Su Qingyang paused slightly, seeing that everyone's faces showed incredible expressions, and the smile became a little stronger.

"Doesn't it seem incredible, fantastic?

"Also, it is said that in one year, Xiao Zhao Zhen was going to leave the palace for a trip, and the ministers of the court at that time were afraid that someone would assassinate, so they directly blocked the road, which was a reasonable thing in all dynasties, and the emperor's life was greater than the sky.

"However, after Xiao Zhao Zhen knew, he scolded those ministers on the spot, he was the emperor of the Song Dynasty, and he was not a thief of the Song Dynasty, what is there to hide? So Xiao Zhao Zhen lifted all the blockades, and the people at that time were also curious, they heard about the emperor for so long, and they could finally come and have a casual look, and the streets were surrounded that day.

The ministers panicked, for fear that someone had bad intentions.

Xiao Zhao Zhen smiled, saying that in all dynasties, the people were afraid of the emperor, but now few people are afraid of him, and they dare to come over to take a look, which is a good thing!"

When everyone heard this, they were completely speechless!

Good guy, ordinary emperors regard their lives higher than the sky, and put their lives first at any time, this Song Renzong is good, he doesn't even take any precautions, just so that the people can look at themselves.

This is really putting the people in our hearts!

Everyone knows that the gap between the emperors and the people of the past dynasties is very large, although the vast majority of the people respect the emperor and fear the emperor, but throughout their lives, they have never really seen the emperor.

"The king regards the people as the ......"

Bingbing muttered, vaguely understanding this truth!

Su Qingyang looked at everyone, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao Zhen's life is not only like this, that year Zhenzong died, the emperor died, and he should be buried thickly, and the imperial court at that time prepared a huge coffin, but the ancient road was not very wide, so some ministers played the demolition of the houses and widened the road, and Xiao Zhao Zhen directly scolded those ministers!"

"I'm dead, and the dwellings can't be moved! He fell with a bang, and directly asked people to tear down the walls of the capital to widen the road!

"Now that I think about it, Xiao Zhao Zhen is really an interesting person.

"Let's talk about his old age, Xiao Zhao Zhen due to overwork, and a simple life, in his old age, the disease slowly came up, that day I went to his bedroom to see him, but saw that his room was poorly furnished, even the bedding was moldy and yellow, have you seen the yellowed bedding? I said these are not good for the body, let him get a new set.

Xiao Zhao Zhen said yes, and took out a new one, guess what?

"Yes, those bedding turned out to be moldy and yellow, Xiao Zhao Zhen looked at my expression, and immediately felt a little embarrassed, he explained, these things used are the people's anointing blood, which was slowly earned by the people of the Song Dynasty, and it can't be wasted.

"He also complained to me, saying that once, a minister said that the clothes he was wearing were washed and washed and he was reluctant to throw them away, and he laughed at him for it."

Su Qingyang shook his head and smiled, and many memories flashed in his eyes: "Throughout the long history, for thousands of years, in addition to the teachers, only he impressed me the most, when I was a child, he taught him everything, he not only remembered everything, but also put it in his heart, words and deeds are one, and more serious than I imagined." ”

When everyone heard this, they all had mixed feelings.

They originally thought that the emperor was born to be happy, and despite the hard work, it was naturally more important than the glory and wealth of enjoyment, but after hearing about the life of Song Renzong Zhao Zhen, many people sighed.

An emperor is actually covered with a yellow, moldy bedding.

This is simply unheard of.

But everyone chose to believe it, because Song Renzong's temple number already represents a lot of things, including Su Qingyang's statement, it is impossible to fake.

This is a generation of Ming Jun who really puts the people in his heart.

Many people even have a reverie, if there are a few more such Ming monarchs in China, will the times be more different?

For example, there was a problem in the live broadcast room of the Taoist chief just now......

"However, don't learn from him, when I heard Xiao Zhao Zhen finish saying these words, I told him that the people of the Song Dynasty were indispensable to him, if he was prematurely senile, later people may not have the same heart and ability as him, and ensuring his own body is good for the world of the Song Dynasty, Xiao Zhao Zhen nodded as if he understood whether he understood or not, and changed some bedding later."

Su Qingyang smiled first, then sighed and shook his head: "However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and it didn't take long for Xiao Zhao Zhen to fall, and since then the Song Dynasty has also gone into decline."

But in any case, at least during his reign, the economic prosperity of the Song Dynasty was not weaker than that of any major dynasty, including Tang Ming, all because he put the people in his heart, and he also knew in his heart that the mouth of the people was more important than the truth of preventing Sichuan.

"The people's criticism is often the sharpest, the most bloody, if they are all invisible to the ostrich, the country will only slowly decline!"

When Su Qingyang's words fell, everyone was shocked.

Everyone remembered the process of being banned in the live broadcast room just now, and they were speechless for a while, and gradually understood why Su Qingyang suddenly told the story of Song Renzong......

"Dao Chief, I probably understand."

Bingbing bit her thin lip and nodded very seriously.

"Dao Chief, we get it."

Zhuge Yun and other rich sons also lowered their heads one by one, and while speaking, they bowed their heads to Su Qingyang with great respect, like students who had been taught.

Su Qingyang's gaze swept over, with a little relief.

"Huaxia is lucky to have you juniors!"

Old Man Lin and Baili were also very moved when they saw such a picture, and couldn't help but think of their past studies under Su Qingyang's door, with a relieved smile on their faces, and Baili bumped Old Man Lin's shoulder, almost knocking Old Man Lin down!

Baili smiled: "I think back then, you kid didn't have such understanding!" ”

Old Man Lin's face darkened, and he scolded: "No matter how bad it is, it's much better than your wooden head, you have to listen to what the teacher said ten times before you understand, with a good look like you, you still have the face to scold me?" ”

"Don't scold, don't scold, Lao Lin, I suddenly feel that it's good to be alive, to be able to watch these descendants of China thrive."

Baili smiled unabated, and looked at Zhuge Yun and the others.

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, recalling their original intention of apprenticeship!