Zhao Xu's nose was sour, and tears were in his eyes. He bit his lip so hard that he wouldn't let himself cry.

Poor font, even 陛xià of the 陛 can't be written, can only be replaced by other words. Tell others that the person who wrote these words has no education at all, and is likely to be just a soldier.

No. Recalling the bright red helmet when he received this note, Zhao Xu was sure that the person who wrote this note was a military man.

But even if he doesn't know a few big words, he still has a fierce loyalty.

Compared with the first two photos, you have to wait for the right time, and this one contains more simple feelings.

No, the one in front is also a loyal minister.

With such loyal ministers, how could the Great Song Dynasty be usurped by traitors? There will definitely be a day when he will sit on the throne of Daqing Hall again, instead of being helped up and driven down like a puppet today.

Zhao Xu raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, his nose was still sour, and he still wanted to cry.

But the moved mood was only for one moment, and the next moment, Zhao Xu suddenly found in horror that there was an extra figure in his field of vision.

One of the chamberlains stood at the exit behind the screen.

Zhao Xu sat on the toilet for too long, and finally someone came over to see if there was anything wrong with him.

Panicked, murderous, and in a state of flux, thinking that his hands were powerless, Zhao Xu closed his eyes in pain.

With just one shout, several other attendants can be brought in.

Even if you eat the note now, it won't make any sense.

However, in half a day, there are not many people who have come into contact with themselves. Check them one by one, and it won't take too much time to find out.

With those traitorous people, it may be possible to not investigate at all, and all of them will be arrested and tortured, and in the end, the slightest person involved will be far away from the border.

As soon as all your hopes come to naught, you can only continue to spend the rest of your life in solitary confinement, what is the difference between such a life and death? Perhaps, when those traitors see the hearts of people outside, they will give themselves a happy heart.

A shout lasted only a moment, Zhao Xu closed his eyes, waiting for the end to come.

It's just that...... This moment...... Seems a little too long.

Zhao Xu opened his eyes, and Huang Wei looked ahead.

found that the chamberlain did not react at all, and still stood quietly, just like usual.

This is an inner servant who was transferred from three months ago, Zhao Xu only knows that his name is Wang Bao, or it may be Wang Bao, or Wang Bao, who replaces the previous inner servant and serves Zhao Xu closely.

Wang Bao spoke less than anyone else, and even after a whole day, he saw that he listened to people's orders, but he did not hear a word from him. So for these three months, Wang Baocai has been kept by Zhao Xu's side.

In the Funing Palace, there are hundreds of people of all colors. There are also twenty or thirty positions that can often appear next to Zhao Xu. Zhao Xu personally calculated that these errands would have to be replaced in an average of one and a half months. Wang Bao stayed for three months, which is already a long time.

Zhao Xu swallowed dryly, with a little hope in his arms, and asked tentatively, "Is the time come?" ”

Wang Bao nodded, still didn't speak, but his gaze shifted to Zhao Xu's hand.

Zhao Xu's dying heart fluttered, and hope returned to his heart.

Now it's time to get those notes sorted out quickly, and then you can act as if nothing happened.

He looked left and right, and there was no water, and there was no place to hide. If it was just a small note like the first one, it could still be swallowed, but the second one was glued with newspaper fragments, which was a little thick, and Zhao Xu felt that he couldn't swallow it.

Wang Bao glanced out of the screen at this time, then bent down and quickly snatched three pages of paper from Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu was about to scream, but when he saw that Wang Bao didn't say anything, he threw a few pieces of paper into his mouth, chewed them a few times, stretched his neck, and swallowed it.

Zhao Xu looked fixedly at Wang Bao, who had regained his dullness, and suddenly his eyes were red, and he wanted to cry again.

Wang Bao's face was flushed, he pointed out, and his eyes were cramped.

Zhao Xu was stunned for a moment and understood.

"Someone!" Zhao Xu sniffled, wiped his eyes, and shouted, "I want to get up." ”

As soon as the words fell, several palace maids came over with water basins and small pieces of yellow silk.

The basin was filled with warm water and sprinkled with essence. Yellow silk is like Shu brocade, soft and thick, dedicated to the emperor's use after the liberation.

There are people in the dung shop in Kaifeng City who specialize in this business - guarding the sewer mouth out of the imperial city every day, scooping up these satins, and most of them are washed and sold to people to make sweat towels.

After being served to clean his hands and change into clean clothes, Zhao Xu was in the center of the big time as a hanger, and asked the attendants to change him into the clothes of the Taimiao.

In the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Bao's silent and independent figure from time to time, and Zhao Xu's heart was much more stable.

Even if the cunning woman and the traitor try their best to isolate themselves, I don't know how many people remember the merits of the Tianshui Zhao family for more than a hundred years in the world.

Wang Bao is one of them.

Zhao Xu believes that in the Funing Palace, there is definitely more than one Wang Bao. Among these palace maids and chamberlains, there must still be their own supporters, but they are afraid of the obscenity of Cishou Palace and the two mansions, and they dare not show their hearts.

Just build up your strength and wait for your time.

There are people around you who can protect you, and there are many righteous people outside the court, waiting for the opportunity to overthrow those thieves.

Zhao Xu raised his head and asked people to put the heavy twelve crowns on their heads.

With your head held high, a sense of mission fills your chest.

He is still young, and he still has a lot of time, and in the years to come, he will definitely take back this great government that was usurped by traitorous ministers with the assistance of loyal ministers and good generals, and return the Song Dynasty to a bright future!

'My father is above, and my son Zhao Xu will definitely avenge you. ’

Zhao Xu's lips moved, and he silently made an oath to his long-gone father.

……………………

"It's almost time for the Emperor and Empress to go."

Han Gang looked at the table clock and found that it was already Shen Shi before he knew it.

Zeng Xiaokuan also cast his gaze over, and was also taken aback, "It's all at this time?!" I have to hurry up, or I'm afraid I won't be able to come back in time. ”

The wedding should be held at dusk, and when Zhao Xu and Yue Niang went to the Taimiao and came back, it should be the time when twilight is approaching.

If there is any delay in the middle, so that the auspicious time is missed, starting with Zhangton, all officials who are in charge of the work of presiding and organizing must be punished, even if Zhangton is the prime minister, he cannot be exempted from responsibility for this - if an organization wants to maintain stability and maintain its vitality, even the head of the organization cannot be exempted from his rightful responsibility.

However, with Zhang Dan's strength, even if the emperor suddenly had diarrhea, he would force the emperor to the jade chariot at the scheduled moment, and he would never care if the emperor would pull on his body.

Han Gang and Zeng Xiaokuan's worries were too redundant. As soon as the words of the two fell, they heard the sound of music in front of them.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both relieved.

Don't worry about things outside, they just need to wait for the team to come back, and then return to work together to congratulate the Son of Heaven.

The current matter is the focus, Zeng Xiaokuan asked: "The matter of the year name, Yukun, have you already mentioned it to the Queen Mother?" ”

Han Gang nodded, "The Queen Mother also said that since the emperor is married, she is no longer a director, and this era name can almost be changed." ”

"'Yuanyou has been blessed for ten years, fortunately blessed by the first emperor, but now it is not needed.' ”

In Han Gang's relayed words, when he didn't speak to the Queen Mother, he felt a loss that was difficult to hide.

But Zeng Xiaokuan tasted it carefully, but he could also feel the current feelings of the Queen Mother from the words.

sighed, Zeng Xiaokuan praised: "The Queen Mother is really a female Zhongyao Shun, a prosperous era, and half of Thailand is the Queen Mother." ”

Han Gang smiled slightly, the benefits are all taken by the Zaifu, this kind of thing does not cost anything, it doesn't matter how much you say.

"The name of Yuanyou was chosen by the Son of Heaven himself. With the current situation, there is no need to let the first emperor work anymore. Zeng Xiaokuan seemed to be emotional, but in fact excited, he asked Han Gang, "Yukun, what do you think?" ”

"I told Zhang Zihou before, the era name is from the beginning of the Han Dynasty, and the ancients have no names. So you don't have to be ancient, even if you don't have a definite date. ”

"How does this work?" Zeng Xiaokuan blurted out, "Do you plan to let future generations compile history books, only to be sure that it is a Song Mouzong for a few years, a few years?" ”

In the end, Zeng Xiaokuan's voice became smaller and softer, the emperor was not dead, and he talked about the future, although he was in power for a long time, Zeng Xiaokuan was still detained by the Gangchang who had been practicing since childhood, and he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"Taizu, Taizong, Zhenzong, Renzong, Yingzong, Xizong, Jinshang." Han Gang flexed his fingers, "According to Qin's example, it can be called Song VII." ”

Qin Shi Huang believed that the ministers were short and long, and there was no courtesy, so he abolished the system of nicknames that had lasted for hundreds of years. According to the rules he set, starting from him, he is the first emperor, and the following is the second, third, fourth, and even infinite worlds, and the year is calculated as a certain year of the first emperor and a certain year of the second.

This is indeed a precedent that can be cited, but it is too appalling to bring out the old precedent of the Qin period. After all, the reputation of the Qin Dynasty was not very good. With Han Gang's cleverness, how could he make such a mistake?

"Yukun!" Zeng Xiaokuan finally understood that Han Gang was joking, but he didn't appreciate Han Gang's joke very much, "In this way, the world is not used to it, and how to distribute the calendar to the four yi, when the time comes, I am afraid that the four yi will also laugh at my Chinese vulgarity, and it is not impossible to write my own era name." ”

Han Gang restrained his smile a little, "I know that Ling Sui has always been erudite, and Fujian has seen many sea visitors, dare to ask Ling Xuan, can you know the calendar of Dashi and Daqin?" ”

Zeng Xiaokuan nodded, he really knew a little, "Both places are based on religion, so the calendar is based on the year of the sect leader's preaching, and it has been pushed down since then. Remember that according to the calendar of the Great Eclipse, it should be more than 400 years old now. ”

Despite a slight mistake, there was nothing wrong with it overall. There are many food merchants in Fujian, but the people from the European Taixi race are very small, and it is not surprising that they have missed a little bit about their calendar.

Zeng Xiaokuan's mind flashed, and he suddenly opened his mouth and stammered, "Yukun, you really plan, plan, the first year of the council, the second year of the parliament to go down like this?" ”

"Don't worry, it's definitely not the council, it's too ugly." Han Gang smiled, "Zhang Zihou didn't say anything?" ”

"I didn't say it." Zeng Xiaokuan shook his head, "He said that he was busy with the marriage of the Son of Heaven, and this matter has been entrusted to Yukun." Yukun, what exactly do you think? ”

"Regardless of the princes and pseudo-kings, even if the subordinates are in power, there is still a nominal emperor on their heads, and there are also kings and the like. But there is only one exception. ”

"Republic?" Zeng Xiaokuan's eyes widened, "Yukun, are you planning to start from the Republic of Zhou Zhao as the first year?" ”

Zeng Xiaokuan's reaction was surprisingly fast, Han Gang was a little surprised, if Zeng Xiaokuan's level of literature and history was so good, why didn't he go to the Jinshi examination, but instead rely on the shade to make up for it?

"I don't want the republic to become an ordinary era name. A name that can be abolished at any time is far from justifiable for parliamentary governance. ”