Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"Oh? You're not going to use your father's life to do something like this, are you?"

Ren Yuan immediately thought of Zhao Ji.

"Your Highness is joking. No matter what, he is still my biological father. I would never do anything like that."

Zhao Huan said that was his father, and he would never do anything to his father.

"Then I'm really curious."

Ren Yuan nodded slightly, then gestured for Zhao Huan to lead the way.

"Alright, have you notified the city to surrender? When can the army enter the city?"

"Anytime is fine, Your Highness, please come with me."

Zhao Huan immediately replied, "If you want to enter the city, isn't it as simple as having legs? Come on, I'll lead the way!"

"Alright, then lead the way."

At Ren Yuan's command, Zhao Huan's guards became the vanguard of the army, with everyone following behind, moving forward slowly but in an orderly fashion.

"Zhao Huan".

As they walked, Ren Yuan suddenly called out to him.

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"You were once an emperor. Logically speaking, if you surrender to me, obtaining a dukedom wouldn't be difficult. But I just heard Shi Qian say that you only need a count's title?"

Here it comes! Zhao Huan was startled; as expected, this problem had finally arisen.

"You are now the emperor of the Zhao Song Dynasty. Even if the Zhao Song Dynasty is not a particularly good country in my opinion, you are still at least the ruler of a country. Is a count really enough?"

"Your Highness, that's enough!"

Zhao Huan stopped and bowed deeply to Ren Yuan with great sincerity.

"If it weren't for the prince's advice back then, Zhao Huan might have been a corpse outside Bianjing City by now. How could he have had the opportunity to surrender as a king? All of this was given by the prince, and Zhao Huan dared not take credit for it! A count's title and some fertile land are enough!"

"You won't blame me for destroying the Song Dynasty?"

Ren Yuan looked at this unfortunate man from history and felt quite emotional.

"To be honest, Your Highness, ever since you told me that my father might pass the throne to me when the country falls, thus avoiding becoming a king who has lost his country, I've been dreaming about these things lately."

When Zhao Huan heard Ren Yuan ask this question, he gave a wry smile and struggled for a while before finally speaking.

"Oh? What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. What did you dream about?"

Ren Yuan raised an eyebrow. Goodness, I was just saying that, and you actually made it all up?

“I dreamed of many things. I dreamed of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. I dreamed of Bianjing, a city in ruins after the war. I dreamed of the Zhao Song imperial family being humiliated by the enemy in various ways.”

When Zhao Huan said these things, his face showed great pain.

"In my dream, I had no power to resist, I couldn't change anything. But reality is different. The Prince's reputation for benevolence and righteousness is known throughout the world. He has reclaimed Yanyun, destroyed the Liao Kingdom and the pseudo-Lai Kingdom. Yet Dayi has never engaged in burning, killing, or looting in the conquered territories!"

"Our Song Dynasty has been established for 156 years since the founding of the nation by Emperor Taizu. We have enjoyed everything we were entitled to. What monarch in the world can live ten thousand years and a dynasty that never dies?"

“Now my Zhao Song dynasty is no longer able to support the country. Your Highness is wise and has saved the people from danger. I should give up this position and surrender to Your Highness.”

After Zhao Huan finished speaking, everyone around him fell silent.

"If the Zhao Song imperial family had produced someone like you earlier, things wouldn't have come to this."

After a long pause, Lin Chong finally spoke slowly.

"I originally thought that all the Zhao families were the same, but I didn't expect there to be one who is different."

Lu Zhishen touched his head and added.

"You two are joking. If I had ascended the throne earlier, I might not have seen things as clearly as I do today. I might have been blinded by imperial power, just like my father."

Zhao Huan shook his head with a wry smile. Who wouldn't want to be emperor? In the past few days since he became emperor, he has deeply felt how tempting this position is.

The moment he ascended to the throne, many people came to him and said that he was the emperor, that he should be supreme, and that he could command the life and death of everyone in the world!

But he knew that his throne was not secure, and that he could only sit on it by relying on external forces.

But the others didn't seem to realize the problem at all. Some even told him to kill Ren Yuan and then take over Ren Yuan's territory!

Does this...does this sound reasonable?

Zhao Huan originally thought that he could stay true to himself and that there would be no change in his position.

But a few days later he realized that he had oversimplified things; the position seemed to have a terrible magic, as if it were calling him to do something he shouldn't.

Zhao Huan felt that if he stayed in that position for too long, he might gradually lose his way. At that point, let alone surrendering, he might actually lead his army to fight Ren Yuan!

So, while he still had his senses, he decisively surrendered. Only by getting away from that position could he ensure his wealth and safety for the rest of his life.

"Zhao Huan, you are not bad."

Ren Yuan was taken aback when he heard Zhao Huan's words, and then nodded.

Indeed, the historical Zhao Huan was quite different before and after.

When he first came to power, he heavily relied on the pro-war faction. Li Gang was able to win the first Battle of Bianjing, and it can be said that Zhao Huan's support was very important at that time.

The problem was that Zhao Huan was short-lived. After taking the throne, he was quickly blinded by the words of some treacherous officials, stopped advocating war, and became indecisive and wavering.

In fact, many people in later generations have calculated that if Zhao Huan had been more determined to fight, given the strength of the Song Dynasty at that time, it might not have been unable to withstand the Jin army. Not to mention destroying the Jin, it would have been possible to at least stand on equal footing with them, and the Jingkang Incident would not have occurred.

It's a pity that the throne ultimately blinded him.

Therefore, in this life, he was able to make the right choices while he still had his brain, so Ren Yuan still has to give him a good review.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Hearing Ren Yuan praise him, Zhao Huan finally relaxed completely. After all, just a moment ago, he felt like he was facing a life-or-death situation; one wrong answer and he might lose his life.

Now that he heard Ren Yuan say that he was doing well, Zhao Huan felt that he should be able to save his life, right?

"Your Majesty, we are here."

After walking for a while, the group arrived at the city gate, where a large crowd had already gathered.

"So many people? And it looks like they're holding one up?"

Ren Yuan looked at Zhao Huan:

"Your Highness, those are all ministers of my Song Kingdom."

"Oh? What are they doing here? I think they're carrying someone too."

"It should be to welcome the prince into the city. After all, they are all from prominent families and know the weight of this achievement."

Zhao Huan shook his head and continued.

"As for the one that was lifted up, that must be my father."

"They think that kidnapping an emperor and welcoming me into the city would be a great achievement, right?"

Ren Yuan immediately understood the intricacies of the situation.

"Your Highness is wise. That's exactly it. They originally wanted to tie me up, and then..."

"No need to say more, I understand."

Ren Yuan waved his hand, then spurred his horse forward and rode straight to the crowd, his imposing presence overwhelming everyone.

"Who is coming?"

The oppressive atmosphere was so intense that many people felt they couldn't breathe for a moment. After a while, someone finally spoke up:

"Yes, Your Highness, we are all good people. We have captured the false emperor of the Song Dynasty and are here to welcome Your Highness's army into the city!"

"Oh? The false emperor, Zhao Ji, don't lower your head, I recognize you."

Ren Yuan looked at Zhao Ji, who was being held in mid-air. Although he looked miserable, he was much better off than when he was captured by the Jurchens in history.

"Ren, Ren Yuan, you, you wolf in sheep's clothing, you, you..."

Zhao Ji originally thought that after meeting Ren Yuan, he would definitely take the moral high ground and give him a good scolding, after all, if it weren't for him, he would still be the emperor of the Song Dynasty! Instead of being a prisoner!

But when he faced Ren Yuan, Zhao Ji was speechless. In front of Ren Yuan, he felt a mountain-like pressure coming at him, and it was difficult for him to even speak!

"What's wrong with me?"

Ren Yuan laughed. Over the years, he had imagined what it would be like to meet Zhao Ji, but he never expected that when they actually met, the other party would be in such a miserable state.

The current Zhao Ji and I are on completely different levels!

"Zhao Ji, you don't need to glare at me. I have no grudge against you. Your life is in the hands of Master Chai..."