Become a feudal king from today

"Your Highness, what are you doing with the inkstone?"

Zhang Han noticed the blood stains on the inkstone and stammered in fear. ReadМ

"Come here, His Highness has gone crazy again, take him back to me!"

His words stopped suddenly, and Zhao Xu knocked on his forehead with an inkstone.

"Boom!" With a sound, Zhang Han rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. Blood flowed from his head. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Feng'er and Luan'er looked frightened and took a few steps back.

In their opinion, Zhao Xu's madness has occurred again, and it may be their turn next.

Zhao Xu was startled.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, he bared his teeth and smiled.

These two little maids, one with a peach blossom face, rosy eyes, and charming appearance.

She has almond-shaped eyes, an oval face, a charming and innocent expression, and her skin is as white as snow, making her graceful and graceful.

But what Zhao Xu didn't know was that to them, his smile looked more like a murderer's smile.

So the two huddled together like little rabbits.

"Feng'er, Luan'er, what's wrong with you? Is this king scary?" Zhao Xu spread his hands and realized that he was still holding the inkstone in his hand, so he dropped it on the ground.

"Your Highness..."

When Feng'er and Luan'er heard this, their faces were shocked and incredulous.

Ever since the Ninth Prince went crazy, he had never spoken a word and could only make sounds like "Ahhhhh".

"What? My king's madness has been cured, aren't you happy?" Zhao Xu sat down on the chair.

He must declare to everyone in the palace that he is neither crazy nor stupid.

In this way, he can naturally take back his authority as King Yan.

"Your Highness is really good at talking!" Feng'er held Luan'er's arm tightly, and Zhao Xu's normal words made them burst into tears instantly.

They had no relatives, and came to this distant frontier with only the Ninth Prince as their company.

Even if the Ninth Prince's madness improved a little, they would be happy for a few days.

What's more, the Ninth Prince now has normal speech.

Feng'er was bold and took a few steps forward. His eyes were full of expectation and asked, "If His Highness is really cured, will he know his identity?"

"This king is the Ninth Prince Zhao Xu." Zhao Xu raised the corners of his mouth, "If you don't believe me, you can ask more personal questions."

When the two heard this, red clouds flew up to their cheeks.

A maid is different from a maid.

The only ones who clean, boil water, wash and cook are the maidservants.

And they are closer, responsible for Zhao Xu's food and daily life.

"Hurry up……"

At this moment, a burst of chaotic footsteps suddenly came from outside.

They saw the servant who was knocked unconscious by Zhao Xu covering his head and rushing in with seven servants in Tsing Yi.

"Master Wang Fu!"

The servant who was guarding Zhao Xu screamed when he saw Zhang Han lying in a pool of blood.

Pointing at Zhao Xu who was sitting on the chair, he turned to the other servants and said fiercely: "What are you still doing? Take this mad king back."

The servants thought this was another of the Mad King's usual farces, so they rushed forward.

"My madness has been cured. Those who are not afraid of death can come here." Zhao Xu shouted and assumed the posture of a king.

The more critical the situation is, the less likely it is to be timid.

The situation in the palace was very dangerous and he had to make a desperate move.

"Your Highness can speak!"

Hearing this, the servant took several steps back as if he had seen a ghost.

"How presumptuous! You all get out, His Highness is fine now." Feng'er scolded.

They would not let these people lock the Ninth Prince in the dormitory again.

"Nonsense! King Yan has recovered from his madness, how could he beat Mr. Wang Fu like this?" The supervisor's servant suddenly panicked.

He knew very well how he and Zhang Han had treated Zhao Xu behind the backs of the palace in the past three months.

If King Yan returns to normal, he will undoubtedly die.

Therefore, it is best if King Yan is crazy. If he is not crazy, he must be crazy. He must not be allowed to control the power of the palace.

"Hmph, you brave bitch slave, you still dare to waggle your tongue in front of me and confuse right and wrong. You have humiliated me many times during my illness. This is a capital crime. Come and capture him." Zhao Xu Rage loudly.

"Hahaha... Can you believe what the madman says? These two bitches must have used the mad king to murder Wang Fu and steal the power of Yan County, so they were arrested together." The guard's eyes were fierce and he strode forward. We must arrest Zhao Xu.

But before he took the second step, he heard a muffled "dong" sound.

The guarding servant fell straight down again.

A servant in his early twenties, with a square head and square face, and a complexion like a date, was standing behind the guard servant, with the stick in his hand still suspended in mid-air.

"Bah, my little servant, you dare to offend King Yan and seek death." The young servant's face showed sarcasm.

Everyone in the dormitory was startled.

Zhao Xu came back to his senses and asked with a smile, "What's your name? You have a bright future. From today on, I will make you a high-class servant in the palace to serve me."

Having a servant choose to side with him greatly increased his confidence.

Reward him immediately to shake the minds of others.

"Little Liu Fu, thank you for your grace." The young servant Ding smiled happily, threw away the stick, knelt on the ground and thanked him repeatedly.

When the other servants saw him, they looked at each other, rolled up their sleeves, and punched and kicked the guard servant with all his strength.

Normally, the supervisor, relying on Zhang Han, often acted tyrannically in the palace.

Now the trend in the palace is about to change. Of course, if you have revenge, you can also take the opportunity to express your loyalty to King Yan.

"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Yes, I will also promote you to high-class servants. As long as you are loyal to the king, your benefits will be indispensable." Zhao Xu gave them a "you understand" look.

"Thank you, Your Highness." The servant knelt down and kowtowed.

King Yan's words were so sharp that he was back to normal.

"Drag Zhang Han and this dog slave down and kill them the next day." Zhao Xu waved his hand at this time.

He was right in his bet. A prince with a right mind would still be intimidating in the palace.

"I wonder what happened to the fiefdom due to this Zhang Han?"

As he watched his servant leave, he suddenly thought of his current situation, and there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in his heart.

From memory.

The world he came to seems to be a parallel time and space.

Except for some similarities in ancient myths and legends, the history here is completely different from contemporary times.

Here there was no Qin Shihuang to unify the six kingdoms, no Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to drive the Huns from the north, and there was no flourishing Tang Dynasty.

This has its own unique developmental trajectory.

Therefore, the history here cannot be measured from the perspective of contemporary history.

After all, the development of history is accidental, and the choice of a historical figure can make the entire civilization leap forward or backward.

And there are quite a few weird characters in the history here.

"In the two hundred and forty years since the founding of Dasong, the imperial power and powerful clans have jointly ruled the world. Now that the imperial power has declined, power is almost controlled by the eight powerful clans." Zhao Xu searched in his memory.

More than two hundred years is basically the life cycle of a dynasty.

The same is true for Dasong. After more than two hundred years, the accumulated evils have been hard to eliminate, and land annexation has reached an extreme level. It can be said that the rich are separated from each other by fields, while the poor have no place to stand.

In recent years, the eight powerful clans of Wang, Dou, Ma, Han, Liang, Fan, Xie, and Xiao have become more and more likely to form separate factions.

In the north, a Jurchen clan named Beidi has risen and has the ambition to take over the Central Plains.

In the northwest, a Xianbei tribe called Xiliang also fought with Dasong every year.

The Tubo in the southwest and the Jiaozhi and Piao barbarians in the south are also not good candidates.

At sea, pirates from Japan and Korea were rampant, and it was said that there were privateers from the West carrying artillery rampant in the depths of the ocean.

Therefore, in order to prevent coastal profiteers from colluding with pirates to plunder the coast, Dasong banned the sea a hundred years ago.

All of the above, it can be said that today's Dasung house is leaking and it rains all night, and it is in danger of overturning at any time.

Unfortunately, his fiefdom was in one of these conflict vortexes, and it was the most dangerous one.

There are twenty-one states in the country, with seven counties in each state.

The Yanjun County of Yanzhou where he was located was located at the northernmost point of the Dasong territory, directly facing Beidi, which claimed to have millions of cavalry.

Although there are dangerous mountains and rivers in Dasong, Beidi is temporarily unable to attack the northern border.

But every autumn and winter, large groups of Beidi cavalry still entered Yanzhou from the Yanshan Trail to plunder.

To the west of Yanzhou, Xiliang has encroached into Jinzhou, which is adjacent to Yanzhou.

If Jinzhou falls, Yanzhou will be attacked from both sides.

In a place like this, not only would his fiefdom become barren due to plunder, but he might soon have to change the king's flag at the top of the city.

"This start is too difficult..." Zhao Xu looked confused. Compared with the current crisis, Zhang Han was nothing more than a bastard.

The abnormal history makes Dasong's technological level equivalent to that of the contemporary Song and Yuan Dynasties.

But the West already has warships loaded with artillery, and this is at least what it was like after the 17th and 18th centuries.

He was mumbling to himself when he suddenly felt his head jolt, and countless data, formulas, drawings, and technical processes erupted in his mind like a volcano.

"Biological chip!" Zhao Xu was horrified.

It turns out that this is a cutting-edge scientific research, more advanced than the so-called brain-computer interface of a certain country.

This biological chip stores all knowledge from ancient times to the present, as well as the most advanced technology currently available.

As long as the chip is connected to the human brain, the human brain is equivalent to loading a hard disk and mastering all the knowledge in it.

"It turns out the experiment was not a scam." Zhao Xu's heart beat unfavorably. There was no doubt that the knowledge in the biochip had traveled with him.

With this, maybe everything isn't so bad after all.