Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

It is said that even he himself died in the fire.

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

Be careful all day long, lest you offend the evil god in front of you, and bring yourself and your mother into it.

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

"Here!"

Zhao Pan made a nondescript salute and asked in a low voice:

"Master, where are we going?"

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

"Just call me sir, you drive the car, I'll show you the way, let's go home!"

Hearing this, Zhao Pan raised his head quickly, with a flattering smile on the corner of his mouth, he leaned forward and said:

"Master, where is our home?"

Wang Xuebin glanced at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Will you drive?"

Seeing this, Zhao Pan nodded quickly, and said proudly:

"Hey, master, don't underestimate Pan'er. Although Pan'er is a little loose, he has never fallen behind others in literary and martial arts, and riding a royal chariot is no problem. Just look at it, master!"

As he said, he took three steps in parallel and ran out of the teahouse.

Wang Xuebin took out a big coin from his pocket, threw it on the desk, and followed it out.

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

Chapter 203 Meeting Lu Buwei for the First Time

On the outskirts of Handan, the manor, which used to be crowded with people, has become quite deserted recently.

It is said that during this period, the master had in-laws who made a fortune in a foreign country and wanted to support them, so the master dismissed the servants, packed up his luggage, and prepared to go to a foreign country to join relatives.

Most of the servants' families have already set off, leaving only the master and a few servants to finish here.

Recently, the owner went to the city many times and sold all the belongings in the manor, leaving only three or two houses left, obviously he did not intend to come back.

This manor was not small, and it was fine when there were many people, but now that there were fewer people, it immediately appeared deserted.

The aftertaste of summer has not disappeared, and the coolness of autumn has quietly come.

Lu Buwei was dressed in plain clothes, dressed as a traveling merchant, followed by about twenty entourages and several cars, and came to this quiet manor.

"Lu Xiangbang, we are here!"

Hearing this, Lu Buwei cheered up, raised his spirits, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and looked carefully at this place of hidden immortals.

"This is the place where Mr. Miaolan lives in seclusion?"

Lu Buwei couldn't believe it when he looked at the withered manor.

The iron eagle swordsman who led the way looked back at Lu Buwei without explaining.

He took out a short metal pipe whistle from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and blew vigorously.

A clear and melodious bird song came from his mouth, which made Lu Buwei's disciples startled for a while.

Soon, there was a sharp and resonant eagle cry in the manor, which was echoed by the people in the manor.

The two came and went, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes tactful, obviously exchanging information.

Lu Buwei looked at the iron eagle swordsman leading the way. Although his expression did not change, there was quite a stir in his heart.

Lu Buwei and his party took the map, then went east out of Hangu in disguise, and walked along the Korean border to Zhao.

Unexpectedly, they were discovered by the spy just as soon as they arrived in Zhao country.

Afterwards, under the leadership of the iron eagle swordsman, they arrived in Handan calmly.

You know, Lu Buwei has heard about the situation in Zhao State even in Qin State, and he knows that Zhao State is in turmoil.

Lu Buwei and his party brought more than [-] guards, just to protect their own safety, but what they didn't expect was that their journey was more leisurely than traveling in the country of Qin.

The meaning of this is very clear to Lu Buwei, which means that Lord Miaolan has more control over Zhao than he has over Qin.

At this time, seeing the rigorous and systematic communication method of the Iron Eagle Swordsman, one can guess that this Iron Eagle Swordsman is definitely an extraordinary espionage team.

Even Iron Eagle Swordsman is so inconceivable, one can imagine the ability of Mr. Miao Lan who trained Iron Eagle Swordsman!

"I also ask Lu Xiangbang to stay here for a while. I have other official duties, so I have to go ahead!"

As soon as the whistle sounded, the iron eagle swordsman saluted back, gave an order, and prepared to leave.

Seeing this, Lu Buwei was not annoyed, with a warm smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said:

"It's not a problem, it's not a problem, your honor is running around for my Great Qin, and you don't say it's hard, the old man just waits for a moment, what's the point?"

Lu Buwei's words were very sincere, but it was a pity that he made a mistake, the iron eagle swordsman seemed not aware of it, cupped his hands, turned and left.

Looking at the figure of the swordsman going away, Lu Buwei frowned involuntarily.

It is said that Qin Jun is warlike and proud of his achievements, but he can't see the slightest trace on this swordsman. This swordsman is like a piece of wood, with no emotions at all.

This feeling was very bad, which made Lu Buwei's mind tense up.

At this time, a carriage with a simple shape came from a distant path.

The coachman driving the carriage was a rather muscular man of short stature. The carriage behind him was lightly veiled, and it could be vaguely seen that it was a man.

"Okay, here we are, here it is!"

A clear voice came from the carriage, the driver heard the command, he hurriedly grabbed the reins, stopped the horse, and stopped in front of Lu Buwei and the others.

After the carriage came to a complete stop, the coachman ignored Lu Buwei, jumped off the carriage, opened the curtain, and stepped forward to help him.

The man in the carriage glanced at them, nodded slightly, and got out of the carriage with the support of the coachman.

Lu Buwei looked at the man, his expression moved slightly, he took a step forward slightly, and raised his hand to ask.

The man got out of the car, looked at Lu Buwei and others again, and asked:

"Lu Xiangbang?"

Lu Buwei nodded quickly, arched his hands, and stepped forward to salute.

"Exactly, I don't know your honor..."

The man nodded and said casually:

"Wang Guanlan, everyone's walking is not slow, come in with me!"

After speaking, he led Zhao Pan into the manor first.

Seeing this, Lu Buwei was refreshed, and followed the master and apprentice into the manor together, and the attendants he brought also followed.

Everyone entered the manor, only the few carriages stayed where they were.

I saw a group of people in camouflage coming out of the gate of the manor, which was originally empty. Those people moved swiftly, leading the carriage, and walked towards a hidden stable.

Another person took a branch and swept it, leaving only a rut, and the rest of the traces disappeared.

After finishing everything, those people quickly disappeared again, and in just a moment, the gate of the manor regained its tranquility.

Wang Xuebin entered the manor, summoned Zhao Ying, and ordered him to bring Lu Buwei and others to the reception room, and he settled Zhao Pan, removed his disguise, and washed away the dust.

After everything was cleaned up, he came to the reception room, ready to meet Lu Buwei.

"Lu Xiangbang..."

Lu Buwei raised his head in response and saw that the voice and tone of the visitor had not changed, but his appearance was very different. When he first met him, he was ordinary, but now he became handsome and handsome, completely different from him.

"But Mr. Miaolan face to face? In Xialu Buwei, I met you!"

When Lu Buwei saw the person coming, he quickly got up and saluted, with an indescribably sincere and respectful tone.

Wang Xuebin waved his hands indifferently, sat down on the main seat, and replied calmly:

"Marquis Wenxin can call a certain Guanlan. Although Mr. Miaolan was conferred by the first emperor, he has not been conferred by the next resignation. This title is just the usual name of the courtiers, and there is no actual title to the emperor!"

Lu Buwei paused when he heard the words, then said with a smile:

"What sir said is that this title is indeed inappropriate. Sir, for the sake of the Great Qin, he has worked hard and made great achievements. How can the title of emperor be rewarded?"

Lu Buwei cupped his fists, saluted Xianyang from a distance, and said with a smile:

"Sir, I don't know. When Wei was about to go, the king said to Mr. He once said that Mr. Noble is not rewarded for his merits. He wants to invite Marquis for him. Wei Dang will pay a visit to Marquis Miaolan!"

Wang Xuebin glanced at the beaming Lu Buwei, shook his head, and said lightly:

"Marquis Wenxin misunderstood. The resignation is not because he dislikes the humble and widowed, but because the title Miao Lanjun is not pleasant, and he has no other intentions!"

That's right, Wang Xuebin did not accept Qin's position as king, because King Qin Zhaoxiang's naming ability was too clumsy.

Mr. Miaolan, it sounds like something is wrong.

Look at other people's titles, Lord Wu'an, Lord Xinling, Lord Longyang, Lord Pingyuan, and again, Lord Chunshen and Lord Mengchang!

What about him?Mr. Miao Lan?

If you listen to Chapa a little, you will hear Mr. Miao Lang, and those who don't know it will think it is a flower picker!

When Lu Buwei heard this, he didn't take it seriously at all, he just thought it was an excuse he made.

The wonderful one is wonderful, and the wonderful everything is the one who speaks.

It has the meaning of being mysterious and unpredictable, and it also means covering the mysteries of all things and making a family statement.

It is not only to demonstrate Mr. Guanlan's unpredictable power, but also to demonstrate his economical knowledge.

It means that non-wonderful words are not enough to show.

It can be said that the title of Mr. Miaolan is the most sincere compliment from King Zhaoxiang to Wang Guanlan.

What does it mean, can it be expressed in an ugly sentence?

This Wang Guanlan is very knowledgeable, so he will not be puzzled by what it means. When he mentions this matter at this time, he presumably is stimulated by his position as Marquis and feels dissatisfied.

Lu Buwei's expression was very sincere, but his heart was full of turmoil, constantly speculating on Wang Guanlan's mind, intending to pinpoint the loophole and find an opportunity to cut in.

Lu Buwei's thoughts were divided, and Wang Xuebin also had his own plans. The two of them were carefully brewing in this small house, preparing for the next confrontation!

Chapter 204

Wang Xuebin and Lu Buwei sat facing each other, and Lu Buwei's followers were all waiting in the side hall. In the huge living room, needles could be heard.

"Wen Xinhou, you're being polite!"

Wang Xuebin looked at Lu Buwei, and finally raised his hand to salute.

Seeing this, Lu Buwei cupped his hands again and replied:

"In Xia Lu Buwei, I met Mr. Guanlan!"

Hearing Wang Guanlan's address, Lu Buwei no longer mentioned Mr. Miaolan, and only referred to him as Mr. Guanlan.

Wang Xuebin didn't care about anything, he glanced at the empty desk, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the table was instantly covered with refreshments, and the teapot was still steaming.

"This..."

It is said that hearing is believing and seeing is believing. Although Wang Guanlan's deeds have been spread all over the country, who would really believe it without seeing it with their own eyes?

Seeing this miraculous situation with his own eyes at this time, Lu Buwei was shocked, which means that the legends may be true.

This Wang Guanlan may really have the ability to destroy the country, so he must not take it lightly!

"Please!"

Wang Xuebin raised his hand towards the table, Lu Buwei nodded, picked up a cup of hot tea, took a sip, and praised with a smile:

"Mister's strange art is really incredible. Wei has spent half his life, and he has never seen such a miraculous thing. The name of Mr. is well-deserved!"

Wang Xuebin also picked up the teacup, bowed slightly, and said calmly:

"Ms. Lu is over-reputed, but it's just a mere strange skill. You can't govern the country at the top, and you can't calm the people at the bottom. It's just for self-entertainment!"

Lu Buwei's mouth twitched when he heard Wang Xuebin's words.

Chat for fun?

It's okay to destroy the city and play?