This is true. The only people who can enter the main hall at this time are Zhao Guan's family and several noble ministers who came back from Yangzhou. They are also a few close ministers headed by Xiao Lin, plus a few motionless Zen monks... Niu Gao is simply outside the mountain gate.

, Yang Yizhong also only stood outside the palace.

Of course, what's more important is that this is a religious place after all, and it naturally has a kind of political shielding. After everyone has finished speaking, it doesn't matter when they leave the house.

"I know, and this is the problem." Returning to the front, Zhao Jiu replied quietly after hearing the words. "We are all serving the public, but our 'public' is completely different. Why is this? In fact, the emperor's uncle

I have been in Yangzhou for more than a year, and I have been elsewhere for more than a year. Our experiences have been different, and our thoughts have been different. Now that we meet again, I should have made it clear that this was my mistake."

"I respectfully listen to the holy edict." Zhao Shi bowed his head and faced him seriously.

In fact, it was not just Mr. Zhao, but also other people in the palace, from close ministers below Xiaolin, to several nobles from Tokyo who rarely accompanied him, as well as the motionless eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple, and a woman disguised as a man, Mrs. Wu, all raised their eyebrows.

ear.

"In the Jingkang Incident, I lost all my parents, brothers and sisters, and while I was living in exile, I saw that the scholars and people all over the world had similar sufferings, so I gradually developed a sense of empathy, and I came to regard the scholars and people as my parents, brothers and sisters; as for the emperor

Although my uncle and others also lost their father's family, they still regarded me as a family member of your father's family. They even wanted me to pretend to be a puppet to replace some people, without caring about the living people in front of me.

...This is the fundamental reason why things always go wrong between us after you returned to Beijing."

"Old minister...I still don't understand a little bit," Zhao Shi said with all his strength.

"It doesn't matter if I have to be more straightforward... I once swore that in this life I would revive the two rivers, destroy the Jin Kingdom, plow its courts and sweep its holes, and unify the world... Has your uncle ever heard of this?" Zhao Jiu remained the same.

His expression remained unchanged and he kept smiling.

"I've heard a little bit about it." Zhao Shi responded immediately.

"Then I dare to ask my uncle, since I want to do this kind of thing...if I succeed, I should at least be better than Guangwu in doing it? And if I want to succeed in this kind of thing, I should also learn from the ancient sages above Guangwu, right?

"

"It's natural."

"Then why don't you want me to learn Guangwu? Instead, you want me to learn from some mediocre people who have not conquered Yanyun, flattened Xixia, and then unified China for hundreds of years?" Zhao Guanjia's expression remained unchanged. "Not to mention, actually still

Some people want me to follow the example of those who ruined the family, hunted in the north, and brought humiliation to the world! Even if I am willing to humble myself, how can I do that kind of thing? Pray for peace and blessing, they are worthy of it?!"

Zhao Shi was stunned, and then he couldn't help but lower his voice and said sincerely: "Guan Jia, your world is originally the world of your ancestors, and your throne is also the throne of your ancestors!"

"The world of our ancestors was originally a world given by the people of the world, and the throne of our ancestors was originally a throne given by the people of the world!" Zhao Jiu was still not angry, and could actually smile at him. "But now that all people's hearts have been lost, Zhao Song

The world and the throne are on the verge of collapse, I should regroup the hearts of the people... Besides, water can carry a boat and it can also overturn it. Hasn’t the emperor read the book?"

Zhao Shi was completely stunned.

"Uncle Emperor," Zhao Jiu said slowly and calmly when he saw this. "For my dignity, you did not publicly remonstrate in Tokyo. I am very grateful. And for your dignity, I am also here.

This foreign land has given you a sincere answer...but I won't recognize some of the words outside the door. If the provincial ministers get into trouble again...please forgive me."

After saying this, Zhao Guanjia turned around and in complete silence, took the incense from the hands of the somewhat dull Shaolin Temple abbot, then waved his hand roughly towards the dignified golden puppet in front of him, and inserted the incense into his body at will.

In the forehearth.

He took another long breath.

I have to say that being a single husband is quite enjoyable sometimes... No wonder Zhao Ji can sink to that level?

It must be taken as a warning.

Thinking of this, Zhao Guanjia clasped his palms together again, bowed slightly to the puppet, and then turned around like a wooden sculpture.

ps: Good night...and happy holidays?

I haven't slept for twenty-one hours, and I can't sleep.
Chapter completed!