Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

"In recent days, the official family has frequently visited their concubines."

"I also really want to give birth to a son and a half daughter for the official family, so as to spread the branches and leaves of the entire royal family."

"But unfortunately, I, my concubine, have never been able to live up to my expectations."

"Until now, there is still no movement."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji felt really miserable.

But at this moment, I also have to comfort the other person with a gentle voice:

"Liu Aifei, don't be anxious."

"After all, it's not something you, a woman, can decide on."

"We still need to work together between you and me."

"As for these hidden diseases in my body, since there is no need to rush, let's take care of them slowly."

After Zhao Ji finished enjoying Liu Xiangning's tender company, he walked out of Liu Xiangning's residence with two slightly trembling thighs.

Every time I think about this, my heart feels like a storm is rising.

For a long time, I couldn't calm down.

What's the fuss about?

What did that old boy Zhao Ji do before this?

How come such a crucial ability was ruined by that old boy?

If I live a hundred years later, I still don’t have a son or a half.

Then who should inherit my throne?

You can't just turn a blind eye and leave it to others, right?

But I vaguely remember that Zhao Ji in history not only had both sons and daughters, but also many.

Why did I pass through all those princes, emperors, and concubines after I traveled through time?

What kind of fuss is this?

Early this morning.

Zhao Ji was sleeping soundly.

Several low-level concubines standing outside the tent kept urging Zhao Ji to get up.

Because now, it’s almost time to go to court.

Zhao Ji opened his sleepy eyes, stretched with a look of displeasure on his face, and then wanted to push open the curtain, put on his shoes and get out of bed.

Last night, Zhao Ji did not let any concubines sleep with him.

It's not that he thinks the other concubines except Liu Xiangning are not good-looking.

But what he was doing with Liu Xiangning yesterday was too long.

So much so that when his legs touched the ground, he was still trembling slightly.

If Zhao Ji had invited other concubines to sleep in the palace last night...

It is estimated that at this moment, Zhao Ji might not even be able to get out of bed, let alone putting on shoes.

Under the gentle service of several low-level concubines and a dozen palace maids, Zhao Ji finished his appearance and makeup in less than a quarter of an hour.

When Zhao Ji dragged his exhausted body and trembling legs to sit on the dragon chair.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty had already stood neatly in the Jinluan Hall.

Zhao Ji yawned lightly.

Immediately, he glanced at Eunuch Sheng who was standing on one side.

The meaning is also very obvious.

I just want to ask Eunuch Sheng to quickly ask the ministers standing in the Jinluan Hall if they have anything important to report.

If not, then leave the court quickly.

Next, whether you go to the study room to laze around for a while, or you go back to your dragon bed to take a nap.

That would be a very good choice.

But Eunuch Sheng, who had just finished shouting that he had his own capital, had already resigned without his own capital.

Cai Jing, who is at the top of the list of civil servants, should be the first to go out.

Holding a jade plaque in his hand, he announced loudly:

"The humble minister Cai Jing has something to report."

Zhao Ji, who was sitting on the dragon chair, gently raised his eyelids.

After taking a glance, he was standing under the jade steps, with a rather rich figure and wrinkles on his face.

The leader of civil servants with a pair of triangular eyes darting around, the current prime minister, Cai Jing.

Although he was very dissatisfied in his heart, he still retained the most basic harmony on the surface.

Zhao Ji smiled slightly:

"It's Cai Aiqing."

"Since Cai Aiqing has a script to play, let's play it quickly."

After Cai Jing nodded slightly, he said the following in a calm voice:

"Report to the officials."

"Inside Shandong, Tai'an, and Dongping Mansion."

"Prefect Cheng Wanli recently built an ice-carved lantern that is more than ten miles long on the main road in the city."

"The beauty of this lamp and the exquisite craftsmanship used are truly rare in the world."

"I originally wanted to invite the officials to Dongping Mansion to watch the lanterns, but what if I don't know what the officials want?"

Zhao Ji's brows wrinkled slightly.

When looking at Cai Jing, there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Cai Jing, this old fox!

What does it mean to ask me to watch the ice sculpture lantern now?

The city of Tokyo is quite far away from Dongping Mansion.

Moreover, the ice sculpture lantern was produced by the Dongping Mansion Prefectural Office and had nothing to do with Cai Jing.

By then, even if I went to see it, I would indeed find the ice sculpture lamp to be very exquisite.

When the time comes to reward him, he will only reward Cheng Wanli, the governor of Dongping Prefecture.

For Cai Jing, there is no benefit at all.

Even so, why does Cai Jing want me to go there so actively?

Is it possible...

Could it be that this old boy has already ambushed secret soldiers and generals in Dongping Mansion?

Wait until I pass, and then wait for an opportunity to cause me to seize power?

When Zhao Ji thought of this, he couldn't help but be frightened to the point of breaking into a cold sweat.

But then I thought again, this idea is probably not possible.

Because the decrees I have promulgated in recent days do not conflict too much with the vital interests of their faction.

In this case, Cai Jing would not be guilty of taking such extreme measures to deal with me.

If this is the case, then why did Cai Jing take the initiative to propose this matter?

Could it be that Cai Jing has already received the benefits from Cheng Wanli?

That’s why you actively invited me to watch the lanterns?

If that's the case...

Cai Jing's move seemed much more reasonable.

Cai Jing, who was located in the center of the Jinluan Hall, saw that after he said what he just said, Zhao Ji above him became silent again.

In my heart, I couldn't help but feel a little confused.

So at this moment, he tentatively asked Zhao Ji again:

"Guan family, did the official family hear clearly what Wei Chen just said?"

Zhao Ji hummed slightly:

"Listen, you heard it."

"Although I really want to see the ice lantern, I will definitely spend a lot of money every time I go back and forth."

"And our treasury is already empty."

Cai Jing smiled gently:

"Officials don't have to worry so much."

"Because before that, Governor Cheng gave a full explanation when he mentioned the matter to Wei Chen."

"It probably means that when the officials go to Dongping Mansion this time, all the expenses incurred on the way will be borne by the Mansion."

"I will definitely not waste a tael of silver from the national treasury."

"That Governor Cheng was so kind. If the officials don't go, they will be extremely disappointed."

"I hope the officials will consider it as appropriate."

As soon as Cai Jing said these words, it became more firm on what Zhao Ji had just thought.

The reason why I was so hesitant just now was because I was worried that this old boy Cai Jing would take this opportunity to assassinate me.

Now, since Cai Jing is just getting paid to do things for others, what else do I have to worry about?

Anyway, I have been quite bored in the palace in recent days.

If you can take this opportunity to go out and take a look at the living conditions of the people of the Song Dynasty during this period.

It seems to be a very good choice.

With this in mind, Zhao Ji, who was sitting on the dragon chair, happily agreed to Cai Jing's proposal.