A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Shen An didn't like being watched while changing her clothes, and she was also a charming woman.

He went out to wash up, and Mrs. Liang was still with him.

After washing up, he ate a few steamed buns, then asked someone to make tea and went upstairs.

The windows are open and the sun is shining brightly outside.

Shen An raised his glass, Liang raised his glass, and they took a sip of tea at each other.

Mrs. Liang frowned, "It's so bitter! What kind of tea is this?"

Although she lives in Xixia, she has a delicate status and never lacks these things.

"Tea!" Shen An took a sip of tea and felt very comfortable.

Tea fighting was so popular in the Song Dynasty that even village women could compete with others with their own tea.

But that's just the pattern.

Shen An came from a later generation, so naturally he was not interested in any mysterious patterns, he only wanted the taste.

"The crisis is imminent!" Liang suddenly leaned over and breathed audibly.

"That's your business." Shen An was like an irresponsible man, trying to get out of the way when he lifted his pants.

"But we are in the same boat!" Mrs. Liang said angrily: "The sun is up three times, but you are still sleeping high. Do you want to die together?"

"You won't die even if you die!" Shen An said calmly: "Don't try to confuse me. Even if you take off your clothes, I won't be moved."

"You beast!" Mrs. Liang raised her hand, and Shen An looked at her coldly, but after all she didn't move her hand.

"Don't use those things to disgust people. Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Shen An raised his tea cup as if to see off a guest.

The current ruler of Xixia is a little confused now, but Shen An knows that this is an illusion. As an orphan and a widowed mother, if Liang was so weak, she would have been killed long ago.

"Someone broke into the palace last night and almost reached outside my bedroom."

Liang's face turned pale. "Those guards turned a blind eye. All I can rely on are those dozens of people. What do you want me to do? Ah! What do you want me to do? You lie down here while I suffer in the palace... What do you want me to do?" what should I do?"

Bang!

Huang Chun downstairs heard this voice and said helplessly: "Let's all disperse."

There was an undercurrent surging in Xingqing Mansion, and more than fifty miles to the left of Xingqing Mansion, Wang Shao was eating.

At this time, the dry biscuit was as hard as a stone. Wang Shao's teeth were so hard that he bit into the dry biscuit and then drank a sip of ice-cold water.

They had a stove, but in order to hide it, there were only three stoves. They burned three pots of hot water and then buried them.

Hot water can only be given to brothers who have colds and colds, not even Wang Shao.

After finishing a piece of cake, he turned around and said, "Brothers, get ready and attack as soon as Shen Longtu's military order arrives!"

He looked up, and in the wilderness behind him, countless cavalry were eating.

The breaths of the horses and soldiers condensed in the air and then dispersed.

The war horse neighed softly, as if feeling the smell of blood and feeling a little uneasy.

A group of cavalry came from a distance and dismounted from their horses. The leader stretched out his hand and said, "I want hot water! Hot water!"

Someone handed me a bowl of hot water, and everyone took it and ran back.

A sergeant behind him was helped off his horse. He had lost his right arm and his face was as white as a piece of paper.

"Boy, drink water!"

"Mr. Zhong!" The sergeant could no longer drink water. Wang Shao called the doctor for treatment. Someone on the side was reporting.

"Lang Jun ordered, approach Xingqing Mansion immediately!"

The village soldier took out an envelope, Wang Shao took it and opened it, and saw Shen An's words.

Just two words.

"Clean up!"

This is one of the agreed upon plans.

Wang Shao turned around, and his subordinates suddenly found something in his eyes.

Like a raging fire.

"The best scouts go out!" Wang Shao said coldly: "Clean the enemy troops along the way. If we can avoid alerting the enemy troops, this will be our first victory!"

This was quite difficult, but the scout commander had to bite the bullet and shouted: "Follow your orders!"

The soldier who had broken his arm recovered now, and turned around and held his hands in his hands: "Thank you very much, Zhizhou. Your Majesty has ordered me to be the vanguard of the army."

Wang Shao frowned, "What did the teacher say?"

Everyone was stunned, and then said: "Lang Jun said, the front... is clear!"

Wang Shao was stunned, "Why?"

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty approached the city, and the Xixia people were panicked and set up countless checkpoints between Lingzhou and Xingqing Mansion.

These checkpoints were heavily guarded, and Wang Shao felt that it was just a dream to pass through them unimpeded.

Dutou said: "Langjun has his own arrangements!"

In his opinion, Wang Shao just listens to Shen An's arrangements, and it is unnecessary to question him.

Someone shouted: "Be bold!"

There is a class system in the army. One level is superior to the other, and everyone is the leader. At this moment, there are countless generals with higher official positions than him. Where is there any room for him to speak?

Under the gaze of everyone, Dutou said angrily: "These are Lang Jun's words, who can question it?"

Wang Shao said in a deep voice: "Get ready!"

He suppressed all doubts with just one sentence, and then the whole army prepared.

A general whispered: "How about... sending more scouts?"

"I don't need to doubt what the teacher says!"

Wang Shao mounted his horse, his brows full of coldness, "Are you from the Liang family in front of you?"

This man is unambiguous!

Dutou secretly praised, "No, they are those people who have been bribed by Daliwan. We can just go there. There are only about ten places that need to be broken through."

Ever since Dali Wan entered Xixia, the businessman had been completely tied up by Shen An. Through him, all the levels along the way are fed.

Xixia people have no loyalty at all. Those who have money are their masters, so now is the time to harvest.

This situation is really so comfortable.

Wang Shao said calmly: "I don't have any of my own!"

Dutou said in surprise: "That's from our group!"

"Before the national war, unless you abandon your sword and kneel down, you are still an enemy!"

Wang Shao rode away, Dutou murmured: "Awesome!"

The soldier on the side asked: "Dutou, why?"

Dutou suddenly laughed, "Before I came, Lang Jun said that if Wang Zhizhou refused to take action, then he should be reminded. Now it seems that Lang Jun is well aware of Wang Zhizhou's nature! Hahahaha!"

The cavalry began to attack, and Wang Shao kept analyzing the situation for his men.

"Shen Longtu has convinced Liang in Xingqing Mansion. What we need to do is to cooperate inside and outside... However, the enemy may also be outside the city, so this battle depends on suddenness..."

"Did Shen Longtu convince Liang?"

The sound of horse hooves behind suddenly slowed down, but Wang Shao was still saying, "So please remember not to act without authorization, otherwise military discipline will be ruthless..."

Where are people?

Wang Shao turned around and took a look.

More than ten generals were left behind and were arguing fiercely.

"Then how could the Liang family agree to surrender? Once we enter the Xingqing Mansion, the Western thieves will be finished, and her Queen Mother will be abolished. Is she a fool?"

"Yes! Not to mention the Queen Mother, even the prefect would have to do it, right?"

"Zhizhou said it was persuasion..."

"This means... sleeping is also sleeping."

An inexplicable atmosphere was surging, and these generals were winking.

"When Shen Longtu and Liang met in Qingjian City, Shen Longtu wrote a poem, which Liang will never forget... What kind of love lasts forever? If Shen Longtu goes to Xingqing Mansion, maybe... you Tell me, will you live in the palace?"

"His old man must have lived in the palace. Mr. Liang takes care of him every day. He eats during the day and at night...hahahaha!"

"Mr. Liang was put to sleep in just a few seconds. Old man Shen Longtu... he is really a dragon and a tiger!"

The army is full of strong men, and the consequence of the long-term lack of women is the proliferation of jokes.

These people walked slowly, and when they saw Wang Shao riding his horse in front of him with a cold face, they held their hands in arms.

Wang Shao knew that this was the style of the army and could not stop it, but they fabricated Shen An and Liang together, which he could not tolerate.

"Shen Long Tu is a scholar of heaven and man, and must not be blasphemed!"

"Enemy troops found!"

Someone was shouting from ahead.

Wang Shao turned his horse around, drew his sword and shouted: "Attack!"

Just ahead, a small and pitiful wooden village is blocking the middle of the road. There are more than a hundred Xixia sergeants. At this moment, they are standing on both sides of the road, with spring smiles on their faces...

"One of our own!"

The leader is waving.

The Song Army's cavalry arrived with a bang, and the leader handed over his hands, "Go quickly! Go quickly!"

Wang Shao nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you!"

After the interpreter translated it, the leader smiled and said: "It should, it should!"

Wang Shao smiled and nodded, "Kill them all!"

"drive!"

He rode his horse and rushed into the stockade, and the cavalry behind him surged over like a torrent.

"Hey hey hey!"

The leader noticed that the cavalry was coming towards him and quickly stepped aside.

But the cavalry came in a different direction.

The leader understood instantly and shouted: "The people of Song Dynasty are treacherous!"

In a flash of sword light, this wooden village ceased to exist.

A general shouted: "Our information must not be leaked, kill them all! Last hit!"

Wang Shao's decisiveness is awe-inspiring. Someone said: "No wonder Shen Longtu values ​​him so much. With this method, he can stand alone!"

Except for Shen An, there has been no civil servant in the Song Dynasty for many years who can take charge of his own affairs, so these generals don't know whether to be happy or worried.

Civil servants are starting to grab jobs, how can we live?

When they saw Wang Shao kill the enemy with a clean sword, the generals shook their heads and sighed.

I'm afraid this man was not born to be a warrior!

…

Shen An has always believed that there is no innate talent, and no matter how smart a person is, he must study hard to become a giant.

But Xixia is obviously better than Song Dynasty. They think that they are born warriors and never fear the enemy.

People from the Song Dynasty to the Liao Dynasty were all messed up by them, and Xixia's reputation for bravery soon became known, and no one dared to show their teeth at them.

But how long has it been?

"How long has it been since then? Daxia's decline has become clear."

Liang Yi was in a lot of pain, probably with the kind of despair that the sun was setting over the mountains.

A banquet was being held in the main hall on the left, with Mrs. Liang sitting high on it and raising her glass with a smile.

The ladies of Xixia would become very unrestrained after drinking too much. In the past, Liang Yimi liked this kind of unrestrainedness, but now he just wants to kill people.

"The empress wants to use these ladies as hostages. Once the powerful men take action, they will kill their women."

"Is it useful?"

Shen An was sitting on a stool outside the palace with his majesty, and in his ears were the various voices of the women in the palace, which were very domineering.

Boom!

I don't know who smashed the plate and laughed loudly.

Liang Yimi stood on the side and said with cold eyes: "Of course it's useless. For those people, women are just cows and horses. If one cow or horse dies, then just get another one."

"Then what does she mean?" Shen An was eating dried meat.

"She was going to ask when those people took action." Liang Yimi smiled easily, but the smell of blood just came out.

This question is naturally an interrogation, and whips and candles will be given together.

Those tough women!

Shen An said with a headache: "You don't need to pay for the salt here? Put so much."

The jerky was so salty that Shen An couldn't even eat it with porridge.

"Daxia produces good green salt, but you have closed the sales field, and the green salt is piled up like a mountain but cannot be sold. Isn't it just worthless?"

Liang Yimi sneered: "I heard that you are one of the most knowledgeable people in the Song Dynasty, but you don't know that the more salt you put in, the longer the dried meat can be preserved?"

"I know more than you." Shen An put the last bit of dried meat into his mouth, chewed it a few times, took a sip of water and drank it down. Then he clapped his hands and said, "Make the meat thicker and cover it with salt." It’s windy in the northwest, just find a dry place to store it, it’s not that troublesome..."

"But we have preserved meat like this for many years." Liang Yimi is probably a staunch defender of ancestral culture.

"Before there was no paper, people could only wipe their poop with leaves and scrape it with sticks and stones. You can continue to do this."

Liang Yi couldn't help but touch his butt, feeling that this was not appropriate.

Suddenly there was a scream from inside, and Shen An smiled and said: "Tell your sister, don't do anything. Someone has a way to make them talk."