A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Shen An was slapped by Bao Zheng all the way away from the imperial city. The guards kept laughing until no one was seen.

The so-called Imperial Street is from Xuande Gate in the Imperial City to Nanxun Gate in the outer city.

The long streets are still full of flowers, and there is no sign of the killing and bloodshed last night.

Shen An felt that his head was about to be patted, so he turned left and reached Zhouqiao.

Bao Zheng followed up panting, then kept rubbing the palms of his hands that hurt from slapping Shen An, and said, "You are a real murderer."

Shen An cried out, "What's wrong with me? I'm just taking care of my sister at home."

Bao Zheng said angrily: "Tell me, tell me, did you do what happened last night?"

Shen An was stunned. He didn't expect Lao Bao to have such a keen sense of smell.

"It's not me! I don't have that ability!"

Only Zhao Zhen and those few people knew about this matter, and Shen An thought it was better to keep it a secret.

"real?"

Facing Bao Zheng's suspicious eyes, Shen An said with determination: "Really, if it's not true, I..."

Snapped!

Bao Zheng, who was in his early sixties, was able to jump up and slap Shen An so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms.

The two of them ran one after the other, with the night market in front of them. The vendors couldn't help but become furious when they saw Shen An's appearance, and several of them were carrying kitchen knives to help him intercept his pursuers.

"Stop...stop! You...you, I...stop!"

When they saw the panting Bao Zheng chasing behind them, they all put away the murder weapon in a sullen voice.

"Mr. Shen, run faster!"

"We're going to catch up!"

Amid the joking, Shen An ran outside the Yushitai and then stopped.

The gatekeeper at the Yushitai watched blankly as his boss ran over out of breath.

"Don't you dare to..."

Bao Zheng's appearance made Shen An worry that he would fall down at any time, so she quickly supported him and said, "I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore."

The two of them entered the censor's desk. When the censors saw Shen An supporting Bao Zheng, the expressions on their faces were really wonderful.

Shen An unexpectedly entered the Yushitai in a swaggering manner, but he came in with their boss.

Shen An supported Bao Zheng and walked slowly. Seeing the officials looking this way, he nodded and smiled slightly.

A group of officials could not help but fall.

This guy actually thought we were welcoming him?

Amidst a low voice of anger, Shen An and Bao Zheng walked in.

"It must have been you."

Bao Zheng's hand holding the tea cup was trembling, and he could speak normally after he slowed down.

He glanced at Shen An, who had nothing to do, and felt that aging was gradually eroding him.

But then he thought of his son at home, and warned himself to live hard.

"It's really none of my business!"

Shen An was yelling at Qu, and Bao Zheng said coldly: "There was an accident last night, and the officials asked you to enter the palace the next day. Do they want you to send the Liao envoy out of the country?"

Shen An said with a smile: "The official family..."

"That's all, you don't need to say anything."

Bao Zheng also felt that it was a little uncomfortable to ask about such things. He gently patted his sore thigh and said: "If there was a trace of mistake last night, you would be the one who was surrounded and killed. Okay, go ahead and don't do this again in the future. Waiting for something."

This is like a child who has just ruined a few vegetables grown next door, and an adult gives a casual warning after finding out.

Shen An said yes with a smile, and then said: "Your body is not good enough!"

Bao Zheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Whether it works or not, you have to live with it. At least you have to live until the child is an adult. Then you can feel relieved once you close your eyes."

Shen An nodded to express his understanding, and Bao Zheng smiled and scolded: "What do you know as a young man? Hurry up and save more money. After two years of delay, you will marry a wife and have children. Then you will naturally know what I am thinking."

Shen An was in a trance for a moment, and then said: "Human beings are born with spirits, but people are born to age, so they will feel lonely, need friends, and need the company of their wives...The last thing is children. Without children, you will feel that you are alone. Coming and going in vain, living in vain..."

Bao Zheng was surprised: "You actually..."

He felt that it was really crazy that a young man could know the thoughts of old guys like them.

Seeing that Shen An still had something to say, he quickly waved his hand and said: "Go ahead, go ahead, don't imitate the sullenness of us old guys."

When Shen An left the Yushitai, he met a group of Yamen servants from Kaifeng Mansion.

Shen An listened to the cursing of these government officials. It was probably because they were guarding the corpses of Liao and Xixia people last night, but no one even took care of breakfast.

"...Oops, Li San, the body of the Liao deputy envoy... seems to have been taken by mistake. It belongs to the Xixia people."

A group of government officials saw Shen An and immediately looked fiercely, fearing that he had heard what he just said.

"He is Shen Daizhao."

Someone recognized Shen An, and instantly all the government officials changed their faces and greeted him with great enthusiasm.

Everyone knows that the old Shen family is at odds with the Liao people.

Unless Shen Bian can come back alive from the Liao Kingdom, as his son Shen An, the biggest enemies in his life will be the Liao people.

Shen An smiled and cupped his hands, then whispered: "It's good that you were wrong!"

The government officials were startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter, feeling even more affectionate toward Shen An.

Shen An was in a good mood. When he got home, he saw that Zhe Kexing had left, so he asked about the letter.

Zhuang Laoshi said with some dissatisfaction: "Lang Jun, Mr. Zhe wrote the letter in hiding, and then someone actually took his letter away."

"This is the foundation!"

Shen An knew that the Zhe family must have something in Bianliang, and caution was an essential quality for a famous general. Based on these two points, UU Reading www. uukanshu.net He felt that Zhe Katsuyuki's ability would not be bad in the future.

"elder brother!"

"Why!"

The days passed by slowly. When the bloody battle between the Liao and Xixia people in Yujie was still in the minds of the people of Bianliang, a group of cavalry entered Bianliang City.

Shen An is still at home, Zhe Kexing comes over every now and then to study, and Zhao Zhongzhen has been studying recently. It is said that he has suffered from neck twisting disease, and he is looking forward to someone to save him from the dire straits every day.

The only savior is Shen An, but Shen An is not available now.

Just at night, when Shen An was reading in the study, Zhe Kexing walked in like a ghost.

“If you don’t say hello next time you come in, be careful and you’ll get into trouble!”

Shen An was very dissatisfied with Katsuyuki Zhe's behavior of trying to intimidate others by using his good skills but not being polite.

Zhe Kexing smiled, but it seemed that he didn't take it seriously: "Brother An Bei, I'm afraid I can get in even the palace, let alone yours."

"Really?" Shen An reached out and pulled under the table.

Zhe Kexing heard a pop from behind him, turned around slowly, and then froze.

Just below the door, a javelin was stuck on the ground, its tail still trembling.

Zhe Kexing moved his eyes upward and saw a simple mechanism. He touched the top of his head and said in fear: "It's so cruel!"

Shen An went over and pulled out the javelin and said, "This was a mechanism to guard against the Liao people at that time, but it is no longer needed now."

Zhe Kexing cupped his hands and said, "Brother Anbei, my uncle has arrived in Bianliang."

"who?"

Shen An felt a little confused. This letter was sent less than a month ago, but Fuzhou is about seven or eight hundred kilometers away from Bianliang...

"My uncle..."

It turns out that the governor of Fuzhou, Zhejizu, is here?