A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

"...The land in the south is fertile, and those rural soldiers can settle down as soon as they arrive. Wouldn't it be nice to marry and have children in the future..."

"As for the Red Sleeve Tower, the theory of borrowing seeds is shocking. I think it's better to suppress it, so as to prevent the officials and the people from being shocked and inexplicable."

When Zhang Baibian came in, Zhao Zhen asked, "What's the matter?"

It was almost the end of the year, and he didn't want anything big to happen. It was best to spend this long holiday in peace and quiet.

The prime ministers and assistants looked at the gloomy Zhang Bianba with some disdain in their hearts.

This kind of yin person has a cruel temperament and has countless lives in his hands. There will definitely be retribution in the future.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial City Secretary just found out that those Japanese women really came to the Song Dynasty to borrow seeds..."

The hall fell silent instantly.

The ministers and ministers who had despised Zhang for eight years were all in a daze.

Zhao Zhen felt happy and asked, "What's going on? Tell me clearly."

Is there really such a thing as borrowing seeds?

Zhao Zhen felt a little weird, but also felt some inexplicable pride.

Zhang Ba8 said: "Those Japanese girls will be sent back once they become pregnant, and new ones will be sent back later, and the cycle starts over and over again..."

He glanced at the prime ministers and assistants, and his ghostly eyes were full of provocation.

You look down on someone, but someone can slap you in the face right now.

Bang bang bang!

He seemed to hear a slap in the face, and then his face became colder.

Fu Bi said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, what are these Japanese people doing?"

Zhao Zhen didn't know either, but Zhang Baibian gave the answer, "Shen Daizhao is right, the Japanese are extremely short, and every time they see a man from the Song Dynasty, they are envious of me. Moreover, I, the Song Dynasty, have treasures, outstanding people, and wonderful people." But he was stupid, so he had the idea of ​​borrowing seeds."

"They were on the coast before, but someone said that Bianliang was more lush, so they wanted to try it..."

"Really short?"

Han Qi felt a little incredible.

Zhang Baibian nodded and said: "There are several men in Bianliang, and they are only as long as the minister's shoulders."

"So short?"

Fu Bi couldn't help but stretched out his hand and gestured, and then said: "Your Majesty, I wrongly blamed Shen An. Please forgive me."

Zhang Bianba's height is average, but the Japanese are only under his shoulders. How short is that?

Both the monarch and his ministers were a little embarrassed, but they didn't care at all about the so-called borrowing seeds.

"Well... let someone tell Shen An that it's almost New Year's Day and the Daxiangguo Temple is busy, so let him take his sister to visit more. Children always like places with many people."

What Zhao Zhen said was serious, and it was natural for the ministers and ministers to agree, as if all the previous dissatisfaction was illusion.

But the Mangshan Army's affairs were not over yet.

No one mentioned the Mangshan Army. That’s because it’s almost New Year’s Day, so we’ll put it aside for now.

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"Can you go out now?"

Shen An was not surprised when he got the news. After they left, he invited Huang Chun and Yan Baoyu.

Huang Chun also knew that he had caused trouble, so he knelt down to apologize.

"Do you know where you went wrong?"

Shen An is roasting pig's trotters.

A small clay oven was burning brightly, and Shen An was burning the pig's trotters on the fire.

The pig hair crackled when burned by the fire, and then turned into blue smoke.

Here under the eaves, the air is filled with the smell of barbecue.

Huang Chun raised his head and said, "A villain shouldn't lead his brothers to make trouble."

This matter has affected Shen An, and the result of the settlement has not yet come out, but it is estimated that it will not be too good.

So Huang Chun regretted it.

Shen An flipped the pig's trotters and said calmly: "We did half of the work. If we had made a bigger fuss, such as demolishing the building, things wouldn't have been so troublesome..."

What?

Huang Chun felt that he might have heard wrongly.

With tears in his eyes, he said: "Mr. Lang..."

From outside the city to Shen's house, he was speculating on how Shen An would scold him, deal with him, or even give up on the village soldiers.

But he never expected it to be this.

Lang Jun is so...

"The villain has burdened Mr. Lang, and I wish I could die right away."

"It's the end of the year, don't talk about whether you will die or not."

After Shen An Liao finished burning the pig's trotters, he threw it into the basin next to it, then stood up and entered the side hall.

Huang Chun and Yan Baoyu followed in, and when they were about to kneel down, Shen An said, "Have you checked the Red Sleeve Tower?"

Huang Chun shook his head in astonishment.

"stupid!"

Shen An felt that their vision was still somewhat lacking.

"Now that we are an opponent, the first thing to do is to know ourselves and our enemies. Go and investigate! Go right away!"

Shen An tapped the table with his fingers, "The first thing is to find out who owns the Red Sleeve Building. The second thing is how those Japanese girls got in. Once we find out, we will report it immediately."

Madan!

Japanese girls are not a problem, but someone who can get the news out so quickly makes Shen An a little more annoyed.

Originally, both parties had to take a step back to get things done, but you wanted to make things worse.

Then let’s make a scene!

Then it was New Year's Day, and Shen An also went to the imperial meeting.

Many people from the clan came, including Zhao Yunrang.

Shen An went over to greet him.

"Anbei, this is the King of Beihai County."

Zhao Yunrang is still a little thin, but in good spirits.

"I've met the prince."

The father of Zhao Yunbi, the king of Beihai County, is Zhao Yuanxi, the sixth son of Zhao Kuangyi.

Zhao Yunbi smiled slightly and looked at the kindness of the elders.

"I heard that he rescued you this time?"

"yes!"

Zhao Yunrang originally thought that the officials would be afraid of him, but in the end he turned out to be sentimental.

The feeling was really embarrassing, so he always claimed that he was seriously ill and could not be cured. However, Shen An's medical skills were extraordinary and he was able to save himself without medicine and only by some small means.

Zhao Yunbi's eyes became more grateful and he said, "You are a promising young man! Thank you very much for this."

Shen An smiled modestly, and then Zhao Yunbi went in first.

Shen An smiled and said: "This prince is very kind!"

Zhao Yunrang scolded: "He is just a sinister person! If it were not for the Great Court Meeting, I would not stand with him!"

Yin person?

With this question in mind, the meeting began.

It was still the emperor who gave a speech, looking back on the past year and looking forward to the future.

Shen An was looking at the Xixia envoy.

This is a wonderful era. The two countries had a fight in Fuzhou, and the Xixia people suffered a big loss, but the envoys appeared here openly to congratulate the Emperor of the Song Dynasty on the New Year.

The Liao envoy was also there, looking at Shen An strangely.

In last year's New Year's Day competition, Daliao was defeated in both civil and military affairs. After the envoy returned to the country, he was immediately imprisoned and then exiled to the grassland. It is said that this person can no longer be found.

This year it was still the old rule. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the Liao envoys went to Daxiangguo Temple to burn incense, and on the third day of the Lunar New Year the two sides competed in archery.

The Liao Kingdom learned its lessons from last year and sent a sharpshooter this year.

But Shen An ignored him, which made the Liao envoy very unhappy.

Is it great to have a sharpshooter at your disposal?

Do you dare to kill someone?

So after Zhao Zhen finished speaking, he came out and said: "I heard that the officials of the Song Dynasty can recite poems and write lyrics, but the foreign ministers are not talented... they only know how to bow and arrow. I dare to ask all of you in the palace today..."

The interpreter spoke his words loudly and simultaneously.

His eyes slowly swept over the prime minister...at the officials...at the representatives from all over the country...

"May I ask you, have you ever killed anyone?"

Officials were stunned, then scornful.

We are all gentle people, who has nothing better to do than kill someone?

"Barbarians!"

I don't know who muttered something, the interpreter's face changed slightly, and then he told the Liao envoy in a low voice.

The Liao envoy burst into laughter, especially wildly.

He laughed so hard that he couldn't stop panting, and then said: "You can't kill people...what do you call a man?"

There was disdain in his eyes, which was fleeting.

In these days, provocations by Liao envoys were a repertoire, but the scale of provocation had to be grasped carefully. If it angered Emperor Song, it would be too much.

There is nothing wrong with irritating these ministers.

"Last year, a certain man strangled two slaves with a bowstring on the grassland. The bowstring tightened their necks... and made a rattling sound... You know, the people around were frightened out of their wits at that time... Later, a certain man strangled their necks... The bones are thrown on the grassland, and the hungry wolves on the grassland will chew them into skeletons..."

He was triumphantly intimidating these monarchs and ministers, but found that the ministers seemed to have a strange look in their eyes.

Why didn't he look like he was frightened? Instead, he looked... gloating about his misfortune.

No, it's disdain.

what does this mean?

Those ministers also felt something was wrong.

Everyone followed the gazes of the prime ministers and assistants and saw Shen An, an honest and courteous person.

Zhao Zhen sighed, then shook his head slightly.

This young man may have a long-standing grudge with the Liao people.

"kill?"

Shen An left work and asked seemingly ignorantly: "Your Majesty, may I ask who you killed?"

The Liao envoy said calmly: "They are just some disobedient slaves."

Although the current Liao Kingdom is gradually declining, its military force value is still the leader in this area. No one can defeat it, so there are no enemies for them to kill.

The Liao envoys would mock the Song Dynasty every year at the imperial court meeting, also because they had this value of force as a guarantee...

Didn’t the later most powerful countries often humiliate other countries?

Shen An had some enlightenment.

Thinking about it, the so-called boss must use domineering and unreasonable methods to humiliate other countries in order to show his arrogance.

But how to respond to such humiliation?

Shen An feels that tit for tat is the best solution.

So he took away the aura of an honest and reliable young man and said, "Slave? That would be a pity for your envoy's abilities."

The Liao envoy said calmly: "I'm just used to killing people. In the Liao Kingdom, there are countless people like this."

This is still a threat!

There are many murderers in our country like Liao, so I would like to ask you if you are afraid.

The courtiers in the palace were all livid, feeling that this humiliation was equivalent to being shouted at and told that they were not men!

You bitches!

"Can Zhujingguan do it?"

Boom!

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Jingguan?

The Liao envoy was stunned.

The long peaceful days and many years of being the boss made the Liao people forget those years of blood and fire.

Indulging in pleasure is a reflection of the powerful.

"What Jingguan?"

The Liao envoys were very good at archery, but they had never led troops in battle. They only led people to patrol among the tribes, and if they found those who were disobedient, they would be hanged with bowstrings.

Shen An smiled and said: "It's at Baisheng Village over in Fuzhou. Go and have a look when you have time. Oh, I forgot to tell you. Xixia people should know about it. You can go and ask."

When the Liao envoy turned his eyes, he saw that the officials of the Song Dynasty all looked proud, while the Xixia envoy had a gloomy look on his face, with a look of tangle and embarrassment.

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Happy Lantern Festival to all my book friends.