On February 2, the dragon raised his head and the sky was still dark.
Lin'an Imperial Palace and Qingyan Hall were filled with gloom and gloom.
The owner here, the loyal king Zhao Mengqi, has been in a coma for three days and three nights, with no sign of waking up.
In the corner, a few young people chatted away their sleepiness.
"I secretly heard that the imperial doctor said that His Highness will never wake up, and the official family is probably going to die."
"How is it possible? The official family can just adopt another one. His Highness is also an adoptive one anyway."
"How can it be the same? His Royal Highness Prince Zhong is the only nephew of the official family..."
"So what if I'm my nephew? He's just a fool. He just gave birth to a good child. It doesn't matter if he can't wake up now. It would be better to change him to someone else than to let a fool become the emperor of our Song Dynasty."
"I heard that the ministers in the outer court call His Highness the Silly King, and they are always clamoring for the officials to choose a new crown prince. Now that His Highness is fainted again, the trouble must be more serious. I guess, today's morning court will be able to force him to do so. Let the officials decide."
At this time, the loyal king Zhao Mengqi, who was on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the strange and familiar environment in front of him, and uttered blankly, "Still in the dream?"
Huang Gou, who had been waiting in front of the bed, was very surprised to see him wake up, "God bless you, Alang, you finally woke up. Go and report it to the officials now!"
After saying that, he hurriedly ran out. As soon as he stepped out of the palace door, the dark sky suddenly lit up, and it seemed that the weather was about to change.
Lightning pierces the sky!
A roar exploded over Chongzheng Hall.
Zhao Guanjia's face was livid, and he uttered a low voice between his teeth, "Does this world belong to me? Or does it belong to you!?"
All the officials bowed their heads and remained silent.
Seeing no one answered, Zhao Guanjia became even more angry. He picked up the pen on the imperial desk and slammed it under the jade steps, "Speak! Are you mute!?"
Prime Minister Zuo and Privy Councilor Xie Fangshu left his duties and walked straight to the jade steps. Broken jade pieces on the floor creaked under his feet, making everyone's scalp numb.
"Your Majesty, this world is yours, and not just yours!" Uncle Xie Fang looked levelly, his voice was clear and sonorous, "The world is the world of China, the world of the ancestors, the ministers, the ten thousand surnames, and the three armies of the world! If it is not to force His Majesty, it is actually the most important thing for the country. To maintain the stability of the country and the country, a loyal king is not suitable to be the heir. Now he is even more unconscious and it is difficult to know whether he will live or die. How can he take on such an important task? I hope your Majesty will take on this important task. For the sake of the common people in the world, we should re-select virtuous and wise people from the royal family, establish them as princes, and establish a heir apparent as soon as possible to stabilize the country!"
The sound was like gold and jade, echoing endlessly in the slightly narrow hall, and kept beating on Zhao Guanjia's heart.
All the officials bowed together and said, "Your Majesty, please re-elect virtuous people and build a reserve as soon as possible to stabilize the country!"
Zhao Guanjia raised his eyes and saw that except for a few purple-robed ministers, all the ministers in the palace were respectfully inviting him. His face turned green and red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Are you trying to force the palace!?"
"I dare not, but for the sake of the country and the world, I have to risk my life and speak out." All the officials said in unison.
"Risk death? Hahaha! Do you mean to say that I am a foolish king or a tyrant?" Zhao Guanjia laughed angrily, "Okay! In the past, when there was something wrong with the country, you guys were always shifting the blame and scheming. It's rare that today we are all united. Come on! If I can’t comply with your wishes today, will you still allow me to take the Zen position!?”
Outside the hall, several streaks of lightning flashed in succession.
The alternation of light and darkness made the officials' expressions even more gloomy and unpredictable, "I don't dare!"
Thunder rumbled and heavy rain poured down, hitting the blue bricks and tiles. The crackling sound continued and became more rapid.
A severe headache suddenly struck, Zhao Guanjia fell down on the throne, his face was painful and sluggish, and he took a deep breath, "That's it, that's all, I'll do what I've been waiting for..."
"Official! His Highness is awake, His Royal Highness King Zhong is awake!"
A servant came out from the back of the palace and reported loudly and unexpectedly, even ignoring the etiquette and drowning out what Zhao Guanjia said later.
"Really!?" After hearing the good news, Zhao Guan's family seemed to have regained their energy and hurriedly said, "After court, go to Qingyan Hall."
Looking at the empty throne, all the officials were stunned.
Qingyan Palace Bedroom.
There was a thin young man squatting in the corner of the bed, his head wrapped in a thick linen cloth, like Ah San.
His eyes were blurred, and he murmured, "A dream of a thousand years."
Obviously, the soul in the young man's body has been replaced by another person, and his problems can only be sorted out from the original owner's limited memory.
The loyal king of the Song Dynasty, named Zhao Mengqi, had a noble but complicated status.
Zhao Mengqi's biological father was King Rong of the Song Dynasty and the only biological brother of Zhao Guan's family, while his biological mother Huang was just a dowry maid with a low status.
Because some people did not want him to be born, they tricked Huang into drinking abortion pills. Miraculously, Zhao Mengqi was still born.
It was only because of the influence of drugs that Zhao Mengqi was born with deficiencies and was physically weak. He could not walk until he was five years old, and his intelligence was also very low. He was dull and did not speak until he was seven years old. To put it simply, he was a fool.
When Zhao Mengqi was six years old, he was adopted into Zhao Guan's family, just because Zhao Guan's family had three sons, but all of them died in infancy. He lived in the palace and was always surrounded by a group of people, but they could not stop more evil intentions. gaze.
Although Zhao Mengqi has a bad mind, Zhao Guan's family still hired many teachers for him and often tested his homework.
A few days ago, Zhao Guanjia came back from the court angrily, and then kept asking him questions, but he couldn't answer them. In anger, Guanjia picked up the things on the desk and smashed them, so Zhao Mengqi fainted.
After sleeping for three days and three nights, a soul from another time and space woke up from this body.
After a long time of running in, the boy seemed to have completed his identity recognition.
The circle is never finished, and life always has to face, "Okay, I am Zhao Mengqi, a prince, and I seem to be the heir to the throne. It seems pretty good..."
What he didn't know was that his status as heir to the throne had almost been lost just now, and he might not be able to keep it in the future.
Not only that, it seems that life is not very safe either.
He heard hurried footsteps outside the palace, "What's going on!? Didn't I tell him that he would never wake up!..."
Then the sound became quieter and could no longer be heard, except for the patter of rain.
He looked at the palace maids and chamberlains around him, and found that they were all normal. They seemed to have heard nothing and were still looking at him at a loss.
A hundred feet away from the palace, in a side hall, Concubine Yan angrily questioned an imperial doctor.
"Your Majesty, please keep your voice down, walls have ears!" The imperial doctor lowered his voice and looked panicked.
"What are you afraid of? There is no one around." Concubine Yan said hard, but lowered her voice, still aggressive, "Mr. Chong, why did you agree in the first place? Are you fooling me!? Don't want your son's life!?"
There was a struggle in the eyes of Dr. Chong, but he still prayed, "Your Majesty, please don't hurt my son. I swear, I will never fool you. I really gave King Zhong the medicine. Maybe he really had God's blessing. At that time, Didn’t the abortion pill kill him too?”
"I don't care so much about my position. Tell me, what should I do now!? I'll give you one last chance!" Concubine Yan's expression was ferocious, not graceful and beautiful.
Imperial Physician Chong hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke out of Concubine Yan's impatience, "Then, we can only use the plan of extermination, but... there is a risk of being found out. I just hope that Concubine Yan can save my family by then!"
"Okay, I promise you, make the medicine as soon as possible, and the official will be back soon! We must not let him live this time!" Yan Guifei's eyes flashed with a fierceness that was incompatible with her appearance.
…
Zhao Mengqi in the bedroom fell into thinking about life again.
Before he could figure it out, the door of the dormitory was pushed open, and a graceful lady with graceful figure floated in. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Silang, you have finally woken up. It is really a manifestation of the Bodhisattva. A faithful woman will definitely look back when she comes." Pay your wish well."
After approaching, he looked at Zhao Mengqi with concern, "This little face is so pale, it's really heartbreaking. He must be still weak right now. Come here, help His Highness take medicine!"
Damn it, it’s like Dalang’s drug-taking deja vu! This bitch is trying to hurt me! ? Zhao Mengqi was excited, "I won't drink, I'm fine!"
"Oh, Shiro, you are confused again. Good medicine tastes bitter. My dear, this is for your own good. Why don't you hurry up and serve me!?" Concubine Yan was still smiling like a flower, with a face full of kindness.
Immediately, two strong women as big as a hill rushed forward, grabbed the chicken-like Zhao Mengqi, and locked his thin arms and legs firmly.
Imperial Physician Chong held a jade bowl and brought it to Zhao Mengqi's mouth with slight trembling, trying to force it down.
Looking at the soup that was greener than the bowl, Zhao Mengqi's eyes were red, he closed his mouth tightly, and his heart exploded with despair. I was going to be deleted as soon as I entered the game! ? This experience card is not so fast!
"Why are you still dawdling? Treating a disease is like putting out a fire, why don't you do it quickly!" Concubine Yan urged.
The fat hands of a strong woman grabbed Zhao Mengqi's chin and opened his mouth forcefully.
The jade bowl moved up, the cold rim of the bowl touched his pale lips, and began to tip slowly.
No!
At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Mengqi tried his best to struggle, but his right hand escaped from his control and violently knocked the medicine bowl away.
The medicine bowl fell, and everyone was dumbfounded. Zhao Mengqi also looked at his wicker-like arms and hands in disbelief. This is unscientific! Could it be? I'm not Zhao Mengqi, but Li Yuanba?
There was a thunder in the distance. It was not loud, but it brought Concubine Yan back to her senses and screamed, "Trash! A bunch of trash! They can't even catch a sick man! Why are you still standing there! Hold on to him and take him again. Here comes a bowl of medicine!”
Again? What a hatred! ?
All clay figures have three points of fire, let alone Li Yuanba!
While the two strong women were stunned, Zhao Mengqi's body shook, he broke free and punched Concubine Yan.
He punched Concubine Yan in the eye.
Concubine Yan Guifei fell to the ground in confusion.
While you are sick, I will kill you!
Zhao Mengqi stepped forward, sat down on her, raised his arms, opened his bow from left to right, and threw his palms one after another, with all his strength on that seemingly beautiful face.
