Mu Tuo went north, which Zhao Shuo didn't expect, and when he heard the news, he almost didn't laugh and turned his back on it.

If Mu Tuo dies in East Turkistan, he will still have the opportunity to gather with the Mongolian army coming from the east, so as to form an army that can pose a threat to Zhao Shuo, but in order to save his life, he chose to go north, the north is the bitter cold land of Siberia, with the equipment of the current Mongolian army, after entering, it is a problem to keep out the cold.

I'm afraid that there is no need for Zhao Shuo to send someone to chase it down, and it won't be long before Mutuo's army will come out and surrender.

Mu Tuo is looking for death, although it was unexpected by Zhao Shuo, but it also removed his heart disease, without Mu Tuo, there is no threat to the fragmented Mongolia, this world, it is basically the Great Song Dynasty.

Mu Tuo's affairs no longer have to worry about it, and Zhao Shuo, who was relieved, began a new deployment.

Lin Feng continued to sit in Europe, and Parma and Shi Fei continued to pursue, but this pursuit was not really a pursuit, but a siege and surrender, and their combat methods were those who ate and wore clothes, shouting on the road, as long as they surrendered, they ate and drank.

Yue Fei and Ling Yun, who had already come to support from Oceania, Zhao Shuo arranged a new affair for them, arrived at the southern tip of Africa, and traveled north by land.

Naturally, this going north is not a simple northward trip, African tribes, they are going to persuade and recruit.

Ju Zheng and the various armies responsible for intercepting the westward advance of the Mongols, Zhao Shuo gave new instructions.

Now war is no longer the most important, and surrender has become the focus.

After doing this, Zhao Shuo took Wei Yan, Mo Qi and others and began to return to the east.

On the way back to the east, Mo Qi offered his farewell.

Zhao Shuo knew that Mo Qi was still difficult to let go of the threat to Yan Wu, so he did not keep Mo Qi, but as he said before, he gave Mo Qi a handful of money, so that he could go to the rest of his life freely.

Returning to the east is different from going west, the world has basically stabilized, and traveling in the mountains and rivers was mentioned by Zhao Shuo in his daily life.

On the way back to Chang'an, as long as it is a place of interest, Zhao Shuo will go to see it.

After such a delay, when I returned to Chang'an, it was already three years later.

Muto has been wiped out, and Muto has become a prisoner.

The city-state system was promoted throughout the world, and each city-state sent its own representatives to form a huge parliament in Chang'an to discuss the direction of the Great Song Dynasty.

To Zhao Shuo's relief, Zhao Cheng had returned from his journey around the world, and he drew a detailed map according to Zhao Shuo's request.

Another point, tobacco and corn were brought back by Zhao Cheng, although not much, but finally let Zhao Shuo satisfy his hunger.

Eating corn, smoking tobacco, clouds and mist, everyone was shocked.

According to Zhao Cheng, the Mayacomb Kingdom and the Inca Empire in the Americas were willing to join the Great Song Dynasty after seeing the ships and cannons of the Great Song Dynasty.

Now, the world is finally one.

The world is unified, there will be no more wars, Zhao Shuo's ultimate goal has been completed, he is surrounded by five wives and five children, both children and daughters, and there are no regrets in life.

The new laws had been popularized, especially the fact that the city-states could not have armies, which laid the foundation for the unification of the Great Song Dynasty.

Next, Zhao Shuo has no desires.

He smiled and prepared to hold a heroic conference.

He wants to gather all the former kings, emperors, and tribal leaders to enjoy the celebration of the whole world.

Li Qianshun, Wanyan Wu begged to buy, Yelu Dashi, who had been missing for a long time, became the wooden trustee of the prisoner, these people, this time, were his guests.

It was a lavish feast, with singing and dancing to make it so unhappy.

Zhao Shuo, who was worried about his heart, frequently raised his glass, kept drinking, and finally fell to the ground drunk and was carried back to the dormitory.

He slept very deeply this night, and he slept for a long time, and the bits and pieces that happened over the years, like movie shots, kept flashing in his mind, one by one, one by one, one by one......

How many times did you escape from death, how many times did you go on a personal expedition, how many times......

There were too many times, which made Zhao Shuo deeply touched, and he couldn't help but leave tears.

"Doctor, doctor......"

The shouting came into his ears, which made Zhao Shuo a little puzzled, "Call the doctor?" This is the palace maid who has no eyesight? Shouldn't you call the Imperial Doctor? ”

"Uh~! It doesn't seem to be the point, the point is, I just drank some wine, and now I'm sober, as for calling a doctor? ”

After a while, Zhao Shuo felt that someone had grabbed his wrist, and then someone was checking his pulse.

"Miracle, this is really a miracle in the history of medicine, he really woke up."

Isn't it so strange to wake up when you're just drunk and drunk? It's even stranger if you don't wake up!

Zhao Shuo couldn't help but open his eyes, wanting to reprimand this imperial doctor who couldn't speak.

But the moment Zhao Shuo opened his eyes, he was stunned.

This is not a splendid palace, but a simple ward, and sitting next to the bed is his college classmate Han Ya, who has already cried into tears, and standing next to him is a doctor in his fifties who is surprised.

"This ......" Zhao Shuo was confused.

"You fell off a cliff to save me, have you forgotten?" Han Ya looked at Zhao Shuo.

Zhao Shuo has an impression of Han Ya, but his focus now is not on Han Ya, but on why he is back.

"You fell off the cliff in order to save me, and when we found you, you were already in a coma, and the doctor said that you may not be able to wake up in this life, but the emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, and after hard work, you still woke up." Han Ya explained since ancient times.

"And now?" Zhao Shuo asked.

"Twenty-first Century, A.D. 2019." Han Ya wiped her tears and smiled.

"Could it be that this is a dream......" Zhao Shuo couldn't believe it.

Gollum......

Her stomach screamed at this time, and Han Ya chuckled. "You haven't eaten for so long, say, whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."

"Corn!" Zhao Shuo blurted out. "Buy me another pack of cigarettes."

"Smoking is not good." Han Ya said a word, but still went out.

The doctor checked Zhao Shuo's pulse again, and after making sure that everything was normal, he reminded Zhao Shuo that he was unwell and called him, and left.

Zhao Shuo was the only one left in the room, and he reluctantly got up and began to think. If it was a dream, it was too real.

Sighing, Zhao Shuo glanced around the room, ready to find something to pass the time of waiting.

At this moment, a book on the table next to the bed caught his attention.

This is a history book.

Easily took it over, and Zhao Shuo began to look at it casually.

When he crossed the Tang Dynasty and came to the Song Dynasty, he was stunned.

The Northern Song Dynasty perished, the Southern Song Dynasty saw for the first time, and the prince Zhao Shuo ......

It's not a dream!