Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Mr. Guanlan, I will entrust Pan'er to you today. No matter what your husband wants, I just hope that Mr. Don't forget your promise and train Pan'er to become a talent. If Mr. breaks his promise..."

It is still Zhao Ya's mansion, and it is still Wang Xuebin and Zhao Ni.

At this time, the momentum of the two was completely reversed.

Wang Xuebin sat next to the desk with a calm expression. Zhao Ni stood in front of Wang Xuebin, looking like a madman.

"Even if I fall into the Nine Netherworlds, I will never let you have a good time!"

Zhao Ni did not sleep all night, her eyes were filled with blood, and her voice was like two pieces of dry wood rubbing hard, making people fucked.

Her clothes today are the same as yesterday, and her hair accessories have not changed. The misty rouge on her face and the dry tears at the corners of her eyes all show that she has never had the intention of washing up since yesterday.

Obviously, she was tortured by the cruel reality pointed out by Wang Xuebin.

The tone of her speaking was no longer as bright as yesterday, but there was madness hidden under the silence.

Although Zhao Ni today is not as good as Yanli yesterday, in Wang Xuebin's opinion, he admires Zhao Ni today more.

Because the one who talked to him yesterday was the chaste woman of Zhao, and the one who came to him today was the mother of the First Emperor of the Three Emperors of the Meritor and the Five Emperors of Degai.

"Madam, don't worry, Wang said something like white dye soap, and he will never go back on his word!"

Zhao Ni stared at Wang Xuebin with her eyes tightly. I don’t know if she believed it or not. After a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief, her eyelids drooped slightly, and said lightly:

"Since that's the case, please sir!"

Wang Xuebin looked at Zhao Ni with a dead expression and shook her head.

"Mrs. I'm still young, and you mother and son will eventually meet again!"

Wang Xuebin is telling the truth, but this vague wording cannot win anyone's trust.

Zhao Ni glanced at him lightly and didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin didn't say much. It's still long, let's take a look.

"Where is Mr. Ling now?"

Wang Xuebin changed the topic and asked about Zhao Pan's whereabouts.

Zhao Ni was stunned when she heard this, took a deep breath, bit her teeth lightly, and said slowly:

"Pan'er has been confined to the house by the young woman. I wonder what the sir will do?"

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin nodded slightly, stood up and said:

"The wife doesn't need to worry about this matter. Seven days later, Zhao Pan will die in the fire. The wife must also be prepared to leave Zhao State!"

Zhao Ni was silent for a moment when she heard this, looked at Wang Xuebin, nodded slightly, and turned around and left.

Wang Xuebin looked at Zhao Ni's leaving figure in place and breathed a sigh of relief. Ying Zheng's incident had a result.

Wang Xuebin believed that under his care, Zhao Pan could grow into the Xin Emperor Ying Zheng who swept through Liuhe in a few years.

In the next period of time, he will revisit the six countries.

......

Seven days are not long or short.

But for the people in Handan City, these days have been quite fulfilling.

The Mohist stronghold in the city was leaked, and King Zhao sent heavy troops to encircle and suppress it.

Unexpectedly, there was a secret passage leading to the outside of the city at the Mo family base. When King Zhao was besieged, the disciples of the Mo family had already fled outside the city through the secret passage and disappeared.

Later, in order to revenge, the Mo family set fire in the capital of Zhao State.

The fire burned for three days, burning dozens of houses and nearly a hundred shops.

The only thing that is lucky is that the fire is during the day, so there are few casualties.

There are only more than ten playboys who usually bully men and women. They happened to be sleeping overnight in brothel the day before the fire, so none of them were spared. It is said that the person who was the leader was Zhao Pan!

Everyone in the city of Handan, the famous name of Zhao Pan's party, knew that it was them who died, and the people in the city applauded.

It’s just that he is pitiful to Zhao Pan’s mother. She is always cautious in her wife’s manner, but ends up losing her son.

In grief, Zhao Ni completely collapsed, became mentally ill, and became a lunatic.

The crazy Zhao Ni not only has to bear the pain of losing her son, but also has to welcome the revenge of other families in Zhao Pan's party.

So Mrs. Ya was worried about her sisterhood, so she took action to protect her sister and sent her out of Handan City. No one knew Zhao Ni's whereabouts.

In just three days, the clouds in Handan, Zhao State changed.

Ma Fujun's family was destroyed and his family was destroyed. More than ten noble families lost their sons, the most noble of whom was the son of Pingyuanjun of Zhao.

Pingyuanjun of Zhao State and Xinlingjun of Wei State were in-laws. Pingyuan Shaojun was the nephew of Xinlingjun, one of the four gentlemen of the Warring States Period.

The situation in Wei State was finally at a calm dawn under the mediation of Long Yangjun.

Now, the situation has become turbulent again.

Zhao State intends to marry Wei State, and Pingyuan Jun's son is also a member of the bride sent to this time, aiming to contact Xinling Jun and balance the interests between King Wei and Xinling Jun.

As a result, before the bride-sending team set off, Xinlingjun's nephew was burned to death in the brothel.

In Wei State, King of Wei and Xinlingjun were two forces that could compete with each other. Zhao State got married and Wei State, and first sacrificed Xinlingjun's nephew. Some people saw the way to alliance between the two countries.

"Do you understand?"

In a teahouse in Handan City, two people, one big and one small, occupied a square table. The table was filled with the recently popular refreshments. The two of them watched the pedestrians coming and going on the street, obviously not thinking about refreshments.

"I'm stupid, I don't know what to understand?"

The speaker was the shorter one with a tender voice but a beard full of face, looking very rough.

The tall young man glanced at the short man, chuckled and said nothing.

These two are Wang Xuebin and Zhao Pan who have never left Handan City.

These days, Wang Xuebin took Zhao Pan to witness what happened in Handan City, just to let Zhao Pan say goodbye to the past.

When Zhao Pan first met Wang Xuebin, his attitude was very rampant, he often defamed and insulted, and even wanted to do something.

But since he saw Wang Xuebin's methods, he has been silent. Not to mention insulting, he even speaks with caution.

Many of the dandy people who were with him on weekdays were buried in the fire, and none of them survived.

Zhao Pan watched them die in front of him. In a small courtyard in Handan, a group of men in black were pinching these daily playmates and executed them one by one in front of him.

These people were sent to the brothel after they died, and then burned to death by a fire.

It is said that even himself died in the fire.

Everything that happened in front of him completely dispelled Zhao Pan's rampant arrogance, and he became depressed, like a rabbit.

He was cautious all day long, for fear of angering the evil spirit in front of him, and he also involved himself and his mother.

"If you don't understand, you won't understand. The future is long, let's go!"

"Here!"

Zhao Pan gave an inappropriate ceremony and asked in a low voice:

"Master, where are we going?"

Wang Xuebin stood up and looked out the window, shook his head and said:

"Just call me sir. You can drive the car, I will give you a guide, and let's go home!"

When Zhao Pan heard this, he quickly raised his head, showed a flattering smile on his lips, and leaned forward and said:

"Master, where is our home?"

Wang Xuebin glanced at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Can you catch a train?"

Seeing this, Zhao Pan nodded quickly and said proudly:

"Hey, Master, don't underestimate Pan'er. Although Pan'er has been a little erratic, he has never fallen behind others in practicing literature and martial arts. It's even more difficult to ride a chariot. Master, just take a look!"

As he said that, he took two steps at a time and ran out of the teahouse.

Wang Xuebin took out a big money from his pocket, threw it onto the table, and followed it out.

"Slow down, don't worry, the days are still long..."