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Chapter 1 Man Jianghong

The angry hair is rushing to the crown, and the rain stops at the railing. Looking up at the sky, the long roar of awesomeness and spirits are intense! Thirty fames, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don’t wait, the young man’s head is white, and he is sad.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been achieved. When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Drive a long cart and break through the Helan Mountains! Ambitions are hungry to eat the meat of the barbarians, laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns. Wait until you turn back, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!

In the classroom, the teacher was explaining Yue Fei's "Manjianghong", and Zhao Chen (chen, pronunciation of the same as Chen) listened carefully below.

He is a senior high school student, and now he is less than three months away from the college entrance examination. He is very familiar with this song "Manjianghong". Not only that, he is also very familiar with that period of history.

That was the most shameful history in ancient China. Two emperors in the Central Plains were captured by foreign races, and the two emperors died of humiliation in the snow and ice. The Han people north of the Yellow River were then under the cruel rule of the foreign races. A hundred years later, the Mongols rose and the entire Central Plains fell completely. From the Jurchens to the Mongols, from the Jin to the Yuan Dynasty, more than 50 million Han people were massacred to death, and the population of Han people was sharply reduced by half. The Han people who once created a brilliant civilization were slaves to foreign races for hundreds of years, and they suffered insults and tortures, and the Han civilization also suffered devastating blows!

"The sun is so warm today!"

It was the spring season, and the sun was shining on Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen felt drowsy! He looked up at the podium and saw the teacher lowering his head to write, so he couldn't help but lie down and prepare for a short snatch.

...

Bang!

A crisp sound came, and Zhao Chen woke up from his deep sleep, and he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

Zhao Chen knew that it must be the teacher who found him sleeping in class, so he patted his hand! It was just that it was particularly painful today, as if someone was whipping his palms hard with a wooden stick.

The weather was still so warm, and the sunlight was still shining on him. Zhao Chen hurriedly sat upright, but the sleepiness in his heart was hard to relieve, and he couldn't help but yawn.

His eyes looked forward, and in just a moment, all his sleepiness was swept away, replaced by a look of astonishment.

"Your Highness, you are the crown prince of the country. In the future, you will inherit the great Song Dynasty and manage the people of the world! Although you are young now, you should cultivate your mind and be strict with yourself. How can you sleep in the classroom? If I don't teach you well today, will you become a mediocre king, a fool, or even a king of a devastated country in the future?" A middle-aged man stood in front of Zhao Chen and shouted sternly!

The middle-aged man looks ordinary, the only thing that impressed Zhao Chen was his righteous look! But these are nothing. Zhao Chen was just staring at the middle-aged man’s clothes at this moment!

The middle-aged man dressed too strangely. He was wearing a robe that only ancient people had. He had a jade belt around his waist. His head seemed to be an official hat from the ancient officialdom! Long wings stretched out on both sides of the hat, which was more than one foot long, which was extremely strange!

"Where is this place?" The middle-aged man's voice kept coming, but Zhao Chen had no intention of listening. He couldn't help but interrupt the middle-aged man and asked.

When the middle-aged man heard Zhao Chen speak, he was stunned! He looked at Zhao Chen and saw that Zhao Chen was confused, even Zhao Chen's eyes were full of confusion, which didn't seem to be a fraud at all. The middle-aged man was shocked!

But he didn't know that Zhao Chen was even more shocked at this moment. Just as the voice was released, Zhao Chen realized that the tone of his speech was very different from before! He originally spoke standard Mandarin, but now he seemed to have the accent of a generation in Henan! That's fine. He was already a seventeen-year-old boy, but his voice was like the voice of a ten-year-old child, extremely immature!

Zhao Chen lowered his head and looked at his clothes. He saw that he was wearing bright yellow clothes, with golden dragons embroidered on it! Slowly, his eyes looked at his hands, and after a moment, Zhao Chen let out a scream!

This is a pair of children's hands, undoubtedly, an extremely delicate child's hands!

"Your Highness!" Seeing Zhao Chen fainting there, the middle-aged man screamed with panic.

...

"What the hell is this place? What happened? Who am I?"

Lying on the bed, Zhao Chen felt in a mess. He couldn't believe it. He just slept on the table for a sleep. After waking up, he actually changed from a seventeen-year-old boy to a ten-year-old child. Everything around him changed. This place was no longer above the classroom, but in ancient times!

After a long time, Zhao Chen forced himself to calm down and thought hard about everything in front of him. He wore bright yellow clothes and his room was extremely luxurious. This place was obviously a wealthy and noble family. In ancient times, yellow was a color that could be used by the royal family. As for bright yellow, it was even more a color that could be used by the emperor and the crown prince. He vaguely remembered that some people called him "the prince", and the middle-aged man who taught him to study before also called him "Your Highness".

"What exactly happened? Why did I become the prince? This is not like a prank, and it is impossible for a prank to turn me from a seventeen-year-old boy to a ten-year-old child..." Zhao Chen sweated heavily.

At this moment, the door was pushed open and a group of people stepped into the room.

Zhao Chen didn't understand the situation in front of him, so he hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Someone came to Zhao Chen's bed, raised Zhao Chen's arm, put his two fingers on Zhao Chen's wrist, as if he was "taking the pulse" for Zhao Chen. After a while, the man stepped down, and another person came up to "taking the pulse" for Zhao Chen.

After a while, someone entered the room again. A middle-aged man came to Zhao Chen's bed and sat down. The middle-aged man spoke, as if asking about Zhao Chen's "sickness". It was not until many days later that Zhao Chen realized the identity of the middle-aged man. He turned out to be Zhao Chen's "father" - Emperor Jingkang of the Northern Song Dynasty, Zhao Huan!

"Report to Your Majesty, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, was suddenly awakened by Lord Li in a coma and was frightened, which led to fainting! You only need to take care of it for a few days and you will be cured!" An old voice sounded, as if the doctor was reporting on Zhao Chen's condition.

"Your Majesty, I am the one who is inappropriate in handling things, which scared the prince! I deserve to die of guilt!" The voice of the middle-aged man with a righteous face in the morning rang out, and his voice was full of regret!

"Li Aiqing does not need to blame himself. You are the prince's teacher. Teach the prince's knowledge! The prince is sleeping in class, and you should wake him up. What's the crime? Since all the imperial physicians say that the prince is not seriously injured, we don't need to worry too much! Okay, let's leave here for now and let the prince have a good rest!" Zhao Huan said.

These people left Zhao Chen's room, and that night, Zhao Chen turned around and couldn't fall asleep! It was midnight that Zhao Chen fell into a sleep in a daze! When he woke up the next morning, Zhao Chen found a middle-aged woman lying on the head of his bed. The middle-aged woman was elegant and luxurious, and she didn't know that she was the noble man in the palace.

"Chen'er, are you awake?" The middle-aged woman was awakened by Zhao Chen and said happily.

"Who are you?" Zhao Chen opened his mouth and asked hesitantly.

"Chen'er... What's wrong with you? I'm your mother? You don't even recognize me?" The middle-aged woman said in shock!

A few days later, Zhao Chen finally accepted his new identity - Prince Jingkang in the late Northern Song Dynasty, and his name was Zhao Chen! And the emperors and the emperors of the Great Song Dynasty also knew about the prince's amnesia!

The prince's army, Li Ruoshui, the Minister of Personnel, was demoted to Luoyang for being the ruling of Luoyang because he frightened the prince until his memory was lost.

*******

"Xiao Liangzi, what month is it now?"

In the imperial garden, Zhao Chen sat lazily in a small pavilion, with his back leaning against the pillar, allowing the sun to shine on him. Next to him were several eunuchs and palace maids. Some of these eunuchs and palace maids were holding clear water, some holding snacks, and some just standing in a simple and solemn manner. They all served by the side respectfully.

"Your Highness, it's April now!" A young eunuch in his twenties replied. The eunuch's voice was extremely sharp. Fortunately, Zhao Chen had adapted to this voice for many days here.

"April? In other words, it is April of the first year of Jingkang?" Zhao Chen said.

"Yes!" Xiao Liangzi said.

The prince's amnesia has spread throughout the palace, so Xiao Liangzi and others are not surprised at Zhao Chen's question! His Royal Highness of the prince naturally doesn't remember so many things.

"Man Jianghong... Jingkang's shame is not yet achievable, and the hatred of his ministers will be destroyed..." The weather was warm, but Zhao Chen felt cold all over his body.

He clearly remembered this history. It was in the autumn of this year that the Jin soldiers went south in two directions to surround Kaifeng City, and then the Northern Song Dynasty was destroyed! His "father" Song Qinzong, his grandfather Song Huizong, was captured by Jin soldiers, and the two emperors were imprisoned in the northern Five Kingdoms City for decades! Song Qinzong was finally trampled to death by Ranma. After Song Huizong died, he was burned to oil and could not have the whole body! Countless concubines in the Northern Song Palace, princesses became military prostitutes for the Jurchens and were wantonly humiliated by the Jurchens. His "mother" Empress Zhu could not bear the insult and committed suicide by jumping into the river! Countless people in Kaifeng City were massacred by Jin soldiers, and countless women were raped by Jurchens. It was lustful!

As for him, the "Prince Jingkang", he was also captured by the Jurchens. Historical records later were unknown. Prince Jingkang may have been killed or imprisoned for life. In short, there was no good ending! All the royal children in the entire Kaifeng City were killed or imprisoned. The only one who escaped was King Kang Zhao Gou! Zhao Gou was not in Kaifeng City at that time, so he could escape his life.

"No! Never let such a thing happen! No matter what the reason is, I came to this era and became Prince Jingkang, and I cannot die easily... Maybe my previous life was a dream, and this life was real. I cannot die, and I must never die in humiliation..." Zhao Chen trembled all over and suddenly stood up!

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Seeing Zhao Chen strode forward, the eunuchs behind him couldn't help but scream.
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