"Oh? Did Zhao Jia tell you this before he died?"
Jiang Fan was not too surprised that Zhao Jia did this. After all, Zhao Jia's conversation with him before his death had already shown that he had figured it all out.
"Yes, the death of my late father..." He gritted his teeth and said, "The most hateful person is King Xia, Jiang Luo!"
Jiang Fan's expression changed and he said slowly: "It seems you are not a fool."
Zhao Jia looked sad: "My late father joined the Demon-Slaying Alliance and became your enemy, which caused you to threaten An Yi. This is all cause and effect, and it is also a matter of Jianghu. I was born in Jianghu and died in a vendetta. There is nothing to say. But I, Zhao Tuo, no matter what I can’t accept that my late father died because of the temple’s plot, Jiang Luo basically forced my father to die!”
Jiang Fan sighed softly: "Now that you understand everything, how are you going to deal with this matter?"
Zhao Tuo's eyes were a little bloodshot: "I hate you, but I can't ignore the Zhao family. I didn't want to look for you this time, but you also know that sometimes people can't help themselves. My late father's disciples all came forward, so I had to come. Facing you. But I know that I really can't do anything. The temple is high and the rivers and lakes are deep. Zhao Tuo feels powerless. In this case, why don't you teach me what to do."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became strange: "Interesting...ask me, the enemy who killed your father, to teach you how to avoid others seeking revenge on me for you. You are...very interesting..."
"I am very boring, let alone boring. A person who is unable to take revenge and has to be manipulated by others is only worthy of talking about sorrow. Tell me, I really don't want to talk too much with a big enemy like you."
Jiang Fan lowered his head and smiled softly: "Okay, then I will teach you how to... escape."
Immediately, a shocking incident occurred at the Yuelai Inn. Zhao Tuo could not control his emotions when meeting his enemy, and stabbed Xiaoyao King with a hidden dagger, causing him to be injured.
Zhao Jia was also seriously injured by Jiang Fan's guards who took action in time.
This explosive news was beyond everyone's expectations and was completely caught off guard. This move can be said to be a big blow.
The most powerful regent of Qin among the five kingdoms was assassinated by Xia people in the capital of Yan, Xia, in full view of the public.
Qin, what will happen?
Some smart people immediately reacted to this problem and broke into a cold sweat at the time.
You know, this is still the husband of the empress, and that domineering Phoenix girl is not allowed to immediately raise an army? Even more recently, the 50,000 private troops are still stationed near Anyi.
An unexpected move that no one expected caused a shocking reversal of the situation in an instant.
At that time, King Xia was confused, Zhang Yi could no longer sit still, and those people outside were immediately forcibly dispersed. With Yuelai Inn as the center, several streets around were completely cleared, and the swords of the officers and soldiers were unsheathed, as if they were facing a powerful enemy.
Many people were horrified to realize that a terrifying crisis was coming when the hood faced the Xia Kingdom.
Many senior officials even directly suggested that Jiang Fan should be captured on the spot and used as a hostage to threaten the Qin State not to act rashly.
In fact, this is indeed a method, but it is obviously not the best method.
Therefore, Jiang Chen's driver Wang quickly rushed to the scene, and at the same time Zhang Yi's driver also arrived at Yuelai Inn.
As soon as they met, they understood each other's meaning just by exchanging glances.
Everything depends on Jiang Fan's attitude. If he refuses to let go, it is likely to be a national war. If he can accept negotiation, there is still room for redemption.
Therefore, we must not take action easily now, but...negotiate.
Of course, Jiang Fan's negotiating partner is no longer the confused old Duke. Only King Xia and Zhang Yi have this weight.
The simultaneous arrival of the two people was obviously to show their sincerity to the extreme.
Of course, they also understood each other's regrets at the same time. They really shouldn't let this happen with a little revenge. Who would have thought that Zhao Tuo would actually do this?
Sometimes it's like this, a sudden little thing, a little person that no one notices, is the fuse that ignites the raging flames, and even changes the entire world. There are many such lessons in history.
But human nature is like this. Who would normally think that such a thing would happen under their noses?
"How to deal with it." Jiang Chen asked Zhang Yi urgently in a low voice while walking quickly into the inn.
Originally, Jiang Luo wanted to use Zhao Jia's incident to teach King Xiaoyao a lesson. Jiang Chen thought it was a feasible idea at the time, but he gave up the idea for the sake of the overall situation.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Jia's family and disciples actually rose up to make trouble. However, after King Xia heard their request, he felt that he could not afford to cause trouble, so he took the opportunity to teach him a lesson, so that the people of the country would not feel that Xia was too weak. fine.
But no one expected that Zhao Tuo suddenly became violent and made Jiang Chen almost vomit blood.
"Meet first and adapt accordingly."
Zhang Yi also looked solemn. Before he saw Jiang Fan, he had no better solution for a while.
"Is there any fraud in this matter?" King Xia looked uncertain.
"It is not ruled out that Jiang Fan deliberately designed it, but as long as no loopholes are found, this matter will definitely be extremely difficult to deal with."
King Xia nodded, walked up the steps three steps at a time, turned a corner, and arrived at the Emperor's Room No. 1 where Jiang Fan was staying.
The moment they saw Jiang Fan, both of them looked ugly and felt something was not good.
Because Jiang Fan was injured more seriously than imagined, a dagger of unknown length was inserted into his chest, with almost no handle. A large mass of donated blood stained the floor. Mr. Jiang was sitting on the floor leaning on the bed with a bloodless face, as if he was in a coma. Someone is dealing with the injury nervously.
Beside him, several powerful men with terrifying auras had already appeared. Obviously, he did not come to Xia Kingdom alone.
In the corner of the room, a middle-aged man with his head wrapped in a white scarf, who seemed to be restrained, was sitting. There was a ferocious smile on his face, and he yelled crazily: "The hatred for killing my father, the hatred for humiliating the country, and the death of a man who deserved it-"
When King Xia and King Xia saw this, their hearts sank to the bottom. That man was obviously Zhao Tuo, and in his current state, he was clearly convinced of the assassination of King Xiaoyao. What's even more terrible is that he actually screamed about the hatred of killing his father and humiliating the country. When he came, I heard that he He kept shouting wildly, and almost everyone within a few hundred meters could hear it.
This not only proves that the assassination is true, but also that he plans to report it to the country and avenge his father, making it difficult for Xia Guo to deal with him...
During the day, Jiang Fan's sword-guarding rapier had already been unsheathed, and he stood in front of the two of them, his face cold and murderous.
"Is the regent okay?"
Zhang Yi didn't care about the guard's rude behavior at this moment and hurriedly asked.
The person who spoke was a short old man with white beard and white hair, "It's okay? Such and such, where can I start with the word "good"!"
The old man's face was as dark as water, and he was extremely sullen, while wisps of black energy rose from his body, which made people feel extremely depressed. The horror of this old man's cultivation was the only thing they had ever seen in their lives.
Not only the two chamberlains behind King Xia, but also the swordsman in black clothes behind Zhang Yi had a solemn look on his face, his hand on the hilt of his sword, as if facing a formidable enemy.
