A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Gao Taotao came from a famous family and lived a good life when he was a child. When he was a little older, he was taken into the palace, so his horizons were really not that high.

She had originally thought about Shen An and her daughter, but the age difference was too big, and Shen An was afraid that she was unwilling to wait. In the end, before she could make a decision, Bao Zheng acted quickly and even found him the daughter of the censor.

This made her a little dissatisfied and felt that Shen An was a little rash.

So after hearing this, she smiled and said: "What did he say? But let your eldest brother study more..."

This is the palace, Shen An definitely wants to show off. And persuading Zhao Zhong to make progress is naturally the best choice.

That young man is a little naughty!

The female officials and maids nearby laughed and wanted to flatter Zhao Zhongzhen, but Zhao Qianyu's eyes widened, so everyone listened to her.

"Mom, my eldest brother asked Shen An why his food tastes so good. Shen An said..." Zhao Qianyu's eyes almost closed with laughter: "He said you have to be patient when eating your own food, and you have to be ruthless when eating other people's food..."

puff!

The palace maid burst out laughing, and the female officer's mouth also twitched, but her skills were deeper and she managed to hold it back.

The veins on Gao Taotao's neck popped, his eyes kept blinking, then he took a deep breath and said, "Let's go play."

After her daughter went out, she asked, "Who is over there?"

"Just Xiao Langjun and him."

Gao Taotao picked up the needle and thread and said calmly: "It's like there is no party at home."

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The Huayuan County Prince's Mansion was a bit lifeless. The servants were all staying in the house, and there were only a few people outside waiting for the master's orders.

It was already afternoon, but there was no movement in the lobby.

"You had porridge yesterday, why don't you come here to make rice today?"

"Perhaps, the prince has not heard of fasting today."

"This hungry guy's chest is touching his back. The prince seems to be an immortal, but what about us? His face is yellow and his muscles are thin."

"This is the Immortal Root. The prince said we don't have this thing."

"Forget it, fasting every now and then, what kind of immortal root is that? That's the hungry root..."

Several servants were muttering outside the main hall. At this time, the servants outside attracted a person, but it was Zhang Wen, an aide of the Beihai County Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Yunliang was reciting the Taoist name devoutly. When he heard someone outside, he opened his eyes and sighed: "Why are these mediocre people here? People! You must have a pure mind, otherwise how can you achieve the Taoism."

Zhao Zongjiang, who was standing next to him, said expressionlessly: "Dad, I'm afraid I'm here to cause trouble."

"Let him come."

Later Zhang Wen came in with a smile on his face and said, "I've met the prince, I've met the gentleman."

"sit."

There are no chairs in the main hall, only futons.

Zhang Wen smiled freely and then sat down cross-legged.

"What did he ask you to do?"

Zhao Yunliang's cheeks became much thinner, but his complexion became fairer.

Zhang Wen said with a smile: "People say that fasting can make people forget their secular world. Now the prince is surrounded by immortal energy, which makes me yearn for it..."

Zhao Zongjiang said coldly: "Then you can come to the Prince's Mansion and follow Bigu."

Zhang Wen glanced at him and said with a smile: "I also want to do this, but the county prince can't do it..."

The two sides secretly fought for a round, Zhang Wen lowered his head slightly and said: "The official's body... has had an attack."

"What?"

Zhao Yunliang was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes, "The official is the emperor, so he will be protected by God. Why are you telling me this?"

Zhang Wen said calmly: "That prince encountered an assassin today."

"Not me!"

Zhao Yunliang's eyes were filled with panic, and veins appeared in the hand holding the fly whisk.

Zhao Zongjiang clenched his fists and said angrily: "I and my father have been living in the house all day long. We don't know when he will leave the palace. How can we assassinate him?"

Zhang Wen smiled and said: "The assassin died on the spot..."

Zhao Yunliang said coldly: "What do you want to say?"

Zhang Wen glanced at him, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said slowly: "The official had an attack once, and it was not very good..."

He put down the teacup, stood up and walked out.

He was a guest, and Zhao Yunliang was the king of the county, so he should have resigned.

But Zhang Wen did not.

He walked to the door, looked up at the hazy sky, and said, "The weather is going to change."

Seeing him disappear outside the door, Zhao Zongjiang said impatiently: "Dad, is the official family really in trouble? How did they know the news? If it is not possible... who did the assassination of Zhao Shu? Could it be him? What did you do?”

Zhao Yunliang frowned and listened, then raised the fly whisk and waved it, "An official... It's hard to say, but his health has become worse and worse in the past two years, and he can't compare with his father..."

He opened his hands and said very confidently: "Since my father understood the secret of bigu, my body is getting better day by day, but it is different in the official family. They are like flies and dogs all day long, and their energy and spirit are dissipated day by day. How can one live a long life?”

"As for the news... Zhao Yunbi has a lot of people, he..."

Zhao Yunliang smiled: "He knows a lot of people, but he has been silent in recent years, but in terms of strength, he is among the top three in the clan..."

Zhao Zongjiang sighed: "Dad, wasn't he the one who assassinated him?"

"He wouldn't dare until the official fell."

Zhao Yunliang said disdainfully: "Don't forget that Han Qi and the others are watching. Unless the official family falls, there will be no place for Zhao Yunbi to speak."

Zhao Zongjiang smiled and said: "But if the official falls ill, Zhao Shu will certainly not leave the imperial city easily, so there will be no chance at all."

Zhao Yunliang nodded: "The official seems to be weak, but he is very concerned about the prince. In his heart, the most important thing is his reputation after all. He will not let himself be notorious in the annals of history, so he will make arrangements before going. What happens next..."

Zhao Zongjiang praised: "Dad's eyes are like lightning. If Zhao Yunbi is self-righteous, he will fall into trouble sooner or later."

Zhao Yunliang shook his head, suddenly showing pain, "But my father was heartbroken before."

Zhao Zongjiang was shocked: "Dad, is there still a chance?"

Zhao Yunliang shook his head and said: "I guess it won't happen. Han Qi is a civil servant and Li Zhang is a military commander. As long as they are stable, the prince can be stable."

"What about Shen An?"

"Shen An?"

Zhao Yunliang ridiculed: "He was the one who stirred things up in the middle, but this person is a bit evil. Zhao Yunbi has suffered from him several times."

"Prince, what do you want for dinner?"

At this time, someone came in from outside to ask for instructions.

Zhao Yunliang's throat slid up and down and he said: "Porridge..."

"Daddy."

Zhao Zongjiang's eyes showed pleading: "My child, I think our Taoist heart is pious enough."

Zhao Yunliang stroked his beard and sighed: "The official's health is very good..."

He looked at the servant who asked for instructions and said with a smile: "This is good news. Today, everyone in the house... will eat meat."

The servant looked at him in disbelief and asked impolitely: "Prince...did I hear you right?"

How long has it been since meat was eaten in this house?

Zhao Yunliang frowned and said, "Get out."

The servant rushed out in ecstasy. The servants outside who no longer expected to have meat looked at him blankly.

The servant pumped his fist vigorously and shouted: "The king has an order. Today, everyone in the house...eat meat! Eat meat!"

The servants were stunned for a moment, and someone asked with wide eyes, "Eating meat?"

It must have been more than half a month since everyone in the Nima family had eaten meat. When everyone saw the birds, they wanted to get them down and roast them.

"Eat meat. The king has ordered us to eat meat today."

The servant quickly ran to the kitchen, and everyone believed him.

"You actually ate meat? The prince has mercy!"

"Eating meat!"

"The prince is wise!"

"Thank you, Prince!"

"Let's go to the kitchen!"

A group of people ran to the kitchen excitedly. When they got there, they saw a few chefs who had nothing to eat, roaring: "Eat a shit! The house hasn't bought meat for a long time!"

"Go buy groceries!"

The steward was in the crowd, and he immediately asked a few big men to get on the cart and go out to buy.

"Eating meat!"

The servants of the Huayuan County Prince's Mansion were watching with tears in their eyes. As the smoke started to rise, everyone sniffed. When the buyers came back with some pigs and sheep, the atmosphere became boiling.

"The pigs and sheep have been slaughtered!"

The atmosphere here is warm, and Shen An is not bad in a restaurant.

"Those sergeants are not bad, but they have been slacking off in training for many years, and now they are dead. During this period of my life, I practiced to death every day. At first, some people made trouble and were beaten half to death by my brother. Later, They are all honest."

Zhe Kexing was like the reincarnation of a hungry ghost. Most of the dishes on the table were meat. He ate heartily with one bite of food and one drink of wine.

Shen An frowned and looked at it. After the vegetables were almost eaten, he raised his head and ordered: "Bring vegetables!"

"Brother Anbei, don't want it anymore."

Zhe Kexing is a martial artist who eats a lot and has a natural aversion to vegetables.

"Don't be partial to food."

Shen An suppressed him, then lay down by the window and looked down.

"You have to be careful lately."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhe Kexing was filling the bottle with wine. Hearing this, he burped and his eyes became stern: "But is there someone who wants to harm you? Who? Go kill him one night."

"Don't scream to kill!"

Shen An saw an acquaintance and said with a smile: "The weather may change recently, so be careful."

Zhe Kexing frowned slightly, "Yes..."

He pointed to the sky, and when he saw Shen An nodding, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother An Bei, don't worry, if something changes, I can protect you out of the city."

This idiot!

Shen An gritted his teeth and said, "I am protected by the Mangshan Army, so I don't need you to protect me."

Zhe Kexing was startled, his straight waist softened, and then he took a big sip of wine and said calmly: "In Bianliang City, it is the Shen family that can make someone worry about you, but the rest... life and death have nothing to do with you."

Shen An shook his head slightly.

Zhe Kexing sneered: "When the Zhe family was suppressed many times, did anyone take action? If it weren't for you, how could the Zhe family have had a good life in the past few years?"

Shen An pointed at him and was so angry that he wanted to slap him.

"Anbei!"

Damn it!

When he was angry, he forgot to close the window, but the man outside saw him and came over happily.

When Zhe Katsuyuki saw his earthy face, he thought it was a powerful character coming, "Who is it? Do you want to take action?"

Shen An shook his head and said: "It's not about taking action..."

He said tangledly: "It's Zhao Zong'e."

"That Bianliang Fart King?"

Now even Zhe Kexing lost his appetite. He quickly ate the remaining mutton and then drank the wine.

The two of them stood ready, and later someone knocked on the door, and Wen Xiaozhong opened the door outside.

"I've met Mr. Lang."

"I've met Mr. Lang."

Zhao Zong'e said with a smile: "The weather is nice today. I went out for a walk and met An Bei. I am really lucky!"

His smile was a little heavy, and Shen An's heart moved, and he asked, "Mr. Lang...is there something wrong?"

Zhao Zong'e glanced at Zhe Kexing.

Zhe Kexing lowered his eyes slightly and supported the floor with his right hand. If he wanted to make a move, he could explode in an instant.

Shen An said calmly: "Zundao is someone's brother."

"Hello brother!"

Zhao Zong'e sat down and said, "You have brothers, but so-and-so does not. No, existence equals nothing."

When he raised his eyebrows, he felt a little cold: "Something happened to someone... something strange."

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