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Chapter 1 - Manchurian Red

With a surge of anger, he rested the rest of his body in his appendix. Looking up, he let out a long howl into the sky. It was a sight to behold! Thirty achievements, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of road, clouds and moon. Don't be idle. Your hair is white.

The shame of Jing Kang was still fresh in the air. When would an official's hatred be extinguished? Driving a long carriage and breaking through Helan Mountain! He ate the meat of the barbarians and talked about drinking the blood of the Huns. From the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and set the sky high!

In the classroom, the teacher was currently explaining Yue Fei's >. Zhao Chen (Chen, pronounced the same as morning) was listening attentively from below.

He was a senior in his third year of high school. There was less than three months until the college entrance exam. He was very familiar with this song, "Red River". Not only that, he was also very familiar with that piece of history.

That was one of the most humiliating histories of ancient China. Two emperors of the Central Plains had been captured by foreign races, and the two emperors had been humiliated to death in a world of ice and snow. A hundred years later, the Mongols rose up, and the entire Central Plains fell. From the Nvzhen to the Mongols, from the Jin to the Yuan, more than 5 million Han people were massacred to their deaths, and the Han population fell by more than half. The Chinese people, who had once created a glorious civilization, were the slaves of a foreign race in those hundreds of years. They were humiliated and tortured, and their Chinese civilization suffered a devastating blow!

"The sun is so warm today!"

It was a time of spring, where the sun was bright and bright, shining its rays on Zhao Chen's body, making him feel drowsy! He raised his head to look at the podium and saw that the teacher was writing with his head down. As a result, he could not help but lie down, preparing to squint for a moment.

… ….

Pow!

A crisp sound echoed. Zhao Chen woke up from his sleep as he felt a sharp pain in his palm.

Zhao Chen knew that his teacher must have discovered him sleeping in the classroom, so he patted his hands! But today, it was even more painful, as if someone was using a wooden stick to viciously slap his palm.

The weather was still warm, and the sunlight was still shining on his body. Zhao Chen hurriedly sat up, but the sleepiness in his heart did not go away, and he could not help but yawn.

His eyes looked forward, and in just a moment, all the sleepiness had been completely swept away, and replacing it was a face of astonishment.

"Your Highness, you are the ruler of the country. In the future, you will inherit my Song Dynasty and you will rule over all the people in the world! Even though you are still young, you should still nurture your character and discipline yourself. How can you fall asleep above the classroom? If I don't teach you properly today, won't you become a mediocre ruler, a fainting ruler, and even a ruler of a dead nation in the future? " A middle aged man stood in front of Zhao Chen and shouted sternly!

The middle-aged man had an ordinary appearance, the only thing that left a deep impression on Zhao Chen was his face full of righteousness! But these were all nothing, Zhao Chen was only blankly staring at the middle-aged man's clothes!

The middle-aged man's clothes were too strange. He was wearing a robe that only ancient people would wear, a jade belt tied around his waist, and what he seemed to be wearing was an official hat from ancient times! The two wings on both sides of the hat were over a foot long. It was extremely strange!

"Here... "What is it?" The middle-aged man's voice came out continuously, but Zhao Chen was not in the mood to listen, and could not help but interrupt him as he asked.

Hearing Zhao Chen's words, the middle aged man was stunned! He looked towards Zhao Chen, only to see that Zhao Chen's face was at a loss, even Zhao Chen's eyes were filled with confusion, it did not seem like he was lying, the middle-aged man was shocked!

However, he didn't know that at this moment, Zhao Chen was even more shocked. Just now, when his voice left his mouth, Zhao Chen realized that his tone and tone were completely different from before! He used to speak standard Mandarin, but now he seemed to have the accent of Henan! This wasn't all, he was already seventeen, but at the moment, his voice sounded like it came from a ten year old child. It was abnormally young and tender!

Zhao Chen lowered his head, observing his clothes, only to see himself dressed in a bright yellow outfit, on top of it seemed to be embroidered a gold dragon! Slowly, his gaze looked at his hands, and after a moment, Zhao Chen let out a scream!

These were a pair of hands belonging to a child. They were without a doubt, incomparably delicate and tender hands of a child!

"Your Highness!" Seeing that Zhao Chen had fainted on the spot, the middle-aged man shouted out in fear.

… ….

"What exactly is this place?" What happened? "Who am I?"

Lying on the bed, Zhao Chen's mind was in a mess. He found it hard to believe that after just sleeping on the table and waking up, he had actually turned from a seventeen year old into a ten-year-old child. Everything around them had changed. This place was no longer in the classroom, but in the ancient era!

After a long while, Zhao Chen forced himself to calm down and think about everything. He was dressed in bright yellow clothing, and his room was decorated in an unusually luxurious manner. It was clear that this was a place where wealth reigned supreme. In ancient times, yellow was a color that only royalty could use. As for bright yellow, that was a color that only emperors and monarchs could use. He faintly remembered someone calling him 'Crown Prince', and the middle-aged man who had taught him before also calling him 'Your Highness'.

"What happened? Why did I become the crown prince? This doesn't seem like a prank, and a prank wouldn't change me from a seventeen year old to a ten-year old child … " Zhao Chen was sweating profusely.

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

Zhao Chen did not understand the situation in front of him, so he hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

Someone came to Zhao Chen's bedside and lifted Zhao Chen's arm. With two fingers on Zhao Chen's wrist, they seemed to be "checking his pulse". After a while, he left, and another person came up to check Zhao Chen's pulse.

After a while, another person entered the room and a middle-aged man came to Zhao Chen's bedside and sat down. The middle-aged man opened his mouth and spoke as if he was asking about Zhao Chen's "illness". It was only after many days did Zhao Chen finally understand the identity of the middle-aged man. He was actually Zhao Chen's "royal father" — — Emperor Jingkang of the Northern Song Dynasty!

"Your Majesty, the crown prince was suddenly awoken by Lord Li in his sleep and was shocked, causing him to faint! As long as you keep it alive for a few days, you will recover completely! " An aged voice sounded, as if the doctor was reporting about Zhao Chen's condition.

"Your Majesty, it is all this humble subject's fault that he frightened the crown prince! This humble official deserves to die a thousand times for his crimes! " The righteous middle-aged man's voice sounded in the morning. His voice was filled with regret!

"Li Aiqing, no need to blame yourself. You are the teacher of the crown prince, teaching him how to read!" The Crown Prince was in a coma in class, so you should wake him up. Since everyone has already said that the crown prince is fine, there's no need for us to worry too much! Alright, let's leave this place for now and let the crown prince have a good rest! " Zhao Huan said.

Immediately, all of them left Zhao Chen's room, and tonight, Zhao Chen rolled on the side, unable to fall asleep! In the middle of the night, Zhao Chen finally fell into a deep slumber. The next morning, Zhao Chen woke up to find another middle-aged woman lying on his bedside. This middle-aged woman was extremely elegant, and he did not know if she was the noble person from the palace.

"Chen Er, you're awake?" The middle-aged woman was awoken by Zhao Chen as she exclaimed in joy.

"You … "Who is it?" Zhao Chen opened his mouth and asked hesitantly.

"Chen Er... What, what happened to you? I'm your mother? You actually don't recognize me? " The middle-aged woman exclaimed!

A few days later, Zhao Chen finally accepted his new identity — Crown Prince Jing Kang of the last year of the Northern Song Dynasty, also known by the same name Zhao Chen! And the people from the Song Dynasty's Imperial Palace also found out about the crown prince's amnesia!

The master of the crown prince, the assistant minister of the government, Li Ruoshui, was demoted to Luoyang because he frightened the crown prince until he lost his memory.

"Little Liang, what month is it now?"

Within the imperial garden, Zhao Chen was lazily sitting in a small pavilion. He leaned against a pillar and let the sunlight shine on his body. Next to him stood several eunuchs and maids. Some of them were carrying water, some were carrying snacks, and some were simply standing there solemnly, all of them respectfully attending to him.

"Reporting to Your Highness, it's already April!" The eunuch's voice was exceptionally sharp. Fortunately, Zhao Chen had been here for a long time and had adapted to this kind of voice.

"April? That means it's the April of the first year of Jingkang? " Zhao Chen said.

"Yes sir!" Little Liang said.

The news of the crown prince's amnesia had already spread throughout the Imperial Palace, so towards Zhao Chen's question, Little Liang and the others were not the least bit surprised! The Crown Prince had lost his memory, so he naturally couldn't remember all these things.

"Red River …" "The shame of Jing Kang is still fresh in my heart, the hatred of an official, when will it be destroyed..." The weather was warm, but Zhao Chen felt cold all over.

He clearly remembered this piece of history. It was in the autumn of this year that the Jin Army split into two paths and descended south, surrounding the Kaifeng City. His "royal father" and his grandfather Song Huizong were captured by the Jin Army and subsequently, the two emperors were imprisoned in the northern Five Kingdoms for dozens of years! In the end, Song Chin Zong was trampled to death by the horses. After Song Huizong died, he was burnt to oil, and could not die a full corpse! Countless concubines and princesses in the Northern Song Imperial Palace had become the army courtesans of the Nvzhen, and were wantonly abused by the Nvzhen. His "mother", Empress Zhu could not bear the humiliation, and she threw himself into a river to commit suicide! Countless civilians were massacred by the Jin Army and countless women were raped by the Nvzhen. Lecherous!

As for him, the "Crown Prince Jing Kang", he was also captured by the Nvzhen. His history was not known, and either he was killed or he was imprisoned, so no matter what, there was not a good ending for him! In the entire Kaifeng City, all the members of the royal family were either killed or imprisoned. The only person who escaped this calamity was the Kang Wang Zhao Zhuang! At that time, Zhao Gou was not in the Kaifeng City, so he could escape with his life.

"No!" He absolutely could not allow such a thing to happen! [No matter what the reason is, I am from this era, and I am the Crown Prince Jing Kang. I cannot die so easily …] Perhaps my previous life was just a dream, a real life. I can't die. I definitely can't die in such a humiliating manner …. " Zhao Chen trembled and suddenly stood up!

"Your Highness, where are you going?" Seeing Zhao Chen taking large strides forward, the eunuchs and maids behind him could not help but cry out loud.

"I want to meet royal father!" Zhao Chen said loudly.