this day.

It is the highlight moment of Zhao Yi's life.

One person bows down, and ten thousand followers.

Enthronement.

For the emperor.

Send a big picture.

Dingding.

But is being an emperor really a good thing?

Listen to the shout of Banzai in your ears.

Look at the self-cowardly gaze on both sides of the street.

Zhao Yi, who has already become the emperor, does not have much joy in his heart.

Yes, more.

It is a kind of sadness called helplessness, but in fact sadness.

Linjiang.

This imperial city is a prison.

imprisoned the flesh of the city.

And the imperial palace, located in the very center of the imperial city, was his exclusive cell.

Walk in.

I can't go out again.......

Rebel.

Turnover.

This series of big turnarounds has not been carried out without any waves.

The bright yellow dress of the Son of Heaven was embellished by Zhao Yi.

Sitting on the dragon chair made of pure gold in the palace.

What appeared in front of us was a mutual attack between the parties within the country and the DPRK.

What needs to be faced is a balanced way of singing from you and singing from us.

Emperor?

Emperor?

He is just the most powerful prisoner in the world.

Will he be able to walk out of this splendid palace for the rest of his life?

Zhao Yi didn't know.

But he knew that his time was valuable.

His life was bought from someone else's hands.

Not a single cent is wasted!

To quell the turmoil in the neighboring city, Zhao Yi only spent three days.

As an emperor, he is really talented in terms of imperial mental arts.

It took Zhao Yi seven months to pacify, dispatch, master, and control officials at all levels in the country.

It only took him two and a half months from rebellion to accession to the throne!

The human heart is often more terrible than the enemy.

What is more terrifying than the human heart is to be in a group of people who do not have a 'heart' and ask them to help fulfill your 'wish'.

This process is defined by Zhao Yi as cultivating blood qi.

He was tentatively set at ten years.

Ten years later, he hopes that in this small court, there will be no one 'talking about golden changes'.

No one's first reaction when they hear that 'General So-and-so fought with the Jin people at such and such a place' is to persuade him to 'hand over' the people who are fighting!

Hell is precious!

Zhao Yi hates this!

But what about him?

Kill one, and the top is the other.

Kill ten, and someone will die on the pillar, and scold him for being a 'faint king', a 'king of the dead country', and a merchant who will bring 'disaster' to the Southern Song Dynasty!

Some people have been kneeling for a long time and can no longer stand up.

Not only can I stand up on my own.

All who stand are still their enemies in their eyes!

It's scary.

But it is a reality that Zhao Yi must face after becoming the emperor.

Almost every day when he went to court, someone would nagging in his ear such as:

'The country of Jin is powerful, and we must think about it in the long run...'

'We are all for the continuation of the dynasty...'

"The Jin people are terrible, Your Majesty must not bury the good situation of my Southern Song Dynasty because of a moment of honor and disgrace...."

'Endure for a while, and the wind will be calm....'

'Your Majesty... Why don't you kiss...'

'Your Majesty, this year's annual tribute to the Kingdom of Jin.....

"Your Majesty, that Yue Fei traitor dares to provoke Yu Dajin's border troubles without authorization, he is bent on killing me in the Southern Song Dynasty.....

'Your Majesty, if Yue Fei doesn't kill this thief, it will definitely be a sign of the country's destruction.....

Ministers, again.

Zhao Yi was listening.

I've listened for a long time, I'm used to listening, and I'm comfortable listening.

From time to time, when someone asked him to sue those border army generals, he would smile and ask:

"It's okay to kill so-and-so, so-and-so's family, if you kill so-and-so but still cause trouble, is it okay to punish your nine clans alone?"

As soon as the words came out, what was waiting for Zhao Yi was naturally all kinds of abuse in the name of dissuasion.

He couldn't raise his head when he scolded.

He couldn't even scold him.

When there is no one in the entire court who cares about you, what can you do if you are ambitious?

Zhao Yi can do it.

It is to intercept some more revenue every year and send it to the border army.

Protect a few more generals who are 'unauthorized to open up border troubles', and see when they can destroy this country.

Promote more flesh and blood people, and watch their flesh and blood be consumed by the court day after day.

Oh yes.

During this period, he also picked a few unsatisfactory generals to kill.

Outcome.

It's just that there are a few more 'voluntary burials' above the court, but they are 'dissuaded' by the courtiers

Kill?

Can't be killed!

You give an order under your front feet, and someone on your back foot will secretly let you go.

Then during the New Year's holidays, someone will nag in your ear, saying, 'Your Majesty, it's time for the day of amnesty.'...

One is not checked.

In a few days, Zhao Yi will see it.

In the recital in front of him, there was suddenly more recommendation of 'so-and-so is not a powerful person, but a great Confucian of the world'.

It is self-evident who the recommender is.

Day after day.

Chaohua white head.

On weekdays, the ministers are intrigued, and at night they are busy with various twists and turns sent to the table.

There was another rebellion in such and such a place.

There was another natural disaster in such and such a place.

Today, a section of the Yangtze River collapsed.

How many people will freeze to death tomorrow winter.

The day after tomorrow, there were many refugees from the north who needed to be resettled.

The day after tomorrow, the bandits returned from a certain place, and the officials of such and such a place ......

Endless trivia, endless chores.

If this continues, will the years he have exchanged be enough to last until the day he sees the success of the Northern Expedition?

Zhao Yi didn't know.

What he knew was that the accumulation on the Yangtze River defense line was getting deeper and deeper.

The number of people has accumulated from the initial 300,000 to nearly one million.

Weapons updated.

Manpower is refined.

What should I do if I encounter a large tide of displaced people?

Dispatched to the army.

What to do in case of drought or flooding?

Settle down to Juntun Tuntian.

A certain stinky and shameless Lan Jiazi has made a weapon, what should I do if I want to negotiate the price with the country?

Approve him! But can't give all!

The front foot army department had just finished shopping, and the back foot took a look.

Ay? Actually launched a new one?

What to do?

What can I do!

Looking at the crossbow machine on the letter, it has evolved step by step from the divine bow crossbow, generalized crossbow, repeating crossbow, and iron arm crossbow.

Zhao Yi couldn't cry or laugh!

Seeing these crossbow machines become more convenient, sharper, longer-range, more armor-piercing, and shoot more arrows almost every year.

Zhao Yi seemed to see a little guy covered in copper who was showing his teeth and claws towards him......

Angry?

Shame and anger?

Teased?

Zhao Yi looked at it indifferently!

Since he can even be the emperor, how can he be tempted by this small matter of money?

The amount of money is just a prop he uses to restrain the world.

"This new iron-armed crossbow is still really easy to use."

Another day.

Putting down the 'new-style crossbow machine' that shot through the infantry armor in his hand, Zhao Yi smiled and instructed the little yellow door beside him, such as the Ministry of Industry to continue to suppress the price of weapons purchased somewhere in Xiangyang, if he couldn't suppress it, he, who was the emperor, would behead a certain dog.

Well, as soon as the front foot finished saying this, the back foot he, the emperor, praised the glass beads produced by a glass factory on the table, and praised this pearl of the East China Sea must be worth a thousand gold!

Such an act......

Is it to the effect that you want to add some interesting things to yourself in this leisure time?

One day at a time.

Survive one day at a time.

One day is better than another.

One day is worse than another.

A group of people above the court finally couldn't walk and couldn't speak.

The people who 'drilled' out of the army, from the people, from the north, and from Zhao Yi's 'roster' also began to fill the parliament of the court.

A new generation replaces the old.

There was a little more anger in the small court.

Another day, after a clash between the generals and people at the border gates, it was finally the praise that overcame the dissatisfaction.

Zhao Yi is very proud!

Decade.

From the bloody dog who was scolded at the beginning, to the fact that someone finally stood up and spoke, and then to today's fighting in the courts.

Who knows how he, the emperor, got through?

His army began with the 'suppression of bandits'.

Fight the Nanban.

Quelling unrest.

Sparring Western Xia.

and then a 'disobedient thief' with a small army to the Jin country's almost corrupted ** molested.

From a skirmish of three or five people, to thirty or fifty people with swords.

There are wins and losses.

There is life and death.

But after all these years of practice, there will be no stupid words like 'Jurchen is invincible' when someone is shouting!

How can you be brave when you fight on the battlefield?

The army of the Southern Song Dynasty was emboldened by batch after batch of thorns.

But Zhao Yi, who became the emperor, became more and more 'timid' day by day.

I'm seriously ill.

Coughing.

I'm vomiting blood.

Anatopectomy is ......

Now, after hearing that there was a conflict between the border army and somewhere, he didn't need those ministers in the court and the central government to complain, and he would 'shocked' reprimand some leading generals!

How can you do this?

And then.

After the reprimand.... What should you do, what are you going to do?

I have disciplined everything, and I have condemned and condemned.

If you force me to do something else, what if you force these generals with heavy armies to rebel?

Zhao Yi felt that he was very cowardly!

He was afraid of the Jin, he was afraid of the Mongols, and he was even more 'afraid' of the generals who led the army under his command!

Whenever this happens, there will be 'old ministers' who come out to complain about him.

Say that these **, warlords, aren't they all raised by you?

If it weren't for your indulgence at the beginning, how could I be in the same situation as I am today?

was reprimanded like this, and on the list that Zhao Yi was afraid of, there was once again a list of these old ministers who were about to die.

Ten years have passed, and the ministers who 'welcomed him into Beijing' at the beginning.

It is also the death of the dead, and the retreat of the retreat.

What can be seen right now..... There really aren't a few left.....

Whenever he thinks of this, Zhao Yi will feel a little sad.

Feel the passage of time.

I also feel that my years are numbered.

How long will he live?

The old man in Wudang Mountain said that he had made up for his twenty years of life, but how could he feel that he was almost alive?

Another day was busy until the sky was getting brighter, thinking that he would have to deal with the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government today, Zhao Yi smiled and asked someone to bring a bowl of ginseng soup.

Drink it all.

Discreetly excited.

Then, he stood up and walked to the court.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he felt like the world was spinning.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

provoked the little yellow door on the side to pounce anxiously.

His eyes were full of tears.....

What are you panicking about?

Don't panic!

Anyway, the old fairy said that he could live for twenty years, and if he couldn't live, it was a big deal to wait until he died and then go to him to settle accounts!

He wiped the blood from his mouth indifferently.

Wait until the dizziness subsides.

Zhao Yi put on a smile again and strode towards the palace in the distance.

It's another day.

I don't know how to do it today.

Few people in the main hall spoke again.

Sitting on the dragon chair, Zhao Yi looked down indifferently.

In front of him, there was a stack of folds.

Most of them are asking the Holy Majesty to order the withdrawal of troops, beware of words such as Yue Fei's rebellion.

Northern expedition.... Oh no, no, it should be said that the group of thorns began to provoke Uncle Jin again!

Ay?

Why can't you stop for a few days?

When someone played, he learned that Yue Fei of Xiangyang actually led the army north without respecting the holy order.

Zhao Yi was so shocked that he almost fell from the dragon chair.

"How dare that?

How so?

Just a Yue Fei, a mere general, how dare to disrespect the holy order and send troops privately?

What the?

You said no, but he didn't go by himself?

The rest of the Yangtze River defense line, there are still people who dare to respond?

It's the other way around! It's going to be a rebellion!

Zhu Qing save me! Zhuqing's family saved my life!! ”

Under the panic for a moment, Zhao Yi's body was unstable, and he fainted directly on the court.

The ministers were terrified.

The next day, news came from the palace, saying: The holy dragon body is not safe, and it needs to be respected, but the Northern Expedition must be known.

If you can bring it back, the saint will be rewarded!

The words of the little eunuch on rice paper are called worrying.

It seems that he has seen the scene where when Yue Fei rebelled, the ministers dissuaded him, but he was stabbed by Yue Fei.

Unable to bear it, the little eunuch turned his back and left.

And the ministers who remained.....

Look at each other.

Then, tacitly staggered his gaze.

Now that the Northern Expedition has taken place, whoever dares to stop it will be pulled to see the end of the sacrificial flag!

Counting the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, how many people are willing to die as martyrs?

Don't say it..... It's really special!

And the number is not a few......

It's just that these people are still entangled in their hearts, Yue Fei's Northern Expedition is also a war, isn't it?

Whether he rebels or not.....

Or..... When he's done, let's go to the dead again?

Won't this be bad for the country....

These people are still struggling.

They didn't struggle for a few days.

From the north, the news of the recovery of Bianliang Road came.....

The ministers boiled.

Cheer.

Palpitating.

Hats that represent noble power are flying all over the sky.

After this battle, it seems that there are no more voices shouting 'Uncle Jin' in the court.

Oh. Wrong.

There are still.

At least Zhao Yi, who is half dead, is still standing on the last shift for them.

Uncle Jin can't be killed!

Uncle Jin is invincible!

You persuaded me like this one by one, and now you believe me, why do you still rebel?

This is going to ruin the country!

One by one, I'm afraid that you are looking forward to the lonely death not early enough, and you want those Uncle Jin to take the lonely life!

Above the court, in the face of the cheers of the ministers, Zhao Yina called a 'heartache'.

always felt that the Manchu Dynasty and the military loved to come against him.

There are always people who want to harm me!

Under the eyes of countless ministers, Zhao Yi retreated step by step.

Halfway through.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but clutch his chest.

The familiar feeling of vertigo struck again.

"Lingzun.....

Solitary....

How long can it last......"