Thinking of this, Huang Qiong touched the Hulao Pass, which has a history of thousands of years. There had been countless life-and-death battles that determined the rise and fall of the world. He looked at the knife marks and arrow holes on the bricks at the head of the city and the mountains outside the pass. But a surge of pride suddenly rose in his heart. : "Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not whistling and walking slowly. The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? Can you live your life in the misty rain?"
"What a wonderful person. Although the prince is young, he is full of lofty ideals. With this ambition, why should the prince worry about the uncertainty of the world? But prince, you should only have said the first half of this poem. Why don't you put them Complete it?" Fan Jian, who came behind Huang Qiong, couldn't help but praise loudly when he heard the lyrics sung by Huang Qiong.
In fact, Huang Qiong had already discovered it when Fan Jianlai came behind him. But after hearing the sound of Fan Jian's footsteps, Huang Qiong didn't pay attention. As for the two unfamiliar footsteps beside him, I'm afraid there won't be anyone else except his brother and sister-in-law, who may not have given up yet.
Huang Qiong didn't want Fan Dao and his wife to know that he knew kung fu and was on par with Fan Dao, and even slightly superior in internal strength. In addition, the people who came behind him were all familiar people. Therefore, I deliberately pretended to be deaf and dumb. Otherwise, if it were an ordinary person, Huang Qiong, who was more or less invincible at the moment, would let others approach his back casually?
Hearing Fan Jian's voice, Huang Qiong turned his head and looked at the three members of the Fan family standing side by side in front of him, ignoring Fan Jian who was in awe of his half-que poem. Instead, he bowed slightly and said to Fan Dao and his wife: "I would like to thank you two here for your help last night. I was supposed to express my thanks last night, but it was delayed by some things. I will make up for it now." It should still be too late.”
Fan Dao and his wife didn't take it seriously to Huang Qiong's somewhat belated thanks. However, Fan Dao's newlywed wife carefully looked at the young prince in front of her. After replaying the first half of the words that Huang Qiong said in her mind several times, she shook her head towards her husband. It was obviously a signal not to say something anymore.
Fan Dao was obviously very convinced of his wife's judgment. After receiving his wife's signal, some things were not mentioned again. However, he was still a little dissatisfied with the guy in front of him who abducted his younger brother. He hummed Huang Qiong's thanks and passed away.
Huang Qiong didn't pay much attention to Fan Dao's indifference and just laughed it off. Although she has never traveled in Jianghu, my mother has occasionally mentioned the character of Jianghu people. He knew that even though he was a prince, the Fan family might not necessarily buy into his fault. If the Fan family was not only a member of the Jianghu family, but also a big businessman, and did not want to offend the court too deeply, I am afraid they might not even have this hum.
But what happened next was somewhat beyond Huang Qiong's expectations. Maybe it was the small setback yesterday that hurt the morale of the rebels. Perhaps the destruction of the food and baggage made the rebels temporarily unable to launch an attack. The whole morning, the rebels huddled in the camp and did not launch any offensive.
After noon, King Jing, another protagonist of the war, Huang Qiong's second brother in this life, sent an envoy to enter the pass. Accompanying the envoy, there were more than a dozen bloody heads and two large packages. Of course, there is also a personal letter from King Jing. In the letter, the second brother, whom Huang Qiong had never met before, proposed to meet Huang Qiong at Hulao Pass for a while.
After reading the so-called letter written by Prince Jing in his hand, Huang Qiong pondered for a while. Because of what happened before, he didn't know whether the letter in his hand was actually written by King Jing himself. Even if the so-called messenger in front of him was really sent by King Jing, he did not dare to judge easily.
Maybe he saw the hesitation in Huang Qiong's eyes, or simply said he didn't trust him. King Jing's envoy looked at Fan Dao and his wife who were standing next to Huang Qiong, as well as Fan Jian and several guards, and then said: "Your Highness, please ask the people around you to step back. There are some words, King Jing I have told you again and again that I can only speak to the King of England alone. Please rest assured, King of England, I am not an assassin, nor do I have the skills."
Regarding the envoy's request, Huang Qiong smiled lightly and said: "These people are the people around me, and they are also the people I have always relied on. I have nothing to hide from them. Your Majesty, if you have anything to say, just tell me. That’s it. As for whether your envoy is an assassin or not, it doesn’t matter. My second brother won’t be that stupid and won’t use the same method twice.”
Seeing that Huang Qiong was not impressed, the envoy did not ask again. He just pointed at the dozen heads placed in the tray and said: "These people are the masterminds of the assassination of His Royal Highness last night. My prince specially sent me to deliver their heads this time to express my apology to the prince."
"My prince said that he and His Majesty the King of England are close relatives of flesh and blood, even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. Although they are in a hostile position now, he has always been honest in everything he does. He will only fight with the British on the battlefield. Even if he loses to the King of England in an upright contest, he will never think there is anything ugly about it.”
"As for the secret assassination method, he would never do such a despicable thing. The assassination of His Royal Highness last night was made by these people privately, and my prince did not know about it at the time. For these people to do such a thing This is something that harms the brotherhood between my prince and His Royal Highness. My prince is extremely angry and will impose the severest sanctions on these people."
"And I specially sent my Majesty to send their heads over to express my apology. I also invited His Royal Highness the King of England to gather together to show our brotherhood. When my prince came, I specially told him that if His Royal Highness the King of England is willing to meet with my prince, he will I will tell His Royal Highness the true story of this rebellion. It will be a great achievement for the King of England, and I will give an explanation to the Emperor when I go back."
After hearing what the messenger said, Huang Qiong's heart moved slightly. According to the confessions of the two female assassins captured before, King Jing was at the scene when these assassins were assigned tasks before setting off. But the messenger said that King Jing did not know about it at the time. And according to the two women's confessions, King Jing had no control over the so-called Thirteenth Iron Guard Battalion.
But what happened to these heads in front of him now? If these heads are real, then the reasons are somewhat interesting. It is also very simple to judge whether these heads are real. Just bring the two women caught last night and identify them.
Huang Qiong secretly guessed in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change at all. He just said in a calm tone: "Thank you so much for your prince. Since the second brother has such intentions, it would be okay for me as a younger brother to refuse. He seems a little petty. Go back and tell your prince that I agree to his request for a meeting."
"However, the location of this meeting cannot be decided by my second brother. Not only will I be worried about going to your camp, but the three thousand soldiers at Hulao Pass will not agree to it. I am sure that your prince will be equally unhappy about coming to Hulao Pass for the meeting. I will agree. In this way, the meeting address will be chosen five miles outside Guancheng. If your prince is worried, you and I can each bring a hundred cavalry."
Having said this, Huang Qiong looked at the envoy and smiled and said: "I just don't know if your prince can be the master. Naturally, I don't know as much about the inside story of this rebellion as my second brother, but I do. You may not know anything. You can go back. If the second brother is really capable of doing this, set up a tent five miles outside the city, and I will come out of seclusion to meet him."
Regarding Huang Qiong's reply, the envoy smiled faintly and said with some arrogance in his tone: "His Royal Highness, you are indeed very skillful. But although my prince is slightly inferior to His Royal Highness in manipulation methods. But my prince After all, he and the King of England are biological brothers. His Royal Highness the King of England has great talents, and my prince is not too different."
"Yes, there are indeed people who have planted a lot of nails around my prince, trying to control my prince firmly. But he underestimated my prince too much, thinking that with his little tricks, he would not be able to stand out. You can control my prince in the palm of your hand. Before, my prince just had some concerns and kept them unaddressed."
"When my prince proposes to meet with the King of England, he will naturally clear away the hidden dangers around him. These dozen heads are proof. His Royal Highness, these dozen people are all the people who are in charge of matters placed next to my prince. There are not only things that are obvious, but also things that have always been hidden from the light. King of England, when it is time to take action, my prince has always been no worse than the Queen of England."
This guy is also an arrogant person. When he answered Huang Qiong's words, there was a hint of arrogance in his words. After saying these words, he pointed to the two large packages that were delivered along with the heads and said: "My prince knows that the King of England has some hobbies for poor people, so he specially sent me to deliver a package to the King of England. Gifts are a token of appreciation."
"Please rest assured, the King of England, that these two girls have worked hard to seduce each other. Although they are not as good as the twins that the King of England got last night, they are even better in terms of beauty. Floor. And my prince assures you that these two women are both virgins." After saying that, he personally stepped forward and opened the two packages, revealing two stunning and enchanting beauties wrapped in cloaks.
These two girls are not only extremely beautiful, but also have hot and voluptuous figures. They are exactly the type that Huang Qiong likes. After opening the package, the messenger said coldly to the two girls: "From now on, you will be His Royal Highness's people, and you must serve him with all your heart. Now stretch out your arms and let His Highness the King look at you. Gonggong sand on the arm."
The two women, who were tightly wrapped in cloaks, heard the messenger's words and quickly stretched out their two snow-white arms in front of everyone. A bit of bright red Gonggong sand on his arm looked extremely eye-catching under the white snow. The envoy paid no attention to the somewhat unnatural expression on Huang Qiong's face after seeing the two girls. He bowed deeply and left in a swaggering manner.
At this time, Huang Qiong realized that this bullshit messenger had set a trap for him in disguise. He knew that he would not repel the people around him, but he did not make any explanation in advance. What I said before didn't matter, but at the end, I openly pointed out my lustful flaws.
He also directly sent two beautiful beauties in various poses to prove that he was telling the truth. Huang Qiong did not want to take them back or accept them. By retreating, it was clear that he would not give King Jing face. Although at this time, it doesn't matter whether you give him face or not. But unless he really doesn't want to know the whole story, he can't fall out with King Jing at least for the time being.
But if he accepts it, wouldn't it confirm his lustful nature? What does it mean for a person to be so sick? To put it bluntly, he is lustful. I am afraid that no one present does not know the meaning of this sentence. When did I become a womanizer in the eyes of others? Why didn't I know?
Although he didn't want to leave this impression on Fan Dao and his wife, Huang Qiong didn't want to say anything now that the matter was over. Although he tried to pretend he didn't see it, the actions of brother and sister-in-law Fan Jian, intentionally or unintentionally, to cover up the smiles at the corners of their mouths with their hands were a little too obvious.
