Chapter 8 Section VI

The team escorting the belongings of the Qin Dynasty set off. Ji Bu is in front, Huan Chu is behind, Yu Ying is on the left, and Yu Ziqi is on the right.Mighty and mighty, you can't see the end from the beginning to the end.There were also batches of beautiful women bound with ropes and tear-stained faces in the team. People in Xianyang gathered on both sides of the road, pointing and whispering.Soldiers of the Chu Army with whips in their hands patrolled back and forth between the people and the ranks, staring at the crowd, instead of waving their whips to drive back a few people who had been pushed into the street by the crowd.

On a high platform in the distance, Xiang Yu looked at all this complacently, and said to Fan Zeng next to him, "Yafu, besides Han Xin, don't you have anything else to say? How capable is that kid, he made you so miserable Are you restless like this all day?" Fan Zeng said: "His talent is terrifying, far superior to mine. Once it is brought into play... Ah Ji, I can't even imagine it." "Yafu, can you..." Xiang Yu hesitated, "Don't call me Aji anymore? It's like I'm always a child." Fan Zeng was taken aback, the expression on his face was a bit caught off guard.Slowly, his eyes dimmed.

"Yes, Your Majesty." He replied with difficulty, his voice was very old. Bashang, the main camp of Hanwang Liu Bang. The King of Han raised his head, looked at the huge monster in front of him, frowned and said, "What the hell is this? Why is it so weird?" Zhang Liang stood aside, shook his head and said, "I don't know. The examiner in the army has come to see it, and he has never seen this kind of thing. But he said that there are traces of burning on it, and he probably needs to light a fire when using it." .” The King of Han said: "Nonsense. I also know that a fire is needed. Isn't such a thick layer of soot in the stone room obvious? But what is the fire for? Smelting? Cooking? Roasting? Where do you put things?"

Zhang Liangdao: "I don't know. I always feel that he will not use these simple things." The King of Han said: "Then what is it used for?" Zhang Liang said: "I don't know." The King of Han said: "I don't know, I don't know! You are so smart, how can you not know something? If you don't know, who else will know?" Zhang Liang smiled and said, "I never said that I know everything." The King of Han circled around the huge monster with his hands behind his back, and said, "After more than a hundred and twenty people died, I got such a thing that I don't even know what it's used for. What's this called? Let this big guy enter Hanzhong? I heard that the plank road is really hard to walk on!"

Zhang Liangdao: "Because so many people died because of it, Your Majesty must take it with you. Think about it, Your Majesty, if it is placed in such a secret place and guarded by such a powerful mechanism, it will be an ordinary thing." ?" The King of Han nodded and said: "Well, it makes sense! Then I will listen to you. You always give me some weird ideas, but it seems to be very effective every time." Back to the residence, it was getting late.Han Xin hadn't had a good night's sleep for two days, and now he felt exhausted and didn't bother to drag his clothes, so he lay down with his clothes on, closed his eyes and pulled the quilt over his body.

Fatigue is more expensive than fatigue, but my mind is still chaotic and refuses to calm down.The Longevity Tree, the Mirror of Heart, Jiuding, Qin Shihuang, Lord Donghai... a lot of absurd and strange things are entangled together, and they keep churning in my mind. After a long time, he gradually fell asleep. In the dream, he saw Mr. Donghai.In a huge dark room. He felt that Mr. Donghai's face looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it no matter how he thought about it. Mr. Donghai talked to him a lot, and he knew it was very important, but he couldn't remember a word, he was just in a hurry.

Jun Donghai smiled sinisterly and handed him a mirror.He took it and saw in the mirror a skeleton with thick bones, still moving.Instead, I saw a pool of thick blood.The blood slowly spread to the whole mirror, slowly seeped out from the mirror, and slowly stained his hands... He thought in fear: This is a dream, this is a dream, this is not real. He suddenly thought, how could he realize that he was in a dream when he was dreaming? "Fire! Fire!" Someone shouted in the middle of the night, waking him up from his nightmare.He opened his eyes and let out a long breath. It turned out that the fire started in the direction of Efang Palace in the south, which was several tens of miles away, so it had nothing to do with it.

"Burning the house to solve the problem is my shit! All the fuss, disturbing my dream!" Several people said angrily, and went back to the tent to sleep. Some people simply stood there watching the fire scene in twos and threes because they couldn’t sleep anyway, pointing fingers, talking about the harsh treatment they received when they came to Xianyang to serve in corvee, with a sense of revenge in their words. Han Xin stood alone, silently looking at the sky that had been turned dark red by the flames. After a long time, a voice asked softly beside him, "How do you feel?"

Han Xin sighed involuntarily: "Why bother? It's all people's fat and people's anointing." Suddenly he became alert, looked where the voice came from, and said, "Who?" A person came out of the darkness: "It's only been a few days since Hongmen left, and you've forgotten it so quickly?" Han Xin's eyes adapted to the darkness, and he immediately recognized the person who came. It was the beautiful woman at the Hongmen Banquet, but the extremely sophisticated strategist. "So it's Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry." Han Xin cupped his hands and said, "Mr. is Han Situ and an important minister of the King of Han. Why did you come to me in the middle of the night, a guard of King Xiang?"

Zhang Liang pulled his hand and lowered his voice, "Find a quiet place to talk." Han Xin understood and led him around to the back of the tent. Behind the tents are parked carts of grain and grass.Han Xin and Zhang Liang walked through the beam workshop, and there was no one around.Finally, the two boarded the larger beam cart and sat on the tall beam pile, with a panoramic view of the surroundings. Zhang Liangdao: "After the Hongmen farewell, I have long wanted to visit my step. It's just that Pei Gong has just been named King of Han, and the whole army has entered Shu. There are many affairs, and he will not let me go. Today is considered free."

Han Dao said: "What do you want me for? The fate of the Hongmen Banquet is not worthy of Mr.'s concern?" Zhang Liang looked at Han Xin, smiled slightly, and said: "Guanzhong has always been known as a victorious form. It has the strength of a small letter, and the danger of mountains and rivers. This is the karma of an emperor of all ages, and it cannot be discarded lightly." Han Xin was taken aback, and said, "You...have you seen my memorial?" Zhang Liang sighed: "Good article—it's a pity that Mingzhu voted secretly." Han Dao: "Where did you see it?" Zhang Liangdao: "Uncle Xiang. You are so powerful! Do you know that? At that time, I broke out in a cold sweat because of your memorial. If King Xiang did what you said, the King of Han would never be able to stand up again." "Then don't worry, King Xiang almost threw the memorandum on my face." Han Xin said, looking at the fire in Afang Palace in the south, he took a breath, "It might be the biggest mistake of King Xiang. If you make a wrong move, you will lose everything. Now there is nothing to talk about." Zhang Liangdao: "King Xiang has a talent like you and not using it is his biggest mistake." Han Xin looked at the flames in the sky, smiled faintly, and said, "Fortunately, he doesn't need it. Since he entered Xianyang, his whole person has changed. He refuses to advise and pretends to be wrong, and insists on going his own way. If things continue like this, within five years, the world will surely be for others." Take it away. Fan Zeng is loyal, and for Xiang Liang's sake, assisting him, I think he will be exhausted to death sooner or later." Zhang Liangdao: "Then what about yourself? You have to find a way out! What are you going to do? Don't you want to be a halberd for the rest of your life?" Han Xin shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe it's God's will." Zhang Liangdao: "Why do you think so? According to your talent, where will you not be reused? Why don't you try to vote for another enlightened master? A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a good minister chooses a master to do things. Now it is a pebble, Who stipulates that it can only be done from one end to the end?" Han Dao said: "It's not for this. I've thought about it. What I've learned and my character, I'm doomed to either not use it or make great use of it. I don't want to do it, and I won't do it. Do. I need a lot of power, but I will not seek power for power, nor can I endure a long promotion. But who would hand over power to an unknown person with no official experience?" Zhang Liangdao: "There is one person who may be able to." Han Dao: "Who?" Zhang Liang said: "King of Han." "King of Han?" Han Xin raised his eyebrows, as if disdainful.He expected that Zhang Liang would say Liu Bang, and it's not that he didn't think about this person.Liu Bang is currently second only to Xiang Yu in power among the princes, but... Zhang Liangdao: "I know that outside friends say that he is greedy for money, lustful, and contemptuous of scholars, but you can see what he has done since he entered Xianyang, is he like this kind of person?" Han Dao said: "That's exactly what I'm hesitant about. He's obviously cheating, and he's doing it very cleverly - you don't have to defend him, you and I understand this in our hearts. I didn't say that cheating is bad, and the art of war is also particular about it. What’s more, what’s more, he did good deeds. It’s just that a person who is good at deeds is the most difficult to predict, and I’m not sure what he will do in the future.” Zhang Liangdao: "He was born in commoner clothes, at least he won't treat the people badly in the future!" Han Xin saw Zhang Liang's words, and he suspected that this wise man pretended not to understand, and deliberately used the right words to prevaricate himself. Zhang Liang didn't look at Han Xin, but looked ahead, and said as if answering the question in his heart: "Actually, for people like you and me, the most important thing now is to show off your strengths, why think so far? You see, I am Korean, and just because I talked with him about the art of war once in a while, he tried his best to ask me to leave from the King of Han. It can be seen that at least in terms of employing people, he is courageous enough. Isn’t that enough?" Han Dao said: "I am different from you. The fifth generation of your family is the chancellor of South Korea, and you yourself assassinated Qin Shihuang in Bolangsha. You have a family background, a reputation, and everyone knows you. I am just a humble and unknown person, the King of Han Don't take me to heart." Zhang Liangdao: "I have an agreement with the King of Han: he will go to Hanzhong to take office first, and I will find for him a general who can assist him to fight back to Guanzhong and take over the world. This sword is the token of our agreement." He said from his waist He took off a saber in a hurry, and handed it over with both hands, "The name of the sword is 'Hengchen', and it was forged by Ou Yezi, a famous craftsman in the Spring and Autumn Period. When you see the sword, you will bow to the general without any hesitation." Han Xin didn't take the sword, and said, "Let me think again." Zhang Liangdao: "Then think about it slowly. Think about Fan Zeng killing you." Han Dao: "You... what did you say?" Zhang Liangdao: "Uncle Xiang told me that Fan Zeng has told Xiang Yu hundreds of times to 'use it if you can use it, and kill him if you can't use it'." Han Xin was silent, looking into the distance with a serious look of melancholy. Zhang Liangdao: "Sword, I will leave it to you, regardless of whether you go or not. Because only a true hero is worthy of this sword. I don't see anyone else worthy of it except you." After finishing speaking, Zhang Liang gently placed the sword beside Han Xin, got out of the grain cart, walked a few steps, turned around again, looked at Han Xin, and said in a sincere and heart-to-heart voice: "Listen to me, Don’t be picky anymore. We were born in such an era, we can only choose among these people, Hanwang is already the best.” Zhang Liang sat on a high pile of grain and grass, watching the direction where his figure disappeared. If you can use it, use it, if you can't use it, kill it! Yes, this is Fan Zeng's character.He knew Fan Zeng, just as Fan Zeng knew him. In the indifference and contempt around him, only Fan Zeng gave him comfort and encouragement, and only Fan Zeng praised his outstanding talent, but this had nothing to do with feelings, it was for his country.Therefore, for the same reason, Mr. Fan can also put him to death without hesitation.he knows. Because if he were Fan Zeng, he would do the same. He can't stay any longer! He slowly picked up the "Hengchen" sword from his side, and drew the sword out of its sheath. A cold light rushed over.Good sword! Only a true hero is worthy of this sword. real hero?Has anyone ever praised themselves like this?There was a pang in his heart. Han Xin caught up with the army of the King of Han.At that time, the army was walking on the plank road, with cliffs that could not be climbed on both sides, and a deep valley that could barely be seen below.Walking on the plank road made of wooden boards, it seems to be walking in mid-air, which makes people frightened and dare not look down. The long plank road was finally over, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, someone behind the team screamed: "No! The plank road is on fire!" When everyone looked back, they saw thick smoke billowing and flames soaring into the sky. The soldiers panicked: "Quick! Go put out the fire! The plank road is burned, and we can't go back." The ranks began to commotion. "No one is allowed to go," said a general; "Who said we want to go back? The fire was set by the king of Han, just to prove to King Xiang that we have no dissent!" The soldiers looked at each other and were stunned for a long time. Suddenly, a soldier knelt to the east and shouted: "Father, mother, my son will never see you again." Crying and shouting immediately rang out.Everyone came from the east of Xiaoshan Mountain. They didn't expect that after the war, the hometown would not go smoothly. Except Han Xin. Good plan!He nodded slightly, and the fire burned Xiang Yu's vigilance, and also burned the possibility of the Chu army chasing him. Now the King of Han is safe. The team camped in a slightly flat place, and a school captain took Han Xin to see the King of Han. The King of Han was sitting under a big tree talking to his prime minister and fellow villager Xiao He: "Old Xiao, the more I think about it, the more I am wrong. Do you think Zhang Liang is playing tricks on me? What is 'disarming Xiang Yu'! This is clearly a dead end, hmph! I think he probably saw that I was in decline, so he threw me into Hanzhong and ran back to his king of Han." Han Xin laughed heartily. Xiao He said: "My lord, don't think about it, Zifang is not such a person. Burning the plank road is indeed more beneficial than harm. Burning the radial road, we may be in trouble in the future. But if we don't burn it, we will be in trouble now. The plank road can be Let us go, or let Xiang Xin attack! With our current strength, can we stop Xiang Yu's attack?" King of Han said: "But you have seen the plank road. It is not a matter of a day or two to repair it. When the people and horses are ready to repair the plank road and fight back to the Sanqin to seize the world, what year and month will it be? I can... this year... Xiao He coughed and said, "Your Majesty." The King of Han said: "Look at your stinky taste! Good! Good! I am over fifty years old this year. Do you want me to fight for the rest of my life and be the emperor for a day?" Xiao He said: "Your Majesty, don't be so pessimistic. As long as Mr. Zifang finds the general, everything will be fine." The King of Han murmured: "The talent of a general, the talent of a general, doesn't he have this talent himself? Why do you want to look for it? Hmph! I think he just wants to get away and find some excuses." Xiao He smiled and said: "Your Majesty, please be reasonable! His face is like a woman's, and his physique is not good. He can't even ride a horse. Can he lead troops to fight?" The King of Han fiddled with a beetle on the ground with a whip, and muttered, "Sun Bin is still lame, so he can be the commander-in-chief?" Xiao Hedao: "Sun Bin is the deputy commander, and Tian Ji is the head commander. It is because of his bad legs that he can only come up with ideas behind the scenes." Seeing that the King of Han was still a little unwilling, afraid that he would continue to pester him, he stood up with a smile Get up and go to the matter of directing the camp. The captain took the opportunity to pull Han Xin forward; "Report to the king, this man is from the Chu army." The King of Han raised his eyelids: "What's your name? Where are you from?" Han Dao said, "Han Xin is from Huaiyin." The king of Han said, "What do you do under Xiang Yu?" Han Dao said: "Halberd-handling doctor." The king of Han said: "La, the rank is three hundred stones. Then you can be a Lian Ao. If you don't ascend or descend, it's still three hundred stones." Lian Ao?To calculate the military rations?Han Xin was a little amused.The Hengchen Sword is hanging on his waist, as long as he takes it out... The lieutenant pushed it a bit: "Don't you hurry up and thank you?" Forget it, Lian Ao is Lian Ao.Let's do it first, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.Besides, people still haven't figured out a strategy to get out of Shu and enter Qin Dynasty, so it's meaningless to get a high position just by others' recommendation.Thinking of this, Han Xin knelt down and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." The King of Han waved his hand and continued to tease the beetle listlessly with his whip. When Han Xin returned to the camp, several people surrounded him curiously. "Have you really been the halberd-bearer of the Overlord of Chu? Then do you see him every day? What does he look like?" "Hey! I heard that the overlord of Chu has double pupils. Is it true?" "Good luck, the salary is three hundred shi. Our old brother is also from there, so he got a 'Shangzai' Kongjue." "Hey! Your sword is not bad, where did you get it?" "Don't move! Han Dao said, "It's a gift from a friend. " After arriving in Nanzheng, because the country had no hope of returning to the east, many people did not want to make progress and began to dawdle, including the King of Han.The city of Nanzheng was gradually filled with the sound of cockfights and horses, and the sound of shouting and drinking pheasants. It is not difficult for Han Xin to manage a granary.He has a photographic memory and quick mental arithmetic.He didn't even need to calculate the entry and exit of tens of thousands of Shijun rations. He saw it with his eyes, recorded it in his hand, and reported it with his mouth. He never made a mistake.After years of chaotic accounts, he sorted them out in two days.Several people who worked with him were overjoyed and praised him for his ability. After completing these routine tasks, Han Xin still had a lot of free time, so he often walked outside alone, asking local old people and business travelers about the road terrain.After returning, I added a few strokes and marked a few marks on the self-made map.Sometimes, I just sit lazily on the head of Nanzheng City, biting a weed in my mouth, and looking at the rolling mountains in the distance.Imagine how in the future, on Qinchuan, eight hundred miles away from the mountains, we will line up troops, advance and retreat, attack and defend. Gradually, he spent less time sitting on the top of Nanzheng city basking in the sun, and more time looking at maps.His face became increasingly serious. He discovered the seriousness of the matter. There are too few roads from Hanzhong to Guanzhong. The Baoxie plank road has been burned down, and it will not be repaired in three to five years. The Tangluo Road is eighty miles and ninety-four turns, and the army cannot walk at all. Once detected by the enemy on the way, it will be destroyed. His mood was getting lower and lower. One night, he was bored and played "Bagongxi" chess with himself.No one around him can understand this kind of profound game, so he can only play it with himself, so as not to let his wisdom fall asleep and fade in the long-term mediocre and tedious life. His colleagues are drinking and playing games nearby.The wine and vinegar were hot, and they yelled and played extremely happily. The voice over there is getting louder.After a while there was a burst of loud laughter, and now they yelled at the loser in unison, "Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!" and then shouted at the dice that had not stopped rolling: "Lu! Lu! !Lu... Han Xin simply put down the chess pieces, sat with his knees hugged, and looked at the group of laughing and shouting people with great interest.They are carefree, he thought. They have little ambition and are easily satisfied.They will never be distressed by their humble status, nor will they worry about military affairs. Some people were drunk and vomited all over the floor; some people cheated and refused to drink, and were forced to drink hard by everyone, and then let go.He laughed and looked at his drunken appearance. Why can't I indulge myself in this ignorant joy? In fact, among this group of people, he is already enviable enough - good luck!As soon as you come up, you will be paid three hundred stones.Isn't that what they say? well!He should be content, why bother himself?What is he trying to do here without anyone knowing about it? In order to let everyone in the world know his name one day? But will that day really happen?If you can't find a shortcut to leave Shu and enter Qin, all the planning and planning will be in vain! Maybe he was doing something that would never come to fruition. He glanced at the Hengchen sword placed in the corner of the wall. It was power, the power at his fingertips, the power he had longed for.But if he can't command this army out of customs, what's the point of having this power? He sighed, stood up, and was about to go out to relax. There's another guy over there who's passed out. Someone turned around and shouted at him: "Han Xin, come and help Li Yang, this kid is down." Han Dao said, "I don't know how to do this." The man said: "Just kidding! Is there anyone in this year who doesn't know Liubo?" Several people booed: "That's right, you usually calculate the accounts so quickly, how can you not do this?" "Hey! Don't... don't spoil the fun! Help... help everyone make up... make up the number." "We only gamble, not money, and we don't violate any military regulations. What are you afraid of?" Han Dao said, "I really don't know how to do it. You should find someone else." Several people came up and dragged and pulled him, forcing him to go there. "Okay, okay, friends, do me a favor! Where do you tell us to find someone now? Come on, you are such a smart person, you will know it at a glance. Here, direct food, lead fish, You can choose the horses as you like, and if you lose the first three rounds, it will be mine." Han Xin was forced to the side of the gambling table by them. He really doesn't know how to play, and it's just a matter of luck, and wisdom is useless.As a result, none of the dice he rolled was big, and he was poured dozens of cups in a short while.The loser drank an extremely spicy bad wine, which made him easily drunk. Han Xin felt his head start to feel dizzy. A man whose face was already red up to his neck said: "Han...Han Xin, you are...not stupid, how can you play...you are so amateurish when you play?" Han Dao said, "I'm not called... a... layman, I just don't... like to play." The other person laughed and said, "Stop arguing, you! A layman is...a layman, you, in this life...you can't win." Han Xin lost again, several people held him down and forced him to drink three cups, dripping everywhere on his neck and skirt.He sat up and wiped the drink on his chin with his sleeve, and said: "I bet six games...I am not...your opponent, bet...bet the world...but no one is my...opponent." Everyone burst into laughter. One person said: "Gambling the world? Haven't... never heard of it? Who are you betting...with? King Xiang? Han Dao said, "Who is Xiang...King Xiang? I can make him lose... hang himself in just one game." Everyone laughed again. Another person said: "Then what about us... the great... the king?" Han Xin squinted and said, "I won't...bet with him." The man said: "Why... why? Oh... you can't bet... Your Majesty, you are afraid... afraid of losing." Han Dao said: "Your grandson is... afraid! No... no one is my opponent, not even... the king, I am afraid that he will lose... lose in a hurry. Said: "Damn, I didn't... …If you don’t hold it steady, this one doesn’t count. " Everyone laughed again.This time everyone laughed knowingly, Han Wang likes to gamble, and his gambling skills are poor, and he looks like this when he loses. This is a well-known fact. Han Xin also laughed along with everyone.Someone asked him something again, and he just answered with a smile like this, but he didn't know what he answered, he just felt that his body was getting lighter and heavier, and the laughter of the people around him was getting louder and louder. Finally, what did he say? I don't know anymore. When he woke up, he found that he had become a prisoner bound and waiting to be executed. The charge was simple: "uttering disobedience." He had no way to defend himself, and he didn't want to find out who had informed him.So many people have heard that the overlord of Chu and the king of Han are not in his eyes. He wants to win the world and be the emperor.Such terrible raves, even if drunk, should be executed. Everyone is going to die, and it's not that he hasn't thought about death, but he just didn't expect to die like this.In the past, he thought that if he would die unexpectedly, it should be due to a battle on the battlefield, a coup by a traitor, or an assassin's dagger.What kind of death is this now?Kneeling on the execution ground, tied up, waiting for someone to chop off his head for a few drunken rants?He thought it was a little funny, but couldn't laugh. This is not something to laugh about.The sun moved up inch by inch, and when the time came and the head fell to the ground, everything would be irreversible. He can calmly face the snobbery and sharpness of the villain, the humiliation of the rogue in the market, and the ridicule and reprimand of Xiang Yu, because he will prove his worth in the old days.But he cannot face death with the same ease, because death will not discuss the future with him. It was noon, and the execution began. One, two, three... the prisoners in front of him were beheaded one by one. He felt a sudden panic.He wasn't afraid of death itself, it was just that such a death was too unworthy--how could he die like this before he had time to show even a sliver of his talent? What will future generations say about him? No, not right!No one will ever talk about him with Ben.He was just a petty official who was executed for violating the criminal law. No one would bother to remember this obscure name. Ten, eleven, twelve... It's his turn! His heart trembled.No!cannot!He can't just die like this!He wants to live! He raised his head and looked around in a panic. Who ever said: Come and help him in the most difficult time of his life?who is it?who is it? A distant place flashed across his mind like lightning.what!Looking for an absurd and bizarre dialogue, an indifferent man in black, a twelve-year agreement... Twelve years, twelve years, has twelve years arrived?Reached?Where is the man in black?where is he?Doesn't he still have to do something for his master?what!What kind of human-god deal.He is willing!He is willing to do anything!As long as the man in black can save his life.But where is he now?Where? Someone passed by on horseback and took a look here, but it was not the man in black, but a well-mannered general, Marquis of Zhaoping and Xia Houying. Han Xin said loudly: "Didn't the King of Han want to win the world? Why did he kill the strong man?" Xia Houying reined in the horse and looked at him. He felt relieved: saved!