On May 8, 2021, at the door of a fire brigade, Zhao Yun walked out in casual clothes with a smile on his face.
He made an appointment with his fiancée to take wedding photos, and she was waiting in the photo studio. In half a month, they would get married and start a happy family.
Zhao Yun stood on the side of the road and was about to take a taxi. At this time, a rapid siren sounded. Immediately, the entire fire brigade was mobilized to prepare to rush to the fire scene.
Out of professional instinct and a noble sense of mission for society, Zhao Yun turned around and ran back to the fire brigade to join the rescue team.
The fire started in an old residential building. The fire had begun to spread. Black smoke was billowing. From time to time, the sound of explosions of household appliances could be heard. The fire was getting worse.
Faced with danger, the firefighters were not afraid. They rushed into residential buildings separately and carried out fire-fighting and rescue operations door to door.
Zhao Yun and several colleagues entered a house. The fire was raging and the heat was scorching. An old man and two children aged seven or eight were trapped.
Zhao Yun rushed in and held the two children in his arms, while his colleagues also rescued the old man.
Zhao Yun handed the child to his colleague and rushed in again.
It turned out that the gas tank in this family was already burning and could explode at any time. If the gas tank really exploded, the consequences would be disastrous.
Zhao Yun rushed out of the residential building holding the gas tank and ran towards an empty place. Unexpectedly, at this moment, there was a loud "boom" and the gas tank exploded. Zhao Yun was directly blown away.,,
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When Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes, what came into view was the white mosquito net and the flickering candlelight.
Zhao Yun was a little surprised, wondering if there was a power outage in the hospital? He still needed to light candles.
When Zhao Yun sat up from the bed and took a look, he was even more surprised. The room was a simple palace-style building, the furniture was made of wood, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it, and there were two people in robes standing next to it.
As soon as they saw Zhao Yun sitting up, they stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, do you have any orders? Are you thirsty and want a drink of water?"
"His Majesty?"
Zhao Yun was surprised for a while. He didn't know why the person in front of him called him that. He was about to ask about the situation when he suddenly felt a splitting pain in his head.
A memory that does not belong to Zhao Yun is quickly entering Zhao Yun's mind, making Zhao Yun unable to tell whether he is in an illusion or reality.
He traveled through time, and actually traveled back to Zhao Yun, the Song Dynasty who lived more than a thousand years ago. He combined with Zhao Yun, Song Lizong, who was sleeping, and took over his body.
The two of them had the same name, Zhao Yun, and were similar in age. They had two different life memories, and for a while, Zhao Yun couldn't tell which one belonged to him.
It took two whole days for Zhao Yun to accept the fact that he could never go back.
At first, Zhao Yun felt like he was suffocating because of his reluctance to leave his family and friends, as well as his endless guilt and longing for his fiancée.
But after accepting the fact of time travel, a greater and stronger feeling for his family and country surged in Zhao Yun's body.
It is now the first day of September in the seventeenth year of Jiading in the Southern Song Dynasty, that is, October 14, 1224 AD. At this time, the Southern Song Dynasty is about to enter a critical moment in history.
The Jin Kingdom in the north, in order to make up for the lost interests in Mongolia, went to war with the Song Dynasty, euphemistically saying that the north was losing and the south was replenishing, and the Song Dynasty was bleeding.
In the more distant grasslands, the Mongols are showing their swords to the world, and an unprecedentedly large empire is slowly being established.
At this time, the Mongols possessed extremely powerful force. Everywhere they passed was scorched earth, killing people and killing families. Scenes of massacres of cities and households were staged countless times. After resisting for fifty-five years, the Southern Song Dynasty would also perish under their influence.
Under the butcher's knife.
Now for Zhao Yun, the only good thing is that the real body is Song Lizong, the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Historically, Lizong of the Song Dynasty lived for sixty years and reigned for forty years. Such a long reign was rare in the entire history of the feudal dynasty.
With this identity, given Zhao Yun’s character, how could he be content with being ordinary? How could he not rise up to fight?
Zhao Yun clenched his fists tightly, his body became hot, and his eyes became firm. Jin Guo, Meng Yuan, I'm here to meet you. With me, Zhao Yun, we will not be defeated, let alone perish, and China will suffer.
, I will never let him perform again.
September 5, the 17th year of Jiading, Lin'an, Imperial Palace, Chui Gong Hall.
Zhao Yun went to court for the first time after traveling through time. The civil and military officials held the imperial hut in both hands and were divided into two groups on the left and right to report state affairs to His Highness.
Zhao Yun sat on the dragon chair and looked at His Highness's ministers. He had no chance to say a word because no one asked for his opinion.
The person who spoke the most and made the most decisions at this time was Shi Miyuan. It was he who conspired to depose Zhao Hong, who was supposed to be the emperor, and put Zhao Yun on the throne.
Conglong's great power also allowed Shi Miyuan to monopolize power and cover the sky with one hand.
Besides him, the one who kept his word was Empress Dowager Yang, who was listening behind the curtain beside Zhao Yun.
They have the final say in government affairs, so who does Emperor Zhao Yun matter?
Considered a puppet.
Yes, the current Zhao Yun has just been on the throne for a month, has not yet taken charge of the government, and has no power to handle national affairs, so he is a puppet. Historically, it was not until Shi Miyuan died ten years later that Zhao Yun took charge of the government.
Ten years, the historical Zhao Yun could wait, but the current Zhao Yun cannot wait. The strongest feeling for the current Zhao Yun is that ten thousand years is too long, seize the day!
At this time, Liang Chengda, the Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs, submitted a memorial, saying: "Qiongzhou was hit by a storm, killing more than a thousand people and injuring hundreds of thousands of victims. Miao Xing, the magistrate of the state, petitioned to reduce taxes within the territory for one year so that the people could rest and recuperate. I also asked Mr. Shi to make a decision.
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Shi Miyuan frowned and said: "Qiongzhou is the main place where criminal officials are exiled. To suffer this disaster is a punishment from heaven, which is intended to punish the criminal officials. How can such a request be granted?"
Zhao Yun felt his head buzzing. What was going on? Is it a good thing that he suffered such a big natural disaster?
Zhao Yun couldn't help but said: "The storm is a natural disaster. With so many casualties, there is no need to reduce or reduce taxes."
Zhao Yun was only halfway through his words when he noticed that Shi Miyuan's eyes were staring at him, as if he wanted to eat him. His eyes were both surprised and angry.
Shi Miyuan interrupted Zhao Yun's words and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the ministers are discussing national affairs. Your Majesty must not make jokes."
Empress Dowager Yang on the side also said: "Your Majesty, Ai Jia and Shi Xianggong are in charge of the government affairs. You only need to read more, learn more, and understand more, and there is no need to talk too much."
Zhao Yun strongly suppressed the urge to rush over and hit someone, feeling extremely shocked in his heart.
Doesn’t he, the emperor, have no personal authority to govern, and doesn’t he even have the right to speak?
Afterwards, Shi Miyuan and Queen Mother Yang ignored Zhao Yun and took care of themselves in dealing with major affairs in the DPRK.