Pang Ji snorted softly and said: "There are fewer kills, Yun Zheng no longer has the arrogance of the past, since those scum can bribe the Tangut people with money, and even take the initiative to sue the guards in other parts of the Liao Kingdom for their own safety, then they can surrender when the Xixia army is approaching the city!" Hmph, a bachelor of the third grade kills a few military men, and there is no need to make a fuss, not to mention that he himself eats military meals, if he really can't stand it, he won't do it, the commander in the army disposes of his subordinates, and it is naturally military law, can't those imperial historians even impeach such a thing?

The old man dared to say that the guards of the border passes, maybe only Yun Zheng and Di Qing knew what they were facing, and the rest of the people thought that the Great Song Dynasty and the Liao State had stopped for fifty years, and maybe they would stop for another fifty years. ”

Han Qi nodded, looked at the light rain that didn't know when it fell outside the window, and said in a low voice: "The imperial historians and officials are becoming more and more disagreeable, Wen Yanbo already has a tendency to be uncontrollable, after the official family opened the seal at the beginning of the year, they integrated the East and West Pavilions into the Imperial Court, with the royal clan Grand Sima concurrently serving as the chief official, and Wen Yanbo, the deputy chief of the political affairs, no longer has much power to restrain the officials."

I'm worried that I'm going to become a mad dog released by His Majesty! I'm also worried that from now on, as long as you're a courtier, no one will be able to escape the criticism of the court! ”

Pang Ji raised his body and took a closer look at the scenery outside the window, and said with a smile: "Good rain knows the season." When spring happens, it sneaks into the night quietly, moisturizing things silently. The old man doesn't know whether to congratulate the subjects of the Great Song Dynasty or to be sad for the subjects of the Great Song Dynasty, but the ridiculous Yun Zheng continued to stimulate the ambitions of the official family last year, and now, it is time for him to endure hardships.

A dragon. Whether he is kind or not, his nature is cruel. In the past, he was only kind because the things he valued most had not yet appeared, and since the birth of the little prince, the emperor's ambitions have all been stimulated. He no longer needs to be loved by all his subjects, he only needs the little prince to love him now, and the blood food of ten thousand years will naturally be handled by his own children and grandchildren, and he no longer needs those inconsequential false names, so the nature of the dragon has completely exploded.

Immortals are never merciful, they are capricious, Zhu Rong and the common work war will collapse Buzhou Mountain, causing a catastrophe for the world, and the Dragon King of Qiantang will kill millions of living beings in a rage. And His Heavenly Father is the existence of these terrible beings, so ah, how dare we expect that there are still good qualities in His Majesty's heart?

Tens of thousands of troops in the mud ancient village. The total annihilation of the army was only for a task that was proved impossible by two famous generals, without consultation, without listening to anyone's opinion, and without explaining to everyone why he did this, the only thing that proved was the supremacy of imperial power.

The king wants his ministers to die. The minister had to die! The emperor was angry and bled thousands of miles. Millions of corpses are ambushed, and the officials want to exercise God's rights in the world. He wants to absolutely control the country, the life and death of everyone.

The imperial technique that we taught to His Majesty in the early years finally has a place to use, and the person who inherits the imperial technique is precisely ourselves, cocooning and self-binding, this is the real cocoon self-binding! ”

"Give me a jug of wine!"

Han Qi said in a low voice: "After drinking this pot of wine, I will quit drinking, and from now on we will not drink a single drop, from now on we can no longer make a little stupid, and we can no longer make a little foolish."

From now on, we will serve a new emperor, the warm history of the Great Song Dynasty has finally turned over, from now on, we are facing either swords and swords, or open guns and hidden arrows.

From now on, the Great Song Dynasty will be a fertile ground for conspirators, a paradise for soldiers, a paradise for robbers, a arena for murderers, and the cultural fortune that countless sages have worked hard to build will be destroyed.

The Great Song Dynasty will also usher in its iron and fire side, we are powerless to stop, we can only be happy to see it, may God bless the Great Song Dynasty, the ancestors and ancestors are on top, and an era of misery has been opened. ”

Han Qi, who was drinking, was the most emotional, and after saying a long sentence, he drank a large bowl full of spirits in one gulp like a long whale sucking water, and then staggered to his feet, and staggered away, I don't know if he was drunk or too sad...... At this time, Tokyo is overcast, but it is raining in spring......

The emperor's eldest son Zhao Xu has been able to stumble and walk, Zhao Zhen personally led his son to walk in the rain, because Zhao Xu's body is too small, Zhao Zhen had to squat to his son, although he was very tired, he was not tired.

Zou Tong and Zheng Bin nervously held two large oil-paper umbrellas to cover the rain for the two fathers and sons, followed by a large group of concubines behind them, and they carefully surrounded the two most noble men in the world.

The imperial garden is already full of spring, the naughty Zhao Xu doesn't like the spring flowers that bloom very brightly, but he likes the grass that has just sprouted very much, and always likes to pull the grass with his hands, Zhao Zhen looked at his son with a smile, and cheered for his son on the side, hoping that he could pull out the weak grass from the cracks in the stone slab.

At this time, the only people who could sit in the pavilion surrounded by the veil were the queen and the concubine, one looking at the scene in front of him with joy on his face, and the other with a proud face.

"Xu'er's body is really strong, she is not tired at all after walking such a long way, and she knows how to pull weeds." The queen said to Concubine Shu diligently.

"This is natural, how will I run this country in the future without a strong body, my sister is still too spoiled by him, and a man will not grow up if he doesn't suffer a little."

"Sister, I'm always reluctant, the poor official family has such a little blood."

Concubine Shu cut off the queen's words and said: "Just because the official family only has such a little bit of blood and bones, so we need strict teaching, if the official family has many heirs, we can always use the ancient method to elect the emperor, and we don't need to worry about it." Officials have their own opinions. ”

While speaking, Zhao Zhen had already walked back from the rain with Zhao Xu, and Concubine Shu saw Zhao Xu lying in her father's arms, a pair of phoenix eyes couldn't help but stare at her, took her son from the emperor's hands, put it on the ground, and then went to take care of the emperor to drink tea, and never looked at her son again.

Zhao Zhen drank tea, but his eyes couldn't stop looking at Zhao Xu who was standing on the ground pitifully, looked at Concubine Shu's face, sighed and hardened his heart and stopped caring about it, after all, Concubine Shu was right, it is better to give birth to a son like a sheep, than to give birth to a son like a wolf.

Once he becomes an emperor, his sheep-like temperament will definitely be slaughtered and divided by careerists.

No one knew that they had almost died once, if it weren't for Chen Lin's proper response and killing all the insiders, the world would have been in chaos at this time.

As soon as he thought of his inexplicable fainting, Zhao Zhen's heart was cold, his chest was numb suddenly, and then the pain in his heart spread like a spider's web, his eyes were black, and the blue sky and white sky fell like this, without the slightest warning, without the slightest prevention, if he died that time, Zhao Zhen did not think that his blood and bones could ascend to the throne.

For six days, according to Chen Lin, he actually passed out for six days, and for six days, there was no emperor in the Great Song Dynasty, and no one knew that the court was still operating normally, the army was still attacking, and the people were still farming.

That is, from this day on, Zhao Zhen found that he seemed to be a dispensable person, and he even sadly thought that if he was really dead, it would be impossible for the civil and military officials to even allow a child who was still nursing to sit on the dragon chair and accept the worship of the subjects of the world.

This is exactly what he is most taboo about, his life is basically a life of failure, and he has not done anything earth-shattering, if he even loses the throne in the end, Zhao Zhen does not think that he has the face to see his ancestors.

Now, every morning, as long as Zhao Zhen wakes up, he is glad that he is still alive, no matter what weather it is outside, he will sincerely thank God for giving him another day.

Since others didn't care much about their own storage before, then show everyone their sense of survival, since Gao Jixuan said that it was possible to kill Yelu Hongji in the Duck River, then try, even if it was unsuccessful, the Great Song and Liao would have to start fighting, anyway, sooner or later there would be a war between Song and Liao, sooner or later, if you can deal with it in your own hands, don't leave it to your young son.

If the previous days need to be passed year by year, Zhao Zhen now he plans to pinch his fingers, any shortcut he will not hesitate to choose, in his opinion, there are eight points of certainty before doing things, that must be a longevity, he has passed today, I don't know if there is a person who will have tomorrow, but if there is a success in doing things, he will gamble...... Because I don't have that much time to carefully plan the details of the whole thing.

Therefore, when the big star fell in the northwest, Zhao Zhen never thought that the big star represented Yun Zheng, or Di Qing, the greedy wolf star and the broken army star hung brilliantly in the sky, but the purple micro star seemed to be dim...... If Wang Anshi wants to do it, let him do it, it sounds good! Pang Ji wants to send Yun Zheng to guard Yanmen Pass, it seems that it is not bad, this unruly guy can't be left in the capital today, as long as it sounds like something beneficial to the court, let them do it......

When the Liao envoys sent the ears of the Great Song soldiers to the main hall, Zhao Zhen's grief only lasted for a short time, and he focused his attention on the topographical map of the sixteen states of Yanyun sent by the Liao.

No one could hear the sigh of regret and anger that came out of his heart, Yelu Hongji, the emperor of Liao, was not dead! How dare he not die!

Glancing at his son who broke into tears and laughed again, Zhao Zhen lowered his body and hugged his son, smelling the milk fragrance on his body, listening to his soft and glutinous voice, he found that only by giving him the whole world can he be worthy of this gift from God! (To be continued)

ps: The second chapter, you may not believe it, I wrote this chapter for a whole night, and finally explained Zhao Zhen's big changes clearly, this volume is over, today I have to take the train home for more than ten hours, and I have to wait for tomorrow to update. Worship and worship.