Song Dynasty's Ignorant Prince

"Father, what do you think of this painting of mine?" Zhao Kai came to Zhao Ji with a painting for advice.

Of course, Zhao Ji is not good at calligraphy, painting and poetry, but Song Huizong is a master in this area. Zhao Ji quickly looked for information on this aspect.

Taking a look at it, Zhao Ji praised, "Well, the shades are suitable, especially the spirituality of the bird is drawn. Well, Kai'er is very similar to me in this respect..."

Seeing his father's admiring eyes, Zhao Kai was very happy, and then said, "Please also ask my father to write an inscription for me. It is very difficult for me to keep up with my father in terms of calligraphy and painting!"

Zhao Ji laughed, shook his head and said, "Kai Er, you have made great progress, and you may be able to surpass me in the future. Besides, you are the champion. Haha, I never won the title of champion when I was young."

Zhao Kai once took the exam incognito and won the first champion, but Song Huizong didn't let anyone publicize this matter. How could the prince be the champion. But this shows that Zhao Kai's talent is full of talent.

"That's because the father did not participate. If the father participated, he would have been the champion!" Zhao Kai smiled and complimented.

Zhao Ji didn't care, the king and concubine were grinding ink on the side, Zhao Ji dipped some fragrant ink with a brush, and with a wave of the pen, wrote a few big characters, "Yu Linglong".

"Okay, good calligraphy, I'm going to take it back and frame it. If I look at my father's calligraphy every day, I'm sure my calligraphy skills will also improve..." Zhao Kai looked a little overjoyed, and the king and concubine also showed admiration.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel very satisfied. This body has formed a habit of calligraphy, and the writing is exactly the same as that of Song Huizong. This is the thin gold body created by Song Huizong. Zhao Ji feels that the pen is free and dripping, sharp, full of arrogance, like breaking gold and cutting jade, it is indeed a good word!

After packing up, Zhao Ji asked, "Kai'er, as a Kuizhou shepherd, you should have a better understanding of the lives of the people. Now tell me what you have seen."

Hearing the business, Zhao Kai sat down and looked at Zhao Ji, "Father, the boy has been outside for a few years and has gone to many places. Although the local officials have painted the peace, he still found some bad things. There are many places where the people are not hungry, and some people even have to sell their children... Of course, this is still very rare..."

Zhao Kai has only heard of these things. Wherever he goes, the local officials will welcome him wholeheartedly. How can he let him know the suffering of the people below. And Zhao Kai put it bluntly, he is also a playboy.

Zhao Ji shook his head. According to the memory of his previous life, it seems that this is not the case. At this time, the land annexation movement should have been very intense, and there are also oppressions such as birth dates.

"Alas, water can carry a boat and capsize it, you should remember this!" Zhao Ji said something, in fact, to himself. The fact that he can enjoy the current life is based on maintaining his own rule, otherwise the consequences will be worrying!

"Yes, Emperor Father!" Zhao Kai agreed, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhao Ji can also see this point. This Zhao Kai has a literary style and inherits the literary elements of Song Huizong, but I am afraid that it is also a straw bag in terms of political affairs! Although he admits that he is not a wise monarch, at least he will not let the traitorous ministers go. After all, he has a cognition of history and knows which one is the disciple of Jianning.

After comparing, Zhao Huan is a waste, and Zhao Kai is probably not much better.

Fortunately, there is no need to consider these now. Zhao Ji feels that with his own physical conditions and the role of Shenquan, there should be no problem in living a seven-year-old or eighty-year-old. Of course, he cannot be kidnapped by the Jin Bing. Thinking of this, he was worried for a while. The situation in the Song Dynasty was too chaotic. Is five years enough time?

Following the destiny, Zhao Ji could only come to this conclusion in the end.

Depressed, Zhao Ji wanted to go out for a walk.

"Well, it's not good to sit in the hall all day long. I should be aware of the people's feelings and know the suffering of the people!"

After saying a word to himself, Zhao Ji said to Li Zhongming and asked him to lead ten big inner experts to accompany him.

Wearing a blue scribe's shirt, a hairpin, and a blue hat, with a few dog legs behind him, there really is a sense of playful travel.

However, Zhao Ji told himself to keep a low profile, and let those Dane guards wrap their weapons in cloth to make them less conspicuous. Only two guards followed, and the others were scattered around for protection.

At this time, the city of Tokyo was already lively, with the voices of various merchants hawking and selling, and many foreigners with high noses and deep eyes were also here. In the past two days, Zhao Ji enjoyed the food of the court, but when he saw the snacks on the street, he felt very cordial.

"Baozi, mutton buns!"

"Candied gourd, candied gourd is sold..."

"Cooking cakes, selling cooking cakes..."

Zhao Ji stopped and called the candied fruit seller, "Give me a bunch!"

"Okay, a penny!"

There is no concept of Zhao Ji, a coin of the Song Dynasty, and Song Huizong did not leave any relevant information. Of course, Zhao Ji does not need to pay. Li Zhongming, the eunuch, did this.

After a short time, Zhao Ji held candied haws in his left hand, two buns in his right hand, and Li Zhongming in the back also held various snacks in his hand.

"Hey, you can try it too, the taste is still good!" Zhao Ji said to Li Zhongming, which moved Li Zhongming very much.

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

"Cough cough," Zhao Ji coughed immediately, almost letting Li Zhongming say it.

Li Zhongming immediately bent over, "Huang, Mr. Huang!"

"Haha, that's right," Zhao Ji, alias Mr. Huang, was very interested.

Originally, he was a small person, and he felt more comfortable in these markets. Although there were many beautiful women and delicious food in the palace, he was not as full of vitality and vitality as he is now. There are also no ugly things to fight for power and profit, so that Zhao Ji can relax.

At this time, Zhao Ji seemed to understand that Song Huizong had gone out for fun many times. On the one hand, the other party was romantic by nature, but on the other hand, he was probably also bored with the life in the palace. …

Zhao Ji remembered his nominal sons Zhao Kai and Zhao Huan again. Some people say that Zhao Kai doesn't like to be the emperor, Zhao Ji doesn't believe it, but with him around, they can't make trouble.

Some people are pushing unicycles with some daily necessities on them, some people are carrying a shackle on their backs, which contains things to sell, and some people simply carry things for sale. Although this is the capital city, there are still many people wearing patched clothes with disheveled faces, looking like they are having a hard time.

Looking at the people at this time, Zhao Ji is fortunate that he was born in a new era and does not have to worry about eating enough.

"Hey, what's this sound?" Zhao Ji heard the sound of the piano and saw a small building not far away with the words "Xiefang Building" written on it.

(Your Majesty, please support me...)

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