A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

The envoys from the two countries were fighting, and Shen An watched with interest and gave him advice from time to time.

"On the left, take the opportunity to punch him!"

"Hold him, breathe quickly... Okay, hit... holy shit, you actually bite someone?"

"ah……"

The Jiaozhi envoy was holding his ears and beating wildly, while the retreating Champa envoy's mouth was bloody and seemed to be chewing something.

"vomit!"

There were many sounds of retching, and some people even vomited.

The sour smell of vomit was filling the air. Shen An felt that it was almost done. If the beating continued, there was no doubt that someone would be killed, so he walked out and frowned: "What are you doing? Fighting? Fighting outside the imperial city, but we have to go Want to take a trip to the Imperial City Department?"

"Mr. Shen..."

The envoy who occupied the city wanted to pretend to be fierce, so he chewed his ears. After seeing Shen An, he swallowed them subconsciously, and then...

"vomit!"

Shen An looked at the Jiaozhi envoy and asked, "Why are we fighting in front of the imperial city?"

The envoy from Jiaozhi covered his ears and laughed miserably: "The Song Dynasty sold weapons to the Champaigners to make Jiaozhi an enemy... A certain envoy to the Song Dynasty failed, and he will definitely die when he returns. Since they all died, then... Die in the Song Dynasty...let your majesty see someone's loyalty..."

As he spoke, he pulled out the short blade from his arms and stabbed it in his chest.

"Little species!"

Shen An let out a low cry, and a figure rushed in, drew his sword, and swung it in one go.

After a clang, the messenger from Jiaozhi stared at the short blade in his hand in shock, "This is... what kind of good knife is this?"

He looked up again and looked at the long knife in Wen Xiaozhong's hand: "This is..."

The broken tip of the knife was inserted into his neck.

Shen An was dumbfounded.

The people around were also dumbfounded, and the ministers also came out.

Saving people has turned into killing people. What should we do?

The envoy of the occupation smiled proudly, and then pretended to be in pain.

Wen Xiaozhong said: "This person was just about to let the short blade go from his shoulder, but it was too fierce, and the knife was too sharp, so it ended up like this. But it doesn't matter, you can't die in that place."

The doctor rushed over, and after checking, he smiled and said: "You're lucky, no meridians were inserted. If it can be treated properly, there should be a 20% chance of survival."

Wen Xiaozhong is an assassin and is proficient in these. There are not many opportunities for doctors to deal with such trauma, so the life and death of the Jiaozhi messenger is not yet certain.

But Shen An was not prepared to interfere.

"Mr. Shen..."

The envoys who occupied the city wished that the envoys from Jiaozhi would die here, so that Jiaozhi and the Song Dynasty would have no room for change.

Think about it, an envoy from a country died outside the Imperial City of the Song Dynasty. Even if Li Rizun wanted to endure it, he could only regard the Song Dynasty as his number one enemy.

Shen An smiled and said: "Why did your envoy come back in such a hurry?"

The envoy to capture the city said: "The foreign ministers came back just because they were worried that the Cochin people would cause trouble to the Song Dynasty..."

I believe your ghost!

Shen An sneered in his heart, "The Cochin people will not be a problem."

If not for the presence of the Liao and Xixia people, the Song Dynasty could now plan to attack Jiaozhi by land and sea.

The envoy from Champa said: "The Song Dynasty's great love for Champa will definitely be made clear to the foreign ministers after they return."

The messenger from Jiaozhi was unable to move, so he was sitting on the edge. The doctor held the stubble in one hand and pulled it out with all his strength.

laugh!

There was a spurt of blood, but it didn't look big.

Fortunately, no major blood vessels were damaged.

Shen An was a little regretful, thinking that Jiaozhi would still survive, so he said kindly: "The Song Dynasty is against Zhancheng, that is, the father is against the son, and Zhancheng is the son of the Song Dynasty..."

The messenger looked troubled, feeling that this title was too shameful.

"For this reason, the Song Dynasty sold weapons to you." Shen An said with a serious face: "Those are magical weapons. The Song Dynasty gave them to you before they even used them. How kind is this? What a blessing!”

"Yes!" The envoy's face became even more confused.

The Jiaozhi envoy over there estimated that he would not die, so he smiled and said: "Just... just now... that person's sword is the treasured sword."

Wen Xiaozhong broke his short blade with one strike of his sword. Apart from his technique and strength, the Jiaozhi envoy was also a little afraid of the sharpness of the long sword.

Wen Xiaozhong said calmly: "There are many knives like this in the Song Dynasty."

He is not a diplomat, and his words were subconsciously intended to frighten the envoys of the two countries.

The Jiaozhi envoy was a little scared, but the Occupation envoy raised his head and looked at Shen An with aggrieved expression, almost crying.

Is this the kid you're talking about?

"Don't worry, Jiaozhi's swords and guns are definitely worse than what Da Song sold you."

Shen An almost made it clear and asked them to go to war with the Jiaozhi people.

More than ten years ago, Li Dezheng of Jiaozhi defeated Champa in one battle and killed their leader. Isn't this a great shame?

Definitely is.

Including Chenla, there will be no peace between the three countries of China and South Africa.

How the Song Dynasty can find a balance between this and let them constantly check each other, this needs to be carefully considered.

"Why did the Song Dynasty sell weapons to Champa?"

The Cochin envoy did not dare to speak loudly, but the anger in his eyes was almost like fire.

Those officials of the Song Dynasty were a little embarrassed, but Shen An said calmly: "The Song Dynasty is happy, that's all."

It's hard to buy money but I'm happy, why?

The envoy from Jiaozhi coughed in anger.

Shen An looked at the envoy who occupied the city and asked with piercing eyes: "Since you said that batch of weapons is not good, then return it, and you will not lose a penny to occupy the city."

"Somebody come!"

Shen An raised his head and called an official over, saying: "Send someone immediately to take back the weapons used to capture the city..."

The envoy from Jiaozhi exulted and said, "Mr. Shen is indeed an upright gentleman. I'll invite you to have a drink with me later..."

"Mr. Shen, I'm wrong."

The envoy who occupied the city cried and said: "My mouth is slipping, my mouth is slipping."

Shen An sneered and said: "This time I was slanderous. What do you want to slander next time? This is a relationship between the two countries. Everything you say and do is cautious. After returning, the leader of your country should give an explanation to the Song Dynasty."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The messenger agreed without any hesitation, and then begged: "Mr. Shen, those weapons... those weapons should be sold because of our long-term friendship."

If the Song Dynasty and Zhancheng cool down, Jiaozhi will dare to turn around and deal with them.

Shen An nodded and said, "Just this once!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The envoy from Occupy was sweating profusely, knowing that as long as Shen An refused to admit his guilt, the envoy from Jiaozhi would immediately return home, and then the entire Jiaozhi army would be dispatched.

The messenger from Jiaozhi said angrily: "Jiaozhi will not surrender!"

"We'll see."

Shen An now no longer even thinks about dealing with the Jiaozhi envoy.

The envoy from Champa proudly said: "What the Song Dynasty sells are magic weapons. Will Jiaozhi dare to invade Champa again from now on?"

The Jiaozhi envoy felt that he had witnessed the greatest tragedy: the Song people were really going to take the city with arms.

This is a two-pronged diversion.

But the Song people couldn't invade Jiaozhi, right?

He felt that it was impossible for the Song people to break through those harsh environments and enter the territory of Jiaozhi to fight.

"you……"

He was about to say something cruel when he saw a group of guards walking out of the imperial city.

The long knives of these guards looked ordinary at first glance, but Wen Xiaozhong's was different.

"Shen An's bodyguard used a sword!"

He just shouted once and then smiled at Shen An.

You have brought endless trouble to Jiaozhi, and that person will also give you a trouble today... This is called tit for tat.

These guards were the last force to defend the Imperial City of the Song Dynasty and the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, but they were using the most ordinary long swords.

But you, Shen An, have equipped your guards with the best knives. What does this mean?

You are the richest man in the Song Dynasty. Do you think you are more noble than the emperor?

Upon hearing this, Fu Bi turned from anger to joy and asked, "Maybe it will be produced in large quantities? Oh oh oh! This matter shouldn't be discussed here. Let's go and talk to the Privy Council."

This is confidential.

But the people were looking at Shen An, wondering if the Song Dynasty had another good thing that could deter foreign enemies.

As the Song Dynasty continued to achieve external victories, the people's morale gradually became higher.

It is difficult to raise your anger, but it is easy to suppress it.

Shen An said calmly: "Yes."

Now that the topic has been made clear, let these outsiders know how powerful the Song Dynasty is.

The Jiaozhi envoy felt cold in his heart, and looked at Shen An in a wrong way.

Are you lying?

The short blade he took out earlier was really a family heirloom sword. Although it might be bragging to say it was a treasured sword, it was not bad at all. It can be seen that Souchong was cut into two pieces with just one cut.

If all the people of Song Dynasty were equipped with such good swords...

What to do?

The envoy immediately became depressed.

Fang Xing kept saying that Zhancheng was the son of the Song Dynasty, but his actual actions revealed otherwise.

"Mr. Shen, you just said that Zhancheng is the son of the Song Dynasty!"

Is this how Da Song treats his cub?

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Fu Bi was anxious, so he pulled Shen An in and said as he walked: "What did you say last time... Xixia is the son of the Song Dynasty? How weird is this? Going everywhere to recognize a son for the Song Dynasty... It's outrageous!"

Damn it!

Only then did the Jiaozhi envoy realize that Shen An was deceiving him.

What a bastard, you are a bastard if you have money!

Shen An followed Fu Bi into the Privy Council. The two discussed secretly for a long time, and then Fu Bi asked to see Zhao Shu.

"Good steel?"

"Yes, it was made over at Izumo-Kan. The long sword is pretty good."

Zhao Shu put down the memorial and said: "Back then, Shen An joked about turning Izumo Temple into a big chimney. From then on, the alchemy furnace became a steel furnace. I thought it was a joke, but now good steel has been produced. Come on, look. Look.”

When officials and prime ministers travel, the guards are always ready, and long swords are a must.

But everyone was a little envious when they looked at Wen Xiaozhong.

"How about this knife?"

"Maybe try?"

Wen Xiaozhong was unhappy. As a killer, he habitually didn't want anyone to know the specific details of his weapons.

"Try it."

Shen An felt that it was necessary to let the monarchs and ministers of the Song Dynasty know the power of miscellaneous studies.

The two long knives crossed each other and chopped hard.

Zhao Shu stared with wide eyes.

clang!

Two long knives crossed each other.

The guard raised the long knife in his hand, looked at the deep gap and couldn't help but praise: "What a knife!"

The long sword is thick and difficult to cut off, but it is already impressive to be able to make such a gap.

Zhao Shu was overjoyed and said: "This is... Shen An has made another meritorious service."

Everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

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