When I open my eyes, I see a peaceful corner of the Southern Song Dynasty. I am Zhao Gou's adopted son, Zhao Min, a fourteen-year-old "prince" who is powerless and may be deposed at any time.
Jingkang is humiliated, but there is still no snow; half of the country, the monarch and his ministers are in peace.
Looking north to the Central Plains, the iron hooves are clanking; looking inwards to the court, the power is overwhelming!
This time travel is not a change of fate against the will of heaven, but the beginning of hell!
There is no system assistance, no prophet spoilers, and no invincible plug-ins!
Prince status? Joke! Without soldiers and power, without relatives and friends, he is just a lamb imprisoned in a deep palace to be slaughtered!
Memory vault? Blank! The human heart is full of ghosts, and every step is a trap. If you make one mistake, you will be doomed!
Above the court, the powerful prime minister covers the sky with one hand, and his party members are densely covered; in the distance of the rivers and lakes, golden men and eagles are rampant, spying endlessly.
No matter how much knowledge you have and how many tricks you have, you are just a candle in the wind and may be overturned by this troubled world at any time.
However, one piece on the chessboard can determine the outcome; a little firefly can dare to compete with the bright moon!
Who would have thought that this lamb waiting to be wasted could stir up troubles in the world?
In front of Fengbo Pavilion, he stopped the driver alone and rescued Yue Fei from Prime Minister Quan's sword!
He single-handedly established the Zhenfu Division and sent out cavalry everywhere, leaving the traitors with nowhere to hide!
I once defied the dragon scales and refuted the imperial edict, just to make a promise to the common people; I also tied up my black hair and watched the fireworks together, living up to my beauty.
Wearing yellow robes, we ascend to the Nine Five-Year Plan to build the Chinese Empire; the fleet moves westward, and the troops point north, so that everyone in the world can enjoy the sound of the Han Dynasty!
Let him comment on the history books of past lives!
In this world, I, Zhao Zhen, write it with my own hands! If the sky tilts to the northwest, I will fill it; if the earth sinks to the southeast, I will fill it!
