Zhao Zhen's car drove away, and Wang Anshi and the prime ministers walked out together.

There is no sight to see in this weather, no one wants to stay for more.

Not far ahead, Chen An stood there, beside him a group of unpopular messengers.

Chen An said to Zhe Kexing: "Your archery is still a bit bad."

Damn it!

The archery technique of these three arrows hitting the heart is not good enough?

Are you bragging about the pen?!

Zhe Kexing lowered his head slightly, waiting for the teachings.

Chen An looked at the void with his hands in his arms, frowned slightly, and said, "When you only have the target in your eyes, this is the first level. This level seems good, but it is still a lot worse."

The prime ministers couldn't help but laugh, thinking that this guy didn't know anything about archery, that is, he just coaxed these foreign envoys.

Chen An didn't see them, he felt that he was standing above a peak, with thousands of ordinary people at his feet.

Life is lonely!

He said lightly: "The second level is to have arrows in your hand, no arrows in your heart, and lift the weight as if it is light."

Hey!

Everyone thought this was a bit mysterious. They thought it was a bit mysterious, but someone said, "If you have an arrow in your hand and no arrow in your heart, that is to aim with your heart, high! High!"

Zhe Kexing looked at Chen An with admiration, thinking that this was really right.

Those sharpshooters really don’t need to deliberately aim. After a lot of training, they just need to glance at the target and then shoot arrows to hit the target.

Could it be that Brother Anbei is a hidden archer?

Zhe Kexing remembered the terrible results on the target of Chen An every morning, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Could it be that Brother Anbei has been holding back and saving me face?

Chen An shook his head slightly and said, "Zhun, let's go back."

Yao Lian and his servants were right ahead, Guoguo was led by Aunt Chen and had already started to struggle.

Someone couldn't help asking, "Do you dare to ask Guan Yu, is there a third level of realm?"

Chen An stopped and frowned and said, "Yes."

He raised his head slightly and said, "The third level is the lack of arrows in his hand... Forget it, that level is just a legend."

He left with his hands behind his back, Guoguo in front broke free from Aunt Chen and rushed over cheering.

"elder brother……"

At this moment, Chen An laughed.

The smile was so pure, and the feeling of doting was beyond words.

Everyone remembered his masterly demeanor just now, and looked at his current appearance. He was clearly a brother who pampered his sister!

"There is no arrow in your hand, what is underneath?"

I feel itchy when I have good archery skills, so I keep thinking about it.

"I'm so cheap!"

Everyone was still thinking about it, and Jin Chengdao, who lost to bankruptcy, came staggeringly.

"I'm so mean, I actually believe that Chen An doesn't understand archery..."

Everyone looked at Chen An who was leaving melancholy, feeling that they had missed an opportunity to ask for advice.

The road was full of cheers, and countless young men ahead followed the Shen family's carriage, and the cheers of the "good men" were heard endlessly.

After arriving at Yulin Lane, Chen An was also stunned.

The neighbors all came out, men, women, young and old came out. Except for those who couldn't get up in bed, the entire neighbors in Yulin Lane were come out.

"God blesses the Song Dynasty!"

"Good man!"

The cheers from the neighbors were particularly loud, and the joy of honor made them shout with great effort.

The reputation of the old Shen family has been brought back a little! Chen An was excited and ordered: "Set up a banquet, calculate how many people there are in the alley. If you invite them all, put them in the alley."

The neighbors were even more happy now, and the cheers alarmed everyone in the streets and alleys next door.

Someone smiled coldly when he got the news, and then a censor handed over a memorial outside the palace.

Then Chen Zhongheng left the palace.

He arrived at Yulin Alley and saw tables densely placed inside, and the alley was full of earthen stoves. The cooks who were cooking looked familiar.

Isn’t that a vendor who makes steamed chicken at Zhouqiao Night Market?

He went in all the way, and after entering the Shen family, he found Chen An who had just come out of the shower.

"A censor impeached you just now and said that you were asking for someone to win the hearts of others, and I'm afraid there was some intention."

Chen An angrily said, "Isn't this nonsense! For the sake of the Song Dynasty, the neighbors just won some money and paid for the treat. Is it also a invitation to buy people's hearts? Isn't this nonsense?"

He said dissatisfiedly: "Does the official think so?"

Chen Zhongheng smiled and said, "That's not someone who left the palace, but Zhang Ba Nian."

He said: "The official scolded that person and made trouble for nothing."

This is almost the same. When Chen An was in a good mood, he shouted: "Ermei, get some delicious food for the official family."

"Yes, I know."

Zeng Ermei immediately became excited and almost wanted to go to the wall.

The food I cook is for the official to eat!

What a great glory is this?

If it spreads, those men who dislike me for being ugly will definitely regret it.

Chen Zhongheng said with disgust: "What good food can you have in your house? Someone can't eat anything in the palace... No, it's the official family can't eat anything in the palace."

Chen An saw his throat surging, and did not expose it. After the food was ready, he sent him out.

When the neighbors in the alley saw him coming out, the cheers of the good man rang again.

Chen An bowed with a smile: "Don't be polite, eat and drink well!"

"Thank you for your help!"

The place was cheering, but the other side of the Liao envoy was furious.

The Liao envoy knew that Chen An had written two poems, but many of them could write poems. He himself once wrote thousands of poems and could write a few poems every day, so he thought it was really nonsense.

So he thought Chen An was a sour and stinky literati.

So after he saw that the Song Dynasty was Chen An recommended companion, he looked down on it.

Then he fell down.

"...The first level is that there are only arrows in your eyes, the second level is that there are arrows in your hands, no arrows in your heart, and it is as if you lift them lightly; the third level is that there are no arrows in your hands... He didn't say it later, and it sounded very profound."

The Liao envoy was listening, his eyes were blank.

He walked out of the room and saw more than a dozen companions in the yard practicing arrows.

"There are arrows in your hand, but how can you not have arrows in your heart?"

call out!

The arrows were off the target.

"Hey! I can't find that profound feeling!"

call out!

Off-target again.

More than a dozen Liao people were tirelessly looking for Professor Chen An’s advanced archery skills, but they lost their own archery skills, and their grades were worse than those of beginners.

"Idiot, this is his lie!"

The Liao envoy didn't know why, but he felt a sense of anger in his stomach.

He rushed over, punched and scolded, "Get out! Get out!"

These Liao people didn't know what he was going crazy. Some people muttered that they had sent the wrong envoy this time, and they should have sent a The Legend of the Condor Heroes instead of this idiot.

"roll!"

The Liao envoy scolded angrily.

"Chen An is out!"

At this time someone shouted outside.
To be continued...