Chapter 190: Zhao Yu's inner world

The door of the room opened again, and it was the Emperor Li Zong who came in, only this time it seemed that Li Zong was already an old dragon clock, even though he was only in his sixties.

"I" saw that Li Zong entered, hurriedly waved away a group of beauties, got up and said goodbye, and then said: "The Holy Body of the Father and Emperor is not proper, and I have to deal with major affairs in the court, so I should rest more." ”

"Emperor, my father's body is clear to me." After Song Lizong sat down, he pointed to the seat next to him and said, "You can sit too." ”

"Yes, Father."

"Emperor, it is indeed difficult for you to bear the burden of Jiangshan Sheji. Alas! Father has no choice, you are my only heir, and my Zhao family's country can only be handed over to you. ”

"Father, you just don't feel itchy, just rest for a few days, your father won't fall, how can I leave my father in this country, there are many things for children to learn, and they need to listen to their father's teachings." I felt "my" heart shocked, inside and outside the palace, Emperor Li Zong has always been "me" backer, but also the only backer, if this backer falls, "I" should be good? From the heart of "me", "I" don't want my father to go west, first, my father is my backer, and with my father, "I" can continue to be the Prince of Taiping and enjoy it to the fullest, and second, "I" still have feelings for my father.

Song Lizong smiled and said: "Emperor, everyone is born, old, sick and dead, even if you and I are the supreme, we will not be spared." I once said at the court meeting that you are the son of peace for ten years, and this is indeed what I learned from my dreams, and it is not my fabrication. Emperor, you have also grown up, I ask you, what do you think of that Jia Dao? ”

In fact, "I" can't figure out the situation of the ministers of the Qing Dynasty at all, only because Jia seems to support "me", so I will have a good impression of him: "Father, the child thinks that this Jia seems to be okay." ”

Song Lizong also knew that "I" couldn't say anything, so he said: "I once pinned my hopes on those famous physicists, but when the situation was critical and the imperial court needed heroic figures to vigorously rectify the state affairs, none of these physicists could do it. Most of the advice they gave me was to make a fuss about personal matters, no high-spirited, sincere, and bullshit. This kind of sage kung fu is too vain, and I am getting more and more tired of it, these sages are not as good as my cricket-fighting brother-in-law Jia Nidao, because Jia Nidao can still find a way to get money for military expenses. ”

"I" didn't know what Song Lizong meant by saying this, so he just nodded indifferently.

After listening to it, I think there is still some truth in the words of the first emperor, these so-called great Confucians speak the head of the Tao, but when they really want to offer advice, they just shout slogans, and there is no real advice.

Li Zong picked up a glass of wine on the table, drank it all, and then said: "Emperor, although you are not my biological son, but Empress Xie is your adoptive mother after all, she is not deliberately unable to get along with you, on the surface, she has always been at odds with you, this is to hate you, in fact, your mother has always cared about you in her heart." People often say that strict fathers and mothers, but when I come here, I am a strict mother and a loving father. Haha, yes and no? ”

Whether it is an emperor or an empress, even if it is high, it is still human in essence, and if it is a human being, it will have seven emotions and six desires. The people of the royal family are not without family affection, but in most cases they are covered up by the open and secret battles in the palace.

At this moment, I realized the outpouring of family affection in my heart, after all, "I" also have feelings.

After Rijong went out, I felt "my" thoughts, since it was my father's request, then I would try it myself, maybe I could do it myself? Didn't my father say that he was the son of peace for ten years? If it doesn't work, then hand over the government to Jia Rudao to manage.

This is the last bit of confidence in Zhao Yu's heart, although it is a kind of Don Quixote confidence.

"I" had a very simple idea, but I felt that "I" should not have been born in the emperor's family, but fortunately, "I" had no competitors, otherwise I would have died a miserable death.

After a while, Xiao Qi entered the house and said, "Prince, it's not good, the emperor fainted." ”

"What?"

"Prince, say as you walk, go to Ningqian Palace."

The scene in the house instantly switched to the bedroom of the first emperor of Ningqian Palace.

Song Lizong was lying on the bed, his eyes closed, obviously hopeless. Several imperial doctors from the Tai Hospital stood silently aside, not even daring to come out. Xie Daoqing's expression was grim, and he was sitting on a chair next to the bed.

I saw "me" hurriedly enter the house, came to the bedside, and saluted Xie Daoqing: "Mother, how is my father?" ”

Xie Daoqing glanced at me coldly, didn't speak, and motioned to the imperial medical officer on the side, who saw this and hurriedly shook his hands and whispered: "Prince, Your Majesty is already in a deep coma, and the situation is probably not good." ”

"Be specific."

"Maybe, maybe it's just a few days ago." The Imperial Medic said in a trembling voice.

Although "I" knew that my father was not in good health, I didn't expect it to be so fast, and stood by the bed in a daze for a while, at a loss.

"The Prince." Xie Daoqing's voice was cold.

"Ah, the Queen Mother."

"There are not many official times, and you, as the heir to the throne of my Great Song Dynasty, should prepare early. The official family has high hopes for you, and you know it well, and I hope you can remember the official teachings for you, so that you can do it yourself. After Xie Daoqing finished speaking, he looked at me with a complicated expression, and left without looking back.

"I" couldn't help but shiver, looked sluggish, and sat down on the edge of the bed with weak legs. I could feel the fear of "me", and from "me" heart, I could see Xie Daoqing's attitude towards "me", which was clearly contempt and even some disgust.

Xie Daoqing's glance when he left knocked the last bit of self-confidence of "me" back to its original form.

I gradually understood that this is Zhao Yu's inner world, and the long-term depression has made his mentality extremely strange, and he is one step away from mental illness. And the bright wine is a good medicine in his heart, he numbs himself with this lifestyle, and over time, it is like smoking opium, and it is difficult to quit.

According to historical records, Zhao Yu showed an upward heart at least on the surface for a period of time after he ascended the throne, but this was just an explanation to the first emperor, because Zhao Yu quickly sank, and his life should have been accompanied by wine.

At the beginning of a person, is the surname good or the surname evil? In fact, there are all of them, but in the acquired experience, it depends on which kind of surname can dominate.

Everyone has two faces, just like my mask, but the mask on the surface can't hide their truth after all.

The real surname of "me" is drunken life and dream death, so what about me? What is my inner world? Am I and "I" the same person? If so, isn't my inner world mine? If not, why can I hear and see "me"?

I found that my mind began to be a little confused, and I and "I" were once again intertwined, which was completely different from when I first crossed over to Zhao Yu, when I took the initiative to devour Zhao Yu's consciousness, and this time it seemed that I wanted to merge.

The situation in the room changed again, and the pagoda I had seen in my hallucinations appeared around me again, and there was a small blood-red pagoda in the middle, which was above me and slowly moved down from mid-air, while I was still sitting in the same place.

"It's strange, how can there be signs of leakage of the dragon qi of my Emperor Star?" The dragon and tiger mountain was upside down, and the Dao Master who had been watching the celestial phenomena had a look of surprise on his face.

"Look at the natal star, it seems that something has changed." Zhang Tianshi didn't know when he appeared beside Daofa.

Although the moon is still bright in the sky, the two emperor stars in the north and south are tenaciously emitting a faint light, the northern emperor star flashes and flashes regularly, and always maintains a constant brightness, while the brightness of the southern emperor star is gradually weakening.

Dao Master and Zhang Tianshi looked at each other, and they were both unclear.

Little by little, the blood-red tower approached downward, and my intuition told me that although this small tower was small, it had the power to oppress everything, and with "me", it was enough to be crushed into powder.

The last time I appeared in a hallucination, it was the voice of the old man in black who pulled me back, but what about this time? Will "my" have as good luck as mine?

My anxiety grew, and I watched the fall of the little red tower, and I was powerless to help.