At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 172: The Painstaking Efforts of Zhenbei Hou
"If you don't dare, then lie on the ground and kowtow to your grandfather Huluxu three hundred times. Then, tell everyone you meet that you are the most cowardly person in Jizhou, and your grandfather Huluxu will spare your life."

"I'm afraid you won't make it."

"Let's have a competition now!"

Pan Feng's eyes were about to spit fire. He drew the long sword from his waist and walked past Hu Luxu.

Soft egg.

This is the word that Pan Feng least wants to hear.

Because he didn't.

It existed before.

Later, he was kicked by Xiao Han.

"My Lord, do you want his head or other parts?"

Huluxu asked the man next to him openly.

"Whichever hand holds the knife, that's the one we'll take."

After saying that, Xiao Han put his hands behind his back and walked straight towards the prince without even looking at Pan Feng.

"My Lord, calm down."

Old Yang had a flattering smile on his face and stretched out his hands to protect the prince behind him.

"Old Yang, get out of the way."

The prince wanted to push him away, "I just don't believe he dares to kill me today."

"My Lord, the prince really didn't mean it."

Lao Yang was still making his final defense.

Xiao Han waved his sleeves, and Lao Yang's body retreated uncontrollably. Even if he activated his cultivation, he couldn't resist for a while.

He could only watch helplessly as the Marquis of Xiliang lifted up his own son's neck.

It's like carrying a chick.

"rise."

Old Yang landed on the ground, clenched his sword fingers, and the wooden box in the corner vibrated, and the sword inside made a buzzing sound.

However, Xiao Han just glanced at Lao Yang nonchalantly, and the latter's eyes turned white, and the true energy gathered in his body dissipated.

The sword box immediately became quiet.

In the open space next to them, Pan Feng and Huluxu had already started fighting, and their two swords clashed.

He exerted a little force with his palms, and the prince's face began to turn blue. His body kept struggling, and his hands tightly grasped his wrists.

"Can you please stop being like a fly, flying over here for no reason?"

Xiao Han said in a cold tone: "The first time I did it for the sake of Lord Hou, this time I did it for the sake of Lord Hou's wife."

"For me, crushing you to death is as easy as crushing an ant to death."

After saying that, he threw it out with a flick of his wrist, retracted his hand, and walked into the hall.

"coming."

In the room, Xie Xuanli, who was resting, opened his eyes. Sure enough, the next moment, the door was pushed open.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Xie Xuanli pretended to have just woken up.

"My Lord, when you return, I will send you a few dozen slaves."

He sat down in a familiar manner and said, "You should have another child while you are still strong."

Xie Xuanli said unhappily, "What nonsense are you talking about, kid?"

"I'm not saying that your current prince is really not up to par."

Xiao Han snorted coldly: "You're trying to show off your power right away. I thought that traveling for two years would change your arrogant and domineering nature."

"It was you who insisted on Qingyao in the beginning."

Xie Xuanli had a headache: "When he just came back, he was still yelling at me and wanted to bring soldiers to rob people."

"If you can't do it, I'll help you break his legs."

Xiao Han suggested: "You should train another prince."

"I still have a few years to live."

Xie Xuanli blew his beard and glared: "Where can we find another prince?"

The Zhenbei Marquis sighed, "I originally brought him here to broaden his horizons so that he can take over Jizhou after I am gone."

"Who knew this little bastard would always think of Qingyao."

"Xiao Han, how about you give me some face and exchange that slave girl back?"

"Ahem, I can't pay it back."

Xiao Han shook his head: "Qingyao has become my concubine."

"Well, now that kid should give up the idea."

Xie Xuanli sighed: "Xiao Han, I know you and that little bastard don't get along. He looks down on you, and you look down on him too."

"But there is no other way. He is the only one left in my underworld who can accept Jizhou. When I am gone one day, you, as his elder brother, still have to help him out a little." "We can't let the Xie character king flag fall in Jizhou."

"I'll try my best."

He curled his lips.

"My Lord, I have something else to do tonight, so I'm afraid I can't accompany you for dinner and drinks."

"It's okay. Military and political affairs cannot be delayed. Go ahead."

Xie Xuanli waved his hand.

The moment he walked out of the hall, a scream rose from the courtyard. Pan Feng collapsed to the ground, covering his empty shoulder and letting out a shrill cry.

not far away.

An arm tightly grasping a long knife fell into the dust, oozing hot blood.

"You are worthy of being called a brave general."

Hu Luxu snorted coldly, put away his sword and stood up with a look of disdain on his face.

"you."

The prince stood up tremblingly, looking at the screaming Pan Feng and the laughing Huluxu, and trembled with anger.

"gone."

Xiao Han glanced at him indifferently and asked Hu Luxu to leave.

Old Yang hurriedly carried Pan Feng into the hall.

"You are truly heartless."

inside the room.

The one-armed old man said in a deep voice: "In order to provoke your boy, he even disregarded the life of his beloved general."

"I don't want to do that either."

Xie Xuanli smiled bitterly: "I don't know what the bastard Xue Changqing was thinking, to kill Master Wang."

"More than a decade of hard work was wasted in one day."

"Jizhou's situation is becoming increasingly difficult. His character is a little weak after all. If we don't motivate him, I'm afraid he won't be able to keep this family business in the future."

"I can only let Pan Feng suffer."

Pan Feng's screams echoed in his ears. Xie Xuanli, the Marquis of Zhenbei, felt a little bit reluctant, but in the end he said nothing.

for a long time.

The shouting stopped.

Late at night.

A lone moon hangs high in the sky.

The cold moonlight fell in the courtyard.

on the steps.

The prince sat with his head down.

"What are you thinking about"

Xie Xuanli came over and sat down with him.

"If it weren't for me, Pan Feng wouldn't have lost his arm."

The prince refused to raise his head.

"Are you afraid?"

Xie Xuanli asked.

"Not afraid."

Hear the words.

The prince raised his head, his eyes determined, "I will kill him."

"very good."

Xie Xuanli patted his shoulder and said, "This is my Xie Xuanli's seed."

This farce ended with Pan Feng losing one of his arms, which once again showed the toughness of Xiao Han, the Marquis of Xiliang.

Regardless of whether Xie Xuanli was weak or did it on purpose, Xiao Han had the upper hand in the end.

Miaoyu sent a group of new servants to the villa where Xie Xuanli lived.

In the small courtyard.

The moon is like water.

Qingyao was practicing sword skills by the lake, dancing gracefully in the moonlight. The long sword in her hand seemed to echo the cold moon in the distance.

The sword energy left a mark, and the cold light lingered for a long time, appearing and disappearing.

Xiao Han picked up a pot of wine and lay on the bench in the pavilion, resting his head with one hand. The beautiful scenery and the beautiful weather were perfect for the wine.

A little moonlight came through the clouds and shone obliquely on the ground of the pavilion, making it half bright and half dark.

(End of this chapter)