[Comprehensive martial arts] My life will die

In the spring of the third year of Zhenghe, a great victory came from the north. The Song army not only escorted Yelu Yanxi to Luoyang, but also dispersed the Jurchen tribe, and successfully recovered the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun.

This day is destined to be recorded in the chapters of history.Turning this page, it will be another scene of the vigorous and vigorous Song Dynasty.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not happy, even his mood can be said to be very depressed. Now the government and the public are doing well, the situation in the north is stable, and good news is coming in the south frequently, but correspondingly... it is his father who is getting better and better. poor body.

He couldn't deny the hard work and blood of the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and he couldn't deny the efforts of the courtiers to plan the strategy, but he knew better that the current scene of the Song Dynasty was the result of his father's desperate efforts.

"Father, drink the medicine, this medicine is Master Xiaohua..."

Tan Zhao is no stranger to the feeling that this kind of vitality is about to come to an end. If someone else is an emperor and accumulates blessings, his life will be shortened, and it will be ten years. Thinking about it makes him sad. If he hadn't had a good attitude, he would have collapsed long ago. Leo: "Don't be busy, I understand my body. Dekang, tomorrow, how about it?"

"Father! You..."

"I'm going to be the emperor's man, and I'm still so stupid, this is...cough coughcough...how good~" It was really a very tenacious tease.

When Zhao Dekang saw it, he immediately made people feel good. Really, he is almost forty, and his temper is not as calm as his, so he has the nerve to say that he is stupid: "My son, please obey the imperial edict."

Finally, this cheap son has not been raised badly. In the past two years, he has shown his youthful vigor for the first time, but he... Well, he doesn't seem to be old, but this should be the credit of Ahe Xiaocute.

Tan Zhao felt that his heart was being arched, and a burst of ironing shattered the pain that struck again.

No, it can't be dragged on any longer. According to the calculation of the system, he may have seven days to live, and he can't do anything important in seven days. If that's the case, why not just——

"I have been on the throne for 18 years. I inherited the ancestor... and felt the heroic spirit of the ancestors, who was born to the fire, and... now he follows the Yaodian, and the Zen is located in the prince Dekang."

If a dynasty wants to prosper, inheritance is the most important.

Tan Zhao watched the prince put on the crown, accept the courtiers' kneeling, and read out the sacrificial oration, which was the first year of Taihe.

And the moment Zhao Dekang sat on the throne, Tan Zhao felt his body suddenly relaxed, and the loss of vitality seemed to stop abruptly, as if...he might still be able to survive for another year.

It doesn't matter, anyway, he is going to be cold soon, so what's wrong with being self-willed for two days.

So, some people can't get used to it. When His Majesty the new emperor returned to the palace after exhausting the ceremonial itinerary, and was about to routinely administer medicine to his father, his father was now the Supreme Emperor—disappeared!

"Where is the Supreme Emperor! What are you eating!"

"Hui Hui your Majesty, this is..." The little eunuch was terrified, and the letter in his hand fell to the ground with a plop.

Zhao Dekang didn't pay attention to it, and bent down to pick it up directly. When he opened it, it was written in familiar handwriting, and the writing on it was also very simple. He saw:

——My son Dekang, work hard, and the emperor will go.

Get cheated! ! ! ! ! !

His father is indeed a devil, he shouldn't believe the nonsense about his serious illness!To be able to run out of the iron barrel-like palace alone, this is called serious illness!Return his moved tears!

"Go! Chuan Shenhou enters the palace."

However Zhuge Zheng and I heard it, but I didn’t agree with the new emperor’s conjecture. The Supreme Emperor’s body was indeed terminally ill, and it was a miracle that he could survive for two years. The loss of vitality could not be covered up by anything, but...he didn’t Mind to cover up one or two things for the Supreme Emperor, the new emperor is good at everything, but he is too affectionate.

He even thought that if the Supreme Emperor died of illness, the new emperor would not be able to recover for a period of time. Although the government and the public are relatively peaceful now, there are many people who will use the method of Buddhism and Taoism to coax the emperor into chaos, so that's fine.

"It is indeed possible, but Your Majesty wants to welcome the Supreme Emperor back to the palace?"

This lost kite can't be beaten, how can he welcome it back!His Majesty the new emperor is not very happy, but he also understands...how about he hurry up to get married and have a prince, so that he can escape?

For a moment, the shrewd Master Xiaohua sensed a dangerous signal from his second emperor student.

Then he immediately came up with a lot of official business, which stumped the new emperor's heart. As for the Supreme Emperor... as long as he is really happy, he really gave everything for Da Song.

Since it is the last wish of the Supreme Emperor, he will definitely fulfill it for the Supreme Emperor.

In the time it takes for the monarch and ministers to talk, the Supreme Emperor himself...has already left Luoyang City.

With nothing to worry about, Tan Zhao's first thought was to find a friend for a drink and a chat.Life in the palace is difficult, and it is even more difficult to be an emperor who diligently calculates the world. He doesn't like people who are bound so much. The past two years are even more difficult than when he expanded his territory and became the great ancestor. Relax, when I found this friend, he was already sitting in a wine shop on the streets of Bianjing City.

Bianjing City has now changed from the capital of the dynasty to the accompanying capital, but without the suppression of the imperial fortune, the city has become more prosperous, the water transportation has expanded a lot, and even the night market is much more lively than before.

"Boss, wine for wine, okay?"

The boss himself has never been calm, but the moment he saw someone and heard the voice, he... was stunned. Could this person... be a little too familiar?Didn't it mean that Zen let the emperor take care of his health because of his serious illness?

Sure enough, these schemers have a heart.

Di Feijing quickly came to a conclusion, but his face was quite happy: "What wine?"

Tan Zhao took out a jug of wine from his arms. The palm-sized wine jug and the azure porcelain bottle were pleasing to the eye: "The time is still short. Do you want some homemade chrysanthemum wine?"

"...Change it."

But when Boss Di closed the stall, Tan Zhao didn't drink a drop of wine, but ate the Yangchun noodles made by the boss himself, which still tasted like the ordinary market, but probably because of the change of identity, he felt that there was something wrong with the noodles. Share the taste of returning to nature.

"Boss, I have nowhere to go, and I am seriously ill again, can I stay for two days?"

"..." How did this kind of person manage to become the Lord of the World and still be a good one?

However, Lai Pi's face was too high, and he managed to sneak into the mansion of the head of Liufen Hall.I have to say that Di Feijing is still a very enjoyable person. Although the house is not the largest, it reveals exquisiteness everywhere.

"Where do I live?"

Di Fei came over with a little cold eyes: "You said, if I hold you hostage today, what will happen?"

Then, he realized that he had really overestimated the former emperor, and he was full of interest, as if he was eager to try: "This idea is good, why don't we try it, Liufentang is short of money recently Is it? I’m at a disadvantage, you six and I four, how about it?”

"...I have some regrets."

"late."

"..." Di Fei squeezed his palms in shock, then suppressed his emotions, and sent him to the guest room, and now he returned to the private wine cellar with the jug of wine.He didn't know what kind of mentality it was, but he actually felt that this wine was really... Forget it, it was a gift from the emperor, so it's not an exaggeration to put it here... maybe.

Tan Zhao lived here for a full month.Of course, Di Feijing went out to do errands on the third day, and waited until the rainy night was completely cool, Hall Master Di returned to the mansion wrapped in a chill.

At this time, Tan Zhao was warming a pot of yellow soup with two dishes of appetizers in hand.

The rain was still pattering down, but the atmosphere in the mansion was not dull. Di Fei was pleasantly surprised, changed his clothes at the moment, and was sitting opposite Tan Zhao eating noodles, which were still spring noodles with spring onions in clear soup.

"You love Yangchun noodles so much, why didn't you change your name to Di Yangchun?"

"..."

"Water transport, get it in your bag."

In today's martial arts world, only Liufentang and Jinfengdriyu Tower are the most important, but the two are entrenched in the small city of Bianjing and insist on fighting to the death. Now that Jinfengdriyu Tower has moved to Nanjing, it is another story. It's been a while.

"I've already left the throne, and I still have to worry about all this, aren't you tired?"

Holding the wine glass, Tan Zhao didn't care, it was a matter of convenience: "Then Hall Master Di and Lei's family are not related, so why are you so dedicated?"

Di Fei put down his chopsticks in shock, the bottom of the bowl was already empty, he poured a glass of wine by himself, the heat was steaming upwards, just like the general trend of the world, he smiled lightly, suddenly raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of unstoppable His determination: "Is Your Majesty trying to drive a wedge between me and the Chief Hall Master?"

"My son is not here."

"..."

"Back then, Lei Yun actually wanted you to go to Luoyang, right?"

Di Fei lowered his head in shock, but a smile appeared on his lips: "Your Majesty really knows things like a god." He still stubbornly did not change his address.

Tan Zhao also went with him: "If that's the case, why don't you come?"

"I'm not afraid of going, I'm just afraid... that there will be no return."

Tan Zhao understood the attitude of the other party, maybe he didn't know it, but... he probably wanted to find a place to eat and eat, but now that the master is back, he should leave.

"This makes me feel a little bit of a sense of crisis. Let's say goodbye to today's drink, so how about drinking?"

Di Fei raised his glass in surprise, and touched it crisply: "It's all in the wine."

The rain did not know when it stopped, and there was a unique moistness of spring rain, and a unique sense of freshness and pleasantness filled the air. Tan Zhao walked under the eaves of the corridor, and suddenly turned around and asked a question: "Master Di, Is your cervical spine really one section shorter than others?"

"..."

Di Fei raised his head slightly in surprise, under the eaves of the corridor, there is no such handsome and handsome former emperor!

He suddenly smiled, and felt that after the spring rain, it was very gratifying.