Although Fang Tianyu's mission to Han State failed to fulfill his mission to form an alliance with Han State, he received a promise from Li Xiaoyao, which was indeed a pledge by King Zhao.

When he was in the future, he was like other officials of Zhao, and strongly opposed the King of Zhao's request for peace from the Han Dynasty.

He even recommended the King of Zhao with other officials of the State of Zhao to concentrate his troops and recover lost territory.

But now it seems that King Zhao’s decision is right.

On the way to Han, Fang Tianyu witnessed the Han army with advanced weapons and strict military disciplines.

If the war continues to start with Han, whether he can win will be discussed by him.

But one thing is that if Zhao cannot win quickly, it will inevitably be attacked by Qi and Qin. By then, Zhao will be attacked from three sides and will welcome the ending of Zhao. It goes without saying that.

Just as Fang Tianyu was sitting in the carriage and pondering, the carriage he was riding suddenly stopped on the bustling streets of the capital.

There were hundreds of pedestrians in front of the carriage, blocking the road ahead.

The servant who drove the carriage stood up and stood on tiptoe to look ahead.

Fang Tianyu frowned slightly, pulled open the curtain of the car, and asked the servant: "What's going on?"

"Sir Fang, the road ahead is blocked and the carriage cannot pass." The servant turned around and lowered his head and said.

At this time, the accompanying guard who went to inquire came back trotting, stood under the carriage and bowed slightly and said, "Sir Qi Fang, there are four children fighting in front of him, which attracted passers-by to watch, so it blocked the street."

"Can a few children play and play attract hundreds of people to watch?" Fang Tianyu frowned and muttered in confusion.

In Fang Tianyu's eyes, it is a common thing for several children to play and play. How could it attract so many people to watch?

Could it be that the people of Han Dynasty were too bored?

"Students, the little thief from Fengming Academy is bullying our classmates again!" Next to the carriage, a nine-year-old child shouted anxiously at Wanfu Academy not far away.

At the gate of Wanfu Academy, several children in their teens looked at each other, then threw away the shoulder bag on their shoulders and rushed into the crowd lightly.

Fang Tianyu frowned as he looked at the children running by the carriage.

He was a general from a military general and practiced martial arts since he was a child. He could see at a glance that all of these children had a meager martial arts foundation.

The guard under the carriage reached out and grabbed a ten-year-old child, and was about to ask.

But before he could leave, the child flashed and easily left his palm.

The guard looked shocked and looked back at Fang Tianyu and said, "Mr. Fang, all these children are very skilled. Does the schools in Han Dynasty teach children to learn literature, but to teach children to practice martial arts?"

Fang Tianyu looked at the gate of Wanfu Academy, and several books slid out from the shoulder bags thrown on the ground.

At this time, he understood a little.

At this time, due to Fengming and Wanfu, the two academies were less than 100 meters apart, and the scene of fighting on the street became increasingly large.

In just a few dozen breaths, the beginning of the fight between four children has evolved into a group fight of hundreds of people.

Among these hundreds, there are children as young as eight years old and young as eighteen years old.

The streets were in chaos, and there were also innocent pedestrians, making waves of wailing sounds from time to time.

Just as the two sides were fighting, a girl in green and a young man with a beautiful face fell from the sky and landed in the center of the fighting area.

"Stop!" the two shouted at the same time.

It immediately attracted the attention of hundreds of students around. Immediately afterwards, students wearing blue shirts and the words "Wanfu" embroidered on their chests ran behind the girl in blue.

The students wearing white shirts and the words Fengming embroidered on their chests ran behind the young man.

The two academies once again formed a confrontation.

"What's going on?" The girl in green frowned slightly.

"Director Ni is from Wanfu Academy. We laughed at you first before we taught them a lesson." An eighteen-year-old boy standing behind the girl in blue said indignantly.

Ni Qing's eyes turned cold and she looked at the young man opposite.

As a woman, she has become one of the best school deans in the capital. She has never cared about the gossip around her.

But today, she cannot turn a blind eye or listen.

Then he said coldly: "Ye Donghai, you need me to explain this matter, otherwise I will come to the door to dismantle your Fengming Academy's signboard."

"Sister Qing'er, this is all a misunderstanding. Although you are a woman, your martial arts are recognized as the strongest among the deans of the colleges. If these students are not sensible, you will have a lot of adults. Don't be as knowledgeable as them." The young man called Ye Donghai by Ni Qing said with an awkward face.

No matter how Ni Qing's martial arts are, just talking about Ni Qing being Lin Xiao's beloved person, the dean of the colleges in Beijing had to respect her three points.

Who is Lin Xiao? That is the attack on Marshal Zhao, which is known to everyone in the entire Han Dynasty.

Now, Lin Xiao leads an army of 200,000 to occupy the five cities of Zhao, which were once powerful and arrogant. What a glory, how might it be, and what a merit?

I dare to ask who in this capital city dares to bully Marshal Lin Xiao’s beloved.

Even his father Ye Hongyuan, who had a stinky face every day, would smile when he saw Ni Qing and call her brother and sister-in-law kindly.

What's more, Ye Donghai could only admit his mistake and apologize with a smile.

"Director Ye, the people from Wanfu Academy are just a group of idiots who learn martial arts from women, and they are all embarrassed to leave their home..."

"Bang..."

With a crisp sound, Ye Donghai frowned and slapped the young man with a short eye.

He glared at him and said, "Dare you still dare to talk nonsense?"

The boy touched his red face, his face full of grievances. It was obvious that Dean Ye’s martial arts skills were better than Dean Ni, so why did our Fengming Academy rank behind Wanfu Academy?

The boy was puzzled.

"Sister Qing'er, I'm not good at teaching. If you have any resentment, just come to me!" Ye Donghai looked back at the students of his college, and then continued: "They are still young and ignorant. I hope you don't have the same knowledge as them."

"They are young, so I will not care about them, but there is a reason for this. You, as the dean, will never escape the relationship. Three days later, in the Beijing Competition, I will have a fair duel with you." Ni Qing said with a cold face.

She didn't care about the students' comments, she just wanted to take this opportunity to prove that she was not a vase in people's eyes.

At the same time, she also hopes to use her strength to conquer the students of the two academies so that they will fight for their own affairs in the future.
Chapter completed!