Yang Guizhi's funeral finally ended. He was posthumously named Gong Sheng Renlie at the age of 76 and was buried in Yongmao Mausoleum, Shaoxing.
And Zhao Hong was finally freed from the complicated funeral. Unknowingly, it was already the end of the third year of Jianwu.
A fire in Lin'an at the end of October completely burned down the Imperial Ancestral Temple of the Song Dynasty, the Three Provinces and Six Ministries, the Yushitai, the Secretary's Office, and the Jade Document Office. Zhao Hong had no choice but to issue an edict to appease the people. He provided 300,000 guan to seal the warehouses, abundant rice grains in the warehouses, provided relief to the burned-out families, and exempted merchants from inside and outside Lin'an Prefecture from taxes for three months.
What makes Zhao Hong confused is that it has been eight years since he ascended the throne, and the New Deal has been implemented in various places for more than five years. Why are there still people rioting? Why are there so many corrupt officials? Is it because people are unpredictable, or is there another reason?
In his opinion, as long as those with vested interests are willing to give up a little bit of their benefits so that the people will not starve to death, there will be no riots. If all officials perform their duties, why are there so many corrupt officials?
After two months, the civil strife was basically settled, and the generals in the army began to report, demanding the Northern Expedition, which also caused Zhao Hong to feel upset and headache.
Inexplicably, he felt a little disgusted and a little tired of the war.
Life is already full of frustrations. If you can’t live as you wish, how can you have peace of mind?
When he came back from the court, it was already dark. He passed by Ciyuan Hall in the harem. Although he was exhausted, he still looked at his children and fulfilled his father's responsibilities, but found that his stepmother Yu was also in the palace. .
"Mom, why are you here? I can send someone to pick you up."
Zhao Hong asked in surprise.
All in all, he hadn't visited his stepmother for several months.
"You are so busy and I have nothing to do, so I came over to see my grandchildren."
Mrs. Yu looked at her son and said lovingly.
Zhao Hong is a man of many things, a man of military strength. He is young, just thirty years old, and already has white hair on his temples.
However, his son has made great achievements in national affairs, and his heirs are also unambiguous. She was also relieved to have a large number of royal grandchildren. The royal family of the Song Dynasty had always had few heirs, but it was only with Zhao Hong that they really avenged their past humiliation.
The Song Dynasty was booming, the country was rich and the army was strong, but the son was working too hard.
"Mom, you are alone now. Do you want me to choose one from the clan to enter Prince Siyi's Mansion?"
Zhao Guicheng was driven out of Lin'an City, and Prince Yi's palace had no successors. If you don't choose an heir, I'm afraid this branch will die.
"Forget it, son. Mom is getting old and can't stand the trouble anymore. The Zhao Guicheng in front of me has already let my mother..."
Mrs. Yu waved her hands, tears almost falling.
"Mom, Zhao Guicheng is alive and well, so don't think too much about it."
Even though Zhao Guicheng only stayed in Prince Yi's Mansion for two years, he still had some feelings for the Yu family. This was one of the reasons why Zhao Hong did not kill Zhao Guicheng.
Zhao Hong thought for a moment and continued:
"Mom, what do you think? Let Zheng'er inherit the throne of King Yi, and you will be his grandmother from now on?"
Zhao Zheng is his and Jia Sijin's son and his third son. He is five years old this year. If Zhao Zheng inherited the lineage of King Yi, his merits would be considered complete.
"Will Jia Jieyu agree to this?"
Mrs. Yu also started to feel excited.
It was her husband Zhao Huan's last wish to be the successor of King Yi, so she chose Zhao Hong's son to succeed her and married him personally.
"Mom, don't worry. Jia Jieyu is pregnant again, and her stomach is pounding. It should be a boy again. Just don't worry and be your grandmother."
Although Jia Sijin is tactful, he understands the overall situation. If it were Li Weiming or Zhou Xiuniang, I'm afraid it would be difficult to fool them.
"That's good! That's good! Your father can rest in peace. Otherwise, the lineage of King Yi will really be cut off!"
Mrs. Yu nodded repeatedly, smiled and wiped away her tears, obviously very happy that the royal family had an heir and an heir to King Yi.
"Mom, if you have nothing to do in the future, you can live in the palace so that we, mother and son, can talk more."
Zhao Hong was also filled with emotion and quickly comforted him warmly.
Mrs. Yu is inevitably lonely when she is alone. She is in a better mood when she is often with her grandchildren.
"You, you are so busy all day long. Even if I live in the palace, it is difficult for me to see you. But don't worry, I will come to the palace often, and I can't bear to leave my grandchildren."
Yu's words made Zhao Hong burst into laughter.
"Mom, you better understand me."
Human feelings are cold and warm, and you know yourself. Without family love, life would be too miserable.
"Keep your voice down, Xinxin just fell asleep, don't wake her up."
Zhao Hong was startled by Yu's words, and then his face fell.
"Where is Yang Yi? Is she not here?"
Zhao Xinxin is his and Yang Yi's daughter, who will be five years old soon. The daughter fell asleep, but did not see Yang Yi. She must have left the palace again.
Sure enough, Mrs. Yu shook her head, looking a little dissatisfied.
"Mom doesn't know, maybe she left the palace."
It is well known that Zhao Hong wants to make Zhou Xiuniang queen. But this move seemed to make Yang Yi dissatisfied, and it was difficult for her to be seen in the palace.
"He left the palace again! Doesn't she care about the child?"
Zhao Hong was slightly angry.
It can't be possible. He, the emperor, takes care of children all day long, right?
Throughout the year, he was busy outside for a long time, and negative news about Yang Yi kept coming to his ears. He was drunk and enjoying himself. And since Yang Guizhi passed away, Yang Yi has become more and more excessive, and has become somewhat unfamiliar to him.
It seems that even if Zhou Xiuniang is made queen, she may not be able to do anything to Yang Yi.
"You are running around all day long, and you don't take good care of the concubines in the harem. Xiu Niang has a good temper and can't take care of others. Li Weiming is capable, but she is unwilling to take care of others. Cuizhu doesn't have enough brains and is dull. Jia Si Jin is okay, but she is too smooth..."
Mrs. Yu began to scold Zhao Hong in a low voice.
"Mom, I've made you worry so much."
Zhao Hong was embarrassed and smiled apologetically.
Fortunately, these women of his are incompatible and treat each other as guests. If they fight overtly and covertly all day long, wouldn't it be a big headache for him?
Cuizhu doesn't have enough brains, is she stupid?
People are kind and simple, but when they get to the palace, these are all sins.
"Son, the Yang family is like this. Don't take it to heart. You are tired enough. Don't be distracted by these little things."
Mrs. Yu continued, crying out for her son.
Yang Guizhi was so arrogant and domineering that he almost killed his son, but he still managed to die a good death. Now there is another Yang Yi who does not know how to behave, spends extravagantly and drinks alcohol, which is really hard for Zhao Hong.
Son, life is really hard enough!
"Princess Yi, please speak clearly. Why did our Yang family offend you and let you talk behind your back like this?"
Just as Zhao Hong was about to speak, Yang Yi suddenly appeared and accused Yu.
"Yang Yi, how can you talk to mother like this? Apologize to mother quickly!"
Smelling the strong smell of alcohol on Yang Yi, Zhao Hong couldn't help but frown, and subconsciously slapped the smell of alcohol in front of his nose.
No need to ask, Yang Yi drank a lot again.
"Forget it, forget it! Stop talking and rest now."
Mrs. Yu saw Zhao Hong's dark face and quickly persuaded him.
"Why are you pretending to be a good person? Why should I apologize? It's obviously her fault, how can you ask me to apologize? What happened to my Yang family? When my aunt was alive, you made irresponsible remarks and had no good intentions. My aunt is now dead. No more, I have no backer, you all bullied me into the palace!"
Perhaps because of the drunkenness or depression, Yang Yi screamed loudly, hoarse, leaving Zhao Hong stunned for a moment.
Is this the Yang Yi he knows?
"Yang Yi, don't you have any idea what your aunt and the Yang family have done to me? My mother, tell me what's wrong? You ran out of the palace to drink and have fun, and your daughter didn't care. Can't mother say a few words? Look at yourself, do you still look like a mother?"
Seeing Mrs. Yu's eyes welling up with tears, Zhao Hong was also furious and his voice became louder unconsciously.
He has always been very graceful towards his women and rarely gets angry. This may be related to the concept of equality between men and women in his mind.
But he is a king after all and cannot take care of everyone carefully. But he didn't expect that Yang Yi would be like this.
Is it the emptiness inside, or is he really doing too badly?
"I don't look like a mother, do you look like a father? Am I older now and can't compare to Jia Sijin and the others? You men are all the same!"
Yang Yi took a few steps forward and confronted Zhao Hong directly without flinching.
Yang Yi's eyes were red, and there was a hint of ferocity in them. Zhao Hong was frightened, shook his head and sighed.
"How could you be like this? You really disappoint me."
Bowl. Time passes and people change.
"What's wrong with me? I am nothing in your heart, nothing! In your heart it is all your Song and your ambition, so who am I? I already hate this kind of life, hate that you often go out, people There are no ghosts or ghosts!”
Perhaps Zhao Hong's sigh irritated Yang Yi, and the anger in her heart was suddenly aroused.
"As for the queen, I am the oldest and come from a famous family. Am I not as good as a merchant's daughter? Is it because my aunt is dead that you don't take my Yang family seriously? You made Zhou Xiuniang your queen. In your eyes Is there still me in there?"
"Yang Yi, do you know what you are talking about?"
The anger in Zhao Hong's heart was unknowingly ignited.
"As the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, of course I have to consider the country of the Song Dynasty. I can't just watch foreign enemies invade and the people of the Song Dynasty suffer. Is it wrong for me to devote myself to the country and the people? You are the queen, you have Like a queen?"
Zhao Hong was so angry that his whole face turned red. Mrs. Yu quickly pushed him out.
"Jun'er, stop talking, say less!"
"Yes, you are not at fault, it is all my fault! That's it! You go and work for your country and your people, what do you care about me? I am nothing in your heart, not even shit! You can't compare Zhou Xiuniang is no better than Li Weiming, let alone that vixen Jia Sijin. You can divorce me!"
Yang Yi's hysterical roar woke up the sleeping child inside, who started crying loudly.
"Why are you crying! Shut up!"
Yang Yi shouted angrily, and Zhao Huan's crying stopped abruptly.
Zhao Hong looked at Yang Yi in surprise, his eyes painful.
Is this still the graceful and charming woman in his impression?
He has always been gentle and gentle with the women in his harem and has never said anything harsh. Is it his fault? What did he do wrong?
The state affairs of the Song Dynasty were complicated, and the Mongolian cavalry was eyeing them. Is it wrong to work hard on state affairs?
Do you want the king of his country to accompany them every day, like Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei?
After Yashan, one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians went to the sea. Faced with the tragic fate of the Song Dynasty, it was a pity that he couldn't do it!
"Jun'er, speak properly and don't scare the child!"
Mrs. Yu quickly comforted Zhao Hong. She wanted to coax the child, but was stopped by Yang Yi who had lost her mind and scolded Yu.
"Don't pretend to be a good person! The last time I wanted to live in Deoksugung Palace, you were the one who messed me up! You do one thing in front of others and another behind your back. You really deserve it!"
Yang Yi's saliva flew, Yu's face turned red with embarrassment and anger, Zhao Hong was shocked and angry, and shouted sternly:
"Yang Yi, why are you so drunk? Get out of here!"
He was furious several times tonight, and his impatience had reached its limit.
"Zhao Hong, are you talking to me? Why are you like this?"
Zhao Hong roared loudly, Yang Yi was startled, and most of the wine woke him up.
"Jun'er, forget it! The children have all been woken up!"
Yu had no choice but to go over and coax the child.
"That's you! Get out of the palace! Get out now! Now!"
Zhao Hong pointed outside, his face full of anger, and he roared at the top of his lungs.
Zhou Xiuniang, Jia Sijin and others who came over after hearing the sound looked at this scene with fear.
In their impression, Zhao Hong didn't even say harsh words to them, not to mention swearing so fiercely.
"Okay, okay! I'll get out! Don't look for me for the rest of your life! Don't look for me for the rest of your life!"
Yang Yi was so angry that he was shaking all over, turned around and left without looking back.
"Come back and leave her alone! Let her sober up on her own!"
Cuizhu wanted to chase Yang Yi, but was stopped by Zhao Hong, who cautiously stepped back.
"Be good, Xinxin, don't cry. Jun'er, what are you doing? It's all your mother's fault! Don't talk too much!"
Mrs. Yu burst into tears and complained about herself.
"Mom, you don't have to blame yourself. It has nothing to do with you. It's all the child's fault. Let her sober up and she will be fine in a few days."
Zhao Hong persuaded Mrs. Yu to take her daughter over, but Zhou Xiuniang snatched her away again.
There were a lot of rumors about her being the master of the harem, but Yang Guizhi's mourning period was not yet completely over, and there was no conclusion, so she didn't ask or push for it.
From her heart, as long as Zhao Hong has this heart for her.
"Your Majesty, just leave Xinxin to me, and don't worry about it anymore!"
Jia Sijin said quickly, comforting the furious Zhao Hong.
"Your Majesty, calm down. Yang Guiyi is just in a bad mood. Nothing will happen to her in a few days."
Cuizhu also comforted Zhao Hong softly.
Zhao Hong shook his head, his expression was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with sadness.
"Tell me, how could a person become like this?"
Cuizhu, Zhou Xiuniang and others looked at each other, speechless.
This Yang Yi is pampered, but only they know the taste of it.
Zhao Hong subconsciously raised his head and glanced around, but there was no sign of Li Weiming.
"What a failure as a human being!"
Zhao Hong was disheartened and muttered something to himself.
