Between the two of them, they have walked to the Xiao Sen Pavilion halfway up the mountain, from the Xiao Sen Pavilion and then up, but the slope is gentle and the road is wide, the two of them pedal on this Xiao Sen Pavilion, and suddenly feel that the cool breeze in the mountains, the wild goose pond in the south is in full view, the red dripping green under the mountain, the pink wall cornices, such as the fairyland of Qiong Island. Looking to the east again, across the east side of the palace wall is the lively and prosperous Mahang Street, the street is full of people, there are many shops, red men and green women are in the middle, and it is a piece of the world. The fairyland on earth is not one, but it is connected by this palace wall.

Although Wang Huang said that he had been in charge for a time and enjoyed the wealth of the world, he was completely fascinated by this royal atmosphere, and couldn't help but say: "The minister knows today that His Majesty is the emperor of the True Dao Monarch, and he really has all the immortal family and the world to enjoy." ”

Unexpectedly, Song Huizong shook his head and sighed: "How do you know, I just yearn for this world of flowers." There is no need to worry about mundane things every day, and every day is like them, singing and enjoying the wine. It was as if there was no joy in the walls, and at night it was even more silent. ”

When Wang Hao heard Song Huizong say this, he hurriedly replied: "Your Majesty is the lord of the world, and you should enjoy all the things in the world." Now that the world is peaceful, Your Majesty can also come out in casual clothes and enjoy with the people. ”

Wang Hao's words made Song Huizong immediately interested. Although he didn't grow up in the palace since he was a child, it was because of the life experience in Duanwang's Mansion before the weak crown that since he entered the palace and became a great treasure, he no longer had that kind of comfortable fun. In the Great Song Dynasty, as a prince, as long as you can keep your duty, do not meddle in political affairs, and do not make friends with eunuchs, then you can be a prince of peace for a lifetime.

So at that time, he was just a Duanwang, powerless, and he didn't even dream of being the emperor, the young Zhao Ji poetry and painting were romantic, and there were a group of helpers and scribes around him, and they bowed all day long, drank banquets, enjoyed flowers, listened to books, and all kinds of fashionable games and novelty playthings in Tokyo City, he was the first to try, and belonged to the kind of hipster of the times who 'drank the strongest wine and rode the strongest horse'. At the same time, Zhao Ji himself is a poet, calligraphy and painting endowed with talent, Wang Shu is also a literary and artistic youth, writing poems and painting is very famous, often with Su Shi, Mi Fu, Huang Tingjian, Qin Guan and other contemporary literati and scholars, but Wang Xu's marriage is not happy, Wang Shu and Zhao Ji are relatives of the emperor, are the same talent, so often with Zhao Ji's wife and nephew, exchange painting experience, poetry and singing, occasionally go out together to visit the green house, drink flower wine.

The days have passed for a long time, and Zhao Ji himself feels that this life is still very moist. However, Zhezong died short-lived at the age of 25, leaving no son. According to the succession, it should be the ninth son Zhao Tong, but Zhao Ji has a problem with his eyes, which affects the royal image, Zhao Ji is well-behaved, and often goes to the palace to please the Queen Mother, so he clapped to the Queen Mother, so that the so-called "blessed longevity, and benevolence and filial piety, different kings" Zhao Ji picked up a bargain. So Zhao Ji ended his life of spending all day and drinking and lingering in the Qinglou.

Now Wang Hao's words seem to have opened the door in Song Huizong's heart again. He is the Holy Monarch of God, both the Heavenly Immortals and the Descendants, and the Master of this Flower World. So he can't just be trapped in this small palace city, guarded by these eunuchs around him every day, and deal with political affairs that can't be dealt with. He should go out and explore this world he dominates, enjoy this world he dominates, this is the real emperor.

Song Huizong seemed to have found the door of fun all of a sudden. He couldn't help but want to laugh, but he couldn't help but look around, firstly, the emperor's every move would be recorded in the living notes, he had to pay attention to his appearance and demeanor at all times, and secondly, he knew that sneaking out of the palace could not be publicized. If the minister knows, then it won't turn the sky upside down? Wang Hao saw it in his eyes, smiled knowingly, bowed his hand to Song Huizong, and said, "Your Majesty, everything has its own arrangement. Please wait for good news, Your Majesty. ”

Song Huizong nodded with satisfaction, and Song Huizong couldn't help but turn his head to look outside the palace wall, and then continued to walk towards the top of the mountain with Wang Huang. The Jieshan Pavilion at the top of the mountain is his favorite place, which is the highest place in the city of Tokyo, and to the north you can see the Jinglong River formed by the opening of the canal to divert water, and to the west, there are continuous bamboo and apricot forests, and to the south you go to Shoushan Mountain, he loves the feeling of seeing the mountains from the Jieshan Pavilion. Today, I have a new hope in my heart, and I am even more interested.

At a height of about ninety steps, it still took some effort for the two of them to kick up, and when the two of them pedaled up the mountain, they had already seen the Jieshan Pavilion standing on the top of the mountain. Vermilion lacquer column, black column base, the top is hexagonal cornice, under the eaves is the green lattice window again, the pavilion is around the curved sill lingering, and then outside is the famous flower Ruicao, the wind blows, the fragrance of flowers turns, it makes people refreshed.

Song Huizong was about to go to the pavilion to rest. But I saw the leading eunuchs bending down to salute the people in the pavilion together, and saluted to the people in the pavilion and said, "I've seen Emperor Maode." "It turned out to be Song Huizong's most beloved Emperor Maode, Zhao Fujin, who was in this Jieshan Pavilion first.

Wang Hao secretly raised his eyes to look, only to see that outside the mountain pavilion, there was a girl standing in Erjiu Fanghua, wearing a light yellow thousand-pleated long skirt that reached the ground, and the long skirt was painted with dark red flowers and gold filigree. Wang Hao didn't dare to take a closer look, and hurriedly stepped forward, bowed down, and respectfully worshiped Emperor Maode.

"The prince is exempt." A gentle voice like a yellow warbler, soft as a boudoir, and sweet sacha lightly brushed Wang Hao's ears. Wang Hao almost couldn't stand on his legs, and secretly pinched his palm with his fingertips before he barely came back to his senses. Wang Hao hurriedly took a step back, flashed behind Song Huizong, didn't dare to look at it anymore, blew his head, and thought in his heart what kind of meal he ate on the side of the road when he went to court this morning, and what kind of meal he ate in the political hall at noon...... So that he no longer covets the beauty in front of him—no, it's this pink skull—"When thinking of a beautiful woman, she has pus and blood in her body, and after a hundred years, she will turn into a white bone ......" Wang Hao began to pin his hopes on the "Diamond Sutra" again, and kept muttering the "Diamond Sutra" in his mouth, so as to suppress the evil thoughts that suddenly arose in his heart.

Wang Hao is not lustful, he heard others say that Deng Zhigang had a concubine in Huiyou Pavilion who was born with a neat face, so he had a desire and found a reason to exile Deng Zhigang to Lingnan, and then took the opportunity to occupy Deng Zhigang's concubine. In his eyes, comparing a Beijing official from the fourth rank with a beautiful concubine is not in his heart.

But even if he was so greedy, Wang Hao would never dare to be a little greedy for Emperor Maode. It's not just that the clan relatives can't interfere in politics, in front of the official family, as long as he feels that he has an iron enough relationship with you, he can tolerate anything, just like Cai You, who sent farewell to Xuanfu deputy envoy and went to the army a few months ago, the official family asked him what reward he wanted when he came back from victory, and this little cabbage head actually opened his mouth and said that he wanted the emperor's two concubines.

Wang Hao didn't dare to be greedy for Emperor Maode, the most important thing was that Emperor Maode had already been married by Song Huizong in the first year of Chonghe, and the fifth son of the old vegetable head Cai Yan (read the note, there are other sons of Cai Jing in the back, so as not to be confused), just because of the words of Mr. Lin Lingsu of Tongzhen Daling, let alone getting married, the heart of retreating is there.

He didn't want to get into this trouble.