Great fusion of heaven and earth

Chapter 13 The Great Song Who Knows History

Inside the Yanfu Palace.

"Yansi." Zhao Heng instructed, "You are guarding at the gate of the main hall, and no one is allowed to enter."

"The command of the last general" Yang Yansi bowed and stepped back.

"Yes, today's event"

"The last general is a dead man." Yang Yansi bowed at the entrance of the hall and replied.

Just say it, close the door and guard it at the door. At this time, a gust of cold wind blows, and I only feel that the front and back are cold. It turns out that the clothes have been penetrated by cold sweat.

"Fortunately, Your Majesty is a benevolent prince." Yang Yansi muttered to himself.

After that, he began to be vigilant around him.

"Eunuch Li." Zhao Yuanzuo looked at Li Wen.

"The old slave is the family servant of the Zhao family in Zhuo County. He entered the palace voluntarily, and now he has experienced three generations of emperors." Li Wen could not afford to stand up.

"Mr. Li, what are you talking about?" Zhao Heng stretched out his hand to help him, "I really want you to go to Xuan Kou to go to Wende Hall and wait for the call."

"Old slave leads the decree." Li Wen slowly exited Yanfu Palace and walked towards Kou Mansion on Mahang Street outside the palace.

"Guanjia, don't you want to ask about Liu E?" Zhao Yuanzuo asked.

"Brother, let me read this book first." Zhao Heng said weakly.

"Do you believe what they say?"

"I don't know."

"If it's true, so what?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know, I don't know that, what kind of emperor you are." Zhao Yuanzuo said angrily.

"Eldest brother, if you hadn't set fire to the East Palace, the second brother would have died early, and this position would not have belonged to me." Zhao Heng sighed.

"This throne can make brothers turn against each other and kill each other. I will never sit on the ground." Zhao Yuanzuo said sternly, "You still think about what to do."

"Didn't you tell Duke Li to declare Kou Pingzhong?" Zhao Heng flipped through the book and said.

"Kou Zhun is a foreign minister." Zhao Yuanzuo said.

"Kou Pingzhong has no queen." Zhao Heng said quietly.

"Isn't there Kou Meng?"

"That's just the adopted son, not the parent-child."

There were only two heavy breathing sounds left in the hall.

"Brother, you should also read this book."

"Don't look, I'm not the emperor."

"But you are the head of the clan."

"Weizheng is Da Zongzheng."

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"Xiaoxiao, how did you know that there was a fool emperor in the Song Dynasty?" Zhuo Qun asked.

"Hongmei Pavilion's play, you know." Tang Xiaoxiao tucked her hair behind her ears, "When I was an actor, I watched it and wrote it down."

"Isn't it said in the Hongmei Pavilion that the emperor is a fool?"

"When I was watching the play, I checked it out." Tang Xiaoxiao walked through the bookshelf and checked the books.

"Taiping Guangji", "Taiping Yulan", "Wenyuan Yinghua", "Cifu Yuangui", the four major books of the Song Dynasty are all complete versions. "Art and Literature Collection", "Wenguan Cilin", "Beitang Shuchao" was officially revised in the Tang Dynasty, Yu Shinan's "Beitang Shupai" and Bai Juyi's "Bai Kong Liu Tie" are all complete copies." Zhuo Qun's eyes were shining and his palms were sweating.

"What's wrong with these books, aren't there in modern times?" Tang Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled, isn't it just books.

"You know I'm from Modu University, so do you know which department I'm studying?" Zhuo Qun was in high spirits at this moment, "I'm a classical literature major, and I also took ancient Chinese history as an elective, and I also taught myself philosophy and economics. and I have completed all the credits in these four subjects.”

At this moment, Zhuo Qun laughed like a fox that stole a chicken.

""Cefu Yuangui" is widely collected, and it can be said that it summarizes the seventeen histories. It is divided into 31 parts, each with a general preface, and its scripture system, with a thousand volumes. "Old Tang Book" has been lost for a long time, here There are all the old Tang books, no, they are still Tang books at this time."

"Tai Ping Guang Ji has 92 volumes and [-] catalogues, divided into [-] categories. It specializes in unofficial histories and miscellaneous novels. It is the earliest compilation of fairy tales."

""Taiping Yulan" is a collection of group books, which are divided into 55 parts and 550 categories and compiled into thousands of volumes. There are more than 1000 ancient books quoted in the book, which can be found here."

""Wenyuan Yinghua" is a collection of literature from the Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty to the Five Dynasties."

"Even if this time travel fails, as long as you can take these books away, it will be worth it." Zhuo Qun opened his arms and embraced the world.

"If you can take away all the paintings and calligraphy in the secret pavilion." Zhuo Qun closed his eyes slightly, "Next time you cross, find a large army, have a blitzkrieg battle, and snatch the secret pavilion, how about it."

"Are you crazy?" Tang Xiaoxiao suddenly knocked Zhuo Qun down, "Zuo Qun are you crazy!! Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I'm not crazy, these are handed down treasures." Zhuo Qun wanted to push away Tang Xiaoxiao, who was pressing on him, "You know, these are handed down treasures."

"Even if there are no "Xuanhe Books", "Xuanhe Paintings" and "Xuanhe Bogu Tu" in the current three halls of the secret pavilion, four or five of the treasures recorded there are still there." Zhuo Qun's eyes flashed red. panting. "The fight is worth it.

"I think you're crazy." Tang Xiaoxiao gave Zhuo Qun two slaps, "We don't have to rob it. We can exchange it. If these things are really treasures, the country can exchange them."

"Yes, yes. It can be exchanged, it can be exchanged." Zhuo Qun calmed down. "Sorry, smile, I lost my temper."

"Yo, are your husband and wife going to give a big gift here in London?"

Tang Xiaoxiao hurriedly got up from Zhuo Qun and sorted clothes with Zhuo Qun, and found out that it was the King of Chu, Zhao Yuanzuo.

"You kid just said that you want to fight with my Song Dynasty for these ancient paintings and calligraphy, is it true?" Zhao Yuanzuo asked leaning against the bookshelf.

"You heard it wrong." Tang Xiaoxiao said hurriedly.

"Smile, don't hide it, the King of Chu is not, it should be the general Tiance who brought the sword to the palace." Zhuo Qun changed his previous style, "How did you find out."

"Pretend to be crazy and sell stupid?" Zhao Yuanzuo tilted his head and smiled, "Boy, your father, I played a trick ten years ago."

"What are you doing here, who did Zhao Heng meet?"

"you guess."

"Cao Wei, Wang Deyong, Ma Zhijie, Li Jixuan, Kou Zhun."

"Four generals, one prime minister, what are you thinking?" Zhao Yuanzuo was a little far-fetched.

"Xiazhou Li Deming."

"What's the excuse?"

"Li Deming calls himself the king and the emperor."

"That's actually."

"Practice soldiers, war horses." Zhuo Qun said slowly

"The wise man, the officials went to Kou Zhun first. Guess what you asked." Zhao Yuanzuo pulled a chair and sat down.

Zhuo Qun waved and motioned for Tang Xiaoxiao to come over to the chair, "Is the forbidden army available?"

"You must know that the whole world thinks that officials are happy and war-weary." Zhao Yuanzuo looked at Zhuo Qun.

"What about the Jingguan of the Prestige Army?" Zhuo Qun sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed. "Forget the world, Li Jixuan, who built the Jingguan, awarded the prize, and specially added the inspector and Shiyi."

"Yeah, they all forgot." Zhao Yuanzuo looked at Zhuo Qun, "How can Kou Zhun be able to hold the emperor hostage, and the emperor does not want anyone to force him."

"So Kou Zhun went to Shanzhou."

"That's right, it was Shanzhou that the Son of Heaven sent him to."

"Wang Qin is a chess piece." Zhuo Qun said with certainty.

"That's right." Zhao Yuanzuo said, "The official family really wants to summon those five people, but only Kou Zhun, Cao Wei, Wang Deyong, and Ma Zhijie can come. Li Jixuan is sick, and I'm afraid it won't work."

"The Vanguard is gone?"

"Also, Yang Yansi and the Huyan family." Zhao Yuanzuo touched the hilt of his sword.

"It seems that the Pan and Yang family's affairs have to be resolved, who will bear the blame." Zhuo Qun touched the chair.

"President Wang Qiang." Zhao Yuanzuo gritted his teeth.

"Wang Qiang?" Zhuo Qun shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

"Thirty-two years ago, he didn't have that name." Zhao Yuanzuo had a murderous look on his face.

"What's that called?" Zhuo Qun ran his fingers across the spine of a row of books called Jianghulu.

"Hey, black, law." Zhao Yuanzuo paused every word, "32 years ago, Liao State was the number one scholar in civil and military affairs."

(End of this chapter)