At the time of the crossing, he was teaching in the northwest, but he attended a wedding of the village chief's son, and he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the villagers, so he drank two more glasses of French red wine, and when he woke up, he was already a human being.

Although he is only a bishop history teacher, he is also a graduate of the Normal College, who knows astronomy and geography, although he is not rich and handsome, but he can also be regarded as a jade tree in the wind, both civil and military.

Historical knowledge is not ambiguous, musical instruments can also be played, You Shan Guqin, very attained, but it is a pity that everything is done halfway, and he has failed his parents' hard work and a thick stack of hard-earned RMB.

Full of personality, not sleek enough, hitting walls everywhere in reality, mixing unsatisfactory sour and poor, can you actually be a prince.

The two have the same name and surname, both of them have withdrawn personalities, and they can both play the piano, is this really a historical coincidence?

He also likes beautiful women, but he hates those vulgar fans who are self-righteous and have thunderous values. And this Zhao Hong is at odds with his wife, and even the beauties around him are "gifted" by ill-intentioned opponents, and the two seem to have some sympathy for each other.

With his understanding of this historical Zhao Hong, he bets that if this guy is not a member of the Zhao and Song royal families, not a prince, but a grass citizen, it will be difficult to get a wife.

With his emotional intelligence, with his donkey temper that is two times better than himself, who can take a fancy to him?

A sour and poor man with a bad temper and a worrying IQ, can there be a woman to love?

Combined with historical cognition, he slowly became clear about the original owner he possessed and the current situation of the original owner.

Tanuki for the prince!

Zhao Hong couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

The historical Southern Song Dynasty emperor Song Ningzong Zhao Kuo died, the only prince Zhao Hong was replaced, and another son of the clan Zhao Guicheng, who was not even a prince, was temporarily promoted to the throne for Zhao Yun of the historical Song Dynasty.

The deposed prince Zhao Hong was driven out of Lin'an City and later forced to commit suicide.

And he knows this history, not because he majored in history, but because he wanted to teach history lessons to children, and he unintentionally intervened and became an expert.

The things he learned in college have already been returned to his teachers.

Zhao Hong, the Duke of Jiguo, the inspector of the school, is twenty years old, the only prince of Zhao Kuo of the current Great Song Dynasty, who looks rich and free, which is enviable, but in fact, he will be abolished and lose his life at any time.

The government of the Great Song Dynasty is so strange, with the respect of the crown prince, the power is far below the prime minister, not to mention an ordinary prince who is just a national prince.

"Xu Sheng, a few of you can rest, remember to release all the birds and crickets in the house. Li Tang can just accompany me. ”

After Zhao Hong finished speaking, he walked away and strode out of the gate.

Li Tang waved his hand, Xu Sheng and the others stopped, and Li Tang followed closely with an expressionless face.

"Your Highness, Xu Ji is sneaky all day long, and those two maids, you have to be careful!"

When he went out of the mansion, he saw that there was no one left and right, and there was silence, so Li Tangcai whispered.

"What should I be careful of?"

Zhao Hong asked in surprise, half-truth.

"Your Highness, you really don't know anything, do you?"

Li Tang looked at Zhao Hong in surprise, looked around again, and lowered his voice.

"Your Royal Highness, you are not loved by the queen now, and you are far from the treacherous Shi Mi. Xu Ji made you addicted to wine, and those two maids were brought by Xu Ji and plotted against you. You have to be careful! ”

Bad intentions?

Hearing Li Tang's words, Zhao Hong almost laughed out loud.

With a serious expression, he nodded slightly, and his gaze lingered on the vague words "Jeguo Gongfu" in the light on the Zhu Gate.

Xu Ji is the bewitching naked beauty, his pillow person, and he also knows who is behind it.

What surprised him was that the two maids might also be undercover, which was really unguardable.

"Li Tang, the emperor...... How many princes does the official family have? ”

Zhao Hong's eyes fell on the sedan chair, and his brows furrowed.

Teaching in the northwest, he is no stranger to horseback riding. Sitting in a sedan chair, not to say anything, being seen by others, is not allowed to drown with saliva like going up the mountain and sitting on a slide bar.

"Back to Your Highness, there is only one prince in the official family, and that is Your Highness. But ......"

Li Tang peeked at Zhao Hong, secretly frightened.

Even a few princes don't know, is Your Highness overly drunk and in a trance?

"But what?"

Zhao Hong already understood a little bit in his heart.

"Your Highness, there is also a disciple of the clan who suddenly appeared, who was selected by Shi Miyuan last year, and is now the heir of King Yi, whose name is Zhao Guicheng."

Zhao Hong smiled coldly, his heart cold.

Sure enough, it's exactly the same as in history.

This sudden appearance of the sect's disciple Zhao Guicheng, the historical Song Lizong, is the replacement that Shi Miyuan chose for him.

The tanuki changed the prince, and it was really happening, and it was going to happen to him.

Empress Yang covers the sky with one hand, and Prime Minister Shi Miyuan has the power to monopolize it, and his nominal father is just a puppet, a Taoist priest, and a medicine jar, and he will ascend to the Western Heaven Elysium at any time.

What is he going to do with these wolf-like opponents?

Jiao Zhaoge killed the important minister Han Yanxuan, and Jiao Zhao removed the prince Zhao Hong, playing this trick, Queen Yang and Shi Miyuan are very familiar with it, and they are extremely familiar.

He is a powerless and powerless prince, what can he use to confront these elves?

The Manchu Dynasty was civil and military, and there seemed to be no one who could take a hand.

If this Song Lizong, who is "more than the best", is eloquent and strategic, he can make the "Southern Song Dynasty" and the "Northern Song Dynasty", or at least the country is rich and the people are strong, he doesn't mind hanging the seal and leaving, and he will end up in Quanlin.

But he only knew one thing, the Southern Song Dynasty would always be the Southern Song Dynasty, and according to the historical knowledge in his mind, the Southern Song Dynasty would not live for many years.

The father-in-law and Han Shizhong went with the wind, Xin Qiji, Lu You disappeared, Jia Rudao and Wen Tianxiang would come one after another, but 100,000 soldiers and civilians went to the sea to die, there was no China after Yashan, and the nation sank for a hundred years.

The soul of China is gone?

Lin'an, temporary and peaceful, but it has become never going north. The Central Plains has become a nostalgia that cannot be dispersed.

Walking in, but it has become a fallen leaf returning to the roots, Bianjing, forever only exists in midnight dreams.

The Southern Song Dynasty still has a population of 60 or 70 million, as well as vast mountains and rivers, and countless people with lofty ideals, why can't the mountains and rivers look north?

Why can't you just fight it?

"I ...... Fujo ...... Madame......"

Zhao Hong once again confirmed his situation. He wondered if he was hopeless.

"Your Highness, Madame has been gone for a long time, you have to get her back!"

Li Tang continued to say with a serious face.

"You mean to say that I have a preference for small ...... Xu Ji, drove away Madame? ”

Zhao Hong was shocked by his stupidity.

No, it's the stupidity of one's own body.

Mrs. is the Wu family, and Zhao Hong knows a rough idea. The relationship between the two is incompatible, and they are like fire and water.

The key is that the Wu family was introduced by Yang Guizhi, the empress dowager of the dynasty. In history, Zhao Hong was deposed, Prime Minister Shi Miyuan was the first evil, and Yang Guizhi was an accomplice.

"It's not to run away, you two are too hard."

felt that he had said too much, and when he arrived at the door, there was a sedan chair man, and Li Tang stopped talking.

"Go back, all of you. We ran to the court. ”

Zhao Hong glanced at the sedan chair at the door, as well as the two sleepy-eyed sedan chair drivers, and suddenly had a thought.

Lin'an City is so big, the Guogong Mansion should not be too far from the palace. Run, by the way, you can exercise your body and get six-pack abs.

Now this little belly, although only a little bit, makes him not used to it.

Li Tang didn't say it, he also understood it. A slap doesn't make a sound, and Shi Miyuan sent a beautiful woman to sow discord, so it's no wonder that there is no conflict.

Zhao Hong walked like a fly, and Li Tang was secretly surprised and followed closely.

Did this prodigal prince have a convulsion today, and how did he do something unexpected?

Passing through the corner of Banzai Alley, running onto the Royal Street, and unexpectedly seeing a few people lying motionless on the snow at the corner of the street, Zhao Hong couldn't help but be stunned, and his pace slowed down.

Li Tang, who led the way in front, also stopped.

"Li Tang, go over and see, what's going on?"

Zhao Hong felt compassion and raised his feet to pass.

"Your Highness, don't!"

Li Tang hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Zhao Hong.

"These are all idlers in Lin'an City called Hanako, these people are sleeping on the streets, living in no fixed place, they must be cold and frozen to death!"

This highness has never cared about the life or death of these idlers, what is the matter today, it is strange everywhere?

"Lin'an City, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, someone froze to death?"

Zhao Hong looked at Li Tang in surprise.

Is this the enchanting Da Song in his imagination? Is this the rich and prosperous Lin'an City in the mouth of those brick houses?

"Your Highness, hurry up to the court. These things are commonplace, they happen every day, and they freeze to death. After a while, there will be a public from the street department to clean up the corpses. Before dawn, it's clean! ”

Li Tang glanced at several corpses with disgust and urged Zhao Hong.

Zhao Hong nodded, depressed.

In the dignified Royal Street of Lin'an City, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, there are still people freezing to death on the street, which really refreshes his cognition.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. In the Tang Dynasty, the people's livelihood was also strong, and the Great Song Dynasty was no exception.

Zhao Hong's heart was as uncomfortable as eating a big lump of farm manure.

Those who say that the Great Song Dynasty is the most suitable for crossing and the most happy era of the brick family professors, they have put themselves in the class of scholars and doctors in the Great Song Dynasty, I don't know if it is ignorance, or selective amnesia?

The prosperity of a small number of scholars and doctors is not real prosperity. Only the prosperity of ordinary people is true prosperity.

On average, the Great Song Dynasty only recruited about 100 jinshi a year. Those who are well known, where do they get the confidence to get into the department? Put them in this era, most of them can't enter the Shiji and the first, Donghuamen roll call.

Puxin men, Puxin women, this word is too suitable for them.

"Hurry, hurry! Don't let the ministers see it! ”

On the royal street, several officials were urging the messengers pulling the cart to the east. Looking at the large wooden barrels on the car and the "peculiar smell" that makes people cover their noses, it should be a dung truck pulled by the cleaners known as "tilting their feet".

In the Song Dynasty, the land was all "human fertilizer", and the competition for cleaning up manure was fierce. In order to grab feces, the "tilting of their feet" often fights, and even make trouble with the government, which can be regarded as a social characteristic.

After running for more than ten steps, Zhao Hong looked back again, and sure enough, an errand came over with a cart to load the frozen corpse. Looking at the bulge on the car, it seems that there are more than a dozen.

So many people have frozen to death around the royal street in the prosperous area, and those corners of Lin'an City are so bad, I don't know how many poor souls there are?

Zhao Hong turned around, depressed, and didn't look back.

Since we have come to this era, we have to accept the cruelty and imperfection of this era.

Unless, you have the power to change.

On the royal street, the lights on both sides have been lit, shops have opened, and there are more pedestrians, horse-drawn carriages, and sedan chairs on the street.

A new day has begun.

If it comes, it will be safe. What can't be changed, you have to adapt.

Farewell, my 2022!