Hearing Zhao Hong's passionate words, Yang Guizhi still looked calm and said coldly.
"Your Majesty, then I wish you all your wishes come true."
She had heard these words many times before, but they were always a dream.
The weak Song Dynasty was already helpless.
Seeing Yang Guizhi's coldness in his eyes, Zhao Hong's heart became cold.
If he talks about ideals with these hard-hearted vested interests, isn't he mentally ill?
"Queen Mother, I have appointed Yang Gu as the Military Envoy of the Fengguo Army and Yang Shi as the Military Envoy of the Baoning Army. I hope they can stay safe and take care of the country. I will do my best to ensure the prosperity of the Yang family."
At this time, Zhao Hong's heart had become calm.
The conversation has reached this point, and it seems that there is no need to talk further.
The Song Dynasty is already in his hands, he can just rest assured and do his own thing.
"The Queen Mother just wants to enjoy her old age in peace and contentment, I won't do anything else."
Zhao Hong stood up and faced Mei Lin with a calm expression.
"The Northern Song Dynasty turned into the Southern Song Dynasty, with many accumulated disadvantages that are difficult to recover from. The kings, scholar-bureaucrats of the Southern Song Dynasty, you and Shi Miyuan are all the culprits who made the Southern Song Dynasty continue to slide into the abyss. I will not argue with you, because your vision is limited and you are in a Among them, we can only go with the flow. I want the Southern Song Dynasty to get on the right track, and I don’t have the energy to fight with you. Queen Mother, it is the best blessing for the Song Dynasty that you and I are in peace. Queen Mother, my child, please retire!"
Zhao Hong bowed his hands and turned to leave.
It's just a short sentence, and there's really no need to stay even a second longer.
"Your Majesty, wait!"
Zhao Hong was about to say goodbye and leave, but Yang Guizhi stopped him.
Perhaps, she had already felt Zhao Hong's boredom. This is what she fears most.
"Queen Mother, do you have any other orders?"
Zhao Hong turned his head, his face calm.
He didn't want to kill Yang Guizhi, this was the best choice. If he can lower his posture and compromise, he has done his utmost to be benevolent and righteous.
"Your Majesty, you can rest assured. I am already old and will not cause you any more trouble."
Yang Guizhi's words were listless, and it seemed that he had accepted the reality.
"Queen Mother, thank you very much, my dear!"
A smile appeared on Zhao Hong's face and he bowed respectfully.
I came to wish Yang Guizhi a happy birthday today. Isn’t that what I want from her?
"Your Majesty, I want to ask you the truth. Are you true to Yang Yi?"
Yang Guizhi changed the topic and returned to his niece.
Zhao Hong looked at Yang Guizhi in surprise and nodded slightly.
"Queen Mother, of course I am sincere to Yang Yi. When the government is stable in the future and the late emperor is buried, I will naturally welcome her into the palace."
"Your Majesty, this is all I have to say. There are many problems with Yang Yi. If you marry her, you must never leave her. Or just stop thinking about her as soon as possible and don't get entangled with her."
Yang Guizhi frowned and said, seemingly ending the topic.
"Resign, kid!"
Zhao Hong was confused and said goodbye.
Does Yang Yi, that lazy and charming lady, really have so many shortcomings?
"Your Majesty, remember to bring your "Song King Sword" next time you come, I want to see it!"
Zhao Hong was about to leave, Yang Guizhi raised his voice and said something.
"The Queen Mother can see it at any time, and the child will be brought when he comes back!"
Zhao Hongsu bowed and turned to leave.
The reason why he didn't wear the "Song King Sword" was because he didn't want Yang Guizhi to misunderstand. Unexpectedly, the shrewd Yang Guizhi guessed it.
Passing by Cuizhu, Zhao Hong smiled slightly when he saw a pretty face with rosy white and a slim and slender figure.
"She is indeed a beauty!"
"His Majesty!"
Cuizhu's face turned red and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look any further.
After Zhao Hong left, Yang Guizhi looked at Mei Lin in front of him and murmured to himself.
"Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays it when it comes. Zhao Hong, are you trying to hide your capabilities and bide your time?"
After a moment of silence, Yang Guizhi shouted softly.
"Cuizhu, come here."
"Queen Mother."
Cuizhu came up and stood beside Yang Guizhi.
"What has the emperor been busy with recently?"
Yang Guizhi asked softly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
In fact, she probably knew everything Zhao Hong did.
"Queen Mother, in addition to promulgating some new laws and regulations, I heard that your Majesty will implement the New Deal on Jiangnan East Road, prepare a naval academy in Qingyuan Mansion, and also set up a martial arts lecture hall and Jinling University Hall in Jinling."
Cuizhu said softly from the side, her face slightly red.
"Naval Academy, Jinling Martial Arts School?"
Yang Guizhi was stunned, and Cuizhu quickly took out a newspaper from her sleeve and handed it over.
"Queen Mother, this is a newspaper run by the imperial court. Everything your Majesty wants to do is published in it."
Cuizhu pointed softly from the side.
"China Daily?"
The shock in Yang Guizhi's eyes was even worse. She picked up the newspaper and read it for a moment, her eyes becoming blank.
Propaganda Department, Naval Academy, Martial Arts Lecture Hall, Prohibition of Fighting Birds and Crickets, Prohibition of Foot Binding, Anti-Corruption Department...
This Zhao Hong has done so many things in just over a month since he ascended the throne?
What on earth is he going to do?
"Queen Mother, are you okay?"
Cuizhu asked in surprise.
"I'm fine."
Yang Guizhi frowned and suddenly asked softly.
"Are Shi Miyuan and Zheng Qingzhi still in jail? How do the people of Lin'an City react?"
When Yang Guizhi mentioned Shi Miyuan, his expression did not change at all, as if he was talking about a stranger he had never met before.
"Back to the Queen Mother, Shi Miyuan and others are still in the prison of Dali Temple. I heard that they will be executed at the end of the month. The people of Lin'an City cheered and cheered. Many people..."
Cuizhu hesitated, eyes twinkling.
Yang Guizhi raised her eyebrows, and Cuizhu quickly spoke out.
"Back to the Empress Dowager, Shi Miyuan was arrested, his mansion was ransacked, and all the Shi family were demoted to common people. The people of Lin'an rejoiced, and people set off fireworks and firecrackers every day. The students of the Imperial College jointly submitted a letter to Your Majesty, demanding severe punishment for all the historians. The officials were all blocked by the officials, saying that they would only punish the culprits and not implicate the innocent."
Cuizhu tried her best to control her emotions, and the joy in her eyes was looming.
The historians of the Siming Dynasty were all scholar-bureaucrats. Shi Hao and his son Shi Miyuan were both prime ministers of the dynasty. During Shi Miyuan's period, the historians of the Siming Dynasty reached the pinnacle of their family, with power over the world.
However, Shi Miyuan's elder brother Shi Mida has passed away, and Shi Miyuan's younger brother Shi Mijian has returned to his hometown as an official.
As for Zheng Qingzhi, Yu Tianci and others who were executed together, they were just vassals of Shi Miyuan and were insignificant.
The emperor's move was magnanimous, confident and extremely wise!
"Everything is God's will, everything is God's will..."
Yang Guizhi shook his head in disappointment.
Even though Zhao Hong has shown weakness, he still wants to reassure Zhao Hong.
Letting her niece marry Zhao Hong was the first step she wanted. As long as the Yang family and Zhao Hong are married, everything will be peaceful and happy.
The corners of Yang Guizhi's lips could not help but raise slightly, and there was a hint of a smile on her face.
This Zhao Hong was still too young. As soon as he provoked him, he agreed to marry Yang Yi.
I hope he is sincere and that my niece will not act like a monster.
"Cuizhu, you and Yang Yi are close. What do you think of her entering the palace to serve the emperor?"
Yang Guizhi asked without raising his head.
My niece knows that she is sexually extravagant, addicted to alcohol, strong, jealous, flashy and sensitive. If you really become a concubine in the palace, will all these shortcomings be a blessing or a curse in the future?
"Queen Mother, Your Majesty likes Sister Yi, and Sister Yi also has Your Majesty in her heart. This is something that everyone is happy with."
Cuizhu replied in a confused and honest manner.
"It's better not to ask you."
Yang Guizhi shook his head and sat up straight. She looked up at Cuizhu, who had a slender figure, picturesque features and rosy face, and suddenly the topic changed.
"Cuizhu, what do you think of the emperor?"
If Cuizhu and Yang Yi follow Zhao Hong together, wouldn't they be able to rely on each other and help each other?
"The Queen Mother, Your Majesty is wise and wise, and has both civil and military skills. The Queen Mother can rest assured that Your Majesty will not make things difficult for the Queen Mother."
Cuizhu was confused and looked at Yang Guizhi cautiously.
"Cuizhu, tell the truth!"
Yang Guizhi's face sank slightly, but he already had a plan in mind.
He said "Your Majesty" in each mouth, with spring in his eyes, but she still couldn't tell the little thoughts of her daughter's family.
Just knowing that Zhao Hong likes to drink "bubble tea" and doesn't like being called an "official" made it clear to her. This Cuizhu is very fond of Zhao Hong.
"Returning to the Queen Mother, Your Majesty's talents and strategies, as well as his literary and military skills, will surely enrich the country and strengthen the army, and revitalize the Song Dynasty!"
Cuizhu didn't dare to hesitate and said it hurriedly.
"Cuizhu, do you like His Majesty? Are you willing to let you serve His Majesty?"
Yang Guizhi said warmly, with a smile on his face unconsciously.
"Queen Mother, slave... I can't bear to leave the Queen Mother..."
Cuizhu's face was red and her ears were red, and she was still talking harshly.
"Don't lie! I'm afraid I'm already in love with you."
Yang Guizhi didn't give Cuizhu any time to move around, and continued to ask:
"I remember that your Majesty received a pair of gold hairpins and a pair of jade bracelets last time. I rewarded you. Do you still have the gold hairpins and jade bracelets?"
"Back to...the Queen Mother, she is still there. I have kept...it well. I don't dare to wear it randomly!"
Cuizhu stammered and became panicked.
Serving young and handsome officials, is what the Queen Mother said true?
"Everything is God's will. After a few days, choose a good day, put on a gold hairpin and a jade bracelet, dress up well, and go to see the official. Remember to serve carefully, don't be presumptuous, and don't rely on favor to become arrogant."
Yang Guizhi said warmly, his eyes suddenly brightened a lot.
"Queen Mother, Your Majesty will accept slaves..."
Cuizhu whispered, but was stopped by Yang Guizhi's cold gaze and quickly shut up.
"The Queen Mother, I can't bear to leave the Queen Mother."
Cuizhu knelt down with tears in her eyes.
Although Yang Guizhi is domineering, he is very protective of his shortcomings. The maids like them have received many gifts.
"Cuizhu, you are already sixteen years old. You are young and beautiful. You are also aware of the etiquette in the palace. You should have a destination. Don't worry, His Majesty will definitely not refuse you when he knows that I asked you to go."
Yang Guizhi whispered, and Cuizhu got up in panic.
"Go down, clean up, and get there as soon as possible."
Cuizhu retreated, Yang Guizhi watched her disappear, and then asked the eunuch beside him:
"Where's Yang Yi? Has he returned to his hometown?"
"Yes, Miss Yang left on the second day after His Majesty ascended the throne."
The eunuch stepped forward and replied softly.
"Tell her to come back. Tell her that I and Your Majesty are in peace, and she can do what she likes."
Yang Guizhi said quietly, his tone suddenly became much gentler.
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Xue and Mr. Xuan are here, saying they want to wish you a birthday."
"The Queen Mother, people from the Wu Mansion and the Yang Mansion are also here, and they all bring congratulatory gifts."
"The Queen Mother, Zhou Zhaoyi and the concubines from the harem are also here. Zhou Zhaoyi has already had meals prepared."
The eunuchs reported one by one, and Yang Guizhi's face became much rosier.
"Go, invite them in, and don't make any noise. It's still the late emperor's national mourning period, so it's not appropriate to make any noise."
Zhao Hong's absence was just to avoid suspicion and avoid embarrassing her. He asked his concubines to celebrate his birthday and worked hard.
Yang Guizhi stood up, looked at the sunny Merlin, and murmured to himself.
"Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays it when it comes. She wields her sword to cut through the floating clouds, and all the princes come to the west. Zhao Hong, I really underestimate you!"
Yang Guizhi's voice was soft, but it contained unspeakable emotion.
All nations come to court, and guests from all over the world are conquered. The distant Western Region, the vast desert, the nine bends of the Yellow River, the majestic sea, everything the sun shines on and wherever the rivers reach is my world of the Song Dynasty...
Is this wishful thinking and arrogance, or is it the helplessness and sadness of Jiangshan North?
Thinking about it in his heart, Yang Guizhi walked briskly and his whole body relaxed.
Now that the Song Dynasty is in Zhao Hong's hands, it's up to him to do whatever he wants. Just enjoy your old age in peace. What does this have to do with yourself?
