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Wang Ben's conscience is still not lost, and after all, tens of thousands of Zhou Bo's men were sent to help Wei Zhao and his party. Although he felt that these tens of thousands of people were just a pile of decorations, what Zhang Liang said was true, no matter how tens of thousands It's okay for people to beat a drum and clap their hands, at least a little bit of his conscience as the leader of an army, lest Yu Zishi have nothing to say and can only run around with his head in his arms when he raises a knife to question the crime.Yu Zishi was sitting in the military tent, with the chess game in front of him, his hands resting on the table, motionless, since Hu Hai left the tent, he never got up again.At sunset, the military tent was gently lifted, and he looked up stiffly, standing alone against the light, his long black robe was covered in blood, he didn't have a sword, so he raised his hand and gently took off the hood .

"The chess game, have you figured out how to go next?"

Yu Zishi stared at him firmly, picked up a crow vulture chess piece from the chess box, and landed it heavily on the chessboard with a bang.

A man covered in blood came in, looked down at the chessboard, picked out a white piece from the chess box and threw it aside, blood dripped from his hand and hit the chessboard, "I won." He raised his eyes. He looked at the man sitting in front of the table.

Yu Zishi looked at him for a long time, then suddenly reached out to catch the person who fell over, and caught it firmly, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Hu Hai's lips, "How did you get hurt like this?"

"It's been too long, I'm tired, let me rest for a while." Hu Hai simply turned over and nestled into Yu Zishi's arms. He was worried that his blood was a little dirty, but Yu Zishi hugged him without hesitation. He didn't care about it, buried his head in Yu Zishi's arms and closed his eyes.

Yu Zishi's hands trembled a little, but he still touched Hu Hai's face calmly, raised his head and said to the guard guarding the tent, "Go and call a doctor." He looked down at Hu Hai, squeezed his slightly cold hands on his own face, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Hu Hai swallowed the bloody smell in his throat, and he was about to fall asleep in Yu Zishi's arms. He looked really tired. If Yu Zishi spoke in such a soft voice in normal times, he would have died a long time ago. So he turned over and pressed the person under him, raised his hand and found that he had no strength, Hu Hai stretched out his hand to wrap Yu Zishi's waist tightly.

Yu Zishi's hand was slowly wiping the blood on his face for him, his waist tightened, and his hand clenched tightly, then he lowered his head and kissed Hu Hai's forehead, "Go to sleep."

Hu Hai answered vaguely, and fell asleep in Yu Zishi's arms.

On the Gaixia battlefield, there were still a few tired and paralyzed people who could only breathe out but not breathe in. Their white clothes were stained with blood. One of them slowly sat up from the ground and raised his head to cover the golden and mighty twilight in front of him. Xiang Yu was stopped to die in this boundary. When Shi Fen learned that the infantry camp at the rear of the army had been defeated, he turned around to save people, but the general situation was over.Apart from a few scattered Han soldiers, there were piles of corpses on the battlefield at this time. Gao Jianli moved his hands that were already stiff after holding the sword for a long time, and smiled.

If you want to kill people, you still have to go to the battlefield. You can kill as much as you want. A sword that sweeps across the real sword does not leave people behind. He hasn't killed people so happily for a long time.

Turning his head to look at Sima Yu who was still lying on the ground panting, he got up and walked over to him and lowered himself down beside him, "Is it all right? Can you stand up by yourself?"

Sima Yu flung his sausage sword towards his face, but missed, Gao Jianli smiled triumphantly, but was suddenly stunned at the next moment, Sima Yu lay on the ground with half of his scarlet hair rope loosened, The scattered strands of jet-black hair were sticking to their faces mixed with sweat and blood, and the two of them looked at each other, both of them dimmed.

Sima Yu slowly raised his knees and sat up, stretched out his hand to straighten the scarlet hair rope and tied it again. The two looked at each other for a quarter of an hour in the wind. , the young black swordsman reached out to grab the sword, turned around and stood holding the sword, the blade slowly met his face.

Gao Jianli's eyes suddenly burst into a sharp light, which was extremely dazzling under the golden sunlight. He slowly clenched the Tai'a sword tightly again, covered in blood, he smiled lightly and said, "You know, I have never lost a fight in my life. one game."

"Really?" Yu Changjian screamed out the sword energy, and the sword energy went straight to the man's face.

Hearing that Xiang Yu went back to rescue his battalion of infantry that had been cut to pieces with a single blow, Wang Ben calmly led a large group of people and horses past, and happened to pass by the chaotic scene on horseback. Woke up?"

The singer in his arms looked up at him, Wang Ben ignored the fighting sound, reached out and touched her face, teasing her with a smile, "Do you remember the song I taught you?"

The slightly childish singing of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl resounded on the battlefield in Gaixia, fingers fluttering on the strings of the pipa. Gradually, more and more little girls came out of the military tents, all of whom were pink jackets, water-colored dresses, and childish singing. All of a sudden, it resounded all over the battlefield in Gaixia.

"Fuck Wu Ge, I was caught by a rhinoceros armor, and the wrong car was picked up by a short soldier..."

In the military tent, Yu Zishi was hugging Hu Hai and thanking the doctor when he suddenly heard a cheerful and childish singing faintly in the distance, he carefully identified the tune and was startled.

Song of Chu, national mourning.

The soldiers of the Chu army who were fighting on the battlefield also heard the children's singing, Chudi's tune, the children's joy, and the hands holding the weapons in their hands suddenly trembled.There are local accents of Chu State in all directions, almost overwhelming. They are trapped in the heavy encirclement of the Han army, holding their spears and making the last desperate struggle, listening to the familiar tune and the carefree voice. With the voice of a child, the eyes of many soldiers of the Chu army turned red instantly.They can't go back. In the distant land, in the hometown across the river, generations of people sang this familiar song. When they were young, they sang this song to send off the soldiers of the expedition. It was their children who sang it again, over and over again.

"You can't go in and out, you can't go back, you can't go in and out, the plains are so far away..."

With no food for several months, eating all the grass roots and bark, even gnawing on the snow, he would not let it fall, and relying on summer clothes to keep out the cold in the winter. In this situation, the army's morale and discipline are not in the slightest. This Jiangdong Xiang Yu's account is the first The army of disciples was suddenly completely destroyed by a song from Chudi, and the army's morale was scattered. The soldiers held spears, and couldn't help but clenched their hands again and again amidst the ubiquitous singing.

The young general covered most of his face with a helmet and listened to the childish singing everywhere, and sighed leisurely, "The local accent of the hometown, how to teach people how to keep their bowels?" He turned and threw a military order at the general. , "Vabilize the flag, kill!"

The general got off his horse and knelt down, cupped his hands and said four words sonorously:

"The last general takes orders!"

In the war of siege and annihilation, the most important thing is to keep the siege tight so that no one will be left alive.The young commander-in-chief of the Han coalition forces stood on a high ground overlooking the battle situation, reining in his horse, and the last ray of twilight dragged his figure with a horizontal spear to a very long distance. He stood alone on the highest point, facing the strong wind, with long hair and a snow-colored shirt. Hunting sound.

After the overall situation was settled, he pulled the rein of the horse, turned around and walked out slowly.After spending most of his life in the flames of war, he raised his hand and took off his helmet, casually throwing it on the ground, revealing an extremely handsome face.As a general, he can use it in troubled times, and retire in prosperous times. He has fought all his life so far, and he has retired here.

The great man could accommodate a great Qin Shangqing who was punished by Qin II, but he could hardly accommodate a famous great Qin Wutonghou and the great Han Huaiyin king.

...Chu singing, the woman playing the pipa sat in the Chu tent, looking at the overlord of Western Chu who had turned back.She turned her head to look at him and asked, "You lost?"

The defeated King of Western Chu looked at the beautiful woman in the tent, and suddenly remembered the surprise when he opened the curtain when he first saw Luoyang that year. It is bright brocade, and the flowers and moon are in the spring breeze.He looked at the proud woman in the tent who had never looked at him for many years, and suddenly raised his head and raised his sword.

On the Wujiang River, the water and the sky were the same color, and the sails caught a piece of silver moonlight. Yu Ji slowly opened her eyes, pushed the grille and looked out the window, water?

She walked onto the deck with bare feet and searched around. There was a large hunting flag facing the wind on the bow of the ship, and there was a word "Exhibition" written on it, and there was a sound of footsteps in the cabin.She looked back, the curtain was lifted and a person came out, dressed in blue.

"you are?"

"Huaibei Zhan Qingfeng, the old friend of the King of Chu." The man stood leaning against the side of the boat, quietly looking at the woman in red on the deck.

"Where's Xiang Yu?" Yu Ji frowned and asked.

"I went to Wujiang River to take him back to Jiangdong. I said that the green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, and there are more than [-] children in Jiangdong. Maybe there is still a chance to make a comeback." Zhan Qingfeng paused here, looking at Yu Ji's indifference It took a long time before he said calmly: "He refused, killed hundreds of people alone, and finally committed suicide on the bank of the Wujiang River."

"Oh." Yu Ji replied, turned around and leaned against the railing of the boat.She raised her eyes and looked at the place where the water and the sky meet in the distance.

Zhan Qingfeng looked at her for a long time and didn't see any sadness on her face. Suddenly, he thought of the scene where Xiang Yu hugged this person and carefully handed her over to him, and felt a little sad for a moment. "Forget it." It's useless to say more, he turned and walked in, and before leaving, he said, "He asked me to take you back to your hometown. It's a long way to go. You should rest well tonight." After speaking, he turned and went to the tent. Walk.

Yu Ji was the only one left outside the boat again. She put her hand on the railing and looked into the distance.She suddenly remembered a scene, a scene she had deliberately forgotten for many years.The boy who had been separated for many years in Luoyang City returned again, dressed in a royal crown, and everyone knelt down in surprise after entering the singer's square. She happened to be sitting on the second floor drinking, and she glanced down when she heard the sound.

The other party's eyes were shocked first, then struggled, and finally became fierce. The young king raised his finger and slammed a sentence, "You, come down!"

She looked at him suspiciously.Seeing that she was not moving, the man dropped his clothes and walked towards the second floor with a thud. He stood still in front of her, and then his whole body became stiff and he didn't speak.She just drank a lot that day, and when she saw this man's appearance, she said, "It's just a prostitute, it's not a robbery. Why are you nervous? You don't have any money?"

The young general who is said to be the overlord of Jiangdong was so angry that he almost lost his breath, his face flushed, and he couldn't say anything. Looking at her, his whole body began to tremble, and she felt that he was going to get angry. When he was about to apologize, the young general knelt down to look at her, gritted his teeth and asked, "How much do you want?"

She paused, hesitated and said, "It's cheaper for you, 200 taels."

The other party was stunned again.

The memory came to an abrupt end, Yu Ji leaned on the railing of the boat and looked at the water outside the window, and when she regained her senses, she was startled to realize that she was laughing, she was startled for a moment, then lowered her head and smiled.

There was a splashing sound from the bow of the boat, but there was not much splash, and it sank in a red dress. One or two bubbles appeared on the surface of the Wujiang River, and then it returned to calm.

months later.

Han Chang'an City.

The rainstorm came as soon as it was said, and the unprepared tourists were thrown with water dregs. Yu Zishi stood under the long pavilion twisting his sleeves to squeeze out puddles of water, and turned his head to look at Hu Hai who was also drenched to the side.The two lived in Jiangdong for a while, and then they heard that the majestic Chang'an City of the Han Dynasty surpassed Xianyang's majesty, so they just came to take a look when they were free to wander around.

Tall or not, Yu Zishi can't see it, but there is indeed a peaceful atmosphere. There is only one word "Ning" in the whole city, as if someone wrote it with a knife and a pen.

"What do you think of this place?" Yu Zishi asked.

"Very good." Hu Hai glanced at Yu Zishi, and stretched out his hand to push his wet hair away from his eyes.

Yu Zishi raised his head and stared at Hu Hai, and suddenly smiled. A group of children outside the long pavilion ran past happily in the rain. When they saw someone sheltering from the rain under the pavilion, they swarmed inside, and sat in rows on the long steps to follow Yu Zishi and Hu Hai. Hu Hai and the two of them took shelter from the rain together, chatting non-stop, looking at the two strangers from the corner of their eyes.

Hu Hai glanced at them casually, and a group of children subconsciously moved towards Yu Zishi's position, not daring to look any further, and their voices also lowered.

Yu Zishi tilted his head and glanced at Hu Hai. He had been under the same roof for a long time. He felt that Hu Hai was really a strange person. If others liked him, he would like him, and if others were afraid of him, he would be afraid. It's like a whole new person.

Just as he was thinking, Yu Zishi suddenly felt that the hand in his sleeve was being pinched. He looked up, and Hu Hai was sitting beside him, looking at the distance as if nothing had happened. .Yu Zishi slowly squeezed his hand in the sleeve, increasing his strength little by little, Hu Hai finally turned to look at him, a pair of dark eyes shone with light, so beautiful that people couldn't turn their eyes away.

Neither of them spoke, the rain was pattering.

The rain came in bursts, and it stopped after a while. Seeing the sky clear up, the group of children swarmed out again. One of the children stepped on Yu Zishi's sleeve when he ran past Yu Zishi and stumbled.

"Ah!" He saw himself falling down in panic.

At this moment, a hand suddenly pulled his collar and brought him back, and Hu Hai put him on the flat ground.Yu Zishi looked at him and said, "Be careful."

The child's eyes were extremely spiritual, but they were also pure black. He just looked at Yu Zishi quietly, and Yu Zishi froze at random, but suddenly froze.This child is only about three or four years old, and has not yet opened, but the rest of the eyebrows and eyes are somewhat familiar.He subconsciously asked, "What's your name?"

The child suddenly got up swiftly, and ran away without a trace.

Yu Zishi paused, turned his head to look at Hu Hai, and asked doubtfully, "Do I look scary?"

Hu Hai stretched out his hand and gently pressed Yu Zishi's neck from behind, brought him over and looked at him quietly, "No."

Yu Zishi had been stared at by him for a long time, and his face was a little red. He suddenly got up and pulled him up, "Okay, find a place to rest and have some dinner, and you can go outside the city before it's dark. let's go."

Hu Hai was staggered by him, didn't say anything, and followed Yu Zishi half a step away, smiling unconsciously.

The two of them found a nearby cottage and wanted to spend the night there. Suddenly they saw a child jumping out of the field and walked into a hut. I looked at the hut for a while.He turned to look at Hu Hai, "Why don't you just spend the night at this family's house?" Sometimes he and Hu Hai couldn't find a place to stay when it was too late, so they would give some money to stay at the farmer's house for a night. Evening, anyway, with Hu Hai around, Yu Zishi was not worried about robbery and murder.

The two of them made up their minds and walked towards the farmhouse. Just as they knocked twice outside the firewood gate and shouted the door, the sound of locomotives stopped in the room, and the woman weaving at the window got up, and a moment later a woman dressed in Jingchai Leading the child out just now, the moment the four of them met their eyes, everyone was stunned.

Huating.Yu Zishi was completely stunned.

A while later, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the courtyard, Huating pulled the child's hand to make him behave better, and then called Yu Zishi and the two to sit down.Yu Zishi looked at the child held by Huating's hand.

Seeing his gaze, Huating smiled slightly and said, "This is my son."

"Your son?"

"En." Huating lowered his body and gently touched the child's hair, then turned to look at Yu Zishi and Hu Hai, "Changsi, Li Changsi, my son."

Li Changsi.Yu Zishi looked at the child and a figure appeared in his mind for a moment, a man of the capital, rebellious and loyal.He raised his eyes to look at Huating, and Huating tidied up the skirt for the child, "Okay, go and play with them, and remember to come back for dinner later."

The child laughed all of a sudden, and turned to look outside the door. A group of children put their heads on the fence of the chai gate, forming a row of small corners.Huating watched him run away, followed by a group of cheerful children into the field of ripe wheat, and disappeared in an instant.

Only then did Hu Ting stand up and look at Yu Zishi, then at Hu Hai, and finally said calmly, "It's Li You's son. Unfortunately, I knew it too late, and he died in battle before I could tell him." With this sentence, her eyes didn't have much emotional ups and downs. She sat there, dressed in plain clothes, looking at the direction Li Changsi ran away with tender eyes. Not far away, children's laughter could be faintly heard, and Hua Ting said in a low voice: "He looks like me, but his temperament and temperament follow his father's. He likes to be rowdy, but I think that most children are like this, and I was also rowdy when I was young."

Yu Zishi wanted to ask about the people and things in these years, but seeing Huating's gentle expression, he kept everything in his throat, but Huating was very relaxed, turned around and brought out a jar of wine for the two of them.

"The wine I brewed myself was just buried the year before last, so it should be just right to drink at this time." As Hu Ting spoke, he raised his hand and poured a glass for each of them, and poured another glass for himself.

There were dark lees under the self-made wine, Huating raised his hand to pass the glass of wine, Yu Zishi reached out to take it, the shade of the tree leaked a little bit of sunlight, the wine looked cloudy but clear, Yu Zishi took a sip , clenched the rim of the bowl, "Very good."

Huating heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head and took a sip of his wine, looked at Yu Zishi and smiled slightly.That appearance vaguely resembles the little princess in the Qin Palace back then who was overjoyed by her master's praise for her calligraphy.

The furnishings in the yard are very simple, with sparse vegetation and three stacks of round bamboo mats in the corner, which are tools for raising silkworms.The furnishings in the room are even more simple, half-woven cloth is hung on the loom, the flowing water swirls are smooth and beautiful, and it looks like an excellent fabric.The light of the sky quietly hit the face of the woman who was drinking sake, soft and clear, Yu Zishi looked at her, he couldn't tell whether it was day or night for a moment.

"You are not in a hurry to leave, why don't you stay and have a meal?" Hua Ting looked at the two people who were not talking, and suddenly asked with a smile.

"it is good."

A wisp of light-colored cooking smoke rises from the thatched hut, stretching calmly. The smell of human fireworks mixed with the fragrance of rice noodles is scattered in the air. The table is full of simple dishes and four pairs of bamboo chopsticks.

Yu Zishi watched Huating walk out of the room.

The ripe but unharvested wheat in the field is golden and brilliant. When a gust of wind blows, the wheat rolls endlessly, undulating like a golden sea. A group of children who are about the same height as the ripe wheat are running and laughing along the field ridge, and the sound of frogs bursts out. , They were catching frogs while running, and the wind blew up layers of golden waves on the ripe wheat. Huating looked at the field for a while, and shouted: "Long Si!"

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