It wasn't that he felt guilty, as these things were not without the instigation of Lü Yijian and his men. He would write letters every day saying that the harem had no children and that the continuation of the emperor's blessings was impossible, and that he was asking the emperor to work harder and take in more concubines, without considering the consequences of excessive restraint.
Therefore, taking in many concubines and making them generally young was not really his choice. It was because Liu E and the ministers supported him that he "tearfully" accepted so many beauties for his own enjoyment.
He blushed because Zhao Jun called him an old pervert.
"The fourth theory is that Emperor Renzong of Song also liked to take elixirs, which filled his body with poisons, which were passed down to his descendants and killed their children. I don't know if this is true or not. Anyway, it's all recorded in unofficial history, so it's probably not true. There are also some palace conspiracy theories. Emperor Renzong himself was a cat-for-prince replacement, a product of conspiracy theories. He probably wouldn't let such a thing happen."
Zhao Jun concluded, "So, theory four is probably nonsense. The most reliable theories are the first three: genetic inheritance, palace architecture, and Song Renzong's lack of restraint and the mother's young age. Personally, I'm more inclined to believe theory three is more likely."
He added, "What a pervert this old man is! It seems his first queen, Empress Guo, married him at the age of twelve, and his second, Empress Cao, entered the palace at the age of fourteen. According to our current laws, having sex with a girl under fourteen is rape. This old pervert, I despise him. I wish him a miserable death!"
Zhao Zhen's face turned even redder, and he moved his lips twice, trying to explain that it was not his free choice.
It was all forced by Empress Dowager Liu E.
And there is another misunderstanding that needs to be clarified here. Although he is a seductive man, he is not old. He is only twenty-seven years old.
But when the words came to my lips, I held them back.
He was afraid that if he spoke out, Zhao Jun would know that he was not in Nini Village, but in the Song Dynasty's Bianjing City a thousand years ago. If Zhao Jun relied on his familiarity with history and began to conceal or make trouble, it would be a big trouble.
After all, Zhao Zhen and others also wanted to get the answers they wanted from Zhao Jun in order to avoid the fate of the Song Dynasty's demise in the future.
Yan Shu glanced at Zhao Zhen and said, "Perhaps Renzong had his own reasons. After all, as you said, it was Empress Dowager Liu E who chose him."
"I guess so. It has nothing to do with me anyway. The feudal emperors had three wives and four concubines, but young people in this new era have to remain single even if we practice monogamy. It's just a matter of class difference. Besides, this is New China now. The Qing Dynasty has been gone for over a hundred years. The emperor thing has long become a thing of the past. It's all dross. What's there to say?"
Zhao Jun finished eating the steamed buns with porridge and handed the bowl to Yan Shu. He immediately felt very satisfied. Then he lay down on the bed, as if lying flat, crossed his legs, and started to act like a blind salted fish.
Now I can't see and I have injuries on my body, so I can't do anything and can only lie down.
But then he suddenly remembered that he wasn't in his own home, so he got up again and sat up straight. Thinking about it, Zhao Jun was afraid that the old village chief would see him lying there lazily and think something would happen, so he decided to take the initiative.
He took the initiative and advised Yan Shu earnestly and bitterly, saying, "Old Village Chief, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but it seems like your ideological awareness needs improvement. In the new era, we must look forward, pay attention to our village's education, and actively respond to the country's call to enable our students to go out and transform our mountainous area from poverty into prosperity. But you, instead of asking me when I can start classes, when I can meet my students, and when I can see again, keep asking me about those trivial things in the Song Dynasty."
Zhao Jun found that after arriving in Nini Village, things were completely different from what he had expected.
The old party secretary and village chief, whom he thought was old, greeted him warmly after meeting him, took him to report to the village committee first, then met with students and learned about the situation in the village. Finally, he actively cooperated with him to develop educational undertakings in the surrounding area starting from Nini Primary School.
In fact, the old Party Secretary had broken his back and didn't even show up. The old village chief did show up, but he didn't care about education or the teacher's injury. He just kept asking about history, and it was all about the Song Dynasty history, which he didn't like. Although there were reasons such as the village roads being cut off and his own blindness, it was still a bit too much for him to do his job.
Yan Shu was speechless. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then, teacher...how do you think we should carry out education in our current situation?"
"Forehead......"
Zhao Jun thought about it and realized that since he was still blind, it was not appropriate for him to teach. He thought for a moment and said, "How about I meet with the students and have a chat? Although our village primary school is the only school in the surrounding area, and the roads are blocked, so children from other villages can't get in, I can at least meet the children from our village and get to know their situation first."
"The village... the village suffered a disaster..."
Yan Shu mumbled a few words, then reluctantly said, "I'll go ask for the teacher when the time comes. We all live far away, and it's not easy to make the trip."
"If the road is difficult to walk on now, it's fine. But if it is easy to walk on, then thank you for your hard work, village chief."
Zhao Jun expressed his understanding.
He had also seen on the way here that the villages in the mountainous areas were not as close to each other as those in the plains of Hebei and Henan.
The houses here are scattered, and sometimes the distance between the village head and the village tail is seven or eight miles, or even more than ten miles. It is understandable that it is difficult to gather because of the distance.
Yan Shu immediately collected the dishes and left.
I got another important piece of information today. I originally wanted to continue asking, but I was afraid that Zhao Jun would become suspicious, so I had to go out and discuss it with the officials first.
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