When Zhao Zhen entered the car, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. The brazier in the car was made of silver silk charcoal. In winter, the heat waves were rolling. The pure white silk plainclothes in front of him were lying obliquely on the brocade. The plain white lotus arms stretched out even more dazzling than the white silk.

The lying body showed a perfect curve, and her figure seemed to be impeccable. At this time, she was constantly shaking an exquisite jade foot, seeing Zhao Zhen’s internal fire was strong, and she kept reminding herself that color is empty and color...

As soon as he looked at the dark grid in the carriage, the patterns on them were not scattered at all. Zhao Zhen then breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she had not appeared, otherwise the patterns that would have dispersed as soon as they touched had already become unrecognizable.

Even when Zhao Zhen entered the carriage, he did not hide the black clouds and did not come out of "The Story of Stone". The exquisite Yali was tied to her slender belt and blended with the plain white silk plainclothes. It was not inconsistent, but it was more elegant.

Zhao Zhen stepped forward and glanced at the carriage. Seeing that the drawers had been pushed back, he coughed dryly and said, "What book are you reading?"

Some were shocked by the sudden sound. Heiyun turned his head quickly and hid the silk copy behind him. When he saw that it was Zhao Zhen, he took out the book "The Story of the Stone" from behind and shook it, "I am reading this strange book. I don't know that Your Majesty is coming. I hope Your Majesty will forgive you."

"A strange book? What time did you see? Why do you think this is a strange book? Don't you realize that the statement in this book is too boring?"

Zhao Zhen's words seemed to have suddenly stirred up a box of words without a black cloud, and rose from the brocade, causing a wave of turbulent waves. "Your Majesty said that books are strange books, but the woman in the book is too pretentious. If you like them, you like them. Why hate them and be fierce and angry? If the burial flower lyrics were written to Jia Baoyu with a name and name, even if Jia Baoyu is a fool, he should know her affection. Why do you have to end up, and the flowers fall and the people die?!"

Zhao Zhen looked at the graceful woman in white in front of him in surprise. At this time, the black clouds were not as enchanting as he had seen before. Instead, they were filled with the heroic spirit that was unusual on women. Their chic appearance almost made Zhao Zhen feel that she was a hero who dared to love and hate...

"The Lin Daiyu in the book is a microcosm of the Han women, and she is different from your Dangxiang women! When you arrive in Beijing, you will know."

There was no dark cloud hidden and a little sneered, "The book said that it is afraid that it is the officialdom of the Han Dynasty. It is because of ghosts and monsters, and the sluts are rampant, and the sluts are coming to the hall! Where can a gentleman find a righteous man?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head decisively and said, "It's a corrupt dynasty. It's not only the officialdom, but also the hearts of the people. I'm trying to avoid all this, but..."

"But this corruption is coming in the end!"

A word without a black cloud touched Zhao Zhen’s worry and also exposed the confident balloon in his heart... He looked at the woman in front of him in surprise and said, “How did you understand so much?!”

"Because I read and read history books, as long as I look at the history of the Han Dynasty, I will realize. The stronger the dynasty is, the more decayed it will be. This is inevitable, just like the year has four seasons, the moon is full and waning, and it is irreversible~!"

Zhao Zhen suddenly realized that he was speechless by the woman in front of him, and could only sarcastically sarcastically said, "Then why did you take Xixia to my Song Dynasty?"

Speaking of this, the face without black clouds suddenly became resentful, "Because our party is a foreign country after all. If you want to become a dynasty in the Song Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty, you must learn the methods of the Han people and eventually lose your own advantages. Otherwise, it would be like moving inward like now, and it would not be far away... Rather than this, it would be better to move inward and possess the pleasure of possessing the inner world. Anyway, that is all things in the future, and it is something that your Han emperor should worry about."

Zhao Zhen was shocked. The little woman in front of him actually saw the situation so thoroughly. If she had presided over the overall situation of Xixia earlier, she would probably have achieved something. However, she prefers to use the talent given to her by God for pleasure...

In this era, women are vassals of men from beginning to end. Even if they are capable and have a view of the overall situation, they will eventually be unable to escape the etiquette and etiquette system in the world. Without the second Wu Zhao, there would be no second Wu Zhao in China.

Zhao Zhen sat on the brocade couch and changed into a comfortable position and said, "Just just enjoy it in time before you die, but after you die, there is no need to worry about the flood. My thoughts are the same as you, but... I am trying to make the flood smaller and smaller."

Without hiding the black cloud, there was no barrier or shyness, and he fell in Zhao Zhen's arms with the trend. "Your Majesty can take it and let it go!"

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The emperor of the Song Dynasty slowly left Xingqing Mansion. The car was extremely flat on the cement-paved road. The carriage could hardly feel too much vibration on the shock-absorbing steel bars. The black clouds were hidden in surprise and stuck their heads out of the window. The scenery on both sides quickly retreated backwards. At this level, the carriage was still stable, which shows that the Song Dynasty's investigation has reached an amazing level.

Zhao Zhen crossed his legs and looked at the round and roundness in front of him. "What is the scenery outside?"

Xiao Qiong's nose, which was blown red by the cold wind, shrank back, "The mountain dances in silver snake, the original wax figure!" There was no black cloud hidden on the thick wool carpet, "The official family, the Song Dynasty's investigation is really exquisite and magical, is this royal family and that cannon also come from investigation?"

Zhao Zhen smiled, "The power of investigating things lies in their broadness, and the instrument and Tao are true!"

Wuzang Heiyun said angrily, "Your Majesty's words are really good. I only think that it is slightest. The metaphysical ones are called Tao, and the physical ones are called tools. Scholars value Tao and neglect weapons, while the subordinates value weapons and neglect weapons. Your Majesty has brought the weapons of the subordinates to the eyes of the scholars and above the foundation of the country?"

"Woman! Sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart..."

"As His Majesty's woman, can't she be smart?"

Zhao Zhen laughed loudly, and suddenly said with a cold expression, "There are three kinds of people in the Song Dynasty who are destined to be unable to interfere in politics and discuss politics, harem, external relatives, and internal eunuchs! If you enter the palace wall of the Song Dynasty, you will be the daughter of the harem, even the queen cannot touch something. Do you think you can touch it?"

"I am just talking to Your Majesty about the strategy of the Song Dynasty, what's wrong?"

Zhao Zhen turned over and sat up from the brocade, looking at Wuzang Heiyun seriously and said, "You are not telling me these strategies, you want to prove through your wisdom that you can influence me. Don't try it, it's useless!"

"I just want to know why the Song Dynasty rose!"

Looking at her firm appearance, Zhao Zhen's face returned to softening, and he asked with a smile, "Don't give up?"

Unhidden Heiyun's body froze slightly, nodding hatefully and said, "I'm not willing!"

She was unwilling to accept that in the eyes of Wudian Heiyun, the Song Dynasty, which had been suppressed by the Western Xia and Liao Dynasty, could not rise immediately. Even the so-called emperor's learning to study things would not lead the Song Dynasty out of the dilemma of being plagued by all kinds of diseases!

Zhao Zhen looked up at Gong Deng who was shaking slightly in the carriage and murmured, "If you have to say one reason, that is, I am the Emperor of the Song Dynasty!"

For Zhao Zhen, this is the most accurate and answer. He is the prophet of this era. In a sense, he has accumulated the history and culture of China for thousands of years, and he is a "god"!
Chapter completed!