Zhao Fujin, the Emperor who brought disaster to the country

Zhao Fujin tried to squeeze the lotus pendant, and the person appeared in the bedroom. She lay down softly on the bed in the bedroom, feeling that the whole world had lost its color.

This mood was maddening, but luckily it didn't last long before she heard a knock on the door.

The knock on the door came from the dormitory.

It should be Qiong Yu. He knocked three times, paused for two or three breaths, and then knocked three more times.

Zhao Fujin squeezed the pendant and returned to the dormitory. He first glanced at the previously black monitor screen. After finding that it was back to normal, he lazily called out: "Come in."

"Princess!" It was Qiong Yu who knocked on the door. She opened the door with a smile on her face: "Cheng Xing was caught! Cai Langjun caught him!"

Qiong Yu said happily: "Wu Xiangyi said that he was investigating in the brothel, so Cai Langjun led the imperial guards to surround the brothel and found a secret passage from the utility room of the brothel. , just in time to block Cheng Xing in a courtyard three or four houses away from the brothel!"

"Is it just Cheng Xing?" Zhao Fujin's heart suddenly moved: "Zhang Lu Xiangyi told Cai Ji that I suspect that Cheng Xing colluded with Jin Liao and asked him to borrow the official Imperial City Guard to carefully search the houses near the brothel!"

"Yes!" Qiong Yu got the order and went out happily to deliver the order.

In Qiong Yu's eyes, Cai Ji has been helping Zhao Fujin in the past few months and is considered one of her own.

He caught the person and made meritorious service, and he and Zhao Fujin also had glory on their faces.

After Zhao Fujin passed the news, Cai Chi found two Jin spies from the brothel, one was a turtle slave, and the other was the brothel's signature girl Feng Niang.

In this way, this matter is no longer a simple case of assassinating an official, but also involves a case of colluding with Jin people.

The golden man is going to take action against the widowed man in advance!

After Zhao Ji heard the news, he was almost frightened: No, no, I still have to rely on Fu'er!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji left Yu Ji, the commander of the Imperial City Guard, and Cai Chi, the attendant, who had reported the news, in the Chui Gong Hall. He drove a dilapidated small tram to the Ninghe Hall with a puff of smoke.

Zhao Fujin was depressed because he could never return to reality. When he saw Zhao Ji coming, he couldn't think of anything to deal with it.

Fortunately, Zhao Ji was frightened by the fact that the Jin man wanted to assassinate him. He didn't pay attention to Zhao Fujin's expression at all. He opened his mouth and said: "Fu'er, you are right. The Jin man is ambitious and wants to attack me, the Song Dynasty!"

"No, dad, it's still early. No matter how stupid the Jin people are, they won't be able to attack you." Zhao Fujin lazily explained: "If they attack you now, it will be like making wedding clothes for the Liao people and increasing their wealth." Difficulty when fighting against Liao."

"But the person who assassinated me was the Jin!" Zhao Ji looked sad and angry: "The prince united with the Jin and planned to kill the few to seize the throne. It is indeed a wolfish ambition, stupid and poisonous!"

Why is Zhao Huan involved again?

Zhao Fujin was stunned for a moment and suddenly came to his senses: Did he not even do the courtesy just now?

This is too careless!

If he can't return to reality, he can only live well in this Song Dynasty.

If he wants to live well, Zhao Ji is just like his own parents, so he definitely can't treat him so perfunctorily.

"Isn't this a good thing for dad?" Zhao Fujin thought for a while and planned to take advantage of him: "Dad is dissatisfied with him, but there is no way to remove him from the position of the East Palace?

Now, doesn’t this opportunity come? "

This is true!

Zhao Ji was angry before, and because he knew about the Jingkang incident in advance, he was almost scared out of his wits by the bravery and skill of the Jin people. Suddenly, he heard that the Jin people had lurked in the imperial city, and colluded with the prince to assassinate him. He was so frightened that he lost his mind.

After Zhao Fujin's reminder, he suddenly felt that if Zhao Huan could be eliminated, the rest would not be a big deal in a short period of time.

So what if the Jin people sneak in? There are still people from Liao in the middle.

There are still eight or nine years before the Liao people are destroyed. As long as we speed up military development, there may not be no chance of fighting the Jin people in eight or nine years!

"Fu'er is right!" Zhao Ji's tense face relaxed: "I will summon all the gentlemen to go to Chui Gong Hall to discuss matters!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry.    Isn't this too eager?

Again, the crime was pinned on Zhao Huan without even a trial?

Zhao Fujin twitched his lips, feeling chilled by the friendship between the emperor and his son.

Thinking of this, she turned around and entered the bedroom again. She wanted to enter the space and try again, and by the way, she would give her the things she promised to the person in the painting.

In order to test whether the hall was in space, Zhao Fujin was thinking about the villa hall while pinching the lotus pendant.

However, the place where it appeared was the door leading to the hall.

The door had been closed. Zhao Fujin walked up to it, twisted slightly, and entered the hall again.

She walked around the hall and went straight up the spiral staircase to the second floor.

On the left side of the second floor is a large suite. When the door is opened, there is Zhao Laosan's study, office, tea room and lounge.

Zhao Laosan doesn't like reading. There are no books in his study, only a huge desk with a closed laptop and a three-layer file shelf. documents, various signature pens, a tea set and a thermos glass beside the writing shelf.

Zhao Fujin walked over and thought of Zhao Laosan holding the glass and spitting out tea leaves. A smile appeared on his face. He reached out to hold the glass to the side, but was startled when he touched the glass. !

The cup is actually hot!

Zhao Fujin was stunned and looked around eagerly: "Dad! Dad!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw the closed laptop opened, and then the glass was tilted away from the table, and the water flowed out of the mouth of the cup and disappeared. Then there were a few tea leaves, leaning against the edge of the cup toward the garbage on the ground. Fly in the barrel!

This is Zhao Laosan drinking water!

"Dad! Dad!" Zhao Fujin's eyes heated up and tears fell: "Is it you? Are you here?"

But no matter how she shouted, no one responded. The glass fell on the table again. The facial tissue on the table floated up, folded in mid-air, wrapped up the tea leaves that had not been spit into the trash can, and "flyed" into the trash can. inside.

Zhao Fujin's tears suddenly fell down.

This is in reality!

Zhao Laosan was drinking tea, sitting at his desk and staring at the computer in a daze.

Exactly the same as before.

Father and daughter were facing each other, but no one could see the other!

Zhao Fujin thought of this and suddenly wanted to scare Zhao Laosan. She stretched out a finger and directly covered Zhao Laosan's notebook.

She has done this before.

Especially when she is sick and has nothing to do at home, she will come here to pester Zhao Laosan, making him unable to do anything. When he turns on the computer, she will close it for him, open and close it, and keep pestering him. Zhao Laosan had to put down his work and accompany her for a walk in the garden before it was over.

Sure enough, as soon as the notebook was closed, it was opened again.

Zhao Fujin raised the corners of his tearful eyes, stretched out a hand mischievously, and closed it again!

After being closed this time, it was not opened immediately. Instead, it paused for a while and then opened very slowly.

Zhao Fujin knew that Zhao Laosan was suspicious, and he grinned, feeling his heart skip a beat.

She stretched out a hand and quickly closed the computer again.