In Yanfu Palace, Emperor Zhao Ji was playing chess with someone.

For him, having lost the throne, he is now like an old bird in a cage. He has enough food and water, but he lacks freedom, and no one comes to visit him.

Today, someone finally came to visit him, and the person who came was the person he least wanted to see in his life - Shi Qian, the flea on the drum.

The last time he was "assassinated" in Fanlou, Shi Qian was riding on his neck and talking to him about life in a serious manner. Before leaving, he castrated Wang Fu.

Not only that, he also wrote the big words "Shi Qian visited here" on the palace gate.

Zhao Ji was so frightened that he couldn't sleep well for several months, and even if he did fall asleep, he had nightmares.

Today, Zhao Ji was feeling depressed. He was in Yanfu Palace scolding the emperor's son for being unfilial when he heard a commotion outside the palace. Then, a man as thin as a monkey jumped down from the roof and said to Zhao Ji with a smile, "Old man, how are you?"

When Zhao Ji saw him, his expression changed immediately. He turned around and ran, but was grabbed by the man.

"Don't run, don't run. I came here mainly to see old friends. There's nothing else to do."

Zhao Ji was pulled by him and could not move. He felt even more panic in his heart and stammered, "Shi... Shi Qian, I am no longer the emperor. If you want to talk about life... life, go talk to the new emperor."

Shi Qian said, "I'm not familiar with the new emperor. Besides, he won't be emperor for long. I don't need to waste time talking to him."

When Zhao Ji heard that the emperor's reign would not last long, his eyes suddenly lit up, "What do you mean?"

"You want to know?"

"Of course I want to know."

Shi Qian looked around and said, "It's a long story. The courtyard is not the place to talk. Let's go to your study."

"good!"

Zhao Ji took him to the study and repeatedly instructed the eunuch to make tea for the "guest".

Shi Qian sat on a chair with his legs crossed, and ordered the eunuchs like a master: "Go and lock the palace gates. No one is allowed to enter. If the little emperor comes, he can come in alone... Oh! He can bring a guard with him."

Seeing the eunuch standing there motionless, Shi Qian jumped up and kicked him, sending him sprawling. "You bastard, you dare not listen to me? Do you believe I can castrate you with one blow?"

The eunuch lay on the ground, trembling with fear. "My... my king, I have been castrated... I have been a eunuch for a long time."

"Then castrate him again." When Shi Qian said this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The eunuch subconsciously touched his crotch and wondered, I no longer have that thing, how can you castrate me?

Zhao Ji said to the eunuch, "Why are you still lying on the ground? Get up quickly and do what this hero says."

After the eunuch got up from the ground, Zhao Ji winked at him.

Although the eunuch was a very good person, he still did not understand what the emperor meant.

But he still went to close the palace gate.

Empress Dowager Zheng had been alarmed long ago, and was standing in the corridor with a group of palace maids and eunuchs, looking towards the study.

Through the open study door, she saw Emperor Daojun asking the eunuch to set up the chess table and actually playing chess with the bandit.

Shi Qian picked up a black dot and casually counted to three. "Old man, if you had listened to me back then, how could you have ended up like this today? Not only is your son keeping you in the palace, but you're also not allowed to see outsiders. What's the difference between you and a prisoner?"

Zhao Ji sighed, picked up the white chess piece and responded, "If you were the emperor, would you listen to the bandits?"

"If what the bandit says makes sense, of course I'll listen... sharp!"

Zhao Ji smiled bitterly and shook his head, "You are not the emperor, you don't know the emperor's difficulties... Top!"

"Hardships?" Shi Qian curled his lips. "Your so-called hardships are all your own faults. You can't blame others. If you had listened to my kind advice..."

Zhao Ji touched his neck and complained in his heart. What a bullshit good advice. This man had been riding on his neck with a shiny knife in his hand. He even cut his neck. Although it was just a scratch, it almost scared him to death.

"I've been talking to you about life with such earnestness, hoping you'd stop and change your ways, but I didn't expect you to continue living your own ridiculous life... Alas! All my efforts have been in vain."

Shi Qian said this while shaking his head.

Zhao Ji smiled bitterly, at a loss for words.

"It's okay if you don't listen to me. After all, I'm a bandit and I've ridden on your neck before. But why don't you listen to one person?"

"who?"

"Zhang Shixun, he is half-god, you could say he is a talent sent to you by God."

Zhao Ji suddenly turned the topic to Zhang Shixun, and was stunned. Why did he mention him in the process of talking?

As for Zhang Shixun, he really didn't dare to use him. He had all-powerful hands and eyes, a heavenly book, and could even move the fairyland to the human world. What was scary was that he could summon thunder to strike people at any time, which was very deadly.

No emperor would dare to employ such a person.

You can't afford it. Once you make him angry, he will chop you down with a big blow. Who can stand it?

Shi Qian said, "Although Zhang Shixun protected the royal family, I admire his deeds. He is a great hero. Compared to him, I am nothing."

"When the Jin soldiers attacked, you panicked and lost your mind, not knowing what to do... Oh! I was wrong. You weren't lost, you were only retreating, not advancing. Facing a formidable enemy, instead of organizing a force to resist, you only thought of abandoning your mission and fleeing. What was the result? You lost your throne, and became a caged old bird for your son, without even your freedom."

He didn't care about Zhao Ji's expression and brought up all sorts of issues. Every word he said hit Zhao Ji's sore spot.

Zhao Ji's face was full of regret. Although Shi Qian spoke rudely, his words were true. If he had not passed the throne to Zhao Huan but stayed to resist, he would definitely not have lost the throne.

"Zhang Shixun was so dedicated to protecting the Song Dynasty that he even showed you the Heavenly Book and earnestly advised you to stop. Not only that, he even lowered his status to take the military exam and worked hard to join the Tianwu Army, all in order to help the Song Dynasty train its troops. As a result, you not only hindered him at every turn and didn't use him, but also planted people around him to monitor him. Even then, you were still worried and simply drove him out of the capital under the pretext of suppressing bandits..."

Zhao Ji quickly defended his actions: "Zhang Shixun is a man with unfathomable scheming. He seems to have ulterior motives. As the emperor, I must be wary of him for the sake of the Song Dynasty."

"Thinking about the Song Dynasty? Did I hear correctly?" Shi Qian rubbed his ears. "If you really thought about the Song Dynasty, you wouldn't act so absurdly."

Zhao Ji was about to argue when Shi Qian continued, "The Jin Kingdom launched a massive attack on the Song Dynasty. If you had acted decisively and appointed Zhang Shixun, the Jin army would never have been able to cross the Yellow River. Unfortunately, you were a coward, hastily passing the throne to your son and then walking away with a bunch of scum."

As Zhao Ji listened to him become more and more impolite, his face turned red and white.