Chapter 101 Great Imperial Palace 19

The grand court meeting lasted until late at night, and the nobles of all countries returned to the camp with satisfaction. Because the specifications of the envoys of the nine countries are too large, the Xin Palace is just a palace, and there are not too many halls, and it is difficult to accommodate so many people. Fortunately, Zhao Yong took the lead in moving out of the Xingong Palace and set up tent camps in the field of the city as a place to receive countries.

At this moment, Lou is slowly walking to Qinying with his head down, thinking about it.

The Lord's dissatisfaction just now may not be so easy for others to see, but he is different. He has followed Zhao Yong for more than 20 years and has always been Zhao Yong's confidant. It is difficult for others to guess Zhao Yong's thoughts, but it is impossible for him to notice it.

Since he became the prime minister of Qin, he has left the Zhao Dynasty and did not know the changes in the situation of the Zhao Dynasty in the past two years. Therefore, his definition of the relationship between Zhao Yong and his son is still the original "father and son filial piety". Today, he suddenly saw it and couldn't help but be frightened and couldn't help worrying about the prospects of the State of Zhao.

Because there are contradictions between countries, in order to worry about private armed conflicts between various countries, the Zhao army has a large army outside the camps of the missions of various countries, and it is forbidden for armed warriors to move in groups at will.

On the way back to the camp, Lou Huan glanced at Zhao Jun, who was seriously inspecting outside the Qin camp. He sighed slightly and strode to his camp. The servants of the State of Qin on the side saw that Lou Huan's face was not very good. They guessed that he was in a bad mood, so they didn't disturb him.

Pushing open the camp door, Lou Huan only felt a little tired. Fortunately, he was lazy to turn on the light and wanted to go straight to rest. Suddenly, I was alert and felt a chill behind me, as if someone was behind me.

Lou Huang is from the Lou An ethnic group. He is more than enough to defend himself with martial arts. At present, he is silent and still walks to the bed without changing his face. Suddenly, he reached out and pulled out the sword hanging on the collapsed edge, stabbed his backhand behind him, and his moves were extremely fierce.

I only heard a soft cry behind him. The sword in Lou's hand was first blocked and immediately failed. Knowing that he met the master, he quickly stepped back a few steps, and the horizontal sword was about to open his mouth in front of his chest.

The man saw that Lou Huan was going to shout, and in a hurry, he bullied him up and wanted to capture Lou Huan empty-handed. Lou slowly sneered, thinking that this man was arrogant and wanted to fight with himself with his flesh and blood. At present, he didn't have much to think about it. He stepped forward and stabbed the man with several swords. Unexpectedly, a sudden flower in front of him suddenly lost the trace of the man. He hurriedly retreated in terrration, but his hands were clenched. The man had attacked him and held his wrist tightly, making him unable to move.

"Aither Lou, I'm the master's man." The man whispered.

Lou slowly shook his body when he heard the words, but stopped to resist, and looked at the people suspiciously.

With the moonlight coming through the account, Lou Huan could faintly see the appearance of the person. I only see that this man is a young man. He looks quite beautiful, but his martial arts skills are really apprehing. Lou slowly thought about it and remembered that this man was the teenager who stood behind his father all day.

"Are you Zhao...?" Lou slowly recalled the plot of the day, but he couldn't remember it clearly, so he looked at Zhao Xin with a hesitant look.

When Zhao Xin saw that he was no longer struggling, he put down his hand and took a step back and bowed. "Zhao Xin, the lieutenant of Yulin, came to invite Lou Xiang to a gathering on the order of his father. I'm afraid that it has shocked other Qin people, so I just offended the humble position. I hope you can forgive me.

"Zhao Xin!"

Lou slowly looked up and down Zhao Xin, with a smile on his face and praised him; "It's really a young talent, and he is so talented at a young age. I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than 20 years, but I can't resist your empty-handed power.

Zhao Xin smiled. He didn't expect that Lou Huan was also proficient in swordsmanship, and he was almost stabbed for a moment. He said modestly, "The floor is too modest, and he specializes in karma. What the last general is good at is dancing knives and sticks. Naturally, he is extremely skilled. However, Lou Xiang is not the case. What you are good at should be the social way of Anbang Dingguo. How can you be compared with us, a vulgar person?

Lou Huan listened to Zhao Xin's beautiful words. He couldn't help smiling, looked at him a few more times, and said slowly, "Whose son are you? The surname is Zhao... Well, it's a member of the public family.

Zhao Xin smiled and arched his hand and said, "Lou Xiangmingjian, although I am a member of the public family, my blood has long been very weak. My father is Zhao Kuo, an internal historian. Lou Xiang must know him."

Lou thought for a while and said with some surprise: "Zhao Jian, I have some impression, but the original Tian official Zhao Jian?"

"Exact" Zhao Xin bowed.

Lou Huan served as the internal history of the State of Zhao before going to the State of Qin. The Tian official was his important subordinate, and he naturally knew Zhao Jian. In my impression, Zhao Jian is an unsmiling person, but he is surprisingly meticulous and serious in doing things. Everything is handled without leakage, and there has never been a mistake for half a year. It's just that he seems to be too straightforward and not liked by Shangguan, so he has been in his original position and has not been promoted. I haven't seen him for several years, but I didn't expect that he had become a history.

What's more unexpected to him is that Zhao Jian has such an excellent son. He was deeply favored by his father at a young age and was in the important position of captain of Yulin. His future is really unlimited.

Thinking of this, Lou Huan was also a little polite to Zhao Xin's tone and said with a smile, "Zhao Duwei said that his father called me to visit him?"

"Exact" Zhao Xin nodded and said deliberately, "My father is worried that you will be seen by the Qin people, so he chose to send a humble position to invite you at this time."

Lou slowly smiled bitterly, thinking that the master's consideration was thorough, but unfortunately, he didn't know that now in his embarrassing situation in the State of Qin, what's the difference if he is suspected of more crimes? The Qin people have never believed in themselves since beginning. With the strength of the Empress Dowager Mi, their Qin Xiang is nothing more than a decoration.

"Since the master is waiting, let's go now, lest the master wait for a long time."

"Yes."

Because the defense was taken over by Zhao Jun, most of the Qin warriors were drunk and slept in the camp, so Lou slowly left the camp without alarming anyone.

Follow Zhao Xin all the way to his father's tent. Yulin, who was on duty, saw that the captain came in person, so he didn't ask much and let him go all the way. Outside the master's camp, Zhao Xin shouted loudly, "Told the master that the building has been brought."

A low voice came from the camp: "Please let him in."

"No." Zhao Xin took the order loudly, turned his body to make way, and made a gesture to Lou Huan. Lou slowly smiled at him and looked at the tent in front of him. His expression was a little complicated. He took a deep breath and strode in.

The curtain was opened, and the building slowly dodged in. The candlelight flashed in the tent, but Zhao Yong was sitting in front of the collapse with his head supported. He didn't know whether he was thinking or exhausted. The cool breeze poured in from the curtain made the firelight in the tent tremble, and Zhao Yong's tall back was also shaken.

Hearing Lou slowly come in, the master raised his head and turned to look at Zhao Xin's eyes, which were extremely clear and not drunk at all.

Lou Huan's expression was a little complicated, but he still bowed and saluted; "Foreign minister Lou Fan, see the master."

PS: I've been working all day today. I'm very sleepy. I'm sorry, but I'll update it.