When he was blown by the wind, he felt a sense of drinking. Since becoming the emperor, he hasn't had a drink with his brother so happily for a long time. This kind of reminds him of the days when the two brothers shared half a steamed bun when he was a child. This incident spoiled the atmosphere, walked back to the table, picked up the glass again, and said, "Come! Come! Guangyi, let's have another toast."
Zhao Guangyi silently followed to the wine table, but did not pick up the wine glass. He just bowed his head and fiddled with the charcoal fire in the porcelain hot pot. It took a long time before he said: "Brother Huang, you said that one day, my Song Dynasty will destroy the North. Han, drove the Liao prisoners, collected the Sixteen Continents of Youyun, and restored the land of Guanshan. Guangyi wrote down these words."
Although Zhao Kuangyin felt that his words were a bit abrupt, he did not doubt that he was there, and said with a serious face: "But your temper is too impatient. It is imperative to destroy the Northern Han and the Ping Liao prisoners, but it needs to be achieved step by step. It will not be possible. Be lazy, and soldiers must not be tired. You must remember these two words."
He looked at Zhao Guangyi, who didn't answer, and felt a little worried. Da Song and Bei Liao now maintain a relative balance of power. Since they have not directly played against each other, both sides are still in the stage of testing each other's strength. However, the Sixteen Youyun Prefectures are all in the hands of the Liao people, and the Central Plains is open. The Liao people can drive horses south at any time, and the initiative is actually in the hands of the Liao people.
Therefore, the battle of Ping-Liao Dynasty is imperative, but it must be after the Northern Han Dynasty has been suppressed and this confidant trouble has been eliminated. In addition, the Ping-Liao war will either not be fought, or the elite of the country must be concentrated in order to fight it. As long as he loses the first game, it will inevitably leave an indelible fear in the hearts of the Song Dynasty soldiers, and it will also allow the Liao people to understand the reality of the Song Dynasty. Once this balance is broken, the situation may be difficult to deal with.
My younger brother is a brave general who fought ten rounds and ten finals, but he was too eager to achieve success and lacked the overall vision that a commander should have. I have said this to him a few times before, but he always didn't take it to heart.
Zhao Kuangyin frowned slightly, and then said to Zhao Guangyi: "Also, the oath monument I set up in the Taimiao to'do not kill ministers and prosecutors' will also be passed on from generation to generation. My great Song royal family originated from the grass. It is not if the Tang Dynasty has the Guanlongmen sect with rich administrative experience to rely on, only eclectic, courteous and virtuous corporal can receive the hearts of the world’s scholars and create a prosperous era. Only when the world is stable and peaceful, our Ping Han will destroy the Liao In battle, there can be a large rear that can be attacked, retreated and defended."
Seeing that Zhao Guangyi's bitterness towards him is still just a promise, Zhao Kuangyin shook his head and smiled bitterly. He has said so clearly. Isn't this second brother still seeing his own heart
However, he saw that Zhao Guangyi was very worried at this time, and he was not in the mood, so he stopped talking, toasting and laughing: "Okay, let's not talk about national affairs today, we..."
His movements suddenly stopped, his eyes flashed, and he slowly sat back on the chair, the jade cup in his hand fell to pieces, breaking into pieces.
Zhao Kuangyin showed an unbelievable look in his eyes, looking at Zhao Guangyi: "You..."
Zhao Guangyi raised his head, his handsome face twisted fiercely under the flashing charcoal fire, he lowered his voice and laughed: "Brother Emperor, I have written down everything you said, and I will fulfill your last wish."
Zhao Kuangyin reluctantly kept his expression unchanged, but only felt that all his strength had disappeared without a trace. He tried to sit upright and squeezed out a voice: "You... why are you doing this?"
Zhao Guangyi seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then he laughed a little frantically: "Why? Why? Brother, don't you remember that when you went to beg for food, you didn't eat for four days in the wind and snow, as long as you arrived at a bun But he just kept half of it for me, walked thirty miles, came to me, fed me bit by bit, and ate the half of the bun. What you said to me personally at that time, all your things will be Share it with me. Do you remember that once a dozen rascals asked me to crawl through their trousers, and you suddenly rushed up and killed a person with your teeth abruptly, making the dozen more older than us The hooligan who was a few years old was so scared that he would call me Grandpa ever after seeing us. You told me at that time that you would not let anyone point fingers at me."
"But", he suddenly turned around: "But you have changed!"
His voice gradually became louder and louder and said: "You no longer have my brother in your heart now, only your precious son, only your Defang, do you remember our mother holding your hand before she died? , If you want you to pass on the throne to me, this flowery world should belong to me, it is mine! But you want me to be an uncle, your brother, to bow down to a child with no full-length hair , This is impossible! Impossible!"
Zhao Kuangyin watched Zhao Guangyi's slightly crazy behavior, but his heart sank bit by bit, and he became hurried. The reason why he was so bored to ask the kind of mentally retarded questions was that he wanted to buy some time and think that he was so superb. His skill was used to dissolve this strange poison in his possession, but there was no trace of the poison, but it was extremely tyrannical. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't gather a trace of energy.
I blame myself for being too unsuspecting about this second brother. Originally, Defang had reminded himself, but he even reprimanded him for being so good. Now the guard at the door was dismissed far away, and he was unable to speak up. Those Tie Guards who only followed his own destiny were afraid that no matter how much Zhao Guangyi tried, they would not come back to check.
He quietly pressed the mechanism on the table with his hand, and probed his hand into a secret grid, while grinning reluctantly: "Guangyi, I really didn't think you would do this. This country, sooner or later, would have been passed on to you. Why bother..."
At this moment, Zhao Guangyi calmed down. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a jade axe and sneered: "Brother Emperor, are you looking for this?"
Zhao Kuangyin's heart fell to the bottom for a while, and even the only magic weapon that could be reproduced was taken away. He sighed and closed his eyes: "You are also deliberate."
Zhao Guangyi laughed up to the sky: "If I don't have full confidence, how can I dare to do it. Since I was young, I have never beaten you once, but this time, Brother Huang, you must admit that you have lost!"
Zhao Kuangyin you secretly gathered qi, and was waiting to speak, but Zhao Guangyi spoke first: "Brother Emperor, if you want to delay the time. I advise you to die as soon as possible. This is the sad breeze of Lingzhou's tribute. , Colorless and odorless, but no matter what master you are, you will have a soft bone and a loose inner strength. Brother Huang, you can still speak, and the younger brother has already admired your cultivation."
Zhao Kuangyin opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Guangyi with a fanatical look. He wiped a trace of sadness in his heart, sighed, and no luck, said softly: "Little tiger, promise me one thing."
Zhao Guangyi's body was shocked, with a somewhat dazed expression in his eyes. His nickname has not been called for decades. But he immediately turned harder, holding a jade axe in his hand, and slowly walked behind Zhao Kuangyin.
This kind of usurpation of the throne, the winner of the king, the loser, the thieves, and the third way.
Right now, there is no retreat for myself, and I can only go all the way to the end.
Zhao Kuangyin could even feel that a faint cold air had enveloped his dead spot on the top of his head. He whispered to the younger brother who had become so unfamiliar behind him: "Promise me, be kind to Defang mother and son."
Zhao Guangyi snorted noncommittal. Zhao Kuangyin raised his face, just in time to see Zhao Guangyi's cold eyes, he smiled slightly: "Second brother, in fact, that year, I only had half a steamed bun."
Zhao Guangyi trembled slightly, then gritted his teeth and swung the jade axe straight down in his hand.