Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"My beauty! Don't go! Stay with me a little longer!"

In a grand hall of unknown location, Zhao Ji was indulging in pleasure with a group of singing girls.

"Your Majesty~ giggle~ you're so naughty~"

"My beauty! Come, let me teach you to write. Do you know how many ways there are to write the character 'Song' in 'Great Song'? You don't, do you? Come, let me teach you~"

"No~"

……

"Oh!"

Inside the hall, amidst the singing and dancing, the warm spring weather and blooming flowers, the atmosphere had reached a point where it seemed like they were just about to do something, when suddenly the hall door was pushed open forcefully, and a figure rushed in.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!..."

"What are you doing! Who let you in! Get out of here!"

Without even looking to see who it was, Zhao Ji immediately launched into a tirade.

"Your Majesty! This old servant has something important to report."

After seeing the situation inside the hall, Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh deeply, and then said helplessly.

"I asked you to... Oh, so it's the Grand Chamberlain."

Zhao Ji sensed that the man had not left and was about to get angry when he looked closely and realized that it was Yang Jian. His anger immediately subsided.

After all, he knew that Yang Jian was one of the few people he could truly trust.

"Your Majesty, this matter is of utmost importance. We must dismiss all attendants."

Yang Jian looked at the dancers flanking Zhao Ji, one on each side and another in his arms, and sighed inwardly. Ever since Zhao Huan returned, Zhao Ji had directly delegated power, leaving all the trivial matters to Zhao Huan to handle, while he himself hid in the palace to enjoy himself.

But Yang Jian never expected that Zhao Ji would enjoy himself to this extent!

"Daiban, what's the big deal?"

Zhao Ji reluctantly pushed the dancer away from his arms. To be honest, he felt quite comfortable during this period. No wonder the ancients criticized those incompetent rulers every day. After experiencing it himself, Zhao Ji felt that being an incompetent ruler wasn't so bad! Since becoming an incompetent ruler, he felt that being a wise ruler before was completely meaningless!

"Go and wait for me in the side hall."

Emperor Huizong patted the dancers' private parts forcefully, creating a wave of movement x3

After the dancers had left, Yang Jian then spoke to Zhao Ji:

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened."

"What happened? Fang La is dead? Li Qianshun is dead? Wuyan Guang is dead? Wanyan Aguda is dead? Or Ren Yuan is dead?"

Emperor Huizong of Song (Zhao Ji) seemed indifferent. In his view, apart from the deaths of these five people, what was the big deal?

"Your Highness, we do not know whether Wuyan Guang is dead or not, but the Liao Kingdom is gone."

Yang Jian revealed the news.

"Oh? The Liao Kingdom is gone? Who did it?!"

Emperor Huizong of Song was unusually invigorated. "Excellent! The Liao Dynasty is gone, and it even went before my Great Song Dynasty! Did our ancestors see this? Our Great Song Dynasty will last longer than the Liao Dynasty!"

"Ren Yuan from Shandong..."

"Ren Yuan? It's him again? Why is it always him who gets all the good news?"

When Zhao Ji heard Ren Yuan's name, he shook his head helplessly, but this time, he did not fly into a rage as before.

"..."

Seeing Zhao Ji's expression, Yang Jian silently took back the rest of his words, not wanting to tell Zhao Ji that Ren Yuan hadn't even gone himself, but had sent Guan Sheng instead.

"Ren Yuan, after all, is a Song person. In other words, the Liao Kingdom was actually destroyed by the hands of my Great Song. My lord, after my death, is it alright for me to say this to our ancestors?"

"Your Majesty is wise."

"Otomo, am I truly wise?"

Perhaps immersed in his own definition of "Song destroying Liao", Zhao Ji was actually a little proud at this time.

"Your Majesty is naturally wise. He knows exactly how to use someone like Ren Yuan."

Yang Jian had no choice but to continue speaking, even though he was at a loss for words.

"It was precisely because the Emperor knew how to use him that he did not send a large army to wipe him out when Ren Yuan was still just an insignificant nobody."

"Those who truly understand me are my great companions."

Emperor Huizong looked at Yang Jian with some surprise. He really hadn't expected his chief advisor to be so eloquent. "That's right, that's exactly what I meant!"

"Your Majesty, but there's bad news... The Crown Prince, the Crown Prince..."

"What happened to the prince?"

Emperor Huizong's expression immediately turned to one of concern. He only had one son, Zhao Huan, and if something happened to Zhao Huan, it would be a devastating blow to him.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince seems to have a favorable impression of Ren Yuan's false benefits."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and then changed to a more tactful way of saying it.

"Affection? Has he forgotten how he escaped from there?"

Emperor Huizong shook his head. He was sometimes not entirely satisfied with his crown prince, but fortunately, the prince was obedient, which made him feel at ease.

"what did he say?"

"He said he wanted to bestow the title of Prince upon Ren Yuan..."

Yang Jian lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhao Ji.

"presumptuous!"

As expected, Emperor Huizong was furious!

He suddenly stood up, grabbed the fruit in front of him, and slammed it to the ground!

"You bastard! Who gave him the guts to grant Ren Yuan the title of Prince? What was he thinking? Huh?"

While throwing things, Zhao Ji also overturned the table!

"Your Majesty, why don't you revoke the Crown Prince's regency?"

Yang Jian offered his advice cautiously.

"Yes! Yes! I want to take back this rebellious son's regency power. Ōtomo, you're coming with me!"

Zhao Ji thought Yang Jian's words made a lot of sense. He immediately stopped thinking about the dancers in the side hall and only wanted to slap Zhao Huan hard!

"The traitor! The traitor!"

Emperor Huizong's chest heaved violently as he cursed and swore all the way out of the palace. He then signaled for his carriage to proceed to the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

Yang Jian followed closely behind. He didn't know what would happen when the father and son met, but he felt that if he didn't follow, something terrible would happen.

"You traitor! You traitor! Come out to me!"

As the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace drew ever closer, Zhao Ji's pent-up anger seemed to find an outlet, and he roared furiously at the palace.

"Father, what is the cause of your anger? Your son is willing to share your burdens."

Surprisingly, Zhao Huan was standing on the steps of the Eastern Palace, looking down at Zhao Ji, seemingly waiting for him.

At first, Zhao Ji didn't think anything of it, but when he got off the six-dragon palanquin and was about to step onto the steps, he suddenly looked up and felt his son's downcast gaze.

This gaze made Zhao Ji feel very uncomfortable!

For so many years, for so many years has no one seen me like this!

"You unfilial son! Why aren't you coming down to greet me? What are you doing standing so high up?"

Zhao Ji pointed at Zhao Huan.

"Are you going to stand there and wait for me to come over? Have you wasted all your education?"

"Father, it's been so long, you've grown old."

Zhao Huan did not respond to Zhao Ji's words, but instead changed the subject. However, as soon as he said this, Yang Jian's expression changed immediately. He looked around and found that the guards of the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace were staring at them menacingly!

That feeling... that's exactly what Cai Jing did back then!

But Zhao Ji didn't notice anything amiss at that moment; all he could see was his unfilial son!

"I'm old? You unfilial son, do you think I'm too old to wield a knife and can't kill you? Believe me, with just one word from me, you'll be forced to step down from your position as crown prince!"

Zhao Ji was truly enraged, but faced with his fury, Zhao Huan merely shook his head slightly, then slowly spoke:

"Father, I don't believe what you just said..."