The shame of Jingkang is still not over. When will the hatred of the ministers be extinguished?
That day, Zhao Xian, a graduate student in the history department, was pulled into the flow of time by a sad sigh in his sleep. When he opened his eyes again, he became Zhao Mao, Emperor Zhaohuai of the Song Dynasty - a young emperor who should have died young, a tragic footnote with only a few strokes in the history books.
In this life, fate was quietly rewritten in the miraculous survival and the tearful kneeling of the ministers. He was the only hope of the Song Dynasty, the great-grandson held in the palm of the Queen Mother's hand, and the destiny that all the ministers were waiting for.
He ascended the throne at the age of two and took charge at the age of eight.
In the past ten years, he held the gun tightly, planted scientific seeds, gathered in the world, and married his childhood sweetheart.
In the autumn when he was eighteen years old, he led his army northward. Three hundred thousand troops, three thousand artillery pieces, and four masters held the battle. After a year of bloody fighting, all sixteen states of Yanyun were recovered. The Liao Kingdom ceded territory to pay compensation and knelt down to beg for peace.
In the next fifty years, he destroyed Xixia, opened up the Western Regions, sailed to the Western Ocean, settled Ryukyu, and suppressed the Japanese state. He reshaped "China" into a civilizational identity, allowing all ethnic groups to return home and all nations to congratulate him.
