Chapter 2: Am I Song Duzong?

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness the Prince, it's not good, the official family, no, it's the emperor who died." A hurried voice rang out.

During the Song Dynasty, people liked to call the emperor an official on a general occasion, perhaps from the saying that "the five emperors are in the world, and the three kings are in the world", but in formal occasions such as court deliberations or weddings and funerals, they are still called His Majesty the Emperor or the Emperor.

"What a mess, it's the emperor and the official." I still seem to be in a deep sleep, am I dreaming?

When the sound sounded again, it was already in my ears, and I slowly opened my eyes, and found myself lying on a large mahogany bed, the surroundings were very unfamiliar, and there were many lights (not electric lights) in the room, which illuminated the room, and the large bed and the other furniture in the room, as well as the decorations, were all antique, and I knew at a glance that it was not a modern thing.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, get up quickly, the emperor has died." The speaker hurriedly knelt down on the edge of the bed when he entered the room, and his tone was slightly sissy, and my intuition told me that the speaker must be a eunuch who only appeared in ancient times.

"Is this filming? No, I'm not an actor, I was still in the corridor just now, wait, am I crossing over? Will I cross too? "I suddenly felt a headache and then fainted.

In a daze, my consciousness did not stop, "I am Zhao Yu at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the crown prince Zhao Yu who has not yet ascended the throne, and the incompetent emperor Song Duzong Zhao Yu in history?" No, I'm still me, Huyan Donghai. ”

The two different kinds of consciousness in my mind continue to alternate repeatedly, from the beginning of the struggle for control with each other, and then slowly fused together, fortunately, this Prince Zhao Yu has been disabled since he was a child, pampered, and his willpower is very weak, and it didn't take long for him to become my captive completely, and was completely absorbed by my consciousness.

But it took me a whole day to completely digest his consciousness.

Oh my God, it turns out that I really crossed over.

I slept for twelve hours, which is twenty-four hours in modern times.

When I woke up, it was about 5 o'clock in the morning on October 27, 1264, and it was exactly one day and one night after the death of the old emperor Song Lizong.

This moment is when the crown prince Zhao Yu is about to ascend the throne, no, now should be the time when I am about to ascend the throne.

When I woke up, I started to feel a little panicked and I didn't know what to do.

"If you come, you will be at ease," I can only comfort myself like this.

I've read a lot of travel novels, most of which are crossed without a specific goal, and I think my crossing seems to have been arranged in advance by the old man in black, and the last mural before entering the stone gate has shown this, but I didn't think about it at the time.

Song Duzong Zhao Yu is the son of Zhao and Rui, the son of Song Lizong's own brother, congenital dysplasia, and then succeeded to Emperor Lizong as a son, it is said that he can walk at the age of five, and he can speak at the age of seven, and was made a prince at the age of 20. Song Duzong was born in 1240 and died in 1274, exactly 24 years and 6 months old when he ascended the throne.

"See my emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." In an uproar, a large number of ministers knelt down in the main hall, these ministers were all dressed in filial piety clothes, at a glance, they looked solemn, only the front one did not kneel, just made a salute, and then sat on the only chair above the main hall, this person was about fifty years old, and his face was quite kind. I know from Zhao Yu's memory that this person is Jia Nidao, the prime minister of the current dynasty, who leans towards the government and the opposition.

According to historical records, although Jia seems to be incomprehensible in politics, he is good at teasing crickets, good pleasures, fun treasures, famous paintings and so on.

Judging from the appearance, this Jia seems to be a little ostentatious, but it doesn't seem to look like a great evildoer. The phrase "people can't be disguised" is really a bit of a truth, however, history has always been written by those in power, what kind of person Jia Rudao is, I still have to observe slowly, but I know that at least now I can't offend this person, and Zhao Yu was able to ascend the throne, Jia Nidao is also indispensable.

"Everyone, love Qing, flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Among these ministers under the hall, I basically have no impression, even in the memory of the crown prince Zhao Yu, I only know three or five people.

"Your Majesty, the old minister will first introduce the ministers of the court to His Majesty one by one." Jia Rudao's rich Zhejiang accent sounded, but fortunately, with Zhao Yu's memory, I could understand it.

After saying the name of a big channel, I didn't remember much, but I only paid a little attention to it when I heard a few names such as Jiang Wanli and Li Tingzhi, but these two people are not in the court now.

After the introduction, I saw that Najia Rudao was still in good spirits, and continued: "Now that the emperor has died, I also ask Your Majesty to issue an order to first deal with the state funeral of the first emperor, so that the first emperor can return to the holy land as soon as possible. ”

"Well, this matter will be handled by the master and minister. I'm a little tired, and I'll discuss big things in seven days. Retreat. I said listlessly in Zhao Yu's tone.

Shichen is Zhao Yu's honorific title for Jia Nidao when he was the prince, as the name suggests, it means to take the minister as the teacher.

Most of the ministers above the hall have heard of the bad deeds of Prince Zhao Yu, and at this time, I saw with my own eyes that I seemed to have no interest in the affairs of the court, and many people showed disappointment and even disdain, but more ministers seemed to have a tacit understanding in their hearts, that Zhao Yu was supported by Jia Yidao, the more so, the more easy it was to fool, from the eyes of this group of people, I could see that it was clearly ridicule and even contempt, only that Jia Yidao's expression was still the same, obviously confident. Of course, there are also a few people who look indifferent, as if who is the emperor Yanjing has nothing to do with them.

However, almost no one noticed the ministers in the palace, I suddenly sneered when I left, my eyes suddenly became sharp, I glanced at the ministers and said secretly, "Hmph, I am not the mediocre and incompetent Zhao Yu, I am me, Huyan Donghai, you all wait, although I don't know how to govern the country and manage the ministers, but after all, I have nearly eight hundred years of knowledge than you." ”

My surname is indifferent, but for this kind of almost open challenge, naturally I will not back down, if I back down, then I can only be that Zhao Yu, this is me, Huyan Donghai, a modern person will not agree to it anyway.

Of course, until I figure out the situation, it's best to go in the lurking way.

Even if it's not for the Southern Song Dynasty, you have to think about yourself, Lingshan is ruthless, and my heart is dead, since these people think I'm so careless, let me have a good time with you, I'm not even afraid of death now, what else is there to be afraid of.

The ancient emperors had to get up early in the morning, and it was hard enough, no wonder many emperors in history Yanjing were reluctant to go to the court, it seems that this rule will have to be changed in the future, otherwise I, a person who likes to sleep lazy, will really not be able to stand it, if I often don't go to the early dynasty, I will be called a faint monarch by those so-called loyal ministers and historians.

At this time, as soon as the sky dawned, I returned to the Tai** where I had lived in the east of the palace, and I lay on the bed and fell asleep without even taking off my clothes.

"Little lazy worm, it's time to get up."

"Don't be noisy, let me squint a little longer."

"Huh? No, how is this the voice of Le Lingshan? I opened my eyes suddenly, and I was still lying on the high-quality mahogany bed, and the room was quiet, it turned out to be just a dream of Nanke.

In the past, Lingshan always liked to call me a little lazy worm when I was sleeping.

"Lingshan, why are you doing this to me?" When I thought of Le Lingshan, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart, my chest seemed to be blocked by a stone, it was so uncomfortable that I couldn't even take a normal deep breath, I sighed, and I fell asleep for a while.