In the thatched cottage, flames were rising in the room. The poor Zhao Sheng held a bowl of mutton soup in his hands and drank it in a sigh! There was also a black mink dress behind him.

Guo Jia sat on the ground freely and looked at Zhao Sheng up and down as the heating flowed into the dry intestines. Zhao Sheng's face looked a little better, and he was wrapped in a towel from time to time, obviously it was frozen.

"Bo!" Guo Jia opened the wine gourd, took a sip, and then sighed: "Mr. Pingyuan! What do you think of the conditions mentioned by the king!"

Zhao Sheng was blowing the heat in the bowl and wanted to drink it. When he heard Guo Jia's words, his fingers trembled slightly. Looking at the mutton soup in front of him, he couldn't eat it and lost his appetite. He put down the mutton soup with both hands. Zhao Sheng looked depressed and said, "King Han's proposal! Forgive Zhao State forbidden to agree! An Lushan rebelled in the country! Yan State invaded! Zhao State is the time to use troops! Please give me some good words and let King Han let me let Zhao State have a way out. My Zhao State is willing to worship your country as the lord! Pay tribute to money and grain every year! The original conditions I can cede ten cities! In addition, your country's military expenditure will be contracted together! "

Zhao Sheng looked embarrassed, and his tiger eyes looked at Guo Jia, as if asking Guo Jia if it was feasible.

"Mr. Zhao! I have already said this! I don't think I have to talk about it anymore!" Guo Jia covered his wine gourd, got up and walked out the door! As he walked, he said, "I can ask the king to release 30,000 Zhao troops to return to the country to support! The other 120,000 soldiers and horses will be left here! The originally formulated treaty will remain unchanged except for the release of 30,000 soldiers and horses! One layer will not be left! One of the thirty-six cities must not be left! Otherwise, the troops will be sent to destroy the country!"

At the end of Guo Jia's speech, his whole voice became cold. Zhao Sheng's face turned pale. Hearing the last word that Guo Jia popped out, Zhao Sheng immediately stood up and said, "Aren't there twenty-eight cities? Why did it become thirty-six!"

"Does Pingyuan Jun think that the 30,000 elite troops of Zhao State are not enough for these eight cities? If so, then discuss according to the plan formulated by the king!" Guo Jia listened to the pace, put the wine gourd around his waist, looked at Zhao Sheng's difficult-to-break expression, Guo Jia sighed: "Everything is fate! There is no one to do anything to do! All of this is the choice of your Zhao State! When your Zhao State launches this injustice! Injustice! Unjust war! Your Zhao State has no choice! Zhao Sheng! All of this is your Zhao State's own fault! War is cruel! The reality is even more! You! Be responsible for your own behavior!"

Guo Jia left this sentence and left Zhao Sheng alone here with the slightest choice. Maybe he couldn't get the result, maybe he could.

At this moment, Han Yi was sitting on the carpet, watching the mutton in front of him leaning on the sizzling oil, mobilizing Han Yi's taste buds, and he almost drooled out.

At this moment! There were only Han Feng and Han Yi and his son in the room. Han Yi took a knife and drew a piece of mutton on it, put it in his mouth and chewed it. He picked up the wine bottle beside him and drank it in big gulps, and he was extremely comfortable.

Han Feng was not afraid at all. He picked up a knife and cut it on the mutton and started eating it, but he didn't say a word and looked indifferent.

"Feng'er!" Han Yi ate the mutton in his mouth, looked up at Han Feng, shouted, and said indifferently.

"Father!" Han Feng looked at Han Yi, and suddenly felt that these eyes made him a little afraid.

"What do you think of my attitude towards Zhao State?" Han Yi looked at his son with a worried expression on his face.

"The country is the country! The family is the family! Zhao State is unrighteous first! My father doesn't have to take care of my attitude! I will come forward to soothe her emotions on my mother!" Han Feng knew that Han Yi's intention to find him was nothing more than to let him come forward to dissuade Zhao Feiyan. After all, the unification of the world is the general trend. If Zhao Feiyan is considering the clan and the country, it is tantamount to causing trouble for Han Yi. Han Yi doesn't want to see such a situation, and Han Feng doesn't want to. After all, Han Feng's status will be very embarrassing at that time.

"Among Gu's many sons, you are the most considerate! You are not inferior to your elder brother in terms of literary and martial arts, courage! You are even more than Han Ning! Han Ming is calm and capable! The prince is trapped in Luoyang! Gu has considered you!" Han Yi put down the knife in his hand and looked at Han Feng. The father and son looked at each other. This topic was like making the atmosphere around him extremely tense, and Han Feng was nervous.

Han Feng held the knife in his hand, as if he was considering it carefully, and said for a while: "Father is because of Huang'er!"

"Not bad!" Han Yi sighed and looked at Han Feng and said, "Those who have double pupils must be saints. In the future, they will definitely be able to manage their country and country. The achievements of Yao and Shun will be reproduced. What's more important is that Han Yi believes that he will move the Nine Cauldrons by himself! The sign of Han Huang's fortune will inevitably have attributes! This attribute must be powerful, and even crushes a generation.

In Han Yi's life, he didn't want his children and grandchildren to expand their territory, but he just hoped that they would guard their country. After all, it was easy to conquer the world, but it was difficult to govern the world.

"Since Feng is born, how can he be born!" Han Feng was unwilling to accept it! He was really unwilling to accept it, and his resentment was full of nowhere to vent at this moment.

Han Yi looked at his son. He didn't want them to repeat the tragic situation of the Nine Dragons fighting for the throne. Han Yi sighed and said, "Although our country is in a unified situation at present, there are many nobles from all countries who are dissatisfied! If there is a situation of seizing the throne, the world will inevitably be in turmoil! Gu knows that you take the overall situation into consideration! Gu wants you to teach Huang'er! After all, your talent is not low! Gu wants you to have more contact with Yu Huanger! Assist him well in the future! Of course you can refuse! It is also good to be an idle prince in the future! What do you think!"

"My son is willing to follow the arrangements of his father!" Han Feng bowed to Han Yi.

Han Yi looked at Han Feng and immediately helped him up and said, "You must work hard too! I also want to see your child!"

After some implicitness, Han Yi exuded a heavy breath of turbid air. He might feel a little guilty towards Han Feng, but this is the general trend. If Han Huang had the means to conquer him, the emperor's uncle, the throne would naturally be safe, but if he could not conquer Han Feng, the throne would naturally be wise.

Han Yi is betting! Whether Han Huang can stop him? Now Han Yi has some understanding of Cao Cao's predicament. His sons are relatively excellent, so he can only use the method of fighting. Only the king can firmly sit in the world.

"King! Things are ready!" Guo Jia quickly came to Han Yi and said with a serious expression.

"Tell me!" Han Yi waved.

"Zhao Sheng adopted the suggestions I made! Release 30,000 elite troops in Zhao State! Chop eight cities!" Guo Jia said calmly.

"Aren't you going to let go?" Han Feng asked in confusion.
Chapter completed!