Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan didn't have any displeasure: "He clearly distinguishes between grudges and grudges, separates public and private affairs, and does not kidnap friendship for the sake of friendship in the face of major issues of right and wrong. He is a real man."

Gao Rong calmly clasped his fists: "Thank you, Prince Regent, for your understanding."

"But I also have something that I don't understand, and you need to answer it."

"Please ask."

Jiang Fan stared at him: "When the Supreme Emperor rebelled again, Jin Enforcer appeared in the Demon Palace, and you... met with Jin Enforcer late at night. Why?"

Gao Rong was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed, as if he didn't expect Jiang Fan to know about this. But at this moment, he did not hesitate and said directly: "Because of Jieyu. When she was rescued and came to Qin, the empress dowager took action and she owed her life. The Supreme Emperor sent Jin Enforcement to find Jieyu and asked for her name. However, this thing has been donated by me long ago. To Your Majesty, I met His Highness at that time.”

It was rare that he said so many things at once for his wife. It seemed that he really cared about Jieyu. However, after his narration, Jiang Fan suddenly remembered that he did meet Gao Rong on the day of "washing dates". Xiaocui said that he was here to deliver something on Jieyu's behalf.

"My wife will never allow private matters to disturb the country, so she avoids her. Gao Mou will see her on behalf of her. However, because the Empress Dowager has a favor for saving her life, Jieyu reminds Jin Zhenzhu that it is best not to personally participate in the affairs of the Supreme Emperor, in case of accidents."

Only then did Jiang Fan understand why Law Enforcement Jin had lost his control when he finally took action. He must have followed the advice.

"This matter is in the past, and I won't pursue it any further, but it has affected major events after all. I don't want similar situations to happen again in the future."

Gao Rong clasped his fists heavily: "The friendship has been repaid and will never be repeated again."

"What if something happens?" Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes at him.

Gao Rong raised his head and said decisively: "Today Gao Rong has cleared away his distracting thoughts. If anything happens, Gao Rong will die!"

Jiang Fan nodded slightly, dropped the wooden box, and slowly took out a book from his arms, "In that case, I have something for you."

Gao Rong looked at him slightly doubtfully, then lowered his head to look at the book in his hand, but his eyes suddenly condensed.

After a long while, he looked up at Jiang Fan with a shocked expression: "Liu Tao...are you the Sixth Young Master?"

Jiang Fan looked at Gao Rong and laughed: "You are not the only one in the world who knows how to wear a mask."

This was an admission, and Wu Qu was so shocked that the fishing rod dropped to the ground. The Sixth Young Master, who is half astonished in the world, is actually the Lord? Also, only a person like him can write such ancient and wonderful books as "The Art of War" and "On War".

For a moment, he felt a sense of emotion, his name is Wu Qu, but if there is a Wu Qu Star Lord coming to this world, it can only be the Lord!

Gao Rong was even more shocked, "No wonder, Master said you gave him a feeling of deja vu..."

Jiang Fandao: "Wei Xiu, a master of the art of war in the world, once presided over the discussion of generals and martial arts, and personally ranked Ying Wushuang at the top of the list. He did not take into account the feelings between teachers and students. He ranked me second on the Young Dragon Ranking. This aspect deserves respect. However, Unfortunately, from what you said, I understand that he didn’t realize it was me.”

Gao Rong lowered his head and looked at the book of war in his hand: "Your Majesty gave me the first three chapters of the Art of War. Your Highness, do you want to give me the six Tao..."

Jiang Fan nodded: "You deserve it."

Gao Rong's pale face suddenly flushed, and he knelt down on one knee: "Gao Rong, I am willing to be the regent's sword!"

Jiang Fan slowly shook his head: "No, always remember that you are just the sword of Da Qin."

Gao Rong looked up at him, his eyes were extremely excited, yes, he had chosen the wrong person, just based on these words!

Jiang Fan put his hand on Gao Rong's shoulder: "Gao Rong, follow the order!"

"Chen, here!"

"You have experience in leading new armies and know the Feng family well. You are a suitable candidate. I order you to lead 50,000 new troops to sweep away the Feng family Xingluo in the eastern border of Great Qin."

Gao Rong didn't hesitate at all: "My lord, take the order!"

After looking at Gao Rong, Jiang Fan slowly turned around and looked towards the distant south——

...Liu Tao doesn't see Liu Tao. I hope Liu Tao doesn't want to see Liu Tao either...

——

The next day, someone at the head of Anyi City discovered that half of the people on the opposite side were missing. They must have left last night.

Although such an inexplicable disappearance feels a bit unfounded, less is better than too much.

"So, this guy is just bluffing." A middle-aged man stood on the city wall and looked at the riverside opposite with contempt.

An old man standing next to him, who was as tall as a spear, looked at the opposite side with his hands behind his hands and said slowly: "Being a father is not his goal. He has other agendas."

The middle-aged man frowned: "What are you trying to do?"

The old man's eyes were calm: "I don't know, but... his goal is not to be a father, but his goal to be a father is him."

The middle-aged man was shocked: "Dad, do you want to assassinate Jiang Fan?"

The old man's eyes became sharp: "I, Zhao Jia, are valued by Meng Taihua and have been given supreme spear skills. I shall serve the Holy Land and eradicate the aliens."

The middle-aged man took a breath: "Dad, this Jiang Fan is not easy to deal with. If nothing else, he has at least 50,000 elite soldiers around him..."

"It was these 50,000 elite soldiers that prompted my father to make up his mind. When the army is approaching, it must have a plan. The prince came to visit me the day before yesterday. It was clear from his words that Jiang Fanxing was threatening. My father has lived in the Xia Kingdom for a long time, and the two generations of Mongolian kings Shanglong Well, it is more important to share the worries of the family and the country. If the king does not move, he may be in trouble, but I, Zhao Jia, can act in Jianghu ways." The old man's eyes were stern and his tone was like a gun.

The middle-aged man was a little panicked: "Dad, you should think twice before you act..."

The old man waved his hand: "No need to say more, as a father, he has his own opinions."

Then, he turned around and stared at the middle-aged man: "My son, you have inherited my father's true teachings. As long as you work hard patiently, you will be better than me sooner or later. I am old, and today I order you to take over the position of the head of the family. You should take good care of the Zhao family from now on. I agree with your taking a concubine. The Zhao family is a little thin, so we need to have more branches and leaves..."

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, and suddenly seemed to think of something, his face suddenly changed: "Dad, you..."

The old man waved his hand to interrupt him: "There is no one else today, you must remember what I said. If I never come back, remember that the Zhao family will never be allowed to serve as officials in the court, and the Zhao family members must not seek revenge on King Xiaoyao, otherwise I will not rest in peace in my grave."

The middle-aged man looked terrified: "Dad, why, why do you say that, can't we not do this?"

The old man looked at him with love and sighed: "My son, you don't understand why the prince came... Remember, don't ask, don't say. I am satisfied to have a filial son like you. Everyone will die one hundred years later. Now I am over sixty years old, there is nothing to let go. I think your death in exchange for a hundred years of stability for my Zhao family is worth it."

The middle-aged man suddenly knelt on his knees: "Dad——"

...

That day, a long laugh that pierced the clouds and broke the sun resounded through the top of Anyi City. A figure spread its wings like an eagle, flew across the yellow sand river, and stood above the waves. The full-bodied voice was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger.

"Jiang Fan is a demon, notorious, and his ten crimes are well-deserved. Everyone in the world can kill him! Since I, Zhao Jia, have joined the Demon Killing League, am I still afraid of you, a scum in the martial arts world? Jiang Fan, do you dare to fight a fair battle with the Western Branch of the Demon Killing League?"

On this day, Zhao Jia, the gun king of Xia State, shocked Anyi, and issued a challenge to the King Xiaoyao, who was at the peak of his career, and led 500 chivalrous men of the Demon Killing League to fight King Xiaoyao. Five hundred against five hundred, if he wins, King Xiaoyao will go back to his hometown in Qin State, if he loses, he is willing to leave his life.

Zhao Jia stood on the crest of the wave, his voice shook the four fields, and asked you, Jiang Xiaoyao, if you dare!

Jiang Fan stood by the river with his hands behind his back, squinting at the figure in the river.

"You are trying to embarrass me..."

Wu Qu stood beside him and said slowly: "This is the work of the Xia Kingdom."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Zhao Jia is also a man. He sacrificed his life to embarrass me, making me lose the deterrence against the Xia Kingdom and strengthening the faith of the Demon Killing Alliance..."

"My Lord, will you accept the challenge?"

Jiang Fan smiled lightly: "There is no reason to escape."

"I am willing to lead 500 personal soldiers to fight."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "If someone issues a challenge, how can I greet him with an army?"

Wu Qu said: "This is a private army."

"You can't hide it from people. Besides, a private army is also an army."

Wu Qu said slowly: "Please... send someone from the city?"

Jiang Fan shook his head and turned his head to look back: "This king will give you a chance to show your ability."

Behind him, on a black horse that was twice as tall as an ordinary horse, a strong young man in plain clothes sat quietly. Hearing this, his eyes shone: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The next moment, he pulled the reins and galloped to the riverside. The horse stood up and let out a loud neigh.

The young man's true energy exploded, and his voice was like gold and stone: "Zhao Jia, a man! How can you challenge my king to a fight? I am the servant of King Xiaoyao, Shen Tu Li, and I will deal with you, an old man, on behalf of my king!"