When Wen Xiaozhong went out, the Liao envoy nodded, and the big man followed.

The Liao envoy raised his glass and looked around, and smiled and said, "I originally wanted to compete here, but I was afraid that the Song people would not be accustomed to the blood, so I was just outside. Let's hear the noise."

What he said was calm and the wind was light, and the messengers nodded slightly, then raised their glasses to drink together.

The Liao envoy put down his wine glass and sighed with satisfaction: "Is this absent-minded person?"

Chen An looked at a piece of pork on the table, and then looked up and said, "No, I'm just thinking about how much weight you will get after eating this piece of meat."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Chen An made a stir-fry, and now it not only developed in the Song Dynasty, but also imitators appeared in the Liao Kingdom and the Western Xia, but their level was hard to describe.

"The pork is fat but not greasy, and it tastes delicious."

Chen An ate a piece, then raised his glass to drink.

When the Liao envoy heard nothing outside, he said, "It's time to start."

Chen An smiled and asked, "Have you heard of warm wine killing Hua Xiong?"

The Liao envoy was confused, and the envoys shook their heads, and even the officials of the Song Dynasty had never heard of it.

Chen An just smiles

Knock

There was a sound of sword drawing sounding outside almost at the same time, and everyone looked outside, even holding their breath.

How long will this battle last?

"ha"

A loud shout came first, but it was the voice of the big man.

Liao envoy was smiling, "A certain bet on ten breaths"

Chen An was also smiling: "How about the five breaths?"

Liao envoy asked: "bet"

Chen An smiled and said, "It's too late."

The Liao envoy sneered, and all the envoys were laughing.

There is no time to say what you are thinking.

clang

The first sound came from outside, which was blocked by a long sword.

laugh

This voice followed, most of the envoys were puzzled, while the Liao envoys and the Western Xia envoys were laughing.

"Where is this cut, the sound of blood is so loud."

The Liao envoy's tone was very relaxed.

puff

The sound of the human body falling to the ground came, followed by a scream.

"Murder"

The cold wind blew, and Chen An smelled the smell of blood.

Very smelly

The long knife is sheathed, and then there is a sound of footsteps approaching.

Everyone stared at the door, but the face of the Liao envoy changed.

The footsteps were soft and agile, while the footsteps of the man were heavy.

Could it be

Could it be someone else

The footsteps approached, and then Wen Xiaozhong was still bent over and hunched in. He looked up, still looking like a hunch.

"Langjun, that man is dead."

The very silly tone, coupled with his silly expression, was shocking.

The Liao envoy suddenly stood up, "Who did it?"

He didn't think Wen Xiaochong could kill the warriors of the Liao Dynasty, so he said angrily: "Come here."

Two Liao people rushed in outside. They looked pale and couldn't help but look at Wen Xiaochong after coming in.

"Who killed him?"

Liao Zhi asked in despair because he saw something wrong.

Two Liao people pointed at Wen Xiaochong, and one of them whispered: "It's him."

Another said: "Just one knife"

The Liao envoy was shocked. When he looked over, Chen An took the wine glass and smiled and said, "The wine is still warm."

This is the warm wine killing of Hua Xiong in the Northern Song Dynasty

Wen Xiaochong took the wine glass and drank it, then glanced at everyone.

This glance was very ordinary, but the messengers couldn't help but lean back, as if Wen Xiaozhong would rush to him and kill him with a casual knife.

"Mr., the villain is leaving."

As Chen An nodded and Wen Xiaozhong took his leave, everyone was in an uproar.

"This is the Shen family's chef"

"That's right." Chen An swears: "He goes to the kitchen to help every day."

Wen Xiaozhong likes the kitchen and thinks that there is a home where there is a kitchen.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, thinking that the Shen family was really hidden and lying on the tiger.

"There are a few unsatisfactory servants in a certain family. Those who drive the car can go to Taixue to teach, and the cook can make people forget the customs at first sight."

Chen An raised his glass and said, "This cup is for the blood just now."

The face of Liao envoy finally changed. He pinched the silver cup in his hand hard and sneered: "That's just a slave who led the horse."

"Slaves are humans."

Chen An said seriously: "In the Song Dynasty, the master must not punish slaves easily, kill servants or slaves. Even if you are the prime minister, you still cannot be exempted from litigation. Do you know what this is?"

Everyone shook their heads, and the Liao envoy said contemptuously: "Only weak and incompetent will make the slave turn over."

Everyone laughed.

Chen An stood up and said, "This is because of kindness. In the eyes of the Song people, their compatriots are worth cherishing. The Song Dynasty did not support the slavery system. The Song Dynasty hoped that every citizen would have his own independent personality, even if the other party was the prime minister, he would not be humble or arrogant."

Everyone stopped smiling, but the Liao envoy still sneered.

Chen An looked at him with contemptuous eyes: "In the Song Dynasty, even if he was in a downturn, he could still migrate from Xiongzhou to Bianliang with his sister on his back. We were not driven away, we could survive with both hands. In the Song Dynasty, as long as you have the ability, you can live well. The greater your ability, the better you will live."

He continued: "It doesn't need to look at your background and background. We all know that some people crawl out of their womb and hold the golden key in their mouths, so they are rich and noble, but once they are in a downfall, it is not uncommon to be slaves. But in the Song Dynasty, all this will not happen."

The envoys were more envious in the eyes of those messengers, and they wanted to settle down in the Song Dynasty.

At this time, the Song Dynasty had a prosperous culture and a developed economy, and was the world's number one.

If the martial arts function keeps up, this is the empire that governs the world, and no one can defeat it.

Chen An smiled and said, "This is the Song Dynasty. It is gentle and tolerant. It welcomes friends and friends from all over the world to come, with fine wine, and enemies to come, with swords and guns."

He nodded slightly and then slowly went out.

It was not until he disappeared outside the door that the messengers woke up.

Someone sighed: "Yes, look at Bianliang. People from all over the world have them. The Song Dynasty did not discriminate against them. As long as you abide by the rules and comply with the rules, you can live in Bianliang."

"In Bianliang, every morning, there is a taudua report. When you get up, you can buy hot water and washing things. Then breakfast comes to your door and you can enjoy it at home for a whole day without leaving your home. This Song Dynasty is really enviable."

"Also, go to Yujie to see it. There are crowds of people everywhere, and goods from all over the country are sold on both sides. You can buy whatever you want."

"The Daxiangguo Temple is prosperous, with all kinds of juggling outside, and many small stalls inside, and everything."

"There are also docks, and countless goods are transported up for use by the people of Bianliang."

"This Song Dynasty is paradise"

Yes, Chen An also thinks so.

"Don't bend over and hunch your back, otherwise you won't be able to find a wife in the future."

Chen An was about to go home, and Wen Xiaozhong rode his horse and stared at the side with vigilant eyes.

He said, "Mr., this is a habit for villains, so others will not be alert."

"But the Shen family doesn't need you to assassinate anyone. Even if you want to assassinate you, you can hold your head up and your chest up."
To be continued...