This day.
It was the highlight of Zhao Yi's life.
One person bowed his head, and ten thousand followers.
Ascend the throne.
Be the emperor.
Post to Hongyuan.
Determine the country.
But is it really a good thing to be an emperor?
Listening to the long live cry coming from my ears.
Looking at the eyes of cowardly changing from fanatical to gaze on both sides of the street.
Zhao Yi, who has become the emperor, has little joy in his heart.
Some, more.
It is a kind of sadness called helplessness, but actually sad.
Linjiang.
This imperial city is a prison.
The blood and energy of the whole city were imprisoned.
And the palace located in the center of the imperial city is his exclusive cell.
Come in.
I can't go out anymore...
rebel.
Turning around.
This series of major comebacks did not go astray.
The bright yellow emperor dress was dotted on Zhao Yi.
Sitting on the dragon throne made of pure gold in the palace.
What appeared before us was the mutual attack between the parties within the country and the court.
What you need to face is the balance between you and us.
Emperor?
emperor?
He is just the most powerful prisoner in this world.
Can he still walk out of this magnificent palace throughout his life?
Zhao Yi didn't know.
But he knew that his time was very valuable.
His life was exchanged from others.
No minute or a tiny is wasted!
Zhao Yi only took three short days to quell the turmoil near the city.
As an emperor, he is really talented in the field of emperor's mind.
Zhao Yi spent seven months appeaseing, dispatching, mastering and controlling officials of all levels of all ranks in the dynasty.
It took him two and a half months from rebellion to ascending the throne!
People's hearts are often more terrifying than enemies.
What is more terrifying than the human heart is to be among a group of people without a "heart" and let them help fulfill your "wish".
This process was defined by Zhao Yi as cultivating blood and energy.
He tentatively sets it for ten years.
Ten years later, he hopes that in this small court, there will be no one in "talking about the golden change".
No one's first reaction when he heard that "A certain general fought against the Jin people at the location" was to persuade him to "hand over" the warriors!
Those who see ghosts are most valuable!
Zhao Yi hated this and was crazy!
But what can he do?
Kill one, and the other one comes up.
After killing ten people, someone hit him head-on and killed him on the pillar, and scolded him for being a "crazy monarch" and a "monarch of the country that destroyed his country" and Zhou of Shang, who would bring "disaster" to the Southern Song Dynasty!
Some people can no longer stand up after kneeling for a long time.
Not only can't stand up.
In their eyes, all those standing are their enemies!
This is terrible.
But it is a reality that Zhao Yi must face after becoming emperor.
Almost every day when I went to court, someone would nag in his ears such as:
‘The Jin Kingdom is in great power, we must make a long-term plan...’
‘We are all for the continuation of the country...’
‘The Jin people are terrible. Your Majesty must not ruin the good situation of the Southern Song Dynasty due to temporary honor and disgrace...’
‘Forbearing for a while will make the waves calm…’
'Your Majesty...it's better to marry...'
‘Your Majesty, I will give the Jin Kingdom a tribute this year...’
'Your Majesty, the traitor of Yue Fei dared to provoke the border troubles of the Jin Dynasty without authorization. He was determined to destroy our Southern Song Dynasty...'
'Your Majesty, if Yue Fei does not kill this thief, it must be a sign of the destruction of the country...'
Let me say it again, ministers.
Zhao Yi is listening.
I have listened for a long time, I have become accustomed to listening, and I have heard it well.
From time to time, when someone seeks him for suing the border generals, he will ask back with a smile:
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As soon as he said that, what was waiting for Zhao Yi was naturally a variety of insults in the name of dissuasion.
He couldn't raise his head when scolded.
He couldn't speak out because he scolded him.
When there is no one in the entire court who cares about you, what can you do if you have ambitions?
What Zhao Yi can do.
It is to intercept more annual enrollment every year and send it to the border army.
Protect more generals who are "unable to open border troubles" to see when the country will be destroyed.
Promote more people with blood and energy, and watch their blood and energy be consumed day after day in the court.
Oh, right.
During this period, he also picked a few unpleasant generals to kill.
result.
However, there are a few more "loyal ministers" in the court who "voluntarily buried with them" but are "dissuaded" by the ministers in the court.
kill?
Can't kill it!
If you give orders, someone will let you go with great risk.
Then during the holidays, someone would nag in your ears, saying, "Your Majesty, it's time to amnesty the world."
Don't check any.
In a few days, Zhao Yi will see it.
In my previous memorials, I suddenly added a memorial to recommend "So-So-So-So-So-Saying Great Confucianism who is not a powerful person, but speaks for justice."
It is hard to say who the person who recommends it.
day to day.
The head of the year is gone.
He was intrigued by the ministers on weekdays and was busy at night with memorials delivered to the table.
There was another rebellion in a certain place.
A natural disaster occurred in a certain place.
A section of the Yangtze River collapsed today.
How many people will die of death in winter tomorrow?
How many people need to be resettled when fleeing in the north of the country later?
The bandits returned somewhere in the future, and officials from a certain place...
There are endless trivial matters and endless family matters.
If this continues, will the years he has returned be enough to last until the day when he sees the success of the Northern Expedition?
Zhao Yi didn't know.
What he knew was that the accumulation of the Yangtze River defense line was getting deeper.
The manpower has accumulated from the initial 300,000 to nearly one million.
Weapon renewal.
The man's hands are refined.
What to do when encountering a tide of refugees?
Delivered to the army.
What to do if you encounter drought and floods?
Resettlement to the military farm.
Some shameless Lan family made weapons. What should we do if we want to negotiate prices with the State Council?
Accept him! But I can't give it to you all!
The Ministry of War had just bought something, but I looked at it.
Alas? New has been launched?
what to do?
What can I do!
Watching the crossbow machine on the Xinbao evolved from the magic bow and crossbow, the generalized crossbow, the continuous launching crossbow, and the iron-arm crossbow, step by step.
Zhao Yi was so amused and laughed!
Seeing these things become more convenient, sharper, longer range, stronger armor-piercing force, and more crossbow machines almost every year.
Zhao Yi seemed to see a little guy covered in stinking clothes and claws at him...
Angry?
Shame and anger?
Being teased?
Zhao Yi looked at him calmly!
Since he can even be an emperor, how could he be so moved by this small matter of money?
The amount of money is just a prop he used to restrict the world.
"This new iron-arm crossbow is really useful."
Another day.
Put down the "new crossbow machine" that shot through the armpit in his hand, Zhao Yi smiled and gave a few instructions to the little yellow gate beside him. If the Ministry of Works continues to suppress the price of weapons purchased in Xiangyang, if he can't suppress it, the emperor, the emperor, would kill someone's dog head.
Well, as soon as he finished talking about this, the emperor praised the glass beads produced by a certain glass factory on the table, and praised the East China Sea pearl as worth a thousand gold!
This way...
The general idea is to add some fun things to yourself in this leisure time?
One day after another.
One day to survive.
One day is better.
One day is worse than another.
A group of people in the court finally got so old that they couldn't walk and could not speak.
People who came from the army, from the people, from the north, and from Zhao Yi's "roster" also began to flood the court's parliament.
A new generation replaces old people.
There was a little more anger in the small court.
Another day after a border general clashed with people, the voice of praise finally overwhelmed the dissatisfaction.
Zhao Yi is very proud!
ten years.
From being scolded at first, to finally someone standing up to speaking, to being able to fight in court today.
Who knows how he, the emperor, got through it?
The army under his command began with the "bandit suppression".
Fight the Nanman.
Smoke the turmoil.
Practice the Western Xia.
Then one of the "disobedient thieves" led their small troops to tease the Jin Dynasty who had been corrupted in ten years.
From a small conflict between three or five people, to thirty or fifty people taking action.
There are wins and losses.
There is death and life.
But in the end, after practicing over the years, there will be no stupid words like "The Jurchens are invincible"!
How can you be brave when fighting on the battlefield?
The Southern Song army was carried by batches of thorns and became brave.
But Zhao Yi, the emperor, became more and more 'coward'.
He is seriously ill.
Coughed.
It's vomiting blood.
Heart pain...
Now, after hearing that the border army had a conflict with a certain place, he would be "shocked" to scold some leading generals without complaining about the ministers in the court!
How can you do this?
Then.
After the reprimand...you should do whatever you should do.
I have scolded me, and I have condemned me.
If you force me to do something else, what if these heavy soldiers forced these generals to rebel?
Zhao Yi felt very cowardly!
He was afraid of the Jin people, and he was afraid of the Mongolian people. He was even more "feared" by the generals under his command!
Whenever this happens, there will be an "old minister" who comes out to blame him.
Speaking of these **, warlords, aren’t they all raised by the Lord?
If it weren't for your indulgence at the time, how could the Southern Song Dynasty be like this today?
As many people were scolded like this, Zhao Yi was afraid of another list of these old ministers who were about to die.
Ten years have passed, and the ministers who "welcome him to the capital".
It is also death, retreating.
There are really not many left that can be seen now...
Whenever I think of this, Zhao Yi feels a little sad.
Feeling about the passage of time.
I also feel that I have not had much time.
How long can he live?
The old man in Wudangshan said he had made up for his lifespan for twenty years, but why did he feel that he was almost alive?
Another day, he was busy until the sky was getting brighter. Thinking that he had to deal with the ministers in the court today, Zhao Yi smiled and asked someone to bring a bowl of ginseng soup.
Drink it all in one go.
Be cautious and excited.
Then, he stood up and walked towards the court.
But as soon as I took a few steps, I felt a dizzy turn.
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
This made the little yellow door beside him pounce on him anxiously.
Tears in his eyes...
What are you panic?
Don't panic!
Anyway, the old god said that he could live for twenty years. If he couldn't live, he would have to settle the score with him when he died!
He wiped the blood in his mouth without caring.
Wait until the dizziness fades.
Zhao Yi changed his smile again and stepped towards the palace in the distance.
Another court meeting.
I don't know what today.
Few people in the hall spoke again.
Sitting upright on the dragon chaise, Zhao Yi looked down with a calm expression.
In front of him was a pile of memorials.
Most of them ask the emperor to order the withdrawal of troops and beware of Yue Fei's rebellion.
The Northern Expedition... Oh no, no, it should be said that the group of thorns began to provoke Mr. Jin again!
Why?
Why can't I let the orphan stay calm for a few days?
When someone reported the memorial, he learned that Yue Fei from Xiangyang actually led his army north without respecting the sage order.
Zhao Yi was shocked and almost fell off the dragon throne.
"How dare you do this?
How can this be done?
Just a Yue Fei or a general dared not to send troops without respecting the sage order?
What?
You said that not only did he go by himself?
There are still people who dare to respond to the rest of the Yangtze River defense line?
It's back! It's going to rebel!
All of you save me! All of you save my life!!!”
In a moment of fear, Zhao Yi's body was unstable and fainted directly in the court.
The ministers were frightened.
The next day, news came from the palace, saying: The emperor was not safe in the dragon body and needed to be respected, but the matter of the Northern Expedition must be clear. The emperor said that he would like to your family and ask the patriotic family to go to Jiangbei to bring General Yue back.
If you can bring it back, the emperor will be rewarded with great rewards!
The words of the little eunuch Rice Paper were so heartbreaking.
It seems that I have seen the scene where Yue Fei was dissuaded by his ministers when he rebelled, but Yue Fei raised his sword and fell.
Unbearable, the little eunuch left with his back.
And the ministers left behind...
Look at each other.
Then, he staggered his eyes.
The Northern Expedition has already happened. Whoever dares to stop him will be taken to see the fate of the sacrificial flag!
How many people are willing to martyrdom in the court?
Don't say...it's really awesome!
And there are quite a few...
But these people are still struggling in their hearts. Yue Fei's northern expedition is a war after all, right?
Regardless of whether he will rebel...
Or...will we go to the death review after he finishes fighting?
Will this be detrimental to the State...
These people are still struggling.
They didn't struggle for a few days.
News of the recovery of Bianliang Road came from the north...
The ministers were boiling.
cheer.
Jump.
The hat representing noble power is flying all over the sky.
After this battle, it seemed that there were no sounds of shouting "Uncle Jin" in the court.
Oh. No.
There are still some.
At least half-dead Zhao Yi is still standing on the last shift for them.
Uncle Jin cannot be killed!
Uncle Jin is invincible!
You all advised me like this, but now you have believed me. Why are you still betrayed?
This is going to destroy the country!
You guys are afraid that they will not die early enough, so they want Mr. Jin to take away the life of the orphan!
In the court, facing the cheers of the ministers, Zhao Yi felt "heartbroken".
I always feel that all the civil and military officials in the court like to go against him.
There are always unruly people who want to harm me!
Under the eyes of countless ministers' "uncomfortably speaking", Zhao Yi stepped back to the back hall step by step.
Halfway through.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but cover his chest.
The familiar vertigo hit again.
"Ling Zun...
solitary....
Chapter completed!