Chapter 1,262 The Envoy Committed Suicide

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Zhao Yunrang went back satisfied, and Shen An would naturally send someone to get him a bathroom.

The stickers were packed in an unknown type of wooden box. After opening, there were several layers of packaging, which showed how careful Zhao Yunrang was.

Shen An carefully took out the calligraphy, placed it on the table, and then immersed himself in it.

In later generations, he heard the name of Jishi Tie, but it was said that it was not authentic.

Now that he could see the real thing, and it was still considered 'new', Shen An couldn't help but be so intoxicated with it that he didn't even eat dinner.

The first four words, "Love over time" made Shen An savor it for a long time, and the following words were even more exquisite.

"It's really as if the sky and the sky are imaginative!"

Shen An couldn't help but be intoxicated.

What he didn't know was that a few days later, an elder from the clan also went to find Zhao Yunrang, saying that he wanted to see Ji Shi Tie.

"Send it to Shen An."

wipe!

The clan elder thought Zhao Yunrang was crazy for giving away such precious calligraphy and paintings.

Zhao Yunrang proudly took him to see his iron stove and the newly renovated bathroom. The elder almost went crazy with jealousy.

Winter is a hard time for the elderly, as is early spring and late autumn.

But heating can easily cause problems if you are not careful. Every year, old people die of poisoning due to burning charcoal pots, which makes people feel depressed every winter.

The iron stove with a smoke pipe is like an artifact, which perfectly solves their heating problem without affecting their health. Even placing a copper kettle on the stove can help soothe your throat and heart.

This is an artifact!

This clan elder was a big talker. He told these two things after he left. He was the first to go to the Shen family and said seriously that he wanted to see Shen An.

I go!

This is an elder!

Even if he was not a member of the clan, Shen An would not dare to accept the invitation just because of his age! So he quickly welcomed the old man into his home.

"I want to see the accumulated time stickers..."

Shen An had no choice but to show it to him.

Seeing him reaching out and following the lines above the words, Shen An wished he could put a layer of glass on it, oh no, crystal.

yes!

Just cover it with crystal?

Shen An thought of the calligraphy and paintings he saw in the museum in his previous life, but immediately felt aggrieved.

This is my stuff, I can look at it however I want.

Why is it separated by a piece of glass?

That feeling... it's like there's something... that's just scratching the surface.

This is not good, very bad!

The old man looked at it for a long time, then turned back and asked, "How much is it?"

"What?" Shen An was a little surprised.

"Are you asking...the price of this calligraphy and painting?"

The old man nodded, "I still have some savings."

Anyone who has seen a sticky note will probably want to take it home and appreciate it slowly.

At that time, Li Shimin only loved Wang Xizhi's calligraphy works, while Yu Shinan learned from the two Wangs. His works were superb and Li Shimin loved them deeply.

There were still a few works by this great man in the Song Dynasty, but in later generations, they were almost as rare as a rare one.

So sticky notes are a rare treasure.

But now someone is asking how much it costs.

Shen An couldn't help but laugh.

"This... this is not about money." He decided to give the old man some face.

But the old man said stubbornly: "Just tell me the price."

As he said that, he glanced at the words again, the deep affection in his eyes... Shen An bets that he has never been so affectionate towards his wife.

"The Shen family... is not short of money!" Shen An said calmly: "This is a peerless treasure. Can it be measured with money?"

"Yes!" the old man said with some disappointment: "The peerless treasure cannot be exchanged even if it costs a huge amount of money. It belongs to me Meng Lang."

The old man left, disappointed.

"Anbei!"

The Shen family usually has guests, such as Yang Zhuoxue's relatives and friends, Guoguo's best friends and so on.

But there are a lot of guests these days.

Su Shi is here, not only him, but also Su Xun.

"Brother Zizhan, this is..."

Su Xun didn't say anything when he came, just drank tea.

"I heard you have sticky notes?" Su Shi said directly: "I want to take a look."

"Haha!" Su Xun smiled, "I'm just here to ask about the stove. I'm old and I'm afraid I'll be poisoned by charcoal and die in the house."

After talking to this extent, Shen An asked someone to go to She Hui's place to get a set for the Su family and was responsible for the installation.

"That..." Su Xun looked at Su Shi, and Su Shi took out what he had brought.

"I had wanted to come here the day before yesterday, but I just thought that Guoguo didn't need a copybook. I and my father didn't sleep all night, so I wrote some."

I go!

Shen An looked at the bag of paper and couldn't help but feel extremely happy.

These are all words written seriously by Su Shi and his son, they can be called treasures!

"That Anbei!" Su Xun said awkwardly, "Where is the post-it note?"

Shen An understood, so he had to take out the post-it note and let Su Shi and his son enjoy it all afternoon.

Then Wang Anshi also came, saying that he wanted to get a stove and bathroom for the old lady.

Of course you can’t take this thing for free, but what should you give it as a gift?

The Shen family was not short of money, so Wang Anshi solemnly wrote several articles, mostly praising the exquisite miscellaneous studies.

"Mr. Lang, a guest is here."

"Mr. Lang, a guest is here."

"Mr. Lang..."

The weather is getting hotter, but there is a craze in the capital.

"Did you get an iron stove at home?"

"No, that iron stove looks simple, but only Izumokan can make it. Those made elsewhere are not good."

"Then go to Izumokan and buy it!"

"How to buy it? Izumo-kan didn't pay any attention to it at all. It was all brought out by the Shen family."

"Tsk!"

"This thing is really good. It's easy to use even on hot summer days. It's easy to use for directly burning coal and boiling water for cooking."

"Then why don't you go to Shen's house and give it a try?"

The two men were moved, so they went to Yulin Lane.

"My husband has taught the craftsmen how to make iron stoves. Many places in the capital are building them now. You can go and find them."

Zhuang Laoshi is very tired, but very fulfilling.

"Steward Zhuang, the Shen family turned away such a good business?"

Wang Tiande came and said very puzzledly: "Even if it is not short of money, it is a favor. Hey! An Bei is just too upright and will not sell favors. No wonder everyone says he is A model of the Song Dynasty."

Several wealthy businessmen who were traveling with him nodded in unison, and then asked to see Shen An.

"Hey, hey! Give way! My husband is here."

There was a commotion behind, and then a group of people came

Several servants wore gorgeous clothes and looked reserved.

"This is a noble slave. Who is the master?"

Everyone stayed away, and even Wang Tiande was a little curious about who this person was.

The man behind him dismounted and came over. A smile appeared on Zhuang Laoshi's face. He walked up to him and said with a smile, "Uncle Guo is here."

Cao Yi nodded, glanced at Wang Tiande and others, and then followed Zhuang Laoshi in.

"The iron stove in Anbei... I gave it to the empress in the palace... It's shoddy and unsightly made..."

Tsk!

Wang Tiande sighed: "Yes, the best one is the Izumo Temple, and Anbei has all the favors."

"Bring the gift in!"

Cao Yi turned around and shouted, an ox cart was pulled over, and then the slaves moved out several boxes from it.

"There is no one next to my uncle's house. When our ancestors were conquering the world for the Song Dynasty, they made a lot of calligraphy and paintings. Just bring them in."

Wang Tiande and several wealthy businessmen stared dumbfoundedly at the calligraphy and paintings being taken in, only then did they realize that they were bumpkins.

"What is money without money? Look at Duke Shen, he is playing calligraphy and painting. What else do you have after you spend all your money? Calligraphy and painting can be passed down from generation to generation!"

"What did An Bei say before..." Wang Tiande thought for a moment, "Yes, calligraphy and painting were prosperous, and gold was golden in troubled times. Isn't this the prosperous age of the Song Dynasty?"

"Yes, yes, the Song Dynasty is in its prime now."

The prosperous Song Dynasty was a little more calm. Just when Shen An and his wife looked at the gifts with joy, the Xixia envoy entered Bianliang City.

He went straight to the Privy Council to ask for an audience with Fu Bi.

Fu Bi sent people to ask Zhao Shu for instructions, and at the same time he sent people to ask Shen An.

"This matter is of great importance, and it is a great meritorious service!"

An official said excitedly: "At this moment, Li Liangzuo is dead and the Liang family is hanging up the curtain. The orphans and widowers will definitely be afraid. As long as they threaten, they can take back some old land even if they don't dare... That's a great achievement!"

Shen An was very busy. He was busy getting new teaching materials, so when he got the news, he said: "The envoy is the most wary at the moment. Let him wait for a few days and wait until his momentum subsides before going to see him again."

As the saying goes, it is the truth that one can make great efforts, then fail, and three times will be exhausted.

Get rid of his momentum first, and then talk. This is the way to communicate between the two countries.

Zhao Shu had no objection, and neither did Fu Bi, but the Xixia envoy came to announce the funeral and had to be contacted by an official.

The officials of the Privy Council took the envoy to settle it. After a conversation, the official proudly said that the Song Dynasty had defeated the Liao people, and now everyone was united and so on.

This is nothing.

The Xixia envoy replied lukewarmly, and the official was not angry, so he said something: Xixia is a small country with few people, so it is best to join forces with the Song Dynasty and let everyone go together to capture the Liao people.

"Bullshit." The messenger looked at the officials indifferently, "On that day, Xixia will be the food of the Song Dynasty."

The official was angry, "Isn't it now?"

The Song Dynasty has been very confident recently, and many people are talking privately, saying that it is time for the Song Dynasty to take action against Xixia.

The messenger became furious and then argued with the officials.

No one paid much attention to such disputes, but when the messenger pulled out a short blade and stabbed himself in the stomach, things got out of hand.

"What? He committed suicide?"

Fu Bi felt that he must have been too restless recently, so he had auditory hallucinations.

"Mr. Sir, after the argument, the envoy took out a knife and stabbed himself." The clerk who came to report almost collapsed.

The three countries have been in contact for many years. When did you ever hear about the envoy committing suicide?

The envoy committed suicide. There is no need to explain anything. The first impression of outsiders is that the Song Dynasty forced Xixia. The envoy was determined and refused to agree, and was finally forced to commit suicide.

In the past, the Song Dynasty was a weak chicken, and no one would speculate like this. But it’s different now!

"The Song Dynasty is now on an equal footing with the Liao people, so it is natural for them to bully Xixia."

Several officials temporarily acted as think tanks and began to analyze the matter.

"Those people will say that Xixia was originally the place of the Song Dynasty. The key is that the Song Dynasty has always regarded Xixia as rebellious over the years. So this kind of persecution makes sense."

"My lord, this is not good, very bad! Xixia people will go crazy."

"..."

Fu Bi was furious and immediately called the official.

"Ms. sir, I swear that I did not force you, but my words were harsh."

No one believed what the official said. After Zhao Shu learned about the incident, he ordered him to go home and wait for treatment.

But what should we do with the Xixia envoy lying dead outside the post house?

Zhao Shu had a splitting headache, "Tell Shen An to stop counting gifts at home and go quickly."

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The third update is here, good night!