Traveling through Tianlong: Starting from the Zhenlong chess game

Chapter 607: Useless Stuff
Although Zhao Ji was still angry that Zhao Mu had taken his wife by force, he was still a little timid in front of Zhao Mu.

After all, Zhao Mu was a serious military commander, and he was also a fierce general who defeated the barbarians several times. Zhao Ji, on the other hand, was only good at playing the zither and singing, and was slightly good at playing Cuju, calligraphy and painting.

Facing Zhao Mu's momentum rolling out from the sea of ​​blood and corpses, he was still a little timid.

Especially when Zhao Mu's sharp eyes, full of murderous intent, looked at him, Zhao Ji would be afraid out of instinct.

Zhao Mu opened the imperial edict at this time and said, "Well, before you take a breath, let's finish the business first."

As he spoke, Zhao Mu read out the imperial edict from Emperor Zhezong that sentenced Zhao Ji to death.

After Zhao Muxuan finished reading, Zhao Ji's pupils slightly dilated, his face full of disbelief. He said: "Impossible! My brother will not kill me! My brother will not kill me! It's you! It must be your family who passed on my brother's imperial decree to kill me, right!"

Zhao Mu put the imperial edict aside and said, "Don't be so conceited. Killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant. Why wait until today? Now that His Majesty has been restored to the throne, His Majesty has specially named me the 'Second Emperor' in recognition of my achievements in returning power."

"Not only do I retain the title of Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, but His Majesty has also bestowed upon me everything you have. This includes your wives. I am willing to show mercy and bring your beloved concubine here today because she has served me well these past few days. Hahahahahaha."

Faced with Zhao Mu's mocking laughter, Queen Wang lowered her head in shame and shed tears silently, while Zhao Ji also shed two lines of tears.

He did not curse Zhao Mu anymore, but murmured: "How much sorrow can you have? It is like a river of spring water flowing eastward!" Then he smiled bitterly.

He always compared himself to Li Houzhu of the previous dynasty. Now that the fate of Li Houzhu has really fallen on him, he can better understand the sadness in Li Houzhu's poems.

Seeing his half-crazy, half-insane look, Zhao Mu said, "Alright! The imperial edict has been read. Now choose how you want to die. You are a prince of the Song Dynasty, and you have usurped the throne for a few days. Your life on earth is not in vain. A prince should die in a princely way. Now choose one of these three ways."

Looking at the three things Zhao Mu spread out, Zhao Ji was afraid at this time. He said, "No! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Where is the Queen Mother? It was the Queen Mother's decree that allowed me to ascend the throne and become emperor! Moreover, during the few months that I have been firmly on the throne of the Song Dynasty, I have also expanded the territory for the Song Dynasty and recaptured several cities in the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun from the Liao people without bloodshed! I have also made contributions to the country! You can't kill me!"

Zhao Mu was not surprised to see him being so cowardly. He said, "Forget it. What's the point of doing good deeds for the country? It's just a bait set by that woman Yelu Yanxiu. Also, you don't have to wait for that old woman, Empress Dowager Xiang, to save you. She is now under house arrest in the palace and can hardly protect herself. This time she has caused such a big mess that she almost ruined the splendid country of our Song Dynasty. Your Majesty and I will no longer tolerate this old woman's wrongdoings."

Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Oh! That's right! Actually, you didn't have to die. It's a pity that someone has to take the blame for the usurpation of the throne. Because the Queen Mother is the empress of the previous emperor, and our Song Dynasty is ruled by 'filial piety'. So even though your majesty and I don't like her, we really can't do anything to her."

"But someone has to take the blame for the conspiracy to usurp the throne. So after I asked your majesty about it, the Queen Mother Xiang put all the blame on you. After hearing what she said, we had no choice but to go along with it and sentence you to death."

"But don't worry. Although you have poked a hole in the sky this time, Your Majesty and I have not escalated the situation in order to stabilize it as quickly as possible. The only people who died this time were Prince Consort Wang and his three clans, and Gao Qiu and his three clans. As for you, Prince Duan's Mansion, only you will be executed."

Zhao Mu felt a little sorry for him at this time. He continued, "But you have been the emperor for a few months. How come you are so unpopular? I still remember the grand court meeting a few days ago. When I welcomed His Majesty back to the throne, I, His Majesty, and the officials discussed how to deal with you. Except for me and my brother Su Xueshi, almost all the officials present supported severe punishment and implicated your three clans. It was I who overcame all objections and argued for your rights, and let you die alone." Zhao Ji smiled bitterly and said, "So, should I thank you?"

Zhao Mu smiled and said, "Haha, that's natural. I won't accept your wives and concubines and property for nothing. I have to say a few good words for you."

At this time, Zhao Mu used the Bei Ming magic and grabbed Queen Wang. He hugged Queen Wang and kissed her delicate cheek.

Although Queen Wang felt deeply disgusted and struggled hard, she kept shouting for him to let her go.

But how could she, a weak woman, compare to Zhao Mu?
Then Zhao Mu said, "When you die, I will help you take good care of your wives and concubines." Zhao Mu touched Queen Wang's belly again and sneered, "I believe that the child she lost will be returned to her soon."

Zhao Mu suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh! That's right! When we raided your house this time, we also found your precious calligraphy and paintings."

When he heard the words "calligraphy and painting", Zhao Ji's expression changed slightly.

Zhao Mu continued, "Although I am not interested in your paintings and calligraphy, I will not waste them. I will take away some of the better ones and give them to people who know how to appreciate them. As for the others, I will also present them to Your Majesty. Don't worry, I won't let them go to waste."

Zhao Mu changed his expression and said, "Alright! I don't want to waste any more time with you. Choose one of these three decent ways to die. If you want to die decently, don't blame me for helping you do so."

Seeing Zhao Mula's depressed expression and his ultimatum tone.

Zhao Ji also knew that he was doomed this time.

But he still wanted to fight for it one last time, so Zhao Ji shouted, "Uncle! I have never had any grudges against you, and I have never had any conflicts with you. When I first ascended the throne, I sent envoys to Qi to establish you as emperor. Even if you approach Tongguan, I will send envoys to cede the entire Guanzhong area to you. I will share the world with you and control the splendid country of Song together."

"I can say that I have never treated you badly from the beginning to the end. Can you, for the sake of our friendship, say a few good words to my brother? If you speak up, perhaps my brother will change his mind. Even if you demote me to a commoner, that's fine! I will be grateful for your kindness and virtue for the rest of my life!"

Seeing Zhao Ji's useless appearance, Zhao Mu couldn't help but curse him in his heart as a loser.

Zhao Mu frowned as he looked at him, then cursed: "Zhao Ji! You are also a three-month emperor! A real man should die if he wants to! What's so scary about that! People like you are really bringing shame to my Zhao family!"

(End of this chapter)