It is almost mid-spring, and Kaifeng Prefecture is bathed in the bright sunshine.

Zhao Gou hurried to Longde Palace and saw Zhao Chen walking towards him.

"Uncle Jiu is here to pay tribute to Weng Weng?"

Zhao Chen asked Zhao Gou intimately and seemed to be quite intimate.

However, although the words seemed intimate, there was a faint sense of distantness in the attitude. It was just that Zhao Gou had something in his mind and did not realize it.

He smiled and said, "Do you guy come to learn painting with Daojun again?"

Zhao Chen hurriedly said: "It was... I drew a painting yesterday and wanted to ask Weng Weng for advice.

But Weng Weng was not in good health, so he didn't dare to disturb him... Since Uncle Jiu came to pay his respects to Weng Weng, I won't delay Uncle Jiu."

"In this way, my brother will do it."

Zhao Gou was anxious to meet Zhao Ji, but he didn't want to delay with Zhao Chen.

Seeing that Zhao Chen was leaving, he did not try to keep him. He just said a few words of politeness and separated from Zhao Chen.

Looking at Zhao Chen's back, Zhao Gou felt very angry. He thought that the position of the Hebei Grand Marshal was his, but for some reason it fell on Zhao Chen. Otherwise, he would have shared some credit for this battle of Yanshan. But now, the streets are talking about the brilliant victory of the battle of Yanshan, and no one remembers him, Duke of Qi.

But he has a good life!

Zhao Gou cursed in his heart and hurried into Longde Palace.

Zhao Ji looked a little depressed and was sitting in the pavilion by the river, staring blankly at the view on the shore.

Zhao Gou hurried forward and greeted Zhao Ji, "Why are you dazed here?"

Zhao Ji was stunned and looked back.

Seeing that it was Zhao Gou, he smiled slightly, "Brother Jiu is here, let's sit here with me."

Seeing that Zhao Ji was lonely, Zhao Gou felt a little strange, so he walked to Zhao Ji and sat down, and looked at Zhao Ji curiously.

"Actually, the government is doing well."

"ah?"

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment and suddenly said softly: "Even if you are your own family, you are afraid that you will not be as good as the official family... Now our Song Dynasty is about to flourish. If your family regained the throne at this time, it will be successful, but I am afraid that there will be no benefit in the overall situation.

If something is wrong, how can we meet our ancestors and ancestors?"

Zhao Gou was stunned for a moment and suddenly became panicked.

Judging from Zhao Ji's situation, he seemed to want to withdraw and stop competing with Zhao Huan for the throne.

So how can this be better? If Zhao Ji did not compete for the throne, then all the efforts he had made before would probably be wasted.

That's fine. If Zhao Huan knows that he is a ghost, how can he get good results?

Thinking of this, Zhao Gou couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat, and his face turned pale. He looked at Zhao Ji and couldn't speak for a long time.

Although Zhao Ji has a strong desire for power, he is also a person who knows the good and the bad.

Now the great situation in the Song Dynasty was created by Zhao Huan...

No matter what purpose Zhao Huan went to war with the Jurchens, he won the battle, which made the Jurchens write letters to seek peace, and even formed a brotherly country with the Song Dynasty. Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, the Battle of Yanshan is probably the greatest victory over the Hu tribe in the north.

It is conceivable that Zhao Huan, with the remaining power of the Yanshan victory, would surely consolidate the court and restore prosperity to the Song Dynasty.

Although Zhao Ji is a foolish monarch, he is not stupid.

At this time, there is no benefit for him to compete for the throne with Zhao Huan.

Instead of the father and son turning against each other in the end, it is better to stop now. At least Zhao Huan will not continue to make things difficult for him, so why not do it?

But Zhao Gou couldn't let go.

But he didn't know how to persuade Zhao Ji, and at the same time he was a little at a loss.

After sitting with Zhao Ji for a while, Zhao Gou hurriedly left. Zhao Ji didn't say anything else, and still sat in the pavilion, looking at the scenery in front of him, and he felt dull. When it's time to let go, he must let go!

Two days ago, I met my former beauty at Guanyin Academy by chance, but I have become a monk.

This made Zhao Ji feel a lot of emotion, and even a desire to escape from the world. In addition, after the Yanshan Victory, Zhao Huan's authority became increasingly powerful, which also made Zhao Ji feel a desire to retreat.

I hope that Brother Jiu can understand my thoughts...

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After leaving the palace, Zhao Gou went straight to Zhen'anfang.

As soon as he entered the house, he called the eunuch Lan Gui directly, "Go to find Brother No. 19 immediately, and said I had something to do to discuss with him."

This Lan Gui is Zhao Gou's confidant.

Before, when Zhao Gou was King Kang, he was the chief supervisor of the Kang Prince's Mansion and was in charge of Jiyi's writing.

Although Zhao Gou was dismissed from the position of King Kang and demoted to Duke of Qi, the provisions in the mansion have not decreased. Zhao Huan felt guilty and did not make things too difficult for Zhao Gou. Even if Zhao Gou's current ceremonial guards are not in line with etiquette, he often turns a blind eye, closes his eyes, and ignores it.

When Lan Gui saw Zhao Gou's panic order, he did not dare to neglect it.

After taking the order and leaving in a hurry, Zhao Gou climbed Zuixinglou.

He wandered in the Zuixinglou, suddenly got up and paced back and forth, and suddenly sat down and sighed. Looking at his appearance, the eunuchs knew that Zhao Gou was in a bad mood, so he hid far away to avoid being affected by the fish in the pond.

Before I knew it, it was already dark.

Zhao Gou's concubine Wu Jinnu ordered people to light the lights. Unexpectedly, Tokyo became bigger, which disturbed Zhao Gou's thoughts. Zhao Gou was scolded and ran out of Zui Xinglou with tears in his eyes.

As soon as Wu Jinnu left, Uncle Zhao came!

As soon as he entered the door, Uncle Zhao smiled and said, "What's the Ninth Brother? I'm so angry?"

"Brother Nineteenth, you can still laugh."

When Zhao Gou saw Uncle Zhao, he seemed to have seen his relatives. He hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Uncle Zhao's hand, and whispered: "What happened!"

"Um?"

Uncle Zhao was stunned and even winked.

Zhao Gou was also panicked, so he made a move that was out of control.

Seeing Uncle Zhao Xiang's wink, he immediately understood and ordered the servants in the building to retreat. He also ordered Lan Gui to take his people to guard the Zuixing Tower. He pulled Uncle Zhao Xiang's arm and the two went to the second floor attic to sit down.

"Brother Nineteenth, Daojun seems to be a little regretful."

Uncle Zhao heard the news and couldn't help but narrow his eyes and a cold light flashed.

"Brother Jiu, don't worry, let's talk about it slowly."

Zhao Gou took a deep breath, tried hard to calm down his panic, and said everything Zhao Ji said when he went to Longde Palace to pay homage to Zhao Ji today.

Finally, he said tremblingly: "If Daojun really regrets you, you and I will only be afraid of your life.

What should we do about this? Could it be? Let's stop? The official family will never give up when they know it."

Uncle Zhao obviously did not expect such an accident and frowned.

"What did Brother Nineteenth say?"

"I... I've lost my mind. I don't know what to do."

Uncle Zhao stood up and paced in the attic.

After a while, he whispered: "Brother Nineteenth said just now, this matter must not be stopped."

"But……"

"There is no big deal if you regret it.

The key is that you and I should be more cautious and careful at this time, and never be confused. You are right. If this matter leaks out the news... no, it will definitely leak out the news. Geng Nanzhong and Tang Ke are not trusted. They can join us once and turn around and bite us hard. If something happens, Daojun will not be in any danger. No matter how cruel and ruthless the official family is, after all, it is a father and son, and he will not be able to use any means to Daojun.

But the official can shake hands with Taoist king and make peace, but will not shake hands with you and me.

Once the official family knows what you and I are doing... Haha, even if the official family regains his brother, he will not be merciful.

Thinking back to the beginning, Emperor Taizong expelled the King of Wei to become the Duke of Fuling County.

Could it be that today, Brother Jiu also wants to follow the example of the past. He was in the wilderness. Not only did Brother Jiu feel depressed and unsuccessful, but he also had to be bullied with his descendants?"

Uncle Zhao took out an example of his ancestor Zhao Guangmei, which made Zhao Gou's face change drastically.

Yes, can you be the second Fuling County Duke?

In the eyes of outsiders, although Taizong expelled Zhao Guangmei's branch, it was a brotherhood after all, and although he was expelled, he was quite generous.

But Zhao Gou knew that the emperors of all dynasties after Emperor Taizong suppressed the Fuling County Duke.

Over the past hundred years, the Fuling County Duke's lineage has withered and cannot enter the court at all. At the same time, emperors of all dynasties have been vigilant about the Fuling County Duke's lineage. Even if the Fuling County Duke's lineage no longer participates in politics, they will be wary of it. Once a problem arises, they will be strongly suppressed. Therefore, when Zhao Shuxiang's generation, the Fuling County Duke's lineage seemed extremely glorious, but in fact they were extremely depressed...

Zhao Gou was silent for a long time, suddenly raised his head and stared at Uncle Zhao.

"Brother Nineteenth, what do you think should be done?"

Uncle Zhao stood by the railing, looking at the scenery of peach and apricots fighting for spring in the yard, but did not answer immediately.

After a long time, he slowly turned around.

The candlelight in the attic flashed, shining on his face, revealing a bit of sinisterness.
To be continued...