"I'm so angry that my hair stands on end. He raised his eyes and let out a long howl towards the sky, full of vigor. Thirty years of fame and fortune, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of road clouds and months. Don't be idle, white youth's head, empty sorrow.
The shame of Jingkang has not been avenged. When will the hatred of courtiers disappear? He drove a long chariot and broke through the gap of Helan Mountain. Ambition hungry to eat Hu Krupp meat, laughing and drinking Xiongnu blood. Wait to start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, look up to the sky.”
Yue Fei's "River Full of Red" was created during the Northern Song Dynasty.
In February of Jingkang, the city of the Northern Song Dynasty was broken and Emperor Qinzong of the Song Dynasty was captured. History said that Jingkang was a disgrace.
After Song Qinzong was captured, his younger brother Zhao Gou seized the opportunity to seize the throne.
Song Gaozong moved the capital to Lin 'an, known as the Southern Song Dynasty. He appointed the treacherous minister Qin Hui and killed the loyal minister Yue Fei. He ceded territory to the Jin Kingdom in exchange for a moment of peace. At the same time, he crazily exploited the people and wantonly indulged in debauchery. He began the darkest rule in the history of China.
Not long after Song Gaozong usurped the throne, rumors spread among the people that although Song Qinzong died, he left behind a prince. This son's surname was Zhao Xuan, and he was the true son of heaven. Now that he was wandering among the people, if he had the help of a wise minister, he would definitely be able to rebuild the mountains and rivers, destroy the Jin Kingdom in the north, destroy the Mongolia in the west, revive the Great Song, and unify the country.
A mountain could not tolerate two tigers, and a country could not tolerate two rulers. Song Gaozong was furious and immediately ordered the entire country to arrest anyone named Zhao Xuan. No matter if they were men, women, old or young, they would be executed on the spot.
Wanyan Honglie, the important minister of the Jin Kingdom, and Genghis Khan were also very afraid of the rumors. In order to protect their thousand-year-old foundation, they set up an inescapable net and decided to kill Zhao Xuan.
As a result, the name Zhao Xuan was used to launch a brutal massacre. Tens of thousands of innocent people were unfortunately killed, and the entire world was filled with blood.
However, the actions of the three empires had instead confirmed the saying of the True Dragon and Son of Heaven, and the people were even more convinced.
It was the rainy season, and the river was surging.
The Yangtze River that flowed through Henan broke through the mountains and flowed thousands of miles. The water was rapid, the waves were rolling, and the white fog was billowing.
In the morning, four villains came to the riverside. These people claimed to be the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, forcing the boatmen to cross the river. If they did not obey, they would draw their swords and kill them. The boatmen dared not say anything. At noon, another five people came to the riverside, claiming to be the Five Uglies of the Tibetan Border, and also arbitrarily requisitioned fishing boats.
On the boat, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River were worried."The river water is too big and the flow is too fast. I'm afraid we won't be able to find that kid's corpse.”
On another boat, the Five Uggies of the Hidden Edge whispered,""As long as we fish out that corpse, obtain the Imperial Jade Seal, and hand it over to grandmaster, we will have made a great contribution. At that time, we will enjoy endless glory and wealth, hahaha.”
The boatmen slowly realized that the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River and the Five Uglies of the Hidden Border were constantly fishing in the river, as if they were looking for something. They were fighting with each other, obviously looking for the same object.
At dusk, the fishing boats turned on their lights. The fishing continued, but unfortunately, there was no harvest.
As night fell, the Yangtze River became dark. The visibility was extremely low, making it even more difficult to salvage. Whether it was the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River or the Five Uggies of the Tibetan Border, their expressions were terrifyingly gloomy.
No one noticed that somewhere in the dim river grass, a young man had been washed ashore. He lay on the river bank like mud, unconscious, allowing the river water to wash over his body.
This youth was seventeen or eighteen years old. His face was pale and bloodless, like an old man who was terminally ill.
His left shoulder had been shot by an arrow, and the wounds on his body had already festered. They had long been soaked in the river water until they turned white. At this moment, the river water entered his mouth and nose, and the young man slowly woke up.
" Aren't I writing? What is this place…"
When Zhao Xuan opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the mud. His entire body was covered in knife wounds, and he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. When he focused his eyes, he was instantly covered in cold sweat. He had been pierced by an arrow.
"What the hell is going on!"
He widened his eyes and froze in the cold wind. He could not believe what he was seeing.
The cold river water washed over his wounds, and the cold wind blew against his body. Zhao Xuan's entire heart turned cold.
Shock, fear, unfamiliarity, doubt, all sorts of emotions surged into his heart.
" I was writing just now. Why did this happen all of a sudden? This…"
He was going crazy.
Anyone who encountered such a sudden change would go crazy.
A few seconds ago, he was still typing in front of the computer. Now that he was suddenly seriously injured and lying in the cold river, he could not accept it at all.
The intense pain from his wound, the river water that poured into his nose, and the cold wind that blew on his body all told him that this was not a dream. It was real.
Zhao Xuan was an online writer. He wrote about Wuxia on Feilu Chinese Network.
Perhaps it was because he faced the computer every day, his body was in sub-health all year round. Taking medicine and injections had become his daily routine. After personally experiencing the pain of the disease, he wanted to do something meaningful.
He donated most of his earnings to medical institutions. He thought that as long as medicine was developed enough, he could save people who were tortured by the disease like him.
Yesterday was the first day, and it was Monday. All the rankings of Feilu had been re-ranked.
Zhao Xuan welcomed the best opportunity to rush into the rankings.
If he wanted fresh flowers and tickets from his readers, he had to update his novel.
Zhao Xuan stayed up all night for three days.
He desperately wrote 100,000 words. Just as he was uploading the chapter, his vision suddenly turned black and he lost consciousness. When he opened his eyes again, he had become what he was now.
An unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar body, and a huge crisis.
The sudden encounter made him start to doubt his life.
He had actually possessed a corpse.
"Spicy next door! Who did I offend?!"
Although he was depressed, he still had to accept reality.
As a modern person, Zhao Xuan knew that swearing was useless. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, trying his best to control his emotions and make himself rational.
At this moment, he had to be rational, or else he would die.
He didn't want to die. He wanted to live.
Looking at his slightly swollen body and the wound on his skin, he knew that soaking in the river water was easy to get infected. The arrow that had pierced through his shoulder could not be pulled out yet. If it caused massive bleeding, he would die even faster.
Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He pushed aside the grass and climbed away from the cold river. His body instantly felt much warmer.
At this moment, an unfamiliar piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind.
Three minutes later.
After reading the information in his mind, Zhao Xuan widened his eyes and frowned.
"The owner of this body is also called Zhao Xuan, and he's a prince of Great Song.”
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