Gu Beiyan gently held his wrist with her backhand: "I know, I've always known it. But now, listen to me, we must first defeat the Feng family and defeat King Hunxie. You said that we still need time."
"Well..." Jiang Fan nodded, seeming to be talking to himself.
"Without unification, without strong financial resources, we can't enter northern Xinjiang, we can't afford to fight. This battle is about the fate of the clan, we can't lose..."
Seeing that he was in a daze, Gu Beiyan squeezed his hand hard: "You are under too much pressure. This should not be you. The king of freedom is the king of freedom. Do you know what your greatest strength is? It's your unconstrained thoughts. It’s the unexpected handwriting, the endless miracles... Young Master, I think that only if you do your best, everything will be possible."
Jiang Fan was stunned. Gu Beiyan's words touched him a lot. Yes, many people think that they can change the world, isn't it just because they are... themselves?
The Soul-Slaying King did not bring up a large group of people to kill him.
This incident spread like a whirlwind throughout the entire royal court, and all the four kings knew that Morigen broke into someone else's camp and molested a maid. This kind of thing was nothing. Even to the barbarians, if he was brave enough to carry someone else's wife or daughter, It's normal to get up and snatch away, but when faced with the woman's one-on-one challenge, she was severely injured. This was witnessed by King Zuo Xian and King You Xian. How could you let King Tu Ling have any reason or the shame to replace his son? Going out to find trouble with a maid? If the barbarian warriors did this, they might not even be able to suppress their own tribe.
After meeting Du Meng and Hu Erchi, the militant madman didn't even leave the tent. He heard Du Meng say that if Mo Rigen hadn't participated in the competition, the Soul-Slaying King would have almost killed this idiot with his own hands.
But everyone knows that the Soul-Slaying King did not openly seek trouble, which does not mean that this matter will be over. He will definitely take revenge madly, because although he does not lack a son, this matter is also embarrassing, but he does not know whether this revenge is in line with the law. Leaving the conference is still an afterthought.
Of course, no news came out about Mo Rigen's injury. Only the medicine residue quietly collected by Lu Hanting made Jiang Fan sneer. Ninety-nine percent of this guy is inhumane.
The visit of the barbarian war god Batulu confirmed this matter.
The first warrior's expression was a little gloomy: "Jiang, King Morton is very angry."
Jiang Fan's expression remained unchanged: "Your Majesty, what you are saying is that you went to stir up trouble and were beaten by others, and in turn they have to apologize to you?"
Batulu said: "Hand over your maid, this matter will be wiped out, she is just a maid."
Jiang Fan looked at him: "Hand over Mo Rigen, and I will let go of the Soul-Slaying King's tribe. We are just one of his thirty-three sons."
Batulu stared at him: "It's not worth it for a maid."
Jiang Fan pointed at his face: "It's worth it."
Batulu said slowly: "You must always understand that this is in the grassland."
Jiang Fan remained unmoved: "Please understand that I represent Da Qin."
"If you die, Qin may not send troops."
Jiang Fan looked calm: "King Lingslaughter can give it a try."
Batulu was suddenly curious: "You are very confident. I never knew how you could get such confidence when you are alone in the grassland."
Jiang Fan said slowly: "There is a saying in Da Qin that the body can die and the country can be destroyed, but the national integrity cannot be lost."
Batulu was silent for a moment: "This matter is disgraceful to the Morton tribe, and it may not be done in a bright way."
Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "Are you reminding me? Thanks for that."
Batulu said: "For the sake of business, the Great Wolf Lord has said a few words for you."
"Oh?" Jiang Fan didn't seem surprised: "It seems that the Great Wolf Lord doesn't want me to die like this. He doesn't even want..."
He narrowed his eyes: "The Soul-Slaying King is so stupid."
Batulu looked at him: "What do you want to say?"
Jiang Fan shook his head: "It's nothing, I just think it's interesting. Among the four kings of the grassland, the most loyal one is the Soul-Slaying King who has no ties to anyone."
"You don't understand the grassland. The Golden Tent Royal Court has unparalleled dominance." Batulu said flatly.
Jiang Fan smiled: "Well, according to what you said, let me use an analogy. If Qin chooses to form an alliance with King Zuo Xian, it seems that it can't be done?"
"There is only war between the grassland and the Chinese." Batulu seemed to be laughing at his naivety.
Jiang Fan was noncommittal: "Then... King Hunxie and the Feng family, as well as the then Supreme Emperor and King Zuoxian, are all joking."
Batulu's eyes narrowed like needles: "Jiang, your heart can be punished."
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "I'm just reminding you that you don't necessarily need to use troops for everything. You see, even if you don't use troops, there are still many ways, right? After all, the Tianqi Mountain Ranch occupied by King Tu Ling is also one of the three major ranches. Well, I think many people also like it."
Batulu waved his hand suddenly: "Mo Zhigen's matter is just a very simple and trivial matter. You are thinking too much."
Jiang Fan laughed and said, "That's right. I just lost the competition. Besides, my maid didn't force him to kowtow to apologize. I should be content."
He said the last four words exactly.
Batulu said: "You are the most domineering Chinese I have ever seen. Sometimes I think that if I take action now, just one blow can eliminate huge hidden dangers in the future."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "But you are smarter than the Soul-Slaying King."
Batulu said: "Whether it's a war or an alliance, do you really think that this general won't dare to accept it?"
Jiang Fan said: "No, it's not a question of whether you dare to accept it or not. It's a question you've been struggling with. You really want to kill me, but you don't want to take too big a risk. What's more, I have salt, wine, tea and other basic necessities in my hands. You Over and over again, you are trying to trick me into trying to find arguments for killing or killing, but unfortunately, it has no effect other than letting me see your entanglement."
Batulu looked gloomy.
Jiang Fan ignored it and kept talking to himself: "Business and war are two huge weights, but you are still trying to find more of my weights to determine how to tilt the balance as soon as possible. Don't worry so much. , I can tell you so that you and the Great Wolf Lord won’t have trouble sleeping.”
He held out three fingers: "In addition to business cooperation, in addition to the threat of war, there are at least three more."
Batulu actually listened to him silently.
"The first one is the Feng family. I mentioned the Feng family just now. I can see it clearly in your eyes. You have realized that the Feng family is not only a threat to Da Qin. They cooperate with King Hunxie. You also see the threat. , the Great Wolf Lord never wants any of them to be too powerful, nor does he want them to have huge and unknown foreign aid. As I just said, you also don’t want Qin to support King Zuo Xian."
Batulu moved his fingers slightly: "It's a very unreasonable reason. The Golden Tent Royal Court under Changsheng Tianxia is different from your Zhou royal family. You Chinese people can only fight among themselves."
