Being at the top of his game at the beginning allowed Zhao Huan to accept the fact of time travel without any obstacles.
No wonder I've been working hard for thirty years and haven't picked up a penny.
Co-authoring is a collection of thirty years of great fortune, accumulated in this one!?
"The ultimate version of Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi!?"
Zhao Huan, who was so excited that he couldn't speak incoherently, was sorting out the memories in his mind while thinking about his lavish future.
However, before the happy plan could be implemented, the current time gave Zhao Huan a blow!
May of the seventh year of Xuanhe!?
In other words, there is only half a year left before Jin Bing goes south!?
Next year he will inherit the throne and become the ninth emperor of the Song Dynasty.
The next year, he and his cheap father were captured by the Jin soldiers and made into slaves, becoming a disgrace to Jingkang!!!
Just when Zhao Huan was depressed and wanted to die, a high-pitched drake voice sounded.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
Although he was extremely dissatisfied, Zhao Huan did not dare to neglect.
After all, Song Huizong Zhao Ji was not only a romantic and talented man who loved great achievements, but also a cruel and ruthless emperor!
"My son has met my father..." Zhao Huan recalled the plot on TV and bowed in salute.
Zhao Ji waved his hand: "Huan'er, there is no need to be formal. I heard that you drowned and fell into coma the day before yesterday, so I came here to visit you today."
I have been in a coma for seven days. Are you coming to see me now? Will you take me up the mountain?
Thank you to your whole family!
Zhao Huan secretly slandered this historically controversial emperor, but said words of thanks: "Dad has worked hard on state affairs and is very tired!"
"My son is sick, how dare you trouble your father to visit him!"
Zhao Ji was undoubtedly satisfied with this wave of praise, and nodded with a smile: "Huan'er is sick. If I don't come, wouldn't I lose my family ties?"
It has been seventeen years since the death of his mother Wang, and Zhao Huan has never seen Zhao Ji again.
If it weren't for the national crisis, you would have forgotten that you have a son like me, right?
Now that I have to find someone to take the blame, why are you talking about family ties with me?
How can this magical operation be summed up in the word ‘irony’?
"Daddy, I'm so grateful to you!"
While Zhao Huan was crying with gratitude, he also planned a way out for himself: "Dad, I have something to report to you."
Zhao Ji held Zhao Huan's bowing hand: "Really, father and son are of the same mind. Today, I also bring great good news to Huan'er!"
"Since you have invited me, should Huan'er say it first?"
Naturally, Zhao Huan would not be stupid enough to seize the opportunity of the emperor: "The king is the leader of the country, and the father is the leader of the family. Naturally, I ask dad to speak first!"
"I have decided to appoint Huan'er as the crown prince of the East Palace!"
Zhao Huan was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped to the ground: "Too...Prince!?"
"Yes, is Huan'er very happy?"
Are you happy about your sister?
If I slap you on the wall, you can’t even scratch it off. Can you believe it?
Is this the great news?
This is a bolt from the blue, right?
Zhao Huan originally planned to ask Zhao Ji to approve him to go to Lin'an to station in the vassal.
Anyway, it will be a few months before the Jin soldiers go south, as long as they escape these few months.
If Jin Bing did not go south, he would be the Xiaoyao Prince in Lin'an.
If the Jin soldiers march south, the remaining forces of the Northern Song Dynasty will gather in Lin'an, and they will establish the Southern Song Dynasty!
Undoubtedly, it is a two-pronged strategy that allows you to advance and attack, and retreat and defend!
But the rhythm was disrupted by Zhao Ji’s ‘great news’.
Although he was shocked, Zhao Huan did not forget to struggle: "Thank you dad for your love, but my son is not very talented and has little knowledge. I am afraid that he will not be able to take on the important responsibility!"
Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes slightly and patted Zhao Huan on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"
He is the emperor after all, this pun is perfect!
On the surface, I care about Zhao Huan, don’t be afraid, I will help you!
Secretly, he was warning Zhao Huan that I am the emperor!
Zhao Huan was also resourceful and could not push him away, so he immediately changed his direction: "The war in the north is tense now, and the national treasury is empty."
"I think that the matter of establishing a crown prince can be discussed later. The most urgent task is to solve the current situation of the court being unable to make ends meet!"
Zhao Ji, who was stabbed in a sore spot, asked calmly: "How to solve it?"
"There is a folk proverb that says there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below. The scenery of the two places is beautiful and the people are prosperous. Please come to supervise taxes and clean up corruption, so as to solve our urgent needs!"
Zhao Ji's eyes showed a little surprise, why is Zhao Huan different today?
Zhao Ji glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the old eunuch standing next to him. He immediately smiled and said, "Prince Ding has a heart for his family and country, which is admirable!"
"However, supervising taxes is a big deal, and establishing a heir apparent is no small matter. Please ask King Ding to take care of the country's worries!"
Zhao Ji smiled happily: "What I said makes sense!"
The concubine? Zhao Huan quickly looked at the old eunuch who was already seventy years old and had a kind face. He was amazed in his heart, this is Tong Guan, one of the six thieves of the Song Dynasty?!
He is indeed one of the few traitorous eunuchs in history, and he is praised and killed every time he opens his mouth.
If I hadn't known about this guy's vicious face in advance, I might have been sold by him and would have had to count the money for him.
Zhao Huan didn't dare to hesitate and kicked the ball back quickly: "I'm not trying to shirk the responsibility. Dad is in his prime and has great talents and strategies."
"Wu has the merit of suppressing the peasant uprising in Fangla, and Wen has the merit of creating his own thin gold calligraphy!"
"It can be seen that only under the rule of father, can the Song Dynasty be glorious forever!"
These words undoubtedly made Zhao Ji feel a little carried away, but he did not forget the core point of blaming the blame.
"I have worked hard to get back seven of Yanyun's sixteen states. The remaining nine states are up to you."
"Recovering the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun was the long-cherished wish of all the emperors of the past generations. Today we have accomplished a feat that our predecessors never did, and future generations should be better than their predecessors."
The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were not only the turning point in the decline of the Song Dynasty, but also the trigger that kicked off the demise of the Song Dynasty.
After spending money to buy back your own territory, do you still have the nerve to point it out?
Zhao Huan hurriedly admonished: "Father has learned clearly that given the current situation in the Song Dynasty, we should focus on internal affairs. When the national strength is restored, it will not be too late to capture Kyushu."
Zhao Ji immediately snorted: "There are powerful enemies lurking in the north, and people's livelihood is suffering in the country. How can we just delay the important matter of establishing a crown prince? Only by establishing a crown prince first can I govern the world with peace of mind!"
Zhao Ji performed "Kind Father and Ming Jun", and Tong Guan cooperated, crying with gratitude: "Please take care of the dragon body, your Majesty!"
What a wonderful double act of caring about the country and its people. If Zhao Huan hadn't been familiar with the historical process, he would have suffered the consequences of them!
Zhao Huan cursed in his heart, 'I believe you are a ghost, these two bad old men are very bad!'
Once he becomes the prince, he will be completely reduced to a puppet manipulated by the ignorant king and treacherous ministers.
You will enjoy your reputation through the ages, but I will take the blame for the country's subjugation!
What a good plan!
But how could Zhao Huan, who was familiar with the historical process, follow Zhao Ji's wishes?
Faced with the coercion of the ignorant king and the sycophants, Zhao Huan did not dare to relax at all.
"Father, Holy Father, the appointment of a prince is related to the destiny of the country, and the ceremony of establishing a prince is a waste of people and money. Now that the national treasury is empty, everything should be simplified."
Zhao Ji snorted, obviously he had expected Zhao Huan to say this.