"It's over, I believe it wrong."

Princess Ruibao slapped the letter in her hand on the table, thought for a moment, picked up the child and grabbed the letter and turned around and walked out of the room.

At this moment, in Qinglong Garden, Zhao Xing frowned and narrowed his eyes and held a letter in his hand: "I don't miss you 3,200 times a day, and I wish I could kiss you thousands of times, from head to toe."

"Huh... this turtle grandson." Zhao Xing cursed after reading it: "It makes people feel angry."

Yan Shu sat there with a strange expression: "It's a bit disgusting."

Zhao Xing tsk twice and continued reading: "It's the little tiger's teeth that are entangled in all kinds of ways, thinking that the country is beautiful, but they don't know that in my heart you are unparalleled. You are not even one millionth of charm and charm. You can't get it after thinking about it. One day, when you come home, you will definitely not let you get out of bed for three days."

Zhao Xing's expression became more and more distorted when he read this. He turned his head and looked at Yan Shu. Yan Shu was looking at the sky for a while and sighed for no reason: "Is this suitable for the official family?"

"Or... I'll kill you with a secret order." Zhao Xing slapped the letter on the table: "I've got goose bumps, but it made my grandfather disgusted."

At this time, the door outside was pushed open, Jin Ling'er walked in with a smile, put the letter in her hand in front of Zhao Xing, then pulled the letter in front of Zhao Xing, and turned around and left with a smile.

Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment, picked up the letter and looked at it a few times, then stood up and went straight to the little eunuch beside him kicked the little eunuch to the ground: "You trash!"

When the new letter arrived, Zhao Xing felt a lot more relieved after reading it, and the things inside became normal. The sticky and greasy stuff just now was a world of difference.

"It seems that this Liao Emperor is crazy." After reading it, Zhao Xing handed the letter to Yan Shu: "It's really ruthless."

"Is it okay to lust lust?" Yan Shu picked up the letter and read it. After reading it, he touched the beard on his chin and whispered: "The Liao Kingdom wants the New Army of the East China Sea."

"Well, I want the New Army of the East China Sea." Zhao Xing snorted coldly: "How is that possible? The New Army of the East China Sea is built by my hard work. For the New Army of the East China Sea, my palace will be postponed for several years. The Liao Kingdom said that it would be possible?"

Yan Shu put down the letter and pondered for a moment: "Officials, why not discuss the issue in this letter? How to combine Song and Liao into one without any misfortune."

Zhao Xing leaned on the chair and pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Let's go and go shopping on the street."

Yan Shu didn't understand why, but he still got up and walked out with Zhao Xing. When they went out, they happened to meet Jin Ling'er who was enjoying the cool air in the yard. Jin Ling'er leaned on the chair and pushed the shaking basket with her feet while reading the letter in her hand. When she saw Zhao Xing come out, she raised her head slightly: "Isn't you free for lunch today?"

"How do you talk to your brother!" Zhao Xing rolled his eyes: "That's right, you always speak like this? You are obscene and sticky."

"Can your husband and wife still have to write in official language?" Jin Ling'er said impatiently: "You are like this when you return to your own women? Even if the king of a country does not have to kneel down to do things?"

After hearing this, Zhao Xing and Yan Shu immediately covered their faces and left...

After walking out the door, Yan Shu said, "The Princess is indeed a perfect match for that guy."

"Who said no..."

Zhao Xing sighed, what can he do with his sister? Jin Ling'er has been like this for a day or two, and she is like this even though she is young. She speaks choking and fiercely.

After sighing together, they came to the street.

The king and his minister were aimlessly strolling on the street where the summer atmosphere was getting stronger. Zhao Xing was handsome. Women frequently glared at him, and even "accidentally" dropped handkerchiefs, embroidered shoes and other objects from the upper floor.

Yan Shu looked at him and still remembered that even when he was walking with Song Gou, the girls were glaring at him. Now, no one was concerned about him when he was hanging beside Zhao Xing...

"Are you sour?" Zhao Xing patted Yan Shu's belly: "Look at your belly."

Yan Shu had no choice but to look at the sky: "It's time to eat less."

There was a war in front, but there was a vibrant posture behind. Not far away, there were sounds of reading aloud from the wall of the Institute of Technology. I listened to it but it was not the Four Books and Five Classics, but the Workers' Rulers' Farming Times.

There are vendors in the alley standing at the entrance of the alley selling some fragments, rouge, water powder, soup cakes and wontons.

The shopkeepers at the door of the shop in the distance were smiling. The rich ladies and ladies from wealthy families carefully selected and compared each other in the shops. Some shops disliked each other and offered high discounts to attract business. Things that were needed to be paid in the past can now be easily obtained in just four or five hundred cents.

Some peddlers who were holding donkeys bought a large amount of daily necessities in the western market and put them in baskets. These people were specialized in rural businessmen, earning some price difference, and it was hard to do it, but they did earn a lot.

At this time, several laborers walked by Zhao Xing. They were joking loudly. Although they were covered in lime marks, they could still smile and say that they would marry Hua Jieer from the village head in another year.

But from when Song Gou's teenager suddenly became popular in China. Those white-faced scholars in blue often said the words in two sentences when expressing their ambitions, but they looked very fighting spirit.

There are also those teahouses, theaters, brothels, pleasure boats, and wine shops full of people, talking about business, having fun, relaxing, and enjoying it, all kinds of things.

Zhao Xing and Yan Shu walked around the city, as if they were walking around in a picture of various worlds.

In the end, Yan Shu was already sweating profusely, so the two of them found a quiet teahouse and ordered a pot of iced tea, some cut fruits and valuable crystal pastries, which were a top enjoyment.

"My dear, what did you see."

Yan Shu wiped his sweat, took a sip of the iced sweet water tea and ate a piece of sweet and sour jujube cake, and was silent for a moment: "It looks prosperous, noisy, chaotic, but vigorous."

Zhao Xing smiled and thought: "Does anyone think Da Song will lose?"

"No."

"That's right." Zhao Xing smiled: "The dog guy said something that made me deeply understand. A weak country will be benevolent, and a strong country will believe it. A country has trust, and the people will have a support. Those who rely on it will be independent. The foundation of establishment is the art. More skills will become skills, and more skill will be the country stronger. What we see is vitality, but that dog guy can see the foundation of a country. I have experienced the most desolate years of the Song Dynasty. When war is mentioned ahead, even the people thousands of miles away think about how to save their lives, and even hid in the mountains with their families."

Yan Shu nodded slightly: "I probably understand."

"It's good if you understand." Zhao Xing smiled and said, "You are still a little different from that dog, and you still have to study hard."

Yan Shu shook his head helplessly: "It is not easy to compare the official family like this. I think he is already a rare talent in the world, but he has no choice but to take over the fate of heaven. Who can compete with heaven? Fortunately, no one is perfect. If that person has greed in his heart, I am afraid the official family will not be able to sleep well."

"It's strange, why does he really want nothing? Put yourself in his shoes. I am definitely not allowed to accept such conditions as Emperor Liao. If you say that Emperor Liao can't give it to me."

Yan Shu was silent for a long time, touched his chin and whispered: "Actually, it's not impossible to grit his teeth."

Zhao Xing was stunned, reacted for a while, and then kicked Yan Shu horizontally on the calf, which made him scream in pain.

"It's disgusting!"

At this moment, far away in Xiangyang City, Song Beiyun, as the host, naturally had to accompany the guests to eat and have fun everywhere.

Xiaohuya changed into the clothes of her daughter's house, which was still the same Tang suit, cute and lazy. In this midsummer, she was paired with the shade of green trees in the city, which was completely refreshed.

"This place is much worse than that of Jinling City."

In the evening, Fo Baonu and Song Gou participated in the Midsummer Festival farming celebration. Straws were burning beside the city, and girls and young men walked through the lanterns prepared by the merchants, laughing freely.

There were many small stalls on both sides of the road that helped to help with cat eyes. Fo Baonu sat there with an old woman holding her chin and painting cat eyes on her forehead. She was also beating in her mouth and saying, "It's not as good as Liao Xindu."

Song Beiyun leaned under the banyan tree next to him, looking at the little tiger teeth with light makeup. He didn't look like the Liao emperor. He was clearly the kind of little princess who ran out of the mansion to play, without any serious aura that belonged to the emperor.

"Young man is so lucky. The lady is so beautiful. The old lady ordered cat eyes for more than a hundred people in one night. It is the best lady in the young man's family." The old woman who asked the cat eyes for the Fo Baonu put down her pen and looked at Fo Baonu: "The eyebrows and eyes are handsome, the heaven is full, and it is a sign of immortality at first glance. Little girl, you and your husband are in harmony. You are both like dragons and phoenixes among humans, but a pity... He lacks the Ziwei Star Type, and you are also a daughter. Otherwise, the old lady would think that you two are two emperors."

Fo Baonu was shocked and quickly called out: "The dog is here to pay!"

Song Beiyun had just turned around and bought a bowl of shredded pork noodles. When he heard Fo Baonu's call, he turned around and came over to pay the money. Fo Baonu hurriedly pulled Song Beiyun away.

"That old lady is so scary that she almost got noticed."

Xiao Song didn't care at all. After saying a word, he said, "You are also sick. People say you have the appearance of an emperor and you are so scared that you are out of your mind. People say you and I are a couple, so you call me here to pay."

"What does it matter?" Fo Baonu raised his hand in front of Song Gou and turned around: "I'm going out with you like this, can you still be a brother and sister?"

"You are older than me, you should be a sibling."

Fo Baonu snorted and pointed at the noodles in Song Beiyun's hand: "I want to eat too."

"I'll ask you for a bowl."

"No, I'll try it. I'll wait until there are a lot of delicious food later. I'll eat it slowly."

“I’ve eaten.”

"Then I didn't dislike you when you stuck your tongue into my mouth yesterday!"

Xiao Song expressed his doubts on his face: "Did you have any dreams yourself? I didn't see you yesterday. I never kissed you."

"Oh? Is that?" Fo Baonu's eyes rolled: "Then I want to eat noodles."
Chapter completed!