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

Regarding the Hongmen Banquet, due to Zhang Liang's reasons, Liu Bang ran away, and Fan Zeng and I's plan did not succeed.

Xiang Yu proclaimed himself the overlord of Western Chu, and his fiefdom was in Western Chu, with the capital in Pengcheng.Pengcheng is a military fortress with good feng shui, which is suitable for rice growth.

Who should the pass be sealed to?

Fan Zeng threw this question at me.

In fact, I really want to fight against the case: "Just give me Ji Zhen in Guanzhong."

But obviously I don't have such great ambition and credit to be able to take the position of King of Guanzhong.

Because of Zhang Liang's incident, Xiang Yu became suspicious of others, and he would not trust such a large land to others, but he already owned the Western Chu Kingdom, and he hated the place where Ying Zheng had been.

"The division must be divided, but it must not be divided to one person. Guanzhong is rich in products and rich in people. Whoever becomes the king of Guanzhong is a threat. However, it will appear dishonest to the world if it is not divided. Therefore, let it be three pillars. .”

"Three-legged confrontation?"

"That's what Ah Zhen said." Fan Zeng nodded and smiled at Xiang Yu, "King Xiang should divide the land in Guanzhong into three parts, and grant them to Zhang Han, Dong Yi and Sima Xin respectively."

These three were all surrendered ministers of Qin, but Zhang Han's surrender was somewhat helpless.

The end of the hero is embarrassing.

The 20 soldiers of the Qin army he brought were killed in Xin'an by Xiang Yu, but Xiang Yu didn't kill him. He saved his life, but because of this, he was stigmatized as a "Qin traitor".

As a native of Qin, he was hated by all the people of Qin.

Designate the three of them as the Three Kings of Guanzhong, and let them control the land of their homeland. If they have the intention of treason, the old Qin Dynasty here will not trust them.

Trust, once polluted by the slightest bit, ceases to exist.Just like Zhang Han is to the old man of Qin, Zhang Liang is to me.

By the way, the fief that Liu Bang obtained was in the Bashu area, which was a barren land with inconvenient transportation, and he had to rely on plank roads to get in and out.I'm a little gloating.When Zheng Yin and I lived in Xianyang, Bashu was a place where criminals were exiled. Xiang Yu's actions undoubtedly dealt a blow to Liu Bang.

I would like to see how Zhang Liang assists his Liu Bang.

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This afternoon, I was drinking in the tent contentedly, and old man Fan Zeng came to see me again.

"Ah Zhen." As soon as old man Fan opened his mouth, I waved impatiently: "I want to drink today, so I don't want to watch you lose."

"You kid is so rampant, is this old man sure to lose?" Old man Fan said angrily after I brushed his face, "I didn't come to ask you to play chess, I came to congratulate you."

"Congratulations?" I'm not a king, and I'm not a fief, so why congratulate me?

"I told King Xiang that your home country is South Korea, so I want you to return to Han Wangcheng for a while."

"...Thank you." This dead old man really has a lot of things. I still know Han Wangan, but I have never heard of Han Wangcheng. Why should I go back to such a small character?

"Zhang Liang is also by Han Wangcheng's side. I'll let you go. The first is to visit the old country and friends, and the second is to monitor Zhang Liang."

It turned out to be the case.

I shook my glass and said lightly, "I understand."

The unstable factor of Zhang Liang really needs someone to monitor secretly, and the monitor must meet two conditions. One is to be qualified, to have a position and to have a status. I was born in South Korea, and I was crowned an official in the Chu army. This is enough. .The second condition is that this person must be smart enough. In fact, the old man Fan Zeng himself is not as cunning as Zhang Liang's fox, let alone an honest person like me (Fan Zeng: Can I show some face?), how can I fight wits with Zhang Liang? Yong?But regarding the Hongmen Banquet, the old man Fan Zeng had already seen that Zhang Liang and I were related, so he threw this hot potato to me.

Look at the motherland?

I have lived in Dinglanshan for two years and have not gone out to see it.

I heard that Wei Zhuang of Laoshizi burned the Han Palace and the General's Mansion on fire. At that time, my hometown and hometown no longer existed.

Visiting old people?

My son has no relatives in South Korea, so where is the old man?

Monitor Zhang Liang?

If I really have that ability, I won’t be fooled by him again and again ==

Old man Fan Zeng made up his mind, and actually urged me to go on the road immediately.

Well, who told me not to catch up with the battle of the giant deer and not make any contribution?Long Qi is well-behaved and sensible, and snatched all the Xifeng wine in Xianyang Palace for me, filling several large tents.

I left too hastily, riding a war horse, carrying a pot of Xifeng, and taking away only Wan Ge's legacy.

I asked Fan Zeng to bring a message to Long Qi: I will definitely come back, so those Xifengs will take good care of me, and they will only ask him if there is one less jar.

The horse I rode was brought from Long Qie, and it traveled a thousand miles a day, so I quickly caught up with Han Wangcheng's group of old and weak soldiers.

"Who is here?" Seeing that I had been following, a soldier turned his old horse's head around and asked me.

"The most powerful general under King Xiang."

"Are you General Longqi?"

"I am the number one subordinate of King Xiang's number one general." I cleared my throat and introduced myself, "General Ji Zhenji."

"I've never heard of it." The soldier shook his head, then became serious again, "Are you kidding me?"

"I noticed this kid just now. He followed us furtively all the way. There must be a conspiracy." Another soldier also came up to him on an old horse.

"I'll help you? Don't tease me with your life." Look at the well-equipped armor all over my body. Underneath is a galloping horse, and I'm holding the best famous wine in the country, Xifeng.

If it weren't for Old Man Fan's stupid idea, I wouldn't have chased after this group of weak and disabled soldiers!

"Say, what is your conspiracy?"

More and more people came around, I was too lazy to argue with these idiots, so I just took a sip of wine.

The entrance of Xifeng is different from the pungency of pear fragrance, but a lingering fragrance, which is worthy of being the best in the world.

"What happened?"

A warm voice came, and the soldiers surrounding me immediately made way consciously.

They turned out to be so well-trained.

I was riding on a war horse, holding the wine, and looked at him with my head tilted.

Watching him walk towards me step by step.

Looking at him, it was like a dream in the previous life and the present life.

It is said that life is like a dream.

"Mr. Zhang, this kid followed us all the way. He is afraid that there is some conspiracy. He even claims to be the number one subordinate of King Xiang's number one general."

"Don't be rude, he is General Ji."

"Zifang, what happened?" Another person walked over.

His face reminded me of someone I hadn't seen for many years.

"King Han, he is General Ji under King Xiang's tent."

"General Ji? There used to be General Ji in Korea, who was full of evil..." Before he finished speaking, the wine jar in my hand fell to the ground.

"Bangdang-"

The sound of broken porcelain was extremely clear in the wilderness of the night.

I lowered my head and saw a glistening spot of water on the ground, shining brightly under the moonlight.

"You are not as good as him." I stared at Han Wangcheng and said slowly.

"You say I'm not as good as Ji Wuye? What do you mean kid?"

"I'm not talking about Ji Wuye." I paused, then continued, "It's Han Fei."

There was a long silence.

Han Wangcheng said with a smile: "I am not as good as him, but he is dead, but I am still alive, and I have become the King of Han. The so-called winner and loser."

King and loser.

No wonder he is called King Han, Cheng.

"What the king of Han said, made Ji see it." I raised my hand and took out a bamboo slip from my sleeve. It was written by Fan Zeng himself and asked me to bring it to Han Wangcheng.

With only one bamboo slip, why should Han Wangcheng believe me?I complained quite a bit, but Fan Zeng was extremely confident, because he was sure that Zhang Liang would definitely help me.

I don't care if Zhang Liang helps me or not.I have the legacy in my hands, my martial arts are not bad, my lightness kung fu is extremely high, and Han Wangcheng's team is scumbag, so I can't do anything about it.

"Joke, just rely on this bamboo slip? Why should I believe you?" Han Wangcheng frowned while pinching the bamboo slip.

"King Han, this person is indeed General Ji under King Xiang's tent. I have met him once, and King Xiang has a lot of trust in him." Zhang Liang really helped me out, he always easily gained the trust of others, It's the same even if it's talking nonsense or talking in sleep.

And I, even if I tell the truth, no one will believe me.

Ha ha.

The gap between people is doomed from birth.

"Since Zifang can prove it for him, then I will believe this kid once."

Xianyang is about half a month away from South Korea. Zhang Liang invited me to ride in a carriage, but I unloaded his carriage wheel, so he had to ride with me.The candy he bought for me along the way was also thrown into Han Wangcheng's carriage by me.

Han Wangcheng poked his head out and cursed, "Which bastard threw sugar cakes into my car?"

I pointed to Zhang Liang, and said solemnly, "It's been said that the king doesn't like sweets, so please be kind."

Although King Han complained and doubted, seeing Zhang Liang remained silent, he had no choice but to say: "Ovary, don't worry, I suddenly want to eat sweets today."

Look, Zhang Liang is very popular everywhere.

After half a month, we finally returned to our home country.

It is said to be the old country, but it is actually just a new city rebuilt on the ruins.

However, it is indeed very similar to Korea in my memory.

The old memories came like a flood, and the thin figure of the black crow quickly passed in my mind. I closed my eyes and sighed softly.

...just ten years.

The love between children and the world, to me, is just an unattainable dream, not as real as a pot of Xifeng.

Ten years ago, it was a chaotic world.Ten years later, the state is still undecided.