From a very young age, Zhao Kai often dreamed that he had become an ancient. He lives in a palatial mansion with a large number of servants and maids around him. The happiness of opening your mouth with food and stretching out your hands with clothes is no, it's a rotten life.

He once told the old grandmother who brought him up with one hand in the dream, but the old woman didn't know what was going on, and could only explain it with the feudal superstition. It is said that Zhao Kai may have drunk Meng Po soup mixed with water when he was reincarnated, so he didn't forget the things in his previous life, so he often dreamed about it.

Zhao Kai sometimes thinks: Could it be that I was the son of a feudal bureaucrat in my previous life? Looking at the pomp and circumstance at home, the father in the dream seems to be a very rich bureaucrat, he should be a big corrupt official...... It's so enviable!

However, what Zhao Kai yearns for the most in reality is definitely not the rotten life of the feudal bureaucratic family, but the dream that he has a father who dotes on him very much. He didn't know what kind of official his father was, but he knew what the servants and maids in the dream called this father "official". And this official father dotes on him very much, and he has reached the point where he can respond to his needs.

Zhao Kai sometimes thinks: Although this official family is not a good official, as a father, he is definitely a good father!

In reality, Zhao Kai is a left-behind teenager, and his parents went to the magic capital to start a business when he was just born - he started two pancake stalls, the business is said to be good, he made a lot of money, and he also bought two houses in the second-tier cities near the magic capital, which later appreciated a lot. When Zhao Kai was about to graduate from junior high school, his parents also planned to let him go to the magic capital to inherit the family business after graduating from junior high school and continue to spread pancakes for the people of the magic capital.

But Zhao Kai was very competitive and was admitted to a second-rate high school in the city, and planned to go to the magic capital to spread pancakes after studying in three universities.

This made his parents angry, and they needed a college diploma for a pancake? This isn't! So they gave birth to a second child, ready to train them well from an early age...... Lao Zhao's pancake stall must be inherited!

Since there is a successor to the pancake stall, of course Zhao Kai, an unfilial son, has no one to take care of, he lives in a high school in the city alone, and his parents don't care about anything other than giving money on time.

And Zhao Kai, who lived in high school, also had greater freedom, he could stay up late to surf the Internet, play games, and find answers to his strange dreams from the Internet.

But after looking around, there was nothing else except knowing that the word "official" was used by the Song Dynasty people to call the emperor. The reason why this is the case is because the scene in the strange dream is very blurry, and even the faces in the dream are blurry, and they are constantly changing, so Zhao Kai can not grasp much information.

However, in the winter of 2020, when the first half of Zhao Kai's sophomore year of high school was about to come to an end, his strange dreams suddenly became clearer and clearer, and he did it more and more frequently, almost to the point of closing his eyelids. And all kinds of information also poured into his mind at the same time. Most of this information is related to the Great Song Dynasty, the Northern Expedition, and the southward movement of the Jin soldiers.

Probably because there was too much information and too much miscellaneous, he couldn't digest it for a while, which made Zhao Kai have a headache, and then he fainted in the dormitory with a bang. In a daze, Zhao Kai began to dream again, and this dream actually came true!

......

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and there was a hot pain on Zhao Kai's cheeks, this was his own big ear shaver!

"Ouch, it hurts......" Zhao Kai hurriedly covered his face and shouted, and then looked up at the bronze mirror placed in front of him.

He has been sitting in front of this bronze mirror for several days without thinking about "masochism", pinching his own flesh, pulling out his beard, and now he has fanned his big ears and scraped, just to wake up from the "dream".

But I can't wake up from this "dream"!

Because this "dream" has come true!

What appeared in the bronze mirror was still an "ancient" sitting on a circle chair, about twenty-four or five years old, wearing a Taoist robe, and his messy hair was combed into a bun and inserted with a hosta. The faces of the ancients are a little blurry, but it can still be seen that the eyebrows are delicate, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are like red vermilion, and the beard is elegant, which is clearly an ancient beautiful man with a bit of fairy spirit.

Zhao Kai took a closer look and felt that the appearance of this "ancient" was very similar to his original appearance, that is, he was much more mature, and he also grew a beard.

"It's still an ancient...... It seems that I, Zhao Kai, have really crossed over! Zhao Kai looked at the "ancients" in the bronze mirror, sighed, and seemed to have accepted his fate.

Suddenly, Zhao Kai's expression changed, becoming extremely fierce, and even a little hideous, he said to himself in a low and majestic voice: "Okay, cross over!" This is probably destiny, right? This is the heavens that will descend on me! ”

He waved his fists, looked a little crazy, and shouted: "I am the chosen one from heaven, the one who has traveled through the last days of the Northern Song Dynasty to turn the tide...... I, Zhao Kai, am the chosen one! ”

Zhao Kai is now the chosen one, at least what he thinks!

In his mind, he could only use "Heavenly Choice" to explain why his soul had traveled for more than 800 years, and was attached to the third son of Song Huizong, who had the same name and surname as himself, Jingnan and Ningjiang military envoys, Jiangling, Kuizhou Mu, and promoted the Imperial City Division, and Zhao Kai, the king of Yun.

Looking at the figure in this mirror and Zhao Kai's original appearance, it is clear that it is Zhao Kai's previous life!

This must be that the heavens can't bear the fall of the Great Song Dynasty and the sinking of Shenzhou, so they sent Zhao Kai's soul to save the country and the people through his previous life.

This is the legendary Chosen One, the Lord of Destiny!

Zhao Kai stood up suddenly, looked at the person in the bronze mirror, and there was a little more madness in his tone, patting his chest and shouting: "Good, good, good!" Now the Great Song Dynasty has me, China is not leaning, Jurchen Mongolia, Hugh is rampant...... Wowha! ”

......

"Chen Yishan, Wang Zhiban...... Is our king really crazy? It's been tossing and turning for days, but I'm still crying and laughing, and I don't see any improvement. ”

Just when Zhao Kai was laughing and talking nonsense again, outside the room where he was, a woman about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed as a woman, with an extremely beautiful appearance, was asking questions to the two people around her with a sad face.

Among the two, a man of about thirty years old, with a yellow face and a goatee dressed as a scribe, touched his beard, frowned, and shook his head and replied: "Madame, don't worry, the king seems to be crazy, but he is definitely not really crazy, he must be pretending to be crazy......"

"Yes, yes, what Mr. Chen said is extremely true, the king must be pretending to be crazy to avoid trouble!" The person who said this was a thirty-four or five-year-old white-faced servant holding a dusty hand, and as he spoke, this guy also made a head-killing posture, "Now the king is in a difficult situation, if you don't pretend to be crazy, you will be ......"

"But why should the king avoid trouble?" The fairy-like woman looked puzzled, "The official family favors the king so much, and gives the imperial city division to the king, what other disaster can the king have?" ”

"Alas," said the white-faced waiter, sighing, "Madame knows something...... The barbarians of the Jin Kingdom have already passed the Zhending Mansion and are coming to Tokyo day and night. The official family has been messed up, and they still have the mind of inner meditation! ”

"Inner Zen?" The woman asked, "To whom?" ”

The yellow-faced scholar sighed again and said, "Zen to the prince!" Yesterday, the official family had issued a decree to let the prince serve as the pastor of Kaifeng...... There are also rumors that the official family will give up the throne to the crown prince in the next two days, and then go south to avoid the Jin soldiers. ”

"Ah...... Is Jin Bing really coming? The woman seemed frightened, paused, and asked, "But then, what does it have to do with the king whether the golden soldiers are coming or not?" It was not the king who called them, so why did the king pretend to be mad to avoid trouble? ”

The yellow-faced scholar and the white-faced chamberlain glanced at each other, and they didn't know how to explain the "brothers, friends, brothers, and brothers" between King Yun Zhao Kai and Prince Zhao Huan, who had just married into the palace, to Madame Zhu (the prince's wife during the Song Huizong period). Zhao Kai, who didn't know whether he was pretending to be crazy or really crazy, had already strode to the door, and three people appeared, only to see his eyes widen, looking at the three people, and asking loudly: "Who are you?" Why do you stand sneakily outside the door and peep at this king, the chosen one? ”