After saying these words, Li Haoran left gracefully.

In the private room, only Mr. Zhao and Wang Hongyan were left looking at each other. Looking at the hollow wine jar, the two smiled bitterly. As for the remaining jar of wine, Li Haoran took it away. He said he would rather pour it to the loyal and heroic spirits underground than to leave it to them two guys who are not men.

As if he had thought of something, Mr. Zhao laughed and said, "Hongyan, that kid was unintentional, you don't have to take it to heart."

"I'm not going to bother with a child." Wang Hongyan naturally knew that Li Haoran was not targeting him, because he didn't know that he was a palace man.

"To be honest, I think that boy's words make sense, but his ideas are too naive. It's not a matter of day or night to change his habits for hundreds of years. The crisis of the Song Dynasty is right in front of me, so why don't I know?"

As Li Haoran imagined, Mr. Zhao was the Emperor Lizong of the Southern Song Dynasty. Lizong of Song was very moved and occasionally had the idea of ​​patrolling the world. Although Lizong was an inaction emperor, he still had the courage of the emperor after all.

With a flash of thought, he explained to the queen Xie Daoqing, and he took Wang Hongyan and others out of Hangzhou. Since he went to court for three days and fished for two days, he left for nearly two months. Except for those close to him, no one in the court knew about it. I wonder if this is to say that he did a good job in confidentiality or the sorrow of the Song Dynasty.

He had seen the flower world in Jiangnan. Seeing the prosperity all over the ground, his vanity was greatly satisfied. So he took a boat west and walked to the Xiangyang line.

This journey made him feel a lot. It turned out that under his rule, there were scenes of people being displaced. The thin and slim and full of delicacies in the South Returned people deeply shocked his heart.

Wang Hongyan naturally knew the anger in Lizong's heart, but he was helpless, because it was always the style of the Song Dynasty's officialdom, except for silently following him, he really had nothing to say, and he did not dare to add fuel to the fire of Emperor Lizong.

Looking at the various things outside the window, Song Lizong was very touched and stared at Wang Hongyan tightly and said, "Wang Aiqing, be honest, am I very failed?"

"This... the old minister has no way to answer." Wang Hongyan thought for a long time and said, "In the decades when the officials were in power, although there were constant chaos, there were no major events, which was much better than the previous emperor."

Song Lizong shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You don't need to comfort me. I know very well that in the eyes of the people, I am an incompetent emperor. As for major events, it is because the Mongolians have turned their eyes to the farther Western Regions, and Wu Dong only cares about the south. During the days of Xiangyang, the people were talking about Mongolia. I heard that the Mongolians had pacified the Western Regions and were now using the power of victory to carry out millions of troops to cross the south and destroy my Song Dynasty. Everyone knows that the Song Dynasty has not been promoted for a hundred years and has no good generals. I have no confidence in such a tiger and wolf army! Once Mongolia goes south, what can we fight with others? Li Haoran's words are like stabbing a sharp sword deep in my chest, which makes me particularly uncomfortable!"

"The official family, Li Haoran is so arrogant. He even makes the official family so sad. He doesn't let the minister get rid of him." Wang Hongyan was a little angry.

Song Lizong shook his head and said sternly: "I didn't anger him, just because he was right and used to flattery. I was surprised and refreshed by hearing such blunt accusations. If Hongyan had heard this ten years earlier, the Song Dynasty would not have had such a crisis."

After pausing, Li Zong smiled bitterly: "Now, I am old and no longer have the ambition and courage to make progress. I just want to spend my whole life safely. Actually, do you know? I am not afraid of losing the country in my heart. What I am afraid of is that my Zhao family has no successor. Over the years, I have been paying attention to the royal family and want to find people with the temperament of a hero, but except for the emperor Zhao Feng, no one can catch my eyes. Even Zhao Feng, I don't like him, just because he is strong and is not the opponent of those old guys who only care about personal interests. I want to find a decisive but understand the truth, but in the end, I have nothing to do. Looking at the current children, if I hand over the country to them, I will be defeated faster than me. Who knows the anxiety in my heart? Alas! It would be great if Wei'er is still there!"

"The official family, His Highness Wei's heaven is full and his eyes are rich, not a premature death. One day he will return to the official family and inherit the throne." Wang Hongyan comforted.

Lizong had only one son, called Zhao Wei, and died about three months after his birth. Since then, Lizong has no more son.

In fact, everyone who cares a little about the world knows that this child is not dead, he is just taken away by someone. It’s just that for a long time, people have regarded him as a dead person.

"I don't know why, but I always feel that this child is not dead yet, and I feel that he is the hope of my Song Dynasty's rejuvenation. This is also the reason why I have never been appointed as a crown prince. However, the vast world is vast, where can I find him? And when the child grows up, who can know him?" Song Lizong said to himself for a long time. He sighed, took out a small scroll from his arms, and opened it carefully.

On the scroll is a lifelike beauty in the palace dress. The beauty in the palace dress is robe swaying on the ground, her temples are tall, her eyes are like water, and her waist is like willows. Her appearance is so beautiful that it is difficult to draw and describe. The noble and elegant aura that looks like it is even more daring to look up to it.

Wang Hongyan glanced lightly, and suddenly her face changed drastically, her face full of surprises and unbelievable expressions. After a while, he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart and said, "Officials, I have something to do to go out."

Li Zong looked gentle, gently stroked the person in the painting, and asked, "Oh? Hongyan is still a friend of people here?"

Wang Hongyan said: "I plan to observe Xiangyang officials secretly and listen to the people's evaluation of Lv Wende and Li Tingzhi. The front line of Xiangyang is the front line of anti-Mongolia, so there is no need to make any mistakes. These two people hold heavy troops. If they have any unfair intentions, wouldn't it bring me a devastating disaster to the Song Dynasty?"

Li Zong thought for a moment and said, "What I said is right. Although I believe in their loyalty, I am sure of being guarded against others. As you said, it is important and it is okay to observe. Go! But don't do anything special. They are the only generals of my Song Dynasty. Don't let their patriotism be disgusted."

"I understand, I'm leaving." Wang Hongyan bowed and quietly. In an instant, Li Zong was the only one in the room, dazed at the portrait.

...

The sunset is sunny and the sunset shines westward.

Then the sky was dark and the moon shone brightly.

Tianranju, with a lot of people, and a lot of shouting, it looks very lively.

On the first day of the restaurant opening, Li Haoran made a fortune. The proprietress Lu Wushuang kept laughing all day long, and busy calculating various data with Nalan Suxin, Duan Susu, Cheng Ying and Dugu Menger.

As for the boss behind Li Haoran, they were neglected by them. Bored, they simply left the store and wandered around the streets.

In ancient times, few people came out to walk around. The streets emitted faint candlelight, a peaceful atmosphere that drifted out from all households, adding a lot of warmth to the night.

"After following you for so long, can you come out? This place is dark and gloomy, and it is a good place to kill and rob. "Although the three-mile journey is short, Li Haoran quickly walked over and came to an uninhabited corner.

It's very dark, and it's indeed a good place to kill people.

A person slowly walked out of the dark corner. Without looking, Li Haoran recognized from his breath that it was Wang Hongyan and asked, "Why is Mr. Wang following me all the time? Are you trying to kill me?"

Wang Hongyan said in a deep voice: "Mr. Li, your actions deserve the respect of the people of the world. I have no reason to get rid of you. I have to come here because I have some private matters to ask for advice. This matter is extremely important and concerns the general trend of the world. I cannot tolerate me being careless."

Wang Hongyan seemed a little excited, looked around, calmed down, and said, "This is not the place to speak. Can Mr. Li take me to a quiet place to discuss in detail?"

Li Haoran was stunned and thought to himself, "What can he have for private matters? Although this person's martial arts skills are good, they are far from me. If he wants to harm me, it will be very difficult." Although he couldn't figure out what he was going to do, Li Haoran quietly took him home.

When he arrived at a quiet room, Fenbin sat down, Wang Hongyan said apologetically: "Due to the special situation, I want to ask Mr. Li a question first. If it is different from what I imagined, I will turn around and leave."

Li Haoran became a little curious, but nodded and said, "Just ask! I can understand, because the fewer people know about some things, the better. Sometimes, ignorance is also a kind of happiness."

Wang Hongyan's eyes showed admiration and gratitude. He licked his lips and said nervously: "Then I'm not polite. May I ask Mr. Li, do you have seven moles on the sole of your left foot, which are in the shape of a Big Dipper."

Li Haoran was shocked and almost subconsciously said, "How did you know?"

Wang Hongyanhu stood up and looked even more excited, and his voice trembled: "This matter is of great importance. Can Mr. Li remove the boots and socks to let me see it?"

Li Haoran was confused by him and thought to himself: "In addition to Su Sudian's early discovery of my birthmark, Nalan Suxin and Cheng Ying only found out in the end. How did he know?"

However, in order to find out the truth, Li Haoran did not refuse and took off his boots and socks. As expected, he had the mark of pedaling on the seven stars on his left foot.

Wang Hongyan looked a little uncontrollable, and she trembled with her hands, holding Li Haoran's left foot like a pilgrimage, muttering: "It's true, it's true, I'm not wrong, there's no mistake, there's no mistake..."

Li Haoran felt goose bumps all over his body. He suppressed the disgusting thoughts, took back his left foot, and asked, "What facts can this tell?"

It was not until Li Haoran asked three times that Wang Hongyan woke up and watched Li Haoran for a long time. He knelt down with a "bang" and said, "The lower-ranking official Wang Hongyan met His Royal Highness the Prince."

Li Haoran looked shocked. After opening his mouth for a long time, he helped Wang Hongyan up from the ground and smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty misunderstood. Emperor Lizong has no descendants, and everyone knows it. You can't say this nonsense, it will kill people. And I am just a person in the world."

Wang Hongyan grabbed Li Haoran's hand and said excitedly: "Your Highness, you can't be wrong. You are so similar to the official family, and there are seven stars at the foot of your feet as evidence. Although the mark is not much the same as before, your Highness has only been three months since he left, and some changes are normal. Only I, the official family, the queen, and the imperial concubine know about this. There is no other fourth person to get it. If your Highness is strange, it will inevitably be inevitable."

Then he introduced himself: "My name is Wang Hongyan. I am currently the head of the palace, in charge of the security affairs of the palace."

Li Haoran listened very seriously and was quite uneasy. He thought to himself: Since he could tell the seven stars that I didn't even notice, he must have come here as a pretentious person. Maybe Zhao Wei's next time is almost the same. But, I am not a descendant of Xu Zhu, why has he become Zhao Wei again?

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