Qingque leaned against a tree outside the east gate, revealing a face full of sorrow: "Fan Langzhong, you just now, why didn't you ask Gongzi to ask clearly." Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ask clearly? Ask what". Fan Shun looked at Qingque suspiciously, as if he didn't understand what he meant at all.

Qingque glared at Fan Shun angrily, and then pursed his mouth: "What else can you ask?" Of course, I asked Sun Fuji what was going on. Yuyang Yun's reason is not too pale."

"Since you are confused, then why did you not ask Childe to understand?" Fan Shun was not angry with Qingque, and completely ignored it.

Qingque picked off a leaf dumbly and put it in his hand to watch carefully: "Fan Langzhong, I always have an ominous feeling about this matter, how did these three thousand soldiers and horses come from."

"Does it matter?". Fan Shun yawned and went underground, then lay down and looked at the white clouds in the sky.

Qingque was stunned? Isn't it important to say something like this: "What do you mean by this?"

"As long as those soldiers, we can be sure that they are under the orders of Childe, as for the others, it is not a good thing to know too much." Fan Shun completely looks like he has nothing to do with himself, and the son is also the son when he is falling. If people want to live freely, it is taboo to get to the bottom of it.

Qingque thought of Sun Buer's respectful appearance to Zhao Wuming, and felt a little relieved: "Maybe what you said makes sense, I don't know if Sun Buer has arranged it."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden noise. Countless people who entered the city retreated one after another. Zhao Chong rode in a chariot and galloped out of the city. A soldier of the Forbidden Army, with a murderous aura, followed closely.

After Fan Shun watched the last forbidden soldier walk away, he suddenly stood up, and his heart beat violently: "Why did the great king suddenly leave the palace with a large number of forbidden troops."

"Riding in a chariot, is it for autumn hunting?" Qingque vaguely felt something, but couldn't catch it.

Fan Shun's eyes kept staring at the direction where the forbidden troops had just gone: "Qingque, look at this direction."

"Where? Isn't that where we came from? “。 Qingque looked at Fan Shun's gaze suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.

A flash of thought appeared in his mind, and Fan Shun looked at Qingque with a face full of disbelief: "Why would the king be murderous and run in the direction where the prince lives with the forbidden army."

"Could it be that the king is going to arrest the prince?" Qingque thought about Fan Shun's words, and the more she thought about it, the more unpredictable she felt. is good, how can the king arrest the son, unless he .......

Fan Shun seemed to think of something, and suddenly became anxious: "It's not good, the son is in danger, Qingque, hurry up and let Sun Buer take those people out of the city, if it's too late, I'm afraid there will be big trouble."

"Could it be that the king knows about this? But ......". Qingque didn't react for a while, but was immersed in his own thoughts.

Seeing that Qingque didn't move, Fan Shun was bored: "Why don't you go and inform Sun Buer quickly, I'll follow them now and see what the hell is going on." I hope that Childe has already arranged those people, otherwise we will be in trouble."

"Good". Qingque also reacted and hurriedly ran to the city. Fan Shun watched Qingque walk away, and he didn't have time to sigh and hurriedly ran in the direction where Zhao Wuming lived.

When the last logistics soldier left through the relocation order, Zhao Wuming looked at the rows of houses and smiled. A pro-soldier lined up and walked to the room that had already been arranged.

Just when Zhao Wuming sighed, the sound of thick and neat footsteps came, and Zhao Chong came galloping in a chariot. A large number of forbidden soldiers swarmed in, and Zhao Chong stepped off the chariot and his face sank like water: "What else do you have to say?"

"King Zhao?". Zhao Wuming turned around and looked at the place where the sound came from.

Zhao Chong showed a sneer, and looked directly at Zhao Wuming: "Over the years, the widow really underestimated you."

"Underestimated? I don't know why the king is coming." Zhao Wuming looked at the pro-soldiers around him and his heart sank, it seemed that his experience was still too little, and he actually forgot that it was taboo to gather troops privately.

Zhao Chong grabbed Zhao Wuming's clothes, his eyes were red: "When the matter comes, are you still unrepentant?"

"Repentance? What do infallible people need to repent? “。 Zhao Wuming took two steps back and took Zhao Chong's hand away.

Zhao Chong was furious and slapped Zhao Wuming in the face, but was dodged away by Zhao Wuming: "Dare to be hard-mouthed, and give the widow this rebel left and right."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen forbidden soldiers rushed out from next to Zhao Chong and pounced directly on Zhao Wuming.

A group of pro-soldiers had already lined up behind Zhao Wuming and stepped forward in unison. Immediately after that, the sound of drawing swords rang out, and more than a dozen forbidden soldiers who rushed out suddenly stopped in a daze. At this time, they realized that Zhao Wuming on the other side was not alone.

Seeing this, Shen Tuxiu was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted at the Praetorian Guards: "Escort."

One by one, the soldiers of the Forbidden Army stepped forward in unison and drew their swords one after another. Bows and arrows pointed at Zhao Wuming from behind.

"Stop". Seeing that the two sides were about to start a big war, Zhao Yu ran from the forbidden army.

The forbidden army hesitated for a while, Zhao Wuming looked at the pro-soldiers beside him, and the pro-soldiers put away the weapons in their hands one after another and took a few steps back.

Zhao Chong also reacted at this time, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. I was so angry just now that I forgot that I was so close to this rebel: "Spread the decree, the forbidden army retreated a hundred steps." But the widow wants to see what he has to say when the death of this rebel son comes."

"Obey". Shen Tuxiu bowed, and then one of the forbidden soldiers retreated behind.

Zhao Yan and Zhao Fan ran from behind, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they handed each other a tacit look.

Zhao Wuming seemed to hear a joke, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Death is dying, I see that the person who is dying is your King Zhao." If it weren't for your great joy and the construction of a high platform that offended the five countries in one fell swoop, why would I, Zhao Wuming, gather troops to protect myself."

"The joke is only five countries, and the widow is afraid. Since you are gathering troops to protect yourself, why did you send troops to secretly enter my Handan City, and how can the wolf be spared if you are ambitious." The more Zhao Chong said, the more angry he became, and the last few words were almost exhausted.

Zhao Wuming didn't refute either, and turned to look at those pro-soldiers: "You are willing to accompany Gu to the prison in Handan City and sit and see how he ends up King Zhao."

"Wish". A thousand soldiers responded in unison, and then the sound of weapons landing on the ground was endless.

Zhao Chong watched a soldier discard the weapon in his hand, and almost fainted in a hurry, pointing at Zhao Wuming violently: "Rebel, rebel...... How can a widow tolerate you? Deliver the decree and put them in prison, and tomorrow the widows will be beheaded at noon in front of all officials."

"Obey". A soldier of the forbidden army hurriedly rushed over and escorted Zhao Wuming and a thousand soldiers to Handan City. Zhao Yu looked at the house in front of him and fell into deep thought, sighed in his heart for a long time, and hurriedly followed.