Seeing that Fan Shun was silent, Qingque's eyes showed a hint of doubt: "Fan Langzhong, what's wrong with you?" How do you feel as if you're suddenly lost?" Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lost? Have it? Qingfinch, I think you're mistaken." Fan Shun heard the voice, smiled at Qingque, and deliberately asked rhetorically.

Qingque pursed her mouth, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it and directly diverted the topic: "You came here today, you shouldn't just come here to chat."

"It's not small talk, what else can I do with you?". Fan Shun asked rhetorically, looking up and down at Qingque, as if looking for something valuable.

Qingque was raised goosebumps when he looked at it: "This gaze looks strange and uncomfortable, if you don't say it, I'll go back."

"Well, it looks like I can't hide it from you." Fan Shun touched his beard depressedly, as if he hadn't exposed anything, how could Qingque know that he had something? .

Feeling Fan Shun's depression, Qingque laughed instead: "You Fan Langzhong either have something to do, or complain, but it seems that you have never been here."

"Is there one? You must be misremembering." Fan Shun denied it again, even if this matter was true, he didn't want to admit it.

Qingque also knew his temper, so he didn't continue to dwell on the topic: "Say, what the hell is going on."

"An incident circulating in Handan City early this morning made me feel a sense of crisis." Fan Shun pondered, and his thoughts gradually returned to the morning. When I was in the city, I overheard the news.

Qingque looked at Fan Shun's gaze and was even more puzzled, not understanding what the news was, but let him show such a look: "What is the news?"

"Do you know that half a month ago, the king built the high platform with the good timber and edge wood that the king of Wei paid tribute to? Then the king renamed the high platform as Tantai." Fan Shun slowly summarized the news he knew in his heart, and then explained to Qingque.

Tantai? Qingque only felt that he was at a loss in front of him: "The king has already built that high platform?"

"If it hadn't been built, how could it have been renamed Tantai." Fan Shun asked rhetorically at Qingque, and when he thought of this, the ominous feeling in his heart gradually thickened.

Qingque's eyes looked at his feet, and when he saw patches of withered yellow leaves, he stepped lightly: "It's just a matter of building a high platform and changing the name, such an ordinary thing is actually worth worrying about Fan Langzhong."

"The little things? Did you know it, just yesterday. The king went to Gaotai, and the envoys of the five kingdoms of Qin, Chu, Han, Qi, and Yan came with their own national letters to ask the king why he did this." Fan Shun smiled bitterly, it seems that the king is really confused, and he actually did something that was resisted by the five countries.

Qingque has no feeling for such a thing at all. He is just a small guard, and his biggest vision is only outside this Handan City and those hearsay news. So he could only be bored, and stepped on the yellow fallen leaves on the ground with his foot: "It's just a question, do they dare to send troops to my Zhao Kingdom together?"

"Sending troops? How could they not dare to send troops. Qingque, your field of vision is too small, how can you know the vast world outside our Zhao Dynasty." After Fan Shun finished speaking, a trace of worry appeared on his face, a high platform should not allow the five countries to send troops.

Qingque pursed her mouth and looked at Fan Shun nonchalantly: "I'm just a little guard, and you're just a lame Langzhong." What if you know those things? Can you and I change? “。

"You can't, I can't, even Childe still can't." Fan Shun listened to Qingque's nonchalant remarks, and felt that there was some truth, and then put those worries behind.

A gust of breeze blew on her face, and Qingque couldn't help but yawn: "Fan Langzhong, are you worried about coming over?" Is it because of this irrelevant matter?"

"That's just one of them." Fan Shun smiled mysteriously at Qingque, as if there was a big secret hidden in his heart.

Looking at such a mysterious smile, Qingque couldn't help but cheer up: "There must be one and there must be two."

"The second thing is that a deputy envoy of the Yan Kingdom was imprisoned by the king for stealing. However, it is clear that the charge should be fictitious. According to my guess, the real reason for this should be that the deputy envoy of the Yan Kingdom, the Yuyang Yun clan from the Yan Kingdom, was imprisoned. It seems that our king, sometimes this heart is really small." Fan Shun looked like he was gossipy, and he was as cheap as he wanted in the eyes of Qingque.

Yuyang Yun's? Qingque suddenly looked at Fan Shun with wide eyes, and then blinked twice: "You said Yuyang Yun Clan? No wonder, no wonder you came in a hurry early in the morning."

"Otherwise, I'm full, and I thought Childe was back. It turned out that there was none. Hey, I don't know where Childe went." Fan Shun glared at Qingque angrily, if it weren't for the fact that Gongzi cared about the news of Yuyang Yun's family, why would he have come here with a blank eye, and he wouldn't have slept well.

The sound of feet stepping on fallen leaves came from far and near, Zhao Wuming walked slowly and looked at the two of them with more interest: "I seem to have heard someone say bad things about my son behind my back."

"When did you come back? What about Sun Fuji? What about the guards? “。 The two of them looked at the place where the voice came from, showing surprised expressions, never expecting that Zhao Wuming would actually come back at this time.

Zhao Wuming casually pointed to the back, and then helplessly spread his hand: "Sun Buer, they are still resting in the back, and it is estimated that they will not be able to come back in a few days." By the way, you just carried Ben Gongzi behind your back, and what bad things were you talking about."

"No, no, you must have heard it wrong, Childe. We were obviously talking about it just now, and the envoys of the five countries questioned the king in Tantai." Fan Shun hurriedly denied it, and then diverted the topic.

Tantai? Zhao Wuming was shocked, could it be said that the crisis had already begun? . Maybe he really has to speed up the pace, otherwise Wei will attack in a big way, but I am afraid that the situation will be very passive.

Qingque saw that Zhao Wuming hadn't spoken for a long time, and cautiously shouted: "Childe."

"Ah, Qingque, this son feels that we should build more houses." Zhao Wuming was awakened by the shouting, and looked at the two of them with a hint of a smile.

Fan Shun looked at Qingque suspiciously, and Qingque shook his head. I don't understand at all why you want to build a house: "Why do you want to build a house?"

"Sun Buji called all his friends, so this person has become a little too much, where can they live if they don't build a house?" Zhao Wuming relayed the excuse he thought of to the two of them, and as for whether he could hide it, it didn't seem to matter.

Fan Shun felt that what Zhao Wuming said was reasonable, and then nodded: "What Gongzi said makes sense, how can there be no place to stay if there are guests coming."

"But Childe, we don't have any money." When Qingque mentioned the word money, his face was full of helplessness.

Zhao Wuming felt that he heard a joke, and his smile became a little thicker: "The matter of money, Qingque, don't think about it too much, this son has already solved it." It's just that I don't know about building a house, and you don't agree with it."

"This is originally a wasteland, if it can be more popular, the green finch will naturally not be able to ask for it." Hearing that he didn't care about the money, Qingque also showed a smile.

Fan Shun pointed to the back, and then spread his hand again: "Childe, I've been here for a long time, you can't just let us stand here and talk."

"That's right, we'll go back and talk about it." Looking at Fan Shun, Zhao Wuming smiled. Then he took Fan Shun and Qingque to the direction of residence.