The Eighth Wise King became addicted to eavesdropping on the silly princess' thoughts - Chapter 365 The Pain of Separation between Mother and Child

"I have experienced what it is like to be the richest man in the Song Dynasty. It is not fun at all. You work so hard to earn a mountain of gold and silver, but all you get is three meals a day and a bed to sleep on.

Now I just want to find a paradise on earth, where I can live a free, relaxing and comfortable life.

Your Majesty, it is useless for you to throw a tantrum and cry to the heavens. If Chen'er was not still breastfeeding and could not be tossed on the sea, I would have wanted to leave this month. Go to that beautiful island with Sun Moon Lake and Alishan, and enjoy the leisurely life in a paradise."

Emperor Zhao Wuji bit his lower lip and listened in silence.

The young prince, who was sitting next to the emperor, glanced secretly at his brother the emperor.

Zhao Wuji bit his lower lip tightly as if his heart was pricked by a needle. He almost softened his heart, but when he thought of the possibility that his uncle and aunt would never come back, he bit his lower lip hard again.

"Aunt Imperial, Wu Ji is also your and uncle's child!" The emperor's words were filled with aggrieved tears.

Luo Li's heart felt as if it was blocked by a huge rock. It ached dully for a moment, and then waves of heartache surged up and down. There was also a sense of guilt in the heartache.

Wu Ji once said that the reason he was willing to be a high-level laborer was because he was the emperor, the highest official in the world, in order to protect his aunt from living in peace and happiness.

Seeing the aggrieved emperor who was trying hard to hold back his tears, Luo Li's motherly love suddenly overflowed. Her eyes turned red. She stood up and rubbed his head lovingly, "Wu Ji, I'm sorry for wronging you. I'll leave Lin'er here to keep you company!"

Zhao Wuji felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and a warm current flowed down his numb head into his heart. How many years had it been? How many years had it been since the imperial aunt stroked his head and called him Wuji?

The tears that Zhao Wuji had been holding back for a long time finally flowed out. He was too embarrassed to hug the aunt and act like a spoiled child like he did when he was a child. He wiped his tears and choked up and said, "Aunt, in my heart, the uncle and aunt are just like my father and mother. Wuji will always be your child!"

: "Puchi!" "Puchi!" "Puchi!" The three men couldn't help but break down.

Zhao Defang, who had already resigned from his post as regent and asked for the title of Prince Regent, was honored by the emperor as the Eighth Sage Prince of "Wisdom, Courage, Benevolence, Loyalty, Faithfulness, Honesty and Virtue". After a chuckle, he said sourly, "Li'er, how old is he? Why are you still pampering him like a child? Wuji, sit still!"

The young prince Zhao Wubing gave the emperor an embarrassing gesture of shaving his face. Zhao Wuji had to reluctantly leave the imperial aunt's warm embrace and sat up straight.

Luo Li returned to her seat and sat back down. The three men immediately sat down obediently, waiting to listen to the main instructions of this family meeting convened by the leader.

The three men watched intently, their hearts beating wildly with excitement and they held their breath in nervous anticipation.

"Wu Ji, as you have guessed, I am a soul from another world. I came to this time and space by mistake and became your relative."

When his guess was confirmed, Zhao Wuji's face flushed and his eyes sparkled, "Auntie, you are indeed a fairy from heaven!"

The young master Zhao Wubing puffed out his chest proudly and looked at his mother with burning eyes. His mother was really as the royal grandmother said, a fairy who came down from heaven to the mortal world and was pursued by his father who had a keen eye for talent.

Luo Li did not explain to Wu Ji, but just smiled faintly and picked up a globe on the table that Zhao Defang had copied by himself, "Wu Ji, this is the map of the world we live in. I have already told you that the earth is round, with seven continents and four oceans. Look, this is the position of our Song Dynasty on the world map."

"So small? Auntie, our Great Song has a vast territory, but we only occupy such a small area in the world?" Looking closely at the place that was not even as big as a fist, the Emperor Zhao Wuji of the Great Song Dynasty was a little bit unbelievable.

Luo Li raised her hand and gave him a brain slap, "I asked your uncle to enlarge this globe model three times, otherwise, the Song Dynasty would only be as big as a fingernail on it.

Wu Ji, as the emperor of the Song Dynasty, the Queen Aunt risked leaking the secrets and left these things for you so that you can stand at the top of the world and have a far-reaching vision! "

The cunning Emperor Zhao Wuji never forgets to tie up his cousin Zhao Wubing and make him the highest-level coolie in the world.

Luo Li continued her lecture, "This world is huge, and the people living on this earth are of different races and civilizations. Our Chinese nation is the smartest and wisest.

The Song Dynasty was the richest country on earth, possessing the most advanced civilization, the richest material resources, the most advanced production technology, and hundreds of millions of the most intelligent and hardworking people.

But! Wu Ji, you must remember that all the good things that the Song Dynasty has will be coveted by bandits. Therefore, the Song Dynasty must always be aware of the crisis of being invaded, slaughtered and plundered. The policy of suppressing military power and promoting culture must never be implemented. The prosperous Song Dynasty must maintain a strong military force that can dominate the world, so that it can stand safely and superiorly on this earth. "

[Damn! It really is a unique train of thought with a kingly aura! ]

Luo Li was shocked and cursed in her heart.

Hurry up and give correct guidance patiently: "Wu Ji, the world is so big, with different nationalities, cultures and thoughts, it is not easy to achieve great unification.

You have great talent, great strategy and great ambitions, so you should conquer these places adjacent to our Chinese territory, where the people have similar appearances and habits but are not very honest, and incorporate them into the territory of the Song Dynasty."

: "Goguryeo, Jiaozhi." Luo Li's fingers moved from north to south.

"What about here? Should Japan be included in the territory of the Song Dynasty?"

Luo Li's eyes flashed with disgust, "Let's include Ryukyu in the territory of the Song Dynasty! The Japanese should not become the subjects of the Song Dynasty, but we must always keep them under control and prevent them from showing up."

"I understand! I'm too lazy to ask for it, but I'll punch and grab it from time to time." Emperor Zhao Wuji grinned cunningly and sinisterly.

Pointing to the dozens of handwritten books on the table, Luo Li said solemnly: "Wu Ji, the contents of these books cover all aspects, all of which are knowledge ahead of this era, including various basic disciplines, various industrial science and technology development directions, and are the crystallization of the wisdom of countless people.

Over the past few years, I have written down everything I can remember and recall.

These books must be classified as top secret and must be kept by you personally. They cannot be circulated."

Zhao Wuji picked up a few books and flipped through the contents. The ugly handwriting of the imperial aunt caught his eyes, which made him curl the corners of his lips. When he saw the content, his face became more and more excited.

Young Master Zhao Wubing picked up a book and flipped through it, "Mother, isn't this the chemistry course you taught us?"

Luo Li rubbed her son's little head and explained to him: "There is everything from mathematics, physics, chemistry, geography, biology, foreign languages, and medicine. I have taken out all the knowledge treasures in my head and left them to you."

Xiao Wubing, who was flipping through the contents of another book, asked in amazement: "A train that can run, an airplane that can fly, a submarine that can go into the sea, and a spacecraft that can go into the sky, can the craftsmen of the Song Dynasty make them in the future?"

"That depends on your ability. Strongly support the craftsmen in their experimental research. Accumulate experience through experiments from generation to generation. There will always be a day when they will succeed." Zhao Defang looked at his nephew and son with a smile and encouraged them.