In the back garden, a gentle breeze blows.
The fragrance of late rice flowers mingles with the fragrance of late autumn osmanthus, penetrating into the heart.
Outside the Guanjia Hall, the Song Emperor Zhao Zhen's face looked as pale as pig liver.
The three ministers, three councilors, and the three deputy envoys were all in a state of panic.
His expression was as uncomfortable as if he was constipated.
Zhao Jun really brings up things that are not relevant to his topic.
He is really an expert in courting death.
Although when I was attending the class, I was indeed listening to jokes about the Song Dynasty while listening to the lecture.
But it was also a stopgap measure at the time. One reason was to listen to later generations' evaluation of the Song Dynasty and find out the problems.
Secondly, he endured the humiliation because he was afraid that Zhao Jun would find out.
But now that his eyesight has healed and he knows this is the Song Dynasty, how can he still tell those filthy Song Dynasty jokes?
Isn’t this an insult to the national dignity?
Seeing Zhao Zhen's unhappy expression, Yan Shu smiled awkwardly and said, "Hanlong."
"Um?"
Zhao Jun was eager to try, "Do you want to listen? Do you want to listen?"
"I don't want to hear it!"
Yan Shu quickly stopped him, saying, "Now that your eyes are healed and you know this is the Song Dynasty, don't say such things in the future."
Zhao Jun raised his middle finger and said disdainfully, "Old Yan, this is where you're wrong. As the saying goes, knowing shame leads to courage. Only when you understand where your mistakes are can you correct them."
Yan Shu remembered what Zhao Jun had said before: raising the middle finger was a sign of disapproval, a cultural tradition among young people in later generations. He also raised his middle finger in response, "How can hearing something like the Song Dynasty's jokes correct this? I don't think it will do anything!"
Zhao Jun raised his two middle fingers and said, "Although the jokes about the Great Song Dynasty are ironic, if I speak out, it will serve as a constant reminder to you all. If you want to change history, alter the reputation of the Great Song Dynasty in future generations, and prevent the jokes of the Great Song Dynasty from happening again, you must work hard. This is a spur!"
"Don't whip me like that!"
Yan Shu also raised his two middle fingers, then looked at everyone and urged, "You guys, say something too."
Lu Yijian lowered his head and looked at his hands, gesturing for a moment before imitating their example by raising his middle finger. He said to Zhao Jun, "That's right. I don't think this kind of spurring is of any use either."
"Right, right, right. If only listening to jokes was useful, then during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were so many jokes that disparaged, satirized, and mocked other countries, or our own country, that I don't see any benefit."
"I also think it's better to tell less jokes like these. The Constitutional Court is newly established and needs to establish its authority. If jokes like these get out, it will damage the reputation of our Constitutional Court."
"That's right, Jun. We know how much you're trying to push us forward, so it's best not to tell this joke."
Everyone raised their middle fingers. Except for Zhao Zhen, there were seven people, including Lü Yijian, Wang Zeng, Wang Sui, Song Shou, Cai Qi, Sheng Du and Yan Shu. Fourteen middle fingers were raised in front of Zhao Jun, almost drowning him.
Seeing the flood of middle fingers coming at him, and sensing the mysterious meaning contained within them, Zhao Jun could only look up to the sky and sigh, "What a shame! What a good joke."
If the other party didn't have so many middle fingers, I would definitely have faced the challenge head-on.
What a pity.
"I'd like to hear it."
Just when everyone was trying to convince Zhao Jun with their middle fingers, a voice suddenly came, shocking everyone present.
When everyone looked over, they saw that although Zhao Zhen looked unhappy, his expression was extremely embarrassed.
It's like the feeling of wanting to listen but not wanting to listen.
"Official family."
Lü Yijian was stunned and said, "Such dirty talk is not polluting the emperor's ears."
Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "My eldest grandson, as the heir apparent of the Zhao family, can speak out openly about the mistakes of our ancestors. I am the current emperor, how can I be inferior to my descendants?"
"This is what a good official of the Song Dynasty looks like."
This time, Zhao Jun replaced his middle finger with his thumb and gestured, "Only those who dare to face the bleakness of life and the bloodshed are true warriors."
"Go ahead!"
Zhao Zhen took a deep breath. He felt that he was ready to face the joke of the Song Dynasty.
Zhao Jun thought for a moment and said, "Qin Wang Zhao Tingmei once pointed out to Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi's arbitrary rule. Zhao Guangyi said: If you say that again, I will announce to the whole world that you are not my mother's son!"
Zhao Zhen's face suddenly changed, and the faces of the people around him also changed suddenly.
Why did Zhao Jun pick on Taizong's scandals?
The donkey cart drifting incident was nothing to worry about, after all, it was something that could not be helped after the defeat.
But the incident involving Zhao Tingmei and the candlelight and axe sound was a huge scandal.
Taizong was suspected of plotting against Taizu, and did not pass the throne to the King of Qin as agreed in the Golden Casket Alliance. He also persecuted the King of Qin many times.
After Zhao Tingmei's death, it was spread everywhere that Zhao Tingmei was not Empress Dowager Du's biological son.
As the saying goes, family disgrace should not be made public. Although the Zhao royal family had tried to conceal the truth, the news still got out and was passed down to later generations.
This made Zhao Zhen feel ashamed and angry. A feeling of depression rose from his chest to the top of his head, and his whole face turned red.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Zhao Zhen took three deep breaths in succession, finally suppressing the anger in his heart. He waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about Taizong's affairs anymore. It won't sound good if it gets out."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Zhao Jun agreed with a smile. Now Zhao Zhen had been completely subdued by him. If he really got angry to death, and Prince Pu's son took over, that would be bad.
Zhao Zhen thought for a moment and said, "Then I will go back and rest. I hope you will bear with me regarding the affairs of the Political Affairs Council."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Everyone stood up and bowed to Zhao Zhen.
Zhao Zhen slipped away quickly. Before leaving, he told Zhao Jun to bring his computer and give them more lectures.
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