A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chen Zhongheng never thought that he would have a chance to stay away from Bianliang, so when Zhao Shu sent him to the mission as Shen An's deputy, he was so excited that he was dumbfounded.

As a chamberlain, he lost the symbol of manhood, but he still yearned for those fierce warriors and the flying snow beyond the wall.

"Look at the sun, Lao Chen. If there's no snow this season, don't even think about it."

The delegation walked slowly under the bright northwest sun. Chen Zhongheng covered his eyebrows with his hands, squinted at the blue sky, and said tangledly: "This is no different from Bianliang!"

"Go a little further."

The mission continued for another day, and after turning around a mountain the next day, the front suddenly became clear.

"Old Chen, how are you?"

Shen An asked, pointing forward.

There is grassland in front of you, stretching as far as the eye can see, and everything you see is green.

“What a great place!”

Chen Zhongheng knew that his trip was to supervise the negotiations and to see what the northwest was like for the officials.

He had been paying attention to the terrain and people's livelihood along the way and had no time to appreciate the scenery.

At this moment, he put those tasks aside and asked, "Can I get lost here?"

Shen An shook his head, "With someone here, I guarantee you won't get lost."

"So... so and so went."

Chen Zhongheng had the heart of a literary young man, but he was hidden deep in the palace. After seeing this prairie today, he became agitated and out of control.

He galloped out on horseback. Some of the guards wanted to follow him, but he refused.

Literary young people want to scream to the sky, and they will feel ashamed if others hear them.

Shen An smiled and stopped the guards, and everyone watched Chen Zhongheng disappear in front.

"Let's go!"

It was still two days' journey from Qingjian City, and Shen An was not in a hurry at all.

Chewing the dried meat he bought yesterday and putting on his felt hat, Shen An looked at the scenery leisurely like a traveling companion.

"The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind and you can see cattle and sheep."

Someone was grazing not far away, but the scale was small, only a few dozen sheep.

"Lang Jun, when the Xixia people were proud in the past, everyone had to be careful here."

The days without enemies made Huang Chun feel very uncomfortable, and he could not reflect his own value.

"Now they can't be proud anymore." Shen An couldn't help laughing when he thought of Li Liangzuo's current life.

Xixia was originally in a fragmented state. The various forces were forcibly kneaded together by the Li family. They seemed powerful, but internal struggles prevented them from forming a joint force. No matter how they developed, they could not become a behemoth like the Liao and Song Dynasties.

They have been fighting throughout history, fighting against the Liao and Song Dynasties like Pingtou brother, and they are also fighting among themselves.

Li Liangzuo was actually similar to Zhao Zhen. They both succeeded to the throne at a young age, and Zhao Zhen was even worse than him. There was a strong woman above his head, a woman who almost became an emperor.

However, the Song Dynasty had a strong inertia. The prime ministers, ministers and ministers all adhered to this inertia. Even Liu E did not dare to touch this inertia easily, so Zhao Zhen was able to successfully grasp power.

Li Liangzuo was different. The large and small forces within Xixia were not convinced that he, a half-grown child, could be the emperor, and there were many who made trouble.

It turned out that when Wu Zangying Pang was still there, he could at least suppress the opposing voices. After he was killed by Li Liangzuo, Xixia became lively.

The Liao people are obviously also keeping an eye on Xixia. Once they find an opportunity, they will take action without hesitation.

As long as Xixia can be destroyed, the Liao people will show their fangs to the Song Dynasty and will no longer be afraid of anything.

The Three Kingdoms are three points. When all three points exist, the situation will be balanced.

An hour passed, but Chen Zhongheng didn't come.

The accompanying guards were a little anxious, so they came to ask for instructions, "House of Guixin, I want to go find Chen Douzhi."

Shen An shook his head, "Don't worry about it."

He is the official envoy, and before Zhao Shu dismissed him from his post, he was the one who made the final decision on this trip.

Therefore, the guards secretly complained in their hearts, but did not dare to question it.

It was not until the afternoon that the embarrassed Chen Zhongheng returned to the brigade.

"I just want to see more of the scenery."

He tried to defend himself calmly, but his embarrassed appearance as he ate biscuits and drank water let Shen An know that he was lost.

"Why don't you go find someone?"

Chen Zhongheng was obviously frightened and even blamed Shen An for not taking care of him.

"It is rumored that there is a fierce ghost here. Once he finds someone alone, he will pretend to be a beautiful woman to seduce him. As long as that person takes the bait, he will be sucked by her whole body... and finally become a hollow. skin."

Two cavalrymen came from a distance, but they were country soldiers. They quietly walked around from the side and returned to the group behind.

Chen Zhongheng trembled on the horse and said in surprise: "No way."

"What do you think?"

Shen An stopped talking, but Chen Zhongheng was a little panicked and went to ask someone.

No one knew this legend, but Chen Zhongheng became more and more afraid.

"Lang Jun, why are you trying to scare him?" Huang Chun thought Shen An was playing a prank, but he didn't look like him.

Shen An whispered: "This is the first time that Chen Zhongheng has traveled far to participate in important affairs. He was a little too excited. He asked about relevant matters along the way, and even made suggestions... This is human nature, but a certain person cannot sit back and watch him. He is slipping into the abyss, so I scare him."

There are all kinds of rights. Once Chen Zhongheng gets a taste of the benefits, who knows whether he will become a greedy guy in the future and want to interfere in government affairs at every turn.

As an old friend, Shen An felt it was necessary to give him a warning.

Huang Chun asked in confusion: "Then how did you know that he met a woman?"

"He has a scent on his body. This road... Qingjian City needs a female actress. He probably paid a lot of money to ask for directions."

Shen An thought of when Chen Zhongheng was lost on the grassland and couldn't even find the direction, a small convoy suddenly appeared and asked him to give him money to show the way.

Shen An gloated and said, "I call you Wenqing, it feels good."

Chen Zhongheng came back again and asked calmly: "An Bei, is this true?"

Shen An nodded, and Chen Zhongheng's cheeks couldn't help but tremble.

At this time, legends of ghosts and gods were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and people in the palace believed in them even more.

"The evil ghost will possess the woman's body... and will escape far away after it succeeds."

Shen An feels that he can support his sister, wife and children with his storytelling ability even if he is not an official or a businessman. For example, if you go to Daxiangguo Temple to tell stories, you are guaranteed to make a lot of money.

Why!

My brother is so talented, what should I do?

Chen Zhongheng was depressed. Shen An waited until they were camping in the afternoon and then pretended to be concerned and said, "That evil ghost...maybe he didn't come."

"Don't lie to me!"

Chen Zhongheng was already a little haggard.

"Do not lie to you."

At night, everyone is asleep except those on night watch.

"Don't eat X!"

"Help!"

Amid the exclamations, Shen An was the first to jump out. He was disheveled and holding a long black knife in his hand. He looked around, "Who is it?"

The shouting came from next door to him,

"...Old Chen?"

Shen An felt that he had really committed a crime.

The next morning, Chen Zhongheng hurried on with two dark circles under his eyes and yawned nonstop.

"Old Chen, what is your dream? It's an ideal." Shen An saw him swaying on the horse and was worried that he would fall off, so he asked a question.

"Dream?" Chen Zhongheng thought for a while, "My dream is to travel around the world and see all the beautiful scenery..."

Huang Chun looked unbearable...

Lang Jun, Chen Zhongheng has no intention of getting involved in political affairs at all, he is just curious. But you actually scared him into this, how unkind!

Shen An also felt that he had gone too far.

"...Last night the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world..."

Songs floated out, and then a caravan appeared from the side.

"That's her!"

Chen Zhongheng pointed at the caravan and shouted, then his eyes darkened, "She is a good person."

Your sister! Turns out to be a businessman?

Shen An began to guess that it was a female prostitute, but who would have thought that it turned out to be a caravan.

The northwest needs supplies, and the central government spends a lot of money on Qingjian City every year, so businessmen naturally flock to it.

The leader of the caravan is a woman with dark skin but bright eyes and a determined expression.

"Yan Yue has met the noble man."

The woman dismounted and saluted, then glanced at Chen Zhongheng.

Shen An nodded and said, "How polite."

The woman saluted Chen Zhongheng, "Yesterday, the noble man left without permission. I was worried that you would get lost, so I sent a lot of people to look for you, but unfortunately I couldn't find you..."

Old Chen, Old Chen, it turns out that you ran away secretly?

Shen An didn't know why Chen Zhongheng was running away, and when he saw his coquettish appearance, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Chen Zhongheng pinched the corner of his clothes, lowered his head and said, "I see that you are reluctant to make pancakes while eating, so I can't bear to eat them..."

You actually know how to cherish the fragrance and cherish the jade?

I feel happy in my heart, and I am ready to watch the fun.

Yan Yue smiled and said: "There is a lot of dry food, but I don't dare to waste it in a place like this, so I try to save it. Since you have returned, I would like to say goodbye."

Chen Zhongheng raised his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yan Yue said: "I'll go to Qingjian City later."

Chen Zhongheng didn't know what he was thinking, so he blurted out: "We are too, let's get together."

Madan!

Where can outsiders get involved in the mission?

Shen An felt that this guy was probably dizzy.

Yan Yue glanced at Shen An, UU reading www.uukanshu． net said: "Thank you, sir. I'm just a slave but I don't want to disturb you. I'll take my leave."

She spurred her horse back, and the man behind her was tall and burly, looking at her with reverence.

This is a powerful woman.

"Anbei..."

Chen Zhongheng's eyes showed pleading, "She likes to sing, please compose a lyric, ah!"

This man actually fell in love with a woman?

Shen An couldn't help but was stunned, and then he felt relieved when he thought of the chamberlains and maids who lived together in the palace, as well as the senior chamberlains who had residences outside the palace and got married like normal people.

Although they have lost things, the man's thoughts are still there!

Chen Zhongheng was probably afraid of the evil things Shen An said, so he didn't dare to get too close to that woman. However, he was obviously tempted by the request for words from Shen An.

Why! What an injustice!

Shen An felt that he had done something wrong.

Everyone around him was looking at him, mostly expectantly.

Shen An wrote very few poems, but they are basically classics.

He pondered for a moment, with a look of melancholy in his eyes, and chanted: "Slender clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men are far away in darkness..."

Chen Zhongheng perked up and reached out for pen and ink in a panic.

Shen An looked across the caravan to the northwest, wondering what kind of person that young lady was.

Queen Mother Liang! There are many legends left in the history books, the person who shaped the image of Xixia Pingtou...

Shen An really wants to meet this young lady.

But he couldn't, so he became melancholy.

"When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will win, and there are countless people in the world."

"..."

Chen Zhongheng rode away, shouting along the way: "Yan Yue."

Yan Yue turned around and Chen Zhongheng said excitedly: "There is a poem here for you."

As the saying goes, an old house burns fast, and this is true for Chen Zhongheng.

"What word?"