Zhao Gou fell on the couch, his court clothes had not changed, the tears on his face had not dried, he looked at the pattern on the top with his eyes open, motionless.

Finally, he rolled over, buried his face in the palm of his hand, and shrugged his shoulders, and if anyone came close to listen, they would find that the emperor's gnashing of teeth was mixed with a crying and laughing whimper!

"Zhao Huan, brother of the prince, no, it's the emperor's brother, you are finally dead! Well, very good! There is no one in the world who can threaten my throne anymore! ”

"What if you're the crown prince? What if it is the prince destined by the Great Song Dynasty? Your father favors you, the officials praise you, and the palace people scold you, so what? Now, sitting on the supreme seat of the 95th Great Song Dynasty is me! It was I who saved half of the Great Song Dynasty from the disaster of losing the country! ”

"You and your father, as well as the civil and military officials, and the tens of millions of people of the Great Song Dynasty should be grateful to me! It's me, so that you and your father have not become the king of the dead country! It's me, so that the civil and military officials don't become lost dogs! It is I who let the people of Li in this thousand-mile territory not become slaves of the country who were wantonly ravaged by the Jin! ”

"It's me, it's me, it's all me! You people should be thankful to me! Without me, where would this prosperous capital come from in a corner of peace? Without me, how can you enjoy these twenty years of wealth and glory? ”

"You ungrateful rebels and thieves, humiliate me! Curse me! Let me not be humane! Let me cut off my children and grandchildren! But I want to be a wise ruler for the ages, and seek peace for your children and grandchildren! Hehe, I hate it, I hate it! ”

Zhao Gou's hands were clutched at the brocade laid on the couch, and the brocade was wrinkled like a knot buried in the emperor's heart for many years, and he couldn't smooth it no matter how he stroked it.

Scenes of past humiliation flashed in front of him one by one like a marquee.

When he was a child, the person he admired the most was the prince's brother, who was so smart, gentle, and talented.

Everyone said that the prince will be a generation of Ming monarchs in the future, and he will also be a benevolent monarch, a blessing for the community, and a blessing for all the people!

There is also his father, who is so elegant and wise, immersed in painting, calligraphy, poetry and songs, and never thinks about government affairs and mundane affairs.

He had heard many of the world's literary and artistic masters say more than once that his father's painting and calligraphy were in a class of their own, and they were not only the top in the world, but would surely be remembered for future generations!

To this end, he practiced calligraphy and painting skills hard, he did not expect to be side by side with his father and brother, he only hoped that he would not be too far behind, and that he could follow them and follow in the same direction!

As a young man, he didn't know how ridiculous and hateful his undisguised admiration was in the eyes of others!

In the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year, Emperor Huizong wanted to test the talents of several sons, and the works of several elder brothers were all mediocre works.

"Zhao Huan, you are so muddy, you don't want to make progress, even your ninth brother is going to laugh at you, how can you still be the prince of the Great Song Dynasty and the example of the emperor's brothers? According to me, the leader of this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is Zhao ...... Little Nine! ”

The prince's brother smiled very gently, and afterwards he asked people to send a set of excellent study treasures.

"The ninth brother is smart, hard working, and his future is limitless!"

The young Zhao Gou thought that he had won the praise of his father and the prince's brother, and his father even affectionately called him "Zhao Xiaojiu", and he and his mother would be more respected in the palace, and their lives would be better.

Who knows, that was the beginning of their mother-son nightmare!

His biological mother Wei was from the former Prime Minister Su Song's mansion, and it was originally Su Song who sent his mother into the palace in the name of Su Mansion in order to stabilize the status of the Su family.

This kind of thing is really common in the Great Song Dynasty. There are no suitable daughters, or high-ranking officials who are reluctant to let their daughters enter the palace, and the Zhishi Metropolis adopts the method of saving the country by curves to stabilize the family status.

The women sent to the palace came from humble backgrounds, and there was no maiden family to rely on, so if they wanted to be favored, if they wanted to stabilize their status, and live a better life in the palace, they could only rely on the lord's family.

It's a symbiotic relationship that works better than any contract!

Slowly, rumors spread in the palace.

It is rumored that Wei is not an innocent person, she was Su Song's concubine, and before being sent to the palace, Wei had already been on Su Song's bed!

In order to make the lie more realistic, they fabricated an even more unbearable past for Webster, and it was rumored that the reason why Webster was able to pass the body examination and enter the palace was because she drowned on the night of the waiting, and was disgusted by Su Song, and in the end, she was used by Su Song and thrown into the palace!

Kill three birds with one stone!

not only trampled on Wei's, smeared Su Song, but also disgusted the emperor!

Since then, Huizong has never summoned Wei's again, and there is no seat for Zhao Gou at the palace banquet!

After a long time, Zhao Gou realized that his father's "Little Jiu" was not because he valued him, but because he couldn't remember the name of this son, and he learned to be called by rank like the people!

finally survived until he grew up, went out of the palace to build a mansion, married a wife and had children.

Then, the plan of the father emperor to destroy Liao took effect. The fierce Jurchens received weapons and supplies from the Great Song Dynasty, like giving wings to a hungry wolf, and they quickly tore the sick tiger of the Liao Dynasty to the point of only a little residue.

The thin body of the sick tiger could not satisfy the appetite of the wolves, so the Jurchens turned their attention to the more fat and harmless Great Song!

Zhao Gou continued to lie on his back on the couch, silently showing a smile.

How ironic! He, the sacrifice that was sent to the mouth of the golden man by his father and brother, escaped his life and ascended to the supreme position that he could never have dreamed of, while his father and brother who were high above him became prisoners of the Jurchens!

There was a gentle knock on the door of the dormitory, and Wang Muen's cautious voice came: "Great official, Tang Xiang and Chen Xiang, please meet, about the aftermath of the first emperor——"

Zhao Gou was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, the "first emperor" in Wang Muen's mouth was Zhao Huan who had just learned of his death, and the Jin people downgraded his name to "Tianshui County Duke", but as a Song Chen, he couldn't be called that!

Outside the hall, Wang Muen asked anxiously and with concern: "Great official, are you okay?" Let the servants come in and wait for you to wash your face, and get some bird's nest soup, you haven't eaten for a day......"

Zhao Gou only felt tired when he listened to Wang Muen's voice, he remembered clearly, he was forced by the golden envoy in the early days, and he lost face, Wang Muen, an old dog who pretended to be loyal on weekdays, didn't say a word!

He grinned silently, yes, the play still has to be played.

He got up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, tore off his crooked crown, ran barefoot to the temple door, and forcefully opened the door of the dormitory.

"Squeak", Tang Siwei and Chen Kangbo, who were waiting outside the door of the dormitory, looked over and saw that the emperor's hair was in a messy bun, his eyes were red, and there were tears on his face. When the door of the palace was opened a little more, the two of them found that the emperor was not only wrinkled in his clothes, but also had a pair of bare feet, and it was obvious that the emperor had been hiding in the dormitory and crying for most of the day.

The two glanced at each other, and said in their hearts: It is rumored that the emperor admired his prince brother the most when he was the prince, and it seems to be true!

Zhao Gou's voice was tired and hoarse: "I suddenly heard the news of the death of the imperial brother, I mourned and ruined, and I couldn't see things, so I asked the second minister to issue an edict on my behalf: Drop out of the dynasty for three days to send condolences!" ”

When the two phases left, Zhao Gou closed the dormitory again, he threw himself on the couch, his shoulders trembled, and he laughed silently!

Zhao Huan is dead, and from now on, the Jin Kingdom can no longer threaten its throne with Zhao Huan's heir! Isn't it time to settle the nightmares and old accounts that have been piling up in my heart for years?

No one knows, because Wang Quan revealed Zhao Huan's death in advance, the pattern of the Great Song Dynasty and the fate of many people have changed because of this!