No matter how high your kung fu is, you are afraid of kitchen knives, no matter what kind of yoga skills you have, or what kind of wind you have, when you encounter Uncle Shen's iron rod, you can only rest the dishes.

Shen Ao smiled and waved the iron rod in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt fond of it.

Looking at Prince Surya, the prince sneered, but he was frightened by Shen Ao's ferocity, and then looked at his servant, who was already dying at the moment, and his whole body was convulsed, especially on his arm, which was bruised and fractured, and he screamed in pain.

In this regard, Shen Ao was indifferent, there was only one criterion he believed in, he always had to pay it back when he came out to mix. This bastard of the mud bharant and the commander of Hu Yan have no grudges, but they do not hesitate to give a heavy hand, Hu Yan fell off the horse and was seriously injured, and I don't see them showing some mercy, since they want to play, they must be able to afford to lose, so for this kind of person, there is no need to abuse sympathy.

Shen Ao put away the iron rod, stuck it in his waist, walked closer to the emperor, and bowed his hand: "Official, in this second game, the student was fortunate not to be dishonored, and he won by luck." He sighed: "The student is the best at riding a donkey, but this horse riding is a big girl who is married, the first time, fortunately, the international friends are very polite, and they promise a lot, otherwise with the student's catty, I am afraid that it has already been defeated." ”

There are a lot of concessions, Shen Gongzi is too modest, what kind of international friend is very conceited, and he can't do it if he wants to, so far he can't get up.

Zhao Ji couldn't help nodding his head coldly, and only hummed, neither encouraging nor criticizing Shen Ao's approach, what should be said and what should be done, naturally Shen Ao will say it for him and do it for him.

Shen Ao's stick really relieved the hatred in his heart, Prince Surya was arrogant, and Zhao Ji did not leave any mercy.

As for the guards in this palace, Shen Ao's vision is naturally different, Lord Hu who was just knocked down is their top boss, Lord Hu was humiliated, they felt the same way, at this time, Shen Ao's move, his style of acting was very suitable for their hearts, and he avenged them with an arrow, and did what they wanted to do but did not dare to do.

Shen Ao smiled slightly, the effect of this stick is still very great, especially the iron rod is inserted in the waist, and even walking is like a gust of wind, which is very refreshing. He turned around and said to Prince Surya: "Your Royal Highness, this third Marseille, is it time for His Highness to go out." ”

Prince Surya glanced at Shen Ao angrily, he was aggressive, but now this aggressive person was replaced by Shen Ao, with Shen Ao's style of acting, the prince believed that in the next game, this iron rod would definitely greet him, and this guy would not show mercy.

However, if this third Marseille is abandoned, not only will the country of Nibora lose the bet, but the beauty who is about to be obtained will be gone, and even he will be ridiculed.

He pondered for a moment and sneered: "Okay, Xiao Wang compares with you." He whispered a few words to the other Hu Cong behind him, and the Hu Cong nodded, but he pulled out the scimitar at his waist and respectfully handed his hands to Surya.

When everyone saw it, they gasped, this prince was about to use a knife, it was terrible, Marseille first turned into a boxing match, and then a boxing match turned into a fight, but now even the knife came in handy, as if it was going to fight and fight.

Su Erya smiled cruelly: "Young Master Shen, please." ”

Shen Ao became vigilant, he didn't expect that at this time, Prince Surya actually played a life-fighting game, that Hu Cong knew martial arts such as yoga, and most of this prince could do it, and he also carried a scimitar, which was more than lucky.

The arrow is ready to be sent, and it has to be sent, at this point, Shen Ao has a feeling of being depressed and cold, his eyes looked towards the ministers and guards, and he saw many people showing sympathy and reluctance, and couldn't help but think, hey, hey, hey, why didn't anyone stand up and speak, people even moved their knives, didn't they really teach me a scholar to work hard, right?

Hey, it seems that people's hearts are not very reliable these days, so Shen Ao had to pull out his stick and jump on the horse again. Prince Surya asked Hu Cong to lead another horse, and looked at Shen Ao menacingly, full of murderous intent, and smiling.

"Xiao Wang's knife will not be merciful, Shen Gongzi doesn't have to be polite." The provocative meaning of this sentence is obvious, and it is obvious that Prince Surya has the victory, and his yoga kung fu is very clever. With the scimitar in his hand, he didn't panic in his heart, and he no longer put Shen Ao in his eyes.

Shen Ao sneered: "Your Highness, rest assured, the student will not be polite." "You're polite, whoever is polite is finished, that scimitar doesn't have eyes.

The two rode side by side, waiting for an order in full view of everyone.

The singing attendant looked a little nervous, and said in a trembling voice: "Open ......"

Before the word race could be spoken, Prince Surya had already driven his horse and started galloping, clenching the scimitar in his hand, thinking in his heart: "When that Shen Ao rushes forward, I will slash down with a knife to see how he resists." In his heart, he was secretly proud, and Shen Ao had already come over from the back of the head and face, and it was a mess.

"Shameless villain!" Prince Surya was furious, the game had just begun, the war horse had not yet galloped, Shen Ao had already made a move, Surya was completely unprepared, thinking that Shen Ao would be like before, first run out of a hundred zhang and then make a move, who knew that Shen Ao was really not polite at all, as soon as the word fell, the iron rod swept over, and he was caught off guard.

Syllable...... The stick body smashed into Prince Surya's shoulder socket, a piercing pain spread throughout his body, Prince Surya almost fainted, gritted his teeth, and was about to cut through with a knife in his other hand, who expected him to be a step slower, fighting this kind of thing, it depends on who has the first opportunity, the iron rod hit Surya hard, and hit Surya's chest, only to hear Shen Ao laugh and say: "Your Highness, look, the student is going to smash your head." ”

When this sentence was spoken, Prince Surya was suddenly shocked, if he really hit his head, where would he still have his life, and hurriedly raised his sword to block. Who knew that Shen Ao smiled, but the iron rod in his hand swept over, and smashed it on Prince Surya's back at once.

These three sticks fell down, and Prince Surya suddenly lost his center of gravity, and fell off his horse, and the scimitar had already been lost and disappeared.

Just like before, Shen Ao leisurely Le Ma circled around the Yuan River and returned to the original point. In this third game, the victory was both sudden and easy.

When Prince Surya got up from the snow, he was already in great pain, and he was supported by his subordinates, limping in front of everyone, and his face was lost.

Despicable and shameless, Surya cursed in her heart, her lips trembling, and her eyes flashed fiercely. However, Shen Ao came over and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness, you have won two games in three games, and Your Highness seems to have lost." ”

Surya gritted her teeth and said: "You dare to beat this king, this Great Song Dynasty is completely rude and righteous, not to mention the contempt of the envoys, but even beat the envoys, hmph, there is no need to talk about this peace discussion." When I return to the kingdom, I will definitely ask my father for his life and lead an army to attack the Tibetan tribes. ”

The ministers were excited for a while, this prince was really shameless to the extreme, the game was proposed by him, and he was the first to instruct him to beat people, but now the horse race is not enough, and it is impossible to win by beating people, but it is a trick.

Shen Ao laughed: "If His Highness wants to attack Tubo, he will attack it." He dismounted and said loudly: "The Great Song Dynasty only needs to repair a book, promising to trade with the Sultan, and ask the Sultan to open up a channel for trade with my Great Song Dynasty, without spending a penny of copper coins or a brocade silk, you can teach your country to ruin and ruin." ”

He smiled, turned to Zhao Ji and saluted from afar: "Your Majesty, the student heard that there is a country hundreds of miles away from the border of Nibora, and this country has a large army of 100,000, and the people of the country love trade the most.

Please ask Your Majesty to revise a letter promising to trade with him by land, and the Sultan of this country will surely rejoice, and within three years, he will surely lead his army to open up a trade channel with the Great Song Dynasty by land. At that time, the country of Mubra was gone, and the troubles of the henchmen of the Tubo country were naturally relieved. ”

Shen Ao's words, but Surya was stunned for a moment, and then shocked, the country Shen Ao said was the Seljuk Turks located in the north of Tianzhu, they continue to encroach on the land of Tianzhu in the north, the territory under their control, the distance is not too far from the mud Bora, if the Great Song Dynasty really cultivates the book, this is very bad.

At this time, the pain in his body came out again, he gritted his teeth, glanced at Shen Ao hatefully, and said: "The Nibora country has long admired the kindness of the Heavenly Dynasty, and I am willing to pay tribute and become a brother state with the Tibetan tribes." ”

The ministers were in an uproar, and no one would have thought that Shen Ao's words would have such an effect. Zhao Ji frowned slightly, and immediately understood, the Tangut people were a threat to Tubo, and the mud bhara was also a threat to Tubo, but was there no threat to this mud bhara country? Shen Ao's method is nothing more than a horizontal strategy, to win over the enemy's enemies to strike at the enemy.

After figuring out this section, Zhao Ji smiled: "Come on, quickly help the prince to treat his injuries, there is no need to rush the matter of peace discussion." ”

A good banquet turned into a bickering, and then the bickering became a horse race, after the horse race, it was a brawl, the evolution was fast, jaw-dropping, at this time the banquet had come to an end, and the matter of diplomatic relations had also seen the dawn, and many people had already said goodbye and dispersed.

Shen Ao didn't stay much, and led the horse out of this palace with emotion, this good horse is now owned by Shen Ao, and the official family gave it personally, a banquet, and earned a horse, but it didn't suffer.

As for the notoriety left by the fighting prince, he didn't care at all, since people used the knife, he didn't have a reason not to strike first, the prince was also very stupid, he actually thought that he Shen Ao would be polite, and thought that Shen Ao would do it halfway, but he didn't know that Shen Ao was the most unkind person.

Shen Ao rode a horse, wandering slowly on the street, this horse is indeed a rare good horse, a divine horse, as if he can understand people's minds, without waiting for Shen Ao to urge, he can control the fast and slow rhythm.

When I returned to the Qiguo Mansion, it was not early, and the doorman saw Shen Ao coming back from a distance, and hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile: "Young Master Cousin, what kind of horse is this, it doesn't seem to be the one in the stable." Didn't Brother Yang drive you to the palace for a banquet? Why didn't you see him come back with his cousin? ”

Shen Ao laughed, jumped off the horse, handed the reins to the doorman, and said with a smile: "I won this horse back, as for Brother Yang, I have left it behind." ”