i have a space orb

Chapter 624 Chapter 620 Chapter Three
Zhao Ji is very angry now, he knows that cultivators look down on ordinary people.

But he is the emperor, the son of heaven, and he would be teased by the cultivators. This is something he really did not expect.

Seeing this young cultivator who doesn't know the so-called, he ran to the palace relying on his own cultivation and some treasures that were not afraid of the suppression of the imperial dragon spirit.

Now he actually took out a so-called history book of the Song Dynasty compiled by the next dynasty for him to read. Although Zhao Ji almost scolded in his heart, his face was full of excitement, and he took the history book handed over by Zhang Baoyu with both hands. He opened it casually and looked at it.

Naturally, Zhao Ji would not care about such things, and looked at them extremely perfunctorily.

But after reading a few pages, Zhao Ji raised his head and looked at Zhang Baoyu with a look of panic. From his eyes, he could naturally see that the thing in his hand was definitely not something that could be made casually.

If it weren't for the extremely careful review of all the materials of the Song Dynasty, it would be impossible to compile such a plausible thing.

Especially the matter of candlelight and ax shadow, it is simply nonsense. The emperor Taizong's rightful position is well known in the whole world, how could such news come out, it seems that I will clean up the historians in the future.

It is related to the orthodox status of his own department, even Zhao Ji dare not be careless.

Gradually, the more Zhao Ji looked, the more ugly his face became, and even cold sweat broke out from his head from time to time. He can now be sure that what this young man gave himself is a history book.

And it is definitely the history books of the later dynasties to the previous dynasties. It takes too much manpower and material resources to produce such a thing. Even if it is to deceive him, no one is willing to spend such a high price.

Moreover, the writing of history books is not something that ordinary people can do. It requires very advanced literary skills, and it is by no means something that can be done casually.

Naturally, Zhang Baoyu didn't care about Zhao Ji's expression. After all, what he presented was the real history of the Song Dynasty. Although it was not from this world, the development of different worlds was often very similar.

If you show this kind of thing to ordinary people, you really won't see anything, but if you show it to an emperor who knows history, you can tell the truth at a glance.

His eyes looked around in Zhao Ji's hall, and he sighed while looking at it. He really deserves to be an artist who was delayed by the throne. In this hall, there are calligraphy and paintings hanging everywhere. Even Zhang Baoyu, who didn't know much about these people, felt familiar.

There is even a resting bed in a compartment on the side, which is obviously a place for Zhao Ji to rest after getting tired of painting. From these arrangements, it can be seen that he really loves the art of painting.

But from all the things here, Zhang Baoyu didn't see anything that could be related to the emperor.

As for memorials and the like, let alone.

As for the harem, when Zhao Ji was busy painting, and when Zhang Baoyu came in, he could feel that several guards and eunuchs were helping him to comfort his harem.

Now Zhang Baoyu has a strange idea, is it because Zhao Ji is not sure whether these children are his own, so he deliberately corrupted Song Dynasty and wanted to deceive his descendants.

It's just that I didn't expect to take it off and put myself in it.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a bang, and the sound of something falling to the ground.

Zhang Baoyu turned his head to look, only to find that Song Shi, which was originally held by Zhao Ji, was now falling on the ground, and Zhao Ji also took a few steps back with a pale face, and said repeatedly in his mouth: "No Maybe, this is impossible, the gods will not help me, I am the most devout believer in the world, how could the gods give up on me."

He lowered his head and took a glance. The history of the Song Dynasty on the ground now happened to be written about Zhao Ji himself.

Seeing Zhao Ji's expression as if the world was being destroyed, Zhang Baoyu had an idea of ​​wanting to kill this guy directly to silence him.

Thinking about the emperors I have helped, the worst ones are Yang Guang and Chong Zhu, but they are not so bad.

This is simply a disgrace among the emperors. If it weren't for this era, there would be no one to choose. Zhang Baoyu felt that he would never choose such a person. This is simply lowering his average level of helping the emperor. .

But right now, in this era, the only one who has the right to mobilize a country's resources and test out the strength and influence of this world is this pale, bewildered guy in front of him.

Going forward to pick up the history of Song that fell on the ground, Zhang Baoyu felt that the following content may have been completely destroyed by this book. The emperor of faith may not have enough energy to read it, so he casually collected it into his own time and space. Pearl.

Such things cannot be placed in this era, otherwise, in this world full of gods and spirits, God knows who will leak it.

There was no response at all when he stepped forward to lightly input his true energy, he just kept saying that the gods would not give up his emperor's body, and helped him stabilize his spirit.

It also made Zhang Baoyu discover that although being an emperor is not very good, this guy's body is well maintained. Compared with other emperors of this age, the body in front of him is much healthier.

Obviously this is an emperor who pays great attention to his own body maintenance. From this point, it can also be seen that the guy in front of him is useless.

In fact, there are advantages, at least self-control is good.

People with poor self-control cannot have such a healthy body in the face of so many temptations.

Zhang Baoyu couldn't help sighing at such a discovery, the emperor in front of him who felt worthless in his eyes, if he was not an emperor, but just an ordinary nobleman, he would be a genius who left his name in history.

It's just that he did a job that wasn't suitable for him, and that's why he got so much infamy.

But all this is not up to him to decide, the throne is passed into his hands, if he wants to quit, if someone else does, can he still survive.

So for this guy's tragedy, I'm afraid he can only blame the person who passed the throne to him.

Seeing that his body and spirit had been stabilized by his true essence, Zhao Ji still looked dull, and kept saying that the gods would not give up on him.

Let Zhang Baoyu have a deep understanding of the power of the gods in this world with heaven.

If it is in the first-order and second-order worlds, it is impossible for the emperor to be obsessed with believing in gods.

He patted Zhao Ji on the head casually, and after waking him up, Zhang Baoyu asked with a puzzled face: "You are also a person who has studied, so it is impossible not to know that only in troubled times, people's Faith is the purest and most pious, why are you obsessed like this."

(End of this chapter)