Zhao Zhen never felt so weak.

He stared blankly at the black dumpling in Chen An's hand, then slowly got up and walked down.

An eunuch exclaimed: "Official family, this is not in accordance with the rules."

But Zhao Zhen turned a deaf ear to Chen An and naturally took the black dumpling.

Then he took a bite.

hiss!

The black ball was too stiff and he didn't bite it.

The hard black ball scraped his gums and blood flowed down his lips.

"Chen An, you actually poisoned it!"

I don’t know who shouted, and a few guards rushed in from outside.

"Get out!"

Zhao Zhen held the black dumpling, and didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Chen An and asked, "How do the people eat it?"

Chen An didn't expect that he would take a bite, so he said a little embarrassedly: "Price with water, boil it into porridge, or roast it over fire."

You can treat this thing as a rice ball and hold it and eat it. If you don’t knock down a few of your teeth, you will be lucky.

Zhao Zhen nodded and said, "My teeth are not good, so I'm afraid I can't chew them, so I'll take them to cook them."

Chen Zhongheng came over with a look of dismay and took it. Fu Bi advised: "Your Majesty, it's good to know the suffering of the people."

Don’t think about sharing the joys and sorrows with the people. Is this very naive?

Zhao Zhen said: "Try it later."

In an instant, everyone of the prime ministers changed color.

Let us eat dirt?

Zhao Zhen ignored this. He nodded to Chen An and said in praise: "You can hang out with the victims, which shows that you have used the right mind. Tell me, they asked you to say something to me."

He is the emperor and needs to listen to voices from the bottom.

But he was in the deep palace and it was difficult to obtain a real report on the situation.

Chen An lowered his head and said, "They said, "You are kind and a benevolent monarch..."

If Zhao Zhen had heard this in the past, he would have been happy, but today he asked in a deep voice: "What else?"

"They also said..."

Chen An looked up at Zhao Zhen and said, "It's not that he is desperate, it's not that he's almost starved to death... As long as he can fill his stomach, this is a prosperous era. They will cheer for this prosperous era and pray for long live the official family..."

Zhao Zhen's hand drooped weakly.

He slowly turned around and staggered under his feet.

An eunuch suddenly covered his mouth and looked panicked.

"Official family..."

Zhao Zhen burst into tears.

He felt that every step from here to the throne was so difficult.

"This is a prosperous era... It's ridiculous that I thought the Song Dynasty was prosperous and the people were safe, but all the people wanted was to fill their stomachs!"

He finally walked to the throne, then turned around, with tears flowing on his face.

"Your Highness, you've been talking about the prosperous age all day long. What should this prosperous age look like?"

No one can answer.

Later, the "pickles" were boiled, and each of the prime ministers got a little.

This is porridge stained with "dragon blood", and Chen An will definitely not eat it.

Fortunately, it wasn't his turn to eat it.

"bitter!"

Zhao Zhen drank the porridge and said, "The people suffer too, and I know."

He ordered: "After that there will be disaster relief first."

As his eyes turned, the prime ministers were a little uneasy.

This is the law of the ancestors!

Han Qi's lips opened, but he couldn't speak.

The so-called ancestral law seems particularly pale in the face of the facts listed by Shen An. How to debate?

The Zhao family started out by rebelling, and the one they feared the most was that others created their own rebellion, so everything started from this perspective.

Including the use of culture to build military affairs and internal and external ministers, the elite soldiers are gathered near the capital. The purpose is to ensure that no matter where the rebellion is rebelled, the capital can have the strength to suppress it.

Such sensitivity is very sad, but these monarchs and ministers have long been used to it and call it "the law of ancestors". Whoever dares to oppose it is a traitor.

But today the official family took the initiative to abolish the law of an ancestor, which is a bad sign!

Everyone thought of someone at this moment.

A sad character.

Fan Zhongyan!

That guy is a hero who dares to use the family rules of his ancestors to attack, but the consequences are not good and he just fails.

"I……"

Zhao Zhen didn't know what he should say, and he couldn't blame him for this matter. If he wanted to blame, he could only blame his ancestors.

So his eyes turned to Chen An and said, "You are very good. You have brought me the words of the people and let me know the current situation of the Song Dynasty."

If it weren't for Chen An, he would still dream of benevolent in the deep palace, but he did not know the situation at the bottom.

At this moment, he thought of Zhao Zhongzhen for no reason.

He also had teachers when he was young, but those teachers were so-called scholars, so how could they know the sufferings of the people?

Chen An said modestly: "Your Majesty is wrong."

Give it benefits, don’t just praise a few words of praise, that’s so empty!

Chen An felt that the first thing to do when revitalizing the Song Dynasty was to be pragmatic and not to be verbally swearing.

Zhao Zhen thought this young man was really good. Although he was not scheming and liked to do something when he was aroused, he seemed simple!

"The Imperial College... Let's talk about it."

What?

Chen An said bitterly: "Your Majesty, although I am a disciple of the imperial edict, I really can't speak."

The hall was silent for a moment, and then everyone laughed out loud if they didn't know who led the lead.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone was laughing, and even Zhao Zhen’s face was still smiling, laughing with tears, laughing so hard that he was leaning back and forth.

After laughing, Zhao Zhen sighed, "You boy!"

Fu Bi smiled and said, "That's the school official of the Imperial College."

"stupid!"

Bao Zheng said with regret: "Can you master the classics?"

Hanlin Academy’s storytelling is about teaching. If you don’t understand Confucian classics, you will be killed if you enter.

Bao Zheng just recalled Chen An's past and seriously suspected that this boy's disgust with Confucian classics was a miscellaneous study, that is, he learned more from the Mangshan hermit.

I got the order wrong!

It should be based on classics and supplemented by miscellaneous studies.

So he asked on purpose.

Chen An was stunned: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that all the classic ministers have forgotten them all."

"It's outrageous!"

Fu Bi said angrily: "Why don't you study?"

Even Zeng Gongliang said dissatisfiedly: "Whether you are taking care of your sister at home or making sweet dew every day, why don't you study?"

These people were asking the same question with a serious look on their faces.

This is an era of love to read. Anyone who has the conditions will take time to read.

So Chen An became an alien.

Chen An made a few excuses, and Zhao Zhen said, "Hang it."
To be continued...