After Zhao Shu fell into the water, in order to keep it strictly confidential, he had already lived in the imperial guard camp.

These soldiers are the people Zhao Shu trusts the most. They are careful and protect the emperor's safety and dare not slackew. However, in the face of such a complicated situation, the men who only know how to fight are still too young. Fortunately, Wang Ning'an arrived in time and there was no confusion.

As soon as he appeared, the little Zhao Xu hugged his master's thigh and started sobbing in a daze.

Wang Ning'an took a deep breath and hugged Zhao Xu in his arms.

"Don't be afraid of your highness. With Master here, it's okay, nothing will happen."

Zhao Xu had red eyes and squeezed out a not-so-looking smile. He actually stretched out his little hand, wrapped it around Wang Ning'an's neck, leaned against his shoulder, muttering, like a little Genggu who was begging for a hug.

Although the master is very strict and terrible, he is indeed the best support.

When Wang Ning'an walked into Zhao Shu's ward, Zhao Xu fell asleep in a short distance. For almost seven days, the little guy didn't sleep well. He was so tired.

Wang Ning'an felt more and more distressed, and he clenched his fists slightly.

When I came to the bed, leaned over and saw that my heart felt like I was stabbed!

Zhao Shu's face was pale, his cheeks and temples were deeply sunk, and there was a layer of fucked skin on his lips. He looked more than ten years old and his originally strong body, and he was also shriveled. In any case, he could not connect him with the energetic emperor.

Perhaps because he heard the movement, Zhao Shu turned his head and opened his eyes.

"Father is fine, father..."

He immediately became excited when he saw Wang Ning'an, his eyes were shining, and he wanted to get up, but he had no strength at all. Wang Ning'an quickly waved his hand and asked Zhao Shu to lie down.

He sat on the edge of the bed. When the distance was close, Wang Ning'an could see the black air lingering on his disciple's face, which made people feel even more frightened. How could this happen?

Zhao Shu was not that sad. When his master came, he felt much better.

"I have something to say to my master. I am really afraid of these days. I am afraid that I can't wait for my master. I am afraid that someone else has come. No, I can't..."

"Ahem!"

Wang Ning'an interrupted Zhao Shu with a cough, "Your Majesty, don't say stupid things. The imperial guards are all the emperor's people, so they can be trusted!"

In a word, he named the reason why Wang Ning'an appeared.

When the emperor gets sick, when he is at a critical moment, whoever is by his side can use the emperor's name to issue orders, and his power is extremely great.

Of course, some people wanted to control Zhao Shu, but the problem was that they forgot that the imperial guards were the emperor's forbidden body, and Wang Ning'an commanded almost all the imperial guards, and the imperial guards' teaching materials were also compiled by Wang Ning'an.

All these decisions were made. If the emperor had an accident, he would look for the guardian god. The imperial guards only believed in Wang Ning'an. Others had no chance at all!

If the imperial guards are safe and the guns are safe, the world will not be in chaos!

This is also a pill of relief for Zhao Shu.

Sure enough, the emperor became much calmer.

"It won't be too bad at last..." Zhao Shu muttered, and then smiled bitterly: "Master, my disciple once said that he envied the champion Hou Huo Qubing, but he didn't expect that his words would come true, and he died in a successful and successful manner... Why is God inferior to me?"

Wang Ning'an glared at Zhao Shu fiercely, "Your Majesty, don't say these unlucky words, look, I am still holding Your Highness! You are now a father, the king of a country, and the lord of the people of the world. So many people are staring at Your Majesty! How can you give up on yourself? Isn't it just a little sick, so what can you do? If you rush into the sword and gun formation, you will be defeated by a mere minor illness?"

Wang Ning'an's tone was a bit heavy, but Zhao Shu was very helpful, as if he was back when he was a teenager, the days when the master and the apprentice were having fun together... Zhao Shu reminisced about that period more and more.

He pondered for a while, "Master, the disciple will try hard to hold on, but if you don't say some words, the disciple will not be able to recover from the illness - cough cough cough!"

Zhao Shu tried hard to suppress it, but still couldn't control it. The coughing sound became louder and louder, as if he was about to cough out his lungs. Zhao Xu woke up. Seeing his father feeling so uncomfortable, he cried out with a wow.

Wang Ning'an hurriedly greeted the imperial physician and personally sent Zhao Xu to the room beside him, asking him to rest first.

Finally, with the master here, the little guy stopped making trouble.

Back at Zhao Shu's ward, Wang Ning'an smelled a faint smell of blood, and Zhao Shu pleated on hem!

Wang Ning'an's face was gloomy. When several imperial physicians withdrew, only two masters and apprentices were left.

Zhao Shu looked up at the ceiling, his expression full of pain and helplessness.

"All the king's land under the world, and all the king's ministers in the boundaries of the earth." Zhao Shu muttered twice, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Just saying this is a battle between life and death, and there is no room for compromise!"

Both masters and apprentices are smart people, so there is really no need to go around the circle. Zhao Shu read a lot of books a few days ago. Although he read them with anger, he also understood what those people think.

The Song Dynasty was indeed rich and strong, and would not be bullied, but people's hearts also changed.

At present, there are countless wealthy people with more than 1 million yuan in the Song Dynasty, with more than 1 million yuan, and even more wealthy people.

In later generations, Wang Ning'an heard a rich man say that when his wealth exceeds 100 million, he will not feel anything. He is just a string of numbers, more or less, it doesn't matter!

Actually, this is only half true.

Indeed, when the wealth reaches a certain level, there is no need to pursue the increase in the amount of wealth, but to pursue the security and inheritance of wealth!

This is true for everyone, without any exception.

This is why Neo-Confucianism shouts about protecting private property. This slogan is so appealing!

Those rich men were eager to give them money in order to grow and grow Neo-Confucianism and let everyone accept this view, so that their property could be protected forever!

People have always spared no effort to defend their own interests, especially those rich people with a lot of wealth and strong ability to move.

These people soon discovered the biggest stumbling block on the road to protecting themselves.

That's the emperor!

The son of heaven, the lord of all people, the nine states, ten thousand earths, and hundreds of millions of creatures.

The emperor had a demigod body that could dominate everything, of course, this is theoretical.

However, if an emperor is determined and willing to stand on the side of most ordinary people, he is enough to deal with any interest groups, at least he can overwhelm them!

And Zhao Shu did this!

But those people's counterattack also exceeded Zhao Shu's expectations.

After a few words and explaining the key points clearly, Zhao Shu's eyes turned black and could not support them.

He tried his best to hold the master's hand and almost begged: "Master, the emperor wants to entrust him to the master, beg his master to teach him, let him be, and be a good emperor!"

Zhao Shu fainted after finishing his words!

Wang Ning'an's heart seemed to be taken away, and it hurts! It hurts so much from the heart!

Before him, Zhao Shu looked like he was a child again, timid and soft, not like a prince at all. He followed him, rode a horse, brewed wine, and caught crickets together... Zhao Zhen was old and loved his son, but there was a gap in the generation gap after all, and Zhao Shu was only a few months older than Gouya.

Wang Ning'an is not only his teacher, but also half of his father!

After so many years, Wang Ning'an's sense of accomplishment has even happier than being the emperor himself when he has watched a little guy grow up to be a lord of Yingrui!

He chose to resign from the position of prime minister and choose to withdraw from the court. In addition to those illusory ideals, there is another important reason. He does not want to destroy the relationship between him and his father and son of the Zhao family!

Zhao Zhen promoted him and gave him almost unlimited trust.

Zhao Shu relies on him and regards him as his father!

No matter what others think, Wang Ning'an will not destroy the persistence in his heart!

However, Wang Ning'an did not expect that his withdrawal would directly face the wind, frost, rain and snow. His disciples were like many heroes. They faced the enemy, looked down on their own, expanded their territory, and were invincible.

But when faced with their own people, they always suffer. They don’t believe it, and they don’t expect that those people will be crazy, to the point where they can’t imagine it!

After exiting Zhao Shu's ward, Wang Ning'an went to see Zhao Xu. The little guy was already asleep, with saliva bubbles on the corners of his mouth.

"I just owe you to the Zhao family! I have to take care of the younger ones, and I have to take care of the younger ones!"

After saying that, Wang Ning'an turned his head and seemed to have changed his personality!

He went directly to the military camp to fight and called several generals of the imperial guards over in one breath!

"Tell me, what have you found? What happened that day? Why did Your Majesty's ship leak? " Wang Ning'an chuckled, "If you don't know what's going on, I will throw you one by one into the Yangtze River to feed the fish. The imperial guards don't need a bucket like you!"

"ah!"

Several generals of the Imperial Guard looked at each other, their faces flushed and were so scared that they were at a loss.

The most important place in the army is to pay attention to the rules of the superiors and subordinates. When they fought against Hengshan and fought against Xixia, they were still commanding small officials of the ten generals, and Wang Ning'an was already the commander of the three armies and the dignified prince.

Wang Ning'an didn't know a few people, but they couldn't disrespect the prince in their hearts!

What's more, if something happened to His Majesty this time, their imperial guards could not refuse to blame.

"Report to the prince, there were actually no storms that day!"

"No?" Wang Ning'an raised his voice.

The other two bowed together, "Your Majesty, there is no. We have asked all the fishermen around us, and they all said that that day was even calmer than usual!"

"How could it leak? Is it because the dragon boat is not strong, or is it because someone has taken action?" Wang Ning'an asked again.

"This, the last generals don't know, because after he rescued His Majesty that day, the ships dispersed. We only grabbed some wooden boards. We were thinking about investigating the reason, but who knew that a beggar appeared on the beach in the middle of the night, picked up the boards and burned them to keep warm!"

"Pooh!"

Listening to their words, Wang Ning'an spat fiercely, and in anger, he reached out and slapped the people, making their teeth loose!
Chapter completed!