Return to the Song Dynasty

In the early spring of the third year of Yuanfu, Zhao Xu, the seventh emperor of the Song Dynasty, passed away. "Since the winter, I have been exposed to severe cold several times, soaked to become sick, and the medicine and stone are ineffective, and I am dying." - "Historical Records Song Zhezong Benji"

It can be said that Zhao Xu was one of the few emperors in the Song Dynasty who worked hard to govern. Although his reign was short and his time in power was even shorter, he still seized all the time to do a lot of good deeds that benefited the country and the people.Zhao Bi felt a little more sad about this sixth brother who was not close to him since he was a child.Sixth brother really left too suddenly, he was too young.

"Hey~" Zhao Bi stood in front of the window of the Chui Gong Hall in a daze.The Chuigong Hall was the place where the officials of the Song Dynasty dealt with government affairs and summoned their ministers on a daily basis. Now it has naturally become Zhao Bi's office and study.

The first emperor had just passed away and was still in mourning. Although Zhao Bi had not officially ascended the throne, the so-called country cannot live without a king. He had already begun to fulfill the emperor's obligations sadly and deal with government affairs every day.Various memorials came one after another, which made Zhao Bi dizzy. Many of the memorials were full of praise and nonsense. After finally reading the whole article, he found that there was not a single sentence that was useful!One Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

Instead of perishing in silence, it explodes in silence.As the supreme ruler of the country, the official Zhao Bi finally couldn't take it anymore and broke out!He directly threw those eulogizing memorials to the ground, and educated a group of ministers: "Don't write memorials if you have nothing to do! The memorials are written only after asking for instructions. You have been officials for so many years, and you don't even understand this?! Write it all down." Some nonsense, the whole article is full of nonsense, and nothing is written?!"

A group of ministers who were not familiar with Zhao Bi's routine were stunned, and they stroked the dragon's beard stupidly for no reason, which angered Long Yan: ah?The official has just taken office, so what's wrong with flattering?Isn't this all the routine of being an official?

Zhao Ji, who knew his brother Ninth very well, couldn't stop laughing: Hehehe, let you flatter me, now it's on the horse's leg, right? ! !Hahaha!I'll laugh for a while...

Su Shi and Zhang Dun, who knew their students and friends well, looked at the stupefied colleagues around them with puzzled faces: ... Don't you all know that he is lazy?Isn't this just looking for trouble for nothing, and deserves to be scolded!

Unaware of the inside story, Su Zhe, the censor Zhongcheng who made a "nonsense" memorial with Daliu: brother!Brother!Can't you give me a breath in advance? !Can this still be a good brother? !

Liu Yu, with the face of a bandit who didn't sing the praises with his father, said: Hehe, let me just say, the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. If he can become diligent, I will screw his head off and kick it for you!When you are old, you have something to talk about, so don't talk nonsense.

Liu Yu's father: ...Hmph!

He also didn't listen to his son's advice, Ma Yun, the deputy privy envoy who was sprayed in the face by his son-in-law at the moment: ...

Ma Qi, a classmate and brother-in-law who has studied with Zhao Bi for several years and has a deep understanding of his nature: What did I say?If you don't listen to your son, you will suffer in front of your eyes!

Liu Shouren, Zeng Bu, Zhang Pu and others who had never had any contact with the former King Shen and now the official family: ... what? ! !what's the situation?real or fake?Don't you need to follow the crowd to sing praises?Oh my god!Is there such a thing? ! !Great hey!Our old minister, we are so happy today, our old minister, we are so happy today! !We will never suffer from poor writing in the future!

After this incident, the ministers were finally honest, and those who were in the court did not dare to casually post memorials to show their presence. Zhao Bi's workload was finally reduced a little.I can barely spare some time to meet my precious sons and cultivate their relationship.But the little ones are obviously quite dissatisfied with their father's "absence of work without reason" for three or four years, and now he has no time to play and eat with him.Zhao Bi had no choice but to sacrifice his appearance, and offered to ask for sex in the evening, chat with him, and tell stories with him, and finally got a few smiling faces.

"Hey~ It's hard!" The old father Zhao Bi sighed again, since he was forced to take over this mess, the number of sighs increased every day.How did this day pass like this?No time to enjoy life!

Although he always complains, Zhao Bi knows that every decision he makes is related to the lives of thousands of people in Song Dynasty, the happiness and even life of all people. He cannot be sloppy, fooled, or delayed. !This Nima is the worst job that is on call 24 hours a day and does not pay wages without holidays throughout the year! ! !

Zhao Bi, who had seen through the essence, burst into tears in his heart, regretting secretly every day, why was he so stupid at that time and didn't dare to speak out against it.I fell into the pit now, what should I do?Zhao Bi gave full play to his ingenuity to figure out a way to get out.Waiting for the throne to be passed on to the son?Zhao Bi quickly shook his head, his son is only 4 years old, so he has to wait until the year of the monkey?If I don't talk much, I have to stick to the class for more than ten years, it's too slow.

Then pass the throne to the younger brother?Zhao Bi's eyes lit up, this is reliable!Chicken is a good candidate!First of all, Xiaoji has a strong relationship with himself, he also understands his ninth brother and I, he has absolutely no intention of rebelling, he must be safe in the top position, besides, if he hadn’t come back, the throne probably would have fallen to him in all likelihood superior.

Thinking of Zhao Ji, Zhao Bi couldn't help recalling the day he and Zhao Ji met, the boy didn't reveal the news that the official's sixth elder brother was seriously ill, and he fooled himself into the palace when he suddenly regained his memory at that time, and the next thing is It was logical to meet the queen mother, and then went to see the sixth brother of the official family, and then, this matter was no longer under his control, and the development of the matter went astray all the way, out of control!

In the end, when he finally came out of Funing Palace, he had already become the crown prince.This speed is as fast as riding a rocket, there is no reaction time at all!Thinking of the expression on the little chicken's breathless expression when he came out of Funing Palace, Zhao Bi finally came to his senses, I'll wipe it!Dare to be overwhelmed by this kid!His grandma's!Zhao Yu was so angry that he slapped his thigh, and my brother will give him the throne back, there is nothing wrong with it!

Zhao Bi was secretly thinking about how to plot against Zhao Ji.Here, Zhao Ji, who had succeeded in his treachery, happened to come in with a portrait of his sixth brother Zhao Xu who had just passed away.Ever since he succeeded in putting Ninth Brother on the throne, he has never dared to enter the palace, for fear that Ninth Brother would come back and tear him alive.

My elder brother knows it well, despite his usual idle and idle appearance, in terms of IQ, Brother Jiu is definitely No. 1 among the brothers.It's been several days, and he probably figured it out a long time ago.Hey, extending the head is also a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife.Die early and live early, fight hard!

Zhao Ji did a good job of psychological training, and after being summoned, he walked into the hall pretending to be chic. "My brother has met the emperor, brother..." Zhao Ji first came to a super-formal standard greeting process, and was about to give a big gift, when he accidentally saw his brother staring at him with a playful look...

'Pretend, pretend again, keep pretending. 'Zhao Bi's dissatisfaction with being plotted by the chick turned into a sharp gaze that seemed to be real, and nailed it firmly on Zhao Ji's face.Seeing that Zhao Ji suddenly felt a little guilty, he was very embarrassed, and couldn't go on with the ceremony.

"Then, what, Brother Huang has something to tell my younger brother?" Zhao Ji rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and smiled flatteringly.

Zhao Bi sat on the throne in the middle of the hall, leaned over with his elbows on his knees, and rested his chin with his hands, looking at his younger brother deeply: "Chicken, I haven't seen you for several days." You, don't you miss me very much, why don't you come to see me, your emperor brother. Huh?"

"Ah? Ah! That, this, my brother is afraid that the emperor has just ascended the throne and is busy with official duties, no, I dare not disturb." Zhao Ji stuttered to find a high-sounding reason.

"Oh? Brother, I have to thank you. Come here, why are you so ignorant? Come, come, come and sit here with brother." Zhao Bi smiled half-smile, stood up while talking, and walked to Zhao Ji, Without further ado, he stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Ji, pushing him onto the dragon chair.

"Ah, ah, don't, don't, brother! Brother! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Brother! My dear brother..." Zhao Ji was shocked when he thought that there was such a magical operation.At the very moment when his butt was about to hit the dragon chair, he finally came to his senses, struggling desperately, and resisting with his life.However, Ninth Brother Zhao Bi has been in the army for many years, he is no longer Wuxia Amon, although his strength is far behind Yao Xiong and Yue He, but it is more than enough to control a pampered prince.

In the end, Zhao Ji even rolled and crawled, using all his strength to suckle, completely abandoning his inner face, finally using a jackhammer, and finally landed his ass safely on the dragon chair... the feet under it step on. "Huh~" Zhao Ji finally let out a sigh of relief, and quickly wiped the sweat from his head with his wide sleeves. It was really thrilling, isn't it? !

His brother Zhao Bi obviously didn't want to let him go so easily. "Chicken, brother, I have been thinking about a problem for the past few days. I wonder if you can explain to my brother?" Zhao Yu lifted his clothes and sat down calmly in a scarlet imperial uniform. Next to Zhao Ji.

"Brother, why do you think I came back so small? If I entered the palace a few days later... Is it true that you should be the one sitting on the dragon chair? Then brother, can I be a prince safely? , Continue to fight cocks and run dogs to enjoy life? Huh~?" The last "huh~" is full of twists and turns, revealing infinite sorrow.

When Zhao Ji heard this, his head, which had just been wiped clean, broke out in sweat again.He swallowed hard subconsciously, "Then, what, of course it's brother Hong Fuqi..." Before the word could be said, it was automatically silenced under Zhao Yu's vicious gaze. Suddenly, they decided to change their strategy, from stubbornly resisting to the death and not admitting it, to putting it to death and then living... To tell the truth.

"Brother, I found you with great difficulty. Of course, I wanted you to return to the palace to recognize your ancestors. Who... whoever imagined, the emperor, he, he, he decided so quickly, ah ah ah Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Zhao Bi was really too lazy to listen to his nonsense, and directly grabbed Zhao Ji's cheek to vent his anger.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you alright...are you?" The guards outside suddenly heard a loud shout from inside, thinking that something happened, so they hurriedly pushed the door open, and it turned out...the newly appointed official was the one who caught his eye. Jia Jia and His Highness Duan Wang sat side by side on the pedals.

The official fixed Wang Duan's head with one hand, and pulled King Duan's cheeks with the other hand, tearing His Highness Duan Wang's mouth.His Royal Highness Duan Wang, who has always been known for his elegance and elegance, danced and danced, shook his head frantically, and screamed for pain loudly, without grace, that scene... tsk tsk...

"Eh..." The guards looked at each other, quickly fled away with great eyesight, and quickly disappeared without a sound. Don't see what you shouldn't see and be silenced is Σ(°△°|||)︴.

After being interrupted by the guards, Zhao Bi was not so angry anymore.Think about it, it's life, but it doesn't matter, we can still save ourselves, at worst, pass the position directly to the chick in two years. "Hey." Zhao Bi looked at Zhao Ji and couldn't help laughing out loud, brother is the emperor's caller, don't you have to obediently accept the order and thank you? "Hey Hey……"

Zhao Ji's hairs stood on end in an instant, and he shivered in fright at his brother's sinister smile.He barely remembered that he still had business to do when he came here, stretched out his hand to smooth out the clothes that were scattered due to excessive struggle, and hurriedly handed the portrait of the sixth brother who had just passed away to Zhao Yu. "Nine, Brother Nine, this is the portrait I drew for Brother Six with my own hands. Please see if it works. If there is no problem, I will hand it over to the Ministry of Rites."

Originally, the painting of the portrait was done by a dedicated painter, and the Prince of Labor did not need to do it, but Zhao Xu specially asked Zhao Ji to paint it before his death. Although he didn't say it clearly, he thought he wanted to enshrine this portrait in the Taimiao yes.So officials from the Ministry of Rituals approached His Royal Highness Duan Wang and politely asked if he could use this portrait.The talkative Zhao Ji naturally agreed, and after careful revision and polishing, he showed it to Zhao Bi for review.