After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

At this time, the Baihe River was in its ice age, making travel easy. The Jin soldiers on the other side were constantly trying to find out which unit this well-trained Song army belonged to. Meanwhile, Zhao Kuangyin simply proceeded with the repairs to the defenses of Yanshan Prefecture.

The next thing to do is to bring Emperor Shenzong Zhao Xu over.

Many ministers in the court still remember Emperor Shenzong's face, and Zhao Xu was one of the few Song emperors he could respect. Who would have thought that he would give birth to such a useless son as Zhao Ji!

If anyone were to say that Zhao Ji (Emperor Huizong) initially wanted to work hard to govern the country, but later rapidly declined, Zhao Kuangyin would consider such talk to be utter nonsense!

Even after being punished for murder, it couldn't cover up his crime. This was Zhao Ji's nature to begin with. Wasn't Cai Jing someone he used? Wasn't Tong Guan someone he used? Now he's perfectly inherited Zhao Er's tendency to run away, managing to march all the way south... truly...

Zhao Kuangyin simply couldn't bear to look.

Zhu Qinggu then took him back and brought Zhao Xu over. Zhao Xu was so angry he wanted to shove the head of this rebellious son into the septic tank and drown him.

However, the most urgent task now is to control Bianjing and prevent internal turmoil.

Therefore, Zhao Kuangyin first brought Zhao Xu directly to the palace.

Zhao Huan was now in a state of extreme fear. When the retired emperor abdicated and he was made to ascend the throne, he cried until he fainted. Who wouldn't be afraid of the Jin army? He was afraid too, and he wanted to run away.

Those below him did not see him as a ruler and were more inclined to support another prince, Zhao Kai.

Zhao Kai was Emperor Huizong's third son. He was intelligent from a young age, well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics, and like Emperor Huizong, he was skilled in calligraphy and painting. Therefore, he was greatly favored by Emperor Huizong. He once secretly participated in the imperial examination and won the top score.

Zhu Qinggu didn't know whether the top score was legitimate, because she hadn't checked the information.

All that is known is that Zhao Kai was a top scholar in the imperial examinations, and many scholars and officials stood on his side. Even after Emperor Qinzong ascended the throne, these scholars and officials secretly encouraged him to seize power.

When Zhu Qinggu heard that these people were fighting amongst themselves while foreign enemies were attacking from the outside, he also found it quite absurd.

These people are truly fearless.

Zhu Qinggu even suspected that Emperor Huizong did not pass the throne to Zhao Kai, but to Emperor Qinzong, in order to use Emperor Qinzong to shield his favorite son from disaster.

But thinking about it, it's purely a conspiracy theory; there are still quite a few people who support the eldest son.

Suddenly, several strangers appeared there, and Emperor Qinzong was immediately terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. His attendant quickly shouted, "Help! There are assassins!"

But no matter how much they shouted, no one came to the empty palace, because the area outside the palace had been controlled by the men brought by Zhao Kuangyin.

"What do you want? Don't kill me! I'll give you anything!" Emperor Qinzong was terrified by the group of men who suddenly appeared and exuded a murderous aura. He collapsed into a plop and the eunuch beside him kept begging for mercy.

Zhao Xu shook his head slightly. He had long known that this grandson was hopeless, but he hadn't expected him to be like this... You know, the live broadcast is still going on right now, and Miss Zhu and the others are there too.

Zhao Xu felt embarrassed and annoyed.

Not to mention him, Zhao Kuangyin felt the same way.

"Help him up!" He didn't want to look at the muddy mess on the ground even once more; it was simply an eyesore.

Upon hearing his voice, Emperor Qinzong was overjoyed, knowing that he would not die.

The Song Dynasty is currently beset by internal and external troubles, which is a cause for concern for many. Just then, the "street drum" from the Bell and Drum Tower in the palace sounded, and the drummers in Kaifeng City also began to beat it.

The city of Kaifeng was once again filled with a somber atmosphere, and the officials who heard the drumbeats quickly prepared themselves and entered the palace.

I wonder what important event could be that requires the beating of the street drums. Could it be that the Jurchens have attacked again?

Everyone looked grim and quickened their pace.

Upon entering the hall, they discovered that the person sitting there was not the weak emperor, but someone else entirely.

The newcomer was clad in full armor, with the sword still at his waist. He had a fierce look in his eyes, a square face, and a dark complexion, exuding an aura of royalty.

Officials who arrived earlier simply bowed respectfully, a gesture they never changed.

When they looked over, the person sitting below the dragon throne also had slightly constricted pupils.

Some people in this dynasty have served through several reigns. Emperor Qinzong never met his grandfather, Emperor Shenzong Zhao Xu, nor his uncle, Emperor Zhezong Zhao Xu, but he did meet some of his ministers!

And the one sitting in the main seat... is exactly the same as the portrait of Emperor Taizu in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

If the late emperor were to be resurrected, would this person also...?

Some people kept wiping the sweat from their foreheads.

They didn't dare to look up at all. Some people wanted to ask who was up there and whether they were rebelling, but for some reason, they were also so intimidated by the solemn atmosphere in the hall that they couldn't speak.

"Everyone's here? Very well!" The man above merely patted the dragon throne lightly, then stood up. "Today, I'll let you all die knowing the truth!"

Looking at the people below, who resembled quails, whether civil or military officials, Zhao Kuangyin sneered, "Your retired emperor is really fast now, faster than his ancestors. His ancestors used donkey carts, but he doesn't need one at all."

"He ran out of Tokyo, then to Bozhou, then to Zhenjiang, then to Sizhou... He's really capable. He can even abandon his important ministers and run all the way. If you put him in the position of a donkey and put the reins in his mouth, he could probably run faster than an ox or a horse."

This sarcastic and absurd joke caused Zhu Qinggu, Liao Ming, and the others in the corner to chuckle softly.

The people on the canopy were reminded of the donkey cart drifting again. They knew that laughing like that wasn't really appropriate, but they still chuckled.

(What a bunch of idiots!)

(Doesn't the character '赵' look like an ox or a horse pulling something in front of it?)

(Arrows flying everywhere? So what if my surname is Zhao?)

(To be honest, I actually wanted to see whether Zhao Ji's donkey cart rally was faster or Zhao Er's donkey cart rally was faster...)

(No, that's too dark!)

……

The people on the sky laughed and joked freely, while the Zhao family emperor below suddenly felt darkness before his eyes.

Zhao Zhen shook his head and sighed, his face burning. He had initially felt a surge of patriotism because of the Emperor Taizu's mission to rescue Jingkang, but now he only felt ashamed. Wasn't this originally a matter for the Zhao family's imperial clan? Alas!

Besides Zhao Zhen, there were a series of emperors from the Zhao family. Even Zhao Kuangyin, Zhao Xu, and Zhao Xu, who were sitting in the hall now, felt the same way. Thinking that the broadcast was still going on, their faces darkened even more.

Laughter came from the corner. Everyone wiped their sweat, wanting to know who was so bold, but they didn't dare to move their heads to see who it was. Otherwise, they would have seen a group of people dressed in unusual ways.