My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 630 Tokyo Chaos, Zhao Ji Restoration (5)

Zhao Ji said slowly, "Who are you?"

At this moment, Zhao Ji is no longer the suave and suave past, his figure is slightly bowed, and his brows and eyes are full of desolation and grayness.

It's not about who abused him, but because of his own state of mind.

After all, he was the supreme emperor in the past.

But now, he is still wearing the hat of an emperor, but he is the king of subjugation.

The former Song Dynasty started from Zhao Kuangyin and ended from him Zhao Ji.

Under his nine springs, how would he face the ancestors of the Zhao family?
Dekang choked with grief and said, "Your Majesty, I am Dekang."

In fact, the two are about the same age, and Dekang is not much younger than Zhao Ji.

In this day and age, people who are over fifty can be called old men and old women.

"Dekang?" Zhao Ji's gray eyes seemed to have faded a little, he said lightly: "Dekang came to see me, today is the Lantern Festival, it's good, it's good, it's good!"

Zhao Ji stepped forward to hold Dekang's hand, and entered the palace with Dekang.

His former royal study.

Jin Yiwei stared at the slightly staggering backs of the two men, and with a tan on the corner of his mouth, he followed slowly.

As a monitor, he would not be able to visit the scene in person, but necessary supervision and accident prevention measures are still required.

Entering the palace room, Zhao Ji smiled and said, "It's deserted here, Dekang, you can sit wherever you want."

Although the brazier was burning indoors, the temperature was still a bit low.

Dekang couldn't help but angrily said: "Wang Lin treats His Majesty so harshly! How can it be possible to only burn a brazier in this room in this cold winter?"

Zhao Ji frowned: "Dekang, that's enough, don't shout, outside..."

Zhao Ji glanced out the window.

After so many years, he didn't even have to think about it, there were Jin Yiwei outside the door monitoring the two of them.

Dekang sneered, but his voice was lowered a lot: "Your Majesty is the emperor of Song Dynasty. Although he is the emperor of the Song Dynasty, he is still the king of a country. Wang Lin keeps saying that he treats my Zhao Song clan kindly, but he treats His Majesty harshly in Tokyo. , the members of the clan who were banned in the Luoyang circle have already caused a lot of anger and resentment."

In fact, Zhao Ji didn't care much about how the Zhao family in Luoyang was doing. To him, these people were all outsiders.

The only thing he paid a little attention to was his children. He knew that with Wang Lin's daughters, life would definitely be the same. As for others, they could only live in their own destiny.

But in fact, he knows better than anyone else what the Zhao Song clan is.

"Dekang, you didn't come to see me to complain to me, did you?"

"Your Majesty, Dekang is here to visit His Majesty firstly, and secondly, he has something to tell His Majesty." Dekang slowly stood up and approached the window. From the gap in the window, she saw two guards in brocade clothes standing silently outside, and then He lowered his voice again and said, "Yi Wang Zhao Fu is about to lead the members of the clan to revolt, seize Luoyang, rebel against Yan and return to Song Dynasty, support His Majesty and ascend to the Great Treasure!"

Zhao Ji was stunned, and his face suddenly turned red.

But immediately he was heartbroken.

What is the current situation, what is the environment, and you still want to seize the imperial power from Wang Lin and Dayan?Is it just a fool's dream?
Zhao Ji shook his head abruptly: "No! Zhao Yu is ridiculous! Damn it, he is the way to die!"

Dekang whispered: "Your Majesty, otherwise. I have been preparing for this moment for many years. People nowadays are thinking about the Song Dynasty, and there are many old officials of the Song Dynasty waiting for us in the court. What's more, Wang Linying is seriously ill. , life is not long. As long as Wang Lin dies, His Majesty will have a chance."

Zhao Ji was silent, he didn't believe Dekang's words at all.

Dekang also knew Zhao Ji's temperament, so it was impossible to get Zhao Ji's approval in just a few words.

She was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "We have secretly joined forces with generals and controlled tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and there are also generals from various places who will respond to it. In addition, we have reached an agreement with the Jinren that as long as we hold the flag of righteousness high, Jin The people will surely respond to our rebellion, and immediately send troops south to attack Yan, the people of Yan can't take care of themselves, how can they take care of us?"

Zhao Ji couldn't help but sarcastically said: "You guys even collude with foreign enemies. Even I know this is an act of treason. Besides, Wang Lin is so brave. The Jin people were defeated by him. Do you still expect the Jin army to support you?"

Dekang smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, we didn't fully rely on the Jinren. Our real plan is..."

Dekang took out a confidential letter from his pocket and handed it over: "Your Majesty will know after reading it."

Zhao Ji took it, took it apart and read it, his expression shocked.

There was a deep flush on his pale face, and he tremblingly said: "Is this really true?"

Dekang smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, this is a matter of losing your head. Who dares to speak nonsense?"

Zhao Ji's complexion changed for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "I agree, but I can't give you any promises or a few words, don't think about clothes and belts. But I can cooperate with you in the uprising."

Zhao Ji threw the secret letter into the brazier while speaking, and instantly turned it into ashes.

Who Zhao Ji is, Dekang must be very clear, she didn't expect to ask for Zhao Ji's clothes at all.

As long as Zhao Ji agrees to cooperate, it will be done.

This is in line with Zhao Ji's character. If you succeed, I will follow you to gain glory.

Anyway, I am the father-in-law of Emperor Dayan, and several daughters have followed him, what can he do with me?
But on the other hand, for people like Yu Dekang, isn't Zhao Ji a tool to use?

……

Yanjing.

Royal Palace.

After the Shangyuan Festival dinner, the emperor went to Jiade Zhao Yupan.

Although Zhao Yupan now has a mansion outside the palace, he also has his own palace in the palace.

The emperor wanted to give her a title, but Zhao Yupan insisted.

The main reason is that she couldn't pass the hurdle in her heart.

But the emperor arranged a palace for her in the palace, and she couldn't refuse.

This meant that she had to refuse the emperor's favor.

She always felt that it was difficult for her to face Han Yan and other women, so Zhao Yupan rarely came to the palace and usually lived outside the palace.

She didn't want to attend the Lantern Festival banquet tonight, but she was worried about causing the emperor's displeasure, so she bit the bullet and came.In fact, the affair between her and the emperor was originally facilitated by Zhao Fujin and other women, and almost everyone in the palace knew about it, but considering Zhao Yupan's face, none of the women took the initiative to pierce the window paper.

Because it was getting late, Zhao Yupan had no choice but to rest in the palace.

She was just about to go to bed, when she suddenly heard the news of the emperor's arrival, she was slightly stunned.

She thinks that she belongs to the most ordinary type among the emperor's women, and her beauty is still slightly inferior to that of Han Yan and other women.

Moreover, with an embarrassing background, embarrassing status, and being married and remarried, she felt ashamed of herself in her heart.

Zhao Yupan hurriedly dressed and dressed, and greeted him out.

"Jade greets His Majesty, Long live Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty!"

Wang Lin leaned over to support Zhao Yupan, and said with a light smile, "Jade, when you see me, shouldn't you call yourself a concubine?"

Zhao Yupan's face turned red.

"Jade...a concubine..."

Zhao Yupan muttered in silence, and lowered his head, not daring to meet the emperor's eyes.

(End of this chapter)