And among the information that records Fan Zhongyu, there are some things that can be made and can be made a big fuss.

It was precisely because Lou Yang saw these that he was a little excited. He had heard the little yellow gate say that Fan Zhongyan was going to hand over the young master to the envoy of Western Xia, so he was naturally indignant. I can't wait to kill Fan Mansion and teach this indiscriminate lord a good lesson.

Now that he has this information, Lou Yang knows how to attack Fan Zhongyan and how not to be excited.

"Let's go, let's go to the post house first, this information is in the car." Su Shi didn't care, he knew that as an important minister, there were actually few buttocks that were clean underneath.

Even if you can lead by example, you are as clean as water. But what about the people around you?

Many times, you can only represent yourself, not others.

Su Shi got into the carriage, and the convoy went straight to the post house.

Speaking of the post house in Bianliang City of the Great Song Dynasty, it is not one. There are two major places respectively: the North Post House and the West Post House.

The North Post House often lives Liao envoys; The one who lived in the West Post House was the envoy of Western Xia.

This is also to prevent the two of them from meeting each other, making something unpleasant, and turning back to make it difficult for Da Song.

As for the envoys from small countries such as Dongying, Annam, and Goryeo, they only lived in the north and west post houses. It can also be seen that during the Great Song Dynasty, these small countries did not have a high status.

Su Shi is going to the West Post House this time.

It is said that it is the West Post House, but in fact, it is also on the same street as the North Post House, and it is still at both ends of the same street, so you don't need to meet each other when you go out.

Su Shi got into the carriage and went straight to the West Post House, and after entering the street, he had to pass through the North Post House first, and when Lou Yang, who was following the carriage, saw this, he remembered something, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, came to the carriage and said, "Young Master, I forgot to say a piece of news just now, Zhang Jian, the envoy of the Liao State, has also arrived, and now he should be in the North Post House." ”

"Oh, there's such a thing." Su Shi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and after a while, he thought of something in his heart, and there were more smiles on his face. "Come, Lou Yang, you come here, you will be like this for a while..."

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West Post House.

A group of servants of the post house were busy here, one by one carrying all kinds of delicacies of the Great Song Dynasty, as well as fresh fruits that could be eaten in summer, to the room of the Western Xia envoy Gray.

Not long ago, the news that Gray went to Honglu Temple and got angry has been reported.

I heard that Jiang Gu, the Qing of Honglu Temple, was also polite to Gray, which made the servants in the post house pay more attention to this messenger. Anything good to eat and drink was brought to them, in the hope that the messenger would not vent his anger on them.

Weak countries have no diplomacy.

The Great Song Dynasty was rich, but the military was not strong, which made them like a fat sheep, and they would always be coveted by others.

The direct result of the lack of military strength is that when facing the envoys of military powers, they will always involuntarily feel inferior, and they will have to deal with these envoys carefully.

From this point of view alone, the post house staff in the Great Song Dynasty still lived very hard, and they were even more aggrieved.

Gray, in Western Xia, is just a military commander, and in Western Xia, who can fight well, this is not such a high-ranking official. And for people like him, the living conditions in Western Xia can only be said to be average.

Now that he is in the Great Song Dynasty, he can eat all the world's delicacies and be carried by others, which makes him very happy and satisfied. It also strengthened his determination to be tough, he found that the Song people seem to be a cheap bone, as long as you behave fiercely enough, they will be afraid of you and you, so they will find a way to meet all your conditions.

Look at the attitude of the Song people towards themselves today, and you will know.

Gray was already thinking that he would go to Honglu Temple tomorrow, and then behave more toughly, this time he would definitely bring back that Su Shi's head, so that Ning Lingge was happy, and he would be able to make a great contribution, and his promotion and fortune would be just around the corner.

When I was still looking forward to a better future, suddenly outside the post house, a large group of people ran in.

"Lay down your arms, stand on both sides, and kill those who disobey!"

Those soldiers who rushed into the courtyard in black uniforms shouted and moved at the same time, and several Western Xia soldiers who were slow to react were knocked to the ground because of this, and then a group of people were punching and kicking, not polite at all.

The sudden change in the eyes of Gray, who was opening the door to the main hall, made his eyes erupt with fire.

He had just established himself in Honglu Temple, and all the Song people were afraid of him, but now someone came to the door to slap him in the face. If he doesn't beat these people out, then who will be afraid of him in the future.

Without even shouting, Gray pulled out his waist knife, and then rushed towards the compound with a few personal soldiers.

With the knife in his hand, Gray had a murderous aura in his eyes. He didn't even ask who it was, he wanted to kill a few people first, and scare the soldiers who came from nowhere.

Gray rushed out, fast, but there were others who were faster than him. Several figures seemed to be paying attention to him for a long time, and when he came out with a knife, four people came to him, stood in the south, south, and northwest directions, and surrounded him.

Gray, who is a master of art, is not afraid, on the battlefield, he has the experience of fighting a dozen people with the strength of one person, and now there are only four people, and it is not in his eyes. With a shout, the waist knife in his hand fell on the head of the black-clothed military uniform man in front of him.

The knife was powerful, and Gray was confident that he could force the opponent back. Even if the other party is a little slower, it is not impossible to seriously injure the other party with a knife.

The knife slashed out like this, and Gray's face was already shining with excitement.

I don't know how many Song people died in his hands, and now they are just killing one more, and Gray doesn't pay attention to it at all. But when he slashed out, the man on the other side blocked with a deadly horizontal knife, and put the knife horizontally in advance where he had fallen the knife.

Seeing that someone actually wanted to block his waist knife, Gray scolded in his heart for not being able to do anything, and then continued to increase his strength, he wanted to let people know that he dared to block his own knife, which was simply a sign of not knowing death.

In the next breath, the waist knife fell, hitting the horizontal knife, ding! With a crisp sound, the two blades collided together, and then it was as if they were glued together, and neither of them let anyone, so they fought together.

Gray didn't expect that the person who came would be able to block his own cleaver with a horizontal knife. He is very confident in his own strength, and if this knife goes down, he is afraid that he will have a strength of about eighty catties.

Such a large force is concentrated at one point, if you want to block it, then it will take at least a hundred catties or so to do it. What kind of great power does this person in front of him have?

The title of single-handedly pressing the green forest is not called in vain.

Ning Dong was a well-known player in the rivers and lakes before, and after following Su Shi to Liaodi, he completed the process from practicing martial arts to killing. Now he is not much stronger than before, and he has already entered the ranks of super-first-class masters, and when he applies what he has learned, Ning Dong's knife momentum is heavier and stronger.

It's just a horizontal knife to block the enemy, and Ning Dong not only does it not take much effort to do it, but also has the spare strength to force the opponent's blade back little by little.

Gray felt the powerful power of the opponent's blade, and felt that his waist knife seemed to be slowly rising, and seeing that he was about to break out of his control, he couldn't help but add two more points of strength, and he really wanted to use all the strength of milk.

"What are you waiting for, this kind of unscrupulous person, do you still want to talk to him about the rules of the rivers and lakes?" Su Shi, who was in a wheelchair, watched this scene, and his voice came from afar.

The three people who were surrounding Gray's Golden Gun Chuduo, Long Xingyun, and Tiger Xingfeng, hearing Su Shi's words, where would they be polite, and the weapons in their hands beckoned to Gray's body.

A single move is too much for Gray to deal with. The other three masters shot out in unison, and several blood spots appeared on Gray's body in an instant, and the blood flowed outward as if he didn't want money.

"Ahh

With a scream of pain, Gray threw up his knife and fell to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, several weapons also came to his neck, chest and other fatal positions, completely surrounding him.

It was all slow, but in fact, it was only about five breaths, and Gray fell to the ground injured. The pro-soldiers who rushed out with him also did not fall well, and were injured by the rest of the Su family's army, and they were pressed to the ground one by one, unable to move.

This is still Su Shi did not give the order to kill, otherwise, I am afraid that all the Western Xia people, including Gray, would have died.

In any case, these people also have the identity of messengers, and if they come up, they will be killed, no matter how reasonable they are, I am afraid that they will inevitably be blamed. Besides, a small envoy of Western Xia really doesn't care about Su Shi's eyes, such a person, it doesn't matter whether he kills or not.

Gray was pinned to the ground, unable to move. Lou Yang pushed Su Shi in front of him.

Even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, Su Shi still looked at Gray condescendingly, "What?" I heard you're going to kill me? ”

"You're Su Shi?" Gray finally knew who it was.

"You're not stupid enough to know your grandfather's name. Well, how? Are you still saying you're going to kill me? Su Shi sneered, looked at Gray who was still bleeding and asked.

Then he didn't wait for Gray to speak, and continued to say, "I heard that the amount of blood on a person's body is equivalent to seven to eight percent of body weight, but I don't know how many pounds you have. Well, don't talk about it yet, I'll guess. ”

Some people died, but not completely......