Emperor Renzong of the Great Song Dynasty

Zhao Yiyi learned that the Baxian King was going to the palace to face the saint while having lunch.

He has been so busy lately that the back of his head is kicked. Spring plowing has begun in various places, and spring floods have come. Xixia has surrendered. These are all fatal problems. If one is not handled well, Kou Zhun's battle for the past two years will be regarded as in vain.

Under such tense conditions, he spared the whole morning yesterday to meet Xia Yuqi and Bai Yutang.

But Xia Yuqi didn't disappoint him, the morning was well worth it.

Not to mention the whole morning, this is a talent who can provoke the industrial revolution. Even if he puts on the spectacle of paying attention to the thatched cottage, Zhao Yiyi has to tidy up and cooperate with his performance.

Fortunately, Xia Yuqi didn't make things difficult for him.

But the direct consequence was that the desk was piled up with work, and Zhao Yiyi's breakfast, lunch and dinner time today was squeezed out.

Liu En ordered the kitchen to make sandwiched rice balls for him. Crispy stewed mutton was sandwiched between the steaming rice and wrapped in lotus leaves. Zhao Yiyi gnawed on the rice balls with his left hand, without delaying his right hand to review the memorial.

These civil servants are getting more and more inconvenient to speak. Things that can be explained clearly in [-] words have to be expanded to [-] words for him. It's going to explode.

He still didn't dare to skip reading, for fear that these people would add a few useful sentences among the nonsense.

When he cleans up Kou Zhun, he must rectify this nonsense atmosphere.

At this time, a little eunuch came in and whispered a few words in Liu En's ear.

Liu En nodded and let him go down, then turned to Zhao Yiyi and said, "Eight Wise Kings are asking for an audience outside the palace gate, wearing court clothes."

Zhao Yiyi chewed the mutton: "No time!"

He really doesn't have time. These tasks should have been completed yesterday, but they have been delayed until now, and they can't be delayed any longer.Let alone the Eight Sage Kings now, even if his own father is resurrected, he will...

and many more?

Zhao Yiyi suddenly raised his head: "What is he wearing?"

Liu En said: "Court clothes."

Zhao Yiyi twitched the corner of his mouth.

The Eight Wise Kings never claimed to care about political affairs. From birth to now, he almost never went to court, and he only wanted to be an idle prince.

Because of this, the first emperor Song Zhenzong was able to safely adopt his son as his heir, and Emperor Taizong was able to give him the golden mace for beating up the emperor and punishing the courtiers.

Because he has no political ambitions.

But at this time, he was wearing court clothes in broad daylight and was about to enter the palace to meet the saint...

People who have no political ambitions do not necessarily have moral ambitions.

Having been the son of the Baxian King for seven years, Zhao Yiyi still knows a little about his former father.

He is keen to be a saint, and he is also keen to help people he respects become saints.

That's why Zhao Yiyi tried his best to deceive his golden mace - if the emperor broke through his moral bottom line, this one would really dare to chase him with the golden mace.

The Eight Worthy Kings wore court clothes to face saints, which was obviously not a commonplace.

If he was not allowed to face the saint at this time, he might turn around and go back to Nanqing Palace to beat the emperor unconscious with a golden mace.

Then he will find that his golden mace is gone.

Now that Kou Zhun has not been eliminated, Zhao Yiyi dare not take the risk of detonating the bomb of the Eight Sage Kings.

"Tell him to come in." Zhao Yiyi sighed: "It's really not easy to live a stable day."

He stuffed the last piece of mutton into his mouth: "It's too tired, try changing to beef sometime."

Liu En sent the little eunuch to pass on the message, then turned around and said, "Okay, let those civil servants know that the emperor secretly hides to eat cattle, then there will be trouble."

Zhao Yiyi curled his lips: "They care too much."

But this is his own personal design of a virtuous monarch who wants to be considerate of the people's livelihood, and he can't blame others.

The palace of the Song Dynasty was not big, and the Baxian King arrived at the palace where Zhao Yiyi was located in a short while.

There have always been only courtiers waiting for the emperor, but no emperor waiting for courtiers.

Zhao Yiyi was reading a letter from Kou Zhun about Xixia people's customs and customs, so Liu En arranged for the Eight Sage Kings to stand under the eaves and observe his expression by the way.

Although a little angry, but not to the point of furious.

When Zhao Yiyi finally finished reading the book, Liu En whispered to him, "No."

It seems that the eight virtuous kings have not discovered that the golden mace has been stolen.

Also, if he found out about the golden mace, how could he be as calm as he is now.

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Tell him to come in."

Liu En took the order to go, and after a while, he brought the Eight Sage Kings in.

The Eight Sage Kings looked dignified, dressed in court clothes, and saluted Zhao Yiyi.

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Uncle, please."

The Eight Sage King froze for a moment, and straightened up.

Zhao Yiyi asked: "The emperor's uncle entered the palace this time, why?"

The Eight Worthy King looked straight at Zhao Yiyi with piercing eyes: "I have entered the palace this time to ask the officials to pay more attention to the world's major affairs, the people's livelihood is suffering, and to get closer to talented gentlemen and stay away from heretical villains!"

Zhao Yiyi raised his eyebrows, thinking who made you grow old, and suddenly thought, is it because of Xia Yuqi?

Heresy, it sounds like the description of this mechanism master.

Could it be that the Eight Sage Kings were unhappy seeing him soliciting people from all over the world, so they came into the palace to scold him?

But the Baxian King has been a idle king all his life, and he has made friends with such people. Why only state officials are allowed to set fire and the people are not allowed to light lamps?

"Why did the emperor say such a thing?"

The Eighth Sage King took a deep breath: "The two officials placed in Nanqing Palace, one is Xia Yuqi and the other is Bai Yutang. They are not hermits and Confucian scholars, but rather knight-errants, right?"

Sure enough, it was because of these two people.

However, when did he say that they are great Confucians?

Brain supplements are bad, Uncle Huang.

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Indeed. What happened to the two of them?"

Eight Wise Kings said: "The two of them burned down one of the minister's palaces."

Zhao Yiyi jumped at the case: "Are you all right?"

Eight Wise Kings said: "It's all right."

Zhao Yiyi let out a long breath: "It's fine."

He looked at the face of the Eight Sage Kings again: "The money for repairing the palace will be allocated by the internal treasury."

The internal treasury is the emperor's private money, and the money for maintaining talents cannot be transferred to the public account for the time being, which makes Zhao Yiyi quite heartbroken.

After Xia Yuqi's research has achieved some results, I must establish an academy of sciences, and all the money to support scientific research will come from the national treasury.

Don't think he doesn't know, doing scientific research can burn money, and the family fortune he has saved in the past two years is not enough for Xia Yuqi to squander for how long.

The Eighth Wise King sighed: "I don't want to argue with the officials about this."

He said softly: "As the king of a country, officials should focus on the overall situation in everything. People in the Jianghu have some novelty and abilities to attract people, but this is not what the officials should worry about. The officials should be more general Grace is bestowed on talented scholars, and I will rule the world with the scholar-bureaucrats. The small tricks of the Jianghu people are only for fun, and they can be used as a pastime after dinner, but they should never..."

Zhao benefited from his earnest teachings and realized.

It turned out that the eight virtuous kings were overwhelmed with parental affection, seeing that the child would not learn well, so he came here to give him ideological and moral lessons.

"Uncle, I understand."

Zhao Yiyi interrupted Ba Xianwang's words: "I understand everything. Before the emperor uncle, he did not educate me much."

During the first seven years of his life, the Eight Wise Kings often told him the principles of preferential treatment of scholars. At that time, he was a little surprised that he would only be an idle clan in the future, and it would not be his turn to treat scholars preferentially. What are you talking about with him?

It was only later that I realized that the Eight Sage Kings had already taught him as the future emperor at that time.

The Eighth Sage King was silent for a while, and said: "The minister has surpassed."

He is no longer the emperor's father, and has lost the qualification to teach the emperor.

Looking at the Eight Sage Kings standing with their heads bowed, Zhao Yiyi suddenly thought of something.

After a while, when the case of the theft of the imperial tomb is used to deal with Kou Zhun, it seems that the power of the Eight Sage Kings can be used.

He immediately said: "I know what the emperor thinks, but I value these two people because they are kind to me."

The Eight Sage Kings were puzzled: "Yes?"

Zhao Yiyi said to Liu En, "Go get that thing."

Liu En understood, and brought back the golden box where the heavenly scriptures were placed.

He put the gold box in front of Zhao Yiyi, and Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Does the emperor know what's in it?"

The Eighth Wise King shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhao Yiyi said: "Uncle Huang might as well open it and have a look."

The Eight Sage Kings stepped forward, picked up the golden box, and looked it over first, only to find it a bit heavy.

Opening the box, I saw only a roll of yellow silk.

Zhao Yiyi said: "Uncle Huang, take a good look, what exactly is this?"

The Eight Sage King unfolded a corner of the yellow silk, took a closer look, and was so shocked that he dropped the golden box: "This is... this is!"

The golden box fell to the ground, and the yellow silk rolled down and unfolded on the ground, revealing the entire contents.

The Eighth Wise King is also someone who has experienced the Dazhong Xiangfu, so how could he not recognize what it is.

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Yes, this is the Heavenly Book."

With tears in his eyes: "This is the heavenly book that was buried with the queen mother and the emperor's mausoleum!"

Eight Wise Kings trembled all over: "How could it be?"

Why did the heavenly book, which had long been buried in the underground palace, reappear in the world?

It will never be... It will never be...

Zhao Yiyi choked up and said, "Uncle Huang, do you know how I got this thing?"

The Eighth Wise King shook his head: "I don't know."

Zhao Yiyi then told the Baxian King how Bao Zheng went to Yingtian to investigate the case.

"...The King of Xiangyang built a skyscraper in Yingtian, and all the secret arts in the world were gathered in the tower. If the righteous men Xia Yuqi and Bai Yutang hadn't stepped forward, how could I have cracked the skyscraper, and how would I have known..."

Zhao Yiyi closed his eyes and shook his head, and sighed, "How can we know that the tomb of the late emperor has...already..."

Eight Wise Kings said angrily: "Zhao Jue is not a son of man!"

Zhao Yiyi smiled wryly and said: "This matter is really too much... I dare not make this matter public, but these two are also my benefactors, and as sons of man, I should repay you. That's why I let them live in the south. Qing Palace."

He sighed: "Looking at it now, these two people have not changed their habits in the world, and actually burned down the emperor's uncle's palace. It is really... I will order them to take the blame for the emperor's uncle..."

The Eight Sage King hurriedly waved his hands: "You can't do it! These two are such heroes, they are kind to my royal family, but I didn't entertain them well, I should apologize to them."

Zhao Yiyi nodded: "Since the emperor doesn't pursue it, then the matter is over."

Eight Wise Kings said: "It should be so."

Thinking again that Zhao Jue dared to steal the tomb of the first emperor, he gritted his teeth bitterly: "It's really cheap for this fatherless beast!"

It was really cheap for him to die so happily.

Zhao Yiyi said: "Zhao Jue is dead, but his comrades are still alive."

Eight Wise Kings said: "What kind of party?"

"Huo Fang, the transfer envoy, and Xia Song, who used to be the envoy of Emperor Daxing's Shanling."