On the border between South Korea and Zhao, on the bank of the stream, a long and graceful river is winding and winding. The light yellow reeds on both sides are swaying left and right under the blowing of the cold wind. It looks like the beautiful woman with a slender waist, but in that war

Being ravaged by others makes it miserable and desolate.

The cold winter was coming to an end, and the tender green branches began to break out of the loess, covering the bare earth with a new layer of clothes. On the bank of the river, a young man wearing black clothes and a tiger robe with red edges was sitting on the bank of the stream.

Listening to the rushing water, I closed my eyes slightly as if I was about to fall asleep. With a brown bear skin on my shoulders and a hair crown on my head, I felt much calmer.

Behind him stood two tall young men, Erlang. The one on the left was wearing a green robe. The taller one was wearing a green hair hat and holding a three-foot long sword in his arms. The one on the right was wearing a black bun.

His face, his hands clasped in front of his chest, the sword on his waist swinging from side to side under the cold wind, he squinted his eyes but didn't know what he was thinking of writing.

"My lord! This time I married the princess of Zhao. The young master is relying on Zhao, and the fight for the crown prince will be more convenient in the future!" The cuckold boy had a hint of excitement in his eyes. After all, his net worth was already under pressure.

With this noble man in front of me, there is absolutely no reason to retreat.

Who could the young man in front of him be if he didn't look like Han Feng! Han Feng opened his eyes, gently stroked his cold cheek, raised his head and glanced at the endless mountains around him, and said helplessly: "Zhao Guo is an external force after all.

, with the help of external forces from other countries, one is to show that I have no trump cards, and the other is that Zhao has always been ambitious. When the old king goes to the new king to take the throne, in the most troubled times, Zhao will definitely bite off a piece of meat and eventually lead the wolf into the house. Many lines in this line are unintentional.

Act of!"

Han Feng picked up the stone on the ground and threw it on the water, causing countless splashes. Han Feng commented on the water splash with his tiger eyes, and said with a hint of worry: "This trip to Handan is like this stone, although now

It seems to have caused some fluctuations, but the lake surface of the stream has not changed at all, and the water surface has not stopped flowing because of this stone!"

"Is it true that we have gained nothing from this trip?" Zhang Bao looked at the gradually rippling stream and lake, with a hint of worry and confusion in his eyes.

"Hahahaha! That's not the case! At least I'm old enough to open a mansion, so you guys still remember the words of Mr. Wei!" Han Feng took out the jade in his arms and started stroking it, his eyes full of confusion.

"It's hard for the young master to leave Chang'an!" Guan Xing reacted first and said what he said.

"Not bad!" Han Feng stood up slightly and walked slowly along the river. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "You also know the situation in the court. The prince was demoted to Luoyang for making mistakes. Han Ning's power in the court has increased dramatically.

Expansion, Han Ming has never been in love with the kingship, if I return to Chang'an now, am I going to fight with Han Ning to a bloody head?"

"Are we just going to let Han Ning grow bigger?" Zhang Bao heard what Han Feng said, but he felt like he was walking on thin ice.

Han Feng stopped, then turned his head and looked at Guan Ping and Zhang Bao. His strange eyes showed a hint of smile and said, "What do you think of Father!"

"The king is naturally a master of the Ming Dynasty who has not been seen in a century! After the old Xiang Shen Bu Hua's reform was completed, the national strength was strengthened, and this is the current situation!" Guan Xing had a dignified look in his eyes.

"Hahahahahaha! Then think about it carefully. With your father's wisdom and martial arts, how can you let Han Ning continue to be rampant? Otherwise, your father will be like the current Grandpa Wang, retiring in the palace!" Han Feng finished.

He just said nothing, looked into the distance, and rubbed his eyebrows.

Zhang Bao and Guan Xing suddenly realized it. They punched Han Feng and said after a while: "My lord is wise!"

"Watch carefully! If Han Ning doesn't know how to restrain himself, he will definitely rebel against him!" Han Feng faced Chang'an, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

In fact, Han Feng also has a hidden danger in his heart. Han Chen's crown prince position has not been deposed after all, and Han Ning's power continues to expand. If Han Feng is going into trouble at this time, the situation will be muddy, but the enemy will not be able to see clearly.

, so now Han Feng can only do nothing but do something.

"Your Highness!" A sound like a silver bell was heard, and a graceful woman appeared in front of the three of them. This woman was quite curvy, and her head alone was not weak compared to Han Feng's. Her eyes were filled with tears.

Although the Zhao people are tough and tough, the women are gentle and respectful, with the exception of Zhao Feiyan.

Han Feng looked towards him and immediately stood up with his hands behind his back and said, "It's windy outside, why are you out here!"

Princess Zhao, Zhao Ya! Although the two are in a political marriage, one is restrained and brilliant, and the other is elegant and intelligent. You can understand it at just one glance. If you can't resist, let's give it a try first!

"I sewed riding boots for His Highness. It's cold today, and it would be warmer for the young master to wear them while riding on a horse!" Zhao Ya held a pair of black riding boots in her hand, with a hint of shyness in her eyes.

But the palace maid behind immediately added: "In our Zhao country! Women will make riding boots for their beloved! It means...!"

"Ping'er!" Zhao Ya immediately scolded in a low voice.

Han Feng took one look at the riding boots, picked them up immediately, looked at them carefully, smiled slightly, came to Zhao Ya, grabbed his cold little hand, and said, "It means a lot!"

"I mean! I mean... the husband sings and the wife follows suit!" Zhao Ya lowered her head shyly.

"Okay!" Han Feng didn't show too much joy, and immediately put the riding boots in Zhao Ya's hands and said, "Fortunately, it's cold outside and I'll stay in the car first, where it's warmer, so as not to get cold!"

"Yes." After hearing this, Zhao Ya nodded immediately. He originally thought that the King of Han fought in the south and north, and he also had a green face and fangs, so the children he gave birth to would also have green faces and fangs, and he didn't know the etiquette. But now it seems that he has made a random guess.

"Drive! Drive...!" Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves, shouts were heard in everyone's ears.

Those who looked on saw thousands of cavalry galloping towards them. The leading general saw that he was wearing iron armor, holding a long sword in his hand, staring at the enemy troops in front of him with a pair of tiger eyes, and shouted: "Princess, stay! Han Er

Your Highness, stay!"

Han Feng raised his eyebrows. Han Feng only had 300 soldiers and 800 infantry around him. If these 3,000 cavalry suddenly charged, his troops would be completely wiped out. Han Feng felt a chill in his eyes, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. He immediately pulled

He pulled Guan Xing aside and said, "Tell your subordinates to be on guard!"

"No!" Guan Xing immediately shouted in a low voice, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
Chapter completed!