[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

The summer in Huaiyin is warm.

After working in the fields for a day, Han Xin wiped off the greasy sweat on his face, and walked home with a hoe against the dim sun.

When passing by the small wine shop in Dock Town, Han Xin looked at the jars of wine placed at the door, licked his lips, a little greedy, touched the only two coins in his pocket, thought for a while, and bought them from the wine shop. Walked in front of the door.

"Hey, isn't this Dazhu?" Xiong the butcher selling pork on West Street greeted him enthusiastically, "Come buy some meat, the pig that was just slaughtered this morning."

He nodded, took out two slings of money and handed them to the bear butcher.

Butcher Xiong was greedy for money and was always in short supply, but Han Xin never argued with him, and just took home the chopped pork.

At the end of the West Village, there is a home for him.

Thatched cottage, an old dog, two rooms.

Under the big tree at the door, the innocent child was playing with the old dog. When he saw him come back, he immediately jumped over happily: "Uncle, you are back!"

The child is very dependent on him, this is the only meaning of his life.

"Little Jie, did you study hard today?"

"Yes, yes, the master praises me."

"..." He was stupid, good at hurting people but not good at boasting, so he just reached out and stroked the child's hair to express his encouragement.

The life of disarming and returning to the fields was very peaceful, and he gradually got used to it.No more wandering, no more killing.

The sword on the back was replaced by a hoe.

From then on, face the loess and back to the sky, and return to the west at sunrise to take care of the children.

"Uncle, I found an arrow at home today."

He took the arrow in the child's hand, stroked the word "Zhuifeng" on the arrow feather, his expression was in a daze.

Many years ago, he was just a teenager.

The heart is higher than the sky, and people are poorer than dogs.

The old lady fed him until she died, and never scolded him for being worthless.

He knelt in front of her grave and said only one thing, he will use ten thousand mu of fertile land as your graveyard.

He left his hometown with that sword.

Adrift in the four seas, accomplishing nothing.In this way, he never gave up the belief in his heart.

He always believes in himself, and one day, he will rise to the sky and rise to the top.

×××

People always start to be ambitious after they have power.

Zhang Liang said, maybe it was for the sake of survival, but he gradually forgot the original intention.

The original intention...he just wanted to get ahead.

So much so that he almost forgot that he is not Jun.

The night Zhang Liang took away his handsome seal, he was lying on the bed with his back to his bosom friend who had known him for many years.

He knows everything.

He pretended not to know anything.

He knew that Zhang Liang wanted to exchange the handsome seal for Ji Zhen's life.

——He chose fulfillment.

Ovary, from now on we will never owe each other.

×××

"Uncle, there are words on this arrow."

"Chase the wind."

There is only one person in the world who can shoot the wind-chasing arc arrow, and he is the only one.

The child's name is Zhong Jie, formerly known as Zhong Lijie, and he is the only descendant of Zhong Limei, the famous general of Chu State.

In order to keep the last bit of flesh and blood of Zhongli's family, Han Xin changed his surname for him and lived in seclusion in Huaiyin, away from the court.

"Uncle, you are crying..." The child was a little at a loss.

...It turns out that he will cry too.

He stroked the child's yellow hair, and said softly, "I think of someone."

【"Han Shuanzhuzi, listen to me. My name is Zhonglimei. It's Zhongli, not Zhong!" Many years ago, a young man in white with a bow and arrow in his hand looked at him angrily.

He shrugged his shoulders and said expressionlessly: "Don't you think that Zhongli Ergouzi doesn't bark like Zhong Ergouzi?"

"If you call me that again, I'll be rude to you!"

"It's as if you've been polite to me..."

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Once upon a time, the brothers who were brothers and sisters became enemies who killed each other on the battlefield.

In the war of swords, lights and swords, there are strangers at both ends of the road, and there is no love and justice.

Weishui, he buried his faith.

Gaixia, he killed his king.

He knelt in his arms, his silver-white armor was stained red with blood, and behind him were the corpses of eight hundred soldiers of Chu State.

He tore his sleeves and shouted: "Han Xin, if there is an afterlife, you and I will never meet again!"

The oath was so desperate, it seemed to exhaust the strength of the next life.

He closed his eyes for him, moving gently, as if treating a rare treasure.

"Zhong Limei, I promise you."

I promise you, if there is an afterlife, you and I will never meet again.

The author has something to say: Han Xin's story is not long, because I only want to say one thing, Zhang Liang still saved Ji Zhen.

The war is finally over, and the next volume corresponds to the first volume, and the last volume, Zhang Liang chases after Ji Zhen.