A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"Celebrate."

After returning home, Shen An asked Zeng Ermei to buy some good ingredients and make a delicious meal tonight.

"Brother, me, and me."

Guoguo now likes to go out. After passing the stage of lack of security, begging her brother to take her out every day has become a compulsory homework.

She hugged her brother's legs, raised her head and begged, still pulling with her hands.

Huahua didn't know what was going on with her little master, so she circled anxiously and jumped up from time to time.

Just when Shen An was about to agree, Zeng Ermei said, "Mr. Lang, you have been tired for a long day. Why don't you let me take the little lady out."

Yao Lian also said: "I will go with you too, so I can take care of the little lady."

"I'll go."

"My brother and I."

The two siblings expressed their thoughts almost at the same time.

Shen An picked up Guoguo and said to Zhe Kexing: "You take a bath first to get rid of bad luck. When you come back later, we will have a banquet. Also, we invited your uncle to come."

After leaving the house, Guoguo became active. Seeing that the sun was still bright, Shen An put a little straw hat on her.

After arriving at the market, Guoguo had a lot of ideas. One moment she talked about eating meat, and the next moment she wanted to eat the chicken poached tofu that her brother made last time...

Shen An smiled and bought everything, and then the group went home.

"Han Qi fell outside the door of the Privy Council."

Zhe Jizu brought this news that he didn't know whether it should be considered good or bad, with a serious look on his face.

What he was afraid of was that the civil servants would target the Ori family, and then he would really have to disband and return home.

"It's none of our business."

Shen An was also surprised for a moment, and then entered the kitchen.

"Isn't he feeling guilty?"

Zhe Kexing was lighting the fire for Shen An, while Zeng Ermei was washing and chopping vegetables.

Shen An is making soup base, the aroma is fragrant.

"He won't feel guilty."

Shen An stirred the cauldron and felt that the taste was getting better and better.

"Back then, when they said Di Wuxiang was strolling around in yellow clothes, did these people feel guilty? No, so they don't feel guilty now."

Shen An felt that Zhe Kexing's understanding of people's hearts was a bit shallow, so he said: "People are self-interested. Even if they know that they are wrong, how many people can admit their mistakes calmly? More often, they tell themselves that they are right and that others are wrong. .”

Zhe Kexing stuffed a piece of firewood into the stove, then clapped his hands and said, "Is it the same as a child who makes a mistake and refuses to admit it?"

"There is a difference. Children don't admit their mistakes because they are more afraid of being punished by adults. But Han Qi...who can punish him?"

Zhe Kexing said nothing and just focused on lighting the fire.

Shen An scooped up some soup and tasted it. It was very spicy, but the umami flavor brought by the pork bones and mushrooms was still there.

"Perfect!"

He felt that he could support his sister wherever he went. Even in primitive society, he could make those primitive people look up to him like gods with his cooking skills.

"Han Qi still feels guilty, otherwise he wouldn't have fainted."

Zhe Kexing suddenly said something, which made Shen An smile.

The firelight illuminated his face, and he looked extremely serious.

Set up the hot pot, put the serving chopsticks on it, and put the side dishes on the side for you to use as you like.

Zhe Jizu thought this was a bit novel, so he watched them tossing with interest.

After eating a piece of mutton, the spicy smell made him cough.

Shen An said to get him a clear soup, but Zhe Jizu refused. After a few times, he got used to the taste and liked it better than anyone else.

After eating half full, Zhe Jizu put down his chopsticks and nodded slightly when he saw that Shen An was carefully taking care of his sister beside him while eating, without showing any signs of impatience.

There are not many young people who are patient, and those like Zhe Kexing are the most common.

The more this happens, the more unique Shen An becomes.

He raised his glass and took a sip, and then said: "This time the Liao people killed all the Xixia envoys. Anbei, how do you think the Xixia people will respond?"

Fuzhou is at the forefront, and the Xixia and Liao people have always regarded it as a thorn in their side. However, they have sent troops many times but failed to remove this thorn in their side.

This thorn in the side is always on alert throughout the year, except in winter, to prevent enemy raids.

Now that the Liao and Xixia are fighting each other in Bianliang, he has to decide based on his judgment what kind of defense method the prefecture should take, and even...

"Maybe the Song Dynasty took the opportunity to attack Xixia?"

Shen An shook his head, feeling that Zhe Jizu was a little impatient.

"Xixia is not hiding Pang in power now. He did not take action against Li Liangzuo. This is the biggest mistake. He will realize the mistake and become panicked."

Shen An raised his glass to signal to Zhe Jizu, and then took a sip.

"So he doesn't dare?" Zhe Jizu said, "Then he is not a hero."

Zhe Kexing had been studying with Shen An recently. Hearing this, he said: 'Uncle, Cao Cao didn't proclaim himself emperor either! ’

Shen An and Zhe Jizu both laughed, and Zhe Jizu said, "Don't think about that. How can Pang compare with Cao Cao without Zang Yipang?"

Zhe Kexing looked at Shen An with some disappointment.

Shen An sniffed suddenly, and then grabbed Zhe Kexing's wine glass before he could react.

"Alcohol!"

Shen An's expression changed drastically, he poured out the alcohol, and then slapped Katsuyuki without hesitation.

Zhe Jizu looked at them puzzled, and Shen An explained: "This is alcohol, the essence of wine. Drinking it will burn the throat and stomach, which is very harmful to the body."

Zhe Kexing lowered his head, but instead of admitting his mistake, he was snickering proudly.

Shen An said helplessly: "This kid knows where the alcohol is at home and often takes it back to the room secretly to drink."

Zhe Jizu glared at Zhe Kexing and said, "Next time, just break his legs."

Shen An said helplessly: "But he just can't get drunk."

Zhe Jizu said proudly: "The Zhe family must drink and kill with ease, otherwise there is no difference between them and women."

He took the wine glass and smelled it, his throat swelled, and he asked, "Is there any more at home?"

Shen An wanted to say no, but in the end, he asked someone to get a bottle out of nowhere.

“Good wine!”

Zhe Jizu smacked his lips, drank it all in one gulp with satisfaction, and then let out a long breath.

Shen An looked at Yao Lian who went to get the wine. Yao Lian nodded slightly, indicating that he had added water.

Zhe Jizu was obviously not as good at drinking as Zhe Kexing. After drinking alcohol mixed with water, he gradually became drunk.

He drew his long knife and banged on the table, chanting an incomprehensible song in a low voice.

Zhe Kexing's cheeks turned red as he drank, and he also sang along.

The singing was melodious, and Shen An seemed to see the vast grassland and green mountains.

This is Fuzhou Zhejia!

At this moment, Han Qi, who was carried back to the political hall, also woke up.

He looked at the people around him and said blankly: "Am I dead?"

Fu Bi said happily: "Go and report to your majesty quickly, saying that he has been rescued."

There was a waiter nearby who had been waiting for news. He turned around and ran away.

Han Qi moved his eyes, and the doctor next to him said: "Xiangong Han is very happy and sad. In addition, he has been in the sun for a long time, so he fainted. Just rest for two days."

Fu Bi waved his hand, and someone sent the imperial doctor out.

They were the only two people left in the room.

Fu Bi sighed and said, "Zhigui, you were not at fault for what happened back then, so why bother!"

Han Qi slowly sat up, then picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.

He burped, and then said with dull eyes: "I was not wrong."

Fu Bi said: "Shen An did it unintentionally in order to protect Zhe Kexing..."

"I know."

Han Qi gradually regained his energy, then licked his dry lips, and Fu Bi asked someone to fetch water.

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Han Qi shook his head and said, "Shen An was unintentional, but those words made me a little alert."

Fu Bi asked curiously: "What are you talking about?"

Han Qi raised his head slightly and said almost sincerely: "He asked who can compare with the Zhe family in merit, so I should work hard and serve the official family."

Fu Bi nodded, comforted him a few words, and went out.

When he walked out of the room, he shook his head slightly.

He knew that Han Qi didn't mean what he said, and the reason was probably Shen An's words.

Although those words did not directly mention Di Qing back then, the experiences of the Zhe family were so similar that people couldn't help but think about it.

Is what happened to Di Qing right or wrong?

Fu Bi was a little confused, but he was more worried that Han Qi would be entangled by this incident and become his inner demon.