Zhao Fujin, the Emperor who brought disaster to the country

Chapter 1
Angrily rushed to the crown, lean on the railing, rested in the rain.Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.Thirty fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles, clouds and moon.Don't wait to be idle, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Jing Kang shame, still not snow.When will the courtier hate it?Drive a long car and cross the Helan Mountain.Aspirations hungry for Hulu meat, and laughed and thirst for Xiongnu blood.Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que.

In the Qionghua Pavilion, Zhao Fujin looked sad as he wrote "Man Jiang Hong". The handwriting was extremely stiff and sloppy, and every stroke and every painting showed impetuousness and uneasiness.

Qiongzhi rubbed ink on the edge with a sleepy expression. After enduring it again and again, she turned her head away and let out a mute yawn.

Yesterday afternoon, Concubine Liu Xian held a hundred-day banquet for He Fu Diji, which lasted until the end of Haishi.However, Emperor Kangfu was given too much wine and couldn't stop vomiting and fussing. All the waiters in the pavilion were exhausted from the torment.

Later, the eldest lady received the letter and personally invited the imperial doctor to come and use sobering soup and soothing incense together, and finally she was able to survive.

Unexpectedly, she had only slept for three to five moments before she was called out by Emperor Kangfu who was waiting at night. She first asked: "Where is this?"

He was drunk and confused, where else could he be?
Qiongzhi answered patiently, served tea, and finally persuaded her to lie down. She asked again: "What year is this?"

which year?
People outside the palace may not know that they, those who serve in the palace, don't know which year or month they have. No, they have their words: "In the seventh year of Zhenghe, it was the tenth day of autumn."

As soon as she said this, Emperor Kangfu cried and laughed, murmured to herself for a long time, and suddenly asked: "In which palace does Emperor Ji Maode, the most beautiful woman in the Song Dynasty, live?"

The most beautiful lady in the Song Dynasty, Maode Diji?

Qiongzhi counted all the twenty-odd emperors and concubines in the palace with her fingers, including those who had died in infancy, and then told her with certainty that there was no such person!

As a result, Emperor Kangfu just didn't believe it. After asking questions for a long time, she suddenly asked: "What is the name of the fifth daughter of the official family?"

The fifth daughter of an official family?
Qiongzhi was dumbfounded. She looked at her empress eagerly: "Aren't you the fifth one?"

This can poke a hornet's nest!

Emperor Kangfu jumped up from the bed, jumping around in the pavilion and cursing, which scared Qiongzhi half to death. When she was almost ready to call the eldest empress again, she suddenly stopped, picked up her pen and rolled up her sleeves, swiping her pen and ink. A poem jumps out on the page.

Being able to serve the most favored Emperor Ji in the palace, Qiongzhi was naturally literate and knew some calligraphy.

Compared with the previous words, Kangfu Diji's words are completely different!
Coupled with her expression, Qiongzhi's heart thuddered. She must have come back too late last night and got caught by a guest, right?I don’t know if I should go to Yaohua Palace to see it?

She was thinking wildly when she heard Emperor Kangfu's order: "Step back, I want to rest."

that would be great!
Qiongzhi rubbed her head, followed Emperor Kangfu, waited for her to clean her hands, lay down, and closed the tent tightly before retreating.

Emperor Kangfu, no, to be precise, it was Zhao Fujin who was lying on the bed, looking at the wooden bedspread made of hollowed out and carved rosewood, and fell into an inexplicable emotion of sadness and anger!
She has crossed!

She has a very good fortune, she is a favored imperial concubine, she is beautiful, she is fifteen years old, and she is in her prime.

Compared to the many illnesses she suffered in her previous life, she was like a mouse falling into a bucket of rice, unable to get what she wanted after being on the sickbed for more than 30 years.

But, but, this favored emperor is the famous emperor in history who died due to a rupture of the valley road, and she was also the first emperor in the Song Dynasty to be sent to the Jinren camp!
Maode Diji, my God!

I have done so many evil things in my last life, and you want to do this to me!

Zhao Fujin bit the corner of the quilt, cried and cursed, first cursing God, then the earth, and finally decided that in order to fight against the injustice of God, she decided to die to make her ambition clear!

This rosewood bed top is nice.

Zhao Fujin wiped his eyes and fumbled around in the drapery for a long time, but could not find a suitable tool for hanging the southeastern branches. In the end, he had to focus on the hanging gauze tent.

There is a slender gauze ribbon with embroidered patterns on it and a tent hook. It is very easy to take off and is strong enough. It should look decent when hung up, right?

Just do it.Zhao Fujin stepped on the empty grid, tied the gauze ribbon to the top of the bed, tested the height, and then resolutely put his neck in.

My neck tightened and my breathing hitched.

It is very similar to the feeling of being out of breath during the late stage of heart disease in my previous life, or even worse!
Zhao Fujin began to regret it!

After all, she was still a princess. After all, she still had ten years of good life to live, so why did she want to die now?

In the previous life, when I was lingering on the sick bed and taking more medicine than eating, I still knew that it was better to live than to die.

In this life, there are people waiting for you, and everything is delicious and spicy, so why die!
Otherwise, just live for another ten years and die before the Jin soldiers invade, right?
When Zhao Fujin thought about it, he began to struggle desperately. His feet began to flutter around to find a place to use force, and his hands pulled the gauze ribbon to use force to send it out. Fortunately, after working for a long time, it was still useful, and he only heard a "thump".

Who fell into the water?
Zhao Fujin was stunned. Which good family would have water on the bed in their palace?
wrong!

This is not the unlucky Song Dynasty palace.

In front of her was an endless stretch of golden wheat waves, at her feet was a clear lake with bottom visible, behind her were endless mountains, and at her hand was a high pavilion built along the lake, with a height of three layer.

Spacious, retro, and stylish!
Ah ya!

This is space, right?
The benefits of the legendary time traveler, the golden finger of the heroine?

Zhao Fujin is boiling!

She ran away with her feet. According to her years of reading experience, there must be a supreme treasure in this high cabinet, either a precious monument, a magic weapon for beauty and longevity, or at the worst, gold and silver treasures!

If she was lucky, she could have a room full of modern guns and ammunition.

But when he ran up to him, Zhao Fujin was disappointed.

The attic is about [-] meters wide and has three floors. It is supported by dozens of red painted columns. The building is made of red bricks. There are double-sash windows every three meters. In the middle is a five-meter-wide window. A large wooden door with the inscription "Shangzhen Zixu Immortal Palace" written on the top of the wooden door.

Go to the Zhenxu Immortal Palace?

Zhao Fujin was stunned. This couldn't be a Taoist temple, right?

She pushed the two doors, but they didn't move.

I pushed hard again, but it didn't move.

Hey, you’ve been given a golden finger and you still can’t use it!
Zhao Fujin didn't believe in that evil. She gritted her teeth, used her legs to use strength, and tried harder, but the door still didn't move at all.

While she was studying the door, Qiongzhi sat down on the couch by the window. She covered her mouth and yawned again. As soon as she kicked off her shoes, she heard a "thump, thump" sound coming from the hall.

Qiongzhi lowered her eyebrows, and angrily pulled off the shoes she had just taken off. She entered the palace muttering, and while pulling up the curtains, she asked: "The Emperor wants to..."

Before he could even finish asking the question, he was frightened.

When she saw Emperor Kangfu, her eyes were wide open, her tongue was hanging out, she was pushing with her feet and hands, and her head was hanging on the sandalwood bed!
Oh my God!

Qiongzhi shouted loudly: "Here comes someone, it's bad, Emperor Kangfu is dead!"

　I have released a new book. I have been preparing it for two or three months. I hope you all like it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)