As Zhen Jun's team arrived outside Puyang City, the sky was already pitch black and the city gate had long been closed.

  The cavalcade stopped at an open space outside the city to avoid the wind, and the servants began to start a fire and cook food.

  "Sir, you've finally caught a moment when Zhen Jun is not around. Sir, are you really going into the city? Although I'm just a rough man, I also know that this trip may be more unlucky than lucky... Have you thought of a good plan?"

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one smiled and said, "If even this bit of courage is lacking, how can one roam freely?"

  At present, people with ideals must have the ambition to manipulate the world at will, and at the same time, they must also have the awareness of sacrificing their lives for this ideal at any time, so as to be calm and composed.

  Scholars, sometimes have to fight with dogs for food to survive, sometimes because of a wrong word, can be self-criticized; sometimes just because of a sympathetic heart, can make a life-and-death promise...

  Therefore, there is a saying: "A gentleman would rather die than betray his friends."

  "Sir..." Ji Bian was never afraid of death and understood the carefree nature of warriors, but he felt that women could be carefree to the point of disregarding their own lives, which was also strange.

  The warm glow of the fire cast a gentle light on Song's face, and her eyes reflected the dancing flames, sweeping away her usual laziness.

  No matter how careless she is in daily life, when it comes to things that require seriousness, she will never be the slightest bit lazy.

  "Mr. Song, come and try some roasted lamb, this lamb was brought from Yiqi, it's very delicious." Zhen Jun personally held a clay plate, on which was placed a large lamb leg with a golden yellow color, oily and fragrant, the aroma wafted over, instantly stimulating the appetite.

  Song Chu took a knife and cut off a piece, put it in his mouth, and praised, "Good taste"

  "What does the gentleman plan to do after entering the city? I have some wealth and a decent house, if the gentleman is not disinclined, why not come to my home as a guest?" Zhen Jun poured her a full cup of wine.

  Although they had only been together for a short time, Song Chu had a good impression of Zhen Jun. Many wealthy merchants liked to make friends with scholars and were willing to provide financial assistance because if the scholar held office in any country in the future, he could help their business. Zhen Jun probably had this purpose as well, but he made friends with sincerity and would not make people feel disgusted.

  "Brother Zhen warmly welcomed me, and I didn't want to decline at first, but after entering the city, I'm afraid it's out of my control." Song Chu took a sip of hot wine, feeling refreshed all over, and raised his cup to Zhen Jun, "I'll definitely visit you again when I've finished my business."

  "In that case, I won't insist then! Wishing Mr. everything goes smoothly! Cheers!" Zhen Jun raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

  Song Chu Yi was also like this

  The night wind was blowing strongly, after a good drink, Song Chuyi got on the horse cart and slept soundly for the whole night.

  The next morning, after entering the city with the convoy, they parted ways with Zhen Jun.

  Afterwards, Song didn't directly rush back to Anping Prefecture, but instead found an inn and sat down, first inquiring about the news within Bozhou City.

  It's not known if you don't listen, but it's shocking once you do. Song Chuyi and Ji Bian had just sat down for a short while when Ji Bian became somewhat anxious. There were all sorts of rumors going around, and they were all unfavorable to Song Chuyi.

  Is there still a chance for a comeback in this situation?

  Song Chu's eyebrows also gradually furrowed, she had already determined the culprit, and remembered that Min Chi liked to use his connections, he had been in Puyang for so long and must have many resources to exploit, but at such a young age, he already had such means, it was indeed "surprising"

  The situation is more serious than imagined, so Song Chu Er decided not to return to Lin'an Prefecture for the time being. She still has some room for maneuver outside, and if she is really taken care of, she can only be slaughtered at will.

  The morning light shines outside the tavern, the strong wine is fragrant, but it can't drive away the chill.

  Zhao State Handan, after many days of freezing, also had the warmth of spring. Outside the city, corpses piled up like mountains, emitting a bloody and decaying smell. Some soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield.

  The war has come to an end, and Gongzi Fan has occupied the royal city. The Marquis of Zhao was forced to flee.

  Although the military tally and national seal were still there, but failed to capture Zhao Hou, Gongzi Fan was unable to put his mind at ease. So he suppressed the news on one hand, while sending people to pursue and issue secret orders: whoever beheads Zhao Hou would be rewarded with 10,000 taels of gold and enfeoffed as a marquis of 10,000 households, regardless of their background.

  On the other hand, he began to coerce the courtiers into making Gongzi Ke the ruler.

  In the grand and majestic hall, Gongzi Fan wore a dark brown embroidered robe with a high crown and wide belt. He sat in front of the monarch's seat, about one zhang away, leaning on the armrest, stretching out his hand to let a maid trim his fingernails. In a languid tone, he said, "If Gongzi Ke is established as the ruler, who still has objections?"

  The entire hall was silent, with the maid who polished Gongzi Fan's fingernails sweating profusely on her forehead, as the only sound in the entire hall was the rubbing of his nails.

  "Look at you scaring my little beauty!" Young Master Fan withdrew his hand, pulled the maid into his arms, stroked her pretty face and said softly, "Since none of you have any objections..."

  "A traitor!" A general slammed his hand on the table and said coldly, "If Zhao State falls into the hands of a traitor like you, it will perish in no more than three years! I would rather die than surrender!"

  "He's a good fellow!" Young Master Fan nodded and smiled slightly, "Come on, take him down to find over ten men to serve this good fellow."

  What is meant by "attending" definitely cannot be finding a child prostitute, but rather...

  Everyone's face turned even uglier, this young master is really vicious, doing something that would cut off one's descendants and cause eternal regret. Killing someone would just leave a bowl-sized scar, but to humiliate someone like this!

  "Shameless scoundrel!" The general struck a desperate pose.

  All the generals' swords were taken away, and he could only fight with his bare fists.

  More than ten swordsmen came in, and the two sides confronted each other for a moment. General Mu took the initiative to attack Gongzi Fan, considering today's situation, those guards were not opponents of the general at all. In order to save time and make the fight more spectacular, he specially prepared a group of strong swordsmen led by Jin Gao

  Young Master Fan supported his head with his hands and smiled as he watched this melee.

  The general also found himself being played like a monkey, unwilling to be humiliated. He gritted his teeth and took advantage of the swordsman's attack, suddenly thrusting forward with his body. The sword blade passed through the gap in the armor, weakening its force. The general then grabbed the swordsman's hand with both hands and pushed the sword deeply into his own chest.

  Fresh blood suddenly splashed like rain

  No one dodged, all of them couldn't bear to close their eyes

  Gongsun Gu stared at this scene, secretly gritting his teeth. That despicable Song Huaijin! The promise hadn't even had time to take effect!

  "What a pity!" Gongzi Fan glanced around the hall, "Is there anyone else who has objections?"

  He looked at the silent Chancellor Gongsun Pi and said, "The old chancellor is the head of all officials, should he express his opinion?"

  Gongsun Pi sneered expressionlessly, "Does the young master also want to find a dozen strong men to serve the old man?"

  Gongsun Pi's disciples and students are all over the world, and he himself is also highly respected by many scholars. Gongzi Fan naturally did not dare to do something that would be condemned by scholars from all over the world, so he smiled slightly and said, "Old Chancellor, what are you talking about? I have prepared a dozen beauties for you."

  "Hmph!" Gong Sun He no longer bothered with him about this matter, coldly saying, "Since we are going to establish a new ruler, why have we not even seen the face of the new ruler until now? The young master is already seventeen, not a child, can't he take care of things himself?"

  Gongsun Pi's words directly kicked Gongzi Fan out of the picture, but didn't give him any face at all.

  Young Master Fan's heart was seething with rage, wanting to tear the old man into a thousand pieces, but his face remained calm and composed as he said, "Still, Old Chancellor has insight."

  "He shouted loudly, 'Come on, go and invite Master Ke' (to vote), (and) cast a recommendation vote for the month"