It doesn't matter if you are a practicing family or not, when you encounter Young Master Liu's iron rod, you can only kneel and lick it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Fan smiled and "admired" the iron rod in his hand, as if he was caressing **, a stream of affectionate taste, the more he looked at it, the more he loved it from the heart.

Looking up at Prince Hule, Prince Hule sneered, but he was frightened by Liu Fan's ferocity, and then looked at his servant, who was already dying at the moment, convulsions all over his body, especially on his arm, which was bruised and fractured, and screamed in pain.

Liu Fan is indifferent to this, Liu Fan believes in only one criterion: come out and mix, always have to pay it back! This gentle bastard has no grudge against General Qin Fen, but he did not hesitate to make a heavy hand, General Qin Fen fell off his horse and was seriously injured, and he didn't see them showing some pity, since they want to play, they have to afford to lose, so for this kind of person, there is no need to abuse sympathy at all.

Liu Fan put the iron rod on his waist, walked closer to the emperor, and bowed his hand: "Your Majesty, in this second game, the student was fortunate not to be dishonored, and he won by luck." He sighed: "The student is the best at riding a donkey, but this horse race is the marriage of a big girl - the first time, fortunately, international friends are also very polite, and promise a lot, otherwise with the student's catty, I am afraid that it will have already been defeated." ”

And a lot of concessions?! Young Master Liu is so modest, what kind of international friend is very conceited, and he can't do it if he wants to, and he still can't get up!

Xiang Jingwu couldn't help nodding coldly, only hummed, neither encouraged nor criticized Liu Fan's approach, what should be said and what should be done, naturally Liu Fan went to say it for him and do it for him.

Liu Fan's stick really relieved the hatred in his heart, Prince Hule was arrogant, and Xiang Jingwu didn't leave any mercy.

As for the guards in this palace, Liu Fan's vision is naturally different, Lord Qin Fen, who was just knocked down, is their top boss, Lord Qin was humiliated, they felt the same way, at this time, Liu Fan's style of action was very suitable for their hearts, and avenged them with an arrow, and did what they wanted to do but did not dare to do.

Liu Fan smiled slightly, the effect of this stick is still very great, especially the iron rod is inserted in the waist, and even walking with a gust of wind is very refreshing. turned around and went back, and said to Prince Hule: "Your Royal Highness, this third Marseille, is it time for His Royal Highness to go out?!" ”

Prince Hule glanced at Liu Fan angrily, he was aggressive, but now this aggressive person has been replaced by Liu Fan, this is called the current world newspaper, very fast! With Liu Fan's style of acting, Prince Hule believes that in the next game, this iron rod will definitely greet him, and this guy will not show mercy!

But if this third Marseille gives up, not only will Rouran lose the bet, but even the princess who is about to get it will also miss out, and even he will become a laughing stock.

Prince Hule secretly pinched it for a moment, and sneered: "Okay, this prince will compare with Liu Gongzi." He whispered a soft word to the other Hu Cong behind him, and the Hu Cong nodded, but he pulled out the scimitar at his waist and put his hands respectfully in Hu Le's hands.

When everyone saw it, they gasped, this Prince Hule is going to use the knife, it's terrible, Marseille first turned into a boxing match, and then the boxing match turned into a brawl, and now it is directly drawing a knife, this Marseille seems to be fighting and competing.

Hu Le smiled cruelly: "Liu Gongzi, please." ”

Liu Fan was vigilant, he didn't expect that at this time, Prince Hule actually played a life-fighting game, that Hu Cong knew martial arts such as yoga, and most of this Prince Hule would also, and he also carried a scimitar, which was more than auspicious.

The arrow is on the string, and it has to be sent, and at this point, Liu Fan instantly has a feeling of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man ......is gone", no, the second half of the sentence has to be removed. Liu Fan thought so, but when he raised his eyes and looked at the ministers and guards, what he saw was the sympathy and reluctance that many people naturally revealed, and this look made Liu Fan's heart flutter, a little hairy: Hey, hey, why didn't anyone stand up and speak, people even moved their knives, didn't they really teach me a weak scholar to work hard, right?

Hey, it seems that the hearts of the people in this era are not reliable, Liu Fan had no choice but to pull out the stick and jump on the horse again. Prince Hule called Hu Cong to lead another horse, and looked at Liu Fan menacingly, full of murderous intentions, and smiling cruelly.

"This prince's knife will not be merciful, and I hope that Liu Gongzi does not have to be polite." This sentence is full of provocative meaning, obviously Prince Hule thinks that he has won the game, and his kung fu is very clever, plus he has a scimitar in his hand, and his heart is even more self-inflated, and he no longer takes Liu Fan in his eyes.

Liu Fan smiled: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, the students will not be polite." "You're polite, whoever is polite is finished, that scimitar doesn't have eyes.

The two rode side by side, waiting for the order in full view of everyone.

The singing chamberlain looked a little nervous, and his voice trembled a little: "Open ......"

Before the word "race" was spoken, Prince Hule had already driven his mount to start galloping, clenching the scimitar in his hand, thinking: When that Liu Fan overtakes me, I will slash down with a knife to see how he resists! was secretly proud in his heart, and he was unaware that Liu Fan had already come over from behind, and he smashed it all the way.

"Shameless villain!" Prince Hule was furious, the game had just begun, the war horse had not yet galloped, Liu Fan had already made a move, Hule was completely defenseless, thinking that Liu Fan would be like before, first run out of Baizhang and then do it, who knew that Liu Fan was really not polite at all, the word "race" just fell, and the iron rod swept over, and caught him off guard.

Syllable...... The body of the stick hit the shoulder socket of Prince Hule, a heart-piercing pain spread throughout the body, Prince Hule almost fainted, gritted his teeth, and was about to cut the knife in his other hand, who expected him to be a step slower, fighting this kind of thing, it is to see who has the first opportunity, the iron rod smashed hard, and hit Hule's chest again, only to hear Liu Fan laugh harmlessly: "Your Highness, look, the student is going to smash your head." ”

When this sentence came out, Prince Hule was suddenly shocked, if he really smashed his head, where would he still have his life? Hurriedly raised the horizontal knife to block. Who knew that Liu Fan smiled, but the iron rod in his hand swept over and smashed on Prince Hule's back at once.

These three sticks fell down, and Prince Hule suddenly lost his center of gravity, fell off his horse, and the scimitar had already left his hand.

Just like before, Liu Fan leisurely rode around the Yuan River and returned to the original point. In this third game, the victory was both sudden and easy.

Prince Hule got up from the ground, his whole body was in great pain, he was supported by Hu, and limped back to the original point in front of everyone.

Despicable and shameless, Hu Le secretly cursed Liu Fan, his lips trembling, and his eyes showed a fierce light. But Liu Fan came over on horseback and said with a smile: "Your Royal Highness, according to the best-of-three system, His Royal Highness seems to have lost." ”

Hu Le gritted his teeth and said: "You dare to beat this prince, this Great Chu Dynasty is rude, and the contemptuous envoys needless to say, they even dare to beat his prince, hmph, there is no need to talk about this peace discussion." When I return to China, I must ask my father for his life, lead the army to form an alliance with the Turks, and attack the Northern Qiang tribes! ”

The ministers were excited for a while, this prince of Hule was really shameless to the extreme, the game was proposed by him, and he first instructed him to beat people, but now the horse race is not, and he can't win the fight, but he wants to start cheating, it's really shameless!

Liu Fan laughed: "His Royal Highness the Prince wants to attack Beiqiang? If you want to fight, you can fight. Turning over and dismounting, he said loudly: "My Da Chu only needs to repair a book, promising to trade with the Khitan, please open up the channel of trade with my Da Chu, and my Da Chu can teach you to ruin the country without spending a penny!" ”

Liu Fan smiled again, turned to Xiang Jingwu and saluted: "Your Majesty, the student has heard that there is also a country hundreds of miles away from Rouran, this country has a large army of 100,000, and its people love trade the most, and this country is the Khitan. Please ask Your Majesty to revise a letter promising to trade with the Khitan, and the Khitan people will be overjoyed when they hear it, and within three years, they will definitely lead the army to open up a trade route with our Great Chu. By that time, Rouran must have been gone, and Beiqiang's back would naturally be safe. ”

Liu Fan's words, but Hu Le was stunned, and then shocked, Liu Fan said that the country is located in the northern part of the Khitan, they continue to encroach on the pastures and land in the north of Beiqiang, and the territory controlled by them is only two or three hundred miles away from Rouran.

At this time, the pain of the injury spread all over the body, Prince Hule gritted his teeth, glanced at Liu Fan hatefully, and said: "Rouran has long admired the kindness of the Heavenly Dynasty, and I am willing to pay tribute and become a brother with the Beiqiang tribes forever." ”

The ministers were in an uproar, and no one would have thought that Liu Fan's words would have such an effect. Xiang Jingwu frowned slightly, and then understood that the Turks were a threat to Beiqiang, and Rouran was not a reliable friend to Beiqiang on the surface, but was this Rouran not a threat? Liu Fan's method is nothing more than a horizontal strategy, to win over the enemy's enemies to attack the enemy!

After figuring out this joint, Xiang Jingwu smiled: "Come on, quickly help Prince Hule to go down to heal his injuries, this matter of peace discussion, there is no need to rush for a while." ”

A good state banquet turned into a bickering, and then the bickering became a horse race, and in the horse race, it turned into a brawl, which evolved so fast that it was jaw-dropping

At this moment, this banquet has also come to an end with the end of the "horse race", and the matter of diplomatic relations has also seen the dawn, and many people have already said goodbye and left.

Liu Fan didn't stay too much, and led the horse out of the palace with emotion, this good horse is now owned by Liu Fan, given by His Majesty personally, to participate in a banquet, earn a BMW, but make a steady profit.

As for the "crime" of beating the prince of Fanbang, Liu Fan doesn't care at all, since people have used the knife, he has no reason not to preemptively, then the prince of Hule is also stupid, he actually thinks that Liu Fan will be polite, and thinks that Liu Fan will do it halfway, but he doesn't know that Liu Fan is the most really unkind person.

Liu Fan rode a horse, wandering slowly on the street, this horse is indeed a rare good horse, the god horse is very good, as if he can understand people's minds, without waiting for Liu Fan to urge, he can control the rhythm of fast and slow, could it be that this horse also has an intelligent system? ........