Tang Style at the End of the Song Dynasty

In the late Northern Song, the two emperors Huizong and Qinzong were captured. China fell into turmoil, the Central Plains were in chaos, and the Jurchens slaughtered with abandon, mocking the Han people as cowards.

But just then, Li Si arrived in northern Shaanxi from another time. A fierce Tang spirit swept in from the northwest, then surged across the land.

"Little Ninth, little Ninth, my adorable sister. Little Ninth, little Ninth, my soft-bodied sister. Little Ninth, little Ninth, my Wanyan Ninth Sister..."

Zhao Gou flew into a rage when he heard it: "That old peasant from northern Shaanxi has gone too far!"

"Your Majesty, there's trouble! The letter begging for mercy to the Great Jin is plastered all over Lin'an..."

"What?!"

"Pengju, you say you want to serve your country loyally. Then tell me, whose country are you serving? This wretched Song and its scholar-officials, or the country of the people of Huaxia? Who grew the grain that fed you as you grew up?!"

On the banks of the Yellow River.

"Li Si is helping Grandpa Zong cross the river!"

Li Si: "The Zhao official sitting on the dragon throne in Lin'an isn't Psyduck. What the hell do I have to fear from him?!"