Zhao Zhen can be sure that in the Song Dynasty, he was the only one who knew the current situation in Tokyo. The real mastermind in the court was the aristocratic family that had not fallen for thousands of years. They occupied a lot of resources in the Song Dynasty. How many Han family members were sent to the court? How many people had once served as the most powerful minister in the Song Dynasty!

People like Wang Dan are just their chess piece. Their purpose is to maintain the agreement reached by Taizu and them. At that time, Wang Dan advised himself not to make drastic reforms, even the government is like this. It seems that they have long known the interests and difficulties.

He smiled slightly: "Dad is really timid. What kind of resistance can be smashed in the face of real power!"

Zhao Zhen understood one thing from beginning to end: he had to use a hammer to slap the nail. If it didn't work, he would change to a bigger hammer!

It seems that the internal affairs of the Song Dynasty are like a powder keg that explodes at any time. Anyone who wants to reform will ignite its fuse. The aristocratic families and generals will ruthlessly destroy him and wait for the next person to ignite the powder keg.

Fan Zhongyan and Wang Anshi are all people who ended up miserably after the reform.

The Qingli New Policy violated the nobles, and the interests of the bureaucrats were thus obstructed by them. The same was true for Wang Anshi's reform. Without eliminating these resistances, it would be impossible to change the status quo, even if the emperor supported him.

Zhao Zhen took a deep breath: "Now that Gu has insight into everything, he will destroy you, wait! Da Song is Gu, not yours!"

Peng Qi looked at the prince who was talking to himself and felt cold, while Song Xiaoyi was on the side was full of excitement. This was the result he wanted. Those aristocratic families occupied the people's land, used their identities as officials to seize the property and attack dissidents, turning others' lives into ruins.

Zhao Zhen quickly connected and made pictures on the small blackboard, and the relationship between several major forces was quickly outlined by him. The queen is now just a puppet, and is used by the aristocratic family and Yang Xianfei. In Peng Qi and Song Xiaoyi's horrified eyes, Zhao Zhen casually drew a slash on the queen's name. She was not a real threat.

Ding Wei can also be ruled out. He is just a literati who longs for power. Every literati wants to show his ambitions, but he will never have the intention to rebel. At least the literati of the Song Dynasty did not have it. Sharing the world with the literati and officials allows them to obtain rights without risking the risk of raiding their families and extermination.

It is time to start preparing. Zhao Zhen wants to build the power he possesses into a huge hammer, and only by using it can he smash all the obstacles that block his own path of rule.

When Peng Qi returned to the ground, he found that the sun was already hanging high in the east. He said with emotion: "There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the same is true under the ground!"

"Are you likable?"

"How can I write poetry like me? Not to mention using oil, it's not enough to even jealous!"

The two of them jokingly and walked towards the carriage outside the door. Zhao Zhen didn't want to eat some greasy food early in the morning. Snacks on the street were undoubtedly the best choice. Toutuo hit the iron sign to wake up the sleeping people from house to house. They were numerous, and each of them had their own responsible ground sheets. The city soon woke up with their knocking sounds.

People in Tokyo are all arrogant people with their sleeves under the feet of the emperor. The sky is dark, and the candlelight at the door of the shop replaces the stars in the sky. Many shops have already started to open for breakfast, serving fried lungs, and each serving of the same porridge, rice, and snacks are equivalent to a few dollars in the future. Such a price is very cheap in Tokyo, and it also prompts many families to go out to consume.

Of course, I had to wash my clothes before going out. The ancients were actually more hygienic. Without facial cleansers, toothpaste and other powerful cleaning items, they had to wash their faces and brush their teeth frequently. However, the wealthy families in Tokyo would not do such things as chopping firewood and boiling water. The hardworking vendors were already carrying hot water loads and walking around the streets and alleys to start selling. From time to time, people shouted in the yard, "How many people can I write to Brother Shui?"

"The noble official is lucky and prosperous! Three cents are free and the old man is free..." The vendor replied in the most pleasant voice. Who doesn't like to listen to auspicious words in the early morning?

"I can tell you if I don't have hot water!"

"Okay! A basin of hot water is not allowed to be hot!" The waiter shouted happily, saying this was to let everyone around him hear it, and everyone knows the advertising effect.

Zhao Zhen looked at the scene in front of him in the carriage. The cold wind in the twelfth lunar month hung on his face like a knife. Looking at the vendor's steaming burden, Zhao Zhen shouted to the outside of the car: "Peng Qi will buy a basin of hot noodle soup!"

"Oh!" Peng Qi quickly got off the carriage, and had a greasy face that had been with the prince for a night. He should wash up well.

Zhao Zhen looked from afar. He liked to observe the life of people in this era. After seeing Peng Qi, the vendor smiled and sang a fat look, "This official is the best place to be hot water that has just been cooked. How much do you want?"

"For two buckets of slightly hotter, my little yanee is washing in the car."

"Okay, wait!"

The vendor called him and rushed to the well not far away. This is something that everyone can use for public wells. There are many people who drew water. There are vendors doing business beside the wells. This is how the term "market" is obtained.

He skillfully lifted a bucket of water and poured it into the basin. The vendor added heated water in it without looking at it. He said to Peng Qi without trying it after adding it, "It's just 70% hot."

Zhao Zhen originally thought Peng Qi would try the water temperature, but he would not throw away a string of money and walk towards the carriage even if he picked up the basin.

"Your Highness, 70% of the hot water just washes your face!"

Zhao Zhen reached out to try it. The water temperature was a little hot, but it was just enough to wash his face in the middle of winter. He tightened his head and kept bubbles in the basin. He raised his head comfortably and wiped dry with the towel in the car. "How did you know that this water is 70% hot?"

"This Shui Ge'er has been selling hot noodle soup for many years. If she didn't even have this skill, she would have been unable to do it any longer. In Tokyo, there would be opportunities to make money everywhere!"

Peng Qi's words made Zhao Zhen nod repeatedly. The prosperous Tokyo City was like the reform and opening up in later generations. As long as you have the skills to go into the market, you can support yourself, and there are opportunities to make money everywhere.

This is the scene that Zhao Zhen is most willing to see. The germination of capitalism is born on the basis of economic prosperity.

Looking at Cai Ji's signboard shaking in the distance, he couldn't help but smile: "Capitalism is the best way to defeat the aristocratic family!"

Peng Qi looked at the prince for no reason. What is capitalism? It can defeat the aristocratic family that has not fallen for thousands of years? How could he know that factories can liberate farmers from the land? How could he know that the land will become worthless?

After taking the basin of the carriage, Peng Qi plunged in like Zhao Zhen, and the water splashed everywhere, and smiled awkwardly, "Let Your Highness laugh at you."

"I didn't realize that you are really stingy. What should I do if you buy a basin of water for other brothers?"

Dali smiled on the shaft of the car and said, "We are not as hard as His Highness. We slept beautifully last night in Cai Ji. We also had hot noodle soup to wash in the morning!"

Zhao Zhen smiled and hammered him, "Dali, you are comfortable, let me go and eat jelly! Dali... The name Dali is not good, so you can follow the Gu surname and call him Zhao Li!"

The prince's words made Zhao Li suddenly froze and look at Peng Qi beside him.

"What do I do? Thank you very much!"

"I thank Your Highness for your surname!"

"Isn't it just a last name? Is it necessary to be so grateful?"

Peng Qi said jealously: "Your Highness seems to have given him a surname, but this Zhao surname is not ordinary! The foolish man whom the surname given this morning is probably going to Kaifeng to register in the afternoon! Kaifeng Mansion will definitely ask how his surname comes from. As long as it is said that it is given by Your Highness, even if this man is lucky, he can get ten coins of money from Kaifeng Mansion every month as a supplement!"

There is also this benefit? Zhao Zhen couldn't help but be stunned. He gave Dali a surname but thought his name was not nice and always wanted to call Dali to do a miracle... It felt strange, but he didn't expect that there would be such benefits!

"Your Highness will give me a surname?" Peng Qi said with a shy face.

"Get out! Why do you want to forget your ancestors if you want to count the dictionary, aren't you afraid that you will change your surname and go underground to find your ancestors?"

Peng Qi said awkwardly amid the laughter of the guards: "Then I won't change it! I won't change it!"

Zhao Li screamed strangely: "What should I do? It's so bad that I can't find my ancestor if I die!"

Looking at Zhao Li who was about to suffer, Peng Qi gave him a thunderous stern: "You didn't know what your ancestors were called before, where did you find them after you die? You just want to be your ancestor!"
Chapter completed!