A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Bao Zheng was angry.

Shen An did not see the scene, but Zhao Zhongzhen was recovering vividly.

"Bao Gong shouted loudly and said, "You are still shameless. If you don't kill Deng Li even though he is a foreigner, why don't you wait until he imitates that... Zhang Yuan? Only after he imitates Zhang Yuan and defect to Xixia can he be willing to do so." Should I kill him? Then all the ministers had nothing to say."

"Gong Bao also impeached many people. It is said that the memorial was very long and full of names... They said that today all the civil servants in the dynasty have pale faces, but only Bao Gong holds his head high."

What he didn't tell Shen An was that many officials outside had already given Bao Zheng a gangster nickname like Mad Dog.

Zhao Zhongzhen looked gloating, feeling that the emperor was really hard to do. If Shen An told him that he would become emperor in the future, he would probably go crazy immediately.

Shen An gave up the idea and said, "Those who have connections with foreign countries should not be tolerated."

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Kuangyi often killed civil servants. In their eyes, there was nothing they could not kill. However, later emperors were coaxed, and then...it was impossible to handle it, and you couldn't kill them even if you wanted to.

But this time he offended the civil servants severely. One guy broke their so-called ancestral law.

"I, Wengweng, said that the more famous your ministers and emperors are, the more wary they will be. You can use it like this, and you are not afraid of it."

Shen An was excited and remembered that after the death of Shenzong, those literati were so powerful that they almost said that if Mr. Sima didn't come out of his nest, the Song Dynasty would be doomed...

In short, if Lao Sima doesn't become prime minister, none of us will do it.

Under such public expectations, the conservative super boss Sima Guang came to Beijing all the way, Shenzong...

Shen An looked at the proud Zhao Zhongzhen and thought that at that time, your kid was probably so aggrieved that he wanted to vomit blood underground. It's just that all the civil and military dignitaries in the court don't support you, and even your mother is against it. No matter how stubborn you are, you have to kneel down.

Tsk!

Shen An suddenly felt that there were many things covered up in this Song Dynasty, which was a headache.

But before that, he felt that Zhao Zhongzhen could still be saved.

"Mr. Lang, there is a reward coming from the palace."

Zhuang Laoshi's face was full of anger. He opened the door without saying anything and shouted loudly: "Thank you for the official reward."

Everyone in the alley opened their doors, and an old man said enviously: "This is the first time that the people in Yulin Alley have been rewarded by officials, and we are also blessed."

Azhu from next door poked his head out, a look of envy flashed in his eyes, then went back and murmured to Wang Jian, and soon there was the sound of a quarrel.

The chamberlain who brought the things also said loudly: "The officials said that Shen Daizhao has served the country well, and the officials are watching him."

After Shen An thanked him, he saw that the alley was full of neighbors, so he cupped his hands and said, "I will invite all the neighbors to come to my home to talk some other time."

The neighbors all raised their hands and said, "Don't dare."

The young man who they thought was lucky to get rich at first has now become an official that even the officials praise.

"If you don't study well, you won't study well. You are fifteen years old, but you still play and beat me all day long! Hey, you still dare to run... stop!"

A neighbor was picking up his son, and in an instant the father and son disappeared into the alley.

Shen An smiled. Parents always said that other people's children were better, but in reality, they were their own children.

"Brother! Brother!"

Guoguo was so happy that she walked around the carriage.

Huahua followed her and was also crazy.

When the chamberlain saw a lamb wandering around, he laughed and said, "The sheep in Shen Daizhao's house are all extraordinary!"

When Shen An saw that his brows were clear, he scolded: "Don't you see that the noble man has a lot of things to do? Please come in and serve tea."

The chamberlain was startled by his voice, and then Zhuang Laoshi came over and invited him into the main hall with a smile.

"This is a little thought from the Shen family, noble sir, please accept it."

When he came out again, the waiter's face was a little cold.

"What does he mean? If you can't poop, is it because of the lack of gravity?"

Shen An was a little dissatisfied. After Zhuang Laoshi sent the servant away, he came back and said, "Mr. Lang, this is just a benefit, just pretend not to know..."

"Isn't this a bitch setting up a memorial arch?"

Zhuang Laoshi said with an apologetic smile: "Lang Jun, this is just pretending. We can still take care of each other in the future!"

Shen An thought of those methods and said with some disdain: "It's too simple."

Zhuang Laoshi asked curiously: "Lang Jun, is there anything better?"

Shen An patted the tree trunk next to him and looked at the jumping Guoguo in front of him. He felt that his life at this point was really as lonely as snow.

"Either just turn against each other, or just go as usual. Keep it cold, and others will think it's fake when they see it, and then they will focus on the connection between the Shen family and him... Remember, the highest state is truth!"

"real?"

Zhuang Laoshi was a little crazy.

Shen An stood with his hands behind his back, his robes swaying in the breeze, and said in an ecstatic voice: "You have to be so real in your acting that you even believe it. That's the highest level."

"Wonderful!"

Shen An took the list and looked at it. When he saw that it was mainly made of fabrics and there were some small items, he said depressedly: "The officials are so stingy!"

"The gentleman is a great talent! The villain is convinced."

Zhuang Laoshi came over, bowed and saluted, and said seriously: "You should think more about these things in the future and let your husband worry less."

Shen An waved his hands casually, thinking of the intrigues in his previous life, he felt that Da Song was really good.

As soon as he was in a good mood, Shen An asked Zeng Ermei to make hot pot.

"Mr. Lang, are you going to eat hot pot in this weather?"

Zeng Ermei felt that Shen An was probably dizzy.

Shen An thought of those years with some melancholy, and said, "The hotter it gets, the more I love hot pot. UU Reading www.uukanshu.netｔ This is a standard foodie!"

On a hot day, sitting shirtless in the open air eating hot pot, pouring ice-cold beer and boiling red oil, that's what life is like!

"Mr. Lang, there is mutton at home."

"First cook it in large chunks, then use that soup to make hot pot, and slice the cooked mutton into slices..."

Shen An was drooling a little. He was about to go to the kitchen to give instructions in person when he saw Yang Mo rushing in.

"Mr. Shen, help me!"

Seeing that he was like a shot swan...no, like a shot duck, Shen An was panting beside the door, so he blinked and asked: "Are you...having your woman taken away by someone else? "

Yang Mo couldn't help but pull him up and ran out.

"Mr. Lang is ill again."

Shen An immediately wanted to retreat.

He was worried that the suona was no longer effective, and when the time came, Zhao Yun asked the old gangster to kill him for the sake of his son.

After carefully arriving at the Prince's Mansion, Shen An listened to the sound of a suona and felt a little at ease.

But when he went in, he saw all the servants and women with sad expressions on their faces, which made Shen An feel a little unsure again.

Isn't it a burp?

Arriving outside the residence of Zhao Zongshi and his wife, Zhao Yunrang was pacing there with a sad face.

"coming."

He raised his head and smiled, his white hair fluttering with a hint of vicissitudes of life.

"Thank you for your hard work, Anbei."

Somehow, after hearing this, Shen An subconsciously said: "Don't worry, Prince, we will sing whatever song we go to."

Zhao Yunrang thought for a while and said with a smile: "This is quite appropriate. Come in."

Shen An followed and asked in a low voice: "Prince, why did Lang Jun become ill?"

"Hey! What a misfortune for our family!"