In the luxurious Zichen Palace, the ministers sat in columns, Zhao Bufan listened to the advice of Emperor Zhao Ji, and vaguely felt that it was a loss to not participate in the safari, obviously there were many unexpected changes during the safari, otherwise he would not have changed from a military general to a civil minister in the blink of an eye, maybe there are reasons why the style of the article is similar to Zhao Ji, but it will never be the main reason for all.

The gentle palace maid walked over, the lotus step moved lightly, and Qianqian's thin waist twisted like a water snake, leading him to the position that belonged to him, and as expected, the table that had been arranged long ago was located behind Cai Jing, which undoubtedly confirmed his inner conjecture, and today's appointment was indeed set during the safari.

After taking his seat, Zhao Bufan looked around and found that everyone sitting in this area was really amazing, Cai Jing, Cai You, Wang Anzhong, Zheng Juzhong, Wang Hao, Zhang Bangchang......

It's really a big power, and in short, the traitors are basically gathered in this area.

This also made Zhao Bufan shake his head inadvertently, and secretly felt funny: "The feng shui in this area seems to be really good, and there is really no good person!"

In fact, this is not because the traitors insist on sitting together, they are divided into several factions, all of them are thinking about their own interests, where would they be willing to sit next to each other, and the reason why they are forced to sit in one area is not because of the same smell, but because they happen to be the highest authorities, and at the same time they all happen to be traitors.

Soon, the palace ladies poured out in droves, gently taking away the tea and pastries on the table, and replacing them with wine glasses and dishes!

The grand dinner began with the pleasant sound of silk and bamboo, and the dancers walked up to the hall with small steps, and quickly ignited the atmosphere with their graceful dancing postures and beautiful faces.

Most of the costumes of the Great Song Dynasty were originally inherited from the Tang Empire, but due to the extremely prosperous commerce and trade of the Great Song Dynasty and the extremely frequent cultural and artistic exchanges with foreign countries, there were many changes on the basis of the costumes of the Tang Dynasty.

In particular, the changes in women's clothing are particularly frequent, and there are often new fashion clothing, so it can always cause discussion among the scholar class, but in general, the current women's clothing is sexy and self-cultivation, especially the low-cut skirts, but compared with the abundance and beauty advocated by the Tang Empire, the Great Song Dynasty advocates the dew in the collection, the dew in the hidden, not blindly pursuing abundance, but the pursuit of overall symmetry.

Although the current society has the idea of restricting women is gradually rising, it is still in the embryonic stage after all, and has not yet become the mainstream, which allows the women of the Great Song Dynasty to fully show their wonderful figures, when they dance, long sleeves flying, how can that kind of beauty not be intoxicating!

At present, these dancers are all carefully selected, whether it is their appearance or figure, they are all outstanding, even Zhao Bufan can't take his eyes off it, admiring their dancing, admiring their beauty, and being moved by their beauty!

Wake up to the power of the world, drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women, isn't this what is in front of you?

Zhao Bufan turned his head to look around, looking at this luxurious palace, looking at the civil and military ministers who were immersed in drunken gold, and looking at them who enjoyed all the glory and wealth, he inadvertently thought of the bitter cold northern Xinjiang, the bloody battlefield, and the people who fell on the cold land!

He was also greatly touched by the two extreme pictures, and he looked at the traitors around him, full of indignation.

This is the worst dark age, but it is not an era of prosperity, this is an era of decay, but it is not a brilliant era, the land controlled by the Great Song Dynasty is only less than one-third of the Tang Empire, but the population is twice that of the Tang Empire, and the annual tax revenue is three to four times that of the Tang Empire in its heyday, and even commercial taxes occupy as many as six or seven layers of total tax revenue, what a great era!

Since ancient times, which dynasty has dared to say that it is a commercial power, and that it is the richest country in the world? But why don't these people know how to cherish it? You are already embracing the left and right, and the beauty is on the side, you are already a rich country, spending money like dirt, but why are you not satisfied, do you know that what you do will make the Great Song Dynasty be trampled by iron hooves, will make all this fly ashes and annihilate, the beauty in your arms will become dry bones on the side of the road, and your wives and concubines will become slaves?

When the mountains and rivers are broken, the rivers and mountains are sinking, everything you have will become ashes, and the Great Song Dynasty will be completely collapsed because of this, until the country is completely destroyed, and the rich land of China will be set back for hundreds of years, and this great land will fall from the top of the world, and be tormented in the civil war you are fighting for, do you know how painful your children and grandchildren will have to pay to make up for your mistakes?

Thinking of these, Zhao Bufan was in a mood for a while, and his mood gradually became low.

In fact, no one knows, and deep down he is also afraid, he is afraid that he will not be able to turn the tide and keep everything in front of him.

I don't know if it's because he was severely persecuted as a baby, the memory of his previous life was originally very vague, not like a memory, more like a thing in a dream, and when he encountered familiar affairs, he went to find it from this dream.

When I was a child, I was okay, but I could remember a lot of things, but as time went by, my memory became more and more blurred, and many of the things I remembered when I was a child were only a vague concept, such as knowing that there was something made of metal that could fly with people in the sky, but I couldn't figure out what it was called!

But it was okay at the time, and if you think about it carefully, you can still remember a lot!

But in recent years, especially after marrying Zhu Lian, the memory of the previous life or the dream has faded rapidly.

Zhao Bufan didn't find this earlier, because the dissipation of that dream didn't feel anything at all, and he really discovered this after meeting Yue Fei in Huazhou, when he heard the name Yue Fei, a thought instantly rose in his mind, this is the future anti-gold famous general, he is a loyal minister, he is a very powerful person, he can't let him die!

At that time, the situation was complicated, and he was not in the mood to think about it, and when the incident subsided and Liu Guangguo also rushed over, he was ready to take the time to talk to Yue Fei, of course, he wanted to recall the memories in the dream, but when he calmed down and thought about it, he was directly stunned, and his head was full of doubts.

"Huh? How did Yue Fei die? It seems that there is another Yang Zaixing who is very capable of fighting? I remember that I talked about Yang Zaixing half a year ago? Who is he?"

It was at this time that Zhao Bufan found that his memory was gone, many things were gone so abruptly, and the memories of his previous life were really like dreams, gradually becoming plausible things, fragmented, and the bull's head could not match the horse's mouth!

On the way back to Northern Xinjiang from Huazhou, he planned to transfer Han Shizhong, but it was precisely because he accidentally remembered something about Han Shizhong that he was afraid that he would forget about it after cutting off time, so he put it into action directly, but in the end it was still unsuccessful!

After returning to Northern Xinjiang, he would take time out at night to recall carefully, and quietly write down the important names and events that he still remembered, because he found that only after writing it down and reading it a few more times, then he would remember it firmly and would not disappear like that dream.

It's a pity that there are very few things that can be remembered at this time, and even because they are too confused, some things don't know whether they are right or not, for example, they are still recorded in the notebook:

"Chang Yuchun, a famous rebel general, seems to be related to Mingjiao, and Fang La's relationship can't be remembered clearly, following the uprising of unknown figures, the heroes of the Southern Song Dynasty? Why is the uprising a hero? The memories of this person should be wrong, for future reference only!"

"The Internet, a very popular genre in dreams, has endured for a long time, and the specifics are unknown!"

"WeChat, like a very powerful machine, the specific role is unknown!"

"Yi Mingqing? Suspected of being some kind of animal? Suspected of being a person? The details are unknown!"

In short, Zhao Bufan has written down everything he can remember, but unfortunately there is too little information, most of them are still fragmented, and it is impossible to judge whether it is right or wrong, only a few things are still remembered relatively clearly, such as the fall of the Great Song Dynasty, the land of China has not become the most prosperous country in the world again for thousands of years, or major events such as the invasion of Dongying and the corpses all over the field, but the specific things are no longer remembered!

So many years of experience have taught him that there will be an end to manpower after all, even if there is a dream in the previous life, it may not be able to change everything, let alone now!

So he's afraid!

He was afraid that at this moment, all the charming dancing girls in front of him would become hideous corpses!

He was afraid that the beautiful Zhu Lian would die in front of his eyes!

He was afraid that all his brothers would die in battle!

He was afraid that the golden Zichen Hall in front of him would become a graveyard with gusting winds!

............

Maybe Zhao Bufan's mood at the moment was too obvious, compared to the surrounding ministers seemed out of place, Emperor Zhao Ji glanced at his face, and also found that he was in a very bad state, when the dance ended, he couldn't help but look over.

"Extraordinary, do you think the dancer just now danced beautifully?"

"Huh?" Zhao Bufan came back to his senses, saw that the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty were all looking at him, and hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Back to the emperor, Weichen just suddenly remembered some border matters, and he was a little distracted for a while, not that he felt that the dancing girl was not good at dancing!"

Hearing this, Zhao Ji immediately straightened his face and said reproachfully: "Look at you, what kind of border affairs are you thinking about on such a festive day? You are good at everything, but you don't know how to enjoy it, life is just a few decades, you must learn to relax moderately while serving the country and the people, I don't want you to die of hard work at a young age!"

Saying that, Emperor Zhao Ji glanced at Zhao Bufan meaningfully!

This glance is very deep, very long, and incomprehensible!

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the graceful and luxurious Empress Zheng, and said with a smile: "This Zhao Bufan has never had a son and a half daughter since he married a wife, and when he was hunting yesterday, I also heard that he didn't even hire a maid in the general's mansion in northern Xinjiang, how can this work, according to me, it is better for you to make the decision, first give a few palace maids to him to be maids, and you can also take good care of his diet and daily life, what do you think?"

Empress Zheng looked at Zhao Bufan and laughed softly: "Of course this is good, but according to the laws of the Great Song Dynasty after the restructuring, maids can only be hired, and the longest can only be ten years, while palace maids are for life, so it is a bit unruly!"

Zhao Ji frowned instantly, and turned his head to look at Cai Jing.

"Is there such a law?"

Cai Jing hurriedly replied: "Back to Your Majesty, the servants and maids of the Great Song Dynasty today are all good citizens, and they all need to go to the government to become naturalized, there is no untouchable, nor does it belong to the private property of the master, and they enjoy independent rights as good citizens, so they are all employed by contract for a limited period of time, and they are prohibited from buying and selling, and they are not serving for life!"

As soon as Zhao Ji heard this, his eyes immediately swept over more than half of the people in the hall: "What about the number of concubines?"

"This dynasty follows the Tang system, the prince can take twelve concubines, decreasing in turn, discourages commoners from taking concubines, and in the identity of Zhao Zhongshu, he can accept ten concubines!" Cai Jing knew very well that Zhao Ji would never care about these insignificant laws, so he was quite detailed, but he already felt his mind from Zhao Ji's tone, and knew that Zhao Ji wanted to understand what the reason for so many women around the ministers was, so he quickly and wittily continued: " Your Majesty, this concubine does not completely refer to the concubine in the mouth, although this concubine is a concubine, but it is a concubine room that needs to be filed with the government, although the status is far lower than that of the main wife, but it enjoys certain master rights, and even includes the right to inherit part of the property, and the concubines in the mouths of the people also include domestic prostitutes, concubines, singing and dancing prostitutes, etc., they are only hired slaves, not the same as concubines!"

Emperor Zhao Ji breathed a long sigh of relief, nodded and said, "This method is quite reasonable, so can there be a maximum number of years for kabukos?"

"This ......" Cai Jing hesitated, he had never encountered this problem, thought about the law, and finally shook his head and said: "There has been no explicit restriction!"

Emperor Zhao Ji immediately smiled and said, "Then give ten palace maids to Bufan to be a kabuki, isn't it the same reason?"

"This is not against the law!" Cai Jing replied with a chuckle and stopped talking.

But Zhao Bufan was a little dumbfounded, he didn't think about it, and suddenly got up and bowed: "Your Majesty, Weichen feels deeply blessed and must be worried about Your Majesty, but Weichen already has a wife by his side, and he has not accepted the hearts of other beauties for the time being, so I implore Your Majesty to take back his life!"

"Huh?" Emperor Zhao Ji's eyes flashed with a momentary light, and he smiled: "You don't love beauties?"

Zhao Bufan thought about it and replied: "Of course the minister loves it, but he doesn't have this mind for the time being!"

Zhao Ji looked at him deeply for a moment, didn't say more, turned his head with a smile, and said casually: "Then forget it!

When the words fell, he waved his hand, and the new batch of dancers quickly walked up to the hall, and after a moment of interlude, the dinner party was lively again, but Zhao Bufan didn't notice that Tong Guan had inadvertently looked at him and sneered secretly, and Zhu Bocai and Cai Jing were also full of iron for a while.

Late at night, the dinner ended in the unfinished minds of the ministers, Zhao Bufan followed the ministers out of the palace, stepped on his big red official sedan chair, and was about to leave for home, but Cai Jing walked over in a hurry.

"Fan, come down!"

"Huh?" Zhang Bufan lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and looked at it, and saw that it was Cai Jing, and he got off the official sedan chair again. "What's the matter?"

"Come with me first!"

Cai Jing replied briefly, and when he led him to a remote corner, he turned his head and looked around, making sure that no one else could hear him, and then looked at Zhao Bufan seriously. "Why do you refuse Your Majesty's reward tonight?"

Zhao Bufan was a little puzzled, and said suspiciously: "The student really doesn't have the idea of accepting a kabuko, what's wrong?

"You, you, are you crazy about the dream of rejuvenating the country and the country?" Cai Jing's old face was full of reproach, and he lowered his voice and said: "The emperors of the Great Song Dynasty have encouraged Shen to enjoy his voice, and today His Majesty obviously means this, but you dare to disobey him, you are looking for death! You are already a high power at a young age, if you are not greedy for money, and you are not lustful, then what do you think Your Majesty will think you want? You just want to die like this?"

"This ......" Zhao Bufan instantly woke up, and his heart was a little panicked: "What should I do then?"

"Find a concubine as soon as possible, the sooner the better, Your Majesty will definitely stare at you in the future, you had better raise as much as possible, in short, you must clearly let Your Majesty know what you want, otherwise be careful of your head!