Sure enough, in the middle of the court meeting, Qin Hui stood up. He held the joint letter and read the contents loudly. His voice echoed in the hall, and every word struck the hearts of the ministers like a heavy hammer. Zhao Yingluo listened to Qin Hui's reading quietly without any emotion on her face. When Qin Hui finished reading the last word, she slowly took the letter and glanced at the name on it. Then she raised her head and scanned the faces of the ministers with sharp eyes. "Since we were forced to go south by the Jin Kingdom," Zhao Yingluo's voice sounded clear and firm in the hall, "we can overcome all kinds of difficulties and return to Kaifeng. The matter of returning to Kaifeng is not negotiable! If anyone else is unwilling to return You can resign in Kaifeng." Although her voice was not high, it conveyed an unquestionable majesty. The ministers looked at each other in shock after hearing her words, not knowing what to do. They knew that Zhao Yingluo was determined that any objection would only arouse her resentment. Qin Hui couldn't help but panic when he saw Zhao Yingluo being so tough. But he was a wily and calculating person after all, and he soon stabilized his position. He said loudly: "If the courtiers are forced to resign, who will assist the officials? Does Her Royal Highness want to monopolize power?" Zhao Yingluo looked at Qin Hui with a sneer and said: "There are many people who want to be courtiers. If you resign, you will give up your position to those who are the pillars of the country. I have the important task of supervising the country and must think about the Song Dynasty. Only by returning Kaifeng can I be able to regain the country in the future." Laying the foundation for the homeland of Hebei."
Her voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word shot into Qin Hui's heart like a sharp arrow. Qin Hui's face became more and more ugly after listening to her words but he could not refute. After the court meeting, Zhao Yingluo left the hall with the young emperor Zhao Min. The ministers were left talking in the hall. Zhao Yingluo's decision in the court was like a huge stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples. Soon, Zhao Yingluo issued an edict to promote Zhu Shengfei and Lu Yihao who were unemployed at home. This decision once again caused shock in the court. Zhao Yingluo's move undoubtedly sent a clear signal to the outside world: she would use her own people to implement her own policies. At the same time, Qin Hui's status has also undergone subtle changes. He was demoted to the right prime minister. Although he was still an important minister in the court, his power and influence were greatly reduced. Lu Yihao returned to the post of left prime minister, and Zhu Shengfei served as the third envoy. The two became important assistants to Zhao Yingluo in implementing the policy of returning the capital. Under Zhao Yingluo's instruction, Lu Yihao and Zhu Shengfei began to intensively prepare for the return of the capital to Kaifeng. They had to complete the important task of returning the capital to Kaifeng in just three months. This was undoubtedly a huge test of their ability and courage. Zhu Shengfei and Lu Yihao came out and knelt on the ground: "Thank you for the promotion, Princess. I will do my best to live up to my trust." In the following days, Lin'an City became busy inside and outside. Vehicles, people, horses, supplies... everything is being prepared in an orderly manner. Zhao Yingluo, along with the young emperor Zhao Min and other important courtiers and members of the royal family, will embark on the journey back to Kaifeng in a month. In the early morning of this day, 100,000 people gathered outside Lin'an City in an orderly manner under the command of Wen Boyuan. The people in the city also poured into the streets, watching this mighty team slowly leave. Zhao Yingluo sat in the car and looked at the scene outside through the gap in the curtains. She couldn't help but be filled with emotion. In just six months, the Song Dynasty was completely under her control. The little emperor Zhao Min also looked at the scene outside the window curiously, his eyes shining with excitement. For him, he didn't know what it meant to still be unopened, but he knew that with his mother by his side, he didn't have to be afraid of anything.
Zhao Gou's mood was very complicated. He didn't want to go back to Kaifeng together, but he couldn't bear Pan Xianfei's persuasion and had to take it as he pleased. Concubine Pan Xian looked at Zhao Gou and comforted softly: "Guan family, Kaifeng is the real capital. We must go back." Zhao Gou nodded helplessly. In Kaifeng in October, the autumn air is crisp, the winter wheat has broken through the ground, and the green fields are full of life. In Kaifeng City, it is even more lively, with lights and colors everywhere, as if celebrating the New Year. All this is to welcome one person - Princess Zhao Yingluo of the Song Dynasty. Zhao Ji was extremely happy after learning that Zhao Yingluo was about to arrive in Kaifeng. "My son, you are finally coming back." Zhao Ji murmured to himself, with a smile on his face. He seemed to have seen the scene of Zhao Yingluo's triumphant return, and his heart was full of expectations. At the same time, the people in Kaifeng City were even more excited. They witnessed with their own eyes the tragic scene when the Jin army captured Kaifeng City three years ago, and also experienced the arduous journey of Zhao Yingluo leading the army and people of the Song Dynasty to regain their strength. Now, Her Royal Highness the Princess is about to return, how can they not be happy?
Therefore, from the moment they learned the news, the people of Kaifeng City began to get busy. They organized themselves spontaneously, cleaning the streets, hanging colorful flags, and preparing for the welcoming ceremony... The entire city of Kaifeng seemed to have turned into a huge stage, and everyone was contributing their own strength to this grand welcoming ceremony. Finally, amid much anticipation, Zhao Yingluo's car slowly drove into Kaifeng City. Looking from a distance, I saw flags waving, drums and music blaring, and a hundred thousand people and horses, winding like a long dragon. The people cheered and cheered, waving colorful flags and bouquets of flowers in their hands, and shouted slogans such as "Long live the official family! Thousand live years for Her Royal Highness the Princess!" The sound was loud and loud. Zhao Yingluo was sitting in the car, looking at the scene outside through the gap in the curtains. Her heart was filled with excitement and pride. She knew that all this was obtained with the blood and sweat of her and the soldiers. The shame of the Jin Army three years ago is still before our eyes, but today the Song Dynasty has taken on a completely new look. As the car drove forward slowly, people along the way knelt down and saluted, their eyes full of respect and gratitude. When the car arrived at the palace, Zhao Ji had already led the civil and military officials to wait for a long time. When they saw Zhao Yingluo returning safely, they were so excited that tears filled their eyes. "My son, you are finally back!" Zhao Yingluo's face was full of joy, "Daddy is worried. My son is back safely." Zhao Gou felt a little ashamed when he saw his father. He said that he was not feeling well and went back to the palace first. After the little emperor Zhao Min saw Zhao Ji, he had no life at all and allowed Zhao Ji to hold him in his arms and get close to him. After everything was settled, a grand celebration was held in Kaifeng City in the evening. The firelight illuminated half of the sky, the music of drums and cheers echoed through the sky. This scene was even more lively than the Chinese New Year. Zhao Yingluo stood on the tower, looked at the jubilant crowd below, and turned her attention to the north. The Song Dynasty should be stronger! Sooner or later, the sixteen states of Yanyun will return to the hands of the Song Dynasty. At the same time, the Kingdom of Jin also received the results of the internal war in the Song Dynasty.