In the sixteenth year of Jiading in the Southern Song Dynasty, the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month, Lin'an City, Long Live Lane, Jiguo Mansion.

When the Southern Song Dynasty Emperor Zhao Kuan was in the late period of his reign, since the shame of Jingkang, the Song dynasty crossed to the south, and it has gone through a full 96 years.

It was about three or two o'clock in the middle of the night, the allergic nerves suddenly trembled, and the heavy head was lifted from the pillow, and between half sleeping and half waking, he subconsciously stretched his arms, but touched the slippery ...... beside him

"Ah......h

Zhao Hong was startled, turned his head, and the snow-white body of a snow-white woman next to him came into view, with a slender waist, long legs like jade pillars, and a thin sheet that only covered the buttocks......

It's blood-pumping......

This...... Where is it?

What happened?

Wrong wrong! Isn't he teaching in the Northwest, how could he appear in a woman's bed?

There was no air conditioning in the room and I don't know why it wasn't hot?

This is an extremely rare hot year in the history of the world, with rivers and lakes drying up and frequent fires, how can you be so comfortable in a reinforced concrete metropolis?

Retracting his thoughts and looking around, the room was at least 180 square meters, and by the faint candlelight, he could see that all the furniture and decorations were ......

Low-key luxury!

The furniture is antique, elegant and fair, the color of porcelain and lacquer is pure, not carved, simple and elegant, even the carpet is indifferent, and the landscape painting on the wall is surprisingly harmonious.

Zhao Hong, who has been a man in two lives, looked at everything in front of him in amazement. He covered his lower body with a quilt, tiptoed out of bed, and came over the extremely delicate and smooth nanmu dresser by the wall, and the face reflected in an antique bronze mirror made his heart beat and he was stunned.

He's really so young, it can't be a fake face, right?

Although he didn't have the few abdominal muscles of later generations, his skin was firm and he was more than ten years younger.

Was it a gift from heaven, or was he dazzled?

Is this him?

"Your Highness, are you going to the court? It's still early! ”

The woman spoke authentic Suzhou dialect, but it was very cordial, and Zhao Hong's heart was shocked when she heard it, and sweat flowed down her cheeks.

He went to a university in Jiangnan, and several of his classmates were from Suzhou and Hangzhou, so that he also understood most of the Suzhou and Hangzhou dialects.

Your Highness?

Or is it summer?

Suddenly, the big yellow cat lying lazily in the corner of the house stood up, stared at Zhao Hong with round yellow and clear eyes, and screamed.

Zhao Hong was startled, took a step back, tripped over the low stool behind him, and sat on the ground with a "poof".

Fortunately, the carpet was thick enough that the butt did not bloom.

"Your Highness!"

Almost at the same time, there were screams in the house and at the door.

The woman on the bed got out of bed, picked up a few clothes, and quickly chased after her.

"Your Highness, why are you so careless?"

The beautiful woman on the bed said, and together with the two young women dressed as maidservants who entered the room, dressed the naked Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong was motionless and let the other party dress him, which was very embarrassing, but he couldn't refuse.

This kind of luxurious enjoyment amazed him and ...... Stimulate.

In the middle of the night, how did they dress themselves?

Is this going out?

The sound of "chirping" sounded, and Zhao Hong looked up in surprise to see that it was a caged bird, and there were more than a dozen kinds of birds, which were hung on thin brocade shelves.

A few small multicolored cages that seem to be ...... inside Cricket!

What kind of foolish, even playing with these things?

"Your Highness, why did you get up so early? Are you going to court? ”

The beauty asked while dressing Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong nodded and did not speak.

He didn't dare to speak, for fear that if he opened his mouth, he would make a joke.

His Royal Highness shouldn't be Dian Xia, what is the last dynasty?

Was he the prince of a certain dynasty?

The beauty is naked, snow-white, concave and convex, her face is white and charming, and she is full of primitive temptation, which can be said to be a natural stunner.

Zhao Hong's nosebleed was almost dripping.

Although he knew that the other party had ill intentions, Zhao Hong couldn't help but look up and down, feasting his eyes.

Color-eating is also, no one is a master outside the red dust, and he can be pure and have few desires.

What's more, it's still ...... Pillow man.

"Your Royal Highness, the official family of the Ninety-Five, has its own protection from heaven, you don't have to worry too much."

thought that Zhao Hong was worried about the health of the Great Song Emperor, and the beauty added another sentence.

"In the past few years, the body and bones of the Great Song official family have been getting worse and worse, and no one knows which day it will be ......"

Official? Ninety-five Supreme?

Zhao Hong was secretly surprised, and understood a lot in his heart.

Only the Song Dynasty is called "Guanjia", and at this time he realized that he may have traveled to the Great Song Dynasty, but I don't know if it was the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty?

Zhao Hong pressed the shock in his heart, quickly put on his clothes, sat at the table, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Young and handsome face, black stiff-winged head, round neck, large sleeves, jade belt at the waist, black satin boots, suave and elegant.

He pinched his cheeks, tugged at the bun of his sideburns, twisted his arm hard, and slapped himself hard, all kinds of masochism, the pain made him sober.

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

The beautiful fox asked suspiciously, and the beautiful maid looked at Zhao Hong in surprise.

"Give me a glass of red ...... A glass of water! ”

Under the masochism, Zhao Hong wanted to laugh and laughed loudly.

Is this really worn? Or did God play a joke on him?

Whoever can overcome the years is the winner of fate.

Alien to reality, useless and destitute, he actually returned to his youth and became a ...... born in Rome Powerful!

There was no water, but a glass of wine was placed in front of him. Zhao Hong picked it up, tasted it a few times, and then drank it all.

The wine is sweet, slightly fruity and aromatic, and it seems to be fruit wine.

Even this wine glass is warm and delicate, and it is indeed an antiquity.

No one would play such a joke on him. Sure enough, he had entered the door of rebirth.

Song Zhi is enchanting, but it is a pity that he has a big belly and poop, the soles of his feet are frivolous, and his rich net worth and weak body bones have already made the neighbors in the north covet it.

Alas! Who are you sacred?

"Your Highness, the time has come, it's time to go to court."

A man's voice sounded outside the door, seemingly young and somewhat ...... Serious.

"Li Tang, Your Highness is ready, and he will naturally call you!"

Zhao Hong was stunned for a moment, and before she had time to speak, the beauty frowned.

What a domineering ...... Hostess!

The beauty spoke, and the people outside the door stopped urging and fell silent.

"Your Highness, remember to go home early."

The beauty pinched Zhao Hong's shoulder, lay on his back, her face was close to Zhao Hong's face, and spoke softly.

"What, can't you bear me?"

The beauty is on the side, the warm fragrant nephrite, Zhao Hong unconsciously picked a few points, touched the beauty's slippery slender jade hand, and the sullenness in her bones was unconsciously exposed.

"Your Highness, you are so bad!"

The beauty spoke softly, Zhao Hong pulled her arm, the beauty was flushed, she stood unsteadily, and fell into Zhao Hong's arms by the way. She hugged Zhao Hong's neck and kissed Zhao Hong.

This is cheap, don't take advantage of nothing, Zhao Hong fluttered, and kissed the beauty.

The two beautiful maids next to them looked at it, and they were also red-faced.

This color highness, but it is too explicit, and it is getting more and more waves!

"You two, are you also in the spring?"

Zhao Hong let go of the beauty and smiled.

If it lingers any longer, it is estimated that it will be uncontrollable, and after completing the homework, it will be missed.

Subconsciously, he felt that his body was weak. It seems that the original owner's private life is too rotten and a little weak.

The body is the capital, and you have to cultivate yourself and exercise your body.

Can't this crossing be worn "not early"?

"Your Highness, it's almost four watches."

Li Tang's voice sounded outside the door.

"Got it!"

Zhao Hong straightened out his official clothes, stepped forward, took a few steps, and stopped.

"Let all the birds and crickets in the house go. When I came back, I ...... His Highness doesn't want to see a single critter! ”

Birds belong to nature, and a good youth goes to play with crickets, what kind of depraved youth is this?

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The beauty looked at Zhao Hong in surprise and quickly nodded back.

At this time, she was already dressed and her breasts were half exposed, and the temptation was not too great.

Zhao Hong didn't dare to delay any longer, he didn't want to miss the time of the early dynasty.

As soon as you cross, you will enter the palace to face the king, participate in national meetings, and discuss major events in the world, which is really direct and exciting.

Now, he is anxious to know, who is he and what era is this?

Zhao Hong walked out of the room, and it was still pitch black outside. With the glow of the lantern, he glanced at the thin white snow on the ground, breathed in the fresh air, and shook his head slightly.

Fresh air always seems to be the welfare of the traverser.

"Your Highness!"

In the night outside the door, a man about twenty years old with a round neck and black clothes saluted Zhao Hong, seeing that he had a long knife hanging from his waist and a straight figure, he must be a practitioner.

This should be the guard named Li Tang.

Look at the few guards next to him, although they don't have helmets and armor, they are also dressed in black, with long knives hanging from their waists, and they are very energetic.

"Li Tang, a few of you, I'll test you, can anyone tell me which year is my Great Song year? What's going on again? Say yes, I'll have a reward. ”

Zhao Hong quickly found a very naïve and direct reason, so that he could understand the environment he was in more quickly.

"Your Royal Highness, this year is the last year of the Emperor, the sixteenth year of Jiading, the new emperor of the Jin Kingdom ascended the throne, and Song Jingang ended the war for seven consecutive years."

After Li Tang finished speaking, he frowned, and said to another tall and burly young guard next to him:

"Xu Sheng, you come to tell Your Highness, what other major events are there this year?"

Xu Sheng scratched his head and smirked, a little embarrassed.

It seems that this young guard is a little shy, and he should be an honest man.

"Your Royal Highness, for the villain, you can become the prince and the emperor as soon as possible, and you don't have to suffer from Shi Miyuan's treacherous sulking, that's the big deal!"

Xu Sheng said with an embarrassed smile.

Sixteen years of Jiading...... Shi Miyuan......

Zhao Hong was shocked and nodded subconsciously.

I'll it!

With a hangover, he actually came to the great era of the middle and late Southern Song Dynasty!

In the sixteenth year of Jiading, 1223 A.D., the 152-year history of the Southern Song Dynasty, 96 years have passed, and it is about to die.

At this time, it was under the rule of Zhao Kuo of the Southern Song Dynasty, the traitorous Prime Minister Shi Miyuan was in power, and the Southern Song Dynasty was declining. "The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and Hangzhou is Bianzhou", I am afraid that the reality is worse than this.

In the north, the Mongol iron cavalry under the command of Genghis Khan conquered the city and was invincible. Western Xia was on the verge of annihilation and dying; The Jin Dynasty was driven south of the Yellow River and Shaanxi by the Mongol iron cavalry, and it was only a few years away from the destruction of the country and the extinction of the species.

The Southern Song Dynasty accumulated many shortcomings, and it was precisely when the sun set that it was about to usher in a hundred years of darkness and the sinking of the Han nation.

And he is the first prince in the Southern Song Dynasty royal family.

According to his historical knowledge, he was also the only prince of the Great Song Emperor Zhao Kuo.

The second-rate college, majoring in history and teaching in the border area, actually helped him understand this era.

Is this crooked hitting, or is it shit luck?

Li ...... Tang, it seems that your family members gave you the name because they admired Li Tang's heroic style. ”

Zhao Hong smiled slightly and walked forward.

Li Tang, Li Yuan, Li Shimin, Li Longji's 120 years or so of the Tang Dynasty, the rest of the time is.

"Back to His Royal Highness, my father was a staff member in the army of Xin Jiaxuan. Kaixi Northern Expedition, Wang Shi was defeated, Taishi Han Yanxuan was killed, and the letter was headed by Jin. Xin Gong died of depression, and not long after, his father passed away. The villain was young and ignorant, and only when he grew up did he know his father's hard work. ”

Li Tang replied softly, his brows still locked.

In the past, this prince never asked about these trivial matters, he was high, icy and jade, and never looked at the subordinates.

What's going on today? It doesn't seem to smell right.

"Li Tang, your father, is really a loyal man."

Zhao Hong sighed sincerely.

Those who are worried about the country and the people still have some conscience.

"Li Tang, and a few of them, how long have you been with me?"

Zhao Hong looked at the pitch-black environment around him and asked softly.

Shi Miyuan, a beautiful undercover woman, a tanuki for a prince, and a dead ......

At this time, he no longer believed in anyone, and he did not dare to trust anyone anymore.

"Your Highness, since His Royal Highness was named the prince in the thirteenth year of Jiading, the villains have followed His Royal Highness for three years!"

Li Tang replied expressionlessly, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the bedroom behind him.

"Three years is not short!"

Zhao Hong nodded, raised his head and looked at the night sky, and sighed in his heart.

No need to ask, he crossed 100 percent.

[The history of the late Southern Song Dynasty inevitably involved various ethnic groups in China. This book just narrates that period of history, historical events, love and hatred, without any offense. Thank you. 】