Song Dynasty's Ignorant Prince

"Petroleum?" Concubine Cui shook her head. She had been in the palace since she was a child, and she had to raise children in addition to fighting in the palace. How did she know those strange things, and she asked Zhao Ji very curiously.

"Petroleum, that's a black liquid that can burn," Zhao Ji's eyes lit up the more he said, and he thought of the great effect of oil.

Patting his head, Zhao Ji shook his head because of his slow response. As long as he has mastered the oil, is he afraid that he will not be able to beat the Jurchen? Set a fire and burn them to death, or even make a batch of gasoline bombs to kill them! Come on, if you want to capture Lao Tzu, just dream!

"Oh, yes, in fact, beauty substances can be extracted from oil, which is very good for women's skin. Many women look like they are 20 years old when they are in their 40s and 50s. That is the effect of skin care products, no Do you know if Concubine Cui likes it or not?" Zhao Ji laughed and started to move.

Concubine Cui smiled and looked at Zhao Ji in surprise. In her impression, Zhao Ji knew nothing about poetry and writing, so why does she feel so knowledgeable now?

"Your Majesty lied, how can a woman in her 40s and 50s be so young? Look at Empress Zheng, how beautiful she was, but now she can't help the ravages of time, and she is obviously getting old. Your Majesty now favors the slave family, but when the time comes When the slave family is old, will His Majesty still like the slave family?"

This is actually the worry of every concubine. The emperor can love the new and hate the old and look for young women, but what about those women who are abandoned by the emperor? I can only face the roasting of loneliness every day, and die tragically in loneliness. If there is a prince, it would be better, especially those women in the palace who do not have a prince, it is very miserable!

Zhao Ji knew what she was thinking just by looking at Concubine Cui's expression, and said with certainty, "Of course, you have added several princes and daughters to me, how could I forget you? We are husband and wife, now and in the future. Well, now let me give you a bath!"

After rubbing up and down, Concubine Cui's face was red and her ears were red, and then the two came out for another friendly match between men and women. Sometimes Zhao Ji was on top, and sometimes Cui Guifei was on top. Only then did Zhao Ji realize that Concubine Cui Gui had such a strong fighting power that Song Huizong's dead ghost couldn't satisfy her at all! Of course, Concubine Cui, who was killed in the end, discarded her helmet and armor, and Zhao Ji won!

Looking at Concubine Cui, who was paralyzed and unable to move, Zhao Ji touched the other's body and laughed, "The imperial kitchen has everything ready, come and let us eat before going to bed!"

"Your Majesty, I, I'm not eating, I'm too tired..." Concubine Cui said in a daze, feeling very complicated in her heart. The emperor seemed to be a different person, speaking a lot more vulgar and too fierce...

Zhao Ji smiled, and since that was the case, he sent food to Empress Zheng's Kunning Palace, and he wanted to have a good talk with Empress Zheng.

In the Song Dynasty, the food in the palace was not very rich. Of course, there was no shortage of meat, but vegetables. Now in the early spring, the palace only has radish and cabbage, and eating it for a few days is nothing, but eating these all the time is a little tired.

"Empress, those memorials are really big for me, you have to help me share some of them!" Zhao Ji gave Empress Zheng a chicken leg and said flatteringly.

Empress Zheng rolled her eyes at Zhao Ji and said, "Your Majesty, the concubines are women, and it would be bad if the courtiers knew about it."

"How do they know, if you don't tell me, I don't tell you, only heaven knows. Okay, the queen, it's settled," Zhao Ji smiled and gave a big burden to the queen. Of course, this It's not that Zhao Ji just let it go.

"Queen, this world is yours and mine, and this memorial is also yours and mine. Besides you, I can't find anyone I can trust..."

Empress Zheng has no choice, and what else can she say if she can gain the emperor's trust?

After eating, the two went to the Shang study room, where Zhao Ji handled the memorial.

There are memorials more than one meter high every day, Zhao Ji has been having a headache these two days. He tried to read a few memorials, but there were a lot of them, and the text had not been mentioned for a long time, so Zhao Ji scolded his mother and threw the memorials away. The other memorials are similar, his head is as big as a bucket, and now there are several stacks!

In the harem, that is, Empress Zheng has the temperament of a strong woman and can handle government affairs, but no one else can. And Empress Zheng has no prince and no basis to fight for power and profit, so Zhao Ji will ask Empress Zheng for help.

"It seems that the queen will have to work hard now!" Zhao Ji smiled, a little embarrassed.

Empress Zheng waved her hand arrogantly, "It is an honor for the concubine to share the worries for Your Majesty. However, Your Majesty has to promise the concubine that he will take his concubines and children to play in the garden once a month!"

"no problem!"

The other party only has such a simple wish, which Zhao Ji will certainly satisfy. Although Empress Zheng is relatively old, her grace and elegance is also a kind of beauty, and she is so understanding. Zhao Ji moved behind Empress Zheng and hugged her, "If I can have an empress in this life, Zhao Ji will have no regrets in life. !"

Zhao Ji said his name without using the title Zhen, indicating that he is only representing himself now. Empress Zheng was very satisfied, her heart was full of joy, and tears fell involuntarily.

In fact, in the past two years, Empress Zheng has been neglected by Song Huizong because of her old age. Song Huizong will not go there once a month. Even if she does, it is only a passing scene. She is worried that she will be put into the cold palace. Come out prince. More than once I cried silently when I was helpless in my heart...

Wiping away her tears, Empress Zheng sat in front of the desk.

The emperor's desk is very large, and it is very spacious for two people to sit down.

"Little plum," Zhao Ji shouted, "Go find two palace maids to grind ink for me!"

I could have asked Xiao Lizi to do this, but Zhao Ji didn't want to face a eunuch, so it would be more pleasing to the eyes and a beautiful woman. Empress Zheng didn't care about this, she was past the age of jealousy, and she was already content to be able to hold the current position of empress.

"Your Majesty, how do you deal with such a thing?" Empress Zheng asked.

Zhao Ji looked at it. The memorial was about the salt issue. Many people could not afford salt, hoping to attract the attention of the imperial court. In the Song Dynasty, the salt tax was very strict, and the government monopoly system was implemented, and some merchants would also be given salt to sell in small quantities to prevent private sales. As a result, the price of salt is high, and many people cannot afford salt.

In ancient times, this problem has not been solved, mainly the problem of productivity.

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