Report to your majesty, the prince is courting death again

Xu An was lying on the bed again.

Although Sun Diao Si had put a cushion on their buttocks when they were beaten yesterday, Xu An was still beaten to a pulp because the cushion was stuck to the wound on his buttocks.

When Qing Yi helped him tear it off, Xu An felt that even his skin was torn off, and he was in excruciating pain.

Fortunately, the Duke's Mansion had excellent golden wound medicine, which was very effective in relieving pain, but sleeping on his stomach made Xu An miserable.

Xu Xiao, on the other hand, breathed a long sigh of relief after knowing that Xu An was severely beaten by the Queen, and he liked Xu An again.

"Son, I know everything, and Daddy has wronged you."

Xu Xiao sat in front of the bed, smiling like a fool: "You have such a great ability, why don't you tell Daddy? If you tell Daddy, you won't suffer this punishment!"

Xu An almost spit on Xu Xiao's face when he heard this.

Didn't I say it? Ah? Did you believe me?

"Son, there's something. Dad has thought about it and I still think I have to tell you."

Xu Xiao's face suddenly became serious.

Xu An nodded and said, "I know, don't say it, I'm not your biological child."

"Get lost!"

Xu Xiao slapped Xu An on the back of his head: "Who else but me, Xu Xiao, can give birth to such a good child like you? What I want to tell you is that your sister is coming back."

"Oh, when she comes back... Fuck, Xu Xiao, your uncle!"

Before he finished speaking, Xu An's face froze, and he jumped up from the bed as if he had been electrocuted.

He didn't care about his injuries, grabbed the sword hanging on the head of the bed, drew the sword and chased Xu Xiao to chop.

"Son, don't get excited, calm down, calm down..."

Xu Xiao ran around the table, trying to comfort Xu An while running.

"Calm down, sir. I've already said I can handle the Dongyu envoys. Why did you ask that female devil to come back? Can we live like this?"

"Stop, let me chop you 300 times!"

Xu An chopped wildly with the sword in both hands.

He knew that Xu Xiao had two daughters besides his predecessor, Xu Qingfeng, the eldest, and Xu Qingyu, the third.

Xu Qingyu was only six years old, a little troublemaker, and had not returned from collecting rent in the countryside with the housekeeper.

Xu Qingfeng was different. She could be said to be the head of the entire Xu family. She had a strong and overbearing personality. Although she was a girl, she was the direct disciple of the master of Jixia Academy.

She was also excellent in both literature and martial arts, and ranked eighth on the list of Bai Xiaosheng.

Xu An didn't have much feeling about these. His biggest feeling was that Xu Qingfeng was simply a nightmare of his previous life. When he was six years old, she used him to practice archery. When he was eight years old, she used him to test the buoyancy of water. When he was ten years old, he made a ghost kite and almost took his previous life to the sky...

The current emperor said that if Xu Qingfeng was a man, he would be a prime minister!

Now that the female devil is going home, how can he play? Isn't this going to kill him?

"Son, if I had known you had this ability, I wouldn't have sent her a pigeon."

Xu An also looked aggrieved. His daughter was back, and his good days were over: "Dad was afraid that you were no match for the Dongyu delegation and would lose face for our Daqian?"

"As long as we delay for a little time, your sister will come back, and we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory."

"Who knew that you were so well hidden that you actually had the ability to challenge the Dongyu delegation."

Xu An pointed his long sword at Xu Xiao and said angrily: "Xu Xiao, are you a fool? You asked the female devil to come back to fight the Dongyu delegation, which would only make Dongyu look down on our Daqian even more."

"Are all the men in our Daqian dead? Do we need a woman to take the lead?"

Xu An spread his palms, wanting to cry but without tears: "I... I didn't think so much?"

"Fuck you!"

Xu An swung his sword and chopped again.

"General, the Dongyu delegation sent someone to pay a visit, and specifically asked to see the young master."

At this time, the voice of the personal guard came from outside the door.

"So soon?"

Xu An and Xu Xiao stopped at the same time, and they looked at each other, both with puzzled faces.

"Son, shouldn't the Dongyu delegation go to see His Majesty? Why did they come to see you first?" Xu Xiao asked with a frown.

"How should I know? Just go and see and you'll know?"

Xu An threw away the sword in his hand and said, "Qingyi, change clothes."

Qingyi, who was waiting outside the door, pushed the door open and helped Xu An dress, but her eyes were red, and she looked at Xu An several times with tears in her eyes.

She was more afraid of Xu Qingfeng.

"Don't be afraid, after we deal with the Dongyu delegation, we will move out of the Duke's Mansion and run away from home."

Xu An rubbed Qingyi's head and comforted her.

Xu Xiao's face twitched slightly. "Little bastard, do you really think I'm just a decoration?"

Run? No way, the little devil is coming back. If he wants to die, we, father and son, will die together.

Half an incense stick later, Xu An and Xu Xiao cameArrived at the front hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Xu An saw a young man in blue standing in front of the gate with a folding fan, and he had no intention of entering the Dingguo Mansion.

"You are the young master Xu An, right?"

As soon as Xu An came out, the young man looked up and looked at him, raised his lips and asked.

"Yes, I am Xu An."

As soon as Xu An nodded, the young man raised his hand and threw a letter to him.

Xu An raised his hand to take it, and saw two big words written on the envelope: Declaration of War!

"It seems that Daqian has no more people. Even such a big event as welcoming foreign envoys is left to a dandy boy. It's ridiculous!"

The young man opened his folding fan and stared at Xu An jokingly: "My name is Fan Yong, a disciple of the great scholar Fan Mao of Dongyu, and one of the three heroes of Dongyu."

"This is the declaration of war issued by my senior brother Qin Wenjian to you. Tomorrow, my Dongyu envoys will set up a ring outside the city and wait for you to break it."

"If you can break it, I will enter the city. If you can't break it, then my Dongyu envoys will return to Dongyu! The literary world of Daqian is not worth our attention..."

Xu An sneered. No wonder this guy didn't go to the palace to see the emperor, but had to come to the Duke's Mansion to see him. This is to issue a declaration of war and provoke him!

"Tsk, you are so impatient. You can't wait to lose face?"

Xu An turned the declaration of war in his hand. For some reason, he always felt that the two words "declaration of war" were written a little delicately.

"Oh? With you?"

Fan Yong stared at Xu An, his face mocking: "Do you know why my Dongyu delegation arrived at Daqian Kyoto but didn't enter? It's because of you!"

"Daqian sent a prodigal son to welcome my Dongyu delegation. This is an insult to my Dongyu delegation!"

"Then my Dongyu delegation should treat them in their own way."

Fan Yong's smile became deeper, and his face became more proud: "In this battle, my Dongyu delegation will not only make Daqian lose people, but also lose the battle. By then, the whole Daqian... will become a joke of the world."

"And you, Xu An, will become the eternal sinner of Daqian, being pointed at by thousands of people and spurned by thousands of people."

After saying that, Fan Yong folded his fan and pointed at Xu An and said, "Of course, if you are afraid, remember to kneel down and beg for mercy on the stage. Maybe my senior brother will be happy and give you a decent treatment!"

Xu An stared at Fan Yong for a while and smiled slightly: "Oh! A poor way of provoking."

"Although it is poor, few people in Kyoto dare to talk to me like this."

Xu An did not even read the letter of challenge, and directly tore the letter of challenge in his hand into pieces.

Then, he raised his hand and pointed at Fan Yong and said, "I accept the letter of challenge, but I also want your legs."

"Come on, break his legs for me!"

The soldiers of the general's mansion all looked at Xu Xiao.

This is a member of the Dongyu delegation, and a disciple of the great scholar Fan Mao in the literary world. Touching him is a slap in the face of Dongyu, and in serious cases it may cause disputes between the two countries.

"Why are you looking at me? Didn't you hear my son's order?"

Xu Xiao kicked the young general beside him and flew to the side, saying: "My son wants his legs, so I just want his hands."

"You guys should aim and hit him, don't kill him, otherwise those civil servants will start to curse again."

Fan Yong's face changed drastically, and he retreated several steps in a row, shouting at Xu Xiao: "General Xu, I represent Dongyu, you dare to touch me..."

"Yes, yes, you talk too much nonsense."

Xu Xiao With his hands in his sleeves, he interrupted Fan Yong and said, "I only want your hands because I want to give my son face. Otherwise, I would have killed you long ago, believe it?"

"Where is this? This is the Great Army Marshal's Mansion of Daqian!"

"Will you challenge the Great Army Marshal's Mansion of Daqian? What do you want? You Dongyu want to fight? Then mobilize the troops to do it. I have 600,000 troops under my command. Who is afraid of whom?"

"Do you really think that I, Xu Xiao, can't lift a knife? Right?"

Fan Yong's face turned pale as paper!

I was careless. The Dingguo Mansion is not only the first prodigal son of Daqian, but also the military god of Daqian, Xu Popi!

This is a man who dares to fight and kill. Not to mention that he is just a scholar, even if the prince of Dongyu is here, he will be killed if he is angry.

Xu An glanced at Xu Xiao, patted his forehead and was a little speechless.

Dad, you stole the show!

The soldiers of the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion immediately rushed forward and dragged Fan Yong into the mansion. Soon, a shrill scream was heard.

"Come here, tell the prince to bring my brothers to join me tomorrow. I will lead them to fame!"

Xu An put his hands on his waist and said majestically.

...

Minister's Mansion.

Qin Dehai and Zhang Anshi sat opposite each other, both of them with pride on their faces.

"Haha, Xu Xiao is really courting death! He and his son actually broke the hands and feet of the envoy of the Dongyu delegation. Isn't this a great opportunity for us?Will it?"

Zhang Anshi knocked his fist on the table and said, "Xu Xiao is destroying the peace between the two countries. Minister Qin, unite all the censors now and report him. It will be enough for him to drink a pot."

"No hurry, no hurry..."

Qin Dehai shook his head slightly, with a hint of ruthlessness on his face: "Wait until Xu An is defeated tomorrow, and then settle accounts together. The effect at that time will be a thousand times better than now."

"Hahaha... Yes, Minister Qin is still far-sighted."

Zhang Anshi gave Qin Dehai a thumbs up.

"However, you can let the censors under your command start preparing. The memorials, witnesses and evidence must be prepared!"

Qin Dehai raised his hand and poured two glasses of wine, smiling: "After the battle tomorrow, the Xu family father and son will be in a dilemma of life and death, and there will be no chance of turning over."

"Without Xu Xiao, the prime minister has returned from Beidi, and great plans are expected!"

"Come, drink a glass for victory. "

Zhang Anshi laughed and picked up the wine glass. The two of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.