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Zhao Yun returned with satisfaction, and then Shen An would naturally send someone to get him a bathroom.

The time stickers are installed in a wooden box that I do n’t know what kind of things. After opening, there are still several layers of packaging, which shows that Zhao Yunrang was careful.

Shen An took the word out carefully, placed it on the table, and immersed it in it.

Later generations he heard the name of Ji Shi posted, but it is not true.

I can see the authenticity at this moment, and it is still a ‘cluster’. Shen An ca n’t help but revel in it, even without dinner.

The first four words "Ji Shi Qing Xin" let Shen An taste for a long time, and the subsequent words are more subtle.

"It's really like the sky and the sky!"

Shen An couldn't help being intoxicated.

And what he did not know was that after a few days, an elder clan also sought Zhao Yunrang, saying that he wanted to post when he wanted to learn.

"Send Shen An."

Wipe!

The elder of the clan felt that Zhao Yun was crazy, and gave away such precious paintings.

Zhao Yun let smugly took him to see his iron stove and the newly remodeled bathroom, and the elder was almost jealous and mad.

Winter days are a pass for the elderly, as are early spring and late autumn.

It is easy to cause problems if you are not careful about heating. Every year, old people are poisoned by charcoal burning pots, which makes people feel depressed every winter.

The iron stove with smoke pipe is like an artifact, which perfectly solves their heating problem and does not affect health. Even putting a copper kettle on the stove can make your throat and lungs more comfortable.

This is an artifact!

The elder clan is a big mouth. After going out, he said these two things. He was the first to go to Shen ’s house.

I go!

This is an elder!

Even if he is not a clan, he does n’t dare to accept this statement because of his age! So he quickly welcomed the old man into the house.

"The old man wants to see the accumulated time ..."

Shen An couldn't help but had to show him.

Seeing him reach out and follow the lines above the words, Shen An would like to cover it with a layer of glass, oh no, it is crystal.

Yes!

Cover with crystals?

Shen An thought of the calligraphy and paintings he had seen in the museum in his previous life, but he immediately felt very suffocated.

This is my thing. I want to see what I want.

Why should there be a glass?

That kind of feeling ... how is it like it is across ... the feeling of tickling across the boot.

This is not good, very bad!

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

"What?" Shen An was a little surprised.

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

The old man nodded, "The old man still has some savings."

Anyone who has ever seen the post-it would probably want to take it home and enjoy it slowly.

At that time, Li Shimin loved Wang Xizhi's calligraphy works alone, and Yu Shinan's two masters, whose works were exquisite, were deeply loved by Li Shimin.

There are still a few works of this big brother in the Song Dynasty, and in the later generations, it is almost a rare existence.

So sticky notes can be called peerless treasures.

But now someone asks how much it is.

Shen An couldn't help laughing.

"This ... this is not a matter of money." He decided to give the old man a face.

But the old man insisted: "You say a price."

Said he glanced at the word again, the affection in his eyes ... Shen An bet, he has never been so affectionate to his wife.

"Shen's family ... not bad money!" Shen An said lightly: "This is a peerless treasure, can it be measured by money?"

"Yeah!" The old man said with some disappointment: "Peerless treasures, even if they can't be exchanged with the capital of the city, are the old men Meng Lang."

The old man was gone, very disappointed.

"Anbei!"

Shen's family usually has guests, such as Yang Zhuoxue's relatives and friends, Guoguo's girlfriends or something.

These days, there are especially many guests.

Su Shi is here, not just him, but Su Xun.

"Brother Zi Zhan, this is ..."

Su Xun didn't speak when he came, just drinking tea.

"I heard you have a sticky note?" Su Shi said very directly: "Some want to see."

"Hehe!" Su Xun smiled. "The old man just came to ask about the stove. When he got old, he would die of charcoal poison and die in the house."

Speaking of this degree, Shen An asked people to go to Shehui, get a set for the Su family, and was also responsible for installation.

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

"I wanted to come the day before yesterday, just thinking that Guoguo is not a bad copybook? Someone and his father didn't sleep all night, so they wrote some."

I go!

Shen An looked at the bag of papers, and she couldn't help but rejoice.

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

"That Anbei!" Su Xun said a little embarrassedly: "Is sticky notes available?"

Shen An understood that he had to take out a sticky note to let Su Shi and his son enjoy the afternoon.

Then Wang Anshi also came and said that he was making a stove and bathroom for the old lady.

Of course, this thing can't be taken in vain, but what can I give?

Shen's family is not short of money, Wang Anshi rewrote several articles on Zheng.

"Lang Jun, a guest is here."

"Lang Jun, a guest is here."

"Lang Jun ......"

The weather is starting to get hot, but the capital has set off a boom.

"Have you got an iron stove?"

"No, that iron stove looks simple, but only Izumokan can get it. It's not good to get it elsewhere."

"Then go to Izumokan to buy!"

"How to buy? Izumokan overwhelmingly unreasonable, all from the Shen family."

"Hey!"

"This thing is really good, even in the hot summer days, it is easy to use, directly burning coal, cooking and boiling water."

"Would you like to try Shen's?"

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

"My family Lang Jun has already taught the craftsmanship of the iron stove to those craftsmen. Many places in the capital are now being built. Wait for you to find it."

Zhuang honestly tired, but very fulfilling.

"Zhuang Butler, the Shen family turned out such a good business?"

Wang Tiande came, very puzzled and said: "Even if it is not bad, but this is a human relationship. Hey! An Bei, this person, is too honest, no human sentiment, no wonder everyone says he is Great Song model. "

Several noble merchants in the same industry nodded together, and then asked to see Shen An.

"Hey hey! Let it be! My Langjun is here."

There was a lot of noise behind, and then a group of people came

Several servants wore gorgeous clothes and looked reserved.

"This is a giant slave, who is the host?"

Everyone avoided the side, even Wang Tiande was a little curious about who this person was.

The man behind dismounted, Zhuang honestly piled a smile on his face, and greeted him with a smile: "The uncle actually came."

Cao Fei nodded, glanced at Wang Tiande and others, then followed Zhuang honestly.

"The iron stove in the Anbei Lane ... The lady in the palace is so good for one ... The rough making outside is unsightly ..."

Hey!

Wang Tiande sighed: "Yes, the best is the Izumo Temple, Anbei has all the human feelings."

"Gifts come in!"

Cao Fei turned around and shouted, a bullock cart was pulled over, and then the tyrants moved out several boxes from inside.

"There is not next to the uncle's house. When the ancestors played the world for the Song Dynasty, he made a lot of paintings and calligraphy, just carry it in."

Wang Tiande and several merchants looked at the calligraphy and paintings dumbfounded, only to know that they were dumplings.

"What is money or not? Look at Shen Jungong. People are playing calligraphy and painting. What else do you have after spending your money? Can calligraphy and painting be a heir!"

"What did Anbei say before ..." Wang Tiande thought about it, "Yes, heyday paintings and calligraphy, chaotic gold. Isn't this great Song the heyday?"

"Yes, yes, today's Great Song is the heyday."

The great Song of the prosperous world was a little more calm, and when the two of Shen An looked at the gifts and rejoiced in their hearts, the messenger of Xixia entered the Bianliang City.

He went straight to the Privy Council to see Fubi.

Fubi sent someone to ask Zhao Shu while sending someone to ask Shen An.

"This is an important matter, and it's great to make a contribution!"

An official said excitedly: "At this moment Li Liangzuo is killed, Liang's curtain falls, orphans and widows will certainly be afraid, as long as they threaten, they can take back some old land ... That's great work!"

Shen An was very busy. He was busy getting new textbooks, so when he got the news, he said: "The messenger has the strongest vigilance at the moment. Let him air for a few days, and wait for him to go down to see him again."

Is the so-called truth, and then decline, and exhaustion is the truth.

First let him down, and then talk, this is the means of communication between the two countries.

Zhao Shu had no opinion, and Fu Bi also had no opinion, but the Xixia messenger came to report the funeral, and officials had to contact him.

The officials of the Privy Council took the messengers to settle down. After some talk, the official said proudly that the Song Dynasty had defeated the Liao people. Nowadays, it is very ridiculous to go up and down.

This is nothing.

The messenger of Xixia returned a few words lukewarmly, and the officials did not feel annoyed, so they said something. It ’s best to join forces with the Song Dynasty in the small country of Xixia. Let's go to the Liao people together.

"Null talk." The messenger looked at the officials indifferently, "On that day, Xixia is the food of Da Song's mouth."

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

The top and bottom of the Song Dynasty have been full of confidence recently. Many people talked in private, saying that Song should start with Xixia.

The messenger was furious and then argued with the officials.

No one cares about such disputes, but when the messenger pulls out his short blade and stabs it in his stomach, things get out of control.

"What? He killed himself?"

Fubi felt that he must have been too blatant recently ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ so the auditory hallucination appeared.

"Xiang Gong, the messenger took out a knife and gave himself a knife after arguing." The official who came to the report almost collapsed.

The three countries have been in contact for many years. When have you heard about the messenger committing suicide?

The messenger committed suicide without explaining anything. The first impression of outsiders was that the Song Dynasty forced Xixia, the messenger refused to agree, and was finally forced to commit suicide.

Before Song was a weak chicken, no one would speculate so. But now it is different!

"Da Song is now on par with the Liao people, and bullying Xixia is a matter of course."

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

"Those people would say that Xixia was originally the place of the Song Dynasty. The key point is that the Song Dynasty has regarded Xixia as a rebellion for all these years. So such persecution makes sense.

"Xiang Gong, this matter is not good, very bad! Xixia people will be crazy."

"......"

Fubi was furious, and immediately called the official.

"Xiang Gong, swearing by the official did not force him, but his words were stronger."

No one believed the official ’s words. After Zhao Shu learned the matter, he ordered him to go home and wait for disposal.

What should the Xixia messenger who can stand dead outside the post?

Zhao Shu had a headache, "Send Shen An not to count the gifts at home, hurry and go."

……

The third one is delivered, good night!