Are you crazy?Liangshan bandits became the backbone of the Han people

"Oh..."

Zhao Ji gave a long answer.

"You are very courageous, you dare to collect money under my nose."

"How ignorant and fearless it must be to do such a stupid thing."

As he said that, Zhao Ji shook his head, and said coldly: "Forget it, if this is the case, let them have hands, but no hands..."

"I order you to supervise this matter and chop off the hands of these people. I want to see who dares to do these ridiculous things again."

Liang Shicheng answered in a low voice.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, following the official's side for so long.

Officials have never been so cruel and ruthless.

Moreover, he has more and more majesty of the emperor.

Liang Shicheng immediately thought that this might be because of Lin Yuan's persecution, who put too much pressure on the officials.

Let the officials grow extremely fast!

After arranging all this, Zhao Ji secretly arranged for Yang Jian.

"Go and find out for me, where are the giant ships mentioned by the Cochin people?"

After everyone leaves.

Zhao Ji sat in the hall tired.

The whole hall was quiet, there was no sound at all.

He felt more and more chilling, thinking of the group of Liangshan soldiers who were like wolves and tigers, he was afraid for a while.

In just one and a half years, Lin Yuan trained such a powerful army.

If you wait a few more years.

It is estimated that the whole Song Dynasty can no longer suppress him.

Zhao Ji tilted his head, thinking of Liang Shicheng's words.

If only there were giant ships!

There are eight hundred miles of water in Liangshan, and with a huge ship, maybe we can lead an army straight into Liangshan at that time!

……

The next day, the Imperial Palace of Bianliang City.

In the hall of health care.

After the imperial doctor took Zhao Ji's pulse, he frowned and thought for a while, with a relaxed look on his face.

"Your Majesty, forgive what I said, your pulse condition is stable and your complexion is rosy. It doesn't seem like you are feeling unwell at all. On the contrary, your body is much stronger than normal people."

Zhao Ji's face was a little pale, and he looked at him weakly: "But I feel tired and cold, which is not the case in normal times."

"Is it true that I have also been infected with smallpox?"

4.2 The imperial doctor shook his head: "It's not wrong, you don't have any symptoms of smallpox. If you feel unwell, I will prescribe a prescription to nourish qi and blood. After you drink it, you may feel better."

After listening to the imperial doctor's words, Zhao Ji turned over sullenly.

"That being the case, then you go quickly."

"I'm a little tired, I'll take a nap first, and when you finish the medicine, call me to get up and drink."

The imperial doctor said: "I obey the order."

Wait until the imperial doctor retreats.

Zhao Ji hummed weakly: "Yang Jian, how is old Uncle Wang doing? After being vaccinated with cowpox, did it get better? Did you wake up?"

Yang Jian prostrated himself on the ground: "Your Majesty, Uncle Wang has woken up, do you want to go and see?"

Zhao Ji took a deep breath: "Since I'm awake, I won't go."

"There must be nothing wrong, I feel more and more tired, go to sleep first, and go when I wake up."

only.Haven't slept much yet.

Yang Jian's voice came from Zhao Ji's ear.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

"Wake up..."

"Old Uncle Wang is dying, he wants to see you before he dies.".

Chapter 412 The Imperial Decree Shocks the World (13)

Zhao Ji didn't know how he came to Old Uncle Wang's mansion.Looking around, the courtyard was full of people kneeling.

There was a road in the middle, everyone bowed their heads and stood upright, and there was a faint sound of uncontrollable crying.

Zhao Ji walked all the way to the door with flimsy steps, he turned his head and said to the guard behind him.

"Just wait here, I will go in alone."

squeak...

The door was pushed open, and the room was extremely dark.

Old Uncle Wang's sons were standing in front of the bed. When they saw Zhao Ji coming, they were stopped by him as soon as they wanted to go forward.

"You guys go out too, I have something to say to Old Uncle Wang."

This time, he didn't use '望'.

Just said me.

The Song Dynasty was based on filial piety. When he came here, he was no longer the emperor in the palace.

Wait until there are only two people in the house.

Zhao Ji stepped forward gently and said something.

"Uncle Wang, I'm here to see you."

On the bed, Old Uncle Wang's expression was miserable. Hearing the voice from the side, his eyelids moved a few times, and slowly opened, revealing his cloudy eyes.

He smiled, and wrinkles like tree roots covered his entire face in an instant.

"coming!"

After Zhao Ji heard it, he felt as if his chest was blocked by something instantly, and his eyes were red.

Zhao Ji said with concern: "You will be fine, the imperial doctor has already told me that you are just a little tired, and you will get better soon."

After hearing this, Old Uncle Wang was relieved and said, "Don't lie to me, I know what my body looks like best."

"I'm in my 80s now, and I've lived my whole life. I've enjoyed all the delicious and fun things, and I'm satisfied."

"Before I left, I was worried about you, so I wanted to see you."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji nodded and said, "Don't worry, with me here, there will be no problems in the Song Dynasty, and the Zhao family will not fall."

Old Uncle Wang seemed to be returning to the light, his face began to turn rosy, and his eyes showed a bit of brilliance.

He heard the words and said: "It's good to have this kind of heart. You are the emperor of the Song Dynasty and the co-lord of the world. Before that, you were always obsessed with some strange skills. Although we royal relatives don't say it, everyone treats you very much." Dissatisfied, I think you can't be a good emperor."

"Everyone is even thinking about whether to try another emperor."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji was not surprised at all.

He said calmly, "I know about it."

"Even when you first thought about it."

Now, it was Old Uncle Wang's turn to be puzzled: "How do you know?"

Zhao Ji pointed to the door: "It's not surprising, as long as I am still the emperor of Song Dynasty, there will be people who want to please me openly and secretly."

"As long as I open my mouth, those people can obtain various titles and wealth."

"Not everyone can be like Old Uncle Wang."

Old Uncle Wang's hand slowly dropped, and he said weakly, "If this is the case, why didn't you make a move?"

"You know, once you are not the emperor, how many people want you to die!"

Zhao Ji smiled coldly.

Now that things are going on, if Old Uncle Wang really still regards him as the former Zhao Ji, it would be a big mistake.

From the edict of guilt, to being hit by Lin Yuan countless times.

At the bottom of his heart, he had already begun to become extremely mature, even somewhat iron-blooded.

Because of Lin Yuan, in the past year or so, Zhao Ji has seen too many people who are vegetarians.

Thinking about the time before, the prefect of Huaixi caused tens of thousands of refugees to be displaced, and the entire Daming Mansion became a hellish situation, and he alone couldn't kill that person.

Zhao Ji was furious.

In the end, it was Lin Yuan who took the lead and defeated Fang La, which did not lead to a catastrophe.

It was at that time that Zhao Ji gradually stopped playing with Gao Qiu.

There is no day and night indulging in strange flowers and stones.

He felt that compared to Lin Yuan, that group of civil servants made him more constrained.

That's why he was able to forgive Gao Qiu, Yang Jian and others again and again.

As for Cai Jing's dismissal, he immediately agreed.

Zhang Shuye was defeated, but he was severely punished.

Slowly, the arrogance of that group of civil servants was slowly suppressed.

that's enough!

Since the Song Dynasty, since the Taizu, the scholar-bureaucrats and the emperor have been ruling the world together.

For a while, he couldn't change the situation.

So we can only continue to build prestige.

Where does prestige come from?

Of course it is exhausting!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji glanced at Old Uncle Wang.

Fortunately, they didn't really take action, otherwise, there wouldn't be such a 'warm' scene today.

These, lying on the bed, the old uncle Wang can also think of it when he is dying.

He smiled kindly, and said hoarsely: "Good boy, hold your breath, not bad!"

Zhao Ji waved his hand slightly: "No matter when, I still want a harmonious Zhao family."

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Old Uncle Wang continued: "Before I die, I still want to tell you some things from the bottom of my heart. If you can listen, then try to do it."

Old Uncle Wang was dull for a moment: "If it's contrary to what you think, you can also refer to it."

Zhao Ji leaned forward, with a look of listening on his face.

Uncle Wang said: "Now the Song Dynasty is besieged on all sides."

"Since Lin Yuan's rise, he has been unable to suppress it for a while."

"Now, you are forced to crown him a king and let him have a feudal domain. It will definitely be a serious worry in the future."

"However, after all, Da Song is still the imperial court in everyone's heart. If you are honest and responsible and don't provoke him, no matter how strong he is, he will not find a chance to send troops to you."

"Even if, I said, even if you become a nominal emperor in the end, you can still keep the blood of the Zhao family."

"I said so, you may understand?"

Looking at old uncle Wang's begging expression.