Chen An stood in the middle, looking at Chen Zhongheng with gentle eyes.

Chen Zhongheng avoided his sight and thought to himself that he should not harm me!

Zhao Zhen asked with his last hope: "Don't the mud and sand float in the water? Can they be taken down?"

This is his last hope.

Chen An stretched out his hand and his palms rose and fell.

Water has no normal shape, and the mud and sand wrapped inside will continue to settle.

Without words, Zhao Zhen remembered the rivers.

He looked at Chen An and nodded, "You... are very good."

Fu Bi held his head up, with more pain in his eyes, and said stubbornly: "Your Majesty, three days! The river ditches outside the city will only take three days. Try it then..."

Don’t look at the ancients with the knowledge system of later generations, otherwise you would not continue to commit suicide.

three times!

After Renzong, he came twice. At that time, the monarch and ministers stubbornly wanted to change the Yellow River back to the east, but there were still heavy casualties.

Hebei Road really has a grudge against the old Zhao family and has been flooded several times.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to follow you to ask the old people of that year tonight."

Zhao Zhen knew Fu Bi's pressure and also knew what he was insisting on.

The Song Dynasty needed a natural line of defense, that's all.

...

Today's Bianliang City is not quiet.

At first, people were arrested, and many officials were pulled out and taken to the Imperial City Department.

This is something wrong, something big happened!

Chen An walked out of the imperial city, and Zhao Zhongzhen and others were outside.

"Brother Anbei, I admire you!"

He bowed solemnly, Chen An looked up slightly at the sunset, and smiled and said, "I'm hungry."

Zhao Zhongzhen straightened his waist and said, "I have already booked the place."

"Anbei!"

Chen An turned around and saw the prime ministers coming out.

Fu Bi's lips were tightly pursed, and he refused to move when he walked outside the door.

Zhang Banian floated out, and Fu Bi said coldly: "The official family is already approved. We will be at the Imperial City Department tonight."

Zhang Banian's deep eyes flashed with a faint light, "I know, if you are brave, you can go."

Fu Bi said disdainfully: "I have nothing else, but I am brave enough."

Zhang Banian's eyes swept over the prime ministers and said, "The Imperial City Secretary welcomes you all."

He turned around and gradually disappeared into the dusk.

Fu Bi walked over and said solemnly: "I only have the Song Dynasty in my heart."

I have never had a selfless grudge against you. No matter how you mock me today, no matter how I suppress you, all my purpose is business.

Chen An didn't expect that he was explaining, so he said seriously: "Someone took the risk to object, not for himself."

The Yellow River bleves could not affect me, and even the Jin army went south to the south. At worst, the whole family could go to the south early and go to sea again...

Fu Bi looked at him, and finally nodded, saying, "If you are right, I apologize."

He said it very lightly, but the prime ministers couldn't help but look at him sideways.

Fu Bi values ​​his prestige the most. What do you want to spit on your face today?

Chen An nodded, then left with Zhao Zhongzhen.

The two of them walked along the way. At night, Bianliang City was brightly lit and the sound was noisy like a market.

"here."

Zhao Zhongzhen pointed to the side and said.

Chen An looked up, then recalled for a moment, and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Isn't this the brothel?"

Zhao Zhongzhen smiled and said, "Yes! It's a replacement."

The last time they came to this brothel to have a drink, they were discriminated against by the women inside because they were too young.

If you discriminate, you can also cheat and intimidate money.

In the end, Bao Zheng happened to wander around with his son in his arms. The whole family caught their current situation and was banned.

Now the boss has changed here, and the two of them have walked in.

"Two ladies, guests are here..."

Women came in the lights.

"Mr...."

"Ouch! What a handsome boy, come!"

Zhao Zhongzhen had no expression on his face, but actually his feet were weak. He whispered to Yang Mo beside him: "What will they...what will they do?"

Yang Mo smiled and said, "Little Langjun, they will..."

They will swallow you, the unstoppable little rooster, alive.

Zhao Zhongzhen was a little trembling. This time it was different from last time. He grew taller...

Last time, those women didn't treat him as a man, but this time it was different.

Some people scream at the age of thirteen!

Chen An is completely mature. In the eyes of these women, such a boy is just right, not greasy, but just a young man.

Just as men like young women, women also like young people...

"Mr...."

A woman rushed over. Chen An had no time to hide, but she threw herself into her arms, and then a smell of powder came to her nose.

"that……"

Chen An frowned and pushed him away, but retreated to the wrong place. A moan suddenly came, and then the woman said softly: "My husband is so anxious, I don't rely on him..."

He said he refused to support himself, but his body leaned over. Chen An hurriedly flashed by and then came into the room first.

"oops!"

The woman threw Chen An and threw Yang Mo down...

Zhao Zhongzhen rushed into the room with a pale face, sat beside Shen An, and whispered: "So fierce."

Chen An smiled and said, "Women are tigers. You are still young. Don't touch them before you become an adult, otherwise you will be scraping your bones."

Zhao Zhongzhen nodded and said, "Brother Anbei, you are famous."

"What does it mean?"

Zhao Zhongzhen said proudly: "Now someone outside knows that you have stopped you from diversion of the Yellow River, and the people are applauding!"

The people didn't know what line of defense, but they knew that the whole family drowned countless people last time.

If you do it again, everyone will quickly write to their relatives on Hebei Road, and letting them move is the best way.

The dishes are started, they are cold dishes.

"Come on wine."

Chen An pressed his temple, his cheeks bulged, obviously gritting his teeth.

"Sick?"

Zhao Zhongzhen asked with concern.

Chen An shook his head and said, "No, it's just a headache."

"Today, I have spent a lot of effort on competing with the prime ministers. The key is..."

Chen An let go of his hand and said lightly: "I'm not happy!"

“Why?”

Zhao Zhongzhen secretly drank a glass of wine, and then asked guiltily.

Chen An saw his little move, but this was brewing wine, and the degree was very low, so he pretended not to see it.

Yang Mo blinked hard on the side and signaled that Zhao Zhongzhen would make an exception.

Zhao Zhongzhen glared at him and said, "Is it the official?"
To be continued...