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Chapter 550 0547 [Have you been emperor for nothing for more than twenty years? 】

Zhao Ji stared at Zhao Gou with a suspicious expression.

He was not stupid, but when he returned to the capital for the first time, he knew nothing about the lives of Zhao Gou and others for more than a year, and he didn't know whether it was true or false for a while.

Zhao Gou felt a little guilty when his father saw him, so he took the initiative to ask: "Father, I heard from Xiaowen that you and your third brother have no place to live. Why didn't Han Zhen create a palace for my father?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ji's mouth twitched, not knowing how to answer.

The title of Jingjiehou was really too shameful for him to say.

Zhao Kai, who was on the side, looked indignant and said angrily: "Han Zhen's son has gone too far to bully others. He actually made his father the Prince of Jingjie. Not only does he not have a house or a house, he also has to sweep the streets every day!"

Street cleaning time?
Zhao Gou almost couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud.

He quickly put on a straight face, pretending to be nervous and said: "Third brother, be careful what you say, walls have ears."

Zhao Kai's expression changed, and he glanced guiltily outside the hospital. He admitted that he had been a little loud just now.

Zhao Gou deliberately tried to persuade him to stay.

After leaving Zhao Gou's house, Zhao Ji and his son followed the address on the list and went to the seventh son Zhao Xu's house.

However, Zhao Ji didn't feel guilty in his heart. He just regretted that the life he once had, with rich clothes and fine food, and great power in the world, was gone forever.

He is not very capable, he is not good at writing or martial arts, and he always likes to act like a prince.

Zhao Ji sighed and said quietly: "I never thought that Jun Hu would live such a miserable life in the capital."

Seeing this, Zhao Gou pretended to be ashamed and said, "It's a rare visit for my father and third brother. We have no choice but to have money, so we can only entertain them with simple meals. I hope my father won't dislike it."

This place is right next to the West City Wall and is on the edge of the outer city. The only advantage is that the rent is cheap.

……

You have five guan, he has ten guan, and you have borrowed two to three thousand guan without realizing it.

Unlike Zhao Ji, he did not suffer much. After being captured by the Qi army a while ago, he has been imprisoned in the palace. Although his food and clothing expenses are not as good as before, he is much better than ordinary people. He has three meals a day, three dishes and one soup. .

It was okay at first, as many wealthy businessmen in the city were willing to invite him to banquets.

"..."

Watching Zhao Ji disappear from sight, Xing Bingyi changed his expression and hummed: "I used to be arrogant, but now I'm down and out, and I think of us."

How could Xing Bingyi not have any resentment in his heart?

One by one, all the people with their families came to work hard, and Zhao Gou couldn't lose face, so he had to donate generously.

Zhao Gou advised: "Don't say any more, no matter what, he is our father."

Zhao Gou was ashamed and angry at being scolded, but he did not dare to get angry. He said with a smile: "Madam, don't be upset, I will go and remind you after a while."

Zhao Gou smiled bitterly: "I'm not the only one, all the brothers are living in poverty. My sisters are doing fine. Those with husbands have all gone back to live with their husbands, while those who are young and have no husbands, the fifth sister and the fourteenth sister are also living in poverty. I found a light job as a helper, but at least I can save my life and don’t dare to ask for anything else.”

When he was demoted to the common people, all he had was the 50 guan household allowance given by his fifth sister.

Seeing that there was really nothing he could do, Xing Bingyi shamelessly borrowed a thousand gu from his parents' family to tide over the difficulties.

Compared to Zhao Gou, Zhao Xu lived in a worse situation. He rented in an alley next to Xinzheng Gate, crowded into a small courtyard with three other families.

Zhao Xu hugged Zhao Ji's thigh and cried so heartbroken.

Zhao Ji stood up and said, "There is no need for dinner. My father is here just to visit you. Later, he will go to the other children's homes to sit."

Xing Bingyi held the child in his arms and cooperated with Zhao Gou in acting: "Father, won't you stay for dinner?"

It can be seen from today's court meeting in Yanfu Palace that Han Zhen is extremely dissatisfied with their father and son. If these words were spread to Han Zhen's ears by the Secret Service, his life would be in danger.

Zhao Ji and his son were panting from exhaustion. Looking at the dirty courtyard, their hearts suddenly pounded.

Zhao Ji waved his hand and walked out of the courtyard.

It is said that money is the backbone of a man. Now that Zhao Gou is in despair, he really can't be tough when facing his wife.

"It's not like we are prosperous. If we really want to be like this, we should first pay back the slave's money."

"No need."

"It's not too late to go after father has had dinner."

"Ugh."

Xing Bingyi immediately quit and raised his eyebrows: "Why, I'm suffering with you, and I'm not allowed to complain even a few words, and you still think you're King Kang? Those brothers and sisters, when they borrowed money, they all beat their chests loudly. Xiang, you have five coins today, and ten coins tomorrow. It has been more than a year, and I have kept a large drawer of IOUs, and no one has come to pay me back. "

As a result, he met Zhao Zhi, a scammer, and took his fifty strings into it.

"Father, you are finally back!"

A trace of disgust flashed in Zhao Kai's eyes.

Just then, the maid came back carrying a small bag of corn and a bundle of wild vegetables.

"My child has been through so much hardship this year!"

Zhao Gou made a lot of money as a helper, but he couldn't bear the thought of his brothers and sisters coming to fight the autumn wind every now and then.

For a while, the three of them were silent and depressed.

Zhao Gou coaxed him for a while and promised to go to collect the debt in a few days, which made Xing Bingyi calm down.

After all, he is the prince, the Prince of Zhao and Song Dynasty, and wealthy businessmen are willing to spend money to buy something fresh to satisfy their vanity.

But after the novelty wore off, no one wanted to invite him.

Zhao Xu couldn't bear to lose face and go to work, so he had no choice but to borrow a few guan from Zhao Gou today and a few guan from Zhao Shu tomorrow, just like this, he was hungry and satiated, wandering around in a muddle.

Seeing his father come back to see him now, Zhao Xu felt that his hard life was finally coming to an end.

After all, his father was the Supreme Emperor of the Song Dynasty, so Han Zhen should not treat him harshly.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xu hugged Zhao Ji's thighs tighter, fearing that his father would leave them and run away like last time.

"Grandma!"

A group of children heard the commotion and gathered around.

Zhao Xu had four wives and concubines, four sons, and seven daughters.

The four wives and concubines were dressed in coarse clothes and linen, each holding a child in their arms, looking at Zhao Ji with tearful eyes.

Zhao Xu was no better than Zhao Gou. His wife, concubines, and their natal families had all their homes confiscated due to corruption and perversion of the law. He couldn't even take care of him, so how could he help him?

Looking at the dozen or so people surrounding him, Zhao Ji was immediately dumbfounded.

After a while, Zhao Ji asked nonchalantly: "You... Junhu still has a small courtyard, why are you so miserable?"

How can we accommodate more than a dozen people crowded into a small room?

Speaking of this, Zhao Xu stopped crying and said with disdain on his face: "Lao Jiu has degenerated himself and went to work as a helper. Although he made some bad money, he also lost the face of our clan. "

He went to Zhao Gou to borrow money a while ago, but was rejected, so he felt resentful.

"..."

Zhao Ji didn't know what to say for a moment and froze in place.

Originally, I wanted to ask my children for help, but in the end, each of them lived in such misery.

At this time, Zhao Kai also came to his senses and became very angry: "What an old man, how dare you lie to us!"

He just hasn't seen the suffering of the people, but he is not stupid. Compared with Lao Wu and his family, Lao Jiu obviously has a very comfortable life. He has a small courtyard with a single family and maids to help him. But just now he ended up with them. Pretending to be poor.

Zhao Xu asked: "How far has Lao Jiu lied to Third Brother?"

Zhao Kai told the story of what happened just now.

"What a good old man, he is really a Zhongshan wolf without a king or a father. He is the best among us brothers. He can make a lot of money in one day at least!" Zhao Xu said to Zhao Gou's old man. , exposed completely.

Hearing this, Zhao Kai became even more angry: "Let's go, let's settle the score with him!"

Zhao Ji waved his hand: "That's all, if you go there, you will only be laughed at by others."

"and many more……"

Zhao Xu realized something was wrong at this moment and asked with disbelief: "Father...Father, Your Majesty didn't reward you with a mansion, why did you still stay at Lao Jiu's house?" Zhao Ji looked embarrassed and laughed sarcastically: " My father has neither a mansion nor a town."

"This...this is not in line with etiquette."

Zhao Xu opened his mouth, his heart filled with despair.

Otherwise, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

I thought that my father came back to look for me, and the hard times were finally over. But who would have thought that my father would be even worse than me, not only penniless, but also without a roof over my head.

Zhao Ji smiled bitterly.

Etiquette?

He, Han Zhen, is now the emperor, and he speaks of the Constitution of Heaven. What he says is etiquette. Who dares to say no?
Zhao Xu let go of Zhao Ji's thigh, stood up and said: "Father, it's not because the child is unfilial, but it's really no longer possible to live in the house. More than a dozen people are crowded into one room, and there is no place to get up at night. What do you want?" Why don’t you go to Fifth Brother’s house?”

Zhao Ji asked: "Where does Lao Wu live now?"

Zhao Xu replied: "Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, and Eleven and Twelve are now living in Yingsheng Township outside the city."

As soon as he heard that he lived outside the city, Zhao Ji immediately gave up the idea of ​​going there.

After comforting Zhao Xu for a while, Zhao Ji walked out of the small courtyard under the disappointed eyes of his daughters-in-law and grandchildren.

The sun was setting in the west, and the father and son were walking aimlessly on the street in the afterglow of the setting sun, their backs bleak.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Zhao Kai suppressed his hunger and said with a sad face: "Father, is it possible that we really have to sleep on the street tonight?"

"You underestimate your father, don't you?"

Zhao Ji gave him a sideways look and sounded confident.

In the mountains and wilderness, he can earn a bowl of food by relying on his ability. There is no reason why he would starve to death in Tokyo.

Zhao Kai's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked: "Father, do you have any ideas?"

"That's natural, look at it!"

Zhao Ji smiled slightly, dusted off his clothes, and walked towards a bookstore on the street with steady steps.

This bookstore is not small in size and the decoration is very particular.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Ji waved his hand, shouted away the oncoming waiter, and strode to the counter.

Pointing at himself, Zhao Ji asked in an arrogant tone: "Do you recognize me?"

The shopkeeper immediately put on a smile and served carefully: "What are you talking about, Your Majesty? There is no one in Tokyo who doesn't recognize you. Your presence will make the shop full of glory."

"Just recognize it."

Zhao Ji nodded and said proudly: "I looked at the couplets in front of your shop, and my hands were itchy and I wanted to write a couplet."

Being able to be a shopkeeper is a smart person. He immediately heard the hidden meaning of Zhao Ji's words. He was overjoyed and said: "The magpie keeps chirping today. I'm still puzzled. I never thought it was you who came here. If I could stay, If you send me a treasure of calligraphy, I will certainly give you money for polishing it.”

The calligraphy treasure of the Supreme Emperor of Zhao and Song Dynasties, this is a rare thing.

Moreover, Zhao Ji's calligraphy is recognized by scholars as being excellent. His unique thin gold calligraphy can be said to be the first to establish a sect, not inferior to Mi Pei or Huang Tingjian.

The two phases added together are of immeasurable value.

In the past, Zhao Ji's works were only in the palace and never among the people. Therefore, the shopkeeper would refuse unless his brain was broken.

Zhao Ji said: "I'm afraid you can't afford my polishing fee."

The shopkeeper patted his chest and assured: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Even if I sell iron, I still have to keep your calligraphy. How about a hundred words per word?"

Zhao Ji smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper gritted his teeth and stamped his feet: "Two hundred strings is a word!"

After hearing the price, Zhao Ji felt satisfied and waved his hand: "Bring me the pen and ink!"

"Wait a moment!"

The shopkeeper brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone with a smile on his face.

These four treasures of the study are all the best in the store.

At this point, the shopkeeper felt almost embarrassed and said apologetically: "The small shop is not as good as the palace, don't dislike it."

"Not too bad."

Zhao Ji picked up the brush and took a look at it. He curled his lips, then dipped the brush in ink and wrote a couplet.

First couplet: I hate to see the ancients in my life. This country has as many senior people as a forest, and its literary and artistic achievements are unparalleled.

Second line: Celebrities have always had tribes, but today they are everywhere. Heroes are needed in times of need.

"color!"

Looking at the thin golden body that appeared on the paper, the shopkeeper clapped his hands and applauded.

Being able to work as a shopkeeper in a bookstore means that your literary skills are definitely not bad. Even a pig will be enlightened if he stays with literary and ink books every day.

I have to say that Zhao Ji's artistic talent is indeed exaggerated.

After going through the ordeal, my calligraphy improved to a higher level.

"You walk slowly and come often when you have time."

Not long after, Zhao Ji walked out of the bookshop with eight thousand dollars in his arms and was grateful to the shopkeeper for his kindness.

He was happy, and the shopkeeper of the bookshop was even happier.

This couplet was sold from hand to hand, and turning it over three or five times seemed like a joke.

Zhao Kai, who had witnessed the whole process, had a look of disbelief on his face.

Can you still make money like this?

As expected of the father!
For a moment, he seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

My father can make money, but there is no reason why he can't.

Zhao Kai also has very high artistic attainments. The reason why Zhao Ji likes him so much is because Zhao Kai looks like him in everything.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting, astrology and astronomy, all are masterful and masterful.

With Eight Thousand Guan in his arms, Zhao Ji's whole temperament changed and he returned to his usual cool appearance.

The father and son first rented a carriage and went to Fanlou happily.

As for Zhao Xu's family, who were still suffering from hunger, they had long been forgotten by their father and son.

……

evening.

After dinner, Han Zhen and Zhao Fujin returned to the dormitory.

At this time in the past, Zhao Fujin would be in a hurry to get Han Zhen to make a man, but today he was not interested.

Han Zhen didn't know what the little girl was thinking, so he asked, "But blame me for being so heartless."

"My husband misunderstood."

Zhao Fujin rushed over and shook his head.

Seeing this, Han Zhen laughed and said, "What you say is not what you mean."

After his little thought was revealed, Zhao Fujin whispered: "Even if my husband does not give me a mansion for my father, I should arrange a place to live. Otherwise, I might end up sleeping on the street tonight."

"You treat your father as a three-year-old child? How can you be the emperor for more than 20 years in vain?"

Han Zhen sneered and said firmly: "Believe it or not, your father is definitely drinking and having fun at the moment."

After that, Han Zhen called Liu Chang and said, "Tell me the whereabouts of Zhao Ji."

Hearing this, Liu Chang did not dare to hide anything, and told Zhao Ji his every move, word and deed when he left the palace.

Zhao Fujin was completely speechless when he heard that his father had taken the money and instead of helping his seventh brother Zhao Xu, he went to Fanlou to have fun.

(End of this chapter)