This national letter may be just a joke in the eyes of ordinary people, but for Zhao Ji, it is nothing less than a war letter and a humiliation.

However, Wu Wencai, who was kneeling on the ground, said with both grief and indignation and rationality: "Your Majesty must not ignore the repeated defeats in the war between the Tubo State and the Western Xia, all of which are due to the troubles in the rear. If it is a bad relationship with the mud Bora, the Tibetan belly and back are the enemy, the Western Xia will swallow the Tibetan into the bag sooner or later, at that time, if the Xia people invade the south, what will I do in the Great Song Dynasty? According to Weichen, Prince Nibora set up this national letter, but he just asked for a sky-high price; If deliberations continue, there may be room for manoeuvre. ”

Wu Wencai's tears are about to come out, as the host and guest, at this moment his mind is incomparably clear, the small mud Bora country is no longer a simple issue of diplomatic relations, but the national policy of the Great Song Dynasty for decades, once shaken, decades of hard work will be in vain.

He kowtowed like garlic and continued: "Xixia is the trouble of my Great Song henchmen, and his wolf ambition is obvious. ”

Zhao Ji's chest rose and fell, holding on to the imperial case, as if he was about to fall down in the next moment, a pair of ruthless eyes looked at Wu Wencai, gritted his teeth and said: "The king is worried about the humiliation of the ministers, the king is humiliated and the ministers are dead, this is how you share the worries for the king?" ”

This sentence was extremely heart-wrenching, Wu Wencai's eyes were full of tears, as if he had suddenly become old, and kept kowtowing: "It is difficult for the minister to die, and it is difficult to say goodbye to death......

Zhao Ji sat on the royal chair with his buttocks, clutching a red pen tightly with both hands, sneering again and again, and his magnanimous attitude disappeared completely.

As the Son of Heaven, where has he suffered such humiliation, if he is facing the Liao people, it is fine, but a small country, but he dares to be so arrogant, it is tolerable, which is unbearable.

After a long time, Zhao Ji's face finally regained some brilliance, he glanced at Wu Wencai, whose forehead was already bleeding, but said surprisingly calmly: "That's it, Wu Aiqing, get up and speak." ”

Yang Jian hurriedly went to help Wu Wencai, Wu Wencai at this moment, his head was full of bruises, and several wounds flowed out of Bobo blood, and he sat down on the Jindun again in fear, and said: "This letter of state, I can't accept it in the Song Dynasty, but I can't refuse it, today's plan, there is only one procrastination, as long as the prince of Nibora is stranded in Bianjing, Weichen talks to him slowly, there is always a day to save some room." ”

Zhao Ji was suddenly, but he was thinking in his heart: "Even Shen Ao can be happy with revenge, as the Son of Heaven, but there are constraints everywhere, it is difficult to be a man, and it is even more difficult to be a king." ”

He vaguely hoped that he would become the Shen madman who ignored the sky and the earth at this moment, and did what he wanted to do recklessly.

It's just that the little bit of sanity that remains in his heart makes him sigh helplessly, and said to Wu Wencai: "What Wu Aiqing said is very true, you can continue the mediation matter, I will hold a state banquet in a few days to entertain the prince of Nibora, the people outside can be rude, how can I be a beast?" I'm a little tired, so go down. ”

Wu Wencai hurriedly said: "Weichen retired. With that, he cautiously retreated.

Zhao Ji sat on the royal chair, but he was stunned in a daze, the expression on his face was murderous all of a sudden, and suddenly it added a little depression, and his eyes were extremely lonely.

Yang Jian knew in his heart that the official family at this moment should not be disturbed, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.

After half a sound, Zhao Ji suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes fell on Yang Jian, and he said sadly: "I ask you, if Shen Ao is me, what will happen to him?" ”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Why did the official family say this, the official family is the supreme son of heaven, and he is ordered by the ...... of heaven."

Zhao Ji waved his hand: "You don't have to be taboo, just say it." ”

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and didn't say it, this kind of thing is a big rebellion. Now that the official family does not blame, who can guarantee that the official family will not be punished if they remember it? A companion is like a tiger, and he will never reveal half a word if he shouldn't say it.

Zhao Ji sighed and sighed: "Shen Ao is not even afraid of the middle order, I told him not to mess around in the future, he began to have bad ideas again." Zhao Ji pointed to the weekly and said with a wry smile: "If he is me, don't say that he is the prince of Niboluo, or the lord of the Liao country, I am afraid that he will not be afraid!" ”

After that, Zhao Ji shrank tiredly on the royal chair, his eyes half open and half closed, as if he was about to fall asleep, but suddenly said: "The state banquet in a few days, ask Shen Ao to come to the banquet too!" ”

"Yes." Yang Jian responded.

……………………………………………………………… Shen Ao walked out of the wine shop, he was in a good mood, the drizzle outside gradually stopped, the sky fell with a thousand red clouds, and even people's moods improved with the dazzling light in the sky, and the first edition of the weekly magazine printed 3,000 copies. According to this trend, I am afraid that it will not be a problem to release all of them, and the number of prints can be increased in the future.

In addition, after making a name for yourself, you can also attract some advertisers, and after calculating it, the profit of a month can be at least more than 1,000 yuan.

With money in hand, you can do big things, without money, everything is empty talk, Shen Ao smiled and rode on the donkey, the donkey was well-behaved, and he took Shen Ao around the city with a steady pace.

was about to return to the Qiguo Mansion, but unexpectedly, a carriage slowly came over, and Shen Ao recognized that this was the carriage of the Mansion.

The carriage stopped next to Shen Ao, the curtain was opened, and Zhou Ruo's peerless face was seen, Zhou Ruo looked at Shen Ao, and said with a smile: "Is my cousin's business done?" ”

Shen Ao smiled slightly, but riding on the donkey, it seemed a little unsightly, and said with a smile: "I'm done, I don't know what my cousin has to say." ”

Zhou Ruoqiao's face turned red, and she said, "Who wants to tell you, if you are free, accompany me to buy a few pieces of fabric." ”

Shen Ao smiled: "What should I do with this donkey? The donkey is a good donkey, you can't leave it on the side of the road, and my cousin will be upset when he gets into the carriage. ”

Zhou Ruo frowned and said, "Whoever told you to get into the carriage, you will follow on a donkey." ”

Khan, I thought I had come to an erotic encounter, but it turned out to be an empty joy; But it's not easy to refuse my cousin's request, just go shopping with her, and it's okay to do it now anyway.

As the carriage passed through an alley, the carriage in front stopped, and Shen Ao got off the donkey, and saw that there was a silk shop on the street, tying the donkey to the stump by the roadside; Accompanied Zhou Ruo into the room.

This silk shop is very elegantly decorated, all kinds of silk silk cloth are neatly placed for people to choose, the shopkeeper saw the guests, and immediately smiled and said: "Miss Zhou, you are here again, it just happens that the store has just come in from Suzhou for new goods, please Miss Zhou to take a look." ”

He turned around and took out a silk cloth from the shelf, placed it on the counter, and said with a smile: "This is the finest horizontal silk, and the color is also the latest ......."

This shopkeeper is very good at doing business, and Zhou Ruo must be a regular customer, so he is very enthusiastic.

Zhou Ruo touched the silk, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face, and asked the price, and the shopkeeper smiled: "The price of this kind of silk is slightly more expensive, seven runs a horse, what does Miss Zhou think?" ”

Shen Ao sneered in his heart on the side, seven runs of silk for one horse, the shopkeeper is really black enough, such a price is enough to buy two fine silks; But this kind of thing, he doesn't intervene, one is willing to slaughter, the other is willing to suffer, what is there to say, the cousin is not bad for money.

After meeting the account, the two were about to leave the store, but they saw that the outside of the store was full of guards and errands, and two people came side by side, one of the Confucian students saw Shen Ao, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said, "Brother Shen, haha...... Long time no see, how are you lately? ”

The person who came was Wu Pen, Wu Bi said that he was in good spirits today, and he naturally couldn't hide his joy when he saw Shen Ao, but it didn't take long for him to suddenly think of the people around him, and the joy in his eyes disappeared all of a sudden, and a trace of gloom flashed.

Shen Ao laughed and said, "Why does Lao Wu also go to the silk shop, doesn't he have a confidante?" ”

Wu Bi said: "Brother Shen, don't laugh, I came to hang out with His Royal Highness Su Erya, His Royal Highness has lived in the south for a long time, and he is very curious about silk things, so he wants to come and see it." ”

Shen Ao turned his eyes, but he saw the 'Highness' on Wu Bi's side, this 'His Highness' was over thirty years old, with dark and semi-dark skin, a low nose bridge, and slightly thick lips, but those eyes were aggressive, and there was a sense of bottomless and difficult to fathom.

He wore a scarf on his head and a Confucian shirt, thinking that he was following the customs of the locals, but these Hanfu clothes were worn on his body, but they looked very nondescript; His eyes first mismatched Shen Ao's gaze, but finally fell on Zhou Ruo, revealing undisguised appreciation.

Zhou Ruo was looked at by this 'His Highness', and suddenly became a little unnatural. The wings of his nose twitched slightly, his protruding chest fell together, and his face was red, but he unconsciously approached Shen Ao's body, seeking Shen Ao's protection.

Shen Ao smiled coldly, glanced at the 'Highness' with disdain, and said to Wu Bi intently: "Since Brother Wu is on business on behalf of his father, he won't bother here. He arched his hand, but he rarely enjoyed the feeling of his cousin's closeness, the shyness and fear of a frightened fawn were something Shen Ao had never seen.

The 'Highness' looked at Zhou Ruo directly, and said with a slight smile: "Miss, hello, my name is Surya......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ruo had already hid behind Shen Ao all of a sudden, Shen Ao looked at this Surya with a sneer, and said, "My cousin is very bad. ”

"Why is that?" Seeing Shen Ao's ill intentions, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he was not slow, but he was not angry.

Shen Ao smiled: "If anyone sees His Highness, where is it okay, get out of the way, we are going home." Holding my cousin's hand, my cousin's hand was a little cold, and she said angrily, "Cousin, let's go." ”

This Prince Surya, Shen Ao had heard Wu Bi say it before, but he didn't care about any foreign affairs, mud bora or something about him, this South Asian monkey actually looked at his cousin like this, it was really a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, and his cousin hadn't even succeeded in getting close to the water!

took his cousin into the carriage, didn't even care about the donkey, Shen Ao also went in, lifted the curtain loudly and said to Wu Pen: "Brother Wu, there will be a period later." ”

Wu Bi said slightly embarrassed: "Brother Shen is easy to go." He glanced at His Highness Surya, only to see that his gray complexion was pale, his brows were tightly locked, and his eyes shone with rage.