Year 1140.
Junior Guardian Yue Fei had gone north four times and annihilated the main force of the Jin soldiers in Zhuxian Town. It was only a matter of time before he conquered the lost land!
However, Zhao Gou, Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty, listened to Qin Hui's calumny and issued twelve gold medals in a day, ordering Yue Fei and his eldest son Yue Yun to return to the court.
Ten years of the Northern Expedition was about to fail!
……
Southern Song Imperial City.
A young eunuch hurriedly pushed open the door of Jianyan Palace.
"Little Duke! Something bad has happened!"
"His Majesty gave Yue Shao Bao twelve gold medals in one day!”
"In a few days, the army will return to the court!”
"I'm afraid that the Imperial Court will no longer have the chance to recover its lost territory and welcome the Retired Emperor back!”
The young eunuch was not afraid that the walls had ears. He rushed into the inner room and shouted wildly.
Kacha!
When Zhao Hao heard the news, he snapped the brush in his hand.
"Has it come to this?”
Zhao Hao's deep eyes revealed a maturity that didn't belong to a 13-year-old.
It had been seven years since he had transmigrated to the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Hao was originally a history professor, but who knew that he would be possessed by the six-year-old Zhao Yuan the moment he woke up?
At that moment.
Gaozong Zhao Gou, who had lost his ability to reproduce, was selected from countless relatives and adopted by the Empress herself in the palace.
The wheel of history was spinning.
Twenty-two years later, Emperor Gaozong abdicated and Zhao Yuan ascended the throne as Emperor Xiaozong.
During the reign of Emperor Xiaozong, Yue Fei's unjust case was redressed, and he was determined to recover the Central Plains. In terms of internal affairs, he strengthened the concentration of power, actively rectified the administration of officials, eliminated redundant officials, punished corruption, paid attention to agricultural production, and the people lived a healthy life. He was called the wise ruler of the Southern Song Dynasty.
However, Zhao Hao knew very well.
Once Yue Fei was killed by Zhao Gou and Qin Hui, the Yue Family Army would fall apart and the Southern Song Dynasty would have no hope of rising again.
It was not easy for Zhao Hao to be reborn. How could he be willing to be a puppet emperor for the rest of his life?
Fortunately, when he was seven years old.
Zhao Hao activated the check-in system and obtained a lot of power.
After that.
Zhao Hao had spent all his effort to prepare for this day.
If Zhao Gou could be the emperor, he wouldn't mind waiting for a few decades to become the successor of the Song Dynasty.
If not…
Zhao Hao could also replace him at any time.
"Duke, tell me what to do!”
"We slaves have long been prepared!”
The young eunuch's expression was firm, as if he would not hesitate even if Zhao Hao wanted him to die immediately.
"Tomorrow, you will lead the troops of the East Chamber and surround the Great Celebration Hall. Don't let even a fly out.”
"If you do this well, I'll leave all the tasks in the palace to you."”
"This servant will obey."
The young eunuch kowtowed and knelt in thanks, then quickly turned around and walked out.
"Azure Dragon!"
"Order the generals of the Golden Guards to guard the main exits of the Imperial City tomorrow. No one is allowed to enter or leave!”
"Order the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets to forge an imperial edict and order Yue Shao Bao to attack with all his might!”
"All four commanders of the Embroidered Uniform Guards are to move out. You must replace the imperial edict before the imperial envoy arrives at Zhuxian Town!”
Zhao Hao turned to look at a corner of the room. It was extremely dark, as if no one was there.
"This subordinate accepts your orders."
A bone-chilling voice suddenly sounded.
"Go ahead."
Zhao Hao waved his hand lightly.
The curtains swayed slightly before they returned to normal.
Ding! The Southern Song Dynasty's Imperial Palace signed in for 2000 days. The reward was the inheritance of Sword God Li Chunyang!
Sword God Li Chunyang?"
Zhao Hao was taken aback.
The system had given him many rewards, but none of them had moved him more than this one.
In his previous life, when he read the novel " Northern Liang's Dry Dao ", Zhao Hao admired the one-armed Sword God who wore a sheepskin coat the most.
Sword Armor of the Thirteen Swords of Spring and Autumn!
The leader of the four grandmasters!
He had returned to the Sword Immortal Realm with a single sword. During the battle in Wudi City, he had forced Wudi King to use 90% of his strength.
In the battle of the Guangling River, he killed 2,600 enemies with a single sword strike. He crossed a thousand miles with a single breath and broke through to the Celestial Being Realm.
Before he died, he borrowed the sword Deng Bu 'er from Wan Li to help him break through to the Land Immortal Realm and fight evenly with Arhat Tuoba.
The elderly God of Swords 'life could be said to be magnificent, far beyond what other land immortals could compare to.
No box, no scabbard, dark room, night is always bright.
A three-foot-long horse and ox can defeat all the soldiers in the world. If you want to know that the sky is going to rain, you will make a dragon cry.
Carrying a sword to walk in the world, hundreds of ghosts escape at night. Flying over the Guangling River, eight hundred dragons were shocked.
The world did not know what to ask for, but the man in green laughed loudly!
If the heavens didn't give birth to me, Li Chunyang, my swordsmanship would last forever!
"Absorb the inheritance!"
Zhao Hao couldn't wait to absorb the inheritance.
Weng!
A massive amount of information surged into Zhao Hao's body.
An extremely powerful aura instantly enveloped the entire Jianyan Palace and began to spread throughout the entire Imperial City.
Shua!
? Zhao Hao quickly extinguished this aura. He couldn't reveal any of his trump cards before tomorrow.
The glorious life experiences of the elderly God of Swords, his cultivation experiences, and the four ultimate moves kept flowing in Zhao Hao's mind.
Zhao Hao used all his focus to accept the God of Swords 'inheritance.
Time slipped away unknowingly.
One hour…
Two hours…
Four hours…
After six hours, Zhao Hao slowly opened his eyes.
The experiences of the elderly God of Swords vanished like smoke, leaving him with his peak cultivation and ultimate move.
"It seems that the arrangements I made before are completely useless.”
A smile appeared on Zhao Hao's face. With the inheritance of the old God of Swords in his hands, the prosperity of Great Song was just around the corner.
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