A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

The autumn wind is bleak, making people feel melancholy.

Zhao Zhen's eyebrows were filled with melancholy, and his somewhat swollen face was all unhealthy white.

He turned around and looked at Shen An, who had an innocent look on his face, and felt a surge of vitality rushing towards him.

Young people walk with irrepressible vitality, which is really enviable!

He felt the heaviness of his body and felt depressed.

But he immediately remembered the elixir recipe presented by Zhao Yunliang. The combination of the elixir recipe looked mysterious and there should be some clues.

Suppressing this thought, he said calmly: "The human heart is human... what should we do to the emperor?"

Damn it!

Shen An wanted to suck at him.

Is this a taboo subject that I can speak about?

Zhao Zhen seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "Tell someone else."

Tell me about Zhao Zhongzhen!

Shen An lowered his eyebrows and said submissively: "In the official family, the human heart... the human heart has never been ancient, so... I can't believe it!"

The emperor must have the ability to make his own judgment and the ability to discern what his ministers say. The first thing is not to believe it.

Using disbelief as the basis and doubt as the starting point is the prudence of an emperor.

Until you can grasp the government affairs, then you can freely move and relax, and then you can take a swing.

It's a waste of time from the beginning, and basically few of them have good results.

For example, if Yang Guang had been slower, if he had started more steadily, and gone step by step, the outcome of the Sui Dynasty might have been different.

The methods used to seize the legitimate heir were ruthless, and the methods became even more ruthless after he ascended the throne. The key was that he was used to spending a lot of money, and he started to carry out big projects as soon as he came up. He had no idea about the principle of stabilizing the relationship, and in the end it was tragic.

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly and thought this boy was very interesting.

Others say that the monarch and his ministers are of the same mind, but he said that the monarch and his ministers should not be of the same mind.

He has been an emperor for many years, so he naturally knows that monarchs and ministers cannot have the same mind, so he nodded slightly and said, "What about the others?"

You're not done yet, are you?

Shen An was annoyed and said: "Human nature is to seek profit and inducement."

Zhao Zhen sighed: "Aren't you tired of young people making themselves so sophisticated?"

This is wrong.

Chen Zhongheng felt that Shen An was really stupid for saying these words.

This means that your Shen'an city is deep.

Shen An said innocently: "I have offended many people. If I were not careful, I would have been buried in a hole long ago."

Zhao Zhen thought so. He stood under the tree, looked up at the branches and leaves, and said, "I think it will be pleasant to enjoy the cool weather here in the summer."

"Yes, Chen Xiaye likes to... drink tea under the tree."

Drinking woolen tea is drinking alcohol.

Zhao Zhen slapped the tree trunk and said: "Some people say that they have never seen your articles, which shows that you are ignorant and incompetent. Even the questions you wrote in Taixue are so vulgar. They say that you are deceiving the world and stealing your reputation. What do you think?"

"This is slander!"

Shen An, who couldn't write articles, said angrily: "They looked down on my general knowledge, so they spread rumors everywhere. I slapped them in the face when I was in Raozhou."

Zhao Zhen frowned slightly and thought for a while, "But that poem? Through the ages, no hero can find Sun Zhongmou..."

"yes."

Shen An felt that Zhao Zhen's mood was a bit strange, and the sadness gradually dissipated and he returned to calm.

Zhao Zhen put his hands behind his hands and walked out, chanting.

"On the dancing pavilion and singing platform, the wind and rain always blow away the wind. The setting sun, grass and trees, the ordinary alleys, where the slaves of human nature once lived. I think back then, the warriors with gold and iron horses could swallow thousands of miles like a tiger..."

His back gradually straightened, he turned around and asked, "Am I still competent at my job these past few decades?"

Shen An was shocked, knowing that the emperor had finally made a decision.

He lowered his head and said, "You...can be said to be conscientious of your duties."

Although you are a little conservative, you deserve to be the one who maintains your integrity. And future generations will call you the Eternal Benevolent Lord...

Be famous forever!

Zhao Zhen nodded slightly, with a smile on his face, and turned around to go out.

"Yuan Jia hastily sealed the wolf as a coward, and won the hasty visit to the north."

The Chanyuan Alliance back then! Let the Song Dynasty have peace until now. But no one mentioned the Northern Expedition anymore.

"For decades, I still remember looking north and seeing the beacon fire on Hebei Road."

That was Emperor Taizong... His Northern Expedition resulted in a huge defeat, and he almost couldn't come back. From then on, the Song Dynasty became a southern country, and no one dared to look north again.

The boy said that he had the courage to look northward, but... it's not that easy.

He smiled slightly and said, "...It's worth looking back. Under the temple of Duke Yang, there is a sacred crow drum... Who can ask, Lian Po is old, can he still make a living..."

The figure gradually moved away, looking somewhat free and easy.

The autumn wind started to pick up, and a few fallen leaves were swirling in front of them. Shen An suddenly felt a sore nose...

…

Zhao Zhen returned to the palace and called Queen Cao.

He was holding the tea cup and looking at the mist of water vapor, his expression actually showed some relaxed joy.

Queen Cao was delighted when she saw this, and asked, "Did the official family encounter something good? Can you tell me about it?"

Zhao Zhen raised his eyes and said: "I feel a little tired these years. From the time I ascended the throne to now, I always forget the panic at the beginning and get used to being an emperor... Are you used to being a queen?"

These words made Empress Cao a little puzzled, "The officials were in charge of the Song Dynasty in the court, and the concubines were in charge of those people in the harem. How could you not get used to it?"

Zhao Zhen nodded and said, "I'm used to it! There will be one more person in the palace in the future... I have to get used to it."

Queen Cao's face paled, "Have the officials made a decision?"

Zhao Zhen has been dawdling about this matter for many years, and finally it has come to fruition.

Zhao Zhen nodded and said: "Yes, I often feel that my body is heavy. If I drag it on any longer... I'm afraid there will be problems in this country and the country. I can't help it!"

He held the tea cup tightly with both hands, as if he could draw warmth from it. When he raised his head again, he smiled weakly.

"I never thought about quitting. Just thinking about death... made me weak."

At this moment, Zhao Zhen could no longer hide it, and his powerlessness made Empress Cao feel cold in her heart.

She swore she had never seen such a weak official. Even when someone tried to rebel, he was just panicked.

"There is a great horror between life and death. I want to understand it, but I can't..."

Zhao Zhen stood up with difficulty, walked slowly to the door, looked at the blue sky, and murmured: "Looking at Shen An, I feel old. I only need ten years, I only need ten years..."

He turned around slowly and suddenly asked with great energy: "Is it okay for me to live for another ten years?"

Queen Cao said subconsciously: "Long live your Majesty..."

"Hail? That's a lie."

Zhao Zhen waved his arms and said with a smile: "I only need to live for another ten years and make the Song Dynasty better, so that I can talk to my ancestors when I see them."

Empress Cao asked tentatively: "Guan family, have you decided who it is?"

Countless people want to ask this question, but Zhao Zhen has yet to give an answer.

Just when everyone was impatient, news came from the palace that important ministers and clan members would be coming tomorrow.

There is something big to announce.

Zhao Yunbi did not eat dinner and stayed alone in a quiet room.

Zhao Yunliang and Zhao Zongjiang were excited and nervous, their minds filled with thoughts of a comeback.

Zhao Yunrang got drunk and then yelled at Zhao Zhen for being shameless, which made him look down upon by everyone.

Zhao Zongshi was sitting outside the house, with a jar of spirits beside him.

Zhao Zhongzhen looked worriedly at his father drinking.

This is the liquor he got back from Shen An.

Real spirits.

But Zhao Zongshi drank it like water.

His expression was indifferent, but Zhao Zhongzhen found a hint of boredom between his brows.

He drank the wine from the bowl and turned his head to see his son frowning at him, so he smiled and said, "What are you worried about?"

Zhao Zhongzhen shook his head and said: "No."

Zhao Zongshi smiled and said: "Zhao Zongjiang has never been a rival... My father never regarded him as a rival. He just hoped that the officials would choose him. Do you know why?"

Zhao Zhongzhen shook his head, feeling that his father drank too much and started talking nonsense.

Zhao Zongshi took a sip of wine, shook his head slightly and said, "He has no independent opinion and is at the mercy of his father. Officials will look down on such a person."

He spoke very relaxedly and indifferently, and Zhao Zhongzhen was suddenly excited, remembering Shen An's reassuring look when he went to Shen's house to get wine.

How similar their expressions are!

"Dad, why do the officials want him to participate?"

Zhao Zongshi smiled slightly, with a hint of contempt, and said: "Having an heir means that the emperor is old and the officials are reluctant to leave. The extra Zhao Zongjiang is only used to contain and delay..."

Zhao Zhongzhen found that he had never understood his father.

The seemingly indifferent father who often goes crazy.

It turns out that he knew everything, he knew everything.

He knows better than anyone the meaning of Zhao Zhen's series of methods and despises them.

Yes, he had a lot of trouble in the palace, and he was ridiculed even more after leaving the palace. He was fed up with all kinds of torture, so he was unwilling to enter the palace and had no good impression of the emperor.

But he knew that Zhao Zhen would only choose to enter the palace by himself.

He was watching everyone anxious and running around, but he just smiled bitterly.

Zhao Zhen's methods were invisible to him.

Is this my father?

Zhao Zhongzhen suddenly felt that he was a fool.

Yes.

If he didn't have such vision, how could the official family choose him as the prince.

That was the future emperor, the emperor who would rule the Song Dynasty.

No matter how reluctant Zhao Zhen is to give up, he will instinctively choose the best heir for himself.

Zhao Zongshi looked at him, with a touch of kindness in his eyes, and then said: "Don't worry about anything from now on, just go and play. From now on... I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to play in the future."

Zhao Zhongzhen was a little panicked, but Zhao Zongshi smiled and said: "Don't panic, it's just a matter of being a father. Don't be in a hurry."

Zhao Zhongzhen didn't know what he meant by not being in a hurry, but he gradually calmed down.

Zhao Zongshi's brows were bleak and he sighed: "This is my life...what can I do..."

He didn't look happy at all, as if the prince he was about to get was a bowl of poison.

But he was not as crazy as before, and his eyes were more tenacious.

He is for us!

This father who did not want to enter the palace and become emperor finally survived.

His responsibility to his wife and children made him stand up from the abyss of pain.

This is my father.

Zhao Zhongzhen turned around, with water shining in his eyes...

In the early morning of the next day, there were especially many people outside the imperial city. People who had never liked going to court in the past came.

The people in the clan stood in a crowd beside each other, whispering.

Zaifu and other important ministers stood together, no one spoke, but everyone looked relaxed.

The prince is coming out, the heir to the Song Dynasty is coming out, this is a happy event!

Han Qi's eyebrows were filled with joy, and he nodded slightly to Sima Guang, "Jun Shi did a lot this time."

Sima Guang cupped his hands and said: "The Song Dynasty needs a successor without delay. I am just trying my best."

Everyone nodded slightly, and someone whispered: "Shen An is here."

Sima Guang looked over and saw Shen An devouring pot stickers...

This guy’s appetite is really enviable!

…

The third update is here, good night.

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