Southern Song Dynasty, the plane of Song Gaozong.
Yue Fei looked at the scene of the revolutionary army's Northern Expedition, and the corners of his eyes gradually became moist.
The mountains and rivers have fallen, the country is in pieces, and the people are in dire straits. The scene on the light screen is so similar to the moment I am in!
The only difference is that Yue Fei did not have a court that fully supported his Northern Expedition.
"Commander-in-Chief, this time the officials summon me back to Beijing, I'm afraid things won't be that simple."
Yue Yun stood behind Yue Fei with a worried look and said slowly:
"In my opinion, I will be outside, and I will not accept your orders."
"Now that our army has just won a great victory and it is time to pursue the victory, how can our father leave?"
"We should be like the Northern Expeditionary Army, swearing to the Northern Expedition and never defeating the enemy...."
"shut up!"
Yue Fei immediately stopped his son's words,"Eating the emperor's salary is the only thing to be loyal to the emperor."
"The officials have issued thirteen tokens in a row, urging me to wait. We can’t delay it any longer."
"But Marshal, the people of the Song Dynasty in the north have been waiting for Master Wang for ten years. How much longer can they wait?"
Yang Zaixing also advised Yue Fei on the side, hoping that Yue Fei would change his mind and continue the Northern Expedition. Yue Fei's expression became complicated, and his eyes were full of sadness.
Doesn't he know that the people in the north are eagerly waiting for him?
No one knows better than him the loss of mountains and rivers. It’s painful, his hometown has been occupied for ten years!!
But what can he do if he doesn’t return to the court?
The government does not support the Northern Expedition, which means that the 100,000-strong army will have no food and no food. Even if his Yue family’s army can fight again, In the end, he will starve to death.
Only by going back and explaining to the officials in person can he ask the court for food and grass, continue the Northern Expedition, and restore the old mountains and rivers.
"Don't say any more, I have made up my mind and will come back tomorrow..."
Just when Yue Fei was about to say the words"return to the teacher", a multiple-choice question appeared again on the light screen.
【Please choose, which of the following parties do you think can truly save China?】
【A Republican Party】
【B?Fine Gael】
【C?Republic of China Party】
【D?Red Party]
A selection panel then appeared in front of Yue Fei.
Regarding the four choices in front of him, Yue Fei had only heard of the Red Party, and he had a good impression of the Red Party.
This is a patriotic, passionate and energetic political party, and it is precisely because of their efforts that they can ensure the smooth progress of the Northern Expedition.
After a short period of thinking, Yue Fei did not hesitate anymore and decisively chose D.
【Congratulations on your correct choice. You will be rewarded with 100,000 tons of rice. Please choose a location to receive the reward. ]
Yue Fei's pupils dilated slightly, and he actually rewarded himself with rice.
If there really was a lot of food and grass, then he might not need to return to Lin'an City.
Without any pause, Yue Fei directly chose to receive the reward on the spot.
Then, a white rice mountain appeared, shocking Yue Yun, Yang Zaixing and other generals.
Yue Fei, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows slightly and saw rice falling from the sky. This must be an instruction from the immortal to support him in continuing the Northern Expedition.
If that's the case, why go back to the teacher?
"Yang Zaixing!"
Yang Zaixing was stunned for a moment, looking at the vigorous Yue Fei, and then he was ecstatic and roared loudly:
"The end will be here!"
"I order you to be the vanguard and continue to go north. This time, you will never return to the division unless you recapture Bianliang!"
"The general takes command!!!"...
Late Qing Dynasty, Daoguang plane.
Lin Zexu, who had white hair and beard, was walking on the march, looking at the overwhelming Northern Expeditionary Army in mid-air.
The originally worried face suddenly showed a smile,"There is hope for China!".......
Ming Dynasty, Ming Renzong plane.
The fat man sat high on the dragon chair and looked into the air with difficulty.
The physical pain made him unable to sleep or eat well, but when he saw that the Northern Expeditionary Army, which represented the hope of China, was winning step by step.
This kind of spiritual satisfaction made him insist on watching this video.
"Mr. Yang, do you think the Northern Expedition can succeed?"
There is only one Mr. Yang in the mouth of the fat emperor, and that is Yang Shiqi.
Although there are many people named Yang around him, the only one who can be called so is Yang Shiqi.
Hearing this, Yang Shiqi bowed and replied:
"Your Majesty, the Northern Expedition will definitely succeed."
"The revolutionary armies are all new armies, and their morale is strong. Together with the help of the Red Party members, they have boosted their morale along the way."
"At the same time, they constantly promote the purpose of the revolutionary army to revive China's patriotic feelings, which is very easy to resonate."
"Patriots all over the country will join them, and their power will grow bigger and bigger like a snowball."
"The warlords aided the tyranny, showed no concern for the people, and had no support from the people. There was no way they could be the opponents of the Northern Expeditionary Army."
"Yes, popular sentiment!"
The big fat man nodded in agreement,"What I care about is the public opinion."
"What is public support? What the people want is what the people want"
"The life of the people is not easy, and the court cannot exploit them. It must find a way to keep them fed. This is what the people want."
"It's a pity that many people don't understand this truth, and they can only be abandoned by the people in the end!"
"My Holy Emperor!"
When Yang Shiqi, Yang Rong, Yang Pu and others heard what the fat man said, they all saluted Zhu Gaochi to show their respect. What more could I ask for from such a virtuous king?......Dividing line......
The new book is about to set sail. I beg for flowers, reviews, and some help from you all!
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