All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 239 All in One

"Wuwu~wuwuwu~~"

While sleeping, Zhao Ji was dreaming that he had quelled the civil unrest in the southeast, and his army marched north to recover the Yanyun area that his ancestors had failed to recover.

He showed his merits to his ancestors in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and was admired by everyone in the world. He made immortal achievements, comparable to the Qin Emperor and Han Emperor.
Then I was awakened by the sound of crying.

"I'm so annoyed!" Zhao Ji turned over and sat up impatiently. "Why are you crying so late in the morning?!"

It was not until this moment that he could clearly see the figure lying on the bed beside him.

"Huan, Brother Huan?"

Lying on the bed crying not far away was Zhao Ji's eldest son, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Zhao Huan of the Song Dynasty.

He was also the future Emperor Qinzong.

Compared with his father, Zhao Huan was just as bad in oppressing the people and flattering the Jin people.

When the Jin army surrounded the city of Bianliang, Zhao Huan did not send troops to fight. Instead, he sent troops to search the whole city, captured beautiful women, tied them up with ropes, and sent them to the Jin camp for them to vent their anger.

As for collecting gold, silver and other valuables from the entire city and giving them to the Jin people, it was Zhao Huan's routine practice.

For the father and son, who are birds of a feather, the most important thing is to protect their throne and their lives.

The people, wealth and so on are nothing compared to the throne and life.

So Chen Ran sent Zhao Huan here as well.

"Brother Huan." Zhao Ji didn't care about the pain in his buttocks and moved over quickly. "Why are you here? What's wrong with you?"

There was no need to ask what happened. He saw Zhao Huan lying on the bed with parts missing between his legs.

"Father~~" Zhao Huan burst into tears "It hurts~~~"

"Too deceiving!"

Zhao Ji was furious and said, "If you insult the emperor like this, the people of the world will be punished."

With a loud bang, the simple door was kicked open and half of it collapsed.

Several strong eunuchs came in and shouted, "What time is it? Why haven't you started work yet? You always make us shout, do you think you are the officials?"

Zhao Ji, who was full of anger before, instantly turned into a quail and forced a smile, "Forgive me, I was busy too late last night and got up late."

"Stop talking nonsense."

The eunuchs waved their hands impatiently, "Go, get to work!"

Zhao Ji nodded and followed the eunuchs out the door, leaving Zhao Huan stunned.

"Father, how is this possible?!"

Zhao Huan was completely dumbfounded when he saw his father, who used to be so majestic and could decide life and death and national policy with just a word, now acting like a pug in front of several eunuchs.

I was so shocked that I even temporarily forgot the pain between my legs.

Zhao Ji naturally had no idea of ​​his eldest son's shock, and he would not care even if he knew. Anyway, it looked like his eldest son would suffer the same fate as himself in no time.

"That's good, there's someone to help share the burden."

When he arrived at the yard full of livestock, Zhao Ji took a shovel as if he was at home and began to clean up the manure in the yard.

In addition, they have to feed the livestock with water and feed, build awnings, etc. The work is very busy.

These animals were very friendly to Zhao Ji and would come over to rub against him when they saw him.

The impatient mule even raised its front hooves and lay on him.

"Get out of the way." The eunuch waved his whip and drove the mule away. "It's not time yet."

Zhao Ji was busy for the whole morning and only stopped in the afternoon.

The eunuchs brought food and let him have lunch.

Chen Ran didn't want him to die too early, as that would be too easy for him.

The lunch Zhao Ji had was rice bran rice, which he would never even look at in the past. It was the kind that made his throat ache.

As for the dishes, they were a pot of stew made from wild vegetables dug up from the imperial garden.

In the past, Zhao Ji had never even heard of or talked about these things, let alone eaten them.

But now, he eats with great relish.

No more chewing slowly, just swallowing in big gulps.

There was no other way. When he was hungry, he looked at the livestock manure and wondered whether he could eat it.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Qin Huizhi, dressed in official robes, walked in.

The eunuch in charge of guarding stood up in surprise and was about to speak, but he saw the eunuch who came in with Qin Hui waved his hand, and they sat back down.

Zhao Ji was obviously starving. He didn't even look at Qin Hui, who had a complicated look in his eyes. He continued to eat with his head down.

Even after finishing his meal, he would stick out his tongue and lick the bottom of the bowl.

Looking at Zhao Ji, who was wearing coarse linen clothes and didn't even have straw sandals on his feet, but was licking the bottom of the bowl with an intoxicated look on his face, Qin Hui suffered an unprecedented mental shock.

He had even secretly considered taking the emperor with him and heading to Jiangnan to look for Tong Guan's army.
After a long while, Zhao Ji reluctantly put down the pottery bowl and then looked up at Qin Hui.

After identifying him, he shouted in surprise, "Qin Huizhi?! Qin Aiqing, why are you here? Could it be the imperial army?"

Having said this, Zhao Ji suddenly stopped talking and even looked at the eunuchs guarding him in horror.

Such behavior made Qin Hui feel cold in his heart.

"Why is this official acting like a dog? ! " Seeing that the eunuchs did not scold him, Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "My dear, why did you come to see me?"

Qin Hui came to his senses and did not salute again. His words became even colder. "I am here by order of King Chen Ran to inform you that you want to marry your daughter."

"Ah, ah?"

At first, Zhao Ji didn't react, but soon he stood up with excitement and said, "Really?!"

This made Qin Hui stunned. Could this be a good thing?

"Hahaha, if you marry my princess, then I will be Old Taishan, and I can finally go out."

"Not marrying." Qin Hui couldn't help but remind him, "Just marrying."

Although they are talking about the same thing, the process and the result are that Chen Ran did something with Zhao Ji's daughter, but the difference between "marry" and "take" is as different as heaven and earth.

Hearing this, Zhao Ji was obviously stunned. "My daughter is the imperial concubine. Shang imperial concubine is what many people want. It's just a little title. By the way, which imperial concubine did he like?"

"all."

Zhao Ji' (＃°Д°)'

"What did you say? I didn't quite understand."

"All of them." Qin Hui repeated, "Your Majesty wants to marry all the princesses."

"All, all" Zhao Ji held his head in disbelief "I have more than 30 daughters, many of whom are already married"

"All accepted." Qin Hui was like an expressionless machine. "Divorce someone who is already married."

Zhao Ji had nothing to say.

He thought he was lustful enough by enjoying all the beauties in the world, but he never expected that there was someone who was even better than him.

More than 30 daughters, this is really...
"Forget it." Zhao Ji sighed and shook his head. "Just accept it, let's go."

Now it was Qin Hui's turn to wonder, "Where to?"

"Aren't you here to pick me up?" Zhao Ji was puzzled. "Since Chen Ran has married my daughter, he should let me go. At least he should move me to another palace and arrange for people to serve me."

"Your Majesty, you are overthinking." Qin Hui immediately shook his head. "I just came to inform you. Your Majesty did not say that you would treat me well."

"What?!" Zhao Ji was furious after being shocked. "You took all my daughters in, but you still don't want to treat me well? How can this be absurd~~~"

Compared to the princesses in history who were repeatedly humiliated, assigned to the Jin nobles as maids, and even beaten to death as burial objects after the Jin nobles died, Chen Ran marrying them was already the best possible outcome.

Apart from anything else, at least she could continue to live in Bianliang, the best city in the world, and no longer have to go to the north to work as a laundry maid.

Zhao Ji rarely showed any courage and shouted, "How can this be possible?"

However, after shouting, he looked guiltily at the eunuchs who were guarding him.

When Qin Hui saw this scene, he was completely desperate.

Such a despicable person is actually the emperor of the Song Dynasty? !
Feeling tired, Qin Hui decisively delivered another blow, "The king said that he will live in the palace from now on."

Zhao Ji was confused by what he heard. Since the city of Bianliang had been occupied, couldn't they just live wherever they wanted?
Seeing that the emperor didn't understand, Qin Hui simply pointed out, "There are other ladies in the palace."

Now Zhao Ji understood, and his expression suddenly turned grim.

Those are all his women!

Qin Hui shook his head without saying anything more, then turned and left the yard.

Zhao Ji came to his senses and opened his mouth to shout, but was scolded by the eunuchs, "It's time to work."

After saying this, he went to lead the livestock and walked towards him.

Zhao Ji subconsciously covered his mouth to protect his buttocks
Chen Ran said that he lived in the palace, but in fact, most of the palace ladies-in-waiting, Cai'e, had been released from the palace.

As for Zhao Ji's women, those who came from the families of generals, nobles and court officials were basically sent to the cold palace, where they lived a life of seclusion and meditation.

After all, except for Hu Yanzhuo, all the generals in the entire Bianliang City had been wiped out by Chen Ran, so naturally he would not keep these daughters of generals.

Although they were very docile when they were with the Jin people and could take any tricks without resisting, Chen Ran did not want to cause any trouble.

There are exceptions, such as Murong Yanda's sister, Concubine Murong, who was kept.

The reason was simple. Chen Ran arranged for someone to "invite" Governor Murong to Bianliang City to be the envoy in charge of confiscating property.

They are responsible for raiding houses and supervising executions. They are the typical scapegoats. Who knows, one day they may be hacked to death by their enemies on the street.

Chen Ran handed over most of the affairs in the palace to Concubine Murong to manage, as he had too many things to do himself.

After stabilizing the city of Bianliang, the troops naturally began to expand to the surrounding areas.

They successively captured the extremely empty Zhengzhou, Changsha, Yanling, Zhongmou and other places.

After that, the troops were sent out in two routes, one to Xijing Henan Prefecture, and the other to Nanjing Yingtian Prefecture.

The purpose of going to Henan Prefecture was to block the Western Army from leaving Shaanxi, while the purpose of going to Yingtian Prefecture was to cut off the canal, control Huaixi, and strangle the logistics of Tong Guan's army.

The garrison conditions in various places along the way were appalling. The local garrison troops, the garrison troops, and the native soldiers were almost defeated at the first touch and had no will to fight at all. The ones that could really cause some trouble to the troops were the civil groups such as the Archery Society and the Unity Society.

Chen Ran already knew all this.

After all, soldiers are also human beings, and as long as they are human beings, they will have their own thoughts.

It was impossible for them to work for the imperial court and officials who withheld their food and wages and despised and trampled on their dignity.

He even refused to shoot three arrows in battle!

Chen Ran, on the other hand, was promoting it widely along the way, saying that there would be sufficient food and wages, as well as a system of military merit titles. If one made military achievements, one would have the opportunity to have a separate entry in the family tree!

The strength of the army is determined by its morale!
(End of this chapter)