The thirteenth son of Emperor Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, King Jian Zhao Si, was less than seventeen years old this year. He was born to Zhao Xu's biological mother, Princess Zhu, and was Zhao Xu's biological brother.

Zhao Si looks more delicate, with red lips and white teeth, but his body is relatively frail and his face is thin. This is probably a common problem among the Zhao royal family.

Zhao Si was on the outskirts of Kaifeng Mansion when he received the news from the palace. After receiving the news, he and Zhao Hang rushed to the palace with hundreds of servants.

Zhao Si and others had just entered Nanxunmen at high speed. When they looked at a street in the Jieting area, they saw many Imperial Guard soldiers gathered in front of them, blocking the street tightly.

"Prince Jian is here, make way quickly." Zhao Hang felt a little anxious and shouted loudly while riding on his horse, holding the whistle stick in his hand.

"We are patrolling the underground fire shop. There is a fire in front of us. We cannot pass here. You should go elsewhere." Two Imperial Army soldiers carrying pumps said loudly.

Zhao Si and others heard the words and looked behind these people. Sure enough, there were plumes of thick smoke not far ahead, but the smoke was not big and no fire was seen. There should be no problem in passing.

Besides, even if the Imperial Guards in the underground fire shop are putting out the fire, what's the problem for them passing through?

"What...what should I do?" Zhao seemed to be a person without any ideas. He would get confused when encountering a slightly bigger matter. He would always say "what to do" and "how to wait".

"Your Highness, the matter is urgent, rush over!" Zhao Hang said after thinking for a moment.

You can also reach the palace by taking a detour, but it will take time. Moreover, it is dusk at this time, there are many pedestrians on the street, and other roads leading to the palace may not be smooth.

The number of Imperial Guards blocking the road at the Qianhuo Shop was actually not that large, only about twenty or thirty people, so it was better not to bother talking nonsense with them and just rush past them.

"This... okay..." Zhao Si said hesitantly.

After receiving the order, the servants under the two men rushed forward in a swarm.

The street here was narrow, and after the servants squeezed through, they pushed the two Imperial Guards carrying buckets to the ground. The buckets overturned, and water splashed all over the floor.

"Ouch, no! Someone is making trouble!"

"Who dares to stop me from putting out the fire?"

"It's His Royal Highness King Jian..."

"Your Highness King Jian, stop your people quickly, the spread of the fire is terrible!"

All the "hidden fire" forbidden troops immediately got into a mess, crowded together with the palace servants, talking about pumps, buckets, forks, fire hooks, fire sickles and other fire-fighting objects all over the ground, covering the streets.

It was so blocked that the servants couldn't squeeze through.

"Straightie, fight me!" Zhao Hang saw that the scene was in such chaos that it was impossible to pass. He was anxious and said angrily.

Upon hearing this, the servants held up wooden sticks and crackled at each other to drive away the imperial troops blocking the way.

"Ah? The thieves are going to kill you!?"

"Come quickly, someone is rebelling!"

"Ouch, my dear mother, it hurts so much!"

The Imperial Guards at Zhongqian Fire Shop only carried fire-fighting tools and no weapons at all. How could they be their opponents? In an instant, they were beaten with bruises and swollen faces. They cried for their fathers and mothers, and were thrown to the ground one after another. At the same time,

Zhao Hang and others gradually cleared a path.

"Haha, rush over!" Zhao Hang laughed out loud when he saw the embarrassed appearance of the imperial guards, and then he picked up the horse's reins and wanted to lead them over.

"The thieves are rampant and they will come soon!"

"Brother, this is what I should say."

"That's what you said, who stopped you?"

"The thieves are rampant and they will come soon!"

At this moment, two black men emerged from nowhere, wearing uniforms of the Forbidden Army and holding wooden sticks. They stood on the street, one on the left and one on the right, like two black towers, blocking Zhao Si.

, the way to go for Zhao Hang and others.

When all the servants saw the power of the two big men, they suddenly became timid. They held up wooden sticks and kept shouting, but they did not dare to move forward.

"Fight them, what are you afraid of? If you take down these two, the prince will give you a heavy reward." Zhao Hang made a mental calculation and found that he was probably no match for these two men. Therefore, Zhao Hang did not dare to move forward and just urged his servants to rush forward.

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As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. Hearing this, all the servants shouted and rushed forward with wooden sticks, trying to knock the two men to the ground. They escorted Zhao Si and Zhao Hang through this street.

"Well done!" Upon seeing this, the two black men who looked like door gods shouted at the same time and rushed forward with thick wooden sticks.

After the two sides rushed closer, they both used wooden sticks to chop and beat randomly, and the wooden sticks made a dull sound one after another.

The two black men are both extremely strong, tall and powerful. The wooden sticks in their hands are as thick as the mouth of bowls. When they swing, they are fierce and fierce, and the servants are nowhere near them.

Human opponent?

At the same time, the muscles on the two of them were like steel and iron bones. When the wooden stick was hit, it was like striking iron, making a crackling sound. The wooden stick would either be bounced away, or hit in two parts at once, and it could not hurt them at all.

Cold hair at the root.

The two black men rushed into the crowd of servants like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep, beating them wildly. In just a moment, they beat the servants until they were crying for their fathers and mothers, howling like ghosts and wolves, and the servants fell to the ground in a mess, or

It's like a rat scurrying around in a panic, and no one can pull it together.

After a while, the ground was covered with servants, moaning in pain, and no one was standing around the two black men.

When Zhao Hang saw this, he was furious. He threw away the whistle stick in his hand, pulled out his waist knife, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and tried to let the horse go forward to chop it.

"Tsk..." At this moment, the sound of an arrow piercing the air suddenly sounded, and a sharp arrow flew over like lightning and nailed the blade shining with cold light. It was so powerful that Zhao Han couldn't handle it at all.

Unable to stop himself, the waist knife fell from his hand and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

A young general wearing a white robe leapt up on his horse, pointed at Zhao Hang with a bow and arrow in his hand and shouted: "In the important place of the capital, those who use swords and guns without mercy will be killed without mercy!"

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"Sir, is this...is this appropriate?" A commander of the Qianhuo Shop looked at the messy scene and asked fearfully to a young man in his twenties next to him.

The young man glanced at the commander of Qianhuopu and said with a smile: "King Duan is taking care of everything, what are you afraid of?"

"In half an hour, the emperor will come..." The young man then added.

When the commander of Qianhuopu heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. He was so happy that he wished he could shout to the sky, and he could not wait to step forward and knock down a few servants himself.

Of course it would be better if you get a little injured.

When the new emperor ascends the throne, this is a greeting gift. Although it is insignificant, it is enough to become his first step. Compared with this, taking some risks is nothing.

The young man smiled slightly when he saw this and stopped talking to this potential man.

The commander of Huopu gave the order and said: "Come here, please pass on the message. You can delay it as long as you can. Don't hurt anyone until it is absolutely necessary. Call the chief. Xu Biao, be careful. They are people, not stones. Don't do anything too harsh."

Heavy."

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"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

"My emperor is like the sun and the moon, illuminating the land of China!"

"When my emperor ascends the throne, our Song Dynasty will be our country forever! Our blessings will last for generations to come!"

The two kings Zhao Yi and Zhao Si broke through the siege, got rid of countless pursuers, and finally arrived at the palace after going through many difficulties and dangers. They arrived almost at the same time.

But when the two kings arrived at the palace, the big event was already over. Three shouts of long live could be heard from the palace. Through the tall and thick palace walls, both of them could hear the voices of the ministers calling to welcome the new emperor.

The sound is like a flood of flattery words, which never stops flowing in the ears.

The two kings stared blankly at the tall and heavy palace. Their hearts suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and they felt as if they had been splashed with cold water, from head to toe.

The timid Zhao Si immediately returned to the palace to await his punishment, and never left the palace again except to pay homage to the late emperor.

Fighting from left to right, Zhao Hang, who had escorted Zhao Si to the palace, was nowhere to be found at this time. It was said that he had gone to the palace to look for a way out.

Zhao Bai stood blankly in front of the tall palace for a long time, refusing to leave.

"Brother Emperor, I'm late. I didn't see my brother for the last time. This is my fault!" After a while, Zhao Bai knelt down in front of the palace gate and cried sadly. The situation was extremely pitiful.

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In the first month of the third year of Song Dynasty and Yuan Dynasty, King Duan Zhao Ji entered the palace to pay homage to the late emperor. Immediately, Zeng Bu, Cai Bian, Xu General and others supported Zhao Ji as emperor. Zhao Ji refused at first and cried to worship the late emperor.

After coming forward to persuade him, Zhao Ji reluctantly agreed to take over the throne, inherit the unification, and dominate the world.

Although people with a discerning eye have already seen that Zhao Ji's method of obtaining the throne was not clever and was a little dirty, but as Li Sanjian expected in advance, how could anyone dare to pursue this matter? It was too late for the ministers to welcome the new emperor, so there was no time left.

Go and pull Zhao Ji's pigtails?

After Zhao Ji succeeded to the throne, he immediately mourned and pardoned those who had been wronged. All officials were promoted to the first level, and all the troops were rewarded. At the same time, he sent envoys to express condolences to the Liao Dynasty, honoring the former emperor and the queen as Empress Yuanfu, and honoring his mother.

Chen is the Crown Princess.

Hao Sui, the eunuch in the palace, and Liu Youduan caused trouble in the palace, and he should be executed for his crime. However, Zhao Ji thought that he had served the late emperor for a long time and had worked hard with great achievements. At the same time, he was the new emperor and it was inappropriate to carry out killings. Therefore, Zhao Ji stripped him of all official positions with a cane of thirty.

, salary, and drove the two out of the palace, of course, the premise is that they can be driven away...

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After Zhang Dun congratulated the new emperor, he left the palace and returned home to rest.

When Zhang Dun left the palace, he happened to meet Li Sanjian who was watching the excitement outside the palace in the distance. After Zhang Dun, a sophomore in high school, glanced at the crowd in the distance, he left the palace alone and hunched over.

"Sanlang, he is Zhang Dun, the prime minister of the dynasty." Gao Er said to Li Sanjian in a low voice.

The sophomore year was aware of Zhang Dun's dethronement of Li Sanjian from beginning to end. At this moment, the sophomore couldn't help but smile with gloating.

Is he Zhang Dun? Li Sanjian didn't feel gloating at this time, or even felt happy. He just looked at Zhang Dun's back with an expressionless expression.
Chapter completed!