southern and Northern Dynasties, they were no less tragic. The wars between big and small countries were brutal, and the story of exchanging children for food was still spread even after the founding of the Song Dynasty nearly two hundred years ago.

Under the sense of substitution, the people stopped talking and wanted to hear clearly, but when he said this, Zhao Ji's voice suddenly rose.

"Yes, you shouldn't forget! Because the peace in this world is hard-won. The Song Dynasty lives and works in peace and contentment. You are not bullied by the barbarians. Your dignity in front of the barbarians was earned by our ancestors with their lives and blood!

Our ancestors were the pioneers of the Song Dynasty who saved our Han nation! Our ancestors gave us Han people the dignity to not be bullied by barbarians!

The world of the Song Dynasty was created by Emperor Taizu and your ancestors! And you now are the descendants who groaned in humiliation a hundred years ago! You should not forget the glory and sacrifice of your ancestors!"

The shouts were almost hoarse. The use of you and us has narrowed the distance between the royal family and the people, and also increased the sense of identity. Everyone is holding their breath.

"Now, only a hundred years have passed, and the barbarians are back! The barbarians are ready to bully your families, rob your property, and even turn you into slaves and oppress you forever.

Tell me, are you willing? Tell me, are you willing to let the blood of your ancestors and the blood of your family and friends a few days ago be shed in vain!!!

Bai Shizhong, Zhang Bangchang, Li Bangyan and others are timid in their words. They want to hand the blood of your parents, relatives, brothers and friends to the Jin people as bloody steamed buns. Are you willing!!!"

"I don't want to!"

The sound of cheering sounded, and although the manuscript in Zhao Ji's hand was a pieced-together speech, he felt very moved when he read it.

I can't help but admire it in my heart. It is indeed a professional war mobilization speech. Its mobilization ability can make anyone with a bit of ambition become enthusiastic.

"That's right! I don't want to either! So, today, I, the eighth emperor of the Song Dynasty and the Supreme Emperor of the Song Dynasty who has abdicated, Zhao Ji.

Like Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty, he will hold up the banner of our Han nation and rush to the forefront of the battlefield! Fight for the Song Dynasty!

Even if I die in battle, I will enter the fairy world with a smile! I will meet the ancestors who brought glory to the Song Dynasty. I can hold my head high and walk to the great Taizu and your ancestors behind him.

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I can proudly say to them: Look, I am your descendant, Taizu Taizu of the Song Dynasty, the heroic ancestors of the Song Dynasty, and I am the eighth emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji!

I have not embarrassed you, I have shed my last drop of blood for the great Song Empire! I will fight to the end for the Song Dynasty!"

When Chen Dong and others listened to Zhao Ji's words, they suddenly felt their fists clenching hard.

"What your Majesty said is so good! The court officials only know how to make peace and confuse the officials, but they don't know that this completely loses the face of the ancestors of the Song Dynasty!"

"That's right, we've all defended the city. Now King Qin's army is hundreds of thousands, and all the Jin people are hiding by the river. It's time for peace talks. Don't go fuck her mother."

"What a disgrace to our ancestors! I am willing to fight for the Song Dynasty!"

"Me too, Zhang Bangchang is in the Jin camp, right? He has done something against his ancestors! He deserves to be killed!"

In the midst of the discussion, the eyes of the officials who were following Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan on horseback, and the main fighting faction who followed Li Gangzhong's teachings gradually became scarlet.

They have always fought, but they have never thought that the battle actually involves the honor of their ancestors, and that the shame of the peace talks is more than just a moment.

"My fellow citizens, as well as those behind the official family and their ministers, you must remember that an empire that only knows how to seek peace is an empire without bones!

A nation that only knows how to seek peace is a nation without bones! When our dignity, territory, and living space are all trampled upon.

If you still shamelessly pander, deceive yourself, and lose money, the Han nation does not need such scum! The world will eventually abandon such scum!

Therefore, the people of the Song Dynasty! Work with me and the officials to fight bloody battles for the Song Dynasty!"

"For the Song Dynasty! Bloody battle!"

"bloody battle!"

Zhao Ji thought for a while, raised his hands together and faced all the people.

"People of the Song Dynasty, shout with me! The Empire of the Song Dynasty will be victorious!"

"The Song Empire is victorious!"

"Long live the official family of the Song Dynasty!"

"Long live the official family of the Song Dynasty!"

The sound of speakers and stereos spread for miles. In the strong atmosphere, the sound was so loud that the Jinguo intelligence agents mixed in the crowd could not help but turn pale.

They had a clear division of labor and wrote letters quickly. However, Bianjing City had already entered a state of war, and the city gates had long been closed. The transmission of information was much slower than before.

Zhao Ji was satisfied and handed the speaker to Zhao Huan. Zhao Huan quickly took it and looked at the speaker with some embarrassment while listening to Zhao Ji's introduction on how to use it.

He has never experienced this kind of speech in front of thousands of people. The last time he experienced the admiration of thousands of people was when he ascended the throne, but at that time, he did not need to give a speech to the people.

What's more, he doesn't have Zhao Ji's eloquence, which is embarrassing. The Third Division didn't write a manuscript for him, and classical Chinese is not suitable for shouting at this time.

"Take it, I prepared it for you."

However, Zhao Ji reached out and handed over a piece of paper, which relieved Zhao Huan's embarrassment and made Zhao Huan feel warm in his heart.

With preparation, he would not completely become a foil to Zhao Ji. Zhao Huan, who was holding the note, quickly scanned it, had an idea in his mind, and began to talk about its content.

"My fellow citizens! I am the ninth emperor of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Huan!

today……"

"The duel between the Supreme Emperor and the Jin people has been announced. It is related to the dignity of the Song Dynasty. Therefore, I cannot go out on behalf of my father, but equally, I will not back down!

Today, I will go to the front line of the battlefield with the Supreme Being, stand behind the Supreme Being, and fight with my father! If the father dies, the son will take over the father's sword and avenge the father!

I want to tell the Jin people that I, the King of the Song Dynasty, have no weaklings. What about you? Do you want to go with me and tell the Jin people that there are no weaklings in the Song Dynasty?"
To be continued...