Chen Zhongheng never felt that he would have the chance to stay away from Bianliang, so when he was sent by Zhao Shu to the delegation as Chen An's deputy, he was shocked.

As an eunuch, he lost the symbol of a man, but he still yearned for those golden swords and iron horses and the flying snow outside the border.

"Look at the sun, Lao Chen, there is no snow in this season, so don't think about it."

The mission walked slowly under the bright sun in the northwest. Chen Zhongheng covered his eyebrows with his hands, squinted his eyes at the blue sky, and said in a tangled manner: "This is no different from Bianliang!"

"After another period."

The mission traveled for another day, and the next day, after turning a mountain, the front suddenly became clear.

"Old Chen, how about it?"

Chen An asked, pointing ahead.

There are grasslands ahead, endless, and all the places you can see are green.

"What a good place!"

Chen Zhongheng knew that his trip was to supervise negotiations, and to see what the Northwest was like for the officials.

He has been paying attention to the terrain and people's livelihood along the way, and has no time to enjoy the scenery.

At this moment, he threw those tasks aside and asked, "Will you get lost here?"

Chen An shook his head, "I'm sure you can't get lost."

"So... I went."

Chen Zhongheng had the heart of a literary youth, but was hidden deep in the palace. After seeing the grassland today, he became turbulent and was out of control.

He rode his horse out, and some of the accompanying guards wanted to follow him, but he refused.

Literary young people want to whistle to the sky, but they will feel ashamed to be heard.

Chen An stopped the guards with a smile, and everyone witnessed Chen Zhongheng disappearing in front of him.

“Start off!”

It is two days away from Qingjian City, and Chen An is not in a hurry at all.

Chewing the jerky I bought yesterday in his mouth and putting on the felt hat, Chen An was watching the scenery leisurely like a hiker.

"The sky is vast and the wilderness is vast. The wind blows the grass and sees cattle and sheep."

Some people grazed not far away, but the scale was not large, with only dozens of sheep.

"Mr. I have to be careful when the Xixia people were proud of me in the past."

The days without enemies made Huang Chun feel very difficult and could not reflect his own value.

"Now they can't be proud." Chen An couldn't help laughing when he remembered Li Liangzuo's current days.

Xixia was originally in a scattered state, and various forces were forcibly pinched together by the Li family. They seemed powerful, but internal struggles made it impossible for them to form a joint force, and no matter how they developed, they could not become a giant like the Liao and Song dynasties.

In history, they have been fighting with Liao and Song like a peaceful boss, and they are also fighting within themselves.

Li Liangzuo was actually similar to Zhao Zhen. Both succeeded to the throne at a young age, and Zhao Zhen was even worse than him. There was a strong woman above his head, a woman who almost became the emperor.

But the Song Dynasty had a strong inertia. The prime ministers and important officials all kept this inertia carefully, and even Liu E didn't dare to touch this inertia easily, so Zhao Zhen was able to grasp power smoothly.

Li Liangzuo was different. The forces within Xixia were not convinced that he, a half-aged child, was the emperor, and there were many troubles.

It turned out that when Wu Zang Epang was still alive, he could at least suppress those opposition voices. After he was killed by Li Liangzuo, Western Xia would be lively.

The Liao people were obviously also staring at Xixia. Once they found an opportunity, they would take action without hesitation.

As long as the Western Xia can be destroyed, the Liao people will show their fangs to the Song Dynasty and will never be afraid of anything again.

The Three Kingdoms are three points, and the situation is balanced when all three points exist.

An hour passed, but Chen Zhongheng did not come.

The accompanying guards were a little anxious and came to ask for instructions, "The Marquis of Return, the villain wants to go and find Chen Duzhi."

Chen An shook his head, "No need to worry."

He was the official envoy, and before Zhao Shu removed him from his post, he was the one who made the decision on this trip.

So the guards secretly complained in their hearts, but did not dare to question them.

It was not until the afternoon that Chen Zhongheng, who was in a mess, returned to the brigade.

"I just want to see more scenery."

He tried to defend himself calmly, but he was in a messy manner in which he ate dry cakes and drank water, but Chen An knew that he was lost.

"Why not go find someone?"

Chen Zhongheng was obviously worried and even blamed Chen An for not caring about him.

"It's rumored that there is a ghost here. Once he finds that someone is alone, he will pretend to be a beautiful woman to tempt him. As long as the person gets hooked, she will suck all the energy in her body... and finally become an empty skin."

Two cavalry came from afar, but they were the village soldiers. They quietly walked around from the side and returned to the team behind.

Chen Zhongheng shivered on the horse's back and said in surprise: "No way."

"What do you think?"

Chen An stopped talking, but Chen Zhongheng was a little panicked and went to ask someone for questions.

No one knew this legend, but Chen Zhongheng became more and more scared.

"Langjun, why do you want to scare him?" Huang Chun felt that Chen An was playing a prank, but he didn't look very much like him.

Chen An whispered: "This is the first time Chen Zhongheng went out to participate in major affairs. He was a little overly excited. He was asking about related matters along the way, and even pointing fingers... This is human nature, but I can't sit and watch him slide into the abyss, so I scared him."

There are all kinds of powers. Once Chen Zhongheng tastes the sweetness, who knows whether he will become a greedy guy in the future and often wants to interfere in the government affairs.

As an old friend, Chen An felt that it was necessary to sound a wake-up call for him.

Huang Chun said puzzledly: "Then how did you know he met a woman?"

"He has a fragrance on his body. This road... Qingjian City needs a female trick, so he probably gave a lot of money to ask for directions."

Chen An thought that when Chen Zhongheng got lost on the grassland and couldn't even find the direction, a small convoy suddenly appeared and asked him to give him money and give him the way.

Chen An said gloatingly: "I'm calling you Wenqing, you're happy."

Chen Zhongheng came back and asked calmly: "Anbei, is this true?"

Chen An nodded, and Chen Zhongheng's cheeks couldn't help but tremble.

At this time, the legend of ghosts and gods was deeply rooted in people's hearts, and the people in the palace believed it even more firmly.

"That evil ghost will attach to the woman's body... and will escape from the distance after success."

Chen An felt that he was not an official or a business person, and he could support his sister and wife and children by his ability to tell stories. For example, going to Daxiangguo Temple to tell stories, he would be able to make a fortune.

Why!

My brother is so talented, what should I do!

Chen Zhongheng was depressed. Chen An waited until the afternoon camping before pretending to be caring and said, "That evil ghost... maybe he didn't come."

"Don't lie to someone!"

Chen Zhongheng was already a little haggard.

"I won't lie to you."

At night, everyone except the people on the night are sleeping.

"Don't eat someone!"

"Help!"

Amid the exclamation, Chen An was the first to jump out. He was dressed in dishevel, holding a long black knife in his hand, and looked around, "Who?"

The shouting came from next door to him.

“…Old Chen?”

Chen An felt that he had really committed a crime.

The next morning, Chen Zhongheng rushed to the road with two dark circles and yawned for the sky.

"Old Chen, what is your dream? It's the ideal." Chen An asked a question when he saw him shaking on the horse's back and was worried that he would fall down.

"Dream?" Chen Zhongheng thought for a while, "A certain dream is to be able to travel all over the world and see the beautiful scenery all over the world..."

Huang Chun looked unbearable...

Mr. Chen Zhongheng didn't want to get involved in political affairs at all, he was just curious. But you actually scared him to such anger. It's not kind!

Chen An also felt that he was too much.

"...Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, climbed the tall buildings alone, looking at the end of the world..."

The singing came, and then a caravan appeared from the side.

"It's her!"

Chen Zhongheng pointed to the caravan and shouted, then his eyes were gloomy, "She is a good person."
To be continued...