Zhao Zhen was quite proud at the moment, but the people around him looked at him worriedly and helplessly, and Wangyou was particularly embarrassed.

After all, even though I already knew his identity, “I” was spoken too smoothly.

Nangong had given up long ago, sitting aside and petting the dog, too lazy to care.

The fourth son admired the emperor the most, so he curiously asked Zhao Zhen who the Pig King was.

Zhao Zhen said, "During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there was indeed a true emperor, who had the nickname Pig King."

Everyone frowned, "How far is it? Are you talking about the Northern and Southern Dynasties?"

After all, Gongsun had read a lot of poetry and books. When he heard what Zhao Zhen said, he asked, "Are you talking about Liu Yu from the Southern Dynasty?"

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Kill the pig king Liu Yu who usurped the throne from the mad king Liu Ziye."

The little fourth son raised his face and looked at his father. He had recently been reading history books, but the masters of history books from the Northern and Southern Dynasties did not let him read them. They said that he should wait until he grows up before reading such things. It is not suitable for young children.

Gongsun explained to his son, "Liu Ziye was a famous faint king in the Southern Dynasty and Song Dynasty... Well, actually, the word faint king and tyrant is not enough to describe him, he is just the kind with something wrong with his head."

The fourth son looked worried, "Can I still be the emperor even if I have a problem?"

Tianzun also poked at Tuanzi - if you do some serious statistics, there are more emperors with faults than without faults in history.

"Liu Ziye likes to kill people, and he did a lot of ridiculous things. He threw feces into his father's imperial mausoleum and made his mother angry to death. He also tied three uncles into the palace and tortured them in every possible way. Especially the fattest Liu Yu, let him

He lived in a pig pen and ate pig food, and even gave him the title of Pig King. Later, Liu Yu rebelled and planned to kill Liu Ziye and proclaim himself emperor... But the old Liu family seemed to have some kind of hereditary madness, and the whole family was abnormal, which was ridiculous

In the extreme... it didn’t take long for the country to perish.”

Everyone looked at Zhao Zhen - what is the relationship between Liu Yu's "Pig King" and the Pig King who appeared here? Those times were even further away, so they couldn't be the same person...

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said - listen to me slowly.

"Every emperor has secrets, so every dynasty also has some secret organizations. After the dynasty changes, these organizations will become secret legacies. Some are continued to be used by subsequent dynasties, some are abandoned, and some are too secretive to take over.

No one knew they existed, so they simply became independent and continued to exist." As he spoke, Zhao Zhen held out three fingers. There are usually three things that the emperor can do but cannot say, one is to kill someone, and the other is to kill someone.

Another way to make money is personal hobbies. The thing that is most likely to cause trouble is personal hobbies..."

The little fourth son blinked his big eyes and asked Zhao Zhen curiously, "Your Majesty, do you also have an organization that kills people and makes money?"

Gongsun on the side stared at his son with wide eyes - you really dare to ask anything!

Zhao Zhen waved his hand to the fourth son seriously, "I don't need it. He has taken care of it all in Kaifeng Mansion and I don't even have a chance to use it!"

When everyone heard this, it didn't seem like they were praising Kaifeng Mansion... but it didn't sound like they were scolding either...

Nangong nodded aside - this belongs to the connotation of yin and yang!

"If you like this thing, let alone being an emperor, you don't need to hide it as an ordinary person, right?" Zhao Zhen clasped his hands and chatted with the "immortal lovers", "Guard Zhan likes to eat, and Tianzun likes antiques.

, Xiao Liangzi likes to play football... Even if there are some bad people who like gambling and prostitution, they can go to gambling houses or brothels as they wish, right? So what kind of hobbies do you need to hide and not tell others? "

"The kind that violates laws and disciplines and violates laws and regulations?" Gongsun asked.

Zhao Zhen made him laugh, "Sir, I have read a lot of poetry and books. There are many murderous emperors in history. Let's not talk about it. In the troubled times before the Song Dynasty, how many demon emperors were there? They killed ministers.

He cooked food for the ministers and made pipa out of the concubine's thigh bones... No one hid and did it secretly. Aren't they all murderers and arsonists in an upright manner?"

Gongsun thought for a while and felt that it made sense, so he asked, "Then... what hobbies and interests should the emperor secretly do so that no one can know about them?"

Zhao Zhen smiled slightly, "It will make him lose his throne, or let others take his throne."

That kind of thing."

Gongsun and the fourth son were both curious, "Do you have such hobbies?"

Zhao Zhen gave an example and pointed at Gongsun, "You are a miracle doctor, right? Then if you have an interest in poisoning people, will anyone come to see you for medical treatment?"

Gongsun was a little disgusted - what kind of hobby is this?

"Does the Pig King have any special interests?" Yin Hou thought it was quite interesting.

"Liu Yu is quite superstitious, especially in ghosts and gods. He believes that the reason why people get sick and die is because there are ghosts around them." Zhao Zhen said with a smile, "So he established a very ridiculous organization, the Ghost King Sect.

Specialized to help him catch ghosts. But how afraid is he of ghosts? He didn’t even dare to say the word ghost. He asked the wizard he trusted what name he should give him. The wizard told him to choose the name he hated the most, so

There is the Pig King Gate."

Everyone was dumbfounded. Gongsun folded his arms and shook his head. "There were indeed many witch doctors in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the emperors of several dynasties had ghosts and gods. It is said that Liu Ziye's mother was seriously ill and wanted to see her son before she died. But this weird emperor actually talked about dead people.

There were ghosts around him, but he didn't want to go, so he even refused to give it to his mother, and even made his own mother angry to death."

"Is this some kind of family madness..." Zhao Pu felt disgusted.

"It may indeed be congenital madness, or it may be poisoning." Gongsun said, "The more you are afraid of ghosts, the more you will believe in witchcraft. If you come into contact with some spells, pills and other things, it is easy to accidentally eat them.

Poisoned by some drug, causing hallucinations and so on."

"But these dynasties were very short-lived." Yin Hou asked Zhao Zhen, "Then the Pig King's ghost-catching sect has existed for so long?"

"Alas." Zhao Zhen waved his hand gently, "Who said that department is responsible for catching ghosts?"

Everyone frowned and looked at Zhao Zhen—that’s what you said.

"The Pig King Sect was indeed established for the purpose of catching ghosts, but the real mission of this organization is exactly the opposite." Zhao Zhen blinked, "Their main research is not to catch ghosts, but to haunt them!"

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the Demon King said "Oh" clearly and nodded in agreement, "To catch ghosts, you must first have ghosts... Just like if you want to fight, you must first have enemies."

Zhao Pu also nodded, "In a sense, you have to respect yourself by raising bandits."

"During the short few years of Liu Yu's reign, the Pig King Clan grew crazily and figured out all kinds of ways to pretend to be gods and ghosts." Zhao Zhen continued, "On the one hand, they frightened Liu Yu to better control him, and on the other hand, they frightened Liu Yu to better control him.

On the one hand, he made the political opponents he wanted to eliminate appear to be ghosts around him, so as to persuade Liu Yu to kill those people... Just like that, the mad king became more and more crazy, and the country fell within a few years. But the problem is, the replacement

In his dynasty, the emperor's mind was not very normal."

Everyone felt sorry for the people at that time.

The fourth son asked his father, "Master also said in class that there were so many crazy emperors in the scattered dynasties before and after the Great Unification, and it was as if their bodies had been snatched away. Why is this?"

Gongsun touched his son's head, and Zhao Zhen came over and said to the fourth son, "Because etiquette has broken down and music has been ruined. Once there are no rules and morals, the final result will definitely be that there is no bottom line."

"Oh..." The fourth son nodded, stretched out his little hand and patted Zhao Zhen on the shoulder, as if to say - Fortunately, the emperor, you are super normal!

Zhao Zhen teased the fourth son and said, "We don't want to be the best at fighting. We want to be the most able to live in peace and prosperity for thirty or forty years."

On the side, Wangyou touched his chin and looked at Zhao Zhen, who was laughing with the fourth son.

"Then has the Pig King Clan always existed?" Gongsun thought it was amazing, "Has it been used by so many dynasties since then?"

Tianzun was also a little puzzled, "It's such an unreliable organization, what's the use of keeping it?"

"Sigh... Whether it's reliable or not depends on who is going to do it." Zhao Zhen continued, "With the same tactics, Huo Qubing and his troops can reach Fenglang Juxu, but Gongsun Ao and his troops can't even find the way. This pig

Although the King's Clan was not founded with good intentions at the beginning, and it was full of crooked ways as it grew and grew, but the so-called crooked approach, the Pig King's Clan later happened to fall into a trap by chance.

In human hands, it will soar from now on.”

A group of old men all found it interesting. Even Ye Wangyou was attracted by the story, so they sat down together on the floor and listened to Zhao Zhen telling the story.

Zhao Pu looked at Nangong speechlessly - where did he find out about all this nonsense?

Nangong looked at him, wasn't he asking questions knowingly - wasn't he the most gossipy person in the entire imperial city? All the books that the people were not allowed to read were hidden in the palace. Where can there be good official history and unofficial history? You stayed up late every night just to read

Approval of memorials?

Zhao Pu looked straight at the sky - no wonder the Eighth Brother said every day that it would be great if he had the spare time to have more children...

Zhao Zhen cleared his throat and began to tell everyone the story about the "Pig King".

During the Zhenguan period, in a dance studio called Yuehuafang in Chang'an, there was a water boiler in his thirties. This man's real name is unknown. He was originally a homeless man and was taken in by the owner of the dance studio to work.

His daily job was to boil water in the woodshed, and then prepare bath water for the dancers or guests in each room. In order to seek good luck, the shopkeeper of the dance studio asked him to make an ingot. The ingot was said to be ugly, so as not to scare the dancers.

, so he wears a pig-faced mask all year round.

One day, a guest came to the dance studio, and he died in the guest room of the dance studio. He didn't know whether it was a sudden illness or an injury. The shopkeeper was afraid of alerting the government and affecting his business, so he didn't know what to do.

When it was good, Yuan Bao volunteered and said that he could quietly throw the corpse into the mass grave. When the shopkeeper heard that it was feasible, he asked him to handle it and gave him some silver coins as a reward. Yuan Bao disposed of the corpse that night.

...The matter seemed to have been resolved like this. But three days later, a large number of officers and soldiers appeared in Chang'an City, searching from house to house, seemingly looking for someone or something.

The searching soldiers also arrived at Yuehua Dance House. The soldiers held a portrait in their hands and searched from room to room, asking if anyone had seen this person. The shopkeeper's face turned green when he saw the portrait. It was the night he died.

The guest in the guest room.

After pretending to be calm and fooling the officers and soldiers, the shopkeeper went to find Yuan Bao to ask if anyone had discovered him while disposing of the corpse.

But after searching around, there was no sign of Yuan Bao, and even the soft goods in his room had been packed away.

The shopkeeper was a little panicked, thinking something might be going on.

Sure enough, that night the entire dance studio was captured by a group of men in black.

The shopkeeper was tortured, and the person who interrogated him was a masked man who had led troops to interrogate him before. The shopkeeper had never seen such a battle before, and he immediately gave up after receiving two blows.

The masked man asked him in detail about Yuanbao. The shopkeeper and everyone in the dance studio didn't know Yuanbao's real name, and they didn't even know his true appearance because he wore a pig face mask all year round. But for his own safety

The shopkeeper had no choice but to say that this person's name was "Yuanbao" and he looked like a pig.

The next day, notices were posted at the gates of all the major cities in Chang'an City, and the local government also issued an official notice to arrest a man who looked like a pig, named Yuan Bao... As a result, people who looked like pigs across the country were in bad luck.

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To be continued...