Zhang Xizhe traveled through the Northern Song Dynasty and became an unpopular second-bedroom boy of the Zhang family in Fenzhou. Over the past nineteen years, he has become accustomed to life without golden fingers. However, on the day when the eldest brother with Japanese blood was buried, Zhang Xizhe heard a cicada chirping in his ears under the stick of his third uncle.
[Thirty days later, Shenzong was critically ill, the old party was liquidated, and everyone in the Zhang family was executed!
Looking at the scene of blood flowing in his mind, Zhang Xizhe smiled. Want to kill me? The next second, he was on top of the mourning hall, in front of the entire clan, and burned the new academic strategy that was regarded as a family heirloom!
"Third uncle, if you want to die, don't get involved with me! I'll burn this book first!"
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Many years later, the Jin soldiers went south and the Song Dynasty collapsed. The former bastard of Fenzhou was already at the pinnacle of power.
Song Kangzong's Zhao Lingxun trembled: "Brother Xizhe, I... I will abdicate right now."
The future Xu Taizu Wuzong, Li Chenggang, the general who conquered the barbarians at this time, knelt on one knee: "Master, my disciple has defeated the country of the Song Dynasty for you!"
Zhang Xizhe: I only came to the Song Dynasty to do three things - to make money, to train troops, and to sit on the throne!
