Storm (Yakami)

Red walls, yellow glazed tiles, and a blue-gray heavy building top the four corners of the blue sky. Dozens of carrier pigeons with a long whistle sound, hovering in the square sky, vigorous and free figures, drawing envious sight within the palace walls.

Emperor Zhao Yu of the Song Dynasty took a few entourages and walked in the imperial garden boredly. I have lived in this palace for three years, and I don't know how many days Zhao Hao has. The palace renovated from Pujia Garden covers an area of more than 600 acres, which is simply the most noble, prosperous and luxurious place in the world for Quanzhou, where every inch of land is valuable. Many people walk outside the palace walls every day, and they fantasize about being able to enter the palace walls to take a look. At a glance, it is already enough to be satisfied, enough to blow with the workers and neighbors of one shift for three years. That is the imperial city, the place where the Son of Heaven lives, the root of the Great Song Dynasty, and the hope of the revival of the Zhao family.

For Zhao Yu in the besieged city, this place is tantamount to a prison, a prison that imprisons all his aspirations and ambitions. The layers of smoke and willow are fences, brocade clothes are shackles, and the guards are jailers, so that he, the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, is like a dragon trapped in shallow water.

"If one day, I can take power, I must put Prime Minister Wen under house arrest in this palace, so that he can also taste the taste of sitting in a well and watching the sky!" Zhao Yu had thought feverishly more than once. Wen Tianxiang is not a traitor, and he has no reason to kill him. He should not be killed to chill the heroes of the world. But he was authoritarian and misguided of the country, and regarded the royal family and the entire dynasty as nothing, and this crime must be investigated. Whether he did it with good intentions or unintentionally, the authority of the royal family could not be challenged. Otherwise, all the courtiers in the world will follow his example, and this throne will be boring, and there is no difference between doing it and not doing it.

Zhao Yu, who has gradually grown into a teenager, is ambitious, he wants to be a Ming Jun like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, he wants to wash away the shame imposed on the Zhao royal family by the Mongols, he wants to restore his homeland, and even go on an expedition to the desert and seal the wolf, but the premise of realizing all these dreams is that he must knock his benefactor and protector, the prime minister of the Great Song Dynasty, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, and the governor of the capital, Wen Tianxiang, to the ground, step over his body, walk out of the forbidden palace, and accept the support and worship of the people. can't cross the hurdle of Wen Tianxiang, no matter how old he grows up, he is a child, a puppet and a wooden terrier, and all the male hegemony is like a spring dream in a winter night.

Compared with his peers, Zhao Yu has a rare wisdom and maturity. The ups and downs of drifting at sea and his broad vision of reading books from all over the world have made him a smart and calm mind. The instructor of the Broken Army left by Miao Chun helped him exercise a strong and abnormal physique. The way of being a king instilled by Lu Xiufu, Deng Guangjian and others since childhood and the reminders in the ears of individual ministers made him never forget the responsibility on his shoulders. A combination of factors made him precocious. The children of the royal family who were sent to the palace to study and play with him, as well as the eunuchs and palace maids who were four or five years older than him, stood in front of him like a bunch of little idiots, who couldn't understand what the emperor wanted most and what he wanted them to do. In this way, Zhao Hao's loneliness was deepened, and he always wanted to rush out of the palace and overlook the entire picturesque country as soon as possible.

"I am the emperor, no one can put the emperor in a cage, not even Prime Minister Wen!" Zhao Yu once told Empress Dowager Yang what was on his mind in private, but this kind woman was so frightened that she covered his mouth until she was sure that there was no one around. Then he stared at him with teary eyes and told him that the reason why the Xing Dynasty was able to have today was all thanks to Wen Tianxiang and the invincible Broken Army. As an emperor, you can't be ungrateful, let alone trust people to provoke, and you don't know the severity.

In Empress Dowager Yang's words, the word "light and heavy" was very clear. Zhao Yu understood the meaning, and he also knew what the Empress Dowager Yang was afraid of. From then on, he never mentioned these words to the Empress Dowager Yang, but with the limited power in his hands, he quietly transferred Miao Chun's guards, his martial arts teachers, out of the palace, and arranged his trusted clansmen in key positions in the inner palace.

Wen Tianxiang is very busy, and the major affairs of the military state are focused on him alone, so he doesn't have the energy to take care of these details, even if he is vigilant, he is not qualified to dictate the internal affairs of the palace. Before the action, Zhao Hao carefully thought about the worst consequences and how to deal with it. The ending was really as he expected, the Dadu Governor's Mansion, which was busy fighting a decisive battle with Dachun, had no time to care about the changes in the palace guards, and the yamen at all levels also turned a blind eye to this matter. Only Chen Biniang, the wife of Baoguo, who was in charge of public security and recruit training in various places, made some reactions, and through General Zhang Shijie, she brought those guards who were excluded from the palace into the garrison to serve as martial arts instructors for soldiers.

Zhao Hao knew that he had won a game, and on the surface, he immediately turned to forbearance. In private, through his personal eunuch Yue Qingyang, he constantly communicated with Chen Yizhong. The old prime minister Chen Yizhong was really a master of power and strategy, and soon took the opportunity of leading the sulfur ball envoy into the palace to see him, and privately told Zhao Yu that the loyal and righteous people had been preparing all these years, and as long as the time was ripe, the emperor would come forward and call out, and he could take down all the rebellious ministers and thieves.

"Long live, the ministers are looking forward to this day, like a snowy night looking forward to salary, a long drought looking forward to rain!" Chen Yizhong's tearful appearance still appears in front of Zhao Hao's eyes. After a few years of hard work, the former old prime minister was so haggard that he couldn't figure it out, his gray hair could no longer be tied into a bunch, and dark brown spots also crawled all over the back of his hands and face, covering the signs of life day by day.

"I am young and lonely, and I have been wronged all these years." Zhao Yu remembered that his wording that day was very appropriate, which not only showed the emperor's love for his courtiers, but also kept a distance between them.

"I remember that I know loyalty, treachery, good and evil in my heart, but I am not yet at the age of pro-government, so I should not interfere too much in the affairs of the minister. Qing and others can not forget the emperor's grace in the poor road, and I am not a merciless and unrighteous lord, and I will definitely let your name and deeds be seen in history. When Chen Yizhong reported which people in the government and the opposition would definitely support the emperor's pro-government, Zhao Yu replied.

He didn't promise impossible returns, and the knowledge he learned in the books told him that that would only make the courtiers with the heart of the dragon think that the emperor was too naïve. The sentence "will definitely let your name and surname appear in history" is enough for Chen Yi and others. The former Tang Dynasty has been in the country for more than 400 years, and the name can be recorded in the annals of history, and less than 100 of them have been passed down independently, and more than half of them are still heroes who fought with Gaozu. What kind of glory did the remaining half have, those who have a heart will definitely go to the history books to find out.

Zhao Yu didn't write any "clothes and ribbon edicts" to Chen Yizhong. Wen Tianxiang only provided protection for the palace and did not attempt to monitor it. If Zhao Yu wants, he can directly write a holy decree and hand it to Chen Yizhong, who can easily take it out of the palace. But the two of them tacitly omitted this trouble. In the absence of certainty, having one more piece of evidence will only increase the risk of being discovered. It's better to tacitly understand each other, and after the matter is revealed, it is better to deny it.

"The ministers will be crushed to pieces to repay the emperor's kindness!" When Chen Yizhong left, his farewell words had a bit of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold". Zhao Hao can also understand the determination here, no matter how loyal the old ministers are to the royal family, how the people hope that they will be in power to save them from the disaster of the collusion of corrupt officials and profiteers, most of the generals in the army are on Wen Tianxiang's side. Without the support of the military, or if the military cannot be kept out of this power struggle, pro-government will always be the wishful thinking of a few old men and a half-grown child.

The matter of co-opting the generals went extremely poorly, and the generals who held military power almost ignored Chen Yizhong's hints. The garrison in charge of public security in Quanzhou and elsewhere was either under the command of Mrs. Xu, or veterans of the Broken Army who had retired due to disability, and they enjoyed preferential treatment and personal respect that had never been seen in history during the years of the Governor's rule. Therefore, the banquet of Chen Yizhong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, in the name of chanting poetry and enjoying the scenery, was almost not attended by martial artists. Only on the day when the news of Zou Fengshu's defeat of the Dachun army on the front line of Yanshan came, the Zhujie conference held by Zhuo Ke, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, invited more than a dozen garrison generals, and as a result, the Zhujie conference that had the intention of attracting military generals became a personal celebration of merit and virtue for Wen Tianxiang. Without the effective reform of the Metropolitan Governor's Office in the areas of armament, government affairs, commerce, and agriculture, the Great Song Dynasty would not have had the power to fight back against the Northern Yuan. The atmosphere of the reception was so warm that the civil officials who had deliberately arranged for Zhuo Ke to interact with the generals also forgot their own tasks and admired the benefits of the new policy with others.

This is not the most painful thing for Zhao Hao, the saddest thing for him happened three days ago. General Zhang Shijie, who was once considered by Chen Yizhong to definitely support the emperor's pro-government, and held the right to transfer half of the troops and horses in Quanzhou City, personally entered the palace to express his position, saying that he swore loyalty to the Great Song Dynasty. However, Zhang Shijie also told Zhao Yu very directly that although the Great Song Dynasty had defeated the Northern Yuan on the battlefield one after another in recent years and recovered a large territory, the current strength of the country was still far weaker than that of the Northern Yuan. Once there is internal turmoil, I am afraid that we will repeat the mistakes of the past.

"Your Majesty, the new policy of the minister of literature is not a sentence of 'fine equipment, strong refining of soldiers, honest officials, and heavy agriculture and business' can be summarized, and the minister has studied the new policy every day for several years, and wants to study and discover its subtlety. The minister is willing to guarantee his life with his wealth, and no one is more virtuous than Wen Xiang. The minister is also willing to guarantee his life with his net worth, and the minister is in His Majesty, and there is no intention of harming each other, nor has he the heart to seize the throne! Zhang Shijie blushed and swore in front of Zhao Hao.

Zhao Yu was very angry when he thought about this scene, although he knew that with Zhang Shijie's character, he would never betray his plan and Chen Yizhong's plan to Wen Tianxiang. But he didn't expect that after experiencing the defeat of Yashan, Zhang Shijie completely lost the courage to compete with others on the battlefield.

"Wen Tianxiang has no intention of seizing the throne, do you need to say this? I naturally know that he has no intention of seizing the throne, and even if he is here, I will be safe for one day! After sending Zhang Shijie away, Zhao Yu scolded in his heart. That's why I have to take every opportunity. Otherwise, once a hundred years later, his successor will always play with me?!!! ”

Disproportionate ambition and strength made Zhao Yu extremely irritable, and his way to solve his inner irritability was very simple, which was to practice swords. The instructor left by Miao Chun back then laid a very good foundation for him in martial arts, and with a wooden sword in his hand, even a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy could hardly support more than a hundred moves under Zhao Yu's blow.

Today's mood is obviously suitable for sword practice, Zhao Yu kicked more than a dozen stones at his feet one after another, turned around, and greeted his companion with a forced smile: "Go, accompany me to the martial arts hall to learn a few tricks, in the future, when you grow up, it will be my Huo Hussar and Zhou Xiliu!" ”

"Long live, minister, brother has been unwell lately!"

"Long live, minister, my brother ate cold raw seafood yesterday!"

In an instant, there was a sound of forgiveness all around. Selected from the Zhao clans from all over Fujian, the teenagers who accompanied the emperor to read and play wept and begged with sad faces. They were all distant relatives of Zhao Yu, but they were not as bold as the countless instructors left by Miao Chun, who dared to beat the emperor down with a wooden sword. With their humble fighting skills, they can't protect themselves from being hurt even if they are only beaten and do not fight back. Half a month ago, Zhao En, the son of Zhao Shijun, the secretary of the ministry, accidentally broke two ribs, although afterwards the emperor personally went to his house to send medicine to apologize, which made Zhao Shangshu's family feel infinitely honored. But this kind of glory in exchange for ribs, the royal brothers feel that it is better to be grateful.

"What about you?" An imperceptible sneer hung between the corners of Zhao Hao's mouth, and he turned his head to a few of his close attendants.

"Slave, slave and maid are going to clean up the study for His Majesty today, and they will retire first!" The little eunuch Wang Ke turned pale and pleaded.

"Slave maid, slave maid has low skills, and she doesn't dare to sacrifice ugliness in front of Your Majesty!" The other eunuchs replied with a hunched bow.

"Isn't there anyone who wants to hold a sword for me?" Zhao Hao's eyes rolled and asked regretfully.

"Long live, the minister is willing to go with Your Majesty!" As if he couldn't stand the contempt in Zhao Hao's eyes, Zhao Hao's distant brother Zhao Shuo stood up hard.

"Slave maid, slave maid is also willing!" The little eunuch Yue Qingyang, who was serving Zhao Yu's diet and daily life, also stepped forward and said with a coquettish smile.

"Those who are willing to hold the sword will follow me, and everyone else will retreat!" Zhao Yu waved his hand, raised his head proudly like a rooster, and walked towards the martial arts hall.

The martial arts hall in the palace was built very wide, and after returning to Quanzhou from Liuqiu, in order to let the emperor have a strong physique, Wen Tianxiang specially drew drawings and designed simple and easy-to-use exercise tools such as parallel bars, horizontal bars, balance beams, and dumbbells for the emperor according to Wen Zhong's memory. The guards left behind by Miao Chun also purchased traditional utensils such as arrow targets, sandbags, and plum blossom piles for Zhao Yu according to the needs of martial arts. In the past few years, Zhao Hao, who has witnessed his brother falling into the water, has left a lot of sweat here, and at the same time, he has also mastered the most basic life-saving skills here.

The attendants and eunuchs retired one after another, and the little eunuch in charge of the martial arts hall waited for the emperor to change into tight-fitting shorts, soft-soled cloth boots, and cowhide protective gear, and then also retired with interest. Zhao Yu held the wooden sword in his hand and beckoned to the little eunuch Yue Qingyang, "Lele, you go first, let Zhao Xianghou fight outside the circle!" ”

The little eunuch Yue Qingyang agreed, found a wooden sword, and jumped into the room. Guangxin Hou Zhao Shuo took a few steps back, looked around, and stretched out his hand to cover the door of the martial arts hall. Zhao Yu pulled a sword flower, strode forward, and went straight to the middle palace; Yue Qingyang leaned back, and Zhao Hao's wooden sword deviated from it, twisting his wrist with his footsteps, and actually picked up a sword from the bottom up.

"Good!" Zhao Shuo cheered loudly next to him. The eunuch who dared to fight back at Zhao Yu regardless of his identity, this nickname Lele was the first. And this person's body is weird, obviously he has practiced martial arts since childhood.

Zhao Yu took two steps back, let go of the tip of the sword at the last moment, and then swept with his sword. The hardwood sword was brought out by his wide opening and closing moves, and it sounded as terrible as the neighing of real knives and real guns. Yue Qingyang's moves were already old, and he didn't have time to dodge anymore, so he was able to erect a sword and block Zhao Yu's blow.

The wooden sword snapped with a crisp sound, Yue Qingyang twisted his waist and turned his wrist, and the blade of the sword swiped horizontally towards Zhao Yu's neck. Zhao Yu was forced to take another step back, jumped away diagonally, and slashed Huashan with one move, and even people with swords swooped down from mid-air.

The little eunuch fought with Zhao Hao just now, knowing that his strength was weak, he didn't dare to take this move again, his body floated back a few steps like a leaf in the wind, and the wooden sword in his hand went around half a circle, stabbing Zhao Hao's waist again.

"Smack!" Zhao Yu struck the tip of the little eunuch's sword with a wooden sword, knocking out the opponent with a blow.

These rabbits rose and fell, and they played really beautifully. Zhao Shuo, who was watching the battle next to him, saw it and couldn't help but cheer loudly. After more than 30 kinds of killings on both sides, the victory and defeat were not scored. The wooden sword in Yue Qingyang's hand couldn't withstand such frequent impacts, and with a clatter, it broke into two. The little eunuch abandoned his sword, took a few steps back, and arched his hand with a smile: "Your Majesty's strength is too great, the slave's arm is numb, and he doesn't dare to fight anymore!" ”

Zhao Yu casually removed a towel from the surrounding rope railing, wiped the sweat on his face, and said: "You and I have no score today, your weird body style, was it taught by your master?" ”

"The minister's body learning is from his father-in-law, and on the night of Yashan, he has been martyred!" The little eunuch Yue Qingyang gasped for a while and replied gloomily.

"There is no shortage of loyal people in the inner palace. It's a pity that many scholars have been favored by the emperor of the Song Dynasty for so many years, and a little favor has been bought by others! Guangxin Hou Zhao Shuo sighed gloomily. He and Yue Qingyang are both Zhao Yu's confidants, and the three of them made an appointment to practice swords, and they originally had the intention of getting rid of everyone's secret discussion. At this moment, there are no idle characters around, and some words can be said directly.

"It's not that the scholar has completely forgotten the emperor's grace of the Great Song Dynasty, but Wen Xiang has changed the rule of officials for many years, and awarded all the positions that can be dedicated to His Majesty to his henchmen. Those who do not read poetry and books, and who are disloyal to the ploughman, once they take power, will naturally never forget to give them authority. The slave's master has been running for His Majesty all these years, and he has also suffered a lot from them! "The little eunuch Yue Qingyang is rare that he is not greedy for merit, and while saying good things for the scholars and doctors, he held his master Tang Ying in front of the stage.

Speaking of the old eunuch Tang Ying, Zhao Yu showed a little appreciation on his face. threw the towel to Yue Qingyang, and then said with a smile: "It's rare that your master is so loyal, if it weren't for the 100,000 taels of silver he gave, I really wouldn't have the money to plan big things." If you give him a message, you will say that I have written down all his benefits. In the future, I will wave the Northern Expedition, and he will be my Xiao He......"

"Slave and maid, thank you for your kindness!" Yue Qingyang turned over and bowed down and said.

"Get up, I will not forget anyone who has given charcoal in the snow. How did you do the day before yesterday, do you hear back? Zhao Yu stepped forward with a smile and grabbed Yue Qingyang's hands.

The little eunuch Yue Qingyang's skin is very white and greasy, and his tall figure is matched with his white and red face and slightly blue eyes after exercise, giving people a bewitching and dazzling feeling. It's like a bunch of broken intestine grass blooming in a field, you know that you will be poisoned if you touch it, but you still want to come forward and smell it. Even a half-grown child like Zhao Hao, who is not as old as the weak crown, suddenly jumped in his heart after coming into contact with his eyes, and there was an indescribable feeling.

Yue Qingyang was obviously accustomed to the greedy gaze of others, turned his face to the side, and replied in a low voice: "With the blessing of Your Majesty, the slave and the master and apprentice are doing things very smoothly. There are already more than 30 merchants who are willing to accept the royal seal, and there is also a business that is willing to donate 30,000 silver coins to His Majesty to repair the palace, but I hope His Majesty will allow him one thing......"

"Tell me, I know these guys like to bargain!" Zhao Yu frowned slightly and said. It takes money to do big things, and the inner palace has a limited extent, so he, Yue Qingyang, and Zhao Shuo came up with a good way to give the merchant royal status and let them donate money. The influence of the Great Song Dynasty was huge, and the merchants were so rich in funds that they were happy to wear the royal name in order to show their strength to others, especially the Western traveling merchants who did not know the details of the Great Song Dynasty.

Thinking about the future of royal wine, royal woodware, royal wine utensils, a large number of goods with the royal name came into being, loaded on sea ships, fluttering to the unknown place, Zhao Yu felt fluttering, very fulfilling.

"That man hopes that His Majesty will mediate with the ministers in the future and sell him a batch of shipborne artillery. He assured that this batch of artillery would not fall into the hands of the Mongols. For this, he is willing to take his son and daughter hostage! Yue Qingyang looked at Zhao Hao's face and hesitated to report.

Zhao Hao's face was instantly solemn, although he was anxious to wait for the money, Zhao Hao also knew that this matter was not trivial. In his eyes, the reason why the Broken Army was able to defeat the Northern Yuan was all due to the strength of the ships and artillery. If these two things are all obtained by the Mongols, I am afraid that in the future, I will really have to escape into the sea again, as Zhang Shijie advised.

As he was groaning, he heard a series of hurried footsteps outside, and at the entrance of the martial arts hall, a childish voice sounded, "Brother Huang, Brother Huang, your pigeon has flown back!" ”

"Come in!" Zhao Hao stopped the conversation with Yue Qingyang and motioned for Zhao Shuo to open the door. The dazzling sunlight sprinkled in with the creak of the rotation of the door shaft, and with the sunlight came in a little girl of eight or nine years old, born as lovely as a tribute white porcelain, and between the pink palms, holding a snow-white carrier pigeon.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the County Lord!" Yue Qingyang hurriedly knelt down and saluted. This girl's name is Wan'er, the pearl of the late uncle Yang Liangjie, who was adopted by the Empress Dowager Yang after losing her father, and is Zhao Hao's favorite playmate and the object of vowing to hide the golden house.

"Get up, kowtow. Isn't it long ago that kneeling has been abolished? Yang Wan'er obviously didn't like Yue Qingyang, and immediately reprimanded her as soon as she met.

"Yes, His Royal Highness Lord Xie!" The little eunuch Yue Qingyang's face immediately turned red to his back, stood up, took a few steps back and said.

"Wan'er, don't be rude to my people!" Zhao Yu saw that his henchmen were embarrassed, so he hurriedly spoke back. Looking at his cousin's weeping expression, he couldn't wait to change his words and said, "They are all my friends, and I am here to discuss important matters with them." Did you have a good time at the queen mother's place today, how did you find Xiaobai? It scratched you no, your hand didn't hurt......"

Xiaobai is the name given by Zhao Yu to the carrier pigeon, and he is bored in the palace, and he raises a lot of carrier pigeons. They are named according to the color of the feathers and paws. Several of them have strong way-finding skills, and have been used to exchange news with the outside of the palace recently. Yang Wan'er has this one in her hand to keep in touch with Chen Yizhong's mansion, and the words in the letterbox are all secret words. People who don't know how to decrypt it, even if they intercept it, will only treat it as a child's toy, unaware of its important mission.

Guangxin Hou Zhao Shuo is slightly older than Zhao Hao, and his resistance to beauties is slightly stronger, seeing that Zhao Hao only cares about coaxing his cousin to be happy, he hurriedly stepped forward and interjected: "Sister Wan'er has fed the pigeons rice grains, bring them to me, I'll feed it some rice and water!" ”

"Xiaobai doesn't need you to feed me, here, you can eat whatever you want!" The little county lord Yang Wan'er stuck out her tongue at Zhao Shuo, and her nose twisted into a charming circle.

Guangxin Hou Zhao Shuo was helpless, turned sideways, and greeted Zhao Shuo with his eyes one after another. Zhao Yu smiled, squatted down, patted his cousin's head, and said in a low voice: "Give it to Guangxin Hou, the carrier pigeon has to be fed regularly every day." Otherwise, it will fly into the sky without strength, and it will definitely be caught by nearby eagles! If Xiaobai is lost, the raindrops, the hairy heads, they will definitely feel lonely! ”

"It's fine, but I'm going to learn fencing from you!" Yang Wan'er tilted her head and thought about it, after all, she didn't want the pigeon to be eaten by the eagle, so she reluctantly made some concessions.

"Okay, let's practice the basic routines later. You go outside with me, and I'll let Lele wait for you to go next door to change clothes! Zhao Hao smiled and threw a smug glance at Zhao Shuo, took the pigeon, handed it to the other party, and then Yang Wan'er pushed it to Yue Qingyang.

"I'm not going to change clothes with this demon, I'm going out to find Sister Xuecao!" The little county lord glared at Yue Qingyang, turned around, and quickly ran out of the martial arts hall. Zhao Shuo and Yue Qingyang wiped the sweat on their foreheads, and looked at Zhao Hao, their faces full of admiration.

"I am the king of a country!" Zhao Yu said triumphantly, as if the kung fu of dealing with the little girl could be equated with governing the country. Immediately, he turned out the book "The Essence of Yue's Fist" in the corner of the martial arts hall, and ordered Zhao Shuo, "Hurry up, finish reading it before the county lord comes back!" ”

"Yes" Zhao Shuo agreed, took out the secret letter from the letter on the pigeon's leg, took the fist scripture, and cooperated with Yue Qingyang to quickly translate it.

"Prime Minister Chen looked for Lu Shangshu again today, and Lu Shangshu's answer was......." The little eunuch Yue Qingyang closed his mouth nervously. Lu Xiufu was an upright man, and for several years he was responsible for revising the laws of the Great Song Dynasty in accordance with the "Provisional Covenant Law", and more than half of the new laws of the Great Song Dynasty came from him. This man's impartiality in revising the law earned him the respect of both the old and the new powers. Whether or not he could win the support of such an influential figure in the imperial court and Confucianism would become an extremely crucial step on the road to the emperor's regaining power.

Lord Lu finally gave a reply, he said, Lord Lu said......" Zhao Shuo quickly flipped through the fist scriptures, and his voice trembled involuntarily.

"What does he say, read it to me!" Zhao Yu had a premonition that something was wrong, stood up, and asked with his hands behind his back.

"Lord Lu said, Lord Lu said" Zhao Shuo mustered up the courage several times, and finally read the full text of the secret letter: "He said, 'Before the law was completed, His Majesty was the hope of the country, and he poured his power to defend His Majesty. After the law is completed, the law will be the cornerstone of the country, and no matter who deliberately destroys it, he will defend the dignity of the law to the death! ’”

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