When Ben Lei was led out of the stable, the psychic BMW seemed to feel something, constantly turning his head and snorting, and his hooves were gouging, very uneasy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Fang stepped forward, took the reins from Chu Liu's hand, stroked Ben Lei's neatly trimmed mane, and soothed: "Old man, don't worry, it'll be fine." ”

Although it has grown to the age of ten teeth, this chestnut BMW is still strong, with a thin neck, slender limbs, and shiny fur.

The servants have all followed Zhang Fang for many years, and they know that this master is not a master who is willing to suffer easily, but in the current situation, no one can think of any way to break the situation, and it is completely unsolvable. Seeing the master leading the horse out, his face was peaceful, without joy or sorrow, and finally someone couldn't help it.

Biao Xie took a step forward and said in a low voice: "Master, there is a plan under the door." Just ......"

Zhang Fang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Let's talk about it. ”

"The master might as well let Hu Cong lead the horse to wash, and the door can arrange someone to pretend to be a Tang Ju person, suddenly attack, rob Hu Cong's property, and kill the BMW by 'mistake' during the fight......"

Biao Xie didn't continue, but Zhang Fang already understood that he was playing a trick of drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle - didn't you Wutuo want to kill BMW to humiliate the Han envoy? I'll do it first, create an accident, the meat is already rotten in your own pot, how can you drip it?

Zhang Fang looked around at Hu Cong: "You all agree with this idea?" ”

Chu Liu, Zongba, Ah Zhen, Yingnu and others didn't dare to open their mouths, but their eyes had already revealed their thoughts.

Biao Xie stubbornly said: "The subordinates also know that this is the next policy, but ......"

"It's not easy for you to come up with this idea." Zhang Fang smiled, "Just doing this, you will still be ridiculed by the Kangju people - it's just that the original ridicule has changed to a secret laugh." ”

Biao Xie hung his head in shame: "The door is dull and fails to share the worries of the Lord." ”

Zhang Fang patted the swordsman on the shoulder and said with a smile: "No, you did a good job, that's it, if you can't come up with an idea, it's up to me to adopt it." You do your part, and I do my duty. ”

When Zhang Fang rode on the thunder, he took Hu Cong just out of the post gate, and the wind and snow were greeted by several women dressed in silver.

The woman at the front pulled off her mask, revealing her face full of exotic charm, and smiled: "Zhang...... Jun, I've brought you a horse. ”

It was Yasha, and she finally understood the proper way to call her.

Yasha brought three horses, white, red, and black, which were not inferior to Ben Lei in terms of strength and coat color. And it has more advantages in terms of tooth age, all of which are young and strong horses about five teeth old.

Zhang Fang smiled, and he didn't know whether to say that he believed in his words, or that the old king was afraid that he would change his mind, so he sent him to the door to block his mouth first.

Zhang put down his horse and saluted: "Thank you, monarch, thank you." ”

The sixth class took the reins from the slave girl and pulled the three horses over. They are all horse lovers, and it is false to say that they are not happy when they see such a good horse. But thinking that this was all exchanged for Ben Lei's life, that happiness quickly faded away, and it was all gloomy.

"Zhang Jun......" Yasha wanted to say something comforting, but her mouth opened slightly, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhang Fang turned over and nodded to Yasha with a smile: "Don't worry, things in the world are like this snowstorm, and no one knows what will happen at the moment." We'll see you later. ”

Yasha looked up, it was true. The snow that was flying all over the sky before stopped silently now.

The sparse snowflakes danced wildly in the wind, and the group of people and horses gradually disappeared, leaving only a large messy mark on the snow......

……

"Did Zhang Fang leave for Xihuan Mountain?" Hushan, who said this, was full of anger.

"Yes, I just set off, and there are only a dozen guards around me." The one who replied was a servant-like Kangju man.

"I know! Do you want to say this? Hu Shan sneered, "How many people does he have in one envoy group?" Even if you bring them all, there are no thirty? ”

"The monarch has given the three best horses to the Han envoy."

Hu Shan raised his head and snorted: "This old thing, it's not confused, I know how to ...... him with this hand"

Yasha is second...... Personally, personally. The servant was speechless, knowing that speaking out might lead to unpredictable behavior, but if he didn't, the consequences would be even more serious.

Sure enough, Hushan's laughter stopped abruptly, and he half-bowed, like a vicious wolf about to pounce, staring at the servant, his fists clenched loudly. The servant's body began to tremble, his muscles tensed, ready to withstand the wrath of his master—but this time, he didn't.

Huh-Hushan straightened up and let out a long breath, "Time is pressing, I don't have time to teach you a lesson." Go, get them ready. Remember, it doesn't matter how many of his men killed, don't really hurt Zhang Fang......"

Hushan grinded his teeth, and his brown eyes flashed with two yellow lights: "He's mine!" ”

"Yes, master." On a cold day, the servant wiped a cold sweat and walked away.

After a few moments of absence, the servant came in again.

Hushan raised his eyebrows: "So fast? ”

"No......" the servant began to wipe his sweat again, muttering, "yes...... It's ......"

"What is and isn't it? What the?! Hushan was so angry this time that he picked up a tin pot of rest and threw it at the servant.

When he was about to be struck, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and caught the tin pot steadily, and then the owner of the hand only said to the servant: "Go down." ”

The servant obediently retreated, and the tyrannical Hushan didn't dare to make a sound.

Hold Khotan!

Hug Khotan slowly approached, put the tin pot back on the dining table, and stared at his son coldly: "What do you want to do?" Attacking the Han envoys in the city of Khotan? Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this? ”

Hu Shan hurriedly argued: "I didn't want to attack the Han envoy, and I specially told not to hurt the Han envoy." If the father doesn't believe me, he can call the slave to ask ......."

"I know. But what is the difference between you doing this and really hurting him? He is an envoy of the Han Dynasty, representing the Great Han Kingdom and the Son of Heaven of the Great Han Dynasty! He was attacked, and Kangju could not afford it, whether he was injured or not. Khotan angrily yelled at his son, "Have you forgotten what happened to the original owner of that new city three hundred miles away?!" ”

Hu Shan also broke out in a cold sweat and hung his head and didn't dare to speak.

Khotan stared at his son coldly, "I know you want to breathe...... In that case, why not use the way of our steppe people and challenge him at the palace banquet. In this way, if you win him, you will not only be angry, but you can also win Yasha's favor. ”

Hu Shan hurriedly said: "My son thinks the same way, so I don't let people hurt him, leave him to me, and ...... when the time comes."

"I stopped the manpower you arranged." Khotan turned around slowly and walked out of the door, leaving only his son with a back and a sentence, "To deal with the enemy, you can use any means, but there is only one way to fight for women, and the grassland man is face-to-face, defeat him!" (To be continued.) )