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"His Majesty, the Lord of the Great Qin, heard that the new emperor of the Song Dynasty ascended the throne, and sent the innate spiritual treasure Jiuzhou Ding as a gift."

"His Majesty, the ruler of the Tang Dynasty, heard that the new emperor of the Song Dynasty ascended the throne, and sent 100,000 blood-fighting dragon horses as a gift of congratulations."

"When the new king of the Great Qin heard that the new emperor of the Song Dynasty had ascended the throne, he sent a mountain of gold and 100,000 stones of white corn as a gift."

……

Behind the envoys from every dynasty are the gifts sent by the emperors of each dynasty.

Wealthier ones, such as Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Taizong of Tang, would give innate magical treasures or 100,000 war horses.

Those who were poorer, such as Wang Mang, the new ancestor who had just defected to the Qin Dynasty, and emperors of the Wei Dynasty and other dynasties, gave gifts of things that could be found everywhere.

"click"

When Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi, saw this scene, flames burned all over his body, making the surrounding world seem as if it was in a furnace.

growled:
"Too deceiving!"

A majestic and domineering three-legged golden crow appeared from the flames, ready to start a killing spree.

Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, stopped Emperor Taizong of Song and shook his head:

"Tingyi, let's go. Even when two countries are at war, they don't kill envoys."

"If we lose, we lose. Can't we afford to lose? Don't let those emperors laugh at you and me for being narrow-minded."

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed his rage, and said in a cold voice:

"I understand."

Subsequently.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi no longer looked at the envoys who wanted to kill him as soon as possible, and followed his elder brother away.

Behind the two of them were concubines, princes, and a large group of people.

……

"call out"

"call out"

Hundreds of fairy lights streaked across the sky, passing through one Song Dynasty city after another, and landed in front of Zhuozhou.

After the fairy light dissipated, the figures of Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin and others appeared.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi looked at the officials and common people in front of him who seemed to have just received the news and had come to greet him, and waved his long sleeves!
"Rumble"

In an instant, the world changed suddenly!

In the darkness, it seemed as if a huge hand covering the sky fell from the sky.

Move mountains and reclaim seas!

Reach for the stars and get the moon!

In just a few breaths, the people in Zhuozhou, along with the city itself, were moved thousands of miles away by Emperor Taizong of Song.

In their place are tens of thousands of acres of fertile farmland, where the now popular dragon blood rice is planted.

Majestic palaces that seemed to be built from the stars in the night sky were located in the middle.

In terms of luxury alone, it is no less than the Imperial Palace of the Song Dynasty.

Seeing this, Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, felt a bit of a headache and said helplessly:

"Tingyi, aren't you being too arrogant?"

Emperor Taizong of Song, Zhao Guangyi, said seriously:
"Your Majesty, the emperor is different from the common people. Even if you are staying in your hometown temporarily, you cannot be too casual."

"Besides, I don't want Your Majesty to be surrounded by spies sent by those unworthy descendants, monitoring us day and night."

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng saw his father changing the world with just a wave of his hand, and a glimmer of longing flashed in his eyes, and he echoed:
"Yes, Your Majesty, how can you let those common people laugh at you?"

"Father did this for the emperor's dignity..."

Knowing that he could not convince his younger brother, Emperor Taizu of Song, Zhao Kuangyin, flew to the most magnificent palace with his concubines.

Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi naturally occupied the palace next door.

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng and Song Renzong Zhao Zhen looked at each other, and immediately ran to the palace second only to where the two majesties lived, and were about to step in.

Sudden.

A cough sounded behind the father and son:
"cough cough"

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng turned his head and found that the person coming was Zhao Tingmei, the King of Qin of the Song Dynasty, Emperor Taizu, and his father's younger brother.

With an awkward smile, he pulled Song Renzong out of the way and said:
"Uncle, please come in."

Zhao Tingmei, the King of Qin of the Great Song Dynasty, nodded and stepped in.

After a few seconds.

The palace gates were closed and the formation was activated. Emperor Zhenzong of Song, Zhao Heng, and Emperor Renzong of Song, Zhao Zhen, looked at each other in silence and had to settle for the next best option, and moved to another palace.

Unexpectedly.

Another cough was heard.

Song Renzong Zhao Zhen turned his head impatiently and cursed:
"Who dares to..."

Before he finished speaking, after seeing the appearance of the person who came, Song Renzong Zhao Zhen took a deep breath, took the initiative to give in, and said:

"Uncle, please."

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng took another step back and said respectfully:
"Big brother."

The person who came was Zhao Yuanzuo, the eldest son of Emperor Taizong and the elder brother of Emperor Zhenzong of Song.

When Zhao Yuanzuo passed by Song Zhenzong, he patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Third brother, you two should stop working so hard. You are the youngest in seniority, so just find a simplest palace to live in."

"These palaces built by my father all have spirit gathering arrays inside. Even the simplest ones are enough for you to practice."

After saying that.

Zhao Yuanzuo walked into the palace and, like Zhao Tingmei, the King of Qin of the Song Dynasty, activated the formation. He was too lazy to invite the father and son to come in and sit down.

Song Renzong Zhao Zhen clenched his fists and said angrily:
"Go ahead, do you really think I'm afraid of a lunatic like you?!"

However, the sound was very faint and could not be heard at all if one did not listen carefully.

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng slapped his forehead and recalled that, yes, many of those who followed Emperor Taizu back to his hometown were the families of the two majesties.

In terms of seniority, I really can't compete with her, and I dare not compete with her.

Immediately.

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng, who had come to his senses, took Song Renzong Zhao Zhen and went straight to the palace at the edge.

After getting close, he rushed in.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou, who happened to be here, was stunned. He stroked his beard and said to himself:

"According to seniority, shouldn't this palace with the weakest spiritual energy belong to me?"

"I didn't expect that the two ancestors were so considerate. I misunderstood them before."

Immediately.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou was so moved that he walked to the palace next door and stayed there.

Anyway, he was alone, and his former concubines all lived in the capital of the Song Dynasty. He was too lazy to contact them after not seeing them for a long time.

It's just right to be alone, relaxed and free.

soon.

After putting away their luggage, everyone left the bedroom and followed Emperor Taizu to pay homage to the ancestral tomb.

After all the tedious tasks were completed, more than ten days later, everyone settled down here completely.

……

The scorching sun.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou stood in front of a hundred acres of dragon blood rice, making hand gestures.

"boom"

Strands of demonic energy, like surging river water, eroded the dragon blood rice in hundreds of acres of land.

As time went by, the dragon blood rice eaten by those who practiced cultivation became filled with demonic energy.

on the other side.

Emperor Zhenzong of Song, Zhao Heng, and his son, Emperor Renzong of Song, Zhao Zhen, were working in the fields, panting and out of breath:

"Father, why don't we find some servants?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't let your Emperor Taizong hear you. Behave yourself these days and don't cause any trouble."

"Father, but I really can't walk any more."

"You rebellious son, do you think your father can walk around?"

"Why don't we all take a break? Let Gou'er come?"

"This... seems to work!"

At this time.

Song Gaozong Zhao Gou's ears moved slightly, and his mind transmitted the message:
"Emperor Zhenzong, my grandson is currently transforming this dragon blood rice into magic rice for consumption by magic cultivators, but I am too busy to do anything else."

Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng looked at the place with evil spirit from afar, shuddered, and said:
"Are you crazy? There is only one demon cultivator in the entire Song Dynasty, what is the point of him transforming the dragon blood rice?"

(End of this chapter)