Time flies, in a blink of an eye! Unconsciously, it has entered the cold winter wax moon, and it seems that it is about to usher in the annual Spring Festival. Back then, Zhao Gou would spend every Spring Festival with his family, and until his parents passed away, he was always alone. However, back in the Song Dynasty, Zhao Gou once again enjoyed the joy of family, even if Song Huizong Zhao Ji was busy with government affairs and had no time to take care of him, but Wei was always by Zhao Gou's side.

Now, Zhao Gou has been eight months, and he has been able to speak, and he has learned to stand, and the thing that shocked Wei even more is that Zhao Gou, who is eight years old, can actually read books, a subset of scriptures and history, without any book missing, looking at it as a treasure, and there is no need for eunuchs and palace maids to read, sitting alone is a day, falling asleep when tired, and continuing to read when he wakes up.

"Go'er is really a little similar to me, and the blue is better than the blue!"

Song Huizong Zhao Ji heard that the eight-year-old Zhao Gou was reading alone, and he didn't believe it, so he came to check it out in person. When he saw Zhao Gou's immature fingers constantly looking at the books, even Zhao Ji was stunned, he is a well-known good book, and he is also proficient in chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, etc., recalling his childhood self, Zhao Ji also had to praise: "This son, talented and intelligent, will definitely become a great talent in the future!" ”

"What kind of books have you been reading lately?"

Wei Shi kindly looked at Zhao Gou, who was reading carefully, his eyes were full of strong maternal love, and when he heard Song Huizong's inquiry, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and hurriedly replied: "Back to the emperor, Gou'er has read a lot of books recently, especially "Historical Records", including "History of the Tang Dynasty", and is particularly interested in history!" ”

"Don't bother him, let him do everything!" Song Huizong nodded and said: "In a few days, it will be the Spring Festival, and the people will definitely put up lanterns to celebrate the New Year, and the civil and military officials do not have to go to court." All the descendants of the royal family need to dress neatly and go to the Taizu Temple to worship the ancestors, and the children will also need to participate when the time comes. ”

Wei Shi was surprised: "Your Majesty, the child is only eight months old, and it has not yet reached the year of the crown, and he rashly appeared in the ranks of worshiping the ancestors, I am afraid that there will be opposition among the government and the opposition, and the concubine thinks it is inappropriate!" ”

Song Huizong Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Are you worried about the other concubines or the queen's reproach?" What you are worried about, I have also thought that it is indeed inappropriate to participate in the sacrifice of ancestors before the age of crowning in August. Therefore, arrange for all the princes to go to the side hall, and after the sacrifice ceremony is over, I will take a few of them to the sacrifice, no matter what, they are also my emperors, but also the princes of the Great Song Dynasty, how can they not sacrifice their ancestors. ”

"Everything is arranged by the emperor!" Wei nodded bitterly, and held back what she wanted to say, she knew that Song Huizong had made up her mind, so she didn't say more, and secretly thought in her heart: "I just hope that Gou'er will participate in the sacrifice and not cause any trouble!" Alas! ……”

Mother and son are connected, Wei is a graceful person, and a person in the harem, she used to be a maid, and she has long learned to observe words and feelings. At the beginning, when the August-year-old Zhao Gou would clearly call out his father and mother, Wei felt that Zhao Gou's son was like a gift from God. Whether it is words and deeds, or frowning, or tense face, she feels that her son has a maturity and stability that is different from ordinary children.

Children who are eight years old can read a lot of books, and they love to read history books, and Zhao Gou scoffs at the Four Books and Five Classics and the like, and dismisses them, but loves other books very much. Merriam-Webster is also a well-informed man, and he has never heard of anyone who can read books when he is eight months old, and he is very fluent, and he speaks without a trace of stuttering.

Although Zhao Gou rarely spoke, and he didn't want other children of the same age to be coquettish or babble, Wei could feel that there was a big stone in Zhao Gou's heart, which made him feel breathless, especially when she saw that her son was sad and bleak at a young age, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

I have to say that what Wei Shi thinks in his heart is exactly what Zhao Gou thinks, and he thinks of the disaster that the Great Song Dynasty will face in the future, and he is anxious. As a last resort, Zhao Gou only showed unusual maturity and desperately chose to read, really trying to find a solution to the problem from the book.

However, this kind of suffering, Zhao Gou can't say it to anyone, he can only carry it alone, sometimes the eunuchs and maids around him look at him with wide eyes and quickly flip through the books, Zhao Gou ignores them, and still continues to read books in his own way. In fact, Zhao Gou wanted to find a solution to the future crisis from the book, and he looked through many history books, and the most he read was "Historical Records", just because Zhao Gou thought this book was the most convincing.

It's a pity that I didn't find what Zhao Zhi wanted, and I looked at the history of the Tang Dynasty again. Because the Song Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty are not very far apart, there are many historical records, much more than those circulated in later generations, and they are full of dazzling and piled up, all of which are historical records about the Tang Dynasty.

In Zhao Gou's mind, the only emperors in Chinese history who can really be regarded as bold people are Qin Emperor Han Wu, Emperor Taizong Ming, especially Qin Shi Huang who recovered the Seven Kingdoms, unified China, and established the first feudal dynasty. At that time, the situation faced by the Qin State and the Great Song Dynasty had many similarities, the only difference was that Qin Shi Huang's courage and courage were far greater than that of Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, the country's military strength was strong, and he had experienced a hundred battles.

"Why is it that so few of the historical books record the actual administrative measures? Even if Wang Anshi changed the law, there was not much improvement, is it really that the national conditions are different, and the methods applied are not the same. However, if this continues, it will only be less than 20 years from the fragmented situation of the Great Song Dynasty, how can it be good to go on like this! ”

Zhao Gou was anxious and worried, he didn't know why Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, that is, his father, was still so indifferent, still eating, drinking and having fun, regardless of the government, Cai Jing and others had already taken over the major affairs of the DPRK and China. Nowadays, Zhao Ji of Song Huizong is even more immersed in the world of calligraphy and cannot extricate himself.

"Today's plan can only take one step at a time, which is too anxious. Nowadays, I don't have the ability to interfere in anything, and although there is a prince in the court, I have no real power. Besides, it is impossible for the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee to really obey the orders of the eight-year-old child, so it is not really a big mess in the world! ”

Zhao Gou was in a hurry, while Zhao Ji of Song Huizong was slow and unhurried, and he also thought that the people of Li under his jurisdiction lived and worked in peace and contentment. At the same time, Cai Jing and others took this opportunity to begin to prepare to plan more interests and satisfy their selfish desires, all of which Zhao Gou knew, but he couldn't do anything about it, and let Cai Jing and others cover the sky with one hand.

The wind was dancing outside the window, the biting cold wind was howling, and there was a warm brazier in Zhao Gou's room, which was still a little cool, only to put on a thick quilt. However, Zhao Gou's body was too weak to lift the quilt at all, so he barely stood up, so he could only get into the quilt, blow out the candlelight, and happily fall asleep.

Zhao Gou was immersed in the sea of books, worriedly looking for a way to solve the crisis of the Great Song Dynasty, but the search was fruitless. The ceremony of worshipping ancestors is getting closer and closer, and Zhao Ji of Song Huizong is also busy. After all, sacrificing to the monarchs of the Great Song Dynasty is a major event, extraordinary, it must be solemn and grand, he also bathed and changed clothes, and fasted for three days before the sacrificial ceremony could be held.

For all this, Zhao Gou did not have the slightest interest, and in the end, his mother Wei was still worshipping his ancestors after the sacrifice ceremony. When Zhao Gou appeared in Taimiao, Zhao Heng was very surprised, that is, Zhao Gou's eldest brother, Zhao Ji's eldest son, he didn't understand why the ninth brother who was less than a year old came here, in terms of his age, it was still too early.

When everything was over, Zhao Gou was immersed in the sea of books again, and Song Huizong did not intervene, allowing him to flip through the books and find the history books of various dynasties for him, Zhao Gou couldn't help but be overjoyed. The annual Spring Festival is approaching, and it is also the first time Zhao Gou has spent the Spring Festival in his life here, and he can't help muttering: "Being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festival." The remote knowledge brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person in the dogwood. ”

When Zhao Gou couldn't help but chant the poems in a low voice, it happened that Zhao Ji of Song Huizong was passing by, looked at the son of the eighth month, and heard him recite the poems, and couldn't help but lose his mind. He looked out the window and saw Zhao Gou's face full of sadness, with a trace of sadness in his big eyes, and he said in a low voice: "It's really strange, Gou'er can actually recite poems, and he is very fluent, it's really strange!" ”

The poem that Zhao Gou couldn't help reciting was heard by Zhao Ji, he was a person who loved literature and art, and he was inevitably a little excited in his heart. Song Huizong's kind gaze glanced at Zhao Gou deeply, and then turned to leave. Zhao Gou didn't know that he thought of his deceased parents in his heart, and thought of living alone in this era, he was inevitably a little depressed, and wanted to express the depression in his heart, so he couldn't help reciting this poem, but Zhao Ji pushed it into his ears.

Therefore, on the first day of the first month of the second year of Daguan, that is, on the ninth day of the first lunar month, the Spring Festival has just passed eight days. Zhao Gou received the holy decree issued by Zhao Ji and directly crowned him as the king of Guangping County. The official lord was also promoted from the Duke of Shu to the king of the county, and the prince of the country and the king of the county were both from the same product, and their status was different. If you are promoted again, it will be the king, and it will be a good product.

When Zhao Gou received the holy decree, the whole person was stunned, he knew that Zhao Gou was crowned the king of the county at this time in history. However, the king of the county was a little different from other princes, not only becoming the youngest county king of the Great Song Dynasty at the age of eight months. At the beginning, when Zhao Gou researched, he thought that this matter was false, but he didn't want it to be true.

Because Zhao Gou's age has not yet arrived, she can only be taken over by her mother Wei, she was also stunned for a long time, and she didn't understand why her son became the king of the county after a few months, which was really unreasonable. In the end, Zhao Gou knew why he suddenly became the king of the county, after Zhao Ji heard the poems he recited, he felt very similar to him and liked poetry, so Zhao Gou was crowned the king of the county, and the official residence was from a product.