At three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Fanwu did not wake up from his deep sleep, but was woken up by a rapid knock on the door.

"Tang Gongzi!"

Tong Zhantang shouted loudly as he knocked on the door.

The voice was anxious, but a little excited, as if he had encountered something unbelievable.

Zhang Fan woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, sat up, and asked while putting on his clothes, "What's the matter?"

"Someone is looking for it!"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Who will look for themselves so early?

It can't be Li Shan, right?

Could it be that there is news from the Imperial Palace so soon?

He was suspicious, but when Zhang Fan opened the door and looked, there were four other people outside the door in addition to Tong Zhantang.

One of them is Confucius.

"Mrs. Kong, Mrs. Kong?"

Zhang Fan was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Confucius would come to the door in person.

And the three people who came with Confucius, judging from their dress and temperament, are obviously not ordinary people.

As soon as he saw Zhang Fan, Confucius stroked his beard and smiled: "Tang Gongzi, I said goodbye yesterday, I didn't expect to meet again so soon!"

He originally knew Zhang Fan's true identity, but he still called Zhang Fan Tang Gongzi, obviously covering up his identity in front of Tong Zhantang.

Zhang Fan was such a smart person, he immediately understood what Confucius meant, and said with a smile: "Yes!"

After a few polite words, and not too much nonsense, he immediately invited Confucius and others into the house, and asked Tong Zhantang to make a pot of tea and send it to the room.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to put the teapot, Tong Zhantang whispered to Zhang Fan: "Tang Gongzi, I didn't expect you to know such a big person, disrespectful, disrespectful!"

Zhang Fan quietly stuffed ten gold coins into Tong Zhantang's palm, "Don't tell others, and don't let people disturb you!"

After living in Tongfu Restaurant for a few days, Zhang Fan knew the rules of Tongfu Restaurant, and the guys were not allowed to tip, as long as Bai Zhiruo found out, he would immediately serve in the store.

Looking around and making sure that Bai Zhi was not there, Tong Zhantang quickly put the gold coin in his pocket, winked at Zhang Fan, and then exited the room and closed the door with his hand.

As soon as Tong Zhantang went out on the front foot, the man with a short beard on his face couldn't help it, his eyes were glazed, and he was not angry but threatening.

"Second Master Ji, since you have come to the Beginningless City, why don't you come to us first?

The short-bearded man said in a rough voice, and there seemed to be a reproach in his words.

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, who are you to dare to talk to my son like this.

But after thinking about it, since this person knew his identity and came with Confucius, he was obviously not an ordinary person.

In order to rescue Wu Anhou, he had to be careful, he had a feeling of a tiger falling into Pingyang in Beginningless City, and no one dared to offend, so he could only accompany the smiling face.

Seeing Zhang Fan's stunned face, obviously not knowing the short-bearded man, Confucius smiled and said to the short-bearded man: "King Qingding, don't be impatient!"

"King Qingding?"

When Zhang Fan heard this, he was taken aback.

It turned out that the bearded man in front of him was Qingding Wang Xuanjian.

Some curious eyes looked King Qingding up and down, and saw that he was burly, with a dark complexion, a leopard's head and eyes, a swallow's jaw and a tiger's beard, wearing a gray robe, and a powerful and unyielding momentum between his eyebrows, as if Zhang Fei was reincarnated, which was daunting.

Immediately afterwards, Confucius introduced two other people to Zhang Fan, "This is the emperor Qin Hao, and this is the senior doctor Qu Fu, both of whom have been friends with Wu'an Hou for many years!"

Zhang Fan met them one by one.

There is no doubt that the reason why Confucius brought them here was to discuss with Zhang Fan about meeting Emperor Qin.

Because, as early as yesterday, Confucius told Zhang Fan that his strength may be limited by himself, but if he can unite King Qingding and others, Zhang Fan's hope of meeting Emperor Qin will be much greater.

It's just that what Zhang Fan didn't expect was that after only one night, Confucius, King Qingding and others came to the door.

After a slight hesitation, Qin Hao asked, "Second Prince Ji came this time, but it was for the sake of Wu'anhou?"

Isn't that nonsense you're asking?

said so in his heart, but Zhang Fan remained silent on the surface, nodded, and said, "Yes, please help!"

Hearing this, Qin Hao and Qu Fu glanced at each other and sighed, both with embarrassed looks on their faces.

The last time Ji Jin came, they also received him, but in the end, not only did they not rescue Wu Anhou, but even Ji Jin himself was miserably punished, and even affected them to be punished.

And now, less than a month has passed, and Emperor Qin's anger in his heart has not subsided, but Zhang Fan has come one after another, isn't this hitting the muzzle of the gun and killing himself?

Glancing at Zhang Fan, King Qingding snorted coldly in his nose and said, "When you come to Beginningless City at this time, aren't you sent to death?"

"For the sake of my father, why don't I die!"

A simple sentence made Zhang Fan say a sense of tragedy and grandeur that "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return".

But seeing Zhang Fan's righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, as if it was a tiger's den in the Sword Mountain, Fire Sea, Longtan, and Tiger's Den, he did not hesitate and regarded death as home, which made King Qingding couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Good boy!" King Qingding praised the authentic, "It is worthy of being Wu Anhou's biological son, and he really has a little bit of Wu Anhou's demeanor back then!"

"Please also ask you to fulfill it and play the book on my behalf, so that the little nephew can meet the emperor and express his heart!"

Zhang Fan said sincerely.

"The matter...... It's tricky!"

Qu Fu rubbed his palms, his face showed hesitation, and he turned his head to look at the side, not daring to look directly at Zhang Fan.

"The little nephew also knows that this matter is tricky, otherwise, how dare you alarm your uncles!"

Tears kept rolling in his eyes, speaking of which, Zhang Fan blinked his eyes, two lines of clear tears, and suddenly rolled down from his cheeks, at first it was just like a spring, but it didn't take long for it to be like a waterfall.

Almost never brewed, do whatever you want, tears come when you say it, and you don't even need to be assisted by props such as onions, such sharp acting skills, I don't know how many popular little fresh meat I killed in seconds.

Thump!

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly knelt on the ground, tears hung like a waterfall in front of the river, wept bitterly, tearing his heart, and hissed: "Father, the child is not filial, let you suffer, you must not blame the child for being useless, and don't blame your group of friends for not being righteous, it is really a child who is weak and powerless!"

After listening to Zhang Fan's words, Qin Hao and Qu Fu's faces turned black at that time, what do you mean by "don't blame your group of friends for not being righteous", that is to say, we are not righteous?

However, seeing Zhang Fan pounding his chest and feet, crying silently, as if Wu Anhou had died in the Infernal Prison, it was really sad for the listener to shed tears.

For a while, everyone was silent, and in the spacious room, only Zhang Fan's cry of grief and self-reproach echoed.

"Ding, congratulations to the host 'Zhang Fan' for his successful flickering. ”

"Trust from Confucius, +1."

"Trust from Xuan Jian, +1."

"Trust from Qin Hao, +1."

"Trust from Qu Fu, +1."

After a moment of silence, King Qingding suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Ji Erxian nephew, don't cry, this king will help you play the book!"