Chapter 830: Boiling

Li Wen Sheng came to the Li Yue Chinese Army Camp again.

As soon as Li Qiande arrived, the last resistance of the Cochin people suddenly collapsed.

Li Changjie and dozens of loyal guards still guarded the empty camp.

In fact, Li Changjie was also injured, but he was fully armored, so it was hard to see why.

Seeing Li Wensheng, Li Changjie said with a sarcastic face: "The Prime Minister is here? Where is the King?"

Li Wensheng still bowed to him according to the etiquette: "Your Majesty is being led by Lord Shi. He is treating the wounded soldiers, providing relief and appeasing the people. He has no time to see you."

Li Changjie said angrily: "Are you trying to tame a wolf into a dog?!"

Li Van Thanh said: "You know best, does Dai Viet still have a chance? If you and the princess hadn't caused the two clansmen of Hong Zhen Zhaowen to be wiped out in the battle formation, even if Thang Long Palace was trapped, the Taibao would still be able to support the new king. Continue to resist.”

"But what about now? There are no survivors outside the Li Yue clan, and all the fighting troops have been lost. How do you expect us to fight?"

"You told us about your grand plan, which was to trap the Song army in the two rivers and wait for their destruction. But what will be the result?"

"The result is that you are invited to enter the urn!"

"You yourself have said that even if the Song army breaks through the Furiang River, once the two rivers are blocked by the navy, they will be in danger."

"Then let me ask you, after you fell into a desperate situation, the king sent an envoy to order you to abandon your weapons and surrender. Why did you kill the envoy and launch a final war?"

Li Changjie's eyes were still sinister: "It should be noted that there is no surrendered Li Changjie in the world."

Li Wen Sheng sneered: "Then there is Li Changjie in the world who does not respect the imperial order and does not obey the king's decree?"

Li Changjie said: "The conditions of the Song Dynasty are too harsh, can you bear it?"

Li Wen Sheng said: "If war can bring peace and prosperity to the people, we will naturally not hesitate to fight. However, after the Song army entered the country, they did not commit any crimes. They committed frivolous corvee and paid little tax. In addition, they are the lord of the clan. Now, Jiaozhi is peaceful."

"What's the point of being patient? Concubine Li Yuan admitted her guilt and committed suicide by taking poison. The king was only ten years old, and after his surrender, he came to work for the people again."

"The grand master was seventy years old. Regardless of his own reputation, he worked hard with Su Shaobao to make up for the hunger of the people caused by the war, opened warehouses for relief, and adjusted the government."

"Officials from all walks of life organized farming, transported materials, and settled the people."

"On the contrary, Taibao, apart from being impassioned and impassioned, you left poems on the gates, led Jiao Zhi up and down to follow your impulses blindly, declared war on the four territories, challenged the patriarch, and finally brought about the overthrow of the country, what else have you done?!"

"Under your leadership, the common people, apart from those false military exploits, apart from exorbitant taxes, apart from the heavy burden of collecting an extra three measures of military rations per acre of land, apart from the fact that their children died in the wilderness and were not allowed to be buried, what else did they get?!"

"The Song people will not forgive you for the 300,000 people who died in the three states, and the 130,000 soldiers and soldiers who died in Vietnam, the hundreds of thousands of displaced people, and the millions of people across the country. They will not forgive you either!"

"You have lied to us for too long..."

Li Changjie shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, what else is there to say... I am a middle-ranking official with no children, why am I here?"

"I hope that the people of Dai Viet can change their way of life, have a land and sky of their own, and even become a country as great as the Song Dynasty."

"What does Champa mean? As long as we break through the natural barrier of Hengshan, we can destroy it. Then we can advance by land and water, conquer the land and water of Zhenla, and advance and destroy Siam. This vast territory should be my complete territory of Vietnam!"

"You have gone crazy..." Li Wensheng murmured.

"No!" Li Changjie's eyes flashed: "You are the new King of Cochin, we still have a chance!"

"We must take advantage of this failure to absorb more of their politics, bureaucracy, military, farming, salt production, smelting... various technologies and systems to enhance Dai Viet's national power and widen the gap with neighboring countries... one day

, when there is civil strife in China, Vietnam can take advantage of the situation and rise up!"

"For this day, even if I am cut into pieces and my bones are shattered, it is still worth it!"

Li Wensheng lowered his head: "Su Shaobao has agreed to introduce the Song Dynasty system in Jiaozhi. What you mentioned is all in his arrangement. Moreover, he wants to build schools, conduct imperial examinations, and promote talents in Jiaozhi. The so-called...'treat everyone equally.'"

"Impossible!" Li Changjie shouted: "The Song people must have a conspiracy! Su Mingrun must have a conspiracy! His uncle's family is thirty-seven! Can they be let off lightly?!"

Li Wensheng lowered his eyelids: "Su Shaobao said that he was from Shu. Back then, the Song Dynasty sent Wang Quanbin to destroy Later Shu. Because of improper handling, it brought huge disasters to Shu, which has not recovered for decades."

"He didn't want Jiaozhi to suffer the same suffering as Shuzhong, so he tried his best to be considerate."

"Could he be a sage?!" Li Changjie got up in anger, rubbed his waist and ribs again, coughed and sat down slumped.

"Not a sage." Li Wensheng looked into Li Changjie's eyes: "Su Shaobao said that the Jiaozhi people have to pay high military expenses. The Song Dynasty's army dispatched, plus the losses of the people of the three states, Jiaozhi needs to compensate 20 million yuan!"

Li Changjie laughed loudly: "How? How does it feel to be a slave?"

Li Wen Sheng remained calm: "But he also said that he would help us pay off the 20 million yuan."

Li Changjie's laughter was choked in his throat, as if it had been strangled.

"He said that the Jiaozhi people were originally descendants of the Qin and Han Dynasties. They were isolated from their homeland for hundreds of years because of the selfish desires of some careerists. He would help us shed our historical burdens and reintegrate into China with a new look."

"No! No! Impossible!" Li Changjie shouted sternly: "This is a conspiracy of the Song Dynasty!"

"Conspiracy?" Li Wen Sheng couldn't help but feel happy: "What kind of conspiracy can there be? What you see is a conspiracy, but what we see... is equality and respect."

"After seeing your reaction..." Li Wensheng's eyes narrowed: "I know why you launched the last war after receiving the king's order to cease the war."

"You don't care about the lives of the sergeants at all. You want them to be annihilated and spread the seeds of hatred throughout the land of Cochin."

Li Changjie was very calm: "Yes, one day, these seeds will take root, sprout, and grow back into a new Jiaozhi, a Jiaozhi that belongs to the people of Jiaozhi."

Li Wen Sheng asked: "Then what kind of country will this Jiaozhi, which was born with resentment and grew up in hatred, be like?"

After saying that, he stood up and said: "Since the Taibao is so determined, shouldn't he set an example? Should he go to the capital of Song Dynasty to be tried and be cut into pieces under the capital's gate? This will not increase the seeds of hatred for the Jiaozhi people...

…fertile nutrients?”

"I will!" Li Changjie said like a mad tiger: "I'm going to scold the Song Dynasty monarchs and ministers! I'm going to let them cause a bloody storm in Jiaozhi!"

"You are a bunch of cowards! You should fight the Song Dynasty to the last city, to the last man! Although Chu has three households, if Qin is destroyed, Chu will definitely die. If you don't have the determination to burn everything, how can you let them know that Jiaozhi is unconquerable?"

Li Wensheng wanted to say that people who are different should not work together, but after thinking about it, he stopped talking, shook his head, and turned around to leave.

…

March of the 10th year of Xining was the season for residents of Bianjing City to enjoy outings.

On the bank of the Bianhe River, there are dozens of peaches and plums, and countless kites and paper kites compete for beauty.

The director made a magical big kite. It was actually countless small kites strung together and required several people to fly it. After it flew into the sky, it looked like a vivid swimming dragon. It was a rare sight in the spring of Bianjing City this year. It was amazing.

The people who arrived in the capital were shocked when Shaoxin arrived.

Just when everyone was having fun, the Jingyang Bell in the palace rang again.

From the big bell tower of Bianhe Wharf, countless pieces of paper were suddenly thrown down, just like peach and plum petals falling on the embankment.

Several Imperial College officials who had just finished their exams and were about to take a boat to the embankment to have some fun, received the paper falling from the air and couldn't help but feel ecstatic: "Great victory! Jiaochina soil has surrendered!"

A loud shout immediately attracted the crowd to watch, and everyone grabbed the flyers falling in the air. Regardless of whether they were literate or not, they grabbed a handful first.

As the readers explained and recited, the cheers became louder and louder: "What a great victory - the Song Dynasty destroyed Jiaozhi -"

Countless clerks and stewards immediately abandoned their duties on the dock and ran towards their shops. This matter had to be notified to the boss as soon as possible!

The leaflets in the bell tower were produced by several scholars of Songyang Academy who helped keep the time. They did not know that they had learned the news of the Song Army's victory from the temple channels, and actually printed a large number of victory reports.

As soon as the Jingyang bell in the palace rang, they immediately dropped the leaflets from the bell tower.

This was definitely a serious violation of regulations, but both the division commander in the building and the officials from Si Tianjian looked at them with a smile and did not pursue their carnival behavior.
Chapter completed!