"Your Majesty, woo woo woo, Your Majesty is bound to heaven..."
"It's so noisy, what are they arguing about?" Zhao Yi woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and looked towards the commotion.
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"Come quickly! Your Majesty has tricked the corpse!"
"Quick, run, the room is sealed!"
A group of eunuchs and maids were so frightened that they ran away. One knocked over the basin, the other overturned the table. There were three or two little eunuchs who hit the pillars and fainted.
"You bastard! His Majesty just passed away. How unbecoming of you to shout and yell like this!" Another group of people broke in, and an old man at the head scolded them.
"Master Chen, Master Chen, it's not good, Your Majesty has faked the corpse, run away!" An old eunuch crawled over and hugged the old man's thigh and shouted.
The old man thought he was well-informed, so he pushed the old eunuch away and said, "Get out of the way! I think your majesty is not dead. I will go see your majesty."
Despite his age, the old man was quite steady. He took three steps and two steps at a time, and came to Zhao Yi's bed, looking carefully at His Majesty who had left and returned.
The old man secretly marveled in his heart: Your Majesty was divined by a star official when he was a child. Your Majesty has a majestic face, eyes like stars, but his cheeks are fleshy, his arms are long and weak, and his legs and feet are weak. Although he has the appearance of an emperor, he is short-lived. Now that I have come back, I seem to be stronger and more heroic than before, but...why is there a faint mole on the Yintang, which lacks the majesty of an emperor...
Zhao Yizhi looked at him with a sleepy look on his face. Just as he was about to speak, the old man knelt down with a plop: "Your Majesty went down and came back. It is truly a great blessing. The world is so lucky and the people are so lucky! I hope that Your Majesty will take the body of a dragon. It's important not to do that ridiculous thing again!" After saying that, he kowtowed to the ground.
Zhao Yizhi was stunned, looked around, and then looked at the seriousness of the old man, and the word "time travel" jumped into his mind.
Zhao Yizhi quickly got out of bed and tried to help the old man, "Get up quickly, old man. Don't kowtow yet. I have a few questions to ask you."
The old man stood up tremblingly and said, "I know everything I know."
Zhao Yizhi ran to the window and looked out the window, "This is the palace, not a studio..."
He turned around, supported the old man, and asked many questions in one breath: "Which dynasty is it now? What year is it this year? Is this Jinling? Or Yanjing? What is my status? Emperor? What is your... official position?" Zhao Yi Zhi looked at the official uniform he was wearing, subconsciously changed his words, and stared at him waiting for an answer.
The old man looked at Zhao Yizhi in bewilderment. Seeing that his expression was not playful, he dusted his sleeves and crossed his hands and replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, this dynasty is the Great Qi Dynasty. This year is the third year of celebration. You are the current Holy Emperor." , the Lord of all peoples. This is the Jinling Palace. Chen Song, an old minister, is not talented. I was granted the post of Tutor by the grace of the late emperor. He has accomplished nothing and has wasted his salary. I feel ashamed."
This time Zhao Yizhi was stunned. No matter how bad his history was, he still knew that there was no Qi Dynasty in history, let alone the Qingguan Period. He had never heard of it.
Slowly bending down to lift up the stool that had fallen to the side, he sat on the stool while desperately thinking about his memories. It was not the pitiful bit of historical knowledge, but thinking about when he fell asleep before waking up. , what is he doing.
The old eunuch watched for a long time and knew that this was not a fake corpse. It must have been misdiagnosed by the incompetent doctor. If he dared to misdiagnose such a thing, he would definitely have his house ransacked and his family wiped out.
Thinking of this, he quickly poured a glass of warm water and served it before bringing it to Zhao Yizhi.
Zhao Yizhi took it and thanked him. Suddenly, looking at the clear water in the cup, memories came flooding back to him. His hand slipped and the cup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces. The old eunuch, who was kneeling and kowtowing in fear, was lost in memories.
He remembered that he had just completed the company's documents last night and came to the river to enjoy the river breeze. Suddenly, I saw the waves break in the middle of the river, and something swam very fast. Taking a closer look, something appeared in the center of the river, about tens of meters long. It's just... when you swim closer, it's even more remarkable when you take a closer look. This thing is definitely a fish, but it has a pair of bird wings and makes a chirping sound. The fish swam closer, and a pair of fish eyes turned towards the middle at the same time, looking at Zhao Yizhi and blinking.
Zhao Yizhi was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe. Just as he was about to run away, the fish suddenly turned around and slapped its tail on the surface of the water. A jet of water arose and rushed towards the door in front of Zhao Yizhi. Then it moved back. I don't remember anything about it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yizhi raised his head and asked: "Mr. Chen, if a fish is tens of meters long, has a fish body and bird wings, and makes bird sounds, do you know what it is?"
Chen Song thought for a while and replied: "The body of a fish and the wings of a bird are also the sound of a bird. It has been recorded in the Book of Mountains and Seas that this thing is called a cockroach. If this thing appears, there will be floods wherever it appears. Your Majesty has not even left the palace. , saw the cockroach fish, this is God’s warning to Your Majesty, Your Majesty should..."
Zhao Yizhi waved his hand: "That's enough, that's enough, Mr. Chen, tell me about the history of this dynasty."
Chen Song felt more and more that His Majesty was a little strange today. Not to mention asking him questions on weekdays, even meeting him was extremely difficult. Today, not only did he ask questions one after another, but they all asked strange questions.
Chen Song still held up his hands and said: "In the twelfth year of Wude in the Tang Dynasty, the world was dissatisfied with the strict policies and heavy taxes of the Tang Dynasty. Nine states revolted one after another. The people spontaneously formed an army and went to attack Chang'an. Within three months, Chang'an was defeated. Li Jiancheng, the second emperor of the Tang Dynasty, was defeated by the rebel army. Killed. Since then, the world has been in constant disputes, which lasted for more than 400 years. Our dynasty, Qi Taizu and the other nine ancestors, went through hardships, overcame thorns and thorns, fought in various places, and wiped out 14 rebels. It has been more than 600 years now. That’s it.”
Zhao Yizhi heard this and thought, "Li Jiancheng, the second emperor of the Tang Dynasty, must have failed in Li Shimin's Xuanwumen revolution. There have been four hundred years of disputes and six hundred years since the founding of the dynasty. That means a thousand years have passed. Then it should have been... Ming Dynasty? Jinling? Forget it, let’s not worry about these complicated things. For now, I must have traveled to another dimension. I hope to be a son of the plane like Liu Che, hehehe.”
Chen Song saw Zhao Yizhi frowning and smirking, and knelt down again with a plop: "Your Majesty, don't be greedy for pleasure, the country is in danger. If your Majesty doesn't cheer up, Li Jiancheng, the second emperor of the Tang Dynasty, will end, and we are not far away. . I risk my life today to ask for advice. I hope that Your Majesty will give priority to the dragon body and the people and the country, so that he can govern the country by himself. It is not a pity for the old minister to die, but I have no face to see the late emperor."
When Zhao Yizhi saw this, he remembered what Mr. Chen had said about "many people sleeping together" when he came in. He coughed dryly. It seemed that his predecessor was not very strict in his life...
"Wait a minute, what did you just say? The country is in danger?" Only then did Zhao Yizhi think of the important point: Emperor Chongzhen was so miserable in history, don't think I have to imitate him just now. "Tell me, where are the rebels?"
This time it was Chen Song who was stunned again: "Your Majesty, please don't panic, now Yu Nei has clarified, it's just..."
"Just what? Come on, don't scare me."
"It's just that the eight kings have not respected orders for a long time, and have raised large numbers of private soldiers in various places. The martial arts among the people has become increasingly fierce, and the people have established martial arts sects. The government is unable to control it. At present, Wancheng is seriously flooded, and many people are displaced. I believe your Majesty will see you. That cockroach should be here. Your Majesty, it should be..."
Zhao Yizhi waved his hand quickly, "You understand, work hard, right? Speak slowly, now eight kings, now nine kings, first tell me how many kings there are in our Daqi Dynasty."
Don't be like the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and declare more than 2,000 kings to me... Zhao Yizhi's face did not change much, but he prayed silently in his heart.
Seeing that His Majesty was finally interested in the important matters of Sheji, Chen Song did not bother to bow and cup his hands, and opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty, how come you don't even know this? This dynasty was founded by Taizu Qi and nine sworn brothers. Taizu After ascending the throne, the eight ancestors were entrusted with four territories to consolidate their territory. Only Zhou Yu, the military strategist general of Qi Taizu, did not receive any territory and was only in the capital. Qi Taizu established a new minister of literature and worshiped Zhou Yu as the minister of literature. He is ranked above the three princes. The other eight ancestors have been entrusted with various enfeoffments. Over the past six hundred years, the eight kings have all held hereditary titles and raised private soldiers, and their power has gradually grown..."
Zhao Yizhi nodded, "It doesn't matter. Since six hundred years have passed, we are not in a hurry. What about the people?"
"Your Majesty, martial arts is becoming more and more popular among the people. Major gangs have formed, such as the Beggar Gang in Jingxiang, the Tangmen in Bashu, Taiyi in Guanzhong, etc. The number of followers is increasing day by day, and the problem is very serious. Your Majesty should deal with it this morning. , too late will be dangerous.”
Chen Song frowned. Even the imperial tutor in the capital was so melancholy. He must have been in a serious situation.
Only then did Zhao Yizhi realize that the old eunuch was still kowtowing to the side, and he helped him up. "No matter how strong the power of the people is, it cannot compete with the imperial court. This matter can be tolerated. Old man, it doesn't have to be like this. I don't know why." call?"
The old eunuch stood up tremblingly, "Your Majesty, my name is Wang Zhenliang. I did not intend to offend Your Majesty. Please forgive me."
Zhao Yizhi sat back on the stool, rubbed his forehead and said: "Nothing, nothing, let's solve the immediate problem first, and tomorrow the court will discuss what to do about the flood in Wancheng..."
When Chen Song heard Zhao Yizhi's words, he didn't care about the magnanimity of a first-class civil servant. He was so excited that he burst into tears. "Old minister, go do it immediately! Go do it immediately!" After saying that, he bowed and retreated, with a runny nose. He trotted out in tears and shouted, "Thanks to the blessing of the late Emperor, I am so lucky to have Daqi! I am so lucky!..." The voice gradually faded away.
Zhao Yizhi smiled bitterly, shook his head, and waved his hand, "You all go down, I want to take a rest." The old eunuch and a group of eunuchs and maids exited the palace in an orderly manner.
Zhao Yizhi walked to the window, looked at the palace outside and sighed, "I think it is God's will. For the sake of wealth and life... we need to save the country..."
At the same time, in Wancheng, there was already a vast land, and the turbid floods were approaching the eaves. Countless men, women, and children were hugging each other on the roof, crying loudly, or calling relatives and friends. From time to time, some people were slapped on the roof. The floodwaters from the roof swept away, causing heart-rending wails from relatives.
"boom"
Another shorter house couldn't withstand the beating of the flood and disappeared in an instant among the waves. A mother and daughter hugged each other tightly in the house. They didn't even have time to shout, but they followed the whirlpool of water produced by the collapse of the house and disappeared.
People on other rooftops could only watch blankly from their own safety zones. No one knew how long the house under their feet could last.
Not far from the collapsed house, a man stood blankly on a tall red brick house, staring blankly at the place where his wife and daughter disappeared.
Suddenly, a strong man plunged in the direction of his wife and daughter, and was swept away by the current. The people around me had no time to react, so they could only sigh...
The city wall was crowded with refugees who had come to seek refuge. The child was standing by the wall calling for daddy, and the mother was lying on the wall crying for her son.
Officers and soldiers with guns guarded the rescued food in the city. Scholars hugged their soaked parcels and were dejected. Monks sat by the wall and silently recited "My Buddha is Merciful". Vendors were busy leaning out and trying to salvage some from the water. Floating cargo, regardless of whether the cargo is your own...
A young man folded his arms and leaned against the city wall with his head hanging as if asleep. After a while, he raised his head.
Wet hair hangs down in front of his forehead, and there is a little stubble on his lips. One leg of his pants is missing, revealing his dark skin and strong muscles. What's even more concerning is the light mole at the end of his left eye, which looks just right and has a dash of elegance mixed with his heroic demeanor.
He kept looking at the people fleeing on the city wall, and then turned to look at the refugees in the city who had not had time to hide on the city wall and had to hide on the roof. Quietly clenching his fists, "We need to save the common people..."
