After the rain, the air is mixed with a smell of soil. Some people call this smell fishy smell, while others call it earthy fragrance.

When Wang Yun opened his eyes, he felt that the light was too bright and he was a little dizzy.

So he reached out to block his eyes.

“How does it feel?”

"fine."

Chen An came in. He was wearing his official uniform and looked more steady.

He reached out to touch Wang Rong's forehead and said, "The fever has subsided. Ermei has cooked porridge for you. Remember to drink more water."

Wang Rong asked naturally: "Where are you going?"

Chen An turned around and pushed open the window and said, "The Western Xia envoy is here, Chen Ang is not here, I'll go and take a look."

...

At Duting West Post, there is a group of soldiers outside.

The envoy of Xixia led his men to stand outside the gate, breathing the air after the rain, and praised: "The smell of Bianliang is good."

The taste of Bianliang is good, with all kinds of delicacies and fireworks.

"The waiter is here."

Chen An came surrounded by officials from the Liyuan Court. The envoy of Xixia came up and said, "I have met the Attorney."

Chen An stopped and asked, "What did Li Liangzuo send you to do?"

The messenger laughed and said, "Your Majesty has brought some good horses."

This is the tribute.

This is the case between the Song Dynasty and the Western Xia. A war was going on in the northwest direction, and both sides made human brains a dog brain. However, while fighting, the Western Xia people would send envoys to give gifts, and the Song Dynasty would also return gifts.

In other words, the two families sing about friendship and peace while fighting.

This kind of ability is probably impossible in later generations.

Chen An had seen dozens of horses before coming, and they were considered good horses. However, for the Song Dynasty, this number of war horses had no effect at all.

“Too few.”

Chen An stood outside the gate like a hooligan, holding his head slightly raised, just a short time to hold a whip in his hand.

"Your heart is not sincere, dozens of horses, what gift is this?"

The messenger laughed dryly and said, "It was so much in the past."

Isn’t it that to give gifts to the Song Dynasty? It’s just a good way to satisfy the vanity of the Song people from all over the country, and then return home with a generous return gift.

Every time I go on a mission, I am an opportunity to fight for the autumn wind. Western Xia is poor, and poor families have no surplus food, so the frequency of messengers is a bit high.

But what kind of gift are dozens of horses?

Chen An felt that he could not be used to the problem of the Xixia people fighting the autumn wind.

"But now the rules have changed."

Chen An said coldly: "The Song Dynasty doesn't need your war horses, take them back."

The messenger felt that Chen An was joking, "Attachment, the Song Dynasty needed war horses, otherwise the cavalry of the Liao people could break through the Baigou River."

Baigou River is in Xiongzhou, and the envoy specifically proposed it, indicating that he had done his homework before he came and knew the origin of Chen An.

Chen Bian's son; a fanatical supporter of the Northern Expedition.

"We need war horses, but we don't need war horses that come to our door."

Chen An snapped his fingers, and Huahua ran over from behind and squatted at his feet.

Yesterday, the flowers were also wet by the rain. Chen An was worried that it would catch a cold, so he took them out for a walk.

The combination of one person and one dog is very harmonious and there is nothing abrupt.

Chen An stared at the messenger, "Don't fool people. If the Song Dynasty needed a war horse, he would go and get it himself, just like when he was in the prefecture, just like when he was in Yuanzhou, killing his opponents and seizing their war horses. This is what the Song Dynasty should do."

The messenger felt a cold air coming to his face, and he smiled and said, "I'll see His Majesty Song."

"Your Majesty will not see you."

Chen An said confidently: "When someone comes here, it means you won't get a cheap price this time, so you can say something and go back if you have nothing to say."

The envoy did not believe it, and he said, "Your Majesty said before he left that our country and the Song Dynasty were as cordial as brothers, now..."

"No brothers!"

Chen An said as soon as he opened his mouth, "The Song Dynasty and Xixia are parents and the other are rebellious children, and it has nothing to do with brothers."

If the surface peace between the Song Dynasty and the Western Xia was the emperor's new clothes, then Chen An's words directly exposed the fact that both sides were running for success.

The officials in the ritual room lowered their heads and laughed, and they knew that the attendant never did things according to common sense.

The people of Xixia are about to cry.

The blue veins on the messenger's neck jumped, and a follower behind him shouted: "Let me kill him!" Mobile::

This is like a confrontation between rogues, and suddenly someone is clamoring to kill you.

This kind of clamor is mostly a verbal shot, but Chen An smiled and walked straight over.

The entourage sneered when he saw him coming. This is outside the inn. If you take action, you will break the unspoken rules. Zhao Shu can't even protect Chen An, otherwise the Liao people will beat the envoys of the Song people next time.

Chen An walked over and said with a smile: "Is this what you said in your heart?"

The general translation said, the follower nodded and then waited.

Chen An smiled, suddenly reached out to pat his face, and said, "You have the courage to like this kind of warrior the most."

Slapping people's cheeks has a strong smell of humiliation in any era.

The entourage's face turned red, his fists clenched, and if the anger in his eyes could kill someone, Chen An had already died countless times at this moment.

"Appointment also invites you to come in and meet."

The messenger was worried that the followers would take action, so he quickly invited Chen An in with a smile.

After entering the inn, both sides sat down opposite each other.

The atmosphere was not very good, and Chen An, as the master, was very immoral and did not speak.

The host doesn't speak, what does the guest say?

The messenger held it in for a long time before saying, "The Liao people have been in civil strife..."

This topic is good, Chen An asked, "What? Li Liangzuo is interested in joining forces with the Song Dynasty to beat Yelu Hongji up?"

The messenger looked around and Chen An said, "No need to look at it. Someone's ambition was to fight the Northern Expedition, and the Liao people knew about this."

The messenger nodded and said, "Come!"

With a slight sound of footsteps, two women came in outside.

The envoy said: "These two people were carefully selected by the middle school of the country and are ready to present them to His Majesty Song. Come and raise your head."

The two women looked up. Although they didn't say that they were ashamed of the moon, they were also pretty and charming. The key was that they had a different temperament from those of the Song Dynasty women, which made people feel a little hot.

But the woman who was going to offer to Zhao Shu actually showed up at this moment, and her sincerity seemed to be insufficient.

Chen An pressed his hands on the edge of the desk, his eyes turned, and praised: "I look good, but I'm not good at figure."

The two women probably learned the language of the Song Dynasty. When they heard this, they looked at Chen An, and they were a little dissatisfied.

Chen An leaned back slightly and commented in an old-fashioned posture: "The breast on the left is too small. If Chen reads it correctly, it will be bigger and smaller at the same time, which is unbalanced!"

The woman's face turned red, and she was angry, but she could only force herself to hold on.

Chen An turned his gaze to the woman on the right, suddenly whistled, and said to a hooligan: "This is good, she has a good figure, but she has some ties. Tsk tsk! Do you know a famous saying?"

He touched Huahua's head beside him and said in the tone of an old driver: "Women live on their legs, with long legs, long legs...you should understand? That's innately half a beauty."

He said regretfully: "Not even possible, the official will not accept it, so take it back."

The messenger was shocked by his words, thinking that this person was actually a master?

"Didn't you say that the attendant is dedicated?"

It is rumored that Chen An was as handsome as a jade before marriage, and was even more dedicated after marriage. He didn't even go to brothels after his wife became pregnant. He was a strange man among men.

"Go back!"

Chen An came to smash the situation today, so after attacking the people of Xixia, he stood up and said, "Li Liangzuo fled in a hurry in Yuanzhou. Now he wants to come to please the Song Dynasty, but it is a little late. Let's go back and tell Li Liangzuo to avoid trouble."

With a slight sarcastic look, the follower who had been slapped by Chen An stood up and shouted: "Does the Song people actually humiliate His Majesty?"

Chen An walked slowly over, and Huahua followed on the right.

This is a quiet room, and there are people from both countries outside.

The follower sneered and was on guard. As long as Chen An dared to take action, he would dare to fight back.

Chen An walked to his side, and his followers were on guard. Suddenly, they felt a pain in their thighs, and then they were kicked away by Chen An.
To be continued...