Weiming Ashan, with more than 30 people from Xixia, turned around and wanted to leave the Honglu Temple.

The gate of the side courtyard was filled with yamen runners, and these yamen runners held the handles of their knives and looked cold.

"You are foreign envoys. Without the permission of Fan Siqing, you must not leave without permission! Everyone, go back!" The leading yamen runner held the hilt and shouted loudly.

"Don't be rude, say it again!"

A tall man next to Wei Ming Ashan took a step forward, drew his knife and hit the neck of the leading yamen runner.

The yamen runners of the Honglu Temple were shocked and pulled out their knives, shouting loudly: "Put down the knives!"

"This is my Song Dynasty, put down my knife!"

"lay down!"

More than a dozen yamen runners held up their swords, angry and scared.

They were angry that these Xia people were ungrateful and arrogant, but they did not expect that these people would draw their swords to kill people if they had any disagreements!

Wei Ming Ashan looked at the yamen runners of the Honglu Temple with a cold expression and said, "What are you guys? No one dared to speak loudly in front of me! Get out of here, otherwise, I will kill you all, what else can you do to me? My 300,000 troops in Daxia are enough to flatten your Song State!"

These yamen runners had an angry face and refused to retreat with their swords.

The leading yamen runner with a knife was calm and his neck was stammering, and he said, "This is my Song Dynasty. Don't be arrogant. Kill me, you can't go back!"

Wei Ming Ashan stared at the leading yamen runner, his obscure eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "I'll kill you and try to see if you Song people have the backbone to kill me!"

As soon as Wei Ming Ashan finished speaking, the blade of the Xixia man holding the knife immediately approached the neck of the leading yamen runner, and a trace of blood could be seen oozing out!

"stop!"

"stop!"

"stop!"

The runners of the Honglu Temple were shocked, shouted loudly, and walked forward with a knife.

The leading yamen runner felt the stinging pain in his neck, his whole body was cold, and he was still motionless, his eyes full of anger and hatred.

Wei Ming Ashan's eyes flashed with a strange look when he saw the yamen runners of the Honglu Temple. Why do these Song people seem to be different from before?

"Put down the knife."

At this moment, a team of guards with purple hats and black boots stepped in, and the person walking in front said in a frivolous tone.

Wei Ming Ashan stared at the young man who looked like he was seventeen or eighteen years old, looked at his momentum, sneered, and said, "Where did you come out of the reptile? Which husband is your father? Tell me and I'll listen to it. Maybe I know you, give you a bargain and call me uncle."

He did not notice that the yamen runners of the Honglu Temple looked at the young man with a look of fear.

Cai You looked at these Xixia people, and said carelessly, "What else do you barbarians do besides fighting and killing? OK, that knife holder, if he dies, I will chop you into meat paste."

The Xixia man holding the knife stared at Cai You, his face showed murderous intent, showed his big white teeth, and said in a stern manner: "Chop it into meat paste? Come and try it."

The runners of the Honglu Temple were nervous. Not only did these people from the Imperial City Division kill people in the street, but they tortured to death in that prison, but they were afraid of ghosts and sorrows.

They don’t care about the people of the Imperial City and the Xixia people, and they don’t want to implicate their heads!

The yamen runner who was held on his neck was also looking at Cai You with some anxiety, worried that Cai You would do whatever he wanted to talk despite his life.

Before he could speak, Cai You reached out to clean his ears and said to himself: "I hate fighting and killing the most, there is no fun."

As he said that, he waved his hand with his ears.

The guards behind him suddenly strode forward, and more than ten people took out short crossbows from behind and pointed them at the Xixia people.

Cai You looked at Wei Ming Ashan and said lightly: "These short crossbows are specially made by military weapons. They are short and concise, and they are poisoned. As long as they are shot, they will be killed forever."

Wei Ming Ashan's face was gloomy, but his eyes were deep and calm.

He saw that these Song people were very different from the past and were very tough!

Wei Ming Ashan suddenly felt bad in his heart, and gave his subordinate holding the knife a look, stared at Cai You, and said coldly: "At your age, you can wear the fifth-rank official uniform. It seems that you have a great origin, but I am sure that you dare not attack us, you can't bear it!"

Cai You took out his ears and said, "I'm just annoying you guys. I still have a lot of things to do and I don't have time to waste with you. I count three times, release people, hand over the weapons, and stay honestly in this yard. Three..."

Wei Ming Ashan's face was gloomy and he sneered: "I am the Daxia royal family. I don't believe you dare to kill me!"

Cai You looked indifferent and continued to snatch his ears, as if he felt a little pain, and gritted his teeth and said, "Two..."

This time it was not just Weiming Ashan. The Xia people around him became nervous, and the short crossbows looked very dangerous. This is also the capital of the Song people.

The yamen runners at the Honglu Temple were even more nervous, holding the hilt of the knife, looking fierce and hesitant - most of them had never seen blood, let alone killed anyone!

Cai You took his ears, Yu Guang looked at Wei Ming Ashan, slowly raised his left hand and said, "One..."

Wei Ming's eyes became deeper and deeper. He stared at Cai You, and his heart was filled with anger. He stared at Cai You's hand and pressed the arm of his subordinate beside him.

The subordinate's face looked grim and slowly lowered his knife.

Cai You snorted and said, "Sure enough, you barbarians need to teach them a lesson. Hand over all the weapons."

Seeing that Cai You's man holding a short crossbow and never gave up, Wei Ming Ashan still looked at them with a gloomy face and said, "I, Daxia warrior, hold a knife when I sleep. If you want us to cut the knife, just do it!"

After he finished speaking, more than 30 Xixia people drew their swords at the same time, and the fierce spirit of Dangdang was facing Cai You with a vicious look.

They are all good players who choose from one in a hundred, and they dare not say that they are ten, but it is no problem to fight thirty people against fifty or sixty people.

That is, the short crossbow in the hands of those who are afraid of Cai You.

Cai You stared at Wei Ming Ashan, thinking about Zhang Dun's explanation, and his murderous intent gradually floated on his face, and his right hand moved slightly.

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Suddenly, dense footsteps sounded behind Cai You, and teams of Imperial City Guards rushed over, and even rolled into the yard from the wall behind Weiming Ashan. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people, dozens of people were holding short crossbows to Weiming Ashan.

The yamen runners at the Honglu Temple were shocked and retreated one after another.

The Imperial City Department’s big move is obviously to be rude to the envoy of Xia Kingdom!

These yamen runners looked at each other and looked frightened.

Although they were angry, they also knew that the two countries were about to fight and the envoys of Xia State could not move easily!

Wei Ming Ashan and his men, seeing that they were surrounded by front and back, many people were afraid and looked at each other, and panickedly looked at Wei Ming Ashan again.

Wei Ming Ashan has a gloomy face, his eyes are flashing, and his heart is filled with tides.

The Song people really want to attack them!

So confident? Or bluff?

Weiming Ashan heard a lot of news along the way, more of which were fighting between the emperors and empresses of the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty court was in chaos and internal strife.

Wei Ming Ashan was undecided, but his 300,000 troops in Daxia attacked Song, which was of great importance. He had to find enough news to send it back, and there was no strife with impulse!

Wei Ming Ashan secretly suppressed his anger and looked at Cai You with his eyes, as if he was looking at a corpse, and said in a indifferent tone: "Put down the weapon."

Although the people of Xixia were unwilling to accept it, they did not dare to disobey. They threw away their weapons one by one and stood aside in anger.

Cai You looked more mocking, and raised his hand to order people to take away these weapons. He then walked forward a few steps, looked at Wei Ming Ashan, and said with a smile: "He is a guest from afar, and I am the most hospitality in the Song Dynasty. From now on, you will stay here, eat, drink and sleep well. What brothel song shops are not suitable for the identity of an envoy, Your Highness Wei Ming, what do you think?"

Wei Ming Ashan listened to the warning that Cai You slapped his face, and his uncertain expression suddenly became calm. After twitching the corners of his mouth, he said lightly: "When will I see your emperor? I brought the letter of nationality."

When Cai You saw Wei Ming Ashan obediently, he turned around and said aloud: "Waiting for the decree."

The imperial guards of the Imperial City Division followed him, and the arrangements inside and outside made the surrounding Honglu Temple scatter.

Wei Ming Ashan's subordinates were angry and shouted in other words, but were suppressed by Wei Ming Ashan. He stared at Cai You's back, feeling unpredictable.

The Song people's reaction was too strong, not like bluffs at all.

What are they going to do? Will they do the five-way summer battle again?

Do they still have this strength?

Cai You didn't care what Wei Ming Ashan thought, and after the settlement, he hurriedly left.

Kaifeng City has been very uneasy recently. He, the commander of the Imperial City Command, has too many things to do!

The yamen runners of the Honglu Temple left without saying a word, and looked at each other without knowing what was going on, and were confused.

But what made them happy was that Cai You, the "living King of Hell" they had hated in the past, was even more tough in dealing with the Xia people and did not deteriorate the prestige of their Song Dynasty!

At this time, Fan Zuyu had already arrived at the green tiled house and reported it to Zhang Dun in front.

Zhang Dun looked calm and said, "The Xia people are mostly bluffing. I have made arrangements long ago, so you don't need to do anything."

Fan Zuyu was a little worried and said, "My husband, the Xia people are coming in a fierce manner, and this envoy is also very domineering. The road to Huanqing may be very dangerous."

Zhang Dun glanced at him and said, "These Majesties and the court have attached great importance to it. Don't say things that shouldn't be said. The atmosphere of fear of war in the court is strong enough."

Even within the "New Party", they had different views on the war between the Western Xia. After all, the disastrous defeat of the Shenzong dynasty in the five-way attack on Xia was the period when the "New Party" was in power, and it did not last long and they were deeply remembered.

Fan Zuyu hesitated and said, "My husband, do you really want to incorporate the seven temples into the six ministries? In this way, the six ministries are too inflated and have too much power and duties. Not only can they not improve the speed of work, but they may not be able to stop political affairs."

Even though Zhang Dun had no expression on his face, he was harsh, comparable to a strict teacher. He did not look at Fan Zuyu, and examined the "Fang Tianjun Tax Law" in front of him, saying: "The court is restructuring and needs to sort out the powers and duties. The powers and duties of the six ministries and seven temples are intertwined, which is really complicated. The Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites overlap the most, so merger is inevitable, so don't think too much."

Fan Zuyu's expression was entangled, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhang Dun turned his head to look at Cai Bian and said, "Where is Your Majesty?"

Cai Bian was busy writing things and said casually: "It should be in the confidential room, and the official has been there for the most time recently."

Just as Zhang Dun was about to speak, an imperial guard suddenly ran in and said to Zhang Dun: "Grandpa Zhang, King Yan has left Cining Hall and is here."
Chapter completed!