Song Huizong was speechless. I told you to find an opportunity to hand over the Red Mansion to this kid, but you were so straightforward. You handed it over on the same day.
"The Secret Service is just a mere formality. Only Wang Zongchu still thinks their identities are unknown. They have long been infiltrated by the civil service clique at court."
"The Red Mansion, which your father personally trained, is the real intelligence agency. I have been in power for so many years and no minister has ever thought of rebelling and usurping the throne. That is also a skill."
Li Shishi has just introduced that there are more than 2,500 people in this red building, scattered in various places in the Song Dynasty. Most importantly, all of them are women that Song Huizong has slept with.
Training? You trained with your big stick!
"Dad, can I ask you something?"
"you say."
"You are so capable, why do you have to abdicate to me? You have an intelligence agency like the Red Mansion at your disposal, and you are familiar with the ministers in the court. Why don't you persist in resisting the Jin?"
"Resist the Jin? What do you mean by resist the Jin? It's impossible to resist the Jin in my lifetime."
"Wanyan Wuqimai is too powerful. I can't defeat him no matter what I do. It's so hard and tiring. Why bother with all that effort?"
"Besides, aren't you the crown prince? Young people have better mental qualities, so they can endure more. I'm old now, so all I can do is look at beauties, drink tea, listen to music, and paint for a while..."
You can say such shameless words without hesitation.
Today, Zhao Huan got to know Song Huizong a little better. He was insidious and cunning, greedy for pleasure, shameless, and had no bottom line.
"Xixi! Say goodbye to Grandpa, let's go eat something delicious."
Jiying Hall, there's a big show tonight. If you're interested, come and see it. Otherwise, forget it. Also, don't worry about anything; everything is under control.
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