Human vitality is incredibly powerful at certain times.
Zhao Zhen, who had been lying on the hospital bed for six years and was plotted again, was now able to speak. Although he was just speaking word by word, he did not allow Zou Tong to translate for him.
"My son is back." Zhao Zhen leaned on the bed and looked at his sweating son with a smile.
Zhao Xu didn't understand that this was life's last counterattack against the disease, and thought it was a sign that his father was about to recover.
Surprised, he stepped forward and held his father's hand and shouted: "Father, are you feeling better? This is what the child knows."
The joy in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.
Zhao Zhen was delighted. In this dark palace, probably only his son and Zou Tong did not want him to meet his ancestors early.
"I heard that you went to the Yun family? If you really like a girl from the Yun family, my father can decree a marriage for you. Yun Zheng should not object."
Zhao Xu was so happy that he could hardly speak. He took off his helmet, took off his armor in a few clicks, and ordered the warriors in the hall to take away all the weapons. His father's illness had just improved.
, it is very unlucky to see these things.
Zhao Zhen saw his son holding his hand tightly and smiled and said: "Son, when you are an emperor, you can't lose the war no matter what.
Being kind to the world is not as good as being powerful to the world, and being powerful to the world is not as good as dominating the world.
Arms are what our royal family uses to intimidate the world. We cannot throw away our weapons just like the guys we eat. We cannot put down our weapons until the last moment."
Zhao Xu said with a smile: "But my father is the emperor of the first generation. It's ridiculous that Prime Minister Pang and the others have prepared a posthumous title for my father, "Emperor Benevolence", and said that this is the highest praise for an emperor."
"That's because my father is incompetent. He can't rule the world civilly, and he can't influence the barbarians, so he has no choice but to be an incompetent and good-hearted emperor."
"My father is not an incompetent good man. Back then, he denounced the Liao Emperor in Pingxingding and drove the three armies to the border. Now your generals have won the Liao Kingdom's Xijing Road for the Song Dynasty, and will soon capture Nanjing.
Dao, in this way, all the hometowns of Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures will be returned to our Song Dynasty. By then, our Song Dynasty’s capital will be prosperous and the frontiers will be stable. Who among the barbarians in the world will dare to peek into our country of Song Dynasty."
Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "My son, my father has done these for you. You will definitely be the most powerful emperor since the founding of the Song Dynasty. My father only hopes that you can hand over a more prosperous Song Dynasty."
your child.
Now, listen to my father, if we keep chatting like this, I'm afraid it won't be time to explain more things to you."
The queen, concubine Shu and the concubines of the Sixth Palace all pricked up their ears and prepared to listen to the emperor's last words, but with Zou Tong's shout, they had to leave the Daqing Hall.
As soon as the queen left the palace, she saw Pang Ji sitting on the steps outside the hall, holding his sword and closing his eyes to meditate. Han Qi stood on his right side, looking at the white fish belly on the horizon with his hands behind his back.
The front of the Daqing Palace was filled with fully armed soldiers, and the red tassels on their helmets remained motionless despite the morning wind blowing.
Behind them were the civil and military officials sitting cross-legged on the ground waiting for the emperor's summons. They also waited silently for the last moment to come.
"Prime Minister Pang, why don't you see the generals and soldiers of the Royal Forest Army and the Military and Horse Division?" The queen was a little frightened when she saw Zhao Yannian standing in the dark and staring at him.
"Your Majesty has an order. The infantry commander and the Imperial Guard are currently under martial law outside the imperial city. They are not allowed to enter the imperial city without an order."
"Why can Yun's humble maid enter the palace?"
Prime Minister Pang looked at Ge Qiuyan, who was standing under the porch of Daqing Hall, and said, "Mr. Ge is escorting His Royal Highness the Crown Prince back to the palace, and he has to wait here for Prince Wenxin, so he is naturally qualified to stand there."
"Why is your body covered with armor? You can't hold back your bow and crossbow?"
"The Yun family is a general and does not wear armor. What does the queen want her to wear?"
"Where is Cao Meng of the Cao family? He is General Yulinwei. He is on duty at the Daqing Palace tonight. Why is he nowhere to be seen?"
"The time has come, so naturally he is no longer on duty..."
Pang Ji answered the queen's questions wordlessly. Although he couldn't see the queen's expression behind the curtain, he could guess it. However, at this time, he would not pay attention to what the queen was thinking. He would wait until the little emperor ascended the throne.
After that, everything was decided.
Sharing the world with the scholar-bureaucrats, this is what the emperor said just now when he saw him. With these words, the world of the Song Dynasty is still stable.
There is not much difference between a twelve-year-old emperor and a twenty-year-old emperor to the civil and military officials. Whether he can take charge of the court is not a big problem. As long as the scholar-bureaucrats are here, the world will remain the same and will not collapse.
The emperor tightly locked imperial power and military power together, but handed over political affairs to the scholar-bureaucrats. From now on, the three powers of the Song Dynasty became a reality.
As long as Yun Zheng leaves as promised, the Song Dynasty will no longer have any problems.
The queen couldn't get a satisfactory answer from Pang Ji, so she ordered her eunuch leader to leave the palace. Unexpectedly, the eunuch leader was blocked by the soldiers guarding the Daqing Palace. The eunuch leader, who was used to being domineering, shouted
"Discourteous!", a new soldier chopped off his head with a knife.
Pang Ji didn't seem to see the headless corpse spurting blood, as the old god was still there, looking into the distance and thinking about his own thoughts.
The rest of the civil and military officials just took a look at it and sat cross-legged on the gold bricks again, waiting for the further development of the situation.
After the death, the queen was no longer panicked. She sat on a chair brought by the eunuch and stared at the door of the Daqing Palace with a pale face. She wanted to rush in and ask Zhao Zhen why she, a queen who took care of the world, was here.
It's so humiliating here.
Concubine Shu did not sit down, but stood aside while supporting Concubine Bo, who was crying and could no longer stand. She had done everything she had to do, and the only thing she lost control of was the unexpected fact that the emperor could suddenly speak.
According to the time given by Cui Da, the emperor's death was only a matter of a day or two. Their calculation was accurate, but they misjudged the emperor's powerful vitality.
I thought that the emperor would die silently, but I didn't expect that the emperor could arrange his own funeral affairs in a big way. As long as Zhao Zhen didn't think about having himself buried, his bet would have been won.
If the emperor did not ask for his burial, Lanlan would never forgive herself in this life.
The reason for poisoning is that the emperor will force himself to be buried. If the emperor does not have this intention, it can only mean one thing. He is indeed a poisonous woman. The woman's words, women's work, women's appearance, and women's virtue have been adhered to for half her life.
will turn into water flowing from the east.
Unlike Zhao Xu, who was in tears, Zhao Zhen watched his son sitting on a stool with a smile, and Zou Tong put on him a dragon robe and a crown. This was different from the double-winged crown worn by the emperor in ordinary days.
It is only worn when worshiping ancestors.
This is the trumpet crown that Zhao Zhen had ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to specially make for his son. As if he saw his son wearing the crown with his own eyes, he felt filled with joy.
After years of hard work, the dust has finally come to an end.
A life-threatening pill kept by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, combined with the return of life, can save the life of a dying person in this world for two hours. After these two hours, the appearance of death will be extremely ugly.
Zhao Zhen doesn't care about this. He has wanted to die for a long time, so he doesn't care about the appearance of his death. As long as he can explain things clearly before his death, he doesn't care if his body turns into ashes.
"Son, remember what your father said to you, never forget it, and remember to tell Chen Lin that he will not die after I pass away, otherwise I will not let him go."
Seeing Zhao Xu nodding his head with tears in his eyes, Zhao Zhen said again: "Go, my era is over, your era has begun. I want to leave when you accept the worship of civil and military officials. After my death, do not reveal your face."
The beaded curtain above, this is the only request my father has for you."
"Father!" Zhao Xu cried out sadly and knelt down on the ground, crawling towards his father's side.
"Stand up! Now you are the emperor of the Song Dynasty. Except for the ancestors of heaven and earth, no one can make your knees bend!"
When Zou Tong saw that Zhao Xu was weak from crying, he helped the prince up, and after he stood firm, he led him towards the gate of Daqing Hall.
When he arrived at the door, Zhao Xu pushed Zou Tong away, looked back at his father who was smiling at him, roared, beat his chest several times, and then walked out of Daqing Hall with his head held high.
Listening to the shouting of congratulations like a tsunami outside, Zhao Zhen looked at Zou Tong and said: "Zou Tong, do you think Xu'er will become a qualified emperor?"
Zou Tong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, listen to how the prince is supported by the ministers. He will definitely become a great emperor in the future."
Zhao Zhen said with a smile: "Call the queen in. Over the years, husband and wife have to give her an explanation. Before I fell ill, Cao was a virtuous and generous woman, with the demeanor of a mother caring for the world. Since I fell ill, how come she has become
A woman full of strange thoughts?"
"I don't dare to speak arbitrarily about your Majesty."
"I'm not asking you to comment on the Queen. I just want you to call the Queen in."
Zou Tong walked out of the hall and saw Zhao Xu sitting on the dragon chair, facing the rising sun, accepting expressions of affection and congratulations from officials. Whenever an official paid homage to him, Zhao Xu would say, "
I will never forget your love for serving the dragon!"
The queen was a little lost, but Concubine Shu looked proud...
When the queen heard Zou Tong say that the emperor invited her in, she couldn't hold back her tears of grievance any longer. She staggered into the Daqing Hall and shouted sternly as soon as she entered the door: "Your Majesty——"
"I feel wronged Zitong." Zhao Zhen, who looked a little tired, said to the queen with a smile.
"I will not be wronged, I will not be wronged!"
"If you are wronged, you are wronged. Why are you pretending in front of your husband? The harem is yours. You will not be wronged again in the future."
"But Concubine Shu..."
"Concubine Shu? Haha, she is getting married and will not stay in the palace..."
"Marry? Who dares to marry?"
"No one dares to marry, but I insist on her getting married. For the sake of her son's empire, she can't do it unless she gets married!"
The queen's eyes suddenly lit up, she held the emperor's cold hand and said: "She really should get married!" (To be continued)