Zhao Fou was led to Chongzheng Hall by Concubine Pan.
Chongzheng Hall was the place where the Song Dynasty held its morning court. After the emperor passed away, he should stop here to worship.
The civil and military officials of the Southern Song Dynasty had already arrived, all of them standing in front of the memorial and crying.
At this moment, Zhao Fou had perfectly fused with the memories of the Great Song, and he could recognize the officials of the Great Song. When he entered Chongzheng Hall, he began to use his identity as the Crown Prince and the perspective of an 8-year-old child to scan the lives of the officials in front of the funeral…
The two officials standing in front of the officials were holding Zhao Gou's coffin and crying.
Zhao Fu recognized the white-haired old man. He was Li Gang, a wise minister of the Song Dynasty. He was a famous minister of the Song Dynasty who had turned the tide. He had repelled the Jin soldiers in the defense of Bianjing and assisted Zhao Gou in establishing the Southern Song Dynasty. He had made outstanding contributions to the Song Dynasty.
The square-faced middle-aged official standing next to Li Gang was the Great Song's Prime Minister, Zhang Jun. In the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, there were two ministers called Zhang Jun. The military officer Zhang Jun was one of the people who killed Yue Fei, and the current Zhang Jun was the civil official Zhang Jun, a loyal and famous minister in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Li Gang and Zhang Jun were great heroes in establishing the Southern Song Dynasty, and they had a good personal relationship with Zhao Gou. Now that Zhao Gou had died, the two of them were extremely sad. At this moment, the two of them were crying in extreme grief.
"Sob, sob, sob, Your Majesty, you're in the prime of your life. You're at the age where you can make great achievements. Why are you leaving like this?”
"It wasn't easy for the Great Song to defeat the Jin soldiers and stabilize the country in Jiangnan. Now is the time for us to lead the army to the north and welcome back the two emperors. This was simply the envy of the heavens. The heavens did not bless the Great Song! Wuwuwu!"
Li Gang and Zhang Jun were really sad because just as they said, they had followed Zhao Gou for so many years and finally established the foundation of the Southern Song Dynasty in Jiangnan. The situation was good, but Zhao Gou suddenly died.
If that was the case, wouldn't all their hard work go to waste? It was not easy for the Great Song to have a glimmer of hope for revival, but this flame had just been ignited and was about to be extinguished again.
After Zhao Gou's death, the Crown Prince, Zhao Fu, was left behind and could inherit the throne.
However, in Li Gang and Zhang Jun's eyes, what hope did this eight-year-old child, Zhao Feng, have for them?
Hmph, he's just an eight-year-old brat…
How could he govern the Great Song…
If the Great Song was handed over to this kid, wouldn't it be turned into a mess and quickly subjugated?
The eight-year-old Crown Prince was not a spark of hope for Li Gang and Li Li, but the root of the country's destruction.
Although Li Gang and Zhang Jun could help Zhao Fu, the two of them thought that the prerequisite was that Zhao Fu could be helped.
After all, he was only an eight-year-old child…
He could play with mud, but he could govern the country? Hehe, save it…
The Jin soldiers could go south at any time and would not give this young emperor a chance to grow.
It seemed that it was impossible to count on this eight-year-old child…
Sigh!
Li Gang and Zhang Jun felt a little hopeless just thinking about it and could not help but sigh.
Could it be that the heavens really want to destroy Great Song?
The more they thought about it, the more sorrowful they felt. They could not help but be heartbroken as they supported the coffin.
On the left behind Li Gang and Zhang Jun stood two ministers, one thin and one fat. The tall and thin official was the famous treacherous minister Qin Hui, while the fat official beside him was Qin Hui's confidant and dog-headed military adviser, Wang Ciweng.
At this moment, Qin Hui was the Great Song's Deputy Prime Minister. Qin Hui had the support of the Jin people and had many dealings with the Jin Kingdom. As a result, he held a high position in the Great Song, and even the emperor had to be wary of him.
Qin Hui wasn't sad that Zhao Gou was dead. Instead, he was secretly happy…
Whether Zhao Gou died or not was none of his business. Qin Hui only cared about his own interests.
He knew that with Zhao Gou's death, the eight-year-old child would be the successor.
However, how could a child who had not grown up rule the world?
At that time, this eight-year-old child would definitely be played in his hands…
Didn't the Great Song still have to rely on him, Qin Hui, to govern?
At that time, he, Qin Hui, would be able to hold power and rule the world.
Although Zhao Hui was the emperor of the Song Dynasty, what could an 8-year-old brat do to Qin Hui?
This little emperor was not to be feared at all. Qin Hui did not put him in his eyes.
After thinking of this, Qin Hui and his confidant Wang Ciweng exchanged smug looks…The two of them immediately connected their minds and couldn't help but feel smug. The two of them thought that the peak of their lives was about to arrive…
"Sob, sob, sob, Your Majesty, you died so unjustly!”
"We really wish we could follow Your Majesty and serve Your Majesty well in the afterlife!”
Qin Hui and Wang Ciweng hummed and hummed as they perfunctorily spoke in the mourning hall.
Their words were pleasant to hear, but looking at their expressions, there was no trace of sadness.
On the right side of Zhao Gou's coffin stood a row of Great Song generals. The four people at the front were the famous Four Generals of the Southern Song Dynasty. They were Han Shizhong, Liu Guangshi, Yue Fei, and Zhang Jun.
Among the Four Generals of Zhongxing, Han Shizhong and Yue Fei were the most loyal and capable. Although Liu Guangshi and Zhang Jun had some flaws in moral character, they were still loyal to the Southern Song Dynasty, especially when the Southern Song Dynasty was established and the army and the people were united against the enemy.
To Han Shizhong and the others, the Northern Song Dynasty had been destroyed, and the Hui and Qin Emperors had been captured. As the heroic generals of the Song Dynasty, they dreamed of the Northern Expedition, recovering their lost territory, expelling the Jin people, and returning the Song Dynasty to its former glory…However, now that the Emperor was dead, the Song army was without a leader. How could the Northern Expedition continue?
Thinking that their many years of hard work was about to be put to use, Han Shizhong and the other famous generals frowned, shook their heads, and sighed.
Although Zhao Gou was succeeded by Zhao Fu, the heir to the throne was too young…Han Shizhong and the others were realistic generals, and they did not think that this 8-year-old child would become the emperor…
This young emperor couldn't mount a horse, draw a bow, or wield a saber.
He also did not know how to arrange troops and deploy troops.
Moreover, he was still young and playful, so he did not know what national hatred was.
Han Shizhong and the others thought that it was impossible to expect this eight-year-old emperor to support the Northern Expedition and develop the Great Song's military…
Perhaps after the little Emperor took over the throne, he would give them some random commands and make all the achievements they had achieved go to waste…
Sigh!
Thinking of this, Han Shizhong and the other famous generals felt that the fate of the country was bleak, and their aspirations were difficult to fulfill. Tears could not help but roll down their eyes.
Could it be that the matter of wiping away the shame of the Northern Expedition had become a joke?
When would Great Song get back at the Jin Kingdom for the humiliation they had suffered?
The more Han Shizhong and the other generals thought about it, the more indignant and regretful they felt.
……
Zhao Fou swept his gaze across the officials in the mourning hall, reading their thoughts clearly.
Zhao Fou instantly sighed. The situation he was about to face was much more complicated than he had imagined…
These famous Southern Song officials were mostly rebellious and had their own ulterior motives.
It was not easy to unite these famous officials with different personalities.
Zhao Fou felt that his head was getting a little big, and he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
However, since he had chosen this path, he could not retreat.
Do it!
Zhao Fou roused his spirits and walked into Chongzheng Hall.
He thought to himself that he wanted to use the identity of an eight-year-old child to make these famous officials and fierce generals submit to his majesty!
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