Chapter 116 Zhao Ji’s promise, Gongsun Jiu’s weapon refining skills

Author: Lingling Lingling

Chapter 116 Zhao Ji’s promise, Gongsun Jiu’s weapon refining skills

Zhao Ji, who was still the crown prince of Prince Yu, stayed overnight on the Yuncaifang.

That incident almost caused Zhao Ji's marriage to Shenjian Villa to be annulled.

At that time, Zhao Ji was just an heir apparent that no one was optimistic about. After the incident, it was just a joke.

But who would have thought that within half a year, Zhao Ji would become the emperor of Zhao.

Suddenly, who Zhao Ji favored on the Yuncaifang that night, and whether there would be royal blood among the people, became the most noisy rumors in the market.

Moreover, the more rumors spread, the more mysterious it becomes.

The reason why Yun Cai Fang was taken over by Yuan Wu Tang and why it became Qing Shui Hua Fang adds to the mystery of what happened that night.

The more this happens, the more confusing the rumors become.

After the common people's leisure time, the rumors about the emperor leaving an illegitimate child among the people became more and more bizarre.

If you think about it this way, if there is an illegitimate child, it will be born soon.

Zhang Li glanced at Zhao Ji.

Following King Wu, he conquered Yongzhou and became the emperor. It can be said that he rose to the top in one step.

But this is what King Yu and Princess Yu paid for with their lives.

At this time, Zhao Ji was no longer as relaxed and free as he was when he first came to Jingyuan to see Zhang Li.

There was a little more twinkling in his eyes.

Is there any relaxed and easy emperor in the world?

"What you are actually asking about is the orthodoxy of the court and the inheritance of the royal family." Zhang Li shook his head and said calmly, "You know in your heart that you did not get the throne through the right path."

Zhao Ji asked about what happened that day, which was just an introduction.

Although Zhao Ji has become emperor now, his throne is not stable. Countless people still think that King Wu Zhao Cheng is the most suitable person to be emperor.

In Luojing City, there were various rumors about the replacement of the throne, and the most noisy one was that King Yu changed the edict before his death.

There is no evidence for this kind of rumor, just like whether Zhao Ji was lucky enough to see anyone at Yuncaifang that day.

Zhao Ji asked Zhang Li about this matter, which was indeed testing Zhang Li's views on the inheritance of the throne.

But he didn't expect that Mr. Zhang would speak so directly.

Zhao Ji trembled all over, a trace of fear and panic flashed in his eyes.

So what if he is an emperor?

Aren't you so helpless in front of Mr. Zhang?

Even though he has taken over the imperial power of Zhao Kingdom, in front of Mr. Zhang, he, Zhao Ji, is still the same as the prince who had nothing and could only give gifts to the Gui Yunxue treasured in Prince Yu's palace.

There are no secrets at all.

Nodding, Zhao Ji reached out and opened the wine bottle he brought.

Some tremblingly opened the mud seal, but held it down and shook their heads: "It's a big funeral, no drinking."

Taking a deep breath of the fragrance of the setting sun's blood in the wine pot that had been opened, Zhao Ji raised his head and looked at Zhang Li.

He handed a light yellow book from his arms to Zhang Li's long desk, and then slowly unfolded it.

"This is the edict of succession left by the late emperor."

Reaching out to brush it, Zhao Ji said softly: "Indeed, the late emperor wanted King Wu to inherit the throne."

His fingers trembled uncontrollably, and Zhao Ji's eyes flashed with pain.

"My mother-in-law died and taught me that without power, I am like an ant."

"My father risked the disapproval of the world, tampered with the imperial edict, and gave the throne to me in exchange for his life."

"Sir, tell me, can I refuse?"

Zhao Ji clenched his fists tightly and gritted his teeth, with a trace of distortion on his face.

"Everyone in the world knows that my second uncle is more suitable to be emperor than me."

"But if I don't become the emperor, I will be sorry to my father, queen, mother and concubines, let alone avenge them with my own hands."

"When I walked up to the deposed prince wearing a dragon robe and stabbed the sword into his chest with my own hands, I could see the reluctance and regret in his eyes."

Putting his hand on the edict, Zhao Ji said softly: "Sir, now, if I can return the throne to my second uncle, I will not hesitate."

return?

How to pay it back?

Zhang Li knew that Zhao Ji was just talking.

If you sit in this seat, you can't just give it back if you want to?

It is impossible for Zhao Ji to make this tampered edict made public to the world.

It is impossible for Zhao Ji to let King Yu bear the infamy.

Even if everyone in the world looks down upon him, Zhao Ji, he will still sit firmly in this position.

It seemed that Zhao Ji had never talked to anyone since he ascended the throne. Zhao Ji sat in front of Zhang Li and kept talking about his recent difficulties.

His only biological sister could only agree to marry far away from the Northern Wei Dynasty, otherwise, he would not be able to stabilize the Northern Wei army.

No one in the court can be used by him, and the worship hall is full of people who look down on him Zhao Ji.

The sixteen southeastern palaces are now in the hands of Su Ming. Whether he can escape Zhao and return to Chu is a matter of thin air.

If the Sixteenth Mansion collapses, Zhao Ji will be ashamed of his ancestors.

After becoming the emperor, Zhao Ji realized that the Zhao Kingdom had already been unable to support itself.

Luo Jing now has no available troops or money to allocate.

"Sir, you say, what should I do?"

Looking up, Zhao Ji's eyes were filled with confusion.

Before you know it, the sky is filled with stars.

In the side hall, the fluorescent beads hanging on the surrounding walls slowly lit up.

"Zhao Cheng came to see me today and said that you would ask me about this matter." Zhang Li's words made Zhao Ji's shoulders tremble.

What Zhao Ji wants to do cannot be hidden from King Wu.

Or perhaps, Zhao Ji was still too young in the eyes of King Wu.

"Now that the general trend of the Zhao Kingdom is so strong, even if the Eastern Mirror returns, it will be difficult to stabilize it." Zhang Li's face was calm and his voice was calm.

He didn't say it in a suggestive tone, but said these things very directly.

It's as if all major events in the world can be decided with just one word.

"Sir, do you really mean that we can only invite Su Ming back to the capital?" A look of embarrassment flashed across Zhao Ji's face, and he whispered: "Su Ming respects his own merits, fights martial arts with Confucianism, and is entangled with the Jixia Academy of Chu State.

Qing Dynasty also ordered those thousand-year-old families..."

His voice stopped.

Because the expression on Zhang Li's face did not change at all.

Any worries are just Zhao Ji making excuses for himself.

The general trend of the Zhao Kingdom will inevitably require Su Ming to return to Luojing and take charge of the Zhao Kingdom's court.

Only in this way can the Zhao Kingdom be stabilized.

Zhao Ji clearly had the answer in his mind, but he was hesitating.

Because he had gained the throne unfairly, he was extremely disgusted with Su Ming taking advantage of the general trend and forcing the court to do so.

But this general trend really cannot be changed by him being disgusted.

If Mr. Zhang in front of me is willing to take action and sit in court, he can indeed change the overall situation.

Unfortunately, Zhang Li showed no expression at all from beginning to end.

"Zhao Ji understands..."

With a soft whisper, Zhao Ji stood up and bowed to Zhang Li.

"I will issue an edict immediately and ask Su Ming, the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, to return to Luojing and pay homage to the Prime Minister."

After bowing and taking a few steps back, Zhao Ji spoke again: "I know that Brother Zhang Chu's Yuanwu Hall is helping Mr. Luo Jing collect information."

"In the future, not only the Yuanwu Hall, but also the Royal Enshrinement Hall, and the Jingzhao Mansion will send the latest information from all parties to Jingyuan Temple."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ji looked up at Zhang Li.
To be continued...