Jia Changchao was shameless. Bao Heizi said this, Ouyang Xiu also said it, and it seems that in history books, Wang Ning'an always felt that those who have been prime ministers should be decent. At least they can't do it if they ask others to write letters to praise him, especially if they are fake. What's even more outrageous is that it is obviously Wang Ning'an's contribution, and Wang Ning'an gave it to him, making it justified and natural!

Jia Xianggong, have you been a shameless person for decades?

Wang Ning'an was roaring inside. Jia Changchao could see that this kid despised him, but so what? He stepped on the cliff with one foot and the other at the peak. He took a step back and fell into the abyss. He was disgraced. He took a step forward and soared into the sky. He became a real boss, and no one could shake him.

After practicing for decades, you can’t put aside your ridiculous face, so Jia Xianggong can’t stay in the world.

Although the old guy didn't have much contact with Wang Ning'an, he also knew that this kid was full of genius and was definitely not a stereotype. As long as he opened the price, he would not worry about not taking the bait...

This time it was Jia Changchao's turn to have a good time.

Wang Ning'an quickly considered the pros and cons. Jia Changchao was in trouble, but he was just a new strategic and pacifying envoy. He could not say good or bad to himself... If Mr. Raja was a good man, even if he just took the position of the commander, the Wang family would make countless profits.

It seems that there is only one way to help.

But Jia Xianggong has obvious flaws. If he fails to help and trap himself in, he will suffer a great loss.

Wang Ning'an's eyes rolled and suddenly smiled: "Grandpa Jia, know yourself and your enemy, you can talk about it first, who will do anything bad?"

"Who else can you do? Zheng Xiang, the fortune transferee."

Jia Changchao did not hide it. Zheng Xiang was Xia Zhuo's disciple. Although the Song Dynasty did not promote the same style as the disciples, the relationship between the two was extraordinary, and Zheng Xiang was Xia Zhuo's disciple.

He is the transshipment commander again. As the commander along the way, if something big happens, he will definitely rush to clean up the charges and urge them to Jia Changchao. It is no longer normal.

"Oh, if I wrote a letter and had a lawsuit with him, if Xia Gong was here, I wouldn't get a chance." Obviously, Xia's horror made Jia Changchao unforgettable.

Wang Ning'an thought for a long time and suddenly said, "Mr. Jia, I am a little bit light. Although Your Majesty allows us to write a letter, it is only limited to the matters of the horse farm. I just want to talk about major affairs of the court, I am afraid that Your Majesty will be bored."

The old fox smiled slightly, "Your family's division is very elite, it costs a lot of money to raise a warrior, right? I can write a letter to the court, asking you to exempt your family from land tax, and give the utility scholar five stakes every month according to the head of the people, and the remaining salt, tea, sugar, vinegar, and firewood is the same."

Wang Ning'an's breathing became rapid, and he opened the door and came to seven things: firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. The Wang family wanted to support their soldiers alone, and they had to spend money everywhere. Even if Wang Ning'an could make money, he would still be Alexander.

If the court could afford part of it, the Wang family would be able to expand their power faster. Compared with official positions, Wang Ning'an valued more power.

Jia Changchao is just a bastard!

Think through people's hearts.

Wang Ning'an's brain turned quickly and asked him to write a letter directly would definitely not work. He couldn't offend the real big boss for Jia Changchao... So what should he do?

Have it!

Wang Ning'an's eyes lit up, which really made him think of an idea.

"Mr. Jia, how about you voluntarily apologize?"

"Apologize? Didn't you give the knife to someone else?" Jia Changchao widened his eyes and said to himself, "You guy is trying to harm me, what's the idea?"

"Grandpa Jia, you will be brave after knowing shame. In your apology, you ask for meritorious service and completely destroy the Mani Ming Cult. I think your Majesty is kind and will most likely let your Duke continue to take charge of the Daming Mansion."

Jia Changchao thought for a while and nodded, "First set the defensive, then try to make progress. You kid are really a little strategic... However, I am worried that Xia Ru will follow the flow and kill me..."

"Then let someone help."

"Who?" Jia Changchao asked.

Wang Ning'an scratched his head, "Actually the best candidate is Zuiweng. I'm afraid of him... Forget it, let Bao Zheng stand out!"

"Bao Zheng? That guy hasn't been an official for many years, but he is smelly and hard!"

"A gentleman can deceive his way, and it is precisely because he is a gentleman that he will not lie. Jia Xianggong can ask Bao Zheng to temporarily deal with the aftermath of Daming Mansion and clear the losses of the rebellion. Bao Zheng will definitely do his best to do it."

Since we deal with the rebellion, it is impossible not to explain the rebellion... Through Bao Zheng's mouth, we reported the glorious deeds of how Jia Changchao suppressed the rebellion to Zhao Zhen.

It was said from the third party that the antelope hung its horns, which seemed to be off topic, but in fact it was a fairy flying outside the sky, which was absolutely a masterpiece!

Jia Changchao grabbed his beard and finally smiled.

"Good boy, your head is so good! But you've missed a little."

"Please give me some advice."

"Hahaha, why are I bullied by others? Go and ask the Drunk Mandarin to write a letter and tell me about the Manichaeism. The more ruthless the scolding, the better. I have accepted it. I will ask him to get drunk after a few days."

...

Wang Ning'an and Jia Changchao are both two complete bad guys. It is not a wise move to rush to clear them when they have any stains on themselves, or to desperately pull their opponents into the water.

After all, it is His Majesty the Emperor who decides to stay or leave for foreign ministers. Only by winning the support of the emperor can one be invincible.

Under Zhao Zhen's benevolent mask, he actually has a sensitive heart. As long as he thinks too much, bad words will turn into good words, and good words will turn into bad words. It depends on the emperor's attitude...

According to the plan, Jia Changchao's apology was sent, and then Bao Zheng and Ouyang Xiu's thorns were also sent away. During this period, Zheng Xiang, the transshipment commander, was not idle. He also aimed at Jia Changchao and threw a poisoned dagger...

There will be a wonderful battle in Bianjing, but Wang Ning'an has no time to think about it. He wants to make Jia Changchao fulfill his promise. If he fails, wouldn't he be in vain?

Seeing that he was helping with the planning, Jia Changchao naturally gave the green light. He personally ordered Wang Liangjing, the head of the Weiying Camp in Cangzhou, to go to Daming Prefecture to suppress bandits... If this military order is continued, everyone who knows it will vomit blood!

What a joke? When Daming Mansion was in the early days of the country, it was called Tianxiong Army. Since the prosperous Tang Dynasty, it has been a major center with tens of thousands of elite troops stationed, and there are as many as hundreds of camps alone.

In the Battle of Chanyuan, Tianxiong's army resisted the great Liao troops, and fought to the darkness. The earth was not allowed to be given, and the blood stained the city wall bricks red. Even if decades passed, Tianxiong's army lost its former style, but it was not a weakling. It even moved everyone from afar, making it a big deal!

However, who dared to disobey Jia Changchao's order? In five days, Wang Liangjing rushed to Daming Mansion with his men and horses at lightning speed.

More and more refugees have poured into Cangzhou these days. Wang Liangjing selected more than 100 people and was assigned to him, which has led to the number of people in the Archery Club exceeding 500 in one fell swoop.

Everyone is dedicated to becoming a utility, training is very hard, and fighting power is quite good. At least it is enough to protect the village.

Wang Liangjing brought one hundred cavalrymen, each with two war horses. This configuration was nothing in the Liao Kingdom, and the Western Xia was nothing. However, it was enough to shock everyone in the territory of the Song Dynasty.

The soldiers guarding the city pointed and stared at the war horses, fat and strong, and they were definitely excellent northern horses. This team is indeed unusual! Wang Liangjing had no time to care about others, so he found his son directly and said with concern as soon as he met: "Is it okay?"

Wang Ning'an smiled, "This is not a good thing, what's wrong! Let's get rich..." Wang Ning'an suddenly smiled like a little fox.

He took his father and a group of dusty soldiers to a warehouse. He lit up his waist sign and the custodian of the warehouse quickly let Wang Ning'an in.

After entering the warehouse, Wang Liangjing was stunned. The dazzling array of good things made his breathing suddenly become rapid.

This is the Buren armor. The dense armor leaves are filled with black light. This is the hand knife, this is the strong bow, beloved, and the horizontal sword left by the Tang Dynasty...

Wang Liangjing was like a village woman entering the Grand View Garden, drooling. When he walked to the innermost room, he exclaimed, "Oh my God, what did he see? Hundreds of horse spears more than two meters long, lying quietly on the shelf, and the dust fell a thick layer. Wang Liangjing suddenly realized that he ran to the front a few steps, stretched out his hand to stroke the cold horse spear, and felt that the blood in his body was boiling. How great it would be if he could get a horse spear...
Chapter completed!