Zhao Ji is very excited. She used to be a hanging silk, and she can only enjoy watching Japanese art films. Now she can finally touch the girl's body wantonly! That's right, Zhao Ji found that these two little beauties were very young, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and their development was not very good.

However, the custom in the Northern Song Dynasty was like this. A girl was an adult at the age of thirteen and could get married. At that time, the average life expectancy was very low, only in the mid-thirties.

He came up when he felt his anger, and Zhao Ji started to go further in the vat. How could those two little beauties dare to refuse the emperor's request? Soon there were turbulent waves in the vat, Zhao Ji first favored Zhao Hongmei once, and then did Qiao Liner!

At the peak of his happiest moment, Zhao Ji suddenly received an inexplicable message, which made him lose his mind for a long time!

He received the remnants of Song Huizong's soul, not only various poems and songs, but also cultural knowledge such as calligraphy, which Song Huizong was best at, and Song Huizong's favorite music of men and women. Emotions can't go around Zhao Ji's mind...

"Fuck, luck!"

Zhao Ji finally recovered, and found that he was still holding Qiao Liner in a very indecent posture, but it was nothing, he was completely sure now that he was the emperor. Song Huizong, the unlucky bastard, was in low spirits because of typhoid fever. Maybe this gave him an opportunity to occupy the opponent's body.

Now Zhao Ji is not worried at all, he is the emperor!

"Hey, I'm very happy to be a foolish monarch!" Zhao Ji was about to fly happily, holding the warm and fragrant nephrite in both hands, and was very satisfied with this unexpected time travel! ’

After taking a bath for more than an hour, finally all the stains on his body were washed off, and Zhao Ji's virginity was also broken. Of course, it was not physical but psychological. He felt refreshed and held out a little beauty in one hand, "Don't worry, I will not treat you badly."

At this time, Zhao Ji unconsciously used Song Huizong's tone and said it with great certainty.

"Come here," Zhao Ji shouted, and an eunuch immediately came to listen to the announcement, "It is proposed that the Qiao family be named Qiao Junjun, and the Zhao family is Zhao Junjun!"

"According to the order, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Ji's words made Zhao Hongmei and Qiao Lin'er very excited. Junjun is a kind of female official in the inner palace. Although the rank is not high, it is much better than before, at least they can have a few maids. Has its own dedicated loft. Qiao Liner and the others quickly knelt down and thanked them.

After letting the two women retire to rest, Zhao Ji returned to Yanfu Palace, where Zhao Ji stayed most often. While walking slowly, Zhao Ji thought about the conversation with Zhao Hongmei and the others. Song Huizong, the bastard, eats, drinks, and has fun all day long, or he writes and draws. He basically knows nothing about state affairs. Getting the people doesn't make a living! Of course, Zhao Hongmei and the others didn't say anything bad, so of course Zhao Ji knew it.

By the way, Song Huizong, isn't that the last emperor of the Northern Song Dynasty? Now the situation in the Northern Song Dynasty does not seem to be very good. The internal traitors are in power, and the outside is eyeing, not only the Liao Kingdom but also the newly emerging Jin Kingdom...

Suddenly Zhao Ji's head was clouded, and he thought of a terrible thing, that is the famous Jingkang shame, that is, Song Huizong was captured by the golden soldiers, it seems that there are many ministers and concubines...

Moreover, Zhao Ji recalled the poem Yue Fei wrote, "Jingkang is ashamed, it still hasn't snowed; when the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed. Drive a long car and step through the shortage of Helan Mountain. Ambition to eat Hulu meat, laugh at thirsty and drink Xiongnu blood. Clean up the old mountains and rivers, facing the sky."

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji felt chills all over his body, what the hell, can't he, how many years is it now?

In the second year of Xuanhe, Zhao Ji turned his head and began to recall the history he studied in junior high school. At this time, he was highly concentrated, time and events began to appear in his mind, and those things that had been forgotten were resurfaced. The original face...

It has been ten years since Song Huizong succeeded to the throne. Zhao Ji remembered that Song Huizong reigned from 1100 to 1126. His face could not help gloomy, so it should be 1120 AD, and in six years he will be taken away as a slave. To be humiliated by Jin Bing, wives, daughters and courtiers were abused and humiliated to death!

"You can't carry it like that, right?" Zhao Ji's face was very bad, and he finally passed through to become the emperor, but he only had a few years of blessings, and it will be painful in the future. This is obviously far from Zhao Ji's expectations!

No, we have to find a way!

After walking around for a few laps, Zhao Ji's mind was very confused. He was actually the same as Song Huizong, the original owner of this body, and didn't know anything about handling state affairs!

After wandering around for a long time, Zhao Ji shouted, "Come on, set up in Kunning Hall!"

The Kunning Hall was where the queen lived. Empress Zheng was already forty years old at the time, two years older than Song Huizong. Although it was well maintained, she was no better than a young girl after all. Naturally, Song Huizong was indifferent to Empress Zheng. a lot. It's not surprising that Song Huizong was a careless guy.

Of course, the emperor's trip was very grand. Even in the palace, he responded to each other. Zhao Ji sat in the sedan chair, a real eight-carrying sedan chair, with four people in front and four people in the back, and there were guards on both sides ! Next to him was the eunuch Li Zhongming, who was holding a whisk in his hand and wearing a black hat.

At this time, Zhao Ji of course knew that he had some problems with his speech some time ago, because Song Huizong usually called Li Zhongming Xiaolizi.

Open the next window, Zhao Ji looks out,

Li Zhongming came over immediately, "Your Majesty!"

"Little Lizi, have you been with me since you were thirteen years old?" Zhao Ji asked indifferently.

With a pleasing smile, Li Zhongming said, "Go back to Your Majesty, yes, it's been ten years now!"

"Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Ten years have passed. You have followed me since the year I ascended the throne. When I turned around by chance, I found that many things seemed like a big dream!" Obviously dare not mess with the interface.

There is no need for the other party's interface, Zhao Ji just let the other party not doubt it.

In the impression of Song Huizong, this Li Zhongming was loyal and loyal. He was cultivated by the royal family since he was a child, and he was a confidant of Song Huizong because of his strong kung fu. Of course, now it's Zhao Ji's henchman.

Perhaps it was because of drinking the divine spring water, Zhao Ji was very clear-headed and had a rough idea of ​​what he was going to do. It goes without saying that Empress Zheng is the one whose interests are completely consistent with him. If Zhao Ji is unlucky, Empress Zheng will have to follow suit.

Soon after arriving at the Qianning Hall, the palace maids and eunuchs fell to their knees when they saw Long Jia coming, shouting, "Long live the emperor!"

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