Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

"Guard this noise?"

Zhao Zhongzheng was puzzled for a while, and then said: "Guard this prosperity."

Shen An nodded and said, "Yes."

Zhao Zhongzheng straightened his body and said confidently: "I can definitely hold it."

"Right?"

Shen An pulled his finger and said, "Liao people first, Xixia second, Jiaozhi third ..."

Zhao Zhongzheng confidently said: "The Liao people are now gradually conservative, and the Xixia people are constantly harassing. As for the Jiaozhi, you gave Li Rizun a hard time last time, and then you have to weigh it."

"It is a good thing to have confidence, but the biggest problem of Song is not outside."

"I know, triple redundancy."

"You know everything."

"Yes, I pondered for a long time, and felt that if I wanted to go outwards, I had to solve the problems within Song Dynasty first."

Zhao Zhongzheng said with enthusiasm: "The first thing is redundant officials, we must learn from Fan Wenzheng, and we must be aggressive ..."

Shen Anyou said: "Fan Wenzheng's bones are already cold."

Zhao Zhongzhen was stunned, and then said: "Brother Anbe, this is cutting their flesh, no one will support it?"

This baby has already been trained very well, at least not wishful thinking that he can do whatever he wants.

The innovation that Lao Wang made in his previous life was rushing, and there must be Zhao Zhongzheng's idea in it.

Young man, don't be impulsive!

Otherwise, sooner or later, you will be desperate.

When Shen An saw him down, he said lightly: "Slowly, for example ... how about the restructuring?"

"what!"

Upon hearing it, Zhao Zhongzheng felt that there was a drama: "Yes! The current official positions are too complicated, and the powers are very intertwined. There are complaints everywhere. If you start by restructuring and start slowly ..."

What is this called?

"Put the frog in cold water, and fire underneath. The frog will feel comfortable. When it finds that it is too hot but it is too late, it is finally burnt to death in the pan ..."

"This is amazing! But it makes sense."

Zhao Zhongzheng got up and said: "Brother Anbei, I only feel the light in front of me, hahahaha!"

He was crowded back to the palace, and on the way he ordered: "Go get some frogs."

Yang Mo said sadly: "Xiao Langjun, there are no frogs at this time."

Zhao Zhongzhen sighed: "Fool, stupid, frog is hibernating! Go to Zhuang Shang to find the old farmer."

After returning to the palace, Zhao Zhongzheng went to ask his father.

"Fire?"

Zhao Shu frowned: "No fire in the palace."

Zhao Zhongzhen raised his eyebrows and said: "Dad, charcoal fire."

Firewood will smoke, let's use charcoal fire.

Zhao Shu asked curiously: "What are you going to do?"

Ask for a charcoal fire, is this a barbecue?

Zhao Zhongzhen smiled and said: "The baby wants to do an experiment."

...

Yang Mo carried the cloth bag back to the palace. "The sergeants also checked before, and they were shocked when they saw the frog."

The charcoal fire burned up, and the copper basin was set up. Zhao Zhongzheng said expectantly: "Throw the frog in."

Yang Mo opened the bag and stunned: "Two dead."

But there were only three left. He dumped the bag in the water, and the three frogs fell into it.

Without quacking, in the gaze that Zhao Zhongzhen looked forward to, the three frogs jumped out without hesitation and then fled to the side.

"Catch it back!"

The three frogs were thrown into the water again, and the water was warm at the moment.

"Run away again!"

"Catch it back!"

"Run away."

After several tossing back and forth, Zhao Zhongzhen was disappointed.

"fake."

He kicked the copper basin with a kick, the charcoal fire was stimulated by the water, and suddenly burst into white gas.

"Xiao Langjun!"

Zhao Zhongzhen's feet were burned, and Wang Chongnian next to him exclaimed, "Go and invite the doctor."

"shut up!"

Zhao Zhong drank him with a pale face, and then slowly returned to the room.

A group of people looked at each other, Wang Chongnian said with a deep voice: "Not many words, otherwise ..."

Everyone answered, but Qiao Er quietly went to find Zhao Shu.

"Big King, Xiao Langjun didn't come out when he entered the room."

When Zhao Shu asked what happened, he shook his head and said, "The love is not long, the love is deep ..."

Qiao Er didn't understand what this meant, but Qingning Palace was quiet.

Zhao Zhongzheng sat silently in his room until it was dark.

His stomach was gurgling, but he didn't mean anything.

"Is this disappointed?"

Suddenly someone asked a question outside the door, Zhao Zhongzheng looked up, "Dad, baby is fine."

Zhao Shu outside sighed: "From the time you are sensible, being a father is like that, so you don't feel dependent ... until you meet Shen An, he is like a brother to help you, so you trust him. But this trust Once you discover adulteration, you will be disappointed ... "

"What are you afraid of?"

"Children are afraid that those truths are all false."

"Miscellaneous?"

"Correct."

"Are you more afraid of others failing your trust?"

Zhao Zhongzhen was silent.

"Then ask, don't hold back."

Zhao Shu said: "For the father, I feel that you have been irritable recently. What are you irritable?"

"Dad, the official family ..."

The father and son were silent at the same time. For a long time, Zhao Shu said: "You are at ease for the father."

Zhao Shu sees Zhao Zhen every day and knows more about his physical condition.

The supreme man seems to be getting better and better, but whenever he sees the blood in his eyes, Zhao Shu always feels wrong.

A feeling of storm.

Zhao Zhongzheng felt it, so he became restless.

Otherwise, it was just a small experiment, where would he get angry?

...

"You are wrong!"

The next day, Zhao Zhongzhen went out of the palace to the Shen family again and said his feelings very frankly.

Snapped!

Shen An hasn't tried to smoke him for a long time, but this time it was really intolerable.

Zhao Zhongzheng covered his head and said: "Somehow, I have been a little irritable recently."

"Irritable? Get angry?"

Shen An said with a headache: "You are only fifteen or sixteen years old, is this ... Chunxin budding?"

"Nothing!"

Zhao Zhongzheng blushed and said, "I'm worried ... of the official family."

"Talk about it."

Shen An felt that this teenager was afraid of some psychological problems. He worried that this man would become Zhao Shu's second, so he made some wine.

After drinking a little bit, Zhao Zhongzheng said the reason for his anxiety.

"I will……"

He glanced at Shen An and hesitated for a moment, "I will think that this big song can only be saved by me, and then I can't wait, but ..."

But there is also Zhao Zhen and your dad on it.

Your idea is a bit counterproductive! No wonder you are impatient.

Shen Anshun touched the top of his head with a gesture, and he touched Guoguo, "You discovered the crisis of Song, and then felt that only you can solve it, so you were anxious ..."

Zhao Zhongzhen hid for a while, but was still touched. He said a little uncomfortably: "I am an adult. That ... that's it. I feel that I can only solve it, but I have to wait a long time, so I am anxious. "

"And this kind of eagerness you feel is invincible, so you are restless."

"All right."

Shen An stopped his words and said, "You are a young man's eagerness, and some have done it, so don't talk nonsense, there is no big deal, just anxiety."

Zhao Zhongzheng was still a little uncomfortable, and Shen An lamented, could I have the talent to be a psychological tutor.

"Do you respect your father? Do you want him to live longer?"

"hope."

"Then it's over? You have nothing wrong with them."

"Really?"

After all, Zhao Zhongzheng is only fifteen years old, and his psychology is still not strong enough.

"Yes!"

"Really?"

Shen An was angry and waved.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Zhongzheng covered his head and frowned, "Why did you hit me again?"

"presumptuous!"

With a scream, a figure rushed in.

Shen An saw the skull face, and he subconsciously grabbed the wooden plate with fruits in front of his head.

Boom!

The wooden plate was pierced without suspense, and just as those five thin fingers came out, the roar of Wen Xiaowen came from the door.

"Lang Jun lie down!"

Shen An lay down without hesitation, Zhang Ba Nian swooped away.

A short blade flew over, and Zhang Baian avoided danger.

Wen Xiaozong has rushed in, punching Zhang's back with a punch.

Shen Anlian brought a chair and fell to the ground. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help secretly praising: Well, blow this dead **** with one punch!

But Zhang Banian turned around easily to avoid, grabbing with a claw.

"His claws are hard!"

Shen An first warned Wen Xiaozhong, then picked up the pen on the ground and threw it away.

This fellow also lacks virtue, throwing the pen holder and shouting, "Look at the flying knife!"

Zhang Banian was a claw to Wen Xiaozheng, and he waved when he heard the sound.

Snapped!

The pen holder shattered under his claws, Shen An squinted with terrible eyes and shouted, "You're welcome to start Laozi again!"

"stop!"

Zhao Zhongzheng also drank, and Zhang Banian only received the eagle claws.

The fist of the audible race was confiscated, and he stopped before his forehead.

Zhang Banian looked at him coldly, without moving at all.

Wen Xiaozhong did not stop, but just looked at Shen An.

Shen An got up, clapped his hands, and said, "Well, just look at his skinny appearance, and stop bullying."

The fragments of the pen holder on the ground mocked Shen An's big words, but Zhang Banian didn't care about this, "Are you just sniffing the race?"

"Yes."

Wen Xiaozong withdrew his fist, Zhang Biann said coldly: "If it was not blocked by Shen An, you have turned into a corpse. Wen Xiaozong ... is Mr. Wen good?"

This man seemed to have a deep hatred for Mr. Wen, so he hated the house and Wu, and hated Wen Xiaozhong.

"Endless, huh?"

Shen An took out a small bottle, made a firebreaker, and said, "I feel that my eagle claw is invincible?"

Zhang Banian turned around and frowned: "What do you want to say? Do you still have any means to block some?"

Shen An smiled ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Come out and have a look. "

The crowd followed him out of the study, only to see that he lit the vial and threw it out.

The small bottle sparked in the air ...

"Fire?"

Zhang Banian felt that Shen An was amused.

"Look again."

Countless fires fell to the ground and burned on the stone slab.

Shen An stepped on the foot in the past, and after removing his foot, the flame did not go out ...

Zhang Bianian's complexion finally changed.

"Is this ... a ghost fire?"

...

The third is even more, good night!