In the Song Dynasty, there was no law or order.

Zhao Jun and Zhao Zhen were both panting and laughing until the end.

Zhao Jun smiled, a somewhat relieved smile.

His face was so tense for so long that he forgot that he used to like watching love action movies.

But actually, if you think about it carefully, it’s just a movie to watch. It’s not a big deal, and it’s not something harmful. There’s really no need to pay too much attention to it.

Now after being discovered by Zhao Zhen, apart from being surrounded by shame and anger due to the thin skin of young people at first, after slowly figuring it out, the matter has passed.

Besides, we are all men.

As the saying goes, as long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.

Now that they know each other's little secrets, they can be more open-minded, and they won't be as secretive about everything as before.

Zhao Zhen smiled and suddenly discovered another side of Da Sun.

In the past, the eldest grandson in his eyes had a lot of truths in his mouth, but he would also prove it through his actions, showing that he worked hard to realize the words he had said and the promises he had made.

But the kind of resolute and righteous words, the kind of justice that stands on the moral high ground, seem daunting.

It seems that the Zhao Jun in the past was not a normal human being with seven emotions and six desires. He tried to conform to the saints in everything, but instead made the people around him lose intimacy. He had a feeling that he was too cold at a high place and that others could not match him.

Even though Zhao Zhen wanted to be close to Zhao Jun and wanted them to get along more like friends who talked about everything, or family members who were closest to him, Zhao Jun still made him feel mysterious.

This mystery not only comes from the fact that Zhao Jun seldom communicates with him, but also comes from the asymmetry in the knowledge, wisdom, knowledge, experience and understanding of everything between the two parties.

In the final analysis, facing a later generation who knows everything, it is actually difficult for Zhao Zhen to have common topics with him and enter the other person's inner world.

But the current Da Sun is completely different.

It gave him the feeling that everyone was flesh and blood, with emotions and desires, instead of being as scary as before.

At least.

Their hobbies are the same.

They all like young and beautiful girls.

Everyone has their own desires.

With common topics between men, the relationship becomes closer than before.

Even though he, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, had just received a solid kick from Zhao Jun and a circle around his right eye socket, Zhao Zhen did not feel too angry.

Because it made him feel that his relationship with Zhao Jun was getting closer.

It's like Hai Rui's image is so majestic and tall, but he always feels too far away from ordinary people.

Liu Bei is actually a very benevolent person, and he is also tall and majestic, but it is precisely because he can abandon his country to avenge his brothers that he appears so approachable.

"Okay, I really don't think this is a big deal. I don't intend to publicize it. I didn't have that intention from the beginning. I just really want to ask you how this black silk stocking is made."

Zhao Zhen wiped the sweat from his forehead, got up from the ground, lay down on the chair, laughed and said while gesticulating: "As you know, Dasun, I am an old pervert."

"Hahahahaha."

Zhao Jun also got up and said with a smile: "Are you embarrassed to admit that you are?"

"What can't you admit?"

Zhao Zhen, on the other hand, became more confident and said: "I felt ashamed at first, but didn't you already tell me the truth? It's been so long, there's nothing I can't think of. Lu Yijian and the others are even more ridiculous than me, even my concubine. I don’t know how many.”

"All right."

Zhao Jun sat on the chair next to him and said, "It seems like I'm being pretentious."

"That's what it is."

Instead, Zhao Zhen explained the truth to Zhao Jun and said with a smile: "There is a saying in a movie I watched before. People, in this life, there is no need to live too tired. You should eat and drink. Drink, enjoy yourself when you should. Some things do need to be done, but there is no need to suppress your emotions. If you are unhappy or unhappy, talk to someone about it. Why should you make yourself too depressed? "

"Is this sentence in the movie I'm playing?"

Zhao Jun scratched his head.

"Have you finished watching all the movies you made?"

"No."

"That's it."

"Okay, then I'll go take a look too. It makes sense."

"I'll watch it with you."

Zhao Zhen gestured with a wicked smile and said: "Those movies are not bad. If you have time, tell me about them, black silk stockings, white silk stockings, OL, and lolita."

"Stop talking, or I'll fall out again."

Zhao Jun rolled his eyes.

The films he made all had titles, but Zhao Zhen was surprised by how bad they all were.

But what is surprising is that Zhao Jun thought that after Zhao Zhen discovered his little secret, he would become angry and disgusted with Zhao Zhen even more.

But looking at Zhao Zhen's appearance, I don't know why, but he doesn't hate him as much as before.

In the final analysis, Zhao Zhen is actually not bad.

The people are also quite nice.

He didn't make fun of Zhao Jun about this matter, and his purpose at the beginning was very pure - he really just wanted to know how to get the black silk.

On the contrary, it was Zhao Jun who had the earliest prejudice against the Song dynasty and the Song emperor.

In addition, in the early days, Zhao Zhen had a soft ear. He would listen to whatever Lu Yijian and others said. He was led by the ministers and was too capricious. This led Zhao Jun to judge that Zhao Zhen was not trustworthy, so he always had a layer of guard against him.

But didn’t Zhao Zhen change his mind later?

Otherwise, he would not be allowed to be the Imperial City's Chief Magistrate, nor would the Constitutional Yuan be established to give him such great power.

So people are changing slowly, and concepts are also changing slowly.

"No more, no more."

Zhao Zhen waved his hands and said: "But you too, you are such a big man, there is no need to stress yourself every day. Even Mencius said that food, sex and sex are the same. Even if you are morally noble, you should marry a wife and have children."

"I want to get a wife and have children, but I haven't met the right one yet. Lu Yijian's old mind is wrong. His granddaughter is only eleven years old this year."

Zhao Jun said helplessly: "Apart from him, Yan Shu and others also want to help me, but they are all girls from their family, and they are all very young. They all must be seriously ill. It's not that I don't like girls, but at the age of twelve or thirteen, What do they think when they are fourteen or fifteen years old at most?”

In this world, there are those who are controlled by lolita, those who are controlled by royal sisters, and even those who are controlled by aunties. The problem is that XP can be free, but lolicon must also be legal. One cannot, at least one should not...

What Lu Yijian and his gang did was even considered perverted by Zhao Jun.

Although we cannot ask the ancients according to the views of later generations, to be honest, since Zhao Jun wants to get married and have children, he must be looking for an adult woman who is around twenty years old.

If, like Zhao Zhen, you find someone who is twelve or thirteen years old, and each child dies faster than the other, then what is the point of getting married and having children?

You must know that in ancient society, women who were fourteen or fifteen years old could indeed get married after their first marriage. However, the mother's body was young and not yet mature, which could easily lead to pregnancy failure, and in severe cases, it could even put both mother and child in danger.

So it's really not that Zhao Jun has any moral obsession, it's all out of concern for the safety of mother and child.

But this is obviously a bit difficult for Zhao Zhen. He said: "I also know that in your future generations, women must be twenty years old before they can get married. This is naturally out of the protection of women. But in the Song Dynasty, or in ancient times, if you want to find someone who is twenty years old, It is indeed difficult for an unmarried woman to be anything other than a widow.”

"Now I know why Cao Cao likes widows and other people's wives so much."

Zhao Jun said seriously: "In ancient times, women got married early, which led to a high rate of infant mortality. If Cao Cao married a widow or someone else's wife, she would basically be a young woman in her twenties who would be good-looking and mature, and the sons she would give birth to would be healthy. , no wonder he has so many descendants.”

"That makes so much sense."

Zhao Zhen gave a thumbs-up gesture and said, "Anyway, I understand your request. You must be at least twenty years old, right?"

"It's not impossible to be eighteen."

"Okay, I will help you keep an eye on it when the time comes. In fact, with your conditions, if you are seeking marriage from outside, as soon as it is published in the newspaper, the matchmaker who comes to your house will probably break the threshold."

"Yes, that's what the parents ordered the matchmaker to do. But what should I say? Arranged marriages are still not good. Unless the person who arranges the marriage is a peerless beauty, there is no difference between it and opening a blind box."

Zhao Jun pointed at his face and said: "Even though I'm handsome, I should have no shortage of girlfriends in college. In fact, there are indeed girls chasing me, but I'm very pretty about my looks. I'll reject them all if my looks don't suit my eyes." , that’s why I’ve been single.”

"Grandson."

"Um?"

"I found that in addition to inheriting the lust from our old Zhao family, you also have another advantage."

"What advantages?"

"Normal and confident."

Zhao Zhen struck mercilessly: "You obviously did not inherit my good looks, but you inherited the shamelessness of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty. You are indeed an outstanding member of our old Zhao family!"

Zhao Jun almost peed at that moment, "Where did you learn these messy words? Are they taught in movies?"

"I also read a lot of novels."

Zhao Zhen gestured and said: "Xianxia novels are quite good, and fantasy novels are also good."

"Outrageous."

Zhao Jun was speechless.

It seemed like the notebook had to be taken back as soon as possible so that Zhao Zhen wouldn't have to sort out those messy things.

"Okay, it's getting late, I should go back."

Zhao Jun stood up and looked out the window. Da Song's windows were made of paper screens. Although they were opaque, looking at the darkness outside, he knew that it must be midnight at least.

"Okay, I'll see you off."

Zhao Zhen also stood up.

Zhao Jun walked faster and opened the door first.

Wang Shouzhong outside saw the door open and quickly came over.

"Xiao Lang. Official"

He stood aside with his head bowed.

Then Zhao Zhen walked out, coughed first, and then scolded: "Hanlong, do you know you are wrong?"

"knew."

Zhao Jun lowered his eyebrows and said.

"It's good to know your mistake. You can't get sick randomly in the future."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"You are too thick-skinned. I am tired from beating you."

"Yes, yes, I blame my parents for giving me such a thick skin."

"Okay, let's go back and rest early."

Zhao Zhen said with a straight face.

Wang Shouzhong, who was next to him, looked at Zhao Zhen who had been punched so hard that his eyes were black. He also noticed the incomplete footprints on the red dragon robe, and his mouth suddenly twitched.

When our official of the Song Dynasty entered the house, was he going to teach Master Zhiyuan a lesson, or was he going to be beaten by Master Zhiyuan?

But Wang Shouzhong didn't dare to say anything or ask anything. He lowered his head and remained silent.

If he breaks the window paper at this time, I am afraid that even if he is a close eunuch playmate who came out of Zhao Zhen East Palace, he will have to go to Dongsi to clean the toilet tomorrow.

After Zhao Jun and Zhao Zhen finished their play, they headed towards Xihua Gate again. On the way, Zhao Jun asked, "I have to bring my notebook."

"You won't smash it, right?"

Zhao Zhen asked warily.

Zhao Jun rolled his eyes and said, "After all, is it necessary to smash it?"

"That's true."

Zhao Zhen said: "You insist on a notebook?"

"It's not necessary, it's just that my hands are too tired to write with a calligraphy pen. It would be more comfortable to type."

"Then just use calligraphy. Young people are afraid of being tired."

"Believe me or not?"

Zhao Jun made a fierce expression on his face.

Anyway, he has already beaten the emperor, so what’s the harm in beating him again?

"Okay, okay, let Wang Shouzhong bring it to you later."

Zhao Zhen was afraid.

This grandson is a real tiger.

If you hit someone if you disagree with someone, the one you hit is the emperor.

There was nothing he could do against Zhao Jun, and he really couldn't stand it.

The two of them walked and chatted and arrived at the door of Xihua again.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The sky turned completely dark.

Zhao Zhen sent it outside Xihua Gate as usual.

Zhao Jun boarded the carriage and looked at him still standing at the door, feeling a little moved.

In fact, Zhao Zhen was really nice to him. He blamed himself for being too sensitive and there was no need to be too defensive.

However, looking at the old man's sallow face, which looked like he had excessive kidney deficiency, Zhao Jun still couldn't bear it, so he came back and whispered in his ear: "Brother."

"Um?"

"Pay attention to your body and don't indulge yourself too much."

"My health is fine."

"How about you go back and look in the mirror and see what you look like now?"

"All right."

The last time Zhao Zhen looked in the mirror was the last time. Although he knew that he looked bad, he really didn't know how bad he was.

"Okay, don't watch the movie. I'll take the notebook back first, and I'll show it to you later when you recover."

In the end, Zhao Jun felt uneasy and said, "I can only take a look occasionally."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Zhao Zhen nodded repeatedly.

"See you tomorrow then."

Zhao Jun waved goodbye.

"See you tomorrow!"

Zhao Zhen agreed.

Soon Zhao Jun's carriage slowly drove out of Xihua Gate and headed towards Qingtai Street.

After Zhao Zhen sent Zhao Jun away, he returned to Chongzheng Hall.

Inside the Chongzheng Hall, it was dark and dull.

Not even a candle was lit, only the faint glow from the notebook.

After Zhao Zhen kicked Wang Shouzhong out, he was alone in the study.

The notebook will be sent to Dasun later. He is a little reluctant to part with it and wants to read it one last time.

"Just for the last time."

Zhao Zhen clicked on the People and Nature folder and moved the mouse towards the domestic area with trembling.

Compared to the outrageous ones in Europe and America and the censored ones in Japan and Korea, he still likes the authenticity and unpretentiousness of domestic ones.

But after clicking it, he hesitated again.

Zhao Zhen thought of what Zhao Jun said just now, why don't he look at his face first?

After hesitating for two seconds, Zhao Zhen turned on the camera that came with his laptop. He was already very good at this thing.

The moment the camera was turned on, a pale and almost bloodless face was revealed, which shocked Zhao Zhen himself.

"Is this me?"

Zhao Zhen was stunned.

The last time he looked in the mirror, it was obvious that he hadn't reached this level yet.

"I was hurt by wine and sex, and I am so haggard!"

Zhao Zhen stared at the computer screen, full of regret. No wonder he felt weak recently.

"No, I must cheer up!"

"Starting from today."

"Quit drinking!"

Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth, turned off the camera, and then plunged into the domestic area.