After sending away the assassin who had already begun to doubt his life, Zhao Kuo had time to make up for his clues.

In fact, this is not a bad thing. For a person who is young and paralyzed in the hospital bed due to high blood pressure and has endured countless tortures, Zhao Kuo is already very happy to have such a healthy body. Although this person may end up in the future, Zhao Kuo also has a way to deal with it. Wouldn't it be better if he doesn't go to Changping? Let Lian Po continue to guard it, even if he starves to death at home, he will never go to Changping!

As long as I don’t go to Changping, I can live my life with the property left by my dead father Zhao She. Without Changping’s defeat, maybe I wouldn’t see the demise of Zhao before I die, so I can naturally enjoy my life. When Zhao Kuo thought so, the previous panic quickly disappeared and I felt very happy.

Soon, the two guests walked in. Zhao Kuo both recognized them. They followed Zhao Kuo for many years. The one with a beard on his face and bearded was called Di. He seemed to be a Lin Hu, not a Central Plains. Four years ago, he came to Zhao State. He was hungry and cold, and he was desperate and looked for people to surrender. Most nobles were unwilling to take in this Hu warrior from another place. Only Zhao Kuo, who was only sixteen years old at the time, saw a disciple coming to join him, danced happily and kept him.

As a warrior, Di was very good at martial arts, the best in the Zhao Mansion. Although there were only seven old guests over fifty years old, the Zhao Mansion, and only seven were there. The other one was the local Zhao man, who called him "Qiang", but he was very unfortunate in his life. He lost his father at a young age and later lost his mother. He wandered in Handan. Later, he committed a crime and was almost beaten to death by several soldiers. Zhao Kuo saved his life. Therefore, he stayed in the Zhao Mansion and became Zhao Kuo's guest. His martial arts were also good, second only to Di, and he was the second best player in the Zhao Mansion.

"Shaojun, Zhao Yiren has been sent away by us."

"He felt deeply that Shaojun's great virtue was so excited when he walked out of the door, he was so excited that he even cried." Di said with a smile, Zhao Kuo smiled calmly, and Di continued: "Shaojun, I used to only hear that there were many trustworthy people in Zhao State, but until today, I really believed this sentence. I admire Shaojun's chance to give up the opportunity to gain military achievements because of his friends."

"I have always been like this to my friends." Zhao Kuo said, and hurriedly told the two of them: "Don't tell them what happened today."

Fortunately, I looked at Zhao Kuo with some confusion. Zhao Kuo is very eager for fame in daily life. If such a story spreads, it will definitely greatly increase Zhao Kuo's reputation in Zhao State. Why don't we tell it out?

Zhao Kuo didn't explain anything. What he needs now is a low-key life. The lower-key, the better. It's best that King Zhao didn't know that he was the number one person. This is the best. Zhao Kuo asked them to leave, but he began to wander in the courtyard more than two thousand years ago, looking at the surrounding environment. Even after receiving Zhao Kuo's memory, he knew these places well, but he still wanted to take a look.

The Zhao Mansion is still relatively large, with low walls around it, leaving only the gate. When you enter, there is another dog kennel. In this era, it seems that most people like to raise dogs in the front yard, but the dog kennel in his yard is empty. In Zhao Kuo's memory, they had raised dogs before, which was a hunting dog, which was the favorite of his father Zhao She. However, after Zhao She passed away, the hunting dog did not eat or drink, and then walked with him three days later.

There are also some mulberry trees planted on both sides of the courtyard, which seems to be very normal at this time. There is a well in the south. Zhao Kuo moved to the backyard, where it is the combination of the toilet and the pig house, the earliest green cycle.

Just as Zhao Kuo visited his mansion with relish, Di and Xing started chatting in the front yard.

"Why don't Shaojun let us talk about this?" Hao asked with some confusion.

"You don't understand this? It is of course beneficial to Shaojun when this matter is spread. However, Ying Yiren is the host of Qin and is here to assassinate Shaojun again. Do you think that if others hear this, can you spare Ying Yiren? Shaojun is for his friend, and would rather give up his reputation!" Di clenched his fists in a stir and said happily. Fortunately, he suddenly realized, nodded, and then said: "By the way, since Shaojun has given him, you must not reveal this matter!"

Di looked at him with some resentment, "Who do you think of me? As a warrior Lin Hu, I keep my promises, how could I go against the Young Master's instructions?!"

Fortunately, he sighed helplessly and said, "If it were something else, it might be okay, but you can't stop even when eating. If you are a mute, I'm afraid that Pingyuan Jun will take you to his mansion and treat you with cattle and sheep... What a pity." He shook his head, turned around and left. Only one Di was left, muttering something angrily, and soon left.

Mafu is a small town in the northwest of Handan. It is also well-known in Zhao. The reason for its reputation is that the fame ruler here is Zhao She, who was named Mafujun, and his fief is here. After Mafujun's death, Mafujun's son Zhao Kuo became the fame ruler here. If Zhao Kuo was also considered a prince in the Spring and Autumn Period, he had a fiefdom and could appoint officials here to summon troops.

Unfortunately, unlike in the past, the vassal of the vassal state did not have local administrative power, only the power to enlist the vassal state. The officials here were appointed by the King of Zhao and would not obey Zhao Kuo. However, even so, the vas collected from here was enough to allow Zhao Kuo to live a good life and not worry about food and drink.

Under a big willow tree next to the road leading to Handan of horse suits, several men with red faces formed a circle. When the villagers around met, they all avoided and were unwilling to provoke them. Most of them were rookies and disciples. They were not engaged in farming and sericulture and were idle on weekdays. Ordinary people dare not provoke them. Even officials dare not say anything. After all, many of them are diners of nobles in the country, and officials dare not provoke them easily.

Among these rangers, there were two burly strong men, who were in the corner. They each grabbed the opponent's shoulders, kept competing and paced back and forth, and their bodies were red and kept roaring. The men around them clapped and applauded from time to time. Di also looked at the corner among these people eagerly. This was his favorite activity. As he was watching, several friends around him chatted.

"Two and three sons, I heard that Pingyuan Jun was adjacent to a lame man. Once, Pingyuan Jun's concubine saw the lame man walking, and laughed at him loudly. The next day, the lame man came to Pingyuan Jun's house and said to Pingyuan Jun, "I heard that the young master loves corporals, so my guests came to you from thousands of miles to join you, because you value wise men and wives and concubines as the least. Unfortunately, I have foot disease. When your concubine saw it, she laughed at me. I hope you can kill this concubine." A man talked about interesting news, and several people around him listened carefully.

The nobles usually play six games, throw pots, or walk dogs, and sing praises. There are also sports activities such as fighting swords, chariots, and lifting tripods. People like Di can only play with horns and gather here to talk. When they hear the story of the man, Di smiled disdainfully. He has heard seven or eight versions of this story.

"Later, Pingyuan Jun really killed his concubine!"

"Pingyuan Jun is truly a lover."

"A true faithful person!", the few rangers around couldn't help but scream.

Di snorted coldly, "Does Ersanzi know what Xinyi is?"

"Oh? Di Mo Fei knows? You are following Ma Fuzi all day long, Ma Fuzi... You are so young, what can you know when you follow Ma Fuzi?" The man interrupted by Di was a little displeased. He wanted to make some jokes, but he couldn't say bad things about Fengjun. He vaguely said his own thoughts. Following a yellow-haired child, what kind of trust can you know?

Di immediately became angry, "Today..." He just spoke, but stopped, gritted his teeth and stopped talking.

Seeing him like this, the others were even more curious. When did they see Di shut up? This guy could speak from morning to night as soon as he opened his mouth. Could it be that something really happened? Several people hurriedly surrounded him, "Di, if you treat us as friends and trust us like close relatives, please tell us truthfully what happened."

Di looked at them, and even the two corners surrounded him at this moment. Di seemed a little irritable and hesitated for a long time. These words were really too fatal to him. He said seriously: "Then I will only tell you the matter. You have to promise me, and you must not tell outsiders."

"We swear, absolutely not."

"Okay!" Di Yixi started to tell the story with joy. Di said, spitting everywhere and his spirit was inspiring. Even when he talked about his subduing the assassin, he personally knocked his friend to the ground to restore the scene for everyone. When he finished speaking, the rangers around him were excited to jump up.

"Okay! What a horse-dressing man!"

"We have been looking for the head of the family who is loyal to the faithful family. We have tried to surrender to Pingyuan Jun for several years, but we didn't expect that we were standing next to the river and longing for the stream in the distance! I would like to surrender to our lord and become his diners. What do you think of the two and three sons?"

"We're going together!"
Chapter completed!