I, above the court, angrily rebuked the faint king

Even he has never seen the belief in Zhengzhou.

He alone seems to represent Da Song.

At the same time, Zhao Xin was the one who lost his soul.

He stared blankly at the not-so-solid back of Zhengzhou in front of him.

His eyes gradually became blurred.

The words that if you enter the Song Dynasty, you must live up to the land under your feet, linger in Zhao Xin's ears, as if engraved in it.

I treat him like this, but he still does not lose his original intention!

Zhengzhou is the treasure of my Song Dynasty!

I was wrong, I made a big mistake!

Zhao Xin stumbled over in a daze, his yellow robe was covered with dust and blood.

Tears of gratitude left deep marks on his face.

Puff.

The dignified Son of Song actually knelt in front of Zhengzhou!

He is the Son of Song!

Nominally the most powerful person in Zhongguangyu, he just knelt upright in front of Zhengzhou.

It's not just that the son of the school behind him didn't react.

Even Daoist Xianmen couldn't calm down the throbbing in his heart for a long time.

"Aiqing is ashamed of Song Dynasty, but I am ashamed of you!"

"From now on, Great Song will be the strongest fortress behind you. I swear here that even if the country is destroyed one day, I will protect you forever and ever!"

Chapter 62

Please don't add drama, okay?

Zheng Zhou just felt that Zhao Xin was a little more normal, but he didn't expect him to come to act as a demon.

Moreover, is it really appropriate for the dignified emperor of the Song Dynasty to kneel in front of a second generation ancestor who doesn't even have an official position?

For such an emperor with no integrity, it is normal for the Song Dynasty to be weak, and it is impossible for him to be unmatched in strength.

Zheng Zhou looked down at him, "Get up, don't kneel!"

When Zhao Xin knelt down, not only his face was lost, but also that of Da Song.

After contacting him during this period of time, Zhengzhou already has a subtle feeling for the world he is in now.

Zhao Xin's hands were trembling, Zhao Ju'er trotted over, holding his father's arm tightly with a mournful face.

Zhengzhou continued: "You are the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the emperor should kill decisively, the emperor should have the emperor's mind, even if you are said to be cruel and bloodthirsty, it doesn't matter!"

"But you just can't kneel. If even the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty can kneel, what about the people of the Great Song Dynasty? Who should they kneel to?"

"Remember, you are never alone, you represent the face of Da Song!"

Zhao Xin knelt on the ground and was at a loss.

His decision to kneel down was just a momentary fever, but he didn't know how to solve it at the moment.

Zhengzhou is right.

How can he kneel down to others at will?

But now that I have already kneeled, it will be very difficult to raise this knee again.

Zhengzhou breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Furthermore, I decided to stay in Song Dynasty, not because of you, but because of my identity."

"Perhaps the name of this identity was taken by your ancestors, but in my heart, he has a name that belongs to me!"

"Maybe it's not Da Song!"

People like Zhao Xin certainly cannot understand this feeling.

Zhengzhou also revealed some true feelings at this time.

Although he refused the invitation of Xianmen, he also hoped that his death would be smoother. With the aura of Xianmen disciples on his back, it would be even more difficult to think about death.

Instead of increasing the difficulty, it is better to be a second generation ancestor without any strength.

Even with the protection of Yantianzong and Changshengzong, they will give up anyway.

The wages of avarice is death.

If there is no plan, how can they help each other out of righteousness.

However, it is impossible to say that he has no feelings for Da Song.

This feeling seems shallow, but as a person who lived in an environment where the country was his home in his previous life, as long as this kind of feeling grows, it is difficult to suppress.

Zhao Xin still bowed his head, his eyes were empty.

Zhengzhou was helpless, cursing in his heart, this emperor is really a waste.

If the person standing in front of him now was Qin Huang Han Wu, even if he knew he was wrong, he would not kneel down!

Because the Son of Heaven can never be wrong!

Even if it is really wrong!

Nor should I admit it!

This is the authority of the Song Dynasty!

Authorities can give up the bottom line, so there is nothing this country can't do!

"You should kneel, but not for me, but for the people of Song Dynasty!" Zheng Zhou turned around and left after finishing speaking.

Just now.

Under the bluestone slabs of the Guozijian, there was a faint golden light gushing out.

The golden light dazzled the eyes, causing everyone present to lose their minds for a short while.