A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Bianliang is gradually getting a little warmer. At least I can change into a thin quilt when I sleep at night.

Since the cultivation of cotton was promoted, the silks and satins in the homes of important ministers have been kept away from their beds.

Fu Bi was not short of money, so he prepared many quilts at home.

"I forgot to change the thin quilt last night, but guess what? I woke up in the middle of the night because of the heat. My whole body was covered in sweat. I immediately ordered my family to make a thin quilt. It only took half an hour. I just finished taking a bath, so I covered myself with it. It's so comfortable to fall asleep on a thin quilt... I wouldn't even give it to a god."

After taking a shower and then going to bed, covered with a brand new thin quilt, it feels really comfortable.

But Fu Bi's words seemed to show off his wealth, and his old enemy Han Qi couldn't stand hearing it anymore, so he said: "I have so many quilts at home, so I only need two beds in winter. It's so comfortable for me when I'm hot!"

He looked at Fu Bi, who looked ugly, and said, "But am I arrogant? Are I proud? This man must be humble when he is proud. Do you think I am humble?"

Han Qi turned around, but the sky was dim at the moment and he couldn't see clearly!

Fu Bi clenched his fists, really wanting to punch Han Qi into a face full of peach blossoms.

Recently, the two faced each other again. Han Qi used his status as prime minister to frequently embarrass Fu Bi. Fu Bi couldn't bear it and would often fight back.

At present, the artillery fire is raging between the Political Hall and the Privy Council, and most people do not dare to go up to it at all.

Han Qi saw his posture and took a step forward, pushing his big belly forward.

come! Watch me take care of you!

The Prime Minister and the Privy Council are at war. Let's all stand together!

Someone praised: "Prime Minister Han is so humble and admirable."

"Prime Minister Han's magnanimity... is well-known!"

"You're not bad at being rich and good-looking either!"

A voice came suddenly. Han Qi looked and saw that it was Su Shi.

He couldn't help but get angry, thinking where are you from?

According to his analysis, Su Shi should be on his side, but this young man turned out to be a traitor.

Su Shi said seriously: "The rich prime minister works seriously in the Privy Council. He often goes to the Forbidden Army to investigate and improve many places. It is really good."

He felt that this was the truth, so he wanted to tell it.

Han Qi's eyes were blazing, looking for Shen An in the crowd.

Can you take good care of your own people? Whose rule is this for spouting indiscriminately between friend and foe?

Shen An is also here today, and he just wants to strangle Su Shi to death.

You're willing to die to get involved in a big boss fight!

What if someone has a grudge against you and looks for opportunities to give you little shoes to wear in the future?

Now Han Qi is obviously furious.

Su Shi didn't realize it and said impassionedly: "I think the Han prime minister is good, but the rich prime minister is also good..."

This idiot, were the big guys a place where you used to play both sides?

He Xini, you must have this ability and status. If a censor wants to do this in front of two prime ministers, he is seeking death.

"But I think the package looks better!"

Boom!

Shen An couldn't help but slap his forehead happily.

Who said this? His eyes are so bright!

"Yes! The package looks good."

Someone followed up and praised him. Shen An was worried that Lao Bao would become a target, so he hid in the crowd and shouted at the bottom of his voice: "Uh-huh... the door is open."

Everyone rushed in as usual. When they found that the palace door was closed, they couldn't help but cursed: "What kind of wicked thing actually deceives people!"

Shen An hid in the crowd and whispered proudly: "I'm right here. If you have the ability, come and catch him!"

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind.

"What are you shouting here?"

Shen An turned around and saw that it was Zhao Zong'e, and couldn't help but want to hide.

But he took a step slower, and the surrounding area was instantly deserted, leaving only him and Zhao Zong'e.

"The door isn't open! Why did you shout that it was opened?"

Zhao Zonge farted silently as a habit, and then asked in confusion.

Only then did everyone realize that it was Shen An who shouted?

Damn, this is a scam! I really want to beat him up!

Bao Zheng didn't want to make a fuss about this. He found Han Qi and said, "Mr. Han, did the Jiaozhi envoy come to see you yesterday?"

"I found him." Han Qi said disdainfully: "He was blocked in front of my house, and I didn't even pay attention to him."

Bao Zheng nodded and said: "He later went to my house and was stuck. I saw that he was pitiful, so he was given a bowl of soup cakes, but after he finished eating, he kept yelling."

Han Qi frowned and said: "Our envoys were even more shameless when they went to Jiaozhi. The kings and ministers of Jiaozhi didn't take the Song Dynasty seriously, so don't worry about it, you deserve it!"

Everyone nodded, feeling that this couldn't be more correct.

"The palace door is open!"

Zhao Zong'e has nothing to do and has been somewhat industrious in going to court recently. When he saw the palace door open, he shouted.

"Open it!"

Some people cursed habitually, probably because they didn't dare to scold Shen An before, but now they take it out on others.

"What did you say?"

Zhao Zonge became angry and strode over.

He is a son of the clan, and he has been invincible recently with the title of King Fart of Bianliang. Apart from Zhao Yunrang, who else has he been afraid of?

The scolding person looked a bit small in the crowd, and he was shorter than others.

grass!

Such people are born to establish authority for others!

Zhao Zonge was so happy that he pointed his halberd at the man and shouted: "Don't run away!"

After the man yelled and cursed, he didn't take it seriously. When he heard Zhao Zong'e shouting, he slowly stood up...

Damn it!

Zhao Zong'e, who was in high spirits, stopped in a hurry, looked at this official who was at least 1.9 meters tall and said with a smile: "This is... this is a misunderstanding!"

It turned out that this man was too tall, so he asked a vendor nearby to sit on a stool.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw it.

This Bianliang Fart King will also suffer a day of failure!

Later they entered the palace, and after Zhao Shu arrived, the discussion began.

The weather has been nice recently and the sun is shining brightly, which makes Zhao Shu feel quite good.

The sun was shining brightly outside at the moment, but the interior of the hall was slightly dark due to the angle.

Gao Taotao had a fever last night. The imperial doctor had been treating him for a long time, and Zhao Shu was also watching over him, so he was a little tired.

He yawned covertly, then wiped the tears from his eyes and looked up.

The ministers and ministers were all discussing matters very seriously.

Han Qi, with his belly bulging out, was spitting at Fu Bi...

He was really spitting. Sitting here, Zhao Shu could see the spit flying everywhere.

Not to be outdone, Fu Bi crossed Zhao Xu and gestured towards Han Qi.

"The envoy from Jiaozhi cried for him. The envoy from the Song Dynasty also almost cried in Jiaozhi. But did the people of Jiaozhi pay attention?"

Fu Bi said angrily: "Of course I know that I don't need to worry about it, but the envoy said that his trip failed and he would be killed when he returned home, so he prepared to commit suicide... If he died in the Song Dynasty, how would this be recorded in the history of Qing Dynasty? What would those outside the vassal state do? How do you see it?"

"Damn it, it's none of Da Song's business!"

When Han Qi's saliva sprayed on Fu Bi's face, he couldn't help but burst into anger and opened his mouth...

"Ha...poof!"

The saliva flew over and a big lump landed on Han Qi's chest.

Eh...that's really disgusting!

Han Qi looked down at the saliva as if struck by thunder, then retched and reached out to wipe it away.

He raised his hands and wrinkled his fat face into a chrysanthemum, "I... Fu Bi, I want to kill you!"

"You have something to say!"

Bao Zheng and others immediately separated the two of them, but Han Qi's anger rushed up.

"Old Fu Bi, I will definitely kill you today!"

Han Qi was hugged by Bao Zheng and Ouyang Xiu, and he couldn't help but flutter.

Bao Zheng was pretty good, but Ouyang Xiu was a little weak and had poor eyesight, so he reached out to grab Han Qi randomly, and finally grabbed Han Qi's mouth and pulled it easily.

Han Qi finished his scolding and sniffed, "What does it smell like?"

He lowered his head, watched Ouyang Xiu retract his hand, and asked: "What...do you smell?"

Ouyang Xiu said awkwardly: "It just smells like...meat buns."

Han Qi suddenly asked: "You said your feet were itchy outside earlier..."

Before entering the palace, Ouyang Xiu's feet suddenly felt unbearably itchy, so he sat down on the edge, took off his shoes and socks, and started to pick at his feet.

Han Qi covered his mouth and retched, feeling that he was really unlucky.

"alright."

Zhao Shu also felt a little disgusted. The key was that he saw that the conflict between Han Qi and Fu Bi was just right, and it would be inappropriate to go further.

The Political Hall and the Privy Council cannot merge, otherwise civil and military forces will work side by side, and the emperor will be in danger.

Han Qi knows this very well, and Fu Bi also knows it very well, so he lets go of his scruples and fights with each other from time to time.

These old foxes!

Zhao Shu felt a little tired of facing these old foxes, so he said: "Look at you, how old are you? You are still fooling around like young people! Is that cool?"

The prime ministers and assistants stood back up and listened to Zhao Shu scolding them.

Zhao Shu said calmly: "Be steady, be steady! How many times have I said this? Zaifu is Zaifu...be steady!"

Being able to take the opportunity to undercut the prime ministers and assistants made Zhao Shu very happy and even smiling.

A bunch of old foxes, they couldn't refute what I said, how comfortable they are!

Seeing that all the prime ministers and assistant ministers had their heads lowered, he felt better. He pointed at Shen An and said:

"While you were fighting, what was Shen An doing? He was standing there, not squinting."

Everyone looked over and saw that Shen An was indeed looking straight ahead.

That’s not right!

Han Qi rubbed his eyes, feeling that he might have seen it wrong.

Fu Bi blinked his eyes...

"It is rare for young people to have such magnanimity. Shen An has been doing well recently and is very diligent. I am very pleased! Shen An..."

Zhao Shu shouted.

Shen An still looked intently. Behind him was a wooden pillar, and he leaned on it without squinting.

Fu Bi suddenly patted his thigh and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, this boy is sleeping!"

This guy actually slept during the court meeting. He really doesn't take this qualification seriously!

Chang Chao in the Song Dynasty was just a place to practice standing, which was of no use at all.

But it's different here. This is where the ministers and kings decide many major events in the Song Dynasty. Those who can come in are all important ministers or the emperor's favorite candidates.

Xiao Qing is gone now, and the young man is Shen An.

Oh, and there is a prince.

Zhao Xu stood there feeling very embarrassed. He wanted to remind Shen An, but his father was watching from above. It was very embarrassing.

"Cough cough cough!"

He coughed a few times, but Shen Antao's voice remained the same.

"Wake up!" Zhao Shu became a little angry and raised his voice.

Shen An remains the same.

Zhao Xu felt anxious and said, "Xiao Guanyin is here."

"What?"

Shen An's body trembled, then he opened his eyes and looked around.

The situation seems to be bad!