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Finally, in the rapid gasp, the sweaty Song Tianzi successfully served as the groom official in the Li family. This crazy hand-to-hand battle almost exhausted the physical strength of the two of them, and Zhao Ji hugged the delicate girl tightly and was satisfied, cherishing this hard-won night.

Every time he came at night and left in the early morning, not only did Master Li feel like stealing people, but even Zhao Ji felt very aggrieved. But what can be done? If Master Li is a widow, Zhao Ji can still marry in the palace, after all, there is a precedent in the Great Song Dynasty.

The clan division said "prostitutes are not allowed to enter the palace"! blocked the possibility of Master Li officially entering the palace. That sect deacon, even if his head was cut off by the angry Zhao Ji, he would never leave Master Li's name in the genealogy, and he had the posture of dying for the king.

Zhao Ji naturally wouldn't let that clan's name go down through the ages, and he couldn't bear or was willing to let Master Li enter the palace as a maid, so he could only sneak back and forth between the palace and the Li family like a weasel.

The contradiction between the clan and Zhao Ji has been going on for a long time. As early as the eve of Zhao Ji's birth, Shenzong dreamed that the queen Li Yu visited him and recognized Shenzong as his father. On the fifth day of the fifth month of May the next day, Zhao Ji was born, which caused the displeasure of Shenzong. This matter was learned by the clan, and Zhao Ji was judged to be the royal nemesis of the Zhao and Song dynasties (although the real historical prophecy came true, the Northern Song Dynasty was really lost in the hands of Zhao Ji).

But after all, he was the prince, and Shenzong took great pains to give him the name Zhao Ji, take the righteous auspicious people's heavenly appearance, and send it to Fengyi the following year. Zhao Ji did not see his father until the death of his brother Zhezong, and was taken back to Tokyo to inherit the throne.

Eighteen years of isolation from the royal family, his family and love have already withered in his heart, and his depressed emotions cannot be vented, but he frantically pours out to art. Perhaps this youthful rebellion caused the deacon of the clan who was watching him write poems and paintings with a frightened look on his face, which made him feel the pleasure of revenge.

In the almost paranoid revenge and resentment, which lasted for many years, Zhao Ji finally became the emperor with the highest artistic accomplishment. Although he himself was in pain, like an ascetic, the more he suffered, the more joyful his own heart became, and thus intensified.

When Zhao Ji sat on the dragon chair and looked down on the world, those clans and ministers trembled and bowed at their feet, but he still did not let go of his grievances. What's even more serious is that simply intimidating the clan can no longer satisfy their own pleasure.

Since, the so-called loyal minister, the pillar of the country, dares to say that "the king is frivolous, and he cannot rule the world", he is ready to pay the price for this.

Since you are willing to do your best, the mess you simply toss, looking at your trembling mouths, dripping bloody hearts, and the way you want to cry without tears but are helpless, it is really very happy. Let them see how I rule the world.

If you say that you are thrifty and thrifty, then you are profligate. You say that the pro-virtuous ministers are far from the villain, but the pro-villain is far from the virtuous minister. However, the requisition of the Huashi Gang in Jiangnan several times led to Fang La's rebellion in Jiangnan, and half of the country fell into erosion. This is the power of the king, and if I do this, you can only obey.

Tong Guan, an unassuming minion, gave you an army of 200,000, but he couldn't even defeat 30,000 or 40,000 Khitans, and he still wanted to be crowned king? If it hadn't been for the disgusting defenders of you, they would have cut you down a long time ago.

But fortunately, there must be a Han Wang, who won consecutive battles at a young age. You say that you still have to test and hone, no! For more than a hundred years, let alone the city, who has taken down a single grass and tree in the swallow land?

What 200,000 people didn't do, and before 2,000 people and horses went out, the guards of Yizhou fled, haha! Reward, must be beyond the limit!

The mood was excited, and the strength in his hand was subconsciously a little heavy, and Master Li sighed, "Official, lighter!" In an instant, Zhao Ji came to his senses and apologized.

Familiar with some of Zhao Ji's special habits, Master Li turned around, got into Zhao Ji's arms and said faintly, "The official family must be thinking about happy affairs, no matter how painful the slave family is, it is also joyful, I don't know what kind of happy event, can you share it with the slave family?" ”

Zhao Ji Gufang admired himself, brocade clothes walked at night, it was inevitable that he would be uneasy, and when he saw Master Li's well-behaved questioning, he couldn't help but be interested. "Today I will tell you about a big hero in the army"

Master Li would have a good impression of the rude and shallow military man, but Zhao Ji was so interested, he naturally couldn't help but cooperate. Blinking with big eyes, as if impatient to listen to the story, it is really a great listener.

"More than a month ago, on the border of Song and Liao, in Fengjiazhuang, Zhending Mansion, a young man from the north went down the river and was dying. After everyone's treatment, he finally saved his life, but he didn't expect that this person surnamed Han Minghui returned to the south was not only a man of civil and martial arts, but also a god of medicine, the god of wealth, and the god of wine."

Master Li snorted and laughed, "With so many heavenly gods descending to earth, isn't the Heavenly Palace empty?" ”

Zhao Ji also laughed, "It seems to be right, but this Han Wang really has the ability to be unpredictable." At the beginning, it was Mr. Mengxue, who defeated more than a hundred bandits with just a few dozen peasant households, and then he was out of control. With thirty people, defeat two hundred Liao troops, with more than a hundred people, defeat a thousand cavalry, with dozens of people, you can take down the two cities of Xiongzhou and Baozhou, what is it if it is not Wuqu Xing? ”

He also wrote three poems, "Remembering Qin'e", "Bu Operator", and "Qingyu Case", which are rare in the world. It can also refine steel, purify alcohol, suture wounds, steam liquor, and recently sold a piece of barren mountains and mountains for 60,000 yuan! ”

"Sixty thousand, a barren mountain range? Could it be that he is a liar? Are these all tricks? ”

"I can't see through it, I can't see through it, but there is one thing that Han Wang is admirable."

"Oh, what a feat to admire?"

"Recently, he insisted on going his own way and married the Oiran named 'Little Master' as his wife"

"Ah~ He's confused? What will this affect the future? The little master couldn't help but say with pity.

"Huh! With me here, how can it affect his future? Zhao Ji hugged the smooth body of the little master hard, "It's a pity, although I own the world, I can't dare to love and hate like him, marry the master into the palace, and live up to your kindness."

As an artist emperor, Zhao Ji is very sensitive and narcissistic and conceited. Worldly people, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, are confused, how can they compare with the avenue of verification in calligraphy and painting? As long as you move with your heart, everywhere is the fairy world.

However, because of the obstacle of the Sect Division, it was impossible for Master Li to get an official title and enter the palace. Once the heart is blocked, the avenue will be annihilated, and Zhao Ji's unhappiness will be deepened.

"The slave family doesn't have this idea, and they don't ask for a bodhisattva, after all, the official family is the world, and he is infamous because of his teacher, but he can't redeem himself!"

"These are all false names, I want to live and fly with my teacher, I only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals" Zhao Ji subconsciously clenched his fists, "This Han Wang has just won Yandi Yizhou City, so he must be rewarded for his first merit in Yandi!" ”

Han Wang, who was far away in Yizhou, sneezed several times for no reason, "That bastard is thinking about me?" (To be continued.) )