Zhao Fan sat next to a few cases, frowning and pondering, Gongsun Long's situation on their side, he already understood, although it was not too good, but it was also passable, and he achieved the goal set in Zhao Fan's heart.

He thought for a moment, and also sent a letter back to Gongsun Long and the others, to the effect that they should stay in the place where the hunters lived for the time being, and after two days, he would bring people over to bring those hunters who were willing to join the right army to enter the Sixth Division according to the laws of Zhao State.

Zhao Fan wrote hard, inserted the written cloth into Xiao Jin's feet, he patted Xiao Jin's head, signaling it to go back to Gongsun Long and their place first, seeing this, Xiao Jin also reluctantly groaned, turned around and swept into the night sky, and disappeared in an instant.

After watching Xiao Jin leave, Zhao Fan looked at the ice and snow outside the window, remembering the incident of fighting with Wei Liang today, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, he turned around and walked out of the outhouse, carrying a spear, and walked into the courtyard.

He held the weapon in his hand, this is an ordinary spear, but since he came out of the original Bairen City, he has been using this weapon, all the way to Cloud City, Handan City, Linzi City, this spear is stained with the blood of many enemies.

The spear is one of the eighteen weapons with nine long and nine short, the first of the nine long, and is known as the commander of the long soldiers and the king of the white soldiers.

Zhao Fan has practiced spearmanship since he was a child, and after the soul was reborn, with the memory of the two lives that was not lost, after nearly a year of running-in and familiarity, Zhao Fan has long been familiar with gunnery, and he has been able to operate freely.

"Wei Liang is just a gentleman's second ancestor, he has not experienced the blood and fire on the battlefield, no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, and what kind of talent you are, it's just that." Zhao Fan clenched the spear in his hand, danced a spear flower casually, and said to himself lightly.

For the fight with Wei Liang, Zhao Fan was actually full of confidence in his heart, before he went to Linzi, although he had heard Lian Fu say that Wei Liang's swordsmanship was good, but he didn't care too much about it in his heart.

After all, he was very confident in his spear skills, not to mention, Wei Liang had never experienced a fight on the battlefield, no matter how strong his martial arts were, once he smelled the opponent who came out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, after the bloody murderous aura on his body, he might not even be able to exert seven or eight percent of his strength.

"Drink!"

Zhao Fan snorted coldly, the spear suddenly pointed forward, twisted the wolf's waist, and began to practice according to the spear skills taught by his adoptive father since childhood. It was nighttime, the temperature was extremely low, and the exhaled heat quickly turned into a white mist, and a thin trace of ice ballast could be faintly seen.

Zhao Fan faded away, wearing only a collared white satin shirt in the courtyard, the hands and feet that were originally slightly frozen moved at this time, but did not feel cold, but felt the heat surge, very comfortable.

After wielding all the spear skills he had learned, Zhao Fan also took a breath, threw the spear aside, and found a piece of bluestone to sit down.

"Brother Fan."

At this moment, King Huiwen, who was dressed in casual clothes, suddenly walked in from outside the courtyard, followed by Zhao Sheng, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and when he saw Brother Wang coming, Zhao Fan also got up in a hurry and saluted.

Seeing this, King Huiwen also scolded with a smile: "They are all their own brothers, and they are not above the court, so Brother Fan does not need to salute." ”

Perhaps because he has few brothers and his power has been held by Li Dui for a long time, King Huiwen is different from other kings, he does not have the frame of a king of a country, and he is also very fond of Zhao Fan and Zhao Sheng's two younger brothers.

Hearing this, Zhao Fan also smiled slightly, feeling a trace of warmth in his heart. In fact, the historical King Huiwen was indeed like this, because of the usurpation of power by Li Dui, he was very good to Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, and the members of the royal family, and if there was anything difficult to decide, he also consulted with these people.

However, because of this, he did not trust the ministers of the court very much, and his son Zhao Xiaocheng inherited his surname, in the battle of Changping, no matter how Lin Xiangru and others advised, in the end he only listened to the opinions of Zhao Sheng, the king of the plains, and replaced Lian Po with Zhao Kuo, and finally had the defeat of Changping.

"Why is Brother Wang here, but what's the matter?"

In the middle of the night, why did King Huiwen suddenly run over from the palace? Immediately, Zhao Fan also asked with some doubts.

King Huiwen's complexion in the past two days has obviously improved a lot, and there is also a touch of blood on his pale face. Although he is only in his early twenties now, he has experienced so many things, and his mind does not have to be much worse than Zhao Fan, who is a human being in two lives.

"The widow learned from Brother Sheng that you had an appointment with Wei Liang, so he came to take a look."

Zhao Fan told Zhao Sheng about the fight with Wei Liang, and the former went to the palace after drinking, and originally wanted to take Zhao Fan with him, but Zhao Fan's identity could not be revealed, and he went in and out of the palace too often, which inevitably made people suspicious, so he stayed in the Pingyuan Monarch's Mansion, but he didn't expect King Huiwen to come over in person after hearing about it.

Zhao Fan nodded, and after a moment of silence, he said: "This matter is not big, but it is not small. Listening to Brother Sheng, such as the Zhongmu Sword Pavilion, a place to learn swords, Li Dui in the entire Handan City has opened ten, each academy has two or three hundred people, and ten schools are two or three thousand people, this is a lot of force, Brother Wang can't underestimate this force. ”

Two or three thousand people are already equivalent to the strength of a division, and these apprentices have all been instructed by everyone in swordsmanship, and their combat effectiveness is definitely much stronger than those ordinary soldiers, so after hearing this news, Zhao Fan didn't say anything, but in his heart he was thinking about how to deal with it.

"This is natural, the widow has actually noticed this matter a long time ago, but he has been suffering from no way to deal with it, Brother Fan's idea is very good, but, I just don't know how sure you are to defeat Wei Liang?"

King Huiwen naturally knew about this matter, but as a king, it was not illegal for Li Dui to open a sword hall, so he never thought of a way to deal with it, and when he heard about Zhao Fan's fight with Wei Liang, he immediately understood Zhao Fan's intentions, and immediately came over overnight.

Hearing this, Zhao Fan smiled slightly, pointed to the spear on the ground, and said, "Since I was brought back from the deep mountains by my adoptive father, I have been practicing spearmanship hard. Fighting with the Hu people in Yunzhong City, exterminating bandits in Lushan, and attacking the Qin army camp in Linzi City this time, I don't know how many enemies were killed, but little Wei Liang is not a problem. ”

After listening to him, without waiting for King Huiwen to speak, Zhao Sheng was excited, picked up the spear on the ground, and said enviously: "I didn't expect Brother Fan to experience so many exciting things, much better than me in Handan, here, with Li Dui's thief, he doesn't dare to do anything." ”

Compared with King Huiwen, Zhao Sheng is obviously much more naïve, even if he is only a little more than ten years old and is crowned a king, his mind is still a teenager. What's the matter, and his brother Wang, what kind of heart does Zhao Sheng need?

Hearing him say this, Zhao Fan also smiled and nodded, while King Huiwen beside him frowned and said, "Even so, Brother Fan can't be too proud, that Wei Liang's swordsmanship is also a bit famous in Handan City." ”

King Wen was not worried that Zhao Fan's martial arts would be weaker than Wei Liang, but listening to Zhao Fan's words, he felt that he was a little proud, and as an elder brother, it was naturally necessary to remind the second brother.

Zhao Fan nodded embarrassedly, indeed, the lion fights the rabbit, and you need to go all out, besides, you can't call it a lion yet, then Wei Liang is not an easy master to deal with, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no means to press the bottom of the box.

"The younger brother has been taught, but this matter still needs the help of Brother Wang and Brother Sheng, in order to achieve the best results." Zhao Fan suddenly remembered something, and immediately said.

King Huiwen and Zhao Shenggu were stunned, this kind of thing depends on the individual's martial arts, where others can help, and immediately King Huiwen was also stunned and asked, "What's the matter with Brother Fan?" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Fan's eyes also flashed a cold light, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "In order to completely crack down on the arrogance of the Li Dui Group, we must make this competition as big as possible, and it is best to know it all over the city." At that time, once Wei Liang is defeated, it will not only greatly damage the reputation of the sword hall they opened, but also knock the mountain and dispel the idea of some ministers in the court and the central government who are interested in getting close to Li Dui. ”

As soon as the words fell, King Huiwen was also happy in his heart, this plan was very clever, in this way, it was indeed possible to maximize the effect they expected, and he naturally nodded immediately. This matter is not difficult to do, as long as you instruct some subordinates to release the news in the restaurant and teahouse, there are many people from all religions and nine streams in that kind of place, and there are many people, or it won't be long before the whole city will be known.

When the time comes, the more people gather to see, the greater the effect they want.

This is the first time that King Zhao has confronted Li Dui, although it is indirect, and it is not him who is fighting, but his heart is still extremely excited, young man, no matter how he is smoothed out by reality, there is still some blood in his heart.

The corners of King Huiwen's mouth twitched slightly, a touch of blood red surged on Junxiu's face, and he clenched his fists and said: "Leave this matter to the widow, Brother Fan, you just need to be ready to fight with Wei Liang." ”

Zhao Fan felt a strange feeling in his heart, King Huiwen's tone just now was not like a monarch, since ancient times, everything has been done by courtiers, and it is the first time that it has been handed over to a widow.

Although he thought so, Zhao Fan could also understand King Huiwen's mood in his heart, he had been suppressed for so long, and finally had a chance to raise his eyebrows, how could he not be excited?

The three sons of King Zhao Wuling were discussing the matter of fighting against Li Dui in the ice and snow, and when King Huiwen and Zhao Sheng left, Zhao Fan suddenly remembered Lin Xiangru, and immediately recommended Lin Xiangru to his side to help deal with the affairs of the palace.

Thinking of the meeting between Zhao and Michi, Zhao Fan also believed in his heart that with Lin Xiang's similar intelligence and courage, he would be of great help to King Huiwen at this moment.

After all, there are many guards and palace maids in the palace, all of whom are Li Dui's people, and Zhao Fan is not very worried about the safety of King Huiwen. (To be continued.) )