The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 132 Meeting the Emperor Late at Night

On the streets, people were talking about it, spitting and jubilantly exclaiming, "The treacherous prime minister is finally dead." "It's a good death, God is merciful!" "The Jin people's running dog should have died long ago!"

Although they did not understand what court politics and prime ministers were, they knew that Shi Miyuan must be a high-ranking official. Since he was a high-ranking official and was killed in the street, they would of course applaud and cheer. They did not care whether he was a running dog or not. As long as they saw the high-ranking officials being killed like a chicken, they would be happy and joyful.

From the scholars traveling together to the street vendors, everyone was eating the big melons, which was one of the few pleasures in their lives as cattle and horses. Su Ming stood in front of the window on the second floor of the inn, gazing at the Song Dynasty Imperial City in the distance. He could hear bursts of noise in his ears and his eyes were looking far away.

Shi Miyuan's death in this huge imperial city was like a stone thrown into the lake, splashing a circle of faint ripples. It seemed that nothing had changed. The sun rose as usual, and people continued to live as if nothing had happened.

However, the impact of his death had just begun. First, it affected the officials in the court who were attached to Shi Miyuan. As the prime minister for more than ten years, he had monopolized power and had many followers, but after his death, no one in his party could replace him. As a result, a power vacuum appeared in the top leadership of the Song Dynasty.

Power will not disappear, it will only be transferred. Shi Miyuan's death made the peace faction lose its leader. The pro-war faction on the other side seized this opportunity to make suggestions. In addition, Shi Miyuan had ordered during his lifetime to isolate Mongolian envoys from contact with the Song court.

As soon as he died, the pro-war faction took advantage of the opportunity and quickly sent people to spread the news. The news of Yang Menggu's envoy's visit spread throughout Lin'an, and even Emperor Zhao Kuo, who was in seclusion in the Taoist palace outside the city, learned about it.

Therefore, the Song Dynasty government formally contacted the Mongolian envoys. Tolui and his envoys stayed in Lin'an for a month and finally found a way.

Late at night, in the imperial palace, the over 40-year-old Emperor Zhao Kuo of the Song Dynasty ended a day of cultivating immortals and returned to his bedroom to prepare for sleep.

However, when he stepped into the bedroom, he found a figure sitting at the desk, casually flipping through the memorials placed on it. When he saw him come in, the man just looked up at him and continued reading.

Zhao Kuo was surprised at first, but then he became nervous after finding that the eunuchs and palace maids in the bedroom were all lying on the ground. He thought that this person had come with bad intentions, but when he thought about how he could bypass the palace guards and sneak into his bedroom quietly, he concluded that this person was not an ordinary person and would not necessarily attack him, otherwise he would have died long ago.

He walked up to Su Ming and asked in a gentle voice, "Who are you?"

Su Ming flipped through the memorials and found that he had given a "yes" to every one of them, regardless of whether they were good or bad, correct or pertinent. He shook his head slightly, "Is this how you, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, give your approval with your own hand?"

Zhao Kuo saw Su Ming's extraordinary appearance and bearing, and his impression of him improved a lot. He replied in surprise, "Is there something wrong?"

Su Ming noticed his puzzled look and wondered if this guy had a problem with his brain, so he asked, "You approved both of these two memorials, which were inconsistent and expressed completely opposite political views. Aren't you afraid that the court will lose its prestige if you change your mind every day?"

Zhao Kuo replied in a serious tone, "Since the officials have submitted their reports, I will approve them. Other officials will correct the mistakes. Why should I care?"

This time, Su Ming was finally convinced. It turned out that this guy had a problem with his brain. He never thought about controlling power and exercising his authority as an emperor. The emperors of the Zhao Song Dynasty were indeed weird.

"look at me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ming used the Soul Transfer Technique. His black and white eyes became deep and distant, as if hiding an abyss.

However, Zhao Kuo did not react at all. He looked at Su Ming in surprise and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Ok?
Su Ming tried again, but the man in front of him still did not react. He stopped practicing the technique and secretly wondered in his heart, he knows martial arts? No, if he knew martial arts, he would not be so stupid and unable to distinguish between good and bad.

All martial artists who have achieved success in martial arts are determined and determined. Even if they have a pure heart, they can distinguish good from bad. This guy has nothing to do with a pure heart, and he can communicate normally. It is impossible for him to be a martial artist. But since he is an ordinary person, why is he not affected by the Soul Transferring Technique?

"You haven't told me who you are yet?"

Whatever, if I can’t control it, then I can’t control it. A trace of thought flashed across Su Ming’s eyes, and he replied in a deep voice, “I am a man of the world, you should have heard of me.”

Zhao Kuo walked over to Su Ming and sat down. He didn't seem to be afraid at all. Instead, he asked curiously, "A high-flying martial artist?"

"That's it."

Zhao Kuo smiled and asked, "You Jianghu people like to run to the palace?"

"Oh? Besides me, is there anyone else coming to the palace?"

Zhao Kuo thought for a moment and said, "Before, there was a beggar, who I heard was the leader of the Beggars' Gang. He often stole food from the imperial kitchen. The people from the Imperial City Department wanted to arrest him, but I thought it was not easy for beggars to have a full meal, so I told them to stop and ignore him. He was just eating something, there was no need to kill him."

Su Ming's eyes became more and more strange. This guy is really a "good person".

If it were an ordinary person, seeing a beggar breaking into his home and stealing food, he would at least be angry. But not only was he not angry, he actually allowed others to steal food. Should we say that he is broad-minded or that he is careless?

Originally, he entered the palace tonight in order to hypnotize the emperor and indirectly influence the situation in the Song Dynasty court. He did not expect that the soul-transferring technique would not work on him. Such a result was truly unexpected.

The Emperor of the Song Dynasty did not seem to be very smart. It could be seen from the memorials he reviewed. It was something that an ordinary person could do. He finally understood why the power in the court was controlled by Shi Miyuan. If someone with means had taken over, the Song Dynasty might have been usurped.

The feeling Zhao Kuo gave him was just like the "holy and innocent" prince in history, so simple that it was laughable. Shi Miyuan and Empress Yang falsely conveyed the imperial edict and killed the prime minister, but these two people were still alive until now, and the emperor's authority was gone.

Moreover, after the failure of the Northern Expedition, the emperor even dared to agree to increase the annual tribute and reward silver for the soldiers. Su Ming even felt that he did not understand what these meant, nor did he understand that by doing so, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history in the future.

This trip was in vain.

"Forget it, just focus on cultivating your immortality." Su Ming stood up, walked to him and patted his shoulder. The next moment, he disappeared into the bedroom.

"Xiu Xian, you also know the art of Xiu Xian?"

When Zhao Kuo heard Su Ming talking about cultivating immortals, his eyes suddenly lit up. However, just as he finished speaking, he saw Su Ming in front of him disappear like a dream bubble, completely losing his trace. It turned out that he had left long ago, and only a residual image was left there.

Zhao Kuo stared at the scene with wide eyes, feeling very surprised.

(End of this chapter)