Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

The King's Mansion was very lively, and Shen An was surrounded by a basket of braised pig's feet.

"what is this?"

Zhao Yunrang's children and grandchildren can make Zhao Zhen spur blood, and also make Shen An feel dazzled.

"It's pig's feet."

"Pork feet?"

A group of men and women in their 30s and above, and the youngest four or five years old were surprised.

"Who eats this?"

The top food of Dasong is lamb, pork is something outside the 18th line, and neither the rich nor the ordinary can eat it.

Su Shi got a Dongpo meat and wrote poems, but in fact it was poor.

At that time, he had to open up wasteland in Huangzhou. Lamb is a luxury product, so he had to start with pork.

"Cough!"

Two dry coughs came. These men and women seemed to meet the leader to check the post, and they stood alone.

An old man came slowly and spit on the way.

His eyebrows were frowned tightly, and he looked bitter and bitter.

"What are you standing here for?"

The old man glanced at these people lightly and suddenly shouted: "Go!"

The group immediately dispersed as birds and beasts, and Shen An knew his identity, so he put the basket down and bowed, "I have seen the county king."

Zhao Yunrang glanced at Shen An and asked, "What is in the basket?"

Shen An said: "Pig Trotter."

"Previously speaking about pig's feet, now talking about pig's trotters, the old man's children and grandchildren are fooled by you. I don't know, Shen An, what should you do?"

Shen An stunned: "The kid is called pig's feet at home!"

"So are you still respecting the old man?"

"Dare you not?"

The two exchanged a few words, and Zhao Zhongzheng on the side looked foggy.

Zhao Yun let a slap on his shoulder and shouted, "Go make tea!"

Shen An's cheeks twitched, thinking that the child was beaten by himself and Zhao Yunrang in turns. Will there be any trouble in the future?

The two went to the side hall one after the other. Zhao Yun let his steps go smoothly, but he didn't see his old appearance.

After he went in and sat down, Zhao Zhongzhen was making tea on the side, looking nervous.

Zhao Yunrang saw that Shen An did not panic, and said, "You can be calm in front of the old man. You are the second one."

According to the habit, Shen An should ask who is the first one.

But he didn't ask, just watched Zhao Zhongzheng making tea.

The tea cream was washed with boiling water, and Zhao Zhongzhen was still stirring with things, and the sloshing began to float, and then the surface of the tea and white foam floated, looking at some ancient rhyme.

Zhao Zhongzheng brought the tea cup happily, Shen An nodded his thanks, but refused to drink.

Zhao Yunrang took up the tea cup and looked at the group case composed of tea powder, as if intoxicated.

He sniffed for a while, and then sighed: "The old man used to drink Longfeng Tuancha, and made it into a tea cream to make it, which was supremely delicious. Later Zhong Zhong made an old tea for the old man, which was long and fresh , The aftertaste is endless. Watching the tea leaves floating in the water is like a person's life ... interesting. "

Shen An glanced at the side of Zhao Zhongzheng, Zhao Zhongzheng subconsciously tilted his head.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Yunrang suddenly asked: "Your temperament is not bad, you must be trying to help Shen Bian reverse the case, but it is very difficult. So young people, go to the imperial examination. When you are standing outside the Donghua Gate, It ’s not far from what you think it is. "

Shen An smiled and said: "It's so difficult to squeeze thousands of horses and horses on that single wooden bridge. The boy only wants to take his sister to live in Bianliang."

Zhao Yunrang nodded and said, "This is the best way."

This is the end of the interview.

Shen An got up and said goodbye, Zhao Yunrang let Zhao Zhongzhen give away guests.

"Sorry."

Zhao Zhongzhen was very frustrated and uneasy along the way. When he got out of the gate, Shen An patted his shoulder and said, "This is old age, you have to learn some."

Zhao Zhongzhen went back blankly, thinking about Shen An's search for a young man. At that time, he still felt unreliable, but Shen An said that the old people were more greedy.

"The Liao people almost killed him. He should be standing in front of the embassy. The cultural and martial arts in shame and shame should also wash away his own humiliation, otherwise how can his waist be straight in the future?

Zhao Zhongzheng remembered his proposal to poison the Liao people and was vetoed by Shen An, so he sighed like an adult.

Zhao Yun let a sip of tea, then frowned, "However there are so many young and handsome people, back then ..."

Zhao Zhongzheng knew that his grandfather was despising Shen An, and said: "Weng Weng, Bao Zheng let Shen An not allow chaos, otherwise he will definitely retaliate."

Somehow, Zhao Zhongzheng always felt that Shen An was not pure in appearance, so he had full confidence in him.

Zhao Yunrang waved his hand, casually said: "Just a teenager, how many family members will there be? How many Yang Wudi ..."

……

The night was quiet and the messenger sat cross-legged in one of the best bedrooms in the embassy of Liao.

The moonlight outside the window was miserably miserable, and the bedroom was so pale.

The messenger's fist-stricken fist hit Yintang with his joints, and after twenty full strokes, he emptied his eyebrows with his fingers.

Gradually, his expression became more anxious.

There is more breathing sound in the quiet room, which is getting heavier ...

……

Wang Tiande came, and after urging several times that he still didn't get Shen An's plan, he came to the Shen family for the fifth time.

"Wang Yuanwai is good."

Guoguo blessed himself slightly, and Wang Tiande smiled and said: "The little lady is more and more lovable. If you refuse to give in, the husband will definitely take home as a girl. Or ... shall we make a kiss?"

Shen An made a haha ​​and said, "Lao Wang, what kind of good children and grandchildren can you teach with the virtue you got into the eyes of money?"

This is a polite statement. If you are not polite, Shen'an will catch up.

Wang Tiande whispered a few words and complained: "The people outside looked at our shop and sold some women's personal clothes. They all laughed that we are women's confidantes. I won't dare to go home anymore. What a shame! "

"The title of Friends of Women is not bad!"

Shen An touched his chin ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ but rejected Wang Tiande again.

"what are you worried about?"

Wang Tiande was a little angry: "The old man knows that you are an excuse. Your head is full of whimsy. As long as you take out a little, the old man will be satisfied, and then you will still score most of the money you earn. Such a thing Why don't you do it? "

Shen An said lightly: "Once the stir-fried vegetables and fragrant dew come out, and then something comes out, Pharaoh, do you think Shen is a fairy or a monster?"

Wang Tiande was shocked, and blurted out: "Mu Xiu Yu Lin, the wind will destroy it."

Shen An could n’t help but scold: “The wooden **** Yulin of shit. The money is not enough. Our Xianglu can make money that makes those people jealous in a month, and then another one, that ’s not jealous, but murderous. . "

This is envy, jealousy and hate!

Wang Tiande consciously made a mistake, he smiled and said: "Anbei, don't engage in big movements, or let's think of a way for a woman? For example ... with chest, you can't have it below!"

Shen An felt that this man was really frustrated for money.

"That thing ... are you willing to sell it?"

He ridiculed Wang Tiande casually.

"Of course dare!"

I……

Shen An felt that she was overestimating Wang Tiande's morality.

"I think about getting some pictures for you. Then you will find someone to do it yourself, but I will not mix the rest of the matter."

"Good! I'll do the rest."

In Wang Tiande's longing eyes, Shen An drew pictures of dozens of underwear ...

"Don't say it was painted by me, otherwise we will go our own way in the future."

Wang Tiande had been stunned by these bold shapes, and when he heard the words, he promised nothing.