Originally, he planned to take a rest at home and wait for the next day to enter the palace to see Song Huizong, but before he finished talking about the secret path with Shi Qian, a little eunuch hurriedly sent Zhao Ji's message, asking Wu Kai to go to the 'Long Live Mountain' immediately to see the driver. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This 'Long Live Mountain' refers to a hill artificially piled up by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty in the northeast of the Imperial Palace.

In order to get out of this mountain, Zhao Ji spent a lot of money, successively spent nearly 20 years, first piled soil as the base, and then embellished with thousands of pine and cypress, and finally with the help of the 'flower stone' transported from the south of the Yangtze River, the scenic spots of the three mountains and five mountains were copied a lot, so this hill is also called 'Gen Yue'.

When he left Beijing in March, this 'Long Live Mountain' had not yet been completed, and it was obvious that even if the Liao Dynasty was defeated and hundreds of thousands of elites were lost, it did not affect Song Huizong's enthusiasm for cultivating the garden in the slightest.

There is little gossip, but it is said that after Wu Kai received the commandment, it was not early to see the sky, and it was estimated that Zhao Ji would stay overnight in Wansui Mountain, so he first went back to the back house to explain, so as not to worry the women, and then let Xie Zhen and Jiebao prepare the frame and honor guard, and rushed to Wansui Mountain.

When I arrived at the foot of Banzai Mountain, I saw that the red palace wall was endless, and I didn't know how long it was, and the stone lions at the door were not placed, but two natural stone sculptures of a dragon and a wind.

Changed to the little eunuch to drive in front, all the way straight in, I don't know how many pavilions and pavilions, dougong cornices, suddenly heard the sound of silk and bamboo in front of the ear, the carriage under the body also slowed down, not long after, stopped under a red crape myrtle tree like a paper umbrella.

"Master Kuni."

The little eunuch jumped out of the car neatly, leaned over and lifted the curtain, and said cautiously: "The official family is in good spirits, and the villain really doesn't dare to come forward to disturb, so I can only ask you to walk a few more steps, and ask the adults to atone for their sins."

Wu Kai naturally didn't care about this with a little eunuch with no name or surname, so he also got out of the car quickly and walked in the direction where the sound of bamboo came.

Said to walk a few more steps, in fact, not far away, around a white elephant-shaped rockery, I saw a woman dancing in the octagonal pavilion in front of her, but saw her sleeves like floating clouds, waist swinging, but only in front of the person who stroked the qin.

These two are none other than Concubine Wei Xian and Song Huizong.

Seeing their loving appearance of Qin Se and Ming, what appeared in Wu Kai's heart was the exquisite figure of Concubine Wei Xian in the rain and fog - missing***** it was really missing some charm.

Standing in place and stopping for a while, it was not until the end of Song Huizong's song that Wu Kai walked over while applauding: "The poor monk listened to the mourning music of 7749 days in the Goryeo Taimiao, and his heart was already like stopping water, but he didn't want to listen to His Majesty's piano but suddenly came alive. ”

"National Teacher!"

Seeing that it was Wu Kai, Song Huizong jumped up happily, subconsciously took a few steps out, and when he was in the pavilion and outside the pavilion, he found that he was a little out of shape, and he waved his hand behind him with a calm look, and ordered: "Okay, you guys should retreat first." ”

Several palace ladies and eunuchs bowed down to respond, and obediently retreated along the stone path to the forest, although Concubine Wei Xian also responded, but did not immediately turn around and leave, after a little hesitation, she handed a meaningful look through Song Huizong, and then silently spit out three words.

She obviously wanted to say something to Wu Kai, but she didn't dare to say it because of Zhao Ji's presence, so she had no choice but to silently make a lip shape.

But the question is......

What does 'below you' mean?

It's not that I'm not satisfied with Song Huizong's size, so I want to ask if I'm big enough, right?

Wu Kai was thinking crankily in his heart, but in the face of Song Huizong, he didn't dare to show any traces, so he could only watch Concubine Wei Xian leave the Octagonal Pavilion with a lot of worries.

"National Teacher!"

After making sure that everyone was leaving, Song Huizong immediately changed color, rushed to Wu Kai in three steps and two steps, grabbed Wu Kai's arm, and said hurriedly: "Have you heard about the situation of the Battle of Liao?!" ”

Isn't this nonsense!

Now who has ears, who doesn't know that the imperial court defeated Liao, not only failed to recover the sixteen states of Youyun, but lost more than 100,000 elites - well, according to the official caliber of the imperial court, it should be more than 100,000 dead waste materials.

Originally, Wu Kai was also ready to answer according to the official caliber, but looking at Zhao Ji's anxious face, it was obviously not as calm and light as the rumors.

So after a little silence, Wu Kai didn't answer and asked, "Your Majesty, but what does your majesty want the poor monk to do?" ”

"The national teacher really knows my heart!"

Song Huizong originally didn't plan to listen to Wu Kai's comments on the battle of Liao, but seeing that he took the initiative to ask so upright, he hurriedly said: "I hope that the national teacher can carefully calculate whether the Jurchens will invade the Song Dynasty in the south!" ”

Or nonsense!

What wolf sees a fat sheep and doesn't want to come up and take a few bites?

"This ......"

Wu Kai complained in his heart, and pretended to be very embarrassed and said: "Your Majesty, that Fang La is only a thief in the country after all, and the poor monk can still calculate one or two - but this Jurchen is a foreign enemy, involving the collision of luck between countries, although that luck is an intangible substance, it is heavier than Mount Tai, and it is really difficult to see a scale and half a claw with a mortal body!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Ji's face suddenly turned into disappointment, and he muttered gloomily: "I can't even guess the national teacher, how can this be called a widow?" ”

How is it good?

Of course, he is working hard to make the country rich and strong, and he will do everything possible to scare the Jurchens back!

After muttering a few words, Zhao Ji asked without giving up: "National teacher, is it really impossible to calculate the affairs between these countries?" ”

"This ......"

Wu Kai deliberately put on a look of embarrassment, and said: "If the poor monk does his best, maybe he can ...... It's just that once the luck of the two countries backfires, the poor monk is afraid that he will not be able to get out of the whole body. ”

"Is that true?!"

As soon as he heard that there was a door, Zhao Ji suddenly got up again, hurriedly put his palms together and bowed deeply, and said: "It is said that I should not be forced to work hard, but this matter is related to the well-being of the people in the world, so the widow can only ask the national teacher to give it a try!" ”

Ah~phew!

It's a shame that this guy still has the face to mention the 'people in the world', not to mention anything else, in order to build this 'Long Live Mountain' at his feet, there have been more than one million people who have been ruined by the 'Huashi Gang' in the past 20 years? !

To tell the truth, Wu Kai looked at his exaggerated appearance, it was really disgusting, but fortunately, his acting skills were not covered, he was stunned to endure the disgust, and put on a righteous and awe-inspiring posture and said: "Your Majesty doesn't have to be like this!" Anyway, since it is for the well-being of the common people in the world, what can the poor monk do if he gives up this stinky skin? ! ”