The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 124 What? The Jin Dynasty is destroyed
"Dongmei, how are the craftsmen in Zhongdu City being recruited?"

No matter how shameless Shen Yuanliang was, facing Dongmei's clear and innocent eyes, he had to change the subject. He deliberately coughed twice and asked calmly.

In addition to gold, silver and rare medicinal materials, the biggest gain of this trip was the various craftsmen, especially experienced artisans.

"Master, there are nearly 20,000 craftsmen in Zhongdu City, including 10,000 blacksmiths, and many carpenters, bricklayers, stonemasons, painters, etc."

"After a period of friendly negotiations, all the craftsmen were willing to leave with us and head to the Liaodong Peninsula."

Dongmei clenched her tender white fists, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said solemnly, but the crackling sound showed that things were not as simple as they seemed.

In order to encourage all the craftsmen to relocate with their families, Dongmei used both the stick in one hand and the carrot in the other, and she was very skilled in doing so.

"Ah That's good!"

Only by using drastic measures can one show a kind heart. As long as he can achieve his goal, Shen Yuanliang doesn't care what means he uses.

The Liaodong Peninsula is currently in a state of disrepair and has little cultural heritage. Even experienced craftsmen have to be "plundered" by Shen Yuanliang himself. This is not the time to consider propriety, morality, integrity and shame.

"Brother Yuanliang, what are we going to do with the more than 100,000 palace maids and servants? Are we going to take them all back?"

As if she remembered something, Huang Rong frowned and asked.

After the Jin Dynasty moved its capital to Zhongdu, the upper class nobles indulged in pleasure and became obsessed with the world of pleasure. The number of maids and servants in their homes increased rapidly, and there were 40,000 beautiful palace maids in the imperial palace alone.

"They are all poor people, take them all back!"

"Aren't there many soldiers in the army who are still unmarried? It's just right to pair them up and have the best of both worlds."

Shen Yuanliang had thought about this matter a long time ago. If he wanted others to die for him, he had to take all aspects into consideration, including getting married, having children, and sending the children to school.

Marrying 100,000 beautiful palace maids and servants to the soldiers under his command can not only gain their loyalty, but also increase the population.

……

Lin'an.

"The Jin Dynasty fell? Did you know that?"

Inside the Taibai Restaurant, a rough man wearing a straw hat and looking dusty looked around and spoke mysteriously.

As a well-traveled escort, he went through wind and rain, often traveling between the Song Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty. When Zhongdu City was conquered by Shen Yuanliang, he happened to be in the city.

Thinking of the 3,000 Iron Guards who were as swift as the wind and as aggressive as fire, the rough man swallowed hard, with a trace of barely perceptible fear in his eyes.

Not to mention the armor that is impenetrable to swords and spears and the armor worn by both men and horses, everyone is a master of martial arts above the fifth rank, that is, a congenital master.

Innate masters. The five greatest masters in the world in the past were just innate masters. Shen Yuanliang actually used innate masters as soldiers. This was too bullying.

"What? The Jin Dynasty was destroyed?"

A cry of surprise came from the middle-aged man opposite and resounded throughout the inn. After hearing the news, everyone's eyes widened with disbelief.

Back then, the Jin Kingdom was unstoppable and conquered the Song Dynasty's capital, Tokyo Bianliang, and abducted the two emperors Huizong and Qinzong, which directly led to the demise of the Northern Song Dynasty. This event is known in history as the "Jingkang Shame."

More than a hundred years passed, and the Southern Song Dynasty court and the Jin Dynasty confronted each other from north to south, and the attitude of the common people towards the Jin Dynasty was very complicated.

On the one hand, he hated the brutality of the Jin Dynasty, which had seized half of the Han people's territory. On the other hand, he was afraid of it like a tiger. He trembled and his legs became weak when he heard the word "Jin Dynasty". "It's true. I saw it with my own eyes."

"For three whole days, the Iron Guards slaughtered all the Jin officials, from the emperor to the civil and military officials. The endless wailing continued for three days, and the moat was blocked."

Seeing everyone looking at him, the rough man stood up, cupped his hands, and spoke in a firm tone.

"He is Zheng, the head of the Dajiang Escort Agency. He never lies. It seems that the Jin Dynasty has really perished."

"May I ask, Chief Zheng, which hero did such a great deed? We should publicize him and let the whole Song Dynasty know his reputation."

On the corridor on the second floor, a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties, dressed in black, holding a long sword, with a scholarly air, stroked his gray beard and spoke solemnly.

He is Xin Qiji, who participated in Geng Jing's uprising ten years ago, captured and killed the traitor Zhang Anguo, and finally returned to the Southern Song Dynasty and presented "Ten Essays on Beautiful Plans" and "Nine Discussions".

He originally wanted to use the Southern Song court to recover his lost hometown and drive out the Jin people, but he did not expect that ten years later, Xin Qiji was still serving as a governor in the southeast.

Seeing that the Northern Expedition was hopeless, the middle-aged Xin Qiji came out to relax. Suddenly he heard that the Jin Dynasty had perished. At this moment, he just wanted to get drunk and then sleep until dawn.

"His name is Shen Yuanliang, also known as General Shen. He came across the sea half a month ago, landed at Zhigu Village, and headed straight for Zhongdu City."

"Faced with 100,000 elite defenders in the city, he single-handedly knocked down a city wall a hundred feet wide with one punch. He was like a god descending from heaven, and it was impossible to look directly at him."

Turning to face north, the rough man, Zheng Biaotou, clasped his hands together, his eyes revealed an unprecedented reverence, and said in a very serious tone.

The entire Taibai Restaurant was silent at this moment, with only Zheng Biaotou talking incessantly about Shen Yuanliang's glorious deeds. His vivid descriptions made people feel as if they were there, as if they had witnessed the feat of shattering a city with a single punch.

"Shen Yuanliang, what a hero!"

On the roof, Huang Yaoshi, a tall and thin man in a green shirt, listened attentively, a hint of surprise flashing across his deep eyes from time to time.

Huang Yaoshi, who was called the East Evil and hated dogma and was perverse, had to give a thumbs up and praise Shen Yuanliang for a job well done. His depressed mood for many days was also relieved a little.

After a cup of tea, Huang Yaoshi suppressed his shock, turned his head and looked at the slovenly Northern Beggar Hong Qigong who was gnawing on a chicken butt, and said, "Old beggar, have you found Rong'er?"

In order to find Huang Rong who ran away from home, Huang Yaoshi searched all over the country, and finally asked for help from Hong Qigong and the help of the Beggars' Sect, because the world is full of beggars!
Throughout the Southern Song Dynasty, there were millions of Beggars’ Gang disciples, and these were the registered ones. There were even more unregistered beggars. This was the Southern Song Dynasty!

Relying on its number of people, the Beggars' Sect became the largest gang in the world, with influence spread all over the country and the most well-informed.

"Huang Lao Xie, your daughter is very powerful now."

"Shen Yuanliang attacked Zhongdu City, and Rong'er also participated in it. She was very impressive and killed 'Ghost Gate Dragon King' Sha Tongtian and 'Thousand-Handed Man-Slayer' Peng Lianhu with one palm strike."

Picking up the wine gourd, he took a big gulp of apricot blossom wine, wiped his greasy hands casually on his body, and said meaningfully.

At a young age, Huang Rong, who is only sixteen or seventeen years old, has extraordinary martial arts skills. Now she is probably a master in the realm of martial arts grandmaster, on par with Huang Lao Xie.

Hong Qigong stroked his gray beard, crossed his legs, and his eyes rolled around. I really wanted to see the father and daughter fighting each other. That scene must be very interesting.

"Impossible! Are you talking about Rong'er?"

Huang Lao Xie exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)