Zhao Huan left. He left Chengde Palace.

He was in a bad mood today. It was not because of the general's affairs, nor because of the fact that someone was mixed with sand in the Zhu family's army.

This is too normal.

Since he made the choice to lead the army in person, he naturally knew that he had to face this dangerous situation and had already been mentally prepared and even realized that he would die as his country.

He was the emperor of the Song Dynasty. If he had not had such enlightenment, how could the people of the Song Dynasty have such enlightenment?

He doesn't care about someone assassination.

The reason why he was in a bad mood was because Master Zhong was sick.

Zhong Shidao was seventy-five years old and was serving the king for thousands of miles. He rushed to the battlefield on Hedong Road without stopping. Zhong Shidao's vitality has been consumed by this long journey.

So this disease failed to heal for several days. Zhao Huan was actually ready for the death of Master Zhong, because when he saw Master Zhong for the first time, he saw an old man.

It is rare to be seventy years old. If Master Zhong gets away with this disease, it will be a joyful and joyful depressed!

Zhao Huan comforted himself so much that he continued to float in the Datong Palace as if he had no soul. He was surrounded by Zhao Ying, the minister of the inner eunuch.

Zhao Ying was afraid, when did the official family look like this?

When the Jin soldiers besieged the city, the officials were full of energy! They looked like they were fighting to the end! No matter how life or death, they would never give up until the end!

Now that he is so down and out, even a small stone on the road almost makes Zhao Huan fall.

In this way, Zhao Ying remembered the official family when she was a child. She ran around and occasionally fell. He was protecting her, for fear that the official family would fall.

"Where is the official family? Where is the official family!?" Hu Yuan hurried over from a distance, his face flustered.

Hu Yuan saw Zhao Huan who was pressing the road under the palace wall, and he didn't care about his greetings and shouted loudly: "Official family, Young Master Zhong has woken up and wants to see the official family!"

"Really?" Zhao Huan rushed to Hu Yuan like a gust of wind and asked loudly.

Without waiting for Hu Yuan's answer, he turned around and left, running towards the Imperial Hospital.

The emperor's crown garment of the Song Dynasty was very tired when running, and hem was held, otherwise he would really fall. Therefore, the people in the Song Dynasty were very elegant, and few people ran like Zhao Huan, like an old hen.

Zhao Huan didn't care about his image and ran into the Imperial Hospital.

"I'm here. Young Master. I'm here." Zhao Huan grabbed Master Zhong's hand and said anxiously.

When Zhong Shidao saw Zhao Huan, he pulled his mouth and smiled. His pale lips were not bloodshot, and his face was as bright as gold paper.

"The old minister is afraid that the old minister can't see the Paris that the official told to the old minister. The old minister can't see the day when the official appointed Yue Fei as the emperor. But how can one emperor be enthroned by another emperor?"

"The officials also see that the old ministers are confused and fooling them."

"Stop talking. Stop talking. Take a break and have a good sleep, and tomorrow will be fine. I will push you to Juyongguan tomorrow morning. We have seven states in the mountains that have been recaptured. We have only taken down the nine states outside the mountains. " Zhao Huan's voice was slightly anxious and he said comfortingly.

Zhong Shidao lay on the bed, shook his head with difficulty, and said, "Old minister naturally knows the body of the old minister. I can't live tonight."

"Hu Yuan! Is there any Liaodong Laoshan Ginseng? Go and cook a bowl of ginseng soup!" Zhao Huan shouted loudly.

Hu Yuan ran in. He didn't know how to explain to the current supreme emperor of the world that Laoshan ginseng soup is not suitable for the symptoms of Zhongshidao. Using medicine indiscriminately will only make Zhongshidao go faster.

He didn't dare to say it, so he shut up and stood there and didn't know what to do.

"Hu Yuan, go out." Master Zhong asked Hu Yuan to leave. He was the five declines of heaven and man, and his whole body was exhausted and he had no cure.

"Officials, you are too generous. You should be more ruthless in dealing with some enemies, but it is useless to say that. It is easy to change the country and nature is hard to change. Officials remember that the enemy is the enemy. If they die, they will not cause trouble to the official family." Zhong Shidao said tremblingly.

Zhao Huan nodded constantly, of course he knew what Master Zhong was talking about.

"Also, since the official family said that the pile of maps and books were secretly made by the Song Dynasty, and they should not be spread outside and spread from Taizu, they must continue according to the inheritance. The military system was written by an old minister, how could he not know that it was not a military title from the Qin, Han and Tang Dynasties? The official family is not easy to walk on, but it must go to the end."

"The old minister is stupid and can't see clearly what the future of the Song Dynasty looks like, but the old minister thinks that is the way I am in the Song Dynasty." Zhong Shidao continued.

But Zhao Huan understood.

What kind of life is the talent of the world! That is, Master Zhong saw through him, how much stuff he took out from his sleeve?

What a smart person, Master Zhong, can't he guess?

There are also those military books and strategies that were not written by Song Taizu at all. Zhong Shidao was a civil servant, so he couldn't see it?

A talented person who is a talented person who follows the destiny of heaven.

He just doesn't want to say it out loud, not because he doesn't see it through.

Even when he was in his final dying state, Zhong Shidao still insisted on his duty as a minister, and whatever the emperor said was what he said.

He did not cross that line at all. No matter how much Zhao Huan trusted him or how big the official position he gave him, he was a minister after all.

"Old minister, I hope that our Song Dynasty will produce a wise king and a good emperor, and will lead our Song Dynasty to create a prosperous era of the Han and Tang dynasties again! It will reappear the charm of the world. I saw the shadow in the official family. That's enough."

"This is the record of the Zong family written by me, and it has been written. It is all the lessons summarized by the Zong family's battle formation over the years. Since no one of the Zong family has joined the army, then this book will be presented to the official family. The official family will keep it. If it is useful, use it. If it is useless, burn it to the minister."

"There are countless records of talents. The heroes in the world are bustling with each other. How can they be written in a book? It is because the old minister is too greedy, but he can be used as a reference for the official." Zhong Shidao fumbled for a long time, took out two books and put them in Zhao Huan's hands.

Zhao Huan kept nodding and took the letter.

"Stop crying, like a child, I am seventy-five, and leaving is also a joyful and depressed." Zhong Shidao said sadly.

As an official, he is kind-hearted and an emperor needs ruthlessness, not be kindness.

That's useless.

Zhao Huan was already crying, so he could only nod.

Before he could see Master Zhong staying so dying, he never felt that he would be so heartbroken.

In fact, he had already prepared for the death of Zhong Shidao, including enthroning the Prince of Guang'an in advance, and taking out the world map to talk to Zhong Shidao about the children.

Farming in Paris was indeed in his expectation, but it was really too far away.

From the time when the emperor personally fought, he knew that Zhong Shidao might die in the battle of Hedong Road.

Unexpectedly, when this day came, he was still so sad that he couldn't even speak clearly, so he could only choke up.

Zhong Shidao coughed twice and continued, "The Western Army of the Song Dynasty is an army of Anbian, and the bandits are a little more serious."

"This time, the Western Army's group of people just wanted to stand by, and it was not easy for them. It would be fine if they were eating sand in the northwest every day. The Supreme Emperor has been using troops for many years and has been defeated repeatedly. Who is not disappointed? They are also seeking self-protection."

"If you can give them a chance, just give them a chance." After Zon Shidao said, he looked at the official family.

Zhao Huan shook his head and said, "No."

The smile on Zhong Shidao's face appeared. This official family should just pick some good and pleasant words.

I know that this is the answer I want to hear.

He always wanted to make the officials cruel, but the officials learned well.

"The old minister has left, so I can't care about so many things. Let Chen Cong be more cautious and make Zhang Junshou be greedy for more merits. My younger brother should also beat him more. There are also officials, and give birth to more children. Cough cough..." Master Zhong coughed twice, looking at Zhao Huan's face with a smile.

"Report! Good news! Captain Yue fought against Wanyan Zongwang in front of the Dabei Pass formation! Wanyan Zongwang was defeated! He has escaped from the mountain tail!" A commander hurriedly held the military newspaper and broke into the imperial hospital, shouting loudly outside the door!

"Young Bao, did you hear it? Young Bao, the Song Dynasty took back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun! It's taken back!" Zhao Huan said excitedly.

"The great Song Dynasty is a great blessing for the great Song Dynasty." After saying that, Zhong Shidao closed his eyes peacefully.

No regrets.

"ah!"

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Chapter completed!