Sending royal families to the Liao Kingdom is something that has never happened since the Chanyuan Alliance.

As the prime minister, Wen Yanbo has felt heavy pressure. The old man has been practicing for decades and has become a spirit. When he came back from the palace, he knew it was broken. Now he made it out again, which proves that Wang Ning'an has turned the plate over again.

Zhao Zhen did not accommodate his prime minister as before, and he would not be the prime minister for long. If he didn't do some moves as soon as possible, clean up the mess, and win back the emperor's heart, he might not even have a chance to come back. Wen Yanbo is worthy of being a top wise man. If he had a little calculation, he would know the situation was bad.

Lao Wen immediately did two things, first of all, he thoroughly investigated the people from the Ministry of Rites and deducted all the charges of the ineffective reception of the messengers, which was to give an explanation to the case.

Secondly, Wen Yanbo allocated 1 million guan to use it as military supplies, requiring all Hebei to strengthen combat readiness, prevent the Liao Kingdom from extorting, and support the envoys of the Song Dynasty!

In addition, Wen Yanbo sent news to Zhao Yunrang, hoping that the old prince could send his son to the Liao Kingdom as soon as possible.

According to Wen Yanbo's opinion, it is best to let Zhao Zongshi go. As long as Zhao Zongshi takes a trip, he will get the title of the prince, and Yu Guo has made contributions, and as long as Zhao Zhen cannot give birth to a son, he will be the definite heir. It is for sure that no one dares to question it.

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"Father, I think Mr. Wen is crazy!" Zhao Zongchu said loudly: "If you ask Lao Thirteen to go to Liao Kingdom, what if there is a mistake, what should I do?"

Zhao Yun asked Shou's eyebrows to lower his eyebrows and pondered: "Mr. Wen is still for our own good. After all, there are too few opportunities for the royal family to make contributions. I just want Thirteen to go, so I can't let it go."

"Dad, you are worried too much." Zhao Zonghan also said: "That boy Wang Ning'an is nothing. In front of me, he warned his father, saying that you should discipline your family well. With such an attitude, he asked him to accompany Thirteenth Brother, wouldn't that cheating Thirteenth Brother?"

Several sons, talking nonsense, Zhao Yunrang's head was getting big.

"You said it nicely, no one went. If His Majesty asked, what should he say?"

The second son Zhao Zongpu's eyes turned and suddenly said, "Father, you see, we don't want to go, and others may not be willing to go. If you can't find someone, just look for someone. Anyway, there are many children in the royal family, and the Liao Kingdom can't tell who is who."

Zhao Yunrang is indeed old. As soon as he gets older, he likes children and grandchildren to surround him. Although his descendants are too numerous to count, he is reluctant to let anyone go.

A person's pattern determines his achievements. Zhao Yun made his father and son obsessed with fighting for power and power, and his vision was inevitable. In fact, Wen Yanbo had already seen that this time he was on mission to represent the Song Dynasty. Wang Ning'an was with him, and he could only work together and work hard.

There are some things that you can only understand by yourself. If you can’t understand them, no one can help you... The next day, all the princes arrived at the palace, and everyone looked at me and I saw you, and no one would be willing to let their son go.

Zhao Yunliang even cried even more, saying that he was old and might leave at any time and that the child was not around him, wouldn’t he die with his eyes open?

Liao Kingdom is a country of tigers and wolves. When the children go, they cannot come back alive. How can the white-haired person send a black-haired person?

Everyone was unwilling to do so. Zhao Yunrang was secretly happy and wanted to throw out the agreed idea and just find someone to replace him.

At this time, Zhao Yunbi, the prince of Beihai, suddenly stood up, his old face turned red.

"I'll tell you, my unfilial son, I want to go."

Zhao Zhen was stunned, and Zhao Yunbi had to say, "Yes, it's Zong Jing. He told me that he wanted to serve the country." Hearing Zhao Zongjing's name, the princes present almost burst into laughter.

That guy, who was so embarrassed that he couldn't get home for a prostitute, was he worthy of serving as a mission to Liao Kingdom. Wouldn't it make people laugh?

Zhao Yunbi looked ashamed, "Report to the saint, if Zong Jing is not suitable, then let me go. After all, I am less than fifty years old. Although I am a little weak, I am hard, and the people of Liao will not want to take advantage of me!"

Zhao Zhen did not look down on Zhao Zongjing like others. On the contrary, if he could stand up at this moment, he would be the good man of the Zhao family. No matter what he had done, it wouldn't matter, at least he was not a turtle shy!

Thinking of this, Zhao Zhen became kind and said, "You are in poor health and have a long journey. What if there is a mistake? Let the child go. If he is willing, I will not treat him badly. I immediately issued an order and appointed Zhao Zongjing as the prince of Jiyin, the governor of Zhennan, the Tongpingzhangshi, and the founding of the Yi and the Three Divisions..."

In a word, Zhao Zongjing became a prince who was on par with his father, and also received a large number of empty titles, standing out among all the young royal families.

But no one envies him, the newly released prince, but only sympathizes and ridicule.

From childhood to adulthood, I have been out of the city for a limited number of times. I actually have to go abroad to negotiate with the Liao people. Isn’t this sending sheep into the tiger’s mouth?

The Prince's Mansion of Beihai County was also in a tragic storm. The old princess dragged his sick body, hugged his son's head, and kept sobbing.

"You old god, how old the child is, are you willing to push him into the fire pit?"

Zhao Yunbi's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot and argued: "He wants to go by himself, what can I do?"

"You have no choice? Your mouth is on you, so won't you stop talking? The child has a mistake, I will not be alive!" The old princess cried so hard that Zhao Yunbi was not angry at all.

On the contrary, Zhao Zongjing was a little heartless, "Mom, you heard from the boy that it is terrible to say that the Liao Kingdom is not necessarily so terrible! Look, the rich husband, Jia Gong, Pang Gong, Drunken Weng Ouyang Xiu, Yu Jingyu, Bao Zheng and Bao, and many others, all of them went to Liao Kingdom and lived well. They all said that the two countries would confront each other and not kill them. Liao Kingdom would not do anything to the boy!"

The old princess's face sank, "Nonsense, those husbands are all Wenqu stars in the sky, protected by gods. None of them is a life-threatening death. My son is young and has never traveled far away. He has to walk thousands of miles at once and runs for several months. How can I rest assured!"

"You are a kind mother and a loving son!" Zhao Yunbi glared at him, "Beast, I ask you, do you really dare to go?"

Zhao Zongjing nodded vigorously, "Of course I dare to go!"

"Remember, you are the emperor and noble, and the blood of the Zhao family flows. Even if you lose your life, you can't embarrass you! Otherwise, when you come back, your father will beat you to death with your own hands!"

The old princess was anxious. You are an old bastard and you want to kill your son. I am not alive now! The old lady is anxious, but Zhao Zongjing smiled for the first time. His father actually claimed to be his father. The cold war for several months showed signs of easing, and Zhao Zongjing exhaled.

"Don't worry, dad, the child will not be embarrassed."

"Well, if you can come back, Dad's throne is yours."

Zhao Zongjing grinned, "Dad, you are confused. I earned my throne by myself. Please leave your position for your brothers!"

Zhao Yunbi finally laughed, "Yes, I really couldn't imagine... Little bastard, let's do this, come back, dad promises you something, what do you think?"

"really?"

"A gentleman speaks with a quick word and a whip!" Zhao Yunbi said confidently.

"That's great. The child wants to ask his father to agree and let Lan'er come in."

"Lan'er? She is--" Zhao Yunbi suddenly reacted. He jumped up, raised his slap and slapped him, and cursed: "You beast, you want to piss me to death!"

The old princess tried her best to hold her husband back and quickly shouted at Zhao Zongjing: "Silly boy, why don't you run away!"

Zhao Zongjing was startled and jumped up quickly, ran away. He could still hear his father's scolding behind him, and he was really scared.

Running out of home, Zhao Zongjing came to a small courtyard next to Daxiangguo Temple. There were only three entrances, which were very warm and elegant, and you could also hear the bells in the temple.

When he returned to the door, Zhao Zongjing felt his heartbeat a little faster. He gently pushed open the door and walked through the first yard. When he arrived at the second yard, he saw a petite woman holding a kettle to water the flowers.

Her movements were very gentle, and she could take care of every pot of flowers, neither too many nor too many, growing lushly and blooming brightly. She heard the sound of footsteps and turned around in a hurry.

After seeing the face clearly, the woman was not too evil, but she was very beautiful and attractive, with dimples and tiger teeth, and she smiled sweetly.

Zhao Zongjing was stunned for a moment, suddenly rushed over, hugged the woman in his arms, exerting great force, making the woman's face red.

"Let go quickly, I'm still holding a kettle!"

Zhao Zongjing was reluctant to let go, but his arms were weaker. He lay on his wife's shoulder, pressed his ears, and said in a low voice: "Lan'er, I did it, I did it, I did the promise I gave you!"

The woman blushed and pushed Zhao Zongjing away and broke free from her arms.

"What stupid thing did you do?"

Zhao Zongjing smiled and said, "I was appointed as the prince, the prince of Jiyin! You are the princess, the only princess in my life, unique, the wife married by the Ming media, no one can stop us, you will never have to sneak around, Your Majesty will give us the royal palace, you are the master of the royal palace, no one can look down on you, no one will gossip..." Zhao Zongjing opened the conversation, he didn't know what he was talking about, he only knew that he was very excited and crazy!

The woman opposite was happy at first, then suddenly frowned, looking worried.

"The court will not give you the title of prince out of thin air. What's going on? Tell me quickly?"

Zhao Zongjing smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I asked for an order to go to the Liao Kingdom. Your Majesty will reward me!"

"ah!"

The woman's body shook, and Zhao Zongjing hurriedly hugged her.

"Lan'er, what's wrong with you? Is it okay?"

The woman pushed him away, "I'll ask you, why do you want to go to Liao Kingdom?"

"I-of course I'm for you!" Zhao Zongjing said loudly: "Only in this way can I get the throne and you can become my princess!"

The woman shook her head with tears in her eyes, "I am a lowly person. It is a luxury to be able to stay with you for the rest of my life. If I push my husband to the Jedi for the sake of my illusory status, I really deserve to die!"

As he said that, the woman turned around and ran into the room. Zhao Zongjing chased after him. With a bang, the door was closed and he could only stand outside in a daze.

Zhao Zongjing hugged his head. He was very happy and entangled. To be honest, the first moment he heard his father say that, he thought of taking a risk and earning a title for his beloved person.

But he was wrong. How could the person who truly loves him care about his mere status... Then what should he do? Should he retreat, be a coward, or go to Liao Kingdom?
Chapter completed!