Son of Song Dynasty

Chapter 112
After retiring from the court and returning home, Zhao Dezhao was thinking about this issue all the way.

As far as the current social ethos of not thinking about progress and sluggishness, if it cannot be reversed, any grand plans in the future will be nonsense.

In fact, the reason why Zhao Dezhao wants to encourage the relatives and nobles in the palace school to join the army is not only to train his own team and pull people on board, but also has a more important intention, that is, he wants to try it out, can you? Inject some masculinity into these future dignitaries of the Song Dynasty.

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Half a month later, the fifth day of April.

The southern suburbs of Tokyo were full of weapons and banners, and [-] imperial troops lined up to go.

On the altar of the generals, there are displays of ceremonial guards, offering sacrifices to the gods, and playing Peng music. The emperor Zhao Kuangyin led all the civil and military officials to send the army off here.

Zhao Dezhao, the head coach of Nanzheng, bowed like a rite, and when he kowtowed to say goodbye to the emperor's father, Zhao Kuangyin poured a glass of wine himself and put it in his son's hand.

"I wish you will be invincible and achieve great success in your southern expedition!" Zhao Kuangyin looked solemn.

This was an entrustment of state affairs. Zhao Dezhao responded with a "yes", picked up the wine glass with both hands and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Kuangyin's face turned gentle, he smiled and stretched out his hand to lightly pat Zhao Dezhao's shoulder.

"Erlang, be sure to come back early! Dad is almost sixty, and he hasn't seen his grandson yet. You have to take care of this, don't think about being lazy!"

Zhao Dezhao knew in his heart that his father didn't mention "safety" a word, but every sentence was telling him to return safely. He couldn't help being moved, but also a little funny. It's too strange to mention holding a grandson at this moment. ?
"Don't worry, when my son comes back, I'll give you a bunch of babies in one go, and don't blame me for having too many babies when the time comes to feed you poor."

Zhao Kuangyin waved his hands impatiently: "Okay, okay, you can talk nonsense with your mouth, you have been married for three years, and I have never seen you give birth to a monkey for me!"

The black lines on Zhao Dezhao's face, why are you talking?Immediately he snorted unconvinced: "I couldn't give birth before, it was because your son was too depressed and lack of energy, look at your son now, he wakes up every morning to use guns and clubs, to build up his strength, his body Great, full of energy, what reason can't be born?"

"Anyway, don't try to be lazy, come back earlier, our old Zhao family is weak, if you don't work hard, who will work hard?"

"Father, if you really want to add a new family to the Zhao family, why don't you try your best first? Daddy is growing old and strong now, and a stick of one hundred and eighty catties can move..."

Seeing that the old man had brought the topic to the next three ways, Zhao Dezhao became less particular about his words, not to mention that his father was not a serious person at all. The old man summoned the palace alone and asked what he did. There are even erotic paintings in the Tokyo market. I don't know how those unscrupulous painters knew what posture the emperor used?
Zhao Kuangyin was teased by his son, and couldn't bear it any longer. He laughed and scolded and kicked his leg, urging Zhao Dezhao to get on the road quickly.

Under the solemn scene of the army marching, the discussion between the father and son finally ended. Zhao Dezhao suppressed his smile, knelt down and made a big gift to his father: "My son is going now, Daddy please come back."

Zhao Kuangyin nodded slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes.

Zhao Guangyi walked forward slowly, and said with a smile: "Erlang, uncle wishes you a safe journey here."

Zhao Dezhao smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you uncle for your kindness, but uncle might as well be more generous, and wish my nephew a safe journey back home."

The smile on Zhao Guangyi's face froze for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "Erlang's words are really interesting. The army is about to go out, and you can still have such a leisurely chat and joke. If you think about it, the demeanor of a famous general in ancient times is nothing more than that. Since Erlang can have such a spirit, Uncle Don't worry, this trip to the south will undoubtedly make great achievements."

Zhao Dezhao admired this uncle's adaptability and wit in his heart, so he stopped sneering at him immediately, and instead beckoned to his younger brother Zhao Defang who came to see him off.

"Second brother, I also want to go to the south with you to fight. Can you beg Daddy for me to let me go with you?" Zhao Defang looked unhappy, but it wasn't because he was reluctant to part with his brother, but because he thought it was so fun to fight. It's a pity that I didn't participate in the matter.

Zhao Dezhao patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "No, Daddy is getting old, you have to stay and take care of Daddy and Empress."

Zhao Defang nodded, with a confused and surprised look on her face. It is right to take care of her father, but why did her brother suddenly mention taking care of her mother?In the past, the elder brother never mentioned the queen mother to him, and the queen mother is still very young, so where does she need to take care of her?

Zhao Dezhao didn't care whether he understood or not, so he lowered his voice and whispered in Zhao Defang's ear: "Sanlang, from tomorrow until I return to the court from the south, you have to go to the palace every day to accompany your father and visit your mother, remember?"

"Remember." Zhao Defang muttered in a low voice, a little bit reluctant, at his age, he certainly wouldn't like being disciplined by his parents all day long.

Zhao Dezhao sighed slightly, patted him on the shoulder heavily, didn't say any more, turned around before getting on the horse, and gave Zhao Kuangyin one last look back.

It will take at least half a year to go to the south. If the war goes wrong, it may even take more than a year to return to Tokyo. What Zhao Dezhao is most worried about is his father's physical condition.

Although according to the original historical timeline, Dad will have an accident in a year and a half, but for an old man who suffers from the symptoms of "three highs" and has a brother who is sinister and black-bellied, what is the right thing to say? What about?
Zhao Dezhao got on his horse and set off. When a trumpet sounded, the [-] forbidden troops marched southward like a giant dragon.

Surrounded by the army, Zhao Dezhao looked around at the forest of guns and dense banners, and couldn't help feeling a strange feeling that he had never experienced before, as if he had suddenly become a powerful superman. The sense of power, even when borrowing the emperor's father's guard of honor, is far from comparable!

Zhao Kuangyin did not drive back immediately, but stopped to watch the army set off.

The emperor didn't leave, so the officials and bureaucrats couldn't leave. The people either stopped to watch, or gathered in twos and threes to chat quietly.

With a smile on his face, Zhao Guangyi looked at the army marching south with his hands behind his back, when he suddenly heard a voice behind him asking:

"My lord, why did you let him lead the army in the southern expedition?"

Zhao Guangyi didn't look back, and the smile on his face remained undiminished, and he said flatly: "This king stopped me, but I didn't stop me."

The voice behind immediately said: "Yes, the lord stopped me, but I didn't spend much effort to stop it. It was just a few words in the court. If the lord only had this means, then you wouldn't be able to make it to today, lord." gone."

(End of this chapter)