The people from the Imperial City Department appeared near the Shen family without any concealment, which represents a reminder and warning.

Chen An, don’t make trouble lately!

Combined with what Zhao Yunrang said, Chen An knew that Zhao Zhen was really sick.

Once Zhao Zhen fell, the prime ministers would not panic, but the Imperial City Department would stare at important people, and Li Zhang would get news...

The news that the official family fell ill was only spread within a very small range, and no one risked the risk of being torn apart by Zhang Ba Nian.

Zhao Zhen has fallen ill a lot since he ascended the throne, so there is nothing to say about insiders. If you should celebrate the festival, you will celebrate it.

"It's the New Year!"

The door of the Shen family opened, and Guoguo, wearing a new dress, ran out with Huahua.

She stood outside the gate, turned around and looked at the peach talismans on both sides of the door, and shouted, "It's crooked!"

"No?"

Zhuang, who had pasted the peach talisman with his own hands, came out honestly. He looked left and right and did not notice that Guoguo had a grimace.

"Guoguo!"

Most of the children in the alley came out wearing new clothes.

Throughout the year, even the poorest families will try their best to buy new clothes for their children and will do their best to arrange the meal.

Guoguo stood in the middle, raised her head slightly, and said proudly: "I have candy!"

“I have, too!”

“I have a lot!”

A group of children are comparing proudly.

"I have malt sugar!"

“I have, too!”

"Mine is here, you guys see."

The children took out the candy they brought out to show off, and finally a white and tender hand reached in, with a white rabbit-shaped thing on it.

"What's this?"

"sugar!"

Guoguo said proudly: "This is not malt sugar, please try it."

She picked up her small purse and took out her, and took out more than a dozen small candies.

"Give it, one for each person."

The children got one, and after a taste, they were stunned.

“So sweet!”

"Not bad yet."

"Who made it?"

Guoguo said proudly: "It was my brother who made it, and I only gave it to me."

"Your brother is so awesome!"

Having a powerful brother is every child’s greatest wish, but Chen An does not have an older brother.

The existence of the journey is equal to non-existence. After staying in Bianliang for a long time, he felt that he had forgotten all the prefectures.

The kitchen was steaming hot, and Zeng Ermei took the spoon and there were many people helping the kitchen.

Zhe Kexing carried a wine pot and smelled the smell on the side.

"This is fish, it's just fried."

"This is elbow, steamed."

When drinking with the taste, Chen An felt that this guy would become the God of Baccarat sooner or later.

When it was night, the Shen family was brightly lit, as if it was daylight.

"Braised hoofs..."

"Tea shrimp!"

"Fried lamb chorizo..."

“…”

The dishes were placed on the table, and Guoguo pulled her sister-in-law next to her and wondered when she could start eating. She was obviously greedy.

This is the most sumptuous meal in the Shen family, with a total of 36 dishes, all of which are hard dishes.

What’s more, such as looking at the plate, are not popular in the Shen family. According to Chen An, we will eat affordable food.

Today is the last day of Jiayou's seventh year, so no matter how many people eat, they each sat down, Chen An raised his glass and said, "This glass of wine, I wish you peace and prosperity in the country."

The four wine glasses were gently touched, and joy gradually filled with joy...

...

The next morning, Chen An was dressed neatly, but news came from outside.

"The official family is not in good health, so the grand dynasty meeting will not be held."

"They all learned the news yesterday and were notified according to the level."

Depend on!

Chen An said angrily: "Well, my level should have been notified yesterday?"

The sergeant who came to inform him smiled bitterly: "Envoys from all countries have arrived long ago, but when they learned that the grand dynasty meeting was cancelled, they all started to make a fuss and forgot."

The Great Dynasty meeting was a very grand gathering, not only in the Song Dynasty, but also in the Liao Kingdom.

Every year, everyone will send envoys to congratulate each other at this time.

But the envoys from various countries who came to the Song Dynasty were lost.

The Song Dynasty did not hold a New Year's ceremony?

Then news came, saying that the Song Dynasty had a difficult financial situation, so Zhao Zhen simply found a reason to get sick and refused to do it.

"Who is thinking of this excuse? A good idea!"

Chen An felt that this idea was really good. After learning that it was Bao Zheng, he said helplessly: "Bao Gong wants to do it, it's best not to do anything."

...

"Bao Zheng has a good idea."

Zhao Zhen lay on the bed, his face looking a little better, but his breath was still a little unstable.

There was a bowl of yam soup on the small table next to it, but a white and tender hand covered it.

"The imperial doctor said that your body is a little hot and you can't eat mutton anymore, at least you can't eat it until it gets better."

Without waiting for Zhao Zhen to agree, Empress Cao gave the bowl of yell soup to Chen Zhongheng next to her.

"Take it out!"

Chen Zhongheng glanced at Zhao Zhen, who was helpless, and then took out the yummy soup.

"I...I'm fine."

Zhao Zhen felt that he had no big problem, so he refused to ban the swear words. The imperial doctors had no choice but to invite the queen.

Empress Cao knew that his willpower was weak, so she advised: "Let's eat it if you're done. I'll ask you to go to Xiongzhou later to buy some good sheep and feed them carefully all the way."

Zhao Zhen felt very aggrieved, so he didn't turn his face.

"The messengers are making trouble?"

"yes."

Zhang Banian, who had been standing next to him, only then looked up and looked at Zhao Zhen with solemn expression.

"The Liao envoy said that your health is probably not good, so you can't come out to see people..."

"interesting."

Zhao Zhen sneered: "The Liao people don't want me to die early... Why? Because they are poor. Once the successor wants to fight the Northern Expedition, regardless of success or not, the Liao people will only be poorer."

He said comfortably: "The biggest reason for the Chanyuan Alliance back then was poverty. If the Song Dynasty dragged on, the Liao people would be embarrassed. So unless it was a battle of scattered the country, the Liao people would be at most tens of thousands of people. Who could they destroy?"

Zhang Banian said with conscience: "Your Majesty is wise, it is indeed so."

Zhao Zhen sighed: "Shisanlang is steady, but his temperament is a bit sharp. If the Liao people anger him, they would raise an army to retaliate... But the Northern Expedition will not, so I am not worried about him."

His tone as if he was talking about the funeral made Empress Cao feel a little uncomfortable, so he advised: "Prince, please rest."

"I've been resting for too long."

Zhao Zhen said: "The bones are sore. What I worry most is Zhongzhen. The child seems gentle, but there is a sense of aura in his bones. If he is uneven, he will be whispering, and he would rather break than bend..."
To be continued...