Zhao Si continued, "You can stop the troops and negotiate peace, but every inch of land was bought by the soldiers with their blood and lives. We, the Song Dynasty, will not give in. But in order to show our sincerity, in addition to the eminent monks and monks, we are also willing to take the captives
Dozens of Xia Kingdom generals were released."
"Your Majesty, where are the Xia officers and soldiers we captured?" an official asked.
"We have done a screening. People who belong to the old people of their homeland, or people who have been taken captive over the years, are not captured, but 'rescued'. They have suffered for hundreds of years and decades under the brutal oppression of the Xia Kingdom's slave owners, and were finally captured by the king.
The teacher has 'rescued' them! They will be settled in peace and quiet and enjoy peace."
"As for those Dangxiang, Uighur, Qiang and other tribesmen, they are barbaric and vulgar and do not obey the king's rule. They must stay in our country of Song Dynasty and undergo labor reform and moral education at the same time... When will they understand the principles of sages and know how to restrain themselves and restore etiquette, then they can
Back to Xia Kingdom."
Listening to Zhao Sikan, many people finally understood.
King Shen, depose King Shen, King Suining, and Duke Qi, you have not lost unjustly! You are so thick and black that you cannot even touch the edge of King Qin.
After the court meeting, Zhao Si helped the official to sit on the chariot, then held the handle and sent him back to Yanhe Hall.
The heavy snow continues, and the ground, roofs, branches...everywhere is covered in white, which makes the green tiles and red walls particularly bright, adding a bit more vitality.
"Brother Thirteen, go to Shengduan Palace." The official suddenly said.
"Okay, let's go to Shengduan Palace. Wuqiu, the official family is going to Shengduan Palace and needs to change the route." Zhao said without hesitation.
"yes."
The official turned his head and looked at Zhao Si with a deep look, "Brother Thirteen, don't you ask why you went to Shengduan Palace?"
"Shengduan Temple is the residence of my mother. The emperor wants to see my mother. What's the point?" Zhao Si asked.
"Yes, she is the mother of me and Thirteenth Brother..." The official's words contained incomparable sorrow and melancholy, which made Zhao Si feel confused.
Maybe, the royal brother knows everything.
After entering the palace gate of Shengduan Palace and walking around the main hall, in the open space between the main and back halls, there was someone standing in the heavy snow, covered with a thin layer of snow.
"Mother," Zhao Si had sharp eyes and immediately saw that it was his mother, Mrs. Zhu, and hurriedly ran up.
"What are you doing, mother? It's snowy and windy, you'll catch a cold!" Zhao Si said anxiously.
But Mrs. Zhu remained unmoved and stared at the officials on the chariot.
Zhao Si saw the mystery and hurriedly said: "Mother, Brother Emperor, if you have anything to say, please go to the hall and talk about it later. Brother Emperor, please say something!"
The official finally spoke and said in a hoarse voice: "Mother, let's go into the room and talk."
Zhu's tears suddenly came out and she nodded fiercely, "Well, let's go into the room and talk."
In the back hall of Shengduan Palace, there were only three people, Zhu, Guan Jia and Zhao Si, and they were silent.
Zhao Si, who was sitting at the bottom, looked at the official house and then at Zhu, thoughtfully.
"Brother Six, I know that you have resentment in your heart." Mrs. Zhu said, "That child is also my grandson. My heart hurts as well, as if it were being cut with a knife!"
The official's tears flowed silently down his face.
"But I looked at him, hovering on the line of life and death again and again. His little face was thin and pale. He was only one month old, how could he have suffered so much!"
Zhu's sad words made Zhao Si lower his head and his eyes were red. The official covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly.
"That child is not destined to be with us, so let him have a good life. Let him be born as soon as possible." Zhu said with tears streaming down her face.
"Mother, why do you need to take advantage of my son?" Guan Jia raised his head and asked.
"Sixth Brother, in my mother's heart, you and Thirteenth Brother are the best candidates to inherit the late emperor's legacy. I won't talk about Thirteenth Brother in the past, but after he changed his mind, how many important things did he do for you?
Not to mention anything else, the great victory in the Northwest was achieved with his life!"
"But Qingshou Palace insists on saying that all the sons of the late emperor are not legitimate sons, and insists on appointing the eleventh brother as the crown prince in accordance with the rule of appointing elders rather than virtuous. Why! Isn't she just relying on her famous family background to look down on me, who has three talents?
What a despicable girl! She was deliberately blocking her, because she was afraid that in the future, I would take her place and be buried with the late emperor."
"Yongyu Mausoleum is so big, why can't it accommodate me! Isn't she just ashamed to be side by side with me? Even if she looks down on me, she also suppresses me together with my son and Brother Thirteen! How can I swallow this breath?
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Listening to Zhu's low roar, all the grievances accumulated for decades burst out.
Zhao Si understands that there is a fierce tiger deep in everyone's heart. He is usually tightly bound with iron chains, but his nature is such that if he has the opportunity, he will roar into the forest.
The officials finally understood Zhu's truest thoughts.
But what can he do?
Do you hate your mother for poisoning your own son?
He was also aware of his son's condition. Several imperial doctors and many famous doctors, including two pediatric experts, all said that he would not survive more than three months.
His mother just let him leave more than a month early, using his premature death to put an end to the idea of Qingshou Palace and to end Brother Eleven's path to becoming emperor.
Is this too much? The official asked himself in his mind.
Thinking of their son's sickly appearance, the officials' hearts were as sharp as a knife. Yes, my mother was right, her son was suffering in pain every day he lived in this world.
By doing this, his mother may have saved him a lot of pain.
The official's tears couldn't help but flow out again.
The knot between mother and son was finally resolved. Maybe not resolved, but just let go.
So what if you don’t let go? Do you want a mother to pay for her son’s life?
Zhu sent Guan Jia and Zhao Si to the gate of the palace, watched Guan Jia get on the chariot, watched Zhao Si standing beside him holding the chariot, and watched the two brothers gradually go away in the heavy snow.
"Brother Thirteen, please go back first."
"Okay... Brother Six, you have to take good care of yourself."
"I know my body...Brother Thirteen, you still have many things to do, so go ahead and do it. I'll leave first."
Zhao Si looked at the emperor's brother's chariot wrapped in the wind and snow, as if he was in another world.
"Brother Thirteen!" the official stopped the chariot and stretched out a hand.
"Brother Six, Thirteen is here!"
The official's hand patted Wu Qiu's shoulder.
Wu Qiu turned around and asked Zhao Si loudly and solemnly.
"Zhao Si, have you forgotten the Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun and the hometown of Lingwu?"
"Zhao Si will not forget for a moment -!" Zhao Si clasped his hands on his chest, looked solemn, and answered word by word.
"Zhao Si, do you want to be humiliated by the smell of fish in China and humiliated by sitting in a well and looking at the sky?"
"Zhao Si swears to death not to let it happen!" Zhao Si replied loudly with tears in his eyes, his voice rippled back and forth between the palace walls and jumped on the roof.
"Zhao Si, do you still remember your ambition?"
"Enrich the people and strengthen the country, surpassing the Han and Tang Dynasties!"
After finishing his words, the official slowly turned around on the chariot, stuck his head out, smiled and waved to Zhao Si.
That smile was particularly clear in the wind and snow, and it was engraved in Zhao Si's heart. This chapter has been completed!
