[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

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A thin stream of tea splashed into the porcelain cup, causing ripples to ripple in circles.Holding the teacup in one hand, Zhao Gou supported Yi with the other, and looked at Zhao Yuan with a half-smile, until the water in the cup gradually filled up, almost overflowing, and then said with a smile, "Okay, Huanhuan."

Zhao Yuan withdrew his hand suddenly, and the thin stream of water stopped.

The delicate white porcelain cup was filled with clear liquid, but there was no splash.

Zhao Yuanhang lowered his eyes slightly, held the teapot in his hand, stepped back half a step, and said to Zhao Gou with a similar smile: "Yes, brother nine."

Zhao Gou froze his smile.

The tea in the cup was overflowing, and it was about to drip, but it didn't drip, but relied on the surface tension of the water to hold on to the edge tenaciously.But then, no matter whether he raises the glass or moves the glass a little, he will always sprinkle his hands full of boiling water.

Zhao Gou stared at Zhao Yuan for a while, then suddenly smiled: "Why is Huanhuan doing this?"

Zhao Yuan put the teapot down, and lightly and deftly leaned towards Zhao Goufu, "My sister knows my mistake. It's just a coincidence—it was just a coincidence."

"Coincidentally?" Zhao Gou smiled more and more gently, like a warm spring breeze, "That Huanhuan really has a pair of skillful hands. Not only can she pour tea, but she is also good at calligraphy."

Zhao Yuan's face changed slightly.

"...Even I, the ninth brother who is good at calligraphy, can't copy the thin gold body created by my father so vividly like Huanhuan. The palace people say that the thin gold body is sonorous and powerful, and it is quite rugged. After ten years of practice, I will definitely not be able to write this kind of flavor. Huanhuan is really—— she is amazingly talented and beautiful."

Zhao Gou finished speaking word by word, deliberately emphasizing the pronunciation of the four words "stunning talent and beauty".

Zhao Yuan smiled without changing his expression: "Ninth brother is absurd."

She would never tell Zhao Gou that she has been forced to learn calligraphy by her parents since she was four years old.Song Huizong Zhao Ji's thin golden body, in her previous life, she has studied for nearly 20 years.

Zhao Gou raised his eyebrows, and there was a little coldness in his eyes: "'Ninth brother's absurd praise'? Huanhuan is this--do you admit it?"

"Ninth brother is absurd." Zhao Yuan shook his head, and smiled very shallowly, "Ninth brother turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands with rain, what does it matter whether the younger sister admits it or not?" If Zhao Gou really sees her not Pleasing to the eye, even if the imperial edict is true, he can still make a fake one for her.King Kang, who grew up amidst the strife of the royal family, is absolutely second-to-none in his ability.

Zhao Gou said softly, "Huanhuan knows Brother Jiu very well."

He stood up, walked to Zhao Yuan's side, gently hugged her shoulders, and whispered in her ear: "But Brother Jiu also knows that Huanhuan was robbed by the Jin people, so he was terrified and afraid, so he inevitably did something wrong." Things are coming. Brother Nine understands, understands, and Huanhuan's panic, fear, help, helplessness, and help that day, so Brother Nine can pretend that nothing happened and hide everything for Huanhuan."

He looked into her eyes and said word by word: "As for Zhang Bangchang, die."

Zhao Yuan couldn't help shivering.

Ruthless, too ruthless.

She knew that Zhao Gousu was ruthless, but she didn't expect to be so ruthless.

Zhang Bangchang was the only one who knew about the "Emperor's Blood Edict" besides them.Now Zhao Gou didn't blink, and he was about to take his life.

Seeing that Zhao Yuan's expression finally changed, Zhao Gou felt better. He took off his cloak and put it on for Zhao Yuan, persuading him, "It's very cold in the north, Huanhuan should take care of herself. My daughter is delicate and frail. Yes, how can you follow those rough guys and blow the wind in Yanjing City? Ninth Brother will return to Bianliang soon, Huanhuan and Ninth Brother will go together." As for the second Emperor Jingkang, don't pick him up for the time being.

Since he was a child, Zhao Gou had eight elder brothers on his head. He didn't dare to think about the throne, and it was never his turn to think about it.Suddenly one day, he tasted the beauty of the pinnacle of power, and he knew the taste by taste, so naturally he refused to give up no matter what.

As for Zhao Huan and Zhao Ji?

He, Zhao Gou, doesn't mind making two more Supreme Emperors.

Zhao Gou carefully tied the silk sash for Zhao Yuan, and asked seemingly casually: "I heard that Huanhuan is very close to people from the Zhong family?"

Zhao Yuan turned pale in shock.

Fortunately, she lowered her head and concealed it very well, so Zhao Gou didn't notice the strangeness.Suddenly, she fell into Zhao Gou's arms, grabbed his sleeve, and sobbed.

"Huanhuan?" Zhao Gou was surprised.

Zhao Yuan whimpered and said, "I miss my eldest brother. Ninth brother, I miss my eldest brother! I also miss my third brother and fourth brother and my concubine mother. I think, I really want to meet them." She raised her head, her pretty face hanging With a few crystal clear teardrops: "I really, really want to see them."

Zhao Gou was silent, gently patted her back through the thick cloak.

"Ninth Brother, would you like me to meet Eldest Brother and Concubine Mother?" Zhao Yuan pulled Zhao Gou's sleeve and pleaded softly, "I just want to meet them. Only I will go alone, and no one else will come." No, I just want to see them!"

Warm tears fell on the back of Zhao Gou's hand drop by drop, and even the bottom of his heart couldn't help softening.In terms of emotion and reason, he could not refuse Zhao Yuan's words, nor did he have any reason to refuse.Even in the bottom of Zhao Gou's heart, there is a vague desire for the same.

But he can't do that.

As an emperor, the first priority is to be ungrateful and ruthless.

"Nonsense!" Zhao Gou flicked his sleeves and reprimanded in a deep voice, "You are an empress, how can you be in danger? Not to mention that the whereabouts of the father and brother are unknown, even if I know where they are, I will never allow them You are such a fool!"

"Ninth brother!" Zhao Yuan begged softly, the hands under the sleeves pinched his thighs until they were blue and purple, and the pain was so painful that he burst into tears.

"Don't talk too much!" Zhao Gou said coldly, and turned to leave.

Zhao Yuan grabbed his sleeve, sobbed mournfully, and knelt down.

"Ninth Brother..."

It hurts her to death.

"I just want to meet them. Really, it's just me, I just want to meet them."

Tonight, I have to put plaster on my big legs.

"You don't allow the soldiers to bring back father and elder brother, don't you even allow me to meet them!"

When necessary, a dose of strong medicine is still needed.

Sure enough, she saw Zhao Gou frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense, Huanhuan, when did Ninth Brother 'not allow the soldiers to take back father and elder brother'? Ninth Brother just felt that this move was very risky. Now that song is weak and gold is strong, it will take three or two years to recuperate."

——It will take three or two years until you secure the throne, even if you bring back the second Emperor Jingkang, it will be enough to fight against the court, right?

Zhao Yuan secretly pinched himself hard, and the tears fell like desperately: "But I..."

"Enough, Huanhuan." Zhao Gou was a little impatient.

"Ninth Brother!" Zhao Yuan sniffed, and said in a little girl's playful tone, "If Ninth Brother doesn't allow it, I will pester you every day and every night, and I won't let you have sex with Ninth Sister-in-Law. Bed, I will not let you have fun with your nephews and nieces until you allow me!"

As she spoke, she stubbornly raised her head, looking like she would never die.

Zhao Gou closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Zhao Yuan thought that he would never speak out again that he sighed softly: "That's all..."

"Go ahead, bring dozens of elite riders, and go back quickly. But promise Brother Nine, you must come back safely, you must."

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, then slowly let go of Zhao Gou's sleeve: "...OK."

He really loves his sister.

However, he will never show mercy to those who have the ability to threaten him.For example, Zhao Huan, for example... Northwest Zhongjia.

The sleeves with fluffy edges slipped from Zhao Yuan's hands, she pursed her lips, and lowered her head slightly: "Thank you Brother Nine."

hiss……

It hurts her to death.

Zhao Gou stretched out his hand to help Zhao Yuan up, looked at her quietly for a moment, then turned and left.

Even if he didn't have to guess, Zhao Yuan knew that he must have gone to persuade the old men of the Privy Council.

In today's Song Dynasty, civil servants are still at the pinnacle.The Privy Council, the highest military command center in the Song Dynasty, was mostly scholars.As long as the members of the Privy Council do not agree to take back Emperor Jingkang, then the generals in charge of the army can do nothing.

Although Zhao Ji and Zhao Huan were not good emperors, or even qualified emperors, at this time, they were the spiritual pillars of the entire Song Dynasty.If the two emperors were unable to welcome back, then no matter how many times they won battles, the faces of Song people would always be gloomy and gloomy.

Zhao Yuan stood on the spot, took a few deep breaths, slightly calmed down his excitement, and rubbed his thighs that were bruised and purple by himself, suddenly feeling a little scared.

"I heard that Huanhuan is very close to people from the Zhong family?"

The moment Zhao Gou said these words just now, she was so shocked that she almost lost her wits.If it wasn't for this, she would definitely not have cried while grabbing her brother's sleeve, it was too embarrassing.

However, "planters"?

Zhao Yuan tightly gripped the neckline of the cloak, and frowned deeply.

...something must be broken with her.

Zhao Yuan rubbed his red eyes, pushed open the door of the inner room, and said to Zong Ze, Wu Jie, and Wu Lin outside, "I'm afraid things will change."

Zong Ze was surprised.

Wu Jie and Wu Lin looked at each other, and said hesitantly: "When His Royal Highness King Kang came out just now, his complexion was very bad." The sound insulation effect of the post house is not very good, and the dispute between the two of them in the inner room just now, they also have more or less Less heard.

"Then what should we do?" Zong Ze seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, "Kang Kang is already a model of scholars in the world. If King Kang proposes to the Privy Council to 'not welcome the second emperor', we will not be able to send troops." He turned his head and looked at Zhao Yuan with some concern, "According to Di Ji's opinion, how much of the right time, place and people will take up the opportunity to welcome back the Second Emperor at this time?"

"The right time, place and people have already been taken up." Zhao Yuan let out a long breath, "I also ask the general to order someone to bring Zong Bi here. This Emperor Ji will take him to Shangjing to set off a big fire."

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