Zhao Ji also took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped his tears.

"How dare you ask an official to wipe away the tears of an old slave?" Liang Shicheng was even more moved and burst into tears.

Zhao Ji actually just meant it, to symbolize it, and then he handed the silk handkerchief to Liang Shicheng and asked him to wipe his tears.

"Stop crying! Pass on my decree!"

"Obey!" Liang Shicheng wiped away his tears and immediately obeyed the order. He walked out of the Daqing Hall holding the imperial edict and handed it over to the eunuch who delivered the order...

Zhao Ji took advantage of Liang Shicheng to walk out of Daqing Hall,

He was thinking, taking advantage of the first night when he had just traveled through time, when he was very conscious and had not yet been dazzled by beauty and wine,

I must rely on my prophetic advantage as a top student in the history department of the university.

Take a note and write down the list of the current and future threats to our Song Dynasty.

When Zhao Jisi got here, he felt that in this blacklist, if the name of the person should not be recorded in full, it would be enough to only take one word so that he could understand it. After all, there are still high-ranking officials here!

He walked back to the dragon chair and sat down, took the brush on the dragon table, and wrote the following name and the abbreviation of the enemy country on the imperial silk: "

Six, Jiang, La,

Huan, Chang, Yu;

Miao,Liu,Hinoki,

Structure, gold, yuan."

Of course, Zhao Ji used ancient writing methods and did not use modern punctuation marks. He wrote from right to left, with three characters per line, a total of four lines.

When he saw it, he could write a "thin gold body" that was exactly the same as the original owner of his body. It can be seen that he inherited the calligraphy talent of the original owner, Song Huizong.

Now, Zhao Ji only thinks of these as the bigger threats for the time being; if he feels there are more in the future, he will continue to fill them in.

Zhao Ji folded the imperial silk with the blacklist written on it and put it in his arms.

At this time, Liang Shicheng walked back to Daqing Hall and reported that he had handed over the imperial edict to his eunuchs...

After listening to Liang Shicheng's report, Zhao Ji nodded and yawned...

Liang Shicheng was particularly discerning and said flatteringly:

"Guan family, the state affairs have been dealt with, it's time to go back to the harem and go to bed!

I wonder which imperial concubine the official family will visit tonight?

Lao slave, please make arrangements in advance!"

Zhao Ji: "…………"

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