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Chapter 9 First Arrival in Zhao State

The capital of Zhao State is Handan!

The royal family of Zhao was born from Fei Lian, an important minister of King Zhou of Shang. They were all from the same line as the royal family of Qin. They were all from ancient Fuxi. During the Spring and Autumn Period, Zhao Shuai, the ancestor of the Zhao clan, followed the later Duke Wen of Jin, Chong'er, and became the most trusted person of Chong'er. After Duke Wen of Jin ascended the throne, he appointed Zhao Shuai as prime minister. The Zhao clan of Ying became a fortune. After several generations of monarchs and ministers of Jin, he gradually became a figure who had the real power of Jin at that time. In the early years of the Warring States Period, the three families jointly requested that the Zhou emperor who was already in name only, and the three families divided Jin and established Han, Wei, and Zhao! After more than two hundred years of development, the capital of Zhao, Handan, has become a prosperous city known as the capital of Wei, Daliang, and Linzi.

Gu Xiao set out to defend his country, carrying a sword and a horse along the way towards the Zhao capital Handan.

Along the way, Gu Xiao met many warriors like him. These warriors only had one sword, and most of them didn’t even have a horse!

This was not beyond his expectations!

Now, it is the late Warring States Period, which was the era when warriors were the most prevalent.

These samurai wander around, eager to make achievements. Even many well-known sages were born as samurai.

As far as Gu Xiao knows, there were Le Yi in front and Su Qin in the back. Almost all of these famous figures who have been in history have been used as samurai for a period of time.

Gu Xiao rode his thin horse and walked very low-key along the way. Although he was so meant to come to Zhao this time, he was in a bad mood, but after he arrived in Handan, he was where he should show his talents.

If he was so high-profile as soon as he entered Zhao State, Gu Xiao would be sure that he would not even have the chance to see the walls of Handan City alive! If he came out openly, he would not be afraid of anyone, but as the saying goes, it is easy to avoid hidden arrows and arrows, so it is better to be low-key.

However, what he saw and heard along the way really made him not satisfied!

It took only about eight or nine years since the Battle of Changping that year. Logically speaking, most of the witnesses of the Battle of Changping that year should still be alive.

But along the way, Gu Xiao did not notice that there was even a trace of Qi Rong in these Zhao people who had lost the male members of the country. Even if it weren't for the traces on the city walls and the discussions on the streets and alleys, Gu Xiao would have simply doubted whether the Battle of Changping had really happened!

This is really a country that is drunk and dreamy! He could only sigh like this!

Gu Xiao walked rapidly, constantly rushing.

Finally, about three months after he left Weiguo, in the spring of the following year, he came to the city of Handan.

Early in the morning, Gu Xiao arrived at the gate of Handan City.

At this time, several teams of soldiers were guarding the city gate and collecting city gate taxes one by one.

Gu Xiao held his mount and waited for a while before it was his turn.

After paying the city gate tax, Gu Xiao made great strides into Handan City.

When he left Wei State, Zhao Jianzhai only prepared some Wei State coins and more than a dozen taels of gold for him. He originally did not have Zhao State coins, but on the way to Handan, many bandits thought he was easy to bully and wanted to steal his sword and mount.

For these people, Gu Xiao’s approach is very simple, that is, to send them all on the way.

After that, all the coins on these people belonged to him. Therefore, when he came to Handan, he had a small asset!

"Who should I go to?" As soon as Gu Xiao entered the city, he began to think about what he should do next.

As a samurai, if you want to become famous, the easiest way is to defeat a very famous person! This is also the method that most samurai will choose, but Gu Xiao is not interested in making it too high-profile!

Because, there are people who have seen Bai Qi in this Handan City. If someone discovers that he is Bai Qi's grandson, even if he has a hundred lives, he will not be enough to die!

Gu Xiao thought repeatedly until he saw a samurai temple not far away!

In this era of samurai rage, there were almost all kinds of warrior shops everywhere. As he walked along the way, Gu Xiao had seen many warrior shops, and even he had stayed among several warrior shops for a few days.

Originally, this kind of warrior tent could not attract his attention, but when Gu Xiao thought about it, a hint of cunning appeared in his eyes.

Holding the heroic sword in his hand tightly, Gu Xiao's eyes turned and he was already walking towards the warrior hall first.

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"ah!"

"Ouch!"

"asshole!"

Soon, bursts of crying and pain came from this samurai pavilion.

What's going on?

Passers-by on the street were all curious. I didn't know what was happening in this samurai temple, but it made such a big noise.

After a long time, when the movement in the Samurai Pavilion became much smaller, Gu Xiao walked out of the Samurai Pavilion.

Behind him were a large group of samurai lying on the ground, crying for pain, and several samurai with bruised noses and swollen faces followed him, looking fearful, but no one dared to take action.

"Hey, isn't this the owner of the Samurai Pavilion?" Some sharp-eyed people recognized that among those who were beaten to the point of bruising and swollen, there was the owner of the Samurai Pavilion.

However, the majestic owner of Song Hall, who was in the past, was beaten like a pig.

"Wait!" Gu Xiao walked out leisurely. He had just moved his muscles and bones, and he was in a good mood. However, at this moment, the owner of the Song Pavilion called him from behind.

Gu Xiao turned his head and smiled, "What? Do you still want to be beaten?"

"Boy, do you dare to leave a font?" The owner of the Song Pavilion shouted with a stern look on his face.
Chapter completed!
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