"The men on the grassland are definitely not as treacherous as you Han people!"

"You, a spy from the Imperial City Department, have not been willing to show your true face. You have never even told your name. Are you a little unsincere?" Yelu Yuji asked loudly.

Chazi of the Imperial City Department had already walked a long way. When he heard Yelu Yuji's question, he paused and said, "How could the wisdom of the Song Dynasty be understood by you, such a vulgar, barbaric, and ignorant person? Do you think you have learned a few elegant words, read a few articles of sages, and used a few allusions to become a Han Chinese? The ridiculous Beiyi."

After saying that, Chazi left.

He wants to keep his mystery and prevent Yelu Yu from taking action.

If Yelu Yuji did not abide by the agreement and insisted on catching the city and not leaving, he would definitely take revenge with the most fierce means.

Chazi of the Imperial City Department turned left and right, and got rid of several Khitannu's tracks, climbed over a high wall, and turned around and disappeared into the Khitannu's eyes.

When he returned to his residence, Sichazi of the Imperial City finally took off his mask and then took off his headscarf.

Her hair slid down her waist.

He spit out a wooden bead, cleared his throat vigorously, washed up, and then turned into the appearance of the rich woman on weekdays.

This Chazi is a woman named Lin Youyu.

He was the only woman in the Song Dynasty who participated in the imperial examination. He took the children's examination at the age of nine and got the nickname of a slut. He took the imperial examination in the first year of the overlapping year and ranked second.

The top scorer in high school that year was the emperor's son, Zhao Kai, which made Lin Youyu very dissatisfied.

A maid walked in and said angrily: "Miss, this job of Chazi is really tiring. Not to mention the amount of money, it is shameful. I shouldn't have been fooled at the beginning, so I'll join the Imperial City Department of Luoshizi."

"Don't talk nonsense. Be careful of the walls." Lin Youyu said in a stern face and scolded.

The maid made a sound ban, pretending to be strange, and then said, "I understand."

"Here, this is a letter from your heroic official, Ningwuguan. Now that the city is blocked, it is difficult to communicate with each other. It depends on us."

Lin Youyu took the letter, took off the beeswax, studied it carefully, and had an extremely cheerful smile on her face.

"A great victory in Ningwu Pass! Tens of thousands of beheaded, more than 30,000 Jin people were either dead or captured, Wanyan Zonghan returned with great defeat! Good news!" Lin Youyu's voice was a little excited.

The maid made another ban on voice and said with a smile: "Miss, I asked me to make a smaller voice. Isn't the lady so loud? Fortunately, the inn is all ours. If it weren't for such a loud voice, the Jinren inspector would have come in and pulled the lady out and beheaded!"

Lin Youyu didn't care about the maid's teasing, and read the letter carefully, and the smile on her face became stronger and stronger.

She put the letter carefully and said, "Let the people below be careful when they act. The Jin people returned from a great defeat and would definitely strengthen their vigilance. They would definitely be careful to deal with it carefully to prevent unnecessary casualties."

The maid's face changed a few times before she finally looked up and asked, "Miss, is it a good time to assassinate Wanyan Zonghan now? I am now in the servants of Wanyan Zonghan's Western General's Mansion, and I have some opportunities to be able to get rid of Wanyan Zonghan."

Lin Youyu looked at the maid's face and knew that this trip was extremely dangerous.

Even if he succeeds, he will die at the hands of the defenders of the Western General's Mansion.

Besides, where is it so easy to succeed?

Lin Youyu finally shook her head and said, "Forget it, you'll concentrate on inquiring about information. It's okay if the assassination is done. If the matter is exposed, it will remind people from the Imperial City Division in Wanyan Zonghan. If it were the past, I would let you take a chance."

"But since the men of the Song Dynasty have proved that they are tough men! They will not lose to the Jin people when fighting head-on. It is better for our daughters to do needlework."

The maid nodded with relief and said with some regret: "If the assassination was successful and Wanyan Zonghan died, then Datong Mansion would be in chaos and would be easier to do things. However, the chance of success of this matter was too small. Wanyan Zonghan was just injured and the guards were always around and could not get close to him easily."

"Then don't do it. Just wait for the uprising that Yelu Yu saw. The Song Dynasty men proved that they were men, and they didn't know if the Liao people were men."

...

At this time, in the city of Bianjing, Wang Chongyang lit incense and meditated. Although he had entered the world, he did not give up his practice. He still held his breath and felt the great way between all things and life and death.

But the weather is not good, with thunder whistling and strong winds suddenly rising, and it is going to rain.

His mood was in chaos, so he stopped meditating, stood up, came to the railing, and looked at the lightning flashes passing by the sky.

His lineage seeks immortality by the way of hygiene and perpetuates forever in the name of true nature. He cares about the word hygiene and loves cleanliness.

People who love cleanness hate dirty things, especially the most lucrative Bianjing City recently.

It's time to leave.

Wang Chongyang keenly felt the solemnity of the building that was about to come.

He hasn't seen Li Gang for more than ten days.

It’s not that Li Gang was so busy that he is now nominally the Left Prime Minister of the Shangshu and the Left Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty.

In fact, almost all power has been emptied and has become a tablet, no longer as majestic as it was before.

What made Wang Chongyang extremely confused was why Li Gang didn’t fight back in this party and government?

Killing one Wang Jingru is just fighting back?

Now Li Gang shuttles through several public columns every day and makes more than ten chapters of tables to verify whether his math problem is correct.

This behavior looks so stupid that the people of Bianjing are a little puzzled.

How could that shrewd and capable prime minister become so clumsy?

The news about Empress Zhu Lian and the rule of the reign of the court spread, and everyone knew what was wrong.

Wang Chongyang didn't think Li Gang's behavior was so stupid. He was just trying to get the time for the transfer of labor relief supervision and military equipment supervision.

As the temperature continued to rise, the canal transportation around Bianjing, which had gradually thawed one after another, began to become busy, and the entire Bianjing city began to become lively, and the city that never sleeped seemed to be coming back.

However, Wang Chongyang was in a very bad mood. It was not that he didn't like romantic love, but because he saw a pickled thing, taking three or five military soldiers upstairs.

This is the official residence of the Military Arts Supervisor and the Young Supervisor!

The pickled things in the head did not have the position of military weapon supervisor, but he still came in!

"Wang Zhe is right! Do you recognize me Cao Lin?" The military man in the lead pointed at Wang Chongyang's nose drunk and asked.

Wang Chongyang subconsciously frowned and twitched his nose. Cao Lin had a scent of rouge from a brothel and a smell of smell of smell of wine, which made people disgusting.

"Of course I recognize it. The eldest son of the Cao family, Cao Lin, the Marquis of Madu in the Imperial Palace, and the ancestor Cao Bin, a famous founding general." Wang Chongyang replied with a frown.
Chapter completed!