This year, the Jin people exhibit a coexistence of cunning and simplicity, barbarity and straightforwardness... This isn't strange, but rather a natural external characteristic of a primitive tribal alliance rapidly building a vast empire.

These people, when they were hunting in the deep mountains and forests decades ago, the vast majority of the lower classes didn't know what was public or private? What was civilized or barbaric? They simply didn't have the concept! Only by relying on the instinct of beasts in desperate situations did they lunge forward, thus opening this fifteen or sixteen years of time with them as the absolute protagonists.

Zhao Jiu always calls them beasts, which is probably what he means... This isn't belittling, but rather an excellent summarization from a condescending transmigrator. And the Song people, and even the Liao people, didn't realize what they were facing, and stubbornly used the previous way of thinking to deal with these beasts of the law of the jungle, which is why they have come to this end.

Of course, from the time when Wanyan Aguda raised troops against the Liao Dynasty in the third year of Tianqing, until today in the second year of Jianyan, it has been fifteen years, and the Jin people are also rapidly being immersed in Liao and Song civilization, which is why they have become this ghostly appearance now. And in the past fifteen years, there have always been sensitive people who have gradually realized the internal logic of the Jin people's actions... Although they may not be able to say it so thoroughly, because not everyone has the ability of Lü Haowen to write books and establish theories, they can still keep it in their hearts.

Under the dazzling sunlight, in the backyard of the mansion where Zhang Jun lived, which was probably the most luxurious in the entire city, Grand Commandant Zhang, fully armed, personally picked up an exquisite gold filigree flower hairpin from a box, but saw bloodstains faintly visible in the gaps of the flower hairpin, and was stunned for a moment, speechless for a long time.

"Old Zhang, why bother?" Zhao Qiu said with a smile when he saw this. "Didn't you strongly demand gold and silver, and in order to collect enough gold, you sent this kind of good thing to you as gold goods... You've made a big profit!"

"Not only that." The county magistrate who had just been promoted to Adjutant, said to be called Shi Wenbin, quickly spoke. "Grand Commandant Zhang, please look at these two boxes... These are treasures specially given to you by the Fourth Prince, all of which are first-class gold, stone, antiques, and even have records of their origins in the documents. I specifically looked at them, and they should be treasures accumulated by Zhao Mingcheng, the Prefect of Zizhou, and his wife. They had to abandon the entire cart on the road, but it benefited Grand Commandant Zhang!"

Zhang Jun turned around and looked at the two boxes behind him. Sure enough, he saw detailed books, explaining the origins of various gold, stone, cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings, and with the signatures of Zhao Mingcheng and his world-famous wife, Layman Yi'an. The reputation of this couple is naturally needless to say, and Grand Commandant Zhang finally sighed:

"Thank you both, and let the Fourth Prince worry! I will now summon the military officers in the city and explain the opening of the city tomorrow in front of you two!"

The two were naturally overjoyed, and as soon as these words came out, one person sitting on the steps next to him sighed while looking up... This person was none other than Zhao Ding Zhao Yuanzhen, the former Palace Censor who couldn't even find a new official uniform and was still wearing a green robe, now the Prefect of Shouzhou.

Hearing this sigh, Zhang Jun hadn't spoken yet, but Shi Wenbin felt sympathetic and couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade him across two armored soldiers, but Zhao Ding had already lost heart and didn't want to pay attention at all.

And Zhao Qiu saw this shape, his heart also moved, but he pulled Zhang Jun aside and asked in a low voice: "Old Zhang, how do you plan to deal with this person?"

"A good gathering and a good parting, send him across the river in a boat tomorrow." Zhang Jun replied frankly, but frowned and asked, "What does Old Zhao mean?"

"It's better to kill him today when you summon the military generals." Zhao Qiu advised. "That way, I can take him out today, and there will be a statement!"

Zhang Jun was stunned for a moment, looked back at Shi Wenbin and Zhao Ding, and then looked at Zhao Qiu in front of him, and suddenly nodded: "Since that's what Old Zhao means, then let's see some blood today!"

Zhao Qiu was overjoyed, while Shi Wenbin and Zhao Ding were still unaware.

In this way, not to mention what thoughts the two Han Chinese civil and military officials had, since Zhang Jun agreed here, he didn't hesitate anymore. He first asked his confidant general Tian Shizhong to summon all the hundred-man commanders and above, except for the city wall guards, to meet in the front yard of his mansion; then he asked another confidant general, Liu Bao, to personally ascend the city wall and hold the city wall guards to prevent a Jin army raid; then he urged the cooks and maids to prepare a banquet!

He was busy for half a day, and when everything was ready, the noise in the front yard was clearly audible. Zhang Jun personally ordered hundreds of guards to put on armor and hold weapons, and stand on all sides of the front yard. Finally, he took the people in the backyard to the front yard.

It is said that the soldiers in the front yard were noisy and talked endlessly. Seeing that Zhang Jun's guards held the gate and controlled the courtyard, some people were happy and some were worried, but most people were relieved and sighed... Obviously, envoys had been coming and going constantly these days, and today's posture was like this, so everyone had already guessed something.

However, firstly, Zhang Jun's direct subordinates had always obeyed Grand Commandant Zhang; secondly, the local civilians and the defeated soldiers from Jingdong were a mess; thirdly, Zhao Ding was controlled early; fourthly, the situation was indeed difficult, and the state of the isolated city of Xiacai was there, and many people also had grievances in their hearts... Therefore, many people had the intention of letting it go.

And back to the present, Zhang Jun came out fully armed. After all, he was a Grand Commandant who had been trained. Just sitting on the main seat without saying a word, the courtyard gradually quieted down, and then they each sat down in the courtyard according to their official rank, seniority, and relationship.

After a while, maids and servants like butterflies carrying wine and dishes were served, but Grand Commandant Zhang still didn't speak. Only after Tian Shizhong personally served a plate of steaming duck did he directly start to gnaw on the duck, which made everyone else gradually unable to hold back.

"If you want to kill me today, then kill me, I will never surrender!" Zhao Ding, who was arranged behind the table parallel to Zhang Jun, was the first to be unable to bear it, and then shouted loudly. "Don't think that everyone is as shameless as you Zhang Jun! The Emperor is really blind, and even personally crossed the river to see you on New Year's Eve!"

After scolding, Zhao Yuanzhen wanted to continue his impassioned speech, but unexpectedly, sorrow came from his heart, and he couldn't stop crying for a while, and it was difficult to speak. He didn't know if he was thinking of his wife and children who were still settled in Huainan.

Zhang Jun turned his head and glanced at the other party, and then scanned the hundreds of officers in the silent courtyard, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Everyone is a clear-headed person, let me ask you, if I, Zhang Jun, surrender today, how many people are as unhappy as Prefect Zhao?"

Zhao Qiu and Shi Wenbin, who were sitting on the left hand side, breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not unhappy either." From somewhere in the seat, someone really dared to interrupt. "I just heard what the Prefect said, and wanted to ask Grand Commandant, what's the matter with the Emperor personally crossing the river to see you on New Year's Eve? I've been guarding the south water gate watchtower on New Year's Eve, and only saw Yang Dalang come once..."

"It's nothing, it's just that time you met Li Laosan. The Emperor asked Yang Dalang to lead him over from the other side, said a few words to me, and sent Liu Guangshi's head to encourage me to guard the city. After saying that, he left..." Zhang Jun said bluntly.

Hearing this, not to mention that the courtyard became lively, even Shi Wenbin and Zhao Qiu were stunned.

After a long time, after Zhang Jun finished gnawing on a duck leg recklessly, the sound gradually subsided, and then the same person from the corner spoke loudly again: "If that's the case, I have a question!"

"Speak!" Zhang Jun threw away the duck leg bone, his hands full of oil, and stopped there.

"If the Zhao Emperor came in person that night, wouldn't all the bird notices shot in by the Jin people be fake?"

"That's natural."

"Where is the head of that thief Liu Guangshi?"

Zhang Jun didn't answer, but turned his head and signaled to Tian Shizhong behind him. Tian Shizhong didn't speak, and directly picked up a food box from his feet and dumped it in the middle of the courtyard. Sure enough, a lifelike head fell to the ground with the ice cubes, and Tian Shizhong picked it up again and threw it directly to the nearest officer. The officer looked at it in his arms, and then passed it to the person beside him.

The noise rose again, and then gradually subsided, and then Li Laosan kept chattering:

"In that case, Grand Commandant, if you surrender to the Jin people and offer the city today, wouldn't you be selling the Emperor on the other side directly to the Jin people?"

"Not necessarily, the Emperor will naturally leave when he sees the movement in the city." Zhang Jun didn't take it seriously. "If it really doesn't work, we'll discuss it today and send someone to tell Henan..."

"If that's the case, I have a statement."

"Tell me."

"That night, I led the way on the shore. Because of Liu Guangshi's business, I scolded him all the way, and the Zhao Emperor didn't say he would cut off my head. If I surrender like this, I can't get over it in my heart. Can you let me go when I send the message? I won't come back when I go. You, Zhang Grand Commandant, can make your fortune, and I'll be my assassin... What do you think?"

Zhao Qiu couldn't help but winked at Zhang Jun, and Zhang Jun sighed helplessly: "Lao San, if you say that, I can't bear to let you go!"

ps: Today, Little Jiu has a cold and has been tossing all day... I wanted to save the manuscript today... Damn it.