Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 5 That boy is actually the prince!
Zhao Zhen deliberately chose an alley where no one would pass by. He looked around for a long time and felt a little relieved after making sure that no one was passing by.

Fan Zhongyan, on the other hand, was still thinking about the words "related to the country" in his heart. Judging from Zhao Zhen's expression, this matter did not seem like a joke.

Zhao Zhen looked at Fan Zhongyan with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "In recent years, my heirs have died prematurely for no reason. Your family should be aware of this."

Fan Zhongyan nodded. He had assisted Zhao Zhen for many years and naturally knew something about these things.

Since Zhao Zhen ascended the throne, none of the princes or princesses have lived past the age of two. This situation has not happened to the generations of emperors since the founding of the country by Taizu, but it happened here with Zhao Zhen.

This matter inevitably makes people suspicious, but the diagnosis given by the palace doctor is that the official family is ill, so that the prince and princess are born weak and have difficulty growing up.

But after so many years of recuperation, Zhao Zhen's body still did not get better, but instead was riddled with diseases.

Fan Zhongyan said solemnly: "Wei Chen thinks that this matter may have nothing to do with the official family!"

The early death of one or two princes and princesses may be explained by this ridiculous reason, but now all of Zhao Zhen's heirs, except for a seven-year-old daughter, have problems, which means there must be something wrong. !

Zhao Zhen looked sad and nodded in agreement with the old man's point of view: "In the early years when Queen Mother Liu was still alive, she was aware of this, so a prince was sent away from the palace after he was born."

"Now, I discovered that there must be someone behind this matter!"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Zhongyan was even more disgusted. There were people in the world who were interested in officials. It was really treasonous!
"Please let the officials investigate this matter thoroughly and return those things."

Before Fan Zhongyan finished speaking, he suddenly realized something. How did the officials notice it?
When Empress Dowager Liu sent the prince out of the palace, if the officials were sure that someone was behind it, they must have known that the prince had grown up now and was not dead at an early age.

He suddenly glared, and even the old man's Qi-nurturing skills could not hide the excitement on his face: "The official is saying that the prince who was sent out of the palace has grown up!"

Zhao Zhen's mood also cheered up: "That's right."

Fan Zhongyan looked at the intersection where the fried dumpling shop was located, which seemed a little unbelievable, but he couldn't help but swallowed when he thought of Zhao Zhen's weird behavior before.

"The official is saying, that boy...?!"

Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded.

The old man's eyes widened for a moment, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. The expression on his face was complicated, and he laughed loudly: "The official family has a queen, and the Song Dynasty has a queen!"

Over the years, Zhao Zhen was disturbed by the ministers of the DPRK because he had no descendants.

As a minister of the Song Dynasty, Fan Zhongyan was also deeply aware of the seriousness of the royal family having no heirs. Firstly, it was the issue of inheritance, which was the most critical. Secondly, although the heir recommended by the court today was from the Zhao family clan, People are from the old school. If they come to power, I am afraid that the reform efforts they have made over the years will disappear.

By that time, I am afraid that the Song Dynasty will really be unable to recover.

But now, the official family has a heir, which means that many problems can be solved!
Although that young man was a bit reckless and reckless, his opinions were pertinent and he hit the nail on the head. If he were a king, he would definitely not be an idle person!

After a long time, Fan Zhongyan came back to his senses from this excitement. He looked at Zhao Zhen and said excitedly: "The official told Wei Chen about this, is he asking Wei Chen to teach the prince?"

Zhao Zhen smiled and nodded: "The Qing family is deeply in my heart and has great talents. Zhao He is in the market, and I'm afraid that this market mentality will be very strong, so I plan to let you teach in person, so I can rest assured."

Fan Zhongyan knelt down without saying a word: "I will definitely not pay the official entrustment!"

Zhao He helped Fan Zhongyan up, and then said: "Now the identity of the prince is a secret, and it is not time to reveal it. I hope you can keep this matter a secret."

As the most trustworthy minister around him, Fan Zhongyan did not believe Zhao Zhen even when he was accused of being a rebel, and even sent him off in person, because Fan Zhongyan was truly a person who sought benefits for the country and the people, and never kept selfish motives.This is also the reason why Zhao Zhen can tell Fan Zhongyan the identity of the prince. He is trustworthy and has enough ability to teach the prince.

Fan Zhongyan said with a solemn expression: "Please rest assured, officials! I will resign from my post and teach the prince in Beijing. I will definitely teach him all I have learned in my life!"

At noon, the sun's rays shone into Zhao He's cabin. He stretched and got up immediately.

Guo Huai's lunch was also ready, and Zhao He washed his face and went to eat.

A pot of meaty stew, a bowl of thick rice porridge, and a plate of appetizing pickles, such a quality of life made Zhao He feel satisfied.

Especially on this cold day, the feeling of taking a sip of hot porridge is indescribable.

Wonderful!
But Zhao He knows very well that this quality of life is not enough. If he wants more enjoyment, he has to think of more ways to make money!
While eating, Guo Huai also said: "Lang Jun, many merchants in the morning market have become jealous of us recently. How about I come forward to talk to them?"

In his early years, he was the general manager of the Imperial Household, and he was extremely sensitive to the changes in people's hearts. It was also very simple to solve the problem with his method, and there would be no problem if he just hit it with words.

Zhao He shook his head: "Jianbao has become so popular recently. I didn't expect it at first. A big tree will definitely attract others' jealousy. Ordinary methods cannot solve the problem, but will lead to isolation."

Guo Huai thought for a while, then saw Zhao He's confident expression, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Is it possible that Mr. Lang already has a solution?"

Zhao He smiled and said, "Have you learned almost everything I taught Uncle Guo before?"

Guo Huai nodded: "It's quite simple, and the preserved eggs are almost done."

"Okay, after dinner, grab a few preserved eggs and let's go to the morning market and do some business with those merchants!"

Guo Huai is a little confused. Now that people regard us as a thorn in their side, how can they agree to do business with us?Is it possible to split the fried bun business and make money together?
Zhao He didn't say anything more. Chatting while eating was an insult to this sacred matter. Working hard to cook is the right way!

After the meal, the two went out together.

Chonghe Street, where Zhao He rented a small courtyard, was located on the outskirts of Bianjing City. It was where the markets and vendors of Bianjing were concentrated.

These streets are very lively all day long. There are many people selling vegetables, fruits, fish and meat on the streets. Most of the customers are civilians living nearby. Occasionally, you can see a few scholars in long robes and mandarin jackets, but they are still a minority. .

No city lacks such places with strong market atmosphere.

Walking on the road, enjoying the warmth of the sun above his head, Zhao He also squinted his eyes comfortably.

Along the way, many people looked at him. The reason was simple: Zhao He was good-looking.

The older women, who had no taboos, teased Zhao He with dirty words, and Zhao He would reply with a few words indifferently, often making the battle-hardened woman blush with just a few words.

When I was teasing those girls on the Internet, you guys hadn't even had sex yet!

All the way to a shop next to the fried dumplings, there were no customers at the breakfast stall at this time, but it was full of people.

Zhao He took a look and saw that they were all nearby merchants, as if they were discussing something.

Seeing Zhao He, everyone looked at him with hatred.

(End of this chapter)