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General's House.

Wang Ben stood in front of the hall in plain white filial piety, beside Yu Zishi and Hua Yang with a cold face.Wang Ben's expression was the same, he glanced left and right, and then landed on Hua Yang, "Where's Wang Jian's tablet?"

Hua Yang looked at the inner room, Wang Ben entered the inner room knowingly, and came out after a while holding a pear blossom tablet.He put the tablet on the table, wiped it casually with his sleeve a few times, and stared at the knife-carved seal on it for a while.

"The handwriting is quite handsome, he wrote it himself?" Wang Ben looked at Huayang with interest.

An unbearable look appeared on Huayang's face in an instant, she reached out to pick up the tablet from Wang Ben's hand, and walked into the inner room without looking back.

Wang Ben looked at her back, neither annoyed nor angry, raised his eyebrows lightly as if he didn't care, and turned to look at Yu Zishi, "What's the matter with you?"

"There are some troubles in the court." Yu Zishi paused for a while, looked at Wang Ben's filial attire and said two words, "My condolences."

Wang Ben smiled, and turned around to look at the clusters of lush green bushes in the yard, "After fighting for so many years, life and death are not a big deal, I have seen a lot." He casually took a picture The ashes on the sleeves, after receiving the news of Wang Jian's death, began to go back to Beijing for the funeral. There are thousands of mountains and rivers, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons, and the sadness that should be there has long been washed away by the yellow sand and wind and dust along the way.

Wang Ben slowly folded his arms and leaned against the pillar, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his silhouette at that moment really resembled the young general of the Great Qin Dynasty who was proud of his brocade clothes, sable fur, and spring breeze 40 years ago.

A low sigh passed by, and Wang Ben turned his head to look at Yu Zishi, "It's you, what are you going to do next? And the little emperor?"

Yu Zishi happened to have something to discuss with Wang Ben, so he took advantage of the situation and briefly told Wang Ben about the events of these days, and at the same time expressed his plans.Wang Ben didn't have any strange expression on his face while listening, even when he heard Yu Zishi say to let Liu Bang enter the customs, he just showed a little surprise.Yu Zishi then analyzed the situation between Chu Han and Da Qin with him. During this period, Wang Ben seldom interrupted, and his biggest reaction was no more than a slight nod of his head.

"What...how do you think?" Yu Zishi was actually a little uncertain about Wang Ben's attitude in his heart.After all, Wang Ben is Marquis Wutong of the Great Qin Dynasty. Although the old Wang family called him His Royal Highness, his rank and prestige are not inferior to his father Wang Jian. In the past few decades, the Wang family has devoted themselves to the great Qin world. Shi is now thinking about bringing Da Qin Guozuo in one pot. According to common sense, it would be considered polite for Wang Ben to kill him on the spot to worship his ancestors.Yu Zishi didn't know what to do. Seeing that Wang Ben didn't talk to him, he hesitated and asked again, "You still think it's wrong?"

Wang Ben suddenly smiled, and his eyebrows and eyes suddenly became amazed, not like a general, but like a cynical and beautiful young man from a family, "Zhao Gao, I am a general, I really don't know anything about your civil servants, you You really think highly of me when you tell me these truths." He lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Yu Zishi, "You said a lot, and I heard nothing more than one sentence, another war, right?"

"Yes." Yu Zishi nodded with a complicated expression.

"That's enough." Wang Ben smiled lightly.

The world is going to be chaotic, and the generals will hold heavy soldiers. If they don't fight, will they be able to wait for the food and die?Born to be a general, and don't want to be a soldier and horse for a lifetime, how can he dare to say a word to the empress?

Yu Zishi looked at the warm smile on the young general's face, and suddenly remembered the scene of this man straddling out of Xianyang when he was young, and he suddenly felt very moved. The sincerity of the child will remain unchanged for ten years.

"Daqin's power is exhausted, it's not something that a princess or an emperor can lift up, and then in this world, it's those people in the east." After a pause, he added: "The forces under King Huai of Chu , do you have something to look at?"

"Is there anything you can see?"

"There is a man named Liu Ji, have you heard of it?"

Wang Ben recalled it for a while, and then suddenly looked at Yu Zishi: "The pavilion chief?" The Great Qin Wutonghou, who was born with his father's honor and title, stared at Yu Zishi with rounded eyes, and said after a while, "Speaking of it." Where is the pavilion chief?" God, that place is so poor that he almost can't remember it.

"Sishui Pavilion." Seeing Wang Ben's hard work, Yu Zishi couldn't help reminding him.

Wang Ben nodded as if suddenly realizing it, "Yes, the Surabaya Pavilion. Liu Ji, the head of the Surabaya Pavilion, is a poor villager who doesn't even have a name. Because he was the third child in his family, he was called by the villagers. As Liu Ji, is this Liu Ji right?" Wang Ben couldn't help asking again, "You mean him?"

Yu Zishi nodded, looking at the dandy in front of him who used to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble to dominate Xianyang City, and added, "Don't ask where the hero came from, it's true that Liu Ji's background is not on the table, but fortune and feng shui are different. Maybe it's his turn to be emperor in the world, don't bully young people into poverty."

"Isn't he about the same age as the first emperor? A young man in his 50s?" Wang Ben asked incredulously, "Still poor?" At Liu Ji's age, Qin Shihuang had already unified the six kingdoms and proclaimed himself emperor, and Wang Jian had already won several battles. Ten tough battles that made him famous, and this pavilion chief is still working on land reclamation in the backcountry, is it too late to say that Daqi has become a bit too late?

Yu Zishi paused, "I just made a simple metaphor." Yu Zishi's explanation was a little late, and it was obvious that Liu Ji's image of a rural poor boy in his 50s had already left an indelible impression on the heart of this rich and rich dude in the Qin Dynasty. Deeply impressed, Yu Zishi looked at Wang Ben's distorted face after being lost in thought, and suddenly wondered whether he should interrupt His Royal Highness's thoughts.

Finally, Wang Ben looked back at Yu Zishi, and said calmly, "I have to choose him? Speaking of which, I think the Jiangdong Xiangji is pretty good."

Yu Zishi looked at Wang Ben quietly, and after being silent for a while, he said: "Speaking of which, Xiang Yu's background is indeed good. He comes from the Xiang family in Western Chu. The Xiang family is an old noble family in Jiangdong. Leader, if you count carefully, you have some connection with your Wang clan."

"Wait." Wang Ben suddenly interrupted Yu Zishi's words, "Jiangdong Xiang Clan? Xiang Yan, the general of Chu that Wang Jian led 60 troops to destroy in the first battle against Chu, his family?" Wang Ben's response to Xiang Yan The impression is not deep. The last iron-blooded general of the Six Kingdoms was brave and resourceful. Wang Jian brought 60 soldiers and horses there before personally sending him to a dead end.

Yu Zishi smiled helplessly, nodded and said, "Well, it's the Xiang Yan who was forced to death by your father. Xiang Yu is the son of his eldest son."

Wang Ben was stunned for a moment, "Xiang Yu is Xiang Yan's grandson?"

"My grandson."

The atmosphere was cold for a moment, and after a long time, His Highness Shizi reached out and grabbed the broken hair on his forehead.

"Then what is the pavilion chief, what is the pavilion chief—"

"The chief of the pavilion of Sishui." Yu Zishi completed Wang Ben's words, "Liu Ji, the chief of the pavilion of Sishui."

"Yes, Liu Ji, the head of the pavilion in Surabaya, what kind of person is he?"

Yu Zishi thought about it for a while, and felt that it was inappropriate to use any adjectives to describe the pavilion chief who was born in commoner clothes. He looked at Wang Ben who was frowning in front of him, and suddenly smiled as if thinking of something, "He's a very out-of-the-ordinary person." , just like you, I like to compose my own songs when I have nothing to do, and it’s very interesting to take out three or two straws.”

"What song?" Wang Ben asked with interest.

Yu Zishi looked into Wang Ben's eyes and said in a low voice: "When the strong wind blows, the clouds will fly, and the Vega will return to the homeland, and the warriors will guard the four directions."

As soon as the last sentence was finished, Wang Ben, who was leaning on the pillar and listening with frown, was suddenly startled. He raised his eyes to look at Yu Zishi, and Yu Zishi looked at him quietly.

"This man is quite interesting." After a long time, Wang Ben said this sentence without thinking.

There are thousands of reckless people in the world, but there are only heroes, and heroes are the most cherished.Yu Zishi took out a letter from Zhang Liang from his sleeve and handed it over, sighing helplessly in his heart that Zhang Liang's eyes were really poisonous.Daqin's tree was about to fall, and among the scattered hozen, he only called two people by name, one civil and one military, and he couldn't even be named.

After giving the letter to Wang Ben, Yu Zishi didn't think much about it, and turned to deal with the mess left by Huayang today. With Wang Ben sitting in the general's mansion, the imperial guards were all honest, and it didn't take much effort for Yu Zishi to clean up the mess. It was time to return home.

As soon as he entered the study, he suddenly saw Wang Ben sitting in front of his writing desk in hemp and filial piety, writing vigorously, and paused to meditate for a while from time to time. Yu Zishi was taken aback by his concentration.

Hearing the voice, Wang Ben looked up at Yu Zishi, "Zhao Gao, come quickly and help me take a look!"

"What?" Yu Zishi frowned and walked over, "What are you doing?"

Wang Ben put down his pen, looking like a disillusioned old man, "I've thought about it carefully, this Liu Jiyi, the head of the Surabaya pavilion, is almost 50 years old and still poor. Because of his identity, he must be trembling, ashamed of himself, and dare not really use me, so if I want to have a good relationship with him, I must lower my posture and courteously."

Yu Zishi was holding water and was going to listen to His Royal Highness, but when he heard the last four words, he sprayed water on his face, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover up and coughed twice, "I'm sorry, I—you continue .” He calmly pushed away the pile of reference bamboo slips before Wang Ben’s case.Trembling and ashamed, this is his clerical style. Wang Ben has pretended to be a cultural person for so many years, and it is difficult for him to expose him.

Wang Ben glanced at Yu Zishi, who was losing his composure, and wiped his face with his hand, "This is a past life I made up, and the whole story is a miserable word, which will definitely make that pavilion chief look favorably on me. Give me Let's see where else we can moisten again?"

Yu Zishi thought to himself that you don't need to write this thing, and then you will be a military adviser accompanying Zhang Liang's army, and you won't show your face during the war.Yu Zishi was organizing his words and thinking about how to tactfully talk to Wang Ben about this, when suddenly Wang Ben turned his head to look at him and patted the table.

"Should I change my name? Same as Meng Yi?"

Yu Zishi paused for a moment, "Zhang San Li Si Wang Pockmark?" Liu Ji's name is too casual, the old man Liu didn't care about picking the name at first glance, brother Zhong Ji, the third eldest is called Liu Ji, His Royal Highness thinks that he is close to Liu Santao , It is estimated that these three names can barely be tough.

Wang Ben obviously couldn't accept it. As a general who had to order divas to sing ditties with his pipa and hujia in the war, His Royal Highness has never lost in style in his life.He paused for a while, and suddenly stared at the hairpin on Yu Zishi's head and stopped his sight. After a long time, his voice suddenly dropped, "People don't have faith, and they don't know what to do. Let's call it a letter." After a pause, he continued, "Back then, when the first emperor destroyed the six kingdoms, Qi, Chu, Yan, Zhao and Wei were all destroyed by the Wang family, but South Korea, since we have come back again, why not use it as a surname?"

A stone stirred up thousands of waves, and Yu Zishi's heart instantly set off a huge wave. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the young general opposite him who was lost in thought, unbelievable.

"Han Xin, what do you think?" Wang Ben was beaten by Yu Zishi a lot, and when he saw his eyes, his heart turned cold, "It sounds okay, right?"

Yu Zishi swiped the self-edited biography written by this man from Wang Ben's face for a day. He rolled up his sleeves and spread them out. As soon as the story looked up, he saw a deserted town. A child whose parents died relied on an old woman who rinsed silk cotton Living on charity, he suffered from the cold eyes of his peers and others. His peers often teased and bullied the child, and even forced him to crawl through the crotch of the other party to humiliate him. Finally become a master.

Seeing this familiar and bloody plot, Yu Zishi directly raised his hand and threw the letter with a slap. He stared at Wang Ben who was stunned in place, but couldn't say a word.