Your majesty is awesome

Chapter 411 I was thinking about him, and the result came (Explosion [-])
"Ah, this..."

A group of Zhu family's followers and relatives all looked at each other in blank dismay, at a loss.

what?Our Mr. Zhu just had such a thought just now, that the prodigy champion governor has already poured a basin of sewage over his head and face?

Is there any heavenly reason for riding a horse, is there any law of the king?
A group of people shouted and cursed one after another, swearing and swearing endlessly.

At this moment, that Zhu Man's eyelids were twitching wildly, and his full hostility was frightening.

"Well, well, miss me, Mrs. Zhu, who is loyal to the court and officials, and has no second thoughts.

But I don't think that the emperor is stupid and innocent, allowing the treacherous and sycophant to mess up the court, and even sending such reckless yellow-mouthed children to patrol the south of the Yangtze River..."

At any rate, Zhu Xi had some brains. At this moment, the letter from Gao Zhang clearly wanted to kill his father and son.

At this time, my father has already fallen into the hands of Gao Zhang, how can I go over there to deliver food, and let others cut off my head peacefully?

There are dragons in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are yellow robes and emperor's crowns in the mansion. This must be a sign of a big event.

Officials forced the people to rebel, and the people had to rebel.

Zhu Xi's bewitching words soon aroused those disciples and entourage to scream.

They grabbed their clothes and rolled up their sleeves one after another, eager to pick up their weapons and kill them happily. It would be best to go to Bianliang, Tokyo, and become a general, eating and drinking all day long, so that they can live happily.

Seeing that the atmosphere was already heated up, Zhu Xi didn't hesitate any longer, and took an imported Japanese sword handed over by his personal attendant, and hung it by his waist.

"Brothers, if you can share adversity with XX, in the future, XX will share the world with you brothers and share glory and wealth."

As soon as this remark came out, there was another burst of crying and howling in the main hall of the entire Tongyuan.

Following the order after order from Zhu Qiang, these desperadoes took the order and left excitedly one by one.

And Zhu Xi left two confidantes to guard here, and then he took the sword and led the five hundred elites out of the gate of Tongyuan, his eyes turned and fell to the government office of the state not far away.

The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a ferocious smile.

"Wang Zhizhou, a certain family is here..."

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In Bianliang, Tokyo, in the Imperial Palace of the Great Song Dynasty, Zhao Ji, the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, was sitting lazily in the gazebo, looking at the scenery outside the pavilion through the gauze curtain.

Inside the pavilion, there are several copper basins, and ice cubes are placed in the basins.

The white steam rose slowly, making the temperature in the pavilion several degrees lower than that outside the pavilion.

Zhao Ji was wearing a loose and casual Taoist robe, and two eunuchs beside him were fanning the cool breeze.

Even so, Zhao Ji still felt dry all over, and glanced at the white papers spread out on the table in front of him, as well as the ink that had been ground.

Alas, the weather is too hot, which really affects my creative mood. Even the inspiration for painting has been lost by the heat, which is really unpleasant.

No way to doze off, just when he was bored, the official Zhao Ji looked around lazily, and his eyes fell on Yang Jian who was standing beside him.

"Did you receive a letter from Xiao Gao today?"

Hearing this question, Yang Jian quickly bowed down.

"When I go back to the official's house, my servant doesn't know, why don't I ask my servant?"

"Well, go, go and come back quickly, that child, I haven't written to me for almost three days, and I don't know what's going on? It's really worrying..."

Hearing what the official Zhao Ji said, Yang Jian nodded silently, quietly exited the pavilion and walked away quickly.

This mother-in-law is really closer than his own son. After all, Xiao Gao Zhuangyuan has been away from Tokyo Bianliang for so long.

But the problem was that the kid directly took the accompanying inspector of the imperial city department as a communication channel.

In two or three days, letters will be sent to the officials through the Imperial City Secretary, either describing the customs of this road, or the occasional burst of inspiration, and the scenery he draws with the pen in his hand.

This made the officials quite satisfied. Every time they received a letter from Gao Zhang, they would seriously comment on the calligraphy and painting works sent by Gao Zhang in detail, and then reply to Gao Zhang through the channel of the Imperial City Department.

This made Yang Jian quite dumbfounded. Although Gao Zhang left Tokyo, he felt as if he had never left Tokyo.

However, he had to admit that this very intelligent number one scholar really understood the thoughts of the officials.

Of course, the biggest advantage is that the talent of the champion is comparable to that of officials, and the brain circuits of the two can be connected.

Otherwise, the number of people licking the official family is too many to count. Why do the official family only favor Gao Zhang, the child prodigy champion?
While thinking about it, he walked quickly. He had just left the imperial garden, and not far away, he saw an eunuch walking quickly holding a scroll.

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The official Zhao Ji was lazily staying in the gazebo, and he couldn't help recalling the letters and paintings he sent to him during Xiao Gao's absence.

This child, every time he appreciates the beautiful scenery, he will create, and then send back his paintings, and occasionally leave a small poem on them.

This kind of talent really made Zhao Ji, the official, see and delight in it.

Moreover, between the lines of his words, he was full of longing for Master and greetings to Master, which really comforted the official Zhao Ji, who wished to recall Gao Zhang and stay by his side.

But thinking of Xiao Gao's future, the official Zhao Ji could only resist the urge, and let his lover go to Jiangnan to make political achievements and meritorious deeds.

Thinking about it now, that child should have entered Liangzhe Road, and I don't know if he can adapt to the climate in the south of the Yangtze River.

While thinking wildly, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps. As soon as the official Zhao Ji raised his eyelids, he saw the joyful Yang Jian copying a scroll in his hand, and opened the curtain.

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"Officials, the maidservant had just left a short distance before they met someone who sent a letter from the champion and a painting."

"Ha, I was thinking about him, but it finally came, take it here quickly."

The official Zhao Ji couldn't help standing up excitedly, took the painting, and glanced at the letter again.

"All of you, hurry up and get the pole for hanging the painting. I'll see what good news Xiao Gao has brought."

As soon as the letter was opened, Gao Zhang's thin golden body, which was almost the same as his own writing skills and skills, appeared on the paper.

First, as usual, he described how he went all the way south in the past few days, and finally arrived at Liangzhe Road. In addition, the work that he has been conceiving and creating carefully these days has finally been painted.

This time, I asked someone to send it back. Firstly, I asked Master to comment on the ax and rectification. Second, I hope that Master can leave calligraphy on this painting, and then send someone back.

Because of this painting, he wants to keep it by his side, and whenever he misses Master, he will hang it up to admire...

"???"

(End of this chapter)