General Qin

"Run, run, that ranger wants to eat Naigong's fish again."

A fisherman called out, picked up his fishing gear and the fish he had just caught, and ran away.

The other fishermen also heard about the action of the ranger, and their faces changed drastically, and they all followed and ran away.

"Stop, stop for Nai Gong!"

Seeing this scene, the bearded ranger in the distance quickly chased after him.

After all, it was a short distance away. By the time the ranger ran to the river, the group of fishermen had long since disappeared. There was only one old fisherman still holding a fishing rod, fishing leisurely.

The bearded ranger glanced at the old fisherman and saw that he was in his fifties, with a square face and full of energy.

Seeing himself coming, he didn't panic at all, and he was quite demeanor.

The ranger asked curiously: "You old man, why don't you follow those scorpions?"

The old fisherman pointed to the fish basket beside him, and said calmly, "There is no fish in the basket, so why run away?"

You Xia stretched his head to look around, and he saw that the fish basket was empty, so he couldn't help cursing "unlucky", and sat down beside the old fisherman.

Now it was the old fisherman's turn to be curious, he asked: "You ranger, why are you sitting here if you don't chase those boys?"

The ranger said confidently: "What are you chasing after them? Although you have no fish now, you old man, but sooner or later you will catch fish, and then you will have something to eat."

The old fisherman froze for a moment, and looked at the other party carefully.

Although this person was poorly dressed, he had a good appearance, with a high nose bridge and a beautiful beard. Especially those eyes, although there are still yellow dirt in the corners of the eyes, but their eyes are piercing, with a special temperament.

At this moment, the fishing rod in the old fisherman's hand moved, and he swung the rod up, biting a fat carp on the hook.

The old fisherman wondered secretly, he fished here for a long time, but no fish took the bait, why did the fish bite the bait as soon as the ranger came?

"take it."

The old fisherman took off the hook and threw the still struggling carp to the ranger.

The ranger took the fish in his hands, and said with a beaming smile: "The old man gave me a fish today, and I will be rewarded with a thousand gold."

"One fish pays me a thousand gold?"

The old fisherman rolled his eyes and said with a sneer, "A man can't feed himself. I mourn that you don't have the ability to give it away. How can you expect to repay it! It's really a joke to repay you with a thousand gold."

"Old man, don't look down on me if you want to see me down and out. Now I'm just a 'hidden dragon, don't use it'!"

The ranger held his head high.

Do not use Qianlong!

This is what he heard from his younger brother who studied Confucianism when he was at home.

He has always felt that he is the giant dragon lurking underwater, but the time has not come to display his talent, and it is not yet the time to develop. Just wait for the time to come, and you can fly up like a flying dragon in the sky.

"Don't use Qianlong?"

The old fisherman chewed on these four words, looked at the downcast ranger in front of him, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

This person is really different.

Even though he was so downcast that he begged for food, he was still full of self-confidence, which was rather heroic.

He snorted and said: "You are full of big words, you ranger. If you want to repay me with a thousand pieces of gold, you should leave your name."

The Ranger blinked.

It was a casual remark, how could this old fisherman take it seriously?

He also thought that although Qin's army had already crossed the south of the Yangtze River to fight the Yue people in the south, there were still hundreds of people stationed in the nest, so it was not easy to reveal their names casually.

After a little hesitation, he said, "I am Liu Wan."

The old fisherman kept staring at this person, and seeing the expression on his face, he knew there was something wrong, so he waved his fishing rod towards him.

That "Liu Wan" didn't notice for a moment, was caught straight, and immediately said angrily: "Don't dare to use force!"

Unexpectedly, the old fisherman's personality became even more irritable, and he shouted loudly: "This old man gave you fish food, thinking that you are a real man, but I didn't expect that you dare not even reveal your name! What are you talking about in return!"

Seeing that his pseudonym had been exposed, not only was You Xia not annoyed, but he looked at the old fisherman in amazement.

This person can see through his disguise at a glance, he is very capable.

The ranger changed his mind and thought that Zhao Tuo, the general of Qin that he had been fearing all along, had led someone to capture and kill King Xiong Qi of Chu, and was on his way to Huaiyin, so he wondered if he would come here. Even if he divulged his real name in Juchao, Qin Bing here would probably not have any reaction.

He was originally a heroic person, seeing this old fisherman was quite wise, he also wanted to make friends with him.

Then he laughed loudly: "I don't have any intention of deceiving, I just want to test the old man's eyesight. Looking at it now, the old man is really capable, and my name is Liu Ji!"

"Liu Ji?"

The old fisherman sneered: "It turns out he is the youngest son of the Liu family. His name is not as good as the Liu Wan just now. I think you should change your name to something grand. Otherwise, Qianlong can fly to the sky?"

Liu Ji's name was ridiculed, but he was not angry, he laughed: "I also intend to change my name. But I have to ask the old man's name first."

The old fisherman stroked his beard under his chin and said proudly: "Old man, Fan Zeng is also."

...

To the north of the Huai River, in the suburbs of Xiaxiang.

In a remote mansion.

"Zhao Tuo!"

A roar with a childish voice sounded, followed by a loud bang, and the earth trembled for a while.

"Item membership!"

Xiang Liang strode into the courtyard.

Before the dust had settled, in the flying dust, nine-year-old Xiang Ji was staring with a look of rage.

In front of him, a piece of wood that had been standing upright had been broken into two pieces by the bronze tripod that Xiang Ji had just thrown.

The word "Zhao Tuo" is engraved on the wood, as if the tripod just now killed him.

Xiang Liang frowned, and scolded: "Ji'er, we have taken refuge here, so we should lie dormant and hide. It's not good to act like this."

"Uncle, I want to kill Zhao Tuo."

Xiang Ji turned his head to look.

Although he is young, his appearance when he is angry is quite frightening.

Especially when the double pupils in the eyes opened, Xiang Liang couldn't help but feel hairy.

It's really me, Xiang's tiger!

With such supernatural power at such a young age, if he can go to the battlefield to fight in the future, wouldn't it be an enemy of a hundred people?

Looking at the bronze tripod he threw out just now, Xiang Liang sighed again.

No chance.

He had already heard the news that Qin General Zhao Tuo captured and killed Chu King Xiong Qi in Yuedi, and led his army back to Qin, and he was very frightened.

Two kings of Chu, one died and the other surrendered.

It is a foregone conclusion that Qin State will destroy Chu.

Fortunately, his father arranged for Xiang Chan to surrender the whole city when the Qin army was conquering the prime minister, so that the Xiang family could be preserved.

He, Xiang Liang, took Xiang Ji and other relatives of the Xiang family, and hid nearby to observe the situation.

Xiang Yan and Xiang Qu died for Chu.

Xiang Liang and Xiang Zang retained the Xiang family.

This is the choice made by a big family in troubled times.

Now because Xiang Yan is dead, the Qin army has the intention of forgiving the Xiang clan. As long as they obey, they will not be held accountable, so as to win the hearts of the Chu people.

Xiang Liang came here because he was going to bring Xiang Ji back to the prime minister.

At this time, Xiang Ji was full of hatred for Qin general Zhao Tuo, making him worry that his son would cause trouble in the future, so he said, "Zhao Tuo is a famous general in the world, and my father and ancestor are still invincible. You alone Nine-year-old child, dare to speak wild words!"

Xiang Ji stared and said, "I want to learn swordsmanship. With my strength, if I learn swordsmanship, sooner or later I will be able to decapitate Zhao Tuo with one sword and avenge my father and ancestors."

Xiang Liang's heart moved, and he pretended to sneer: "The sword is successful, but only one person can defeat it. Zhao Tuo is a famous general in Qin, and there are many guards around him. Can your sword defeat a thousand troops? Only ten thousand people can kill Zhao Tuo. The enemy can."

Xiang Ji shouted: "Since that's the case, I would like to learn from the enemy of ten thousand people!"

...

Outside Huaiyin City.

A Qin army of more than 20,000 people finally came here after a long journey.

The black banners were unfurled, which greatly frightened the Chu people in Huaiyin.

Because, the king of Chu, Xiong Qi, who ascended the throne in their Huaiyin, has now turned into a corpse, lying silently in the chariot of the Qin army.

In a forest outside Huaiyin City, an eight-year-old boy climbed up a big tree, and looked at the army in the distance through the gaps in the forest leaves.

"General Zhao...General Zhao..."

"Fight against the wall, besieged on all sides, capture and kill the king of Chu, and surrender the people of Yue."

"General Zhao, he is really the number one general in the world."

Just when he was whispering, his eyes were full of longing and admiration.

Under the big tree, his father called out: "Don't read the letter, it's time to go home for dinner."

"Historical Records Xiang Yu Benji": The book said: "The book is enough to remember the name and surname. The sword is an enemy, and it is not enough to learn. You can learn the enemy from ten thousand people." So Xiang Liang taught the art of war.

"Historical Records: The Benji of Xiang Yu": Fan Zeng, a native of Juyu, was seventy years old, lived alone at home, and was curious about his ideas.