So he turned around and followed him, leaving dozens of loyal men behind to form a wall to block the Jin soldiers.

The fishing boat slowly sailed away. Zhao Ji stood on the bow and looked at the dozens of men who stayed behind, falling into a pool of blood one by one and being shot into hedgehogs by the Jin Kingdom's archers!

When Zhao Ji saw it, he couldn't help but sigh: "This is a strong man!"

"When I return to Kaifeng, I will definitely build a monument for these heroes so that future generations can praise their great achievements!"

Song Jiang hurriedly responded and at the same time squeezed out a few crocodile tears from the corners of his eyes very hard.

Soon, the fishing boat was riding the wind southward.

After Zhao Ji got acquainted with everyone, he listened to Song Jiang and others describe the current situation of the entire Song Dynasty.

To be honest, even when Zhao Ji was the emperor, he was never as concerned about his country as he is now.

Especially after listening to Song Jiang's various embellished descriptions, I immediately reached out and slapped the table hard!

"Asshole!"

"Wu Zhi, a thief who has killed a thousand swords! How can he turn my country into such a mess!"

Songjiang also rolls along the slope.

The more Zhao Ji scolds Wu Zhi, the happier he will be!

At the same time, Wu Zhi was scolded in various ways. At the same time, Song Jiang also weaved one crime after another about everything that the small court in Hangzhou had experienced, and pinned them all on Wu Zhi's head.

Zhao Ji gritted his teeth after hearing this!

"Wu Zhi, the traitor, deserves to die!"

"Wu Zhi, this thief who kills with a thousand swords!"

"He has brought disaster to the country and the people, and he deserves to die!"

Zhao Ji scolded him and finally felt better.

Just scolding him, Zhao Ji, who had suffered so much in the so-called City of Ten Thousand Kingdoms, suddenly raised his head at this moment, looked at Chai Jin on his left, and asked him.

"Chai Aiqing, the Song Dynasty is now in a dire straits."

"I was killed by a traitor and returned home after many days. My two sons divided the north and the south. Where do you think I should go?"

Hey, here comes the pressing question!

Before Zhao Ji raised this issue, Song and Jiang had already communicated with each other.

No need to think about it, I will definitely go back to Nanjing!

Although there is Taishi Cai Jing and Taiwei Gao Qiu in Nanjing.

But compared to the small court in Hangzhou, their political power was relatively stable.

The officials were all subordinates of Cai Jing and Gao Qiu.

Although these officials have done harm to the people, their practical ability is not very good.

But compared to Zhao Xu, who kills innocent people indiscriminately and is so weird and perverted, that is much better.

The most important thing is that Song Jiang has already arranged for the Jade Unicorn Lu Junyi and the prodigal Yan Qing to lead an army of 200,000 people to cross the river and go north.

Now, they already have the ability to compete with Cai Jing and Gao Qiu!

As for the small imperial court in Hangzhou, let it rot!

When the mess is almost gone, they will come back to clean it up!

After Zhao Ji listened to what Song Jiang and the other three said, he stretched out his hand and put it down gently on the table.

He smiled, his smile was extremely bright.

It was as if the life of rich clothing and fine food in the past had returned; those beauties with graceful postures had once again returned to his side.

He said: "Very good!"

"In that case, let's go back to Nanjing immediately, Yang Fan!"

At the same time, on the banks of the Qiantang River, in the Mingyu Tower.

"boom!"

The door was suddenly kicked open by a delicate little foot.

"Wu Zhi, you bastard!"

The palace lord of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Fuzhen, rushed in with a scolding voice!

Wu Zhi, who was sitting on the couch leisurely drinking tea, was thrown into his arms by Zhao Fuxian.

Of course, Zhao Fushi didn't come here to act coquettishly.

She came here covered in travel, and she didn't even change out of her Taoist robe. Her soft body still carried the smell of sandalwood used in Taoist temples.

However, Zhao Fuxi didn't have the restraint of a female monk at this time. She was like a child, baring her teeth and claws at Wu Zhi.
Chapter completed!