Zhang Shijie didn't think about this, he just thought that he could rely on Guangzhou when he went to Yashan. He thought in his heart that he was too impulsive, "This..."

He felt a little guilty, and his anger towards Zhao Dongting disappeared completely.

Zhao Dongting sighed softly, "In the court, Lord Zhang has a firm attitude and the ministers agree. I am afraid that the army will be unstable, so I have to blame Lord Zhang willfully. Only in this way can all officials understand my determination and no longer think about moving."

As he said that, he walked to Zhang Shijie in two steps and bowed solemnly again: "Please forgive me, Lord Zhang."

When Zhang Shijie saw that Zhao Dongting actually bowed to him again, he felt even more guilty and hurriedly said, "I am reckless, please punish me."

He was about to kneel down, but it was a wound on his butt and immediately took a breath of cold air.

Seeing that he was so painful that even sweat came out on his forehead, Zhao Dongting was embarrassed and hurriedly said to his servants and Doctor An: "Hurry up and help Lord Zhang to the room, Doctor An, I will order you to use the best medicine to treat Lord Zhang!"

Doctor An received the order.

A group of people surrounded Zhang Shijie and walked into the room.

Zhang Shijie was supported by his servants and lay on the bed, but he still couldn't stop thinking about Yashan.

Originally, he thought that he would be killed by Zhao Dongting, but he blamed himself for choosing a master. However, he did not expect that Zhao Dongting would come to his house to apologize to him and say such unscrupulous words. This made him feel very moved. He thought that the emperor was such a wise emperor, and naturally he was more determined to devote himself to the Southern Song court.

When I saw Zhao Dongting again, I was still standing by my bed with guilt, and almost burst into tears. I just felt that my beating was worth it.

Zhao Dongting felt apologized when he looked at Zhang Shijie's bloody butt.

Doctor An looked at Zhang Shijie's butt and looked back at everyone.

Everyone understood that Li Yuanxiu and Zhang's family and the subordinates all walked out the door.

Zhao Dongting originally planned to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Shijie, "Emperor, I am still a little confused and want to ask the emperor to solve the problem."

Zhao Dongting stayed beside the bed and said, "Please tell me, Lord Zhang."

Doctor An carefully cut Zhang Shijie's bloody pants with scissors, and saw that the inside was bloody and his entire butt was smashed.

Even though he was gentle and slow, Zhang Shijie couldn't help but grit his teeth and suck his air.

Zhao Dongting felt even more guilty on his face.

It was not until Doctor An cut all the blood-stuffed pants that Zhang Shijie breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The emperor just said in the living room that if the Yuan thief attacked, he would be somewhat sure to defeat them. I want to know what the emperor had in his mind."

The place of Benzhou is located overseas. If it cannot stop the Yuan army, it will be difficult for it to run away at that time.

Zhao Dongting said that when Yingzhou advances to Fuzhou, he retreats to Qiongzhou, he is not fighting head-on with the Yuan army. But now, Zhang Shijie has long seen that the young emperor is willing to confront the Yuan thieves on Yingzhou Island.

This is a major event related to the survival of the Southern Song Dynasty court. If he didn't ask clearly, he would be very confident.

Zhao Dongting whispered: "You should take care of yourself first. When your health is healed, I will take you to see where my confidence comes from."

Although Zhang Shijie was still confused when he heard Zhao Dongting say this, he was not easy to continue asking questions.

He thought that the emperor has been doing quite calmly over the past few days, and has a strong strategy, so he should not be aimless.

When Doctor An helped Zhang Shijie to heal the wound, Zhao Dongting took Doctor An away.

Mrs. Zhang and the others were already full of doubts. As soon as Zhao Dongting left, he hurriedly went to Zhang Shijie's bedroom to ask.

Zhao Dongting plunged into the weapons workshop again.

Another morning court.

Zhao Dongting did not go so early. He arrived in the Political Affairs Hall at the time, and the ministers had already stood in the hall.

As soon as he sat on the dragon couch, he saw that Zhang Shijie was also standing in the column. Zhao Dongting said repeatedly: "Why is Mr. Zhang not recuperating at home?"

Zhang Shijie said: "I thank the emperor for your concern, I am not very upset."

Some ministers present were afraid that they had already known that Zhao Dongting went to visit Zhang Shijie yesterday. At this time, they were not surprised to see the harmony between the king and the ministers, and those ministers who did not know about this were full of doubts. Logically speaking, the morning court yesterday was like that, and Zhang Shijie definitely could not come to the court, and he was so polite with the emperor.

At this moment, their hearts are full of vitality and their own ideas.

Zhao Dongting ignored the eye contact of the ministers and turned his head to Li Yuanxiu and said, "Dadfather-in-law, give him a seat to Lord Zhang."

As soon as he said that, he remembered that Zhang Shijie was beaten so hard that his butt was blooming. He was afraid he couldn't sit down. After thinking about it, he walked up to Zhang Shijie himself, took Zhang Shijie's hand and said, "Mr. Zhang is on my throne and lie down."

Zhang Shijie was so flattered that he almost died of fright, and exclaimed: "Master, how did this make it happen?"

Dragon Couch, which is naturally a place where the true dragon emperor can sit.

However, Zhao Dongting didn't value these things in his heart and said, "How can he not do it?"

Zhang Shijie said: "I must not dare!"

He stood there with his feet firmly, desperately refusing to let Zhao Dongting take it away.

Zhao Dongting knew that these ancient people attached great importance to etiquette and law, and said, "I sat in the court or stood in the cape. Are they all the emperors?"

Zhang Shijie replied: "The Emperor is the true dragon emperor. No matter where he is, he will naturally be the Emperor."

Zhao Dongting looked around the ministers in the hall and his voice became louder, "Since that's the case, they all know that I am the emperor and you are a minister. Why not lie on my dragon couch? Besides, I asked you to go up."

Zhang Shijie was shocked and could not answer.

Zhao Dongting pulled Zhang Shijie to the dragon couch without saying a word, sat down, and helped him lie down, standing next to him, then said, "Start the morning court!"

Li Yuanxiu was about to open her throat and shout, but when Zhang Shijie suddenly burst into tears, "Your Majesty, I... feel guilty..."

His Highness and ministers were talking about it.

Although Zhao Dongting's move was inappropriate, it really touched these ministers.

I don’t know who took the lead in kneeling on the ground and shouted: “The Emperor’s Holy Spirit…”

All the ministers fell to the ground.

The people's hearts, who were slightly nervous yesterday because Zhang Shijie was beaten, calmed down at this moment.

After Zhang Shijie's crying gradually stopped, Li Yuanshui shouted: "If you have something to do, you will report..."

Looking at the ministers below who were wiping tears secretly, he admired the emperor very much. Yesterday, two days of attending court today, it caused the court officials to cry. This kind of ability made him feel beyond the reach of the world.

No one spoke to the ministers.
Chapter completed!