Chen An was beaten by Bao Zheng all the way away from the imperial city. The guards kept laughing until they could not see anyone.

The so-called Imperial Street is from Xuande Gate in the Imperial City to Nanxun Gate in the Outer City.

The long streets are still full of flowers, and there is no sign of the killing and blood of last night.

Chen An felt that his head was about to be photographed, so he turned left and arrived at Zhouqiao.

Bao Zheng followed up panting, then kept rubbing his palms that were painful because of slapping Chen An, and said, "You kid are just a lively deceptionist."

Chen An shouted injustice: "What's wrong with me? I'm honestly taking care of my sister at home."

Bao Zheng said angrily: "Tell me, tell me, did you do what happened last night?"

Chen An was stunned, and he didn't expect Lao Bao to have such a keen sense of smell.

"It's not me! I don't have that ability!"

Zhao Zhen and those people knew about this, and Chen An thought it would be better to keep it confidential.

"real?"

Facing Bao Zheng's suspicious gaze, Chen An said with a firm look: "Really, if it is not true, I..."

Bang!

Bao Zheng, who was in his early sixties, could actually jump up and then slapped Chen An and ran away with a slap.

The two ran one after another, and there was a night market ahead. The vendors were furious when they saw Chen An's appearance. A few of them were carrying kitchen knives to help him intercept the pursuers.

"Stop...stop! You...stop for me!"

When they saw the breathless Bao Zheng chasing behind them, they all embarrassedly took the weapon.

"Mr. Chen, run faster!"

"I'm going to catch up!"

Amid the joking sound, Chen An ran outside the Censorate and stopped.

The censor who was guarding the censor was staring blankly as his boss ran over in anger.

"You still... dare not..."

Bao Zheng's appearance made Chen An worry that he would fall down at any time, so he quickly supported him and said, "I dare not, I will never dare again."

The two of them entered the Censorate. When the censors saw Chen An supporting Bao Zheng, the expression on their faces was really wonderful.

Chen An actually entered the Censorate with a swagger, but came in with their boss.

Chen An helped Bao Zheng and walked slowly. Seeing the officials looking at this side, he nodded and smiled slightly.

A group of officials couldn't help but fall.

This guy actually thought we were welcoming him?

Amid a low voice of anger, Chen An and Bao Zheng walked in.

"You must have done it."

Bao Zheng's hand holding the teacup was trembling, and he could only speak normally if he slowed down.

He glanced at Chen An, who was not in trouble, and felt that aging was gradually eroding himself.

But then he thought of his son at home and warned himself to live hard.

"It's really nothing to do with me!"

Chen An was screaming, and Bao Zheng said coldly: "What happened last night and the next day, the official family asked you to enter the palace. Do you want you to send Liao envoys out of the country?"

Chen An said with a smile: "Official family..."

"Forget it, you need to say nothing."

Bao Zheng also felt that it was a bit wrong to ask about this. He gently patted his sore thighs and said, "If there was a trace of error last night, you would be the one who was surrounded and killed. OK, go ahead and stop doing this in the future."

This is like a child who has just ruined a few vegetables planted next door. When the adults found out, they casually warned him.

Chen An said yes with a smile, and then said, "Your body is not good!"

Bao Zheng shook his head and smiled and said, "If you can do it, you have to live without a single life. At least you have to live until your child is adult. Then you can feel at ease when you close your eyes."

Chen An nodded to express his understanding, Bao Zheng laughed and scolded: "What do you know, a teenager? Save more money quickly. Get married and have children after two years of delay. Then you will naturally know what I think."

Chen Anshi was dazed for a moment, and then said, "Humans are born with spirits, but people are born to age, so they feel lonely, need friends, and need the company of their wives... In the end, they have children. Without children, they will feel that they are empty and live in vain..."

Bao Zheng said in surprise: "You actually..."

He thought it was really a ghost. A young man could actually know what their old guy was thinking.

Seeing that Chen An had something to say, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Go and go, don't learn from the dusk of us old guys."

When Chen An left the Censorate, he encountered a group of yamen runners from Kaifeng Prefecture.

Chen An heard these yamen runners cursing, probably because they guarded the corpses of the Liao and Xixia people last night, but no one even cared about breakfast.

"...Oh no, Li San, the corpse of the deputy envoy of the Liao people... seems to have taken it wrong and taken it to the Xixia people."

When a group of yamen runners saw Chen An, they immediately looked fierce, fearing that he would hear what he had just said.

"He is the waiter."

Someone recognized Chen An, and instantly the yamen runners changed their faces and bowed to say hello, with great enthusiasm.

Everyone knows that the Shen family is irreconcilable with the Liao people.

Unless Chen Bian returns from Liao Kingdom alive, as his son, Chen An's biggest enemy in this life will be the Liao people.

Chen An bowed his hand with a smile, and then whispered: "It's OK to be wrong!"

The yamen runners were stunned, and then burst into laughter, and their feelings for Chen An became even more intimate.

Chen An was in a good mood. After returning home, he saw that Zhe Kexing had already left, so he asked about the letter.

Zhuang honestly said with some dissatisfaction: "Langjun, Zhelangjun wrote a letter to avoid writing, and then someone took away his letter."

"This is the foundation!"

Chen An knew that the Zhe family must be in Bianliang, and being cautious is a necessary quality for famous generals. With these two points, he felt that Zhe Ke's ability will not be bad after the show.

"elder brother!"

"Why!"

The days passed slowly. When the bloody battle between the Liao people and the Xixia people on the Imperial Street was still in the mouths of the people of Bianliang, a team of cavalry entered Bianliang City.

Chen An is still at home, and Zhe Kexing comes to study every now and then. Zhao Zhongzhen is studying recently and is said to have suffered from neck twisting. He is looking forward to someone who can save him from dire straits every day.

This savior is only Chen An, but Chen An is not available now.

Just at night, when Chen An was reading a book in the study, Zhe Kexing touched in like a ghost.

"Next time I enter the door, don't say hello, be careful of your luck!"

Chen An was very dissatisfied with Zhe Kexing's behavior of using his skills to be rude and insulting.

Zhe Kexing smiled, it seemed that he didn't take it seriously: "Brother Anbei, I'm afraid I can touch it even if I am here in the palace."

"Really?" Chen An reached out and pulled it down the table.

Zhe Kexing heard a puff sound from behind him, and slowly turned around and then became stunned.

Just below the door, a javelin was piercing to the ground, and its tail was still trembling.

Zhe Kexing's eyes moved upwards and saw a simple mechanism. He touched the top of his head and said in fear: "So cruel!"

Chen An went over and pulled out the javelin and said, "This was the mechanism to guard against the Liao people at that time, but now it is not available."

Zhe Kexing bowed and said, "Brother Anbei, my uncle has arrived in Bianliang."

"who?"

Chen An felt a little confused. The letter had been sent for less than a month, but Fuzhou was almost seven or eight hundred kilometers away from Bianliang...

"My uncle..."
Chapter completed!