Chapter 5

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"Are you asking me to trick Shi Miyuan into the palace and then have the guards finish him off?" Zhao Yun frowned.

Zhao Hao shook his head and said, "Father, that would be too easy to leak. Besides, as you said, there has never been a precedent for an emperor to kill a minister without cause. If the news gets out, it would be bad for you."

"Then what do you mean?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Father, over the years, Ling'er and I haven't been idle. Nowadays, dealing with ordinary people is no problem for us." Zhao Hao pointed to himself and then to Zhao Ling'er.

Actually, Zhao Hao was being modest. Not only could they handle ordinary people, even the average palace guards were no match for them.

It must be said that both Zhao Hao and Zhao Ling'er had a talent for martial arts that could be called monstrous, leaving the palace martial arts masters who taught them in awe.

When Zhao Ling'er heard Zhao Hao's words, her eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands. "Great, great! Father, let's do it as Big Brother suggested. Let Big Brother and me take care of that old villain Shi Miyuan."

Like a young calf unafraid of tigers, Zhao Ling'er was at the age where she knew no bounds.

However, Zhao Ling'er was not blindly confident. With Zhao Hao around, she would never grow into someone like Guo Fu.

Zhao Hao had planned for Zhao Ling'er to have a style like that of Fan Fan or Yao Yue—strong, proud, and ruthless.

"Ridiculous, you are only ten years old." Zhao Yun waved his sleeve and scolded.

"Great aspirations do not depend on age. Besides, Father, don't underestimate Big Brother and me. Forget it, seeing is believing. Father, watch carefully." Zhao Ling'er picked up a silver chopstick and, with a single hand, snapped it in two, leaving Zhao Yun shocked.

If she had used both hands, Zhao Yun wouldn't have been so surprised, but Zhao Ling'er used only one hand.

Just this alone was far beyond what Zhao Yun himself could do.

"Is this Ling'er's martial arts?" Zhao Yun asked in shock.

He knew that Zhao Ling'er and Zhao Hao were learning martial arts, but he had never taken it seriously.

Because the entire Song Dynasty emphasized literature over martial arts, Zhao Yun himself looked down on martial arts from the heart.

However, Zhao Ling'er's performance at the tender age of ten still stunned Zhao Yun.

"Father, what do you think? Shi Miyuan is no match for Big Brother and me with just one hand. If only my Soul Transference Technique were fully mastered, I could control him directly." Zhao Ling'er said.

Xie Daoqing's eyes also lit up, and a smile of satisfaction appeared on her lips.

Seeing her children excel, parents are even happier than if they had excelled themselves.

"Hao, can you do what Ling'er just did?" Xie Daoqing asked.

"Empress (Song Dynasty princes and princesses call their birth mother 'Empress'), Big Brother's martial arts are even better than mine." Zhao Hao didn't speak, but Zhao Ling'er answered first.

Xie Daoqing nodded and said to Zhao Yun, "Your Majesty, Hao and Ling'er are also showing filial piety, wanting to help you. Shi Miyuan is already old and may not even be a match for me. With Hao and Ling'er, it will definitely be foolproof."

Zhao Yun's face showed a conflicted expression as he said, "This is a major matter. Let me think about it, think about it."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhao Hao's eyes, but he still reminded, "Father, if you decide to act against Shi Miyuan, you must prepare in advance. After killing Shi Miyuan, immediately remove his accomplices. Although the current world is full of treacherous officials, there are still many loyal and dedicated people."

In recent years, although Shi Miyuan held all the power, the impeachment memorials against him never stopped.

As Zhao Yun said, the factional struggles in the Song Dynasty did not endanger lives. This cultivated a fearless character in many people.

Since they wouldn't die anyway, why be afraid? Many people had this mindset, so although Shi Miyuan was powerful, he was not without opponents.

In this world, it can still function without anyone. There's no need to worry about the government falling into chaos after killing Shi Miyuan.

That is simply impossible.

Even if Shi Miyuan were to die, or even if Zhao Yun were to die suddenly, the Song Dynasty would still function normally.

Zhao Yun nodded, knowing this as well.

Zhao Hao gave Xie Daoqing a meaningful look and then said, "Father, Ling'er and I are almost done eating. We'll go down first."

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Alright, go rest first."

"Your Majesty, I'll see Hao and Ling'er off." Xie Daoqing also stood up.

Outside the hall, Xie Daoqing smiled faintly. "Hao, do you want me to persuade your father to change his mind?"

As Zhao Hao's mother, she naturally understood him better than anyone else.

Zhao Hao nodded and said, "Empress, the court has always been too lenient with officials, making them fearless. It's time to make them fear. Otherwise, even if Shi Miyuan is gone, another villain will appear."

Zhao Hao's words were not baseless.

During the reign of Emperor Lizong, it wasn't just Shi Miyuan who held power.

Zhao Yun's ability to judge people was something Zhao Hao did not admire. In the later years of Emperor Lizong, the government fell into the hands of corrupt officials like Ding Daquan and Jia Sidao, leading to a rapid decline in the state.

Especially Jia Sidao, who was an even more ruthless villain than Shi Miyuan.

In Zhao Hao's view, this was all due to indulgence.

The emperor system of the Song Dynasty was too peculiar. The emperor was not truly an emperor, and the ministers were not truly ministers. At times, the emperor had to live by the will of the literati.

Is this what an emperor is?

Emperors like Qin Shi Huang and Han Wu Di would be laughing in their graves.

Zhao Hao was tired of arguing with the literati. The Mongol cavalry was about to invade the south.

The entire Song Dynasty was about to fall, and the system was useless.

What about governing the world with the literati? Let them go to hell.

Since Zhao Hao had become Zhao Yun's son and the crown prince of the Song Dynasty, he had the responsibility to preserve the last thread of the Chinese bloodline.

Anyone who stood in Zhao Hao's way would not be spared.

Killing is all.

Even if Zhao Hao didn't kill them, they would die or suffer worse after the Mongols unified the world.

Zhao Hao would not stay in this world forever, but before he left, he would do his best to fulfill his duties as the Song Dynasty's crown prince.

Killing is saving.

I am willing to create boundless karma to build a paradise for the Han people.

Xie Daoqing nodded and said, "I will try to persuade your father, but you know his character. He is indecisive, and it won't be easy to make him decide."

"I know you will find a way, Empress." Zhao Hao took Xie Daoqing's hand and shook it.

Yes, Zhao Hao was being cute.

"Stop shaking, I can't do anything with you. Alright, I promise. You and Ling'er go back and prepare." Xie Daoqing said helplessly.

"Empress, I love you." Zhao Ling'er cheered, jumping with joy.

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