Of course, this does not mean that this emperor is useless, at least what Wang Hao knows is that Zhao Ji is very good if he has a talent, in literature. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoSong Huizong Zhao Ji is not only good at painting, but also has a high attainment in calligraphy. On the basis of learning from Xue Yao and Chu Suiliang, Zhao Ji's calligraphy created a unique 'thin gold body'. And after the destruction of the country, yes, after the destruction of the country, he also wrote a lot of poems, so I will not give examples here.

It's a pity that he is an emperor, an emperor who owns the whole world, and wealth and luxury blinded him, and finally let the entire Northern Song Dynasty be buried in his hands. Looking at Zhao Ji in front of him, Wang Hao had to sigh.

"Does he know you?" Ruthlessly heard what the emperor said to Wang Hao on the side, and wondered why the emperor knew Wang Hao's name.

"I don't know, I can only say I know. Why do you think he appeared in this Drunken Moon Tower so coincidentally, didn't Zhuge Zheng and I ask him to come. Now he has no place to hide in the entire capital, there are many eyes and ears, and the Shenhou Mansion is the key object of investigation, so it will be arranged in the Zuiyue Tower. Wang Hao winked at this Zhao Ji, and then pulled out the stuff in his mouth again.

This time, the saint is learning to be obedient. screamed without opening his mouth, I'm afraid he was also blinded by Wang Hao's mouth. Instead, he carefully observed the two, for fear that the two would be unfavorable to him.

"Did Mr. Zhuge say any plans?" Wang Hao saw that Zhao Ji had stabilized and began to ask.

"The teacher didn't say much, just told me that if something happens, I will come to you in Zuiyue Tower, and you will arrange everything." Zhao Ji recalled that Zhuge Zheng in the palace suddenly found everything he said one day, and recalled it carefully.

"By the way, the eunuch who was with you is dead, besides, don't be so trembling, since I didn't kill you, I naturally won't do it, just sit down." Wang Hao saw that Zhao Ji was still sitting on the ground and helped him up.

Hearing the death of Gonggong Wu, the saint Zhao Ji looked a little sad, after all, he was a person who had followed him for many years, and he died for himself like this, even if he was the emperor, he would be sad. "I only hate myself for being cowardly and indecisive, and I didn't make a decision until today."

This remark made Wang Hao look at it a little differently, the most difficult thing for a person is not the opponent but himself, and the person who has the courage to admit his mistakes is worthy of appreciation. Let's not talk about the history that Wang Hao knows, the Zhao Ji in front of him is definitely not the Zhao Ji he knows.

"Why be cowardly? Since you know that there is a thief, you should be punished, and how can you delay it to this point. Ruthless didn't speak until Zhao Ji said that he was cowardly, thinking of his family, since he didn't have the slightest softness for his family, why should he be indecisive and unwilling to do anything to people like Cai Xiang.

"Because the two are incomparable, your family was just a role model at that time, and Cai Xiang is different, he is the prime minister of the dynasty, and when I find out about him, it is too late, once the army is mobilized, it will inevitably crisis the people." didn't care about the offense in the ruthless mouth, Zhao Ji began to tell his thoughts.

"So you can only be this ending, but I don't know which emperor will leave traitors by his side, and he won't let the people of the world suffer if his existence doesn't have to be exterminated? It's just that one is physical and the other is spiritual. Wang Hao retorted on the side, a little unaware of Zhao Ji's thoughts.

Later, Wang Hao talked to this contemporary emperor about the ideas of the two, from Qin Shi Huang's book burning to Confucianism, and down to Emperor Yang of Sui's war against Goguryeo. It can be described as a lot of chat. Fortunately, Wang Hao knows more about these histories, otherwise he really doesn't know what to say.

"Sir is erudite and talented, I admire! I don't know if I'm interested in going to the palace...... Alas...."Halfway through the words, Zhao Ji thought that he couldn't even go back to the palace now, and it was too early to say this.

After chatting for a long time, Jiao Niang, who had been away for a long time, also came to see the situation again, and was relieved to see that the saint was fine. But at this moment, an unexpected visitor interrupted the peaceful scene.

Outside the Zuiyue Building, dozens of people wearing red coats and masks on their faces rushed into the restaurant. What is brought is endless slaughter, as long as you see people directly raising knives and falling, there is no one left alive. The shouting was incessant, and the people upstairs couldn't hear such a loud movement.

"Yayu, you stay here to protect the saints, and I'll go out and deal with them." Wang Hao heard the sound for the first time, and asked Jiao Niang to hide with Zhao Ji aside, leaving ruthless protection, and then left the room by himself.

As soon as he left the room, Wang Hao saw that all four were corpses, most of them were guests who stayed here. It seems that after this time, Zuiyuelou's reputation in the capital will rise by three points, and it is impossible to say whether it is good or bad.

Wang Hao's appearance was naturally greeted by someone, after jumping to the first floor, the assassin found Wang Hao's figure, and several people stepped forward and the knife in their hands fell directly head-on, but it was a pity that they made a mistake in their wishful thinking, only thinking that Wang Hao was also an ordinary guest in this restaurant, how could they know Wang Hao's skills.

In an instant, all the assassins near Wang Hao fell to the ground and were no longer alive. The rest of the people didn't care when they saw their companions fall to the ground, and several of them continued to step forward, not caring about their own lives or deaths, it seemed that these people were some dead soldiers.

As Wang Hao continued to kill these people, his eyes noticed that the other dead soldiers were all kneeling on one knee, each holding a small object in their hands, facing Wang Hao's direction. After Wang Hao saw it, his eyes lit up, and he instantly thought of what these things were.

"Firearms? It seems that firearms were already being used at this time. After saying this sentence secretly, Wang Hao didn't dare to slack off, accelerated the speed of harvesting, and then took advantage of a gap to close his hands together, and then waved forward, as if something was pushed out by Wang Hao.

The dead soldiers also saw Wang Hao's movements, and they didn't understand it at first, but then everyone's eyes widened, and they didn't believe what they saw.

It turned out that after Wang Hao's palms were pushed out, a dragon formed by internal force flew out from the palm of his hand, and there was even the sound of a dragon's groan, flying directly towards the dead soldiers, and when he came into contact with these dead soldiers, what he brought was not only internal force, but also death, falling down one after another, like harvesting wheat.

"Tick... A whistle sounded from outside the Drunken Moon Tower, and then the few remaining dead soldiers began to retreat, without any hesitation or bothering with the corpses of their dead companions. In an instant, only Wang Hao was left alive, and the countless corpses around him and the blood on the ground like water.