Return to the Song Dynasty

No matter how obsessed Zhao Bi was with his act of pretending to be silly, the New Year's banquet was still held as scheduled. This was the first New Year's Day banquet after the new king ascended the throne, and it was naturally very lively.

Looking at the incomparably formal crimson gauze robe worn on the small body of the emperor brother who is only 3 years older than himself, with the heavy Tongtian crown on his head, his little face is tense, and he looks serious. Let's take a look again Hiding in the arms of the imperial grandmother and pretending to be lazy, he immediately regained his balance.

I yawned a little, it's still suitable for me to eat and wait to die.

Zhao Bi had met the emperor's elder brother before, but in the past six months he had been pretending to gradually regain his sanity, and he didn't dare to have too much contact with people, it would be bad if he revealed his secrets.

After completing the regular opening remarks of the New Year banquet, the next step is singing and dancing to add to the fun. The emperor greeted each other with a group of relatives and drank together.

Hearing this group of people flattering each other and reciting poems against each other, Zhao Bi couldn't take it anymore, so he found a chance to sneak out and ran to the corridor outside Jiying Hall.

The location at the front corner is good, it is hidden enough, and it can be quiet and quiet.

Zhao Bi walked towards the goal with short legs, and when he reached the corner, he suddenly found that the seat he reserved was already occupied.

What's even more damning is that this blind kid is still pretending to be elegant with his hand on his chin, and he is full of pretentiousness, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Zhao Bi had already come to the front, but this kid hadn't noticed it yet, and continued to pose with that silly look of looking up at the moon and looking up at the moon. (You are a fool and call others stupid.)

Zhao Yu didn't care about that, and sat down opposite the kid, continuing to observe.

Hmm, it looks familiar, doesn't it?It seems to be the old eleven Zhao Ji.

Zhao Bi really didn't have a big impression of his younger brothers, which is no wonder for him. One is that he rarely goes out. Besides, his eldest brother Zhao Ji is only 5 years old, and the rest of them are even younger. Maybe it's okay to go out and jump around, but every time I just happen to meet them when I follow their respective mothers and concubines to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager, and look at them from a distance.

It's really Zhao Ji's kid. Look carefully now. Although Zhao Ji also has a round bun face, but a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes are slightly squinted, coupled with the ethereal eyes looking at the night sky, no matter how you look at it, how do you feel about this? The 5-year-old boy is so handsome, Zhao Yu felt envious and jealous in his heart!

Hmph, no matter how pretentious you are, you're just a little milk baby, and I don't have the same knowledge as you. (You are competing with a 5-year-old child, these days are too busy.)

Maybe Zhao Ji was tired from looking up at the moon, so he ended his pretentious posture, and when he turned around, he suddenly met a pair of big round eyes staring blankly at him.

"Ah!" Zhao Ji was taken aback. "Brother Nine Emperors?"

"Well, who are you? You are so beautiful." Zhao Bi resisted the contempt in his heart, and said stupidly that made him vomit blood, and did not forget to reach out his little fleshy hand to touch others.

Pfft, Zhao Ji's gloomy mood instantly improved. This silly brother Zhao Bi can be said to be the most reassuring existence in the entire palace.

"Brother Nine Emperors, I am your eleventh brother, and my name is Zhao Ji." Zhao Ji introduced himself seriously in a childlike voice.

Zhao Bi: "Well, be anxious, be anxious."

Zhao Ji: "It's not in a hurry, it's Zhao Ji."

Zhao Bi: "Yeah, chicken, chick."

Zhao Ji: "It's not chicken, it's Ji, Brother Nine Emperors, you can just call me Brother Eleven."

Zhao Bi: "It's so long, it's hard to remember, chicken, chicken, chicken."

Zhao Ji: "It's not chicken, it's Ji."

Zhao Bi: "Chicken"

Zhao Ji: "Ji"

Zhao Bi: "Chicken"

Zhao Ji's brow was sweating in a hurry, and he almost fainted. Who can tell him how to communicate with fools? It's really terrible.Until the palace servants came out to find the two highnesses, Zhao Ji couldn't let himself get rid of the honorable title of "chicken".

As for Zhao Bi, seeing him rolling on his bed with his stomach in his hands after returning to the palace, he knew how insidious this guy was.

Wow, haha, it's so funny, watching the little Zhengtai Zhao Ji's serious face turn green, and change color from red to white, it's so funny.

It's a great antidote to a boring life.Well, maybe, my boring life pattern can be adjusted to eating, sleeping, and teasing Mrs. Zheng?Zhao Bi rubbed his chin, seriously thinking about this possibility.

Poor Zhao Ji sneezed loudly.

Hmm, can't you catch a cold?I stayed with brother Jiuhuang for so long in the corridor today, ah! ! !Don't think about it, don't think about Brother Nine Emperors, just thinking about it will give you a headache.Well, Brother Nine Emperors is too scary, you must stay away from Brother Nine Emperors.

Just when the little calculations of the two brothers were crackling, something unexpected happened to them. In fact, this thing is normal, but the little brothers have never paid attention to it.

That is, both Zhao Bi and Zhao Ji should go to hear about the Enlightenment of Zhai.

To put it bluntly, Wen Shizhai is the school for the princes, relatives of the emperor, and the princes of the ministers' families who are worthy.

Cut, it's a second-generation aristocratic school.Zhao Yu scoffed at this.

In fact, at Zhao Bi's age, he should have been a student of Wen Shizhai, but Zhao Bi was a fool, he couldn't even speak, and he still had eyesight problems, so of course he couldn't go.

Now that Zhao Bi had recovered somewhat, the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager hurriedly let Zhao Bi go to study with Zhao Ji who had just been enlightened.

Why can't the first prince become illiterate!In fact, everyone's requirements for Zhao Bi are not high, at least he can read a few words and understand a few things.

On the first day of school, at the entrance of Wen Shi Zhai, a pair of little bun brothers with pink carvings and jade carvings met. The two little buns were still talking affectionately. This scene is really very warm.But the content of this conversation is really...

Zhao Bi, who was very excited to see Zhao Ji: "Chicken, chicken."

Zhao Ji, who can't avoid it: "Brother Jiuhuang, it's not a chicken, it's Ji."

Zhao Bi: "Chicken, chick."

Zhao Ji: ...

Forget it, Zhao Ji looked at Zhao Bi who was looking at him eagerly. Brother Nine Emperors is an idiot, and he should forget it soon, but he is just calling it fresh, so let him go.

A few years later, the national idol Zhao Ji, who was called "Master Wenhua", always remembered that he was soft-hearted and did not correct the title of "chicken", which led to..., what a mistake and eternal hatred.Look, look, Zhao Bi is smiling wickedly again.

Of course, Zhao Ji didn't know this at this time.Because it is a royal school, the only school-age children in the royal family are Zhao Bi himself, the emperor Zhao Xu, and the chick Zhao Ji.

The emperor's elder brother is relatively busy, and usually cannot attend classes on time. Now the only princes in the class are Zhao Bi and Zhao Ji, and the rest are the sons of several ministers' families.

Seeing Zhao Bi and Zhao Ji coming, the teacher and the sons of the ministers' families hurried over to greet him.

Zhao Ji returned the gift in a childish voice, while Zhao Bi, a recognized fool, didn't need to speak at all.

But Zhao Bi is a restless master, "Teacher, what's your name?"

"Return to Your Highness Ninth Prince, the minister in charge, Su Shi."

"Hey, teacher's name is really good, comfortable, really comfortable." Here it is again, Zhao Ji helped his forehead.

'Wait, Su Shi, isn't that Su Dongpo?ah! Zhao Bi widened his eyes and carefully studied the middle-aged man in front of him.

Su Shi looked past his age, his complexion was dark, his facial features were upright, and his eyes were bright. Although he bowed his body slightly to salute, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and he really had the demeanor of a famous minister.

At this time, Su Shi had just returned from Dengzhou.Since he was invited to be released to Hangzhou at the beginning, he has experienced various ups and downs such as transfer, unjust imprisonment, and demotion, and he has returned to the imperial court.Today, Su Shi has experienced many hardships, but he still does not change his original intention and is open-minded.

While Zhao Bi was observing Su Shi, his eyes were also observing Zhao Bi.He didn't ignore the flash of surprise in Zhao Bi's eyes, did he misread it?How could a foolish person react like this?Zhao Ji silently drew a question mark in his heart.

The two masters and apprentices met for a while, and even though Zhao Bi was not satisfied, Zhao Ji dragged him to his seat and sat down.

Su Shi started his first teaching career in his life, teaching thousands of characters and hundreds of surnames...

Listening to Su Shi's deep and deep voice explaining the thousand-character prose, and looking at Zhao Ji's serious white and tender face, Zhao Bi suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of reality.

Yes, from the time he woke up from the dream to here, although he has gradually adapted to the life here and has been inextricably connected with the people here, Zhao Bi always thinks in his subconscious that everything here is just a dream. When I wake up from the dream, I will return to the world thousands of years later, and return to my original trajectory.

But now, this dream is becoming more and more real.

Wu Zhaoyuan who cares about herself the most, the emperor brother who works hard every day with a tight little face, the "lively and cute" chick Zhao Ji, the little follower Li Lin, and now a great writer and teacher Su Shi, their images are too much. It was so vivid that no matter how Zhao Bi hinted to himself, he couldn't believe it was just a dream.

Maybe this is the truth, Zhao Bi finally realized that he had truly returned to the Song Dynasty, an era that was originally buried in history books.

But obviously hurting the spring and autumn is not suitable for Zhao Bi.

A generation of writers, Zhao Bi could hardly restrain his excitement, and almost asked Su Shi for an autograph.Ah, you can also take a photo with Su Shi and post it on the official Weibo of Dasong, hehe, awesome.

Although Zhao Yu's little heart was beating a little bit when he met Su Shi's unexpected harvest, he still didn't forget the business and got to know his classmates a lot.

The one by the window on the left is Ma Qi, the grandson of Lord Ma, the privy envoy. This boy looks handsome and refined, but he can't sit on the bench. Nails have grown.

The funny kid over there is wearing a red dress, a Chinese character face, and big thick eyebrows. It is Liu Yu, the young son of Mr. Liu, the servant of Zhongshu. The name of Mr. Liu is quite good, and the gentleman is as gentle as jade, but compared to your child With a long standard bandit face, it can be as funny as it looks.

Well, there are two more heavyweights.One is Su Yuan, the nephew of the teacher Su Shi. The young boy is dressed in aqua blue, with handsome features, and the way he concentrates on reading a book really has the feeling of a handsome young man.

Then there is the little facial paralyzed sitting behind, Zhao Yu turned his head around, but he didn't see any vivid expression on this guy, his face was stiff.After being reminded by Zhao Ji, I found out that this young master is Sima Pu, the grandson of Sima Guang, the prime minister who just took office.

Zhao Bi's mental activity: "Well, life is really colorful." '

Zhao Ji's mental activity: "When can I stop being a babysitter for Brother Nine Emperors?" '