The city gate must be opened, not only must it be opened, but also the refugees outside the capital must be allowed to come in.

Zhao Feng stood on the east wall and looked down. The city gate was already bustling with people. They either fled from the south, or the vegetable farmers in the villages of Beijing were crushed by heavy snow and went to Beijing to survive.

I have a family with my family, I have a body without covering my clothes, I have a baby with my arms, and I have a baby with my dying moment...

The snow covered the sky and the earth without any dust. There was only a small black path that was stepped out by countless untouchables and led directly to the capital from the sky.

On this road, snow turned into mud, and corpses appeared everywhere, and people were still walking here on these cold mud and hard bodies.

"Prince, Meng Jun's troops gathered around the West City Gate. If only the East City Gate is opened, it will be too late for us to close the door when Meng Jun dispatches troops. But have you ever thought about it? How should so many refugees enter Beijing?"

The person who spoke was an old man with white hair and beard. Around him, officials from all over the capital agreed. The north wind was howling on the city wall, and the cheeks of people cut like a knife were painful.

King Zhao Feng, who was surrounded by everyone, wore a cloak with a fur that had been eaten by insects. He tied his hair with peach wood and a few strands of broken hair were blown by the wind to greet him.

It was clearly this big prince, and he was not as decent as the stinger beside him.

"Come in first and then want to settle it. There will be a glimmer of hope when you come in. If you let them do this, you will die at least half of them tomorrow."

The refugees who were hugging each other outside the city gate had the strength to call the door, but at this moment they had no strength to call the door. From time to time, they heard people wailing dead relatives in the crowd.

"Open the door," Zhao Feng looked at the general guarding the city: "But the people who have moved into the city must be screened strictly to prevent any female fucking in it!"

The general in strong armor looked at the other officials, and when they saw that they didn't say anything, he responded and ordered a side door to open.

The people who were originally dying outside the city heard the city gate open, and rushed into the city like they were afraid of being left behind, crowded and trampled on, and couldn't wait. The men shouted, the women shouted, and the children's crying came one after another.

The defenders in the city had to strictly guard them, so as to prevent them from being confused by guns and spears. Even so, they dragged out several trampled bodies from the crowd.

"Prince!" A young general climbed the city wall to report to Zhao Feng: "Mr. Liu asked to see the prince."

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, then looked into the city.

I saw the carriage of the Liu family parked under the city wall. In such a poor and chaotic world, the carriage of the Liu family was still so bright that it was recognizable at a glance.

That's not all. After Zhao Feng entered the carriage, he was really shocked by the extravagance in the carriage.

The copper furnace silver carbon, animal skins are attached to the wall, and soft and collapse aromatherapy are all complete.

Liu Chang was gorgeous and rich in a peacock blue cloak, holding a handwarmer stove in his hand, which made Zhao Feng feel really cramped, and he felt like a beggar who was rashly boarding the bus, which hurt his self-esteem.

"Prince, please sit down."

Zhao Feng nodded and sat down on his right hand.

"Although my clothes are a little old, they are still clean and will not dirty the slurry in your car."

"I think that in the eyes of the prince, my carriage and my slutch are all like my people, and they are already dirty."

"I did think you were dirty before, and your entire Liu family was dirty, but now I have grown up and understand that you have to be in this position. By the way, thank you for the donation to Jishantang, Chengnan.

The car is good rice.”

Liu Chang smiled faintly, and saw him staring at his hand stove, he handed over, and the latter was too busy to answer.

"Thank you!"

Liu Chang said again: "If I say that this is already all the rice and flour I can buy, do you believe it?"

Zhao Feng seemed to be unbelievable, so he didn't reply.

"The emperor was trapped in the palace by you, and you were trapped in the capital by Meng Jun. Now everyone in the capital is in danger as if they are shackles. Diesel, rice and flour are unsustainable. Even if Meng Jun has not yet attacked the city, the prince thinks we are still

How long can it last?"

"Then what Lord Liu means..."

Liu Chang said: "There will always be a battle."

"You mean, let me

Fight to death with Meng Jun?”

"Why must it be Meng Jun?"

Liu Chang's eyes were as quiet as water. He looked at Zhao Feng seriously, as if these words were not spoken from him.

Zhao Feng did not hide his shock, because the old gentry in the capital were all royalists, and the Liu family was the leader of the old gentry. He did not expect that the Liu family would have a "unfilial son" like Liu Chang, who would let him fight the emperor.

"There is always a victory or defeat, and if it continues, it will only be the people who will sacrifice it."

The refugees outside the city had already entered one after another under the organization of officers and soldiers, and the order was still orderly. After entering the city, there was a dedicated person responsible for the guidance.

Those who are willing to seek refuge with relatives and friends will find another way out if they have other ways out. If they are desperate, several Jishantangs in Beijing can distribute porridge soup once a day.

"I asked them to change the Liu Family Academy to Jishan Hall, and it would be no problem to accommodate three or five hundred refugees."

Zhao Feng didn't expect his topic to change so quickly. After a while, he reacted and nodded repeatedly: "It's great, it's great."

"I misread you in the early years," Liu Chang said, "It's useless to laugh at you as a playboy. Now, if you are not a playboy, you will not be able to live today."

Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows without comment: "In the early years, I misread you. I often laughed at you with Linxiao as an old-fashioned and nerd, but now, although it is not old-fashioned, it still makes people like it.

."

The latter laughed: "Then I am so sad that I can't be the one the prince likes."

"Hahaha!" Zhao Feng also slapped his legs and smiled: "I don't like many people. Even if it is not, there is nothing to regret. If so, it is worth bragging!"

Liu Chang refused to comment: "Just talking and joking, but the advice I will give to the prince is from the heart."

"Mr. Liu looks down on me too much."

"The defense of the troops in the capital is in your hands, and the imperial guards in the palace are not worth worrying about. What you need to consider is what means do you need to use to make all the soldiers and horses fight to support the king when you ascend to the throne, that's all."

"That's all?" Zhao Feng smiled helplessly: "I don't need to say why the King's Soldier has not arrived for a long time. Why is Lord Liu confident that once I ascend to that position, the King's Soldier will

Can you come?"

"The prince is different from Emperor Tongde. Otherwise, the prince would not have gone through many difficulties and dangers to return to Beijing, and he will also preside over the overall situation of Beijing and confront the two sides!"

Liu Chang's eyes were staring at him, with deep meaning hidden in his eyes. Such eyes made Zhao Feng feel very uncomfortable, as if he had been stripped of his clothes and was exposed naked in front of him, with no secrets hidden.

In fact, his secret is indeed impossible to hide.

He has been away in the past few years and has kept in touch with officials from the gentry in Beijing. What he is waiting for is today.

Liu Chang was right. If he had sat in that position, he would have a way to get all the troops to send troops to help the king.

But he is still waiting...

"I may not be the most suitable one."

"Who is the right person?" Liu Chang said: "Is there a second person in this world who is more suitable than the prince's identity and bloodline?"

I don’t know if it’s not an illusion, but Zhao Feng felt that he was testing him when he said this.

"History will choose the most suitable one."

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he was about to get off the carriage. When he was about to come, he turned around and shook the hand-warmer stove in his hand: "Send it to me, Lord Liu, I have been running outside recently, it's quite cold."

"Okay, I'll send you some clothes and bedding to help the prince."

Zhao Feng laughed, pushed open the carriage door, looked at the gray sky above his head, and replied softly: "Thank you."

After he jumped off the carriage lightly, the driver of the Liu Mansion drove the car quickly past him before sweeping over the snowy bluestone pavement and leaving the mark of two ruts.

"Give it, give it all!" Zhao Feng shouted to the refugees who rushed into the city but looked like headless flies: "Don't hit the noble man's carriage, you can't afford it!"

In the carriage traveling far away, Liu Chang was both angry and funny.

He grew up and Meng

Like Tang, they have grown up and are no longer the famous and ignorant playboy in the capital five years ago.

He is now about to ascend the throne.

Looking back at that time, the Liu family sent him to the government and first entered the court, and they were in a manner that was always correct, but they still made mistakes. If they made mistakes, they would be punished.

When he was punished by his father to kneel on the ancestral hall, two half-year-old boys, Meng Tang and Zhao Feng, rushed into the ancestral hall to grab his official hat and make fun of him.

In a blink of an eye, the young man who threw his official hat to the lotus pond, who was less than his chest, had lost his green onion and was about to become the master of the world.

Back then, who could have thought of today, and today, who could have thought of him being able to survive back then?

That day, he lost his official hat, which forced him to drip out.

Later, Meng Tang came to him to show his affection and said that Zhao Feng did not mean it. He just saw you kneeling in the ancestral hall for a day, thinking that your legs would be numb, so he teased you and asked you to do it. He also asked his elder brother not to blame him.

, I have already punished him, I will be punished for one month in school and must not be late or leave early!

Looking back on all the past, Liu Chang was very amused and crying. Maybe at that time, Zhao Feng began to plan for today.

After dark, the capital city began to fall snow again.

Because refugees who entered Beijing had to verify their identities, they could not enter the city until dark, so they only entered the city.

In order to prevent Meng Jun's troops from attacking at night, they had to lock the city after night, and the remaining people could only be put in tomorrow.

But in this night, more refugees gathered at the gate of Dongcheng City, making Zhao Feng not worried that the food and food in Beijing would be really difficult to support.

The embarrassing eunuch in the capital had long known that the masters of the eunuch eunuch had already selected their troops and waited for the sect leader to escort the "Crown Prince" back to the capital.

When Shen Yuning received Ji Xinyuan's letter, Liu Chang's letter was also delivered to Meng Tang.

"Liu Chang has already met with the martial arts sects in the capital. They entered the Jishan Hall in the capital as refugees in the south of the Yangtze River." Meng Tang handed Liu Chang's letter to Shen Yuning, who took it and read it at a glance.

"Well, Xin Yuan also told me that it was cold and it was really difficult for them to pretend to be refugees."

After saying that, he saw Meng Tang still staring at her but was a little confused, so he said, "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!