After Zhao Qian finished speaking, he secretly gave Qin Wan a look.

That means: you quickly withdraw, stop making trouble, and be careful that they will see it.

Qin Wan wanted to say that she was not afraid at all.

But thinking of Zhou Guo's current situation, she still couldn't help it.

Forget it, she doesn't care about Zhao Gan's little pitiful.

Well, that's right, Zhao Qian is a little pitiful in her eyes.

Can it not be pitiful?

The predecessor, the predecessor, is all faint.

When Zhao Gan ascended the throne, he inherited a mess, the kind of treasury that was empty enough to run horses.

Because the faint king in front of him killed too many loyal ministers and good generals, and the rest were all flattering flattery and traitors.

They can't govern the country, it's useless to fight, and they pit their own people, and that's one set of things.

How miserable Zhao Qian is.

When he ascended the throne, he was still a beautiful boy, and he was very easy to bully at first glance.

No, he has been fooled by civil and military officials for more than ten years, and his rights have been hollowed out.

It took an unknown amount of effort to get it back step by step.

But the government of the Zhou State had long been decayed, and Zhao Gan was so tired that he was sick, and he was unable to save the Zhou State.

Now he is still being targeted by the hungry wolves of the barbarians.

Qin Wan silently swept away a handful of bitter tears for him and decided to help him.

So she's going to keep doing things.

She took out a small porcelain vase from the sachet, then swept her eyes and pointed to a fat man in a military attache uniform and said, "You, come here!" ”

The fat man trembled with fright, and then instinctively hid behind the man next to him: "This official is Jian Anbo, you, you, you...... What do you want? ”

Qin Wan said fiercely: "If you want to come over, come over, what nonsense are you talking about?" Come, believe it or not, I slaughtered you and cut off your skull for a plate? ”

The fat man turned white with fright, and then he was pushed out.

It was the unlucky guy who had just been caught by him as a shield that pushed him.

The unlucky guy was also scared, for fear that Qin Wan would do what she said and really slaughter the fat man.

When the time comes, the fat man will hold on to him and continue to use him as a shield.

The fat man was so frightened that he was about to cry, and he almost didn't make Zhao Qian angry.

Zhao Qian couldn't help but say: "Jian Anbo, don't forget your identity, you have fallen into the prestige of your ancestors!" ”

The point is, you're so unproductive, where do you put my face?

Those barbarians are still watching!

I also want to have a good face.

He really regretted it, if he had known that Jian Anbo was so useless, when the Hou Mansion of Jian'an asked him to be sealed, he should have let them change people!

That's right, the fat man's earl inherited from his father, the Marquis of Jian'an.

The title of Zhou was a result of relegation.

Lao Tzu is a marquis, and his son can only be an earl.

Unless you make great achievements later, you will go up.

However, with the size and guts of a fat man, it is really not easy to make meritorious contributions.

The more Zhao Qian thought about it, the more congested he became.

He was depressed for a moment, and suddenly remembered something even sadder.

He's in his early thirties, and he doesn't have a son!

It's like the old thing on the barbarian side, there are several sons.

Recently, he even tried to kill a son to frame him!

Zhao Qian glanced at Mingzhe silently, eager to pack him up and throw him back to the barbarians.

At this time, the fat man moved towards Qin Wan step by step.

That's right, he's the one who moved it.

Because that step is too small.

Qin Wan was so angry that she threatened him: "If your legs are useless, I can cut them off and donate them to those in need." ”

The fat man was so frightened that he hurriedly said, "Don't cut, don't cut!" My legs work! ”

Qin Wan: "Then you are walking so slowly?" ”

The fat man had to speed up his steps, rushed to Qin Wan in three or two steps, and looked at her vigilantly: "You let this official come over, what do you want?" ”

Qin Wan handed him the porcelain vase: "One for each person, feed them to eat." ”

The fat man was dumbfounded: "It's just this? ”

Huh?

Didn't you want to kill him or beat him?

Just let him help feed a medicine?

Say it early!

It scared him to death.

Qin Wan asked him speechlessly, "Then what else do you want?" ”

The fat man breathed a sigh of relief instantly, took the porcelain vase, and walked towards the barbarian envoys.

The barbarian envoys immediately widened their eyes and glared at him viciously.

Hold it back!

We all hear it!

We won't eat it!

The fat man saw their fierce and vicious appearances, and took a step back in fright.

Just as he was about to say, "I'm quitting," the cold light reflected from the blade dazzled his eyes.

At that moment, the fat man was so frightened that his whole body stiffened.

Looking at those fierce barbarian envoys, he was suddenly not afraid.

Compared to real knives and real guns, these people are a fart!

He walked over angrily, poured a medicine from the porcelain bottle, opened the mouth of a barbarian envoy and stuffed him in.

As a result, the barbarian envoy was very cunning and wanted to bite the fat man's finger.

Who knew that he was fat and fat, and his movements were quite agile.

Seeing that the man was about to bite, the fat man grabbed the jewel from his braid and stuffed it into his mouth.

The man happened to bite on the gem and made a "click" sound, which made people's teeth ache.

Others were about to vomit from nausea.

The barbarians lived in the steppes, where water was scarce, so they rarely bathed.

They also like to braid their hair into lots of little braids.

Depending on the identity, the braid is decorated with gems or wolf teeth.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is, they bathe less and wash their hair less!

The braids looked oily and dirty, and just looking at them was unappetizing.

Now that he has been stuffed into his mouth by a fat man, not to mention how disgusting it is.

The civil and military officials present couldn't help but condemn the fat man in their hearts, thinking that he was too disgusting.

It's not good to stuff anything, you have to stuff your hair in!

The fat man didn't know that he had been disliked by his colleagues.

Seeing the barbarian envoy's pained expression, something called pride suddenly arose in his heart.

It turns out that he can also bully barbarians?

Once, he was always treated like a waste.

He also felt that he was quite wasteful.

Grow fat and eat more.

If you can't write it, you can't do it.

Thanks to a good tire, otherwise I don't think I would even be able to earn back the money for food.

He also once fantasized about riding a horse and whipping up, going straight into the grassland, and killing him without leaving a piece of armor.

But he knew that it was impossible, so he only dared to think about it in his dreams, and he was embarrassed to tell anyone.

However, at that moment just now, he suddenly realized that the barbarians were not so terrifying.

He can also make them miserable.

Make them scared!

The mentality of the fat man gradually changed.

Next, without Qin Wan saying anything, he quickly fed the pills to all the barbarian envoys.

Except for Mingzhe.

So after he fed the others, he looked at Mingzhe with burning eyes, wanting to do it again.

Mingzhe looked at him with a cold face.

He had long seen this dead fat man as unpleasant.

Especially those hands, it's too much of an eyesore.

I really want to cut it off.

Mingzhe stared at the white porcelain bottle in the fat man's hand, exuding an unpleasant aura all over his body.

The fat man subconsciously clenched the porcelain vase.

So Mingzhe was even more unhappy.