The Conqueror Isn’t Alone

Han Xin was still immersed in the shocking words of his brother Lu Xian, when the overlord's verbal edict suddenly arrived.

Lu Bu was inexplicably listening to the soldier stumbling and talking a few nonsense words, and finally caught the key point of the words - King Han, in order to reward him generously, allowed him to enter the Pingyang Palace where the former Qin Palace's treasure trove was temporarily stored. He actually let him choose at will.

Faced with this sudden generosity, Lu Bu was confused for a moment.

What did he just say and do?

Why give him a big reward for no reason?

Seeing that Lu Bu was indifferent, with an indifferent expression and motionless, even though the soldier was puzzled, he did not dare to urge him to accept the reward.

I could only endure my anxiety and stand upright waiting.

He hadn't been stuck there for too long. Han Xin, who finally came back to his senses from his shocking words about "occupying the latrine and not shitting", slowly spoke to relieve him: "Since the king has an order, Xian Brother, please go quickly."

"oh."

Lu Bu responded without interest, gently raised his chin at the soldier, and motioned for him to lead the way.

The soldiers who passed the imperial edict secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led the way.

In fact, there was no need for him to take the lead. Lu Bu, who had once entered the palace to assassinate Ziying, was already familiar with the layout of the palace.

But he had just experienced the wave of great joy and sorrow, and now his heart felt as calm as water.

Not too lazy to use his brain at all, he simply cleared his mind and slowly followed the soldier, strolling all the way.

But in the eyes of others, this scene looks like a tiger pacing down the mountain. The posture seems lazy, but it reveals an unpredictable mood and danger, especially when there is an unlucky donkey walking cautiously in front...

While the spectators were frightened, they could not help but feel pity for the people leading the way.

Not long after, the two of them arrived in front of Pingyang Palace.

The tight string in the mind of the soldier suddenly relaxed, and he rushed forward in three steps and two steps at a time, giving the king's oral edict and token to the guards in front of the palace.

Under Lu Bu's eager gaze, the latter's hand suddenly shook, and without even taking a closer look, he quickly stepped aside and let him go.

Lu Bu walked into the hall expressionlessly, and the guards behind him diligently lit candles.

The shimmering light reflects on the dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry and countless antique calligraphy and paintings, all of which are priceless.

The dazzling treasure reflected in Shan Qin Palace's collection is enough to make anyone's eyes wide open and unable to suppress greed.

Even Liu Bang, who was the first to occupy Xianyang Palace, did not dare to come to this palace more often, lest he see too many treasures sealed by his own hands and become unbearable and greedy for his own use.

Only Lu Bu, who had followed his cheap adoptive father Dong Fatty to occupy Luoyang, the eastern capital, had a comprehensive view of the treasures of the two dynasties of Han Dynasty, and had seen a bigger world, still looked indifferent to this.

His eyes passed over the treasures one by one, calmly and indifferently, not lingering too much.

How can treasures collected hundreds of years ago be comparable to treasures collected hundreds of years later?

These flashy, cold and dead things could only frighten him who had never seen any battles and had very shallow eyes.

Ah.

Lu Bu curled his lips in boredom, and after looking around for a week with his critical eyes, there was nothing that caught his eye.

In fact, he believed that all the gadgets in front of him that he could play with and enjoy when he had nothing to do would become useless burdens when he ran away.

In these war-torn times, when a war breaks out, even a large piece of gold cannot buy even a basket of coarse grains.

In his eyes, this dazzling jewel was not even comparable to the seven-star sword held by traitor Cao back then. How could it be compared to the divine red rabbit horse that Fatty Dong had bribed him to join?

However, the stupid king had given him the jade lion early, and sent craftsmen to craft the weapons as he wished, which was very sensible.

Lu Bu unconsciously touched his bare chin, took another look at the treasures in the palace, scratched his head, and finally reluctantly walked to the pile of ancient books randomly thrown into a pile.

"This, this, this," Lu Bu lazily nodded his chin three times, then took in all the books in the entire palace, and ordered to the stunned soldiers: "Bring them all back to me, the general."

Of course, even if he was full and sustained, he would not read this thick, dusty, and boring volume.

The reason why I took the book back was just because I was thinking about that cheap guy Han Xin.

Lu Bu looked indifferently at the soldier who was so busy asking others to move books back and forth. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely and he yawned loudly out of boredom.

After all, he can only count on Han Xin, the only reliable think tank in the future, to use his brains and try his best to come up with ideas for him. He must be a little nicer to others.

He still remembered that the cheap man had always been very poor and lived a tight life. Those volumes of Sun Wu's military books were "smooth" and translucent to the touch. I don't know how many times he read them, but he still didn't get tired of them. He suddenly wanted to do it. Heirloom posture.

It's really unbearable.

He also imagined Han Xin being ecstatic, with tears in his eyes, and devoted himself to making suggestions for him from then on...

Lu Bu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and couldn't hide the pride in his brows.

Brother Han should be extremely happy to sort out these piles of rotten Japanese books, right?

They were exhausted from moving books and sweating profusely, but the soldiers did not dare to complain.

Even every time I caught a glimpse of General Lu with an enigmatic face out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't help but stand in awe.

He is unmoved by the rare treasures in this palace, but he has a soft spot for the pile of shabby books that no one cares about... He is so indifferent to material desires, self-disciplined and good at learning, and even the resourceful Yafu is deeply admired. , praised many times, 'full of wisdom, courage and strategy'

’ General Lu!

Han Xin, who stayed in Qinchuan Hall, was hesitating whether he should bathe and go to bed first or wait for a while. When Brother Xunxian started talking again, he was startled by the guards who filed in with heavy books on their shoulders.

Before he could ask, the guards, who knew that his deputy general held great weight in General Lu's eyes, took the initiative to politely clear up their doubts.

When he heard that these were the treasures chosen by his wise brother, Han Xin was surprised at first, and then understood.

He was still sleepy, even though he had no right to read it, his eyes couldn't help but shine.

He stared straight at the piles of letters being brought into the palace gate and put into the vacant palace room. He couldn't help but lick his dry lower lip, which made him feel itchy.

After the guards had delivered the last pile of letters in the treasury, were out of breath from exhaustion, and bowed to leave, Lu Bu then strutted into the palace.

"Good brother!" Han Xin hurried forward, confused and said: "Those books are..."

"Brother Han, do you still like it?"

Lu Bu grinned.

Han Xin was slightly stunned.

Before Han Xin could speak again, Lu Bu waved his hand readily and said proudly: "Those scrolls are naturally requested by Brother Han. Brother Han——"

Before he finished speaking, Han Xin, who had already been unable to hold back his joy, his eyes lit up. He was not as reserved and calm as usual.

After hastily saying "Thank you dear brother, it's hard for me to repay you, foolish brother", I took a quick step and rushed straight to the palace where the letters were stacked.

Lu Bu was left speechless, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He must be a good boy, are those crappy books really that seductive?

He shook his head in shock and went straight back to his bedroom to take a shower and change clothes, then rested by himself.

He had been thinking a lot about the stupid king these days, and he had just suffered a defeat. His mood was ups and downs, and he actually felt more tired and panicked than usual when he charged into battle and took the lead in killing the enemy.

Therefore, as soon as his head touches the pillow, his eyelids will stick to his face, and he will go to see Duke Zhou.

When I woke up, the sky was bright and it was already the next morning.

Lu Bu straightened up like a carp, looking full of energy again, changed into casual clothes that could easily move around, and was about to go out of the palace to practice martial arts.

As a result, when he passed the room of yesterday's palace, he was surprised to see that the lights inside were still on. Inside, Brother Han was sitting on the ground with no manners and no particularity, holding a volume of books in his hands and reading like crazy.

Behind Han Xin, there was a pile of books half as tall as a man, which he had just been asked to stay up late to read.

Looking at Han Xin's eyes that were red and full of enthusiasm, even though Lu Bu had expected it, he was still shocked.

...Are these crappy books so interesting?

He crept into the room, picked up a few volumes, and scanned them several times, but found them boring.

He had no intention of disturbing Han Xin, who was engrossed in reading. With strong curiosity, he rummaged around in the pile of books and finally flipped through a pile of books with slightly interesting titles.

When he opened it and wanted to take a few symbolic glances, his brows furrowed deeply and his eyes froze.

...What the hell is this?

Lu Bu took another look at the bamboo spine that had been re-smeared with ink and had the words "Feng Yue Lu" scrawled on it.

I thought it was an erotic painting or something, but it was full of incomprehensible place names and numbers, and it looked more like an account book?

Lü Bu threw the scroll away in half-interest, and then picked up the scroll that also had "Feng Yue Lu" written on the bamboo spine.

The results, without exception, were all account books, except for the last one, which looked like a map.

Lu Bu was confused, and Han Xin, who finally noticed the arrival of the wise brother, also came to his senses. He reluctantly put down the half-read book in his hand, stepped forward apologetically: "Xian brother..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his words stopped abruptly.

Lu Bu was wondering, and couldn't help but look up, only to see that the usually steady and calm brother had a shocked face, his thin lips were trembling, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Lu Bu was stared at inexplicably by him, and when he was about to ask, Han Xin came to his senses first.

He took a deep breath and looked directly at Lu Bu with piercing eyes. His tone was full of sincere admiration: "My wise brother has such a clever plan... Foolish brother is far behind."

Han Xin sighed.

This person deliberately scrawled the unrelated words "Feng Yue Lu" on it and mixed it into the ancient book with good intentions. It was obviously a hasty hidden tree in the forest.

How do these dozens of volumes of letters have anything to do with "Feng Yue"?

His eyes were vicious, and he could tell at a glance that when the Han army stationed in Xianyang and took over the former Qin capital, the Han generals deliberately looted from the houses of the prime minister and the imperial censors related to the laws, household registration, and laws of the former Qin. Topography and other valuable information!

Han Xin didn't know that King Xiang was thinking of fighting for the world. Even though his army was at its strongest and all the strongest men in the world were under his command, this thing was still crucial: only by being in charge of these files could the number of household registrations in each place be determined. , the vastness and lack of food and grass, the strength and weakness of the situation, and the dangers of various fortresses are well understood.

Without this, King Xiang might eventually be able to dominate the world by relying on his monopoly power, but he is doomed to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Han Xin had already figured out the key in the flash of lightning.

If what he expected was correct, it must be because something happened suddenly at the palace banquet. Liu Bang was unprepared and fled in panic. He led the remaining troops and fled to Bashu.

He left in a hurry, and in order to save his life, he had to travel lightly, so he could not bring these important files that he had specially collected.

The Han official who ordered people to steal these scrolls was also very discerning and would never let the Chu people realize the value of these books. He would rather bother to obliterate and erase them.

It is mixed into ancient books.

The senior officials and generals of the Chu army were all military men who did not like to study, and ordinary staff did not dare to ask for the treasures of the former Qin.

Although Fan Zeng was curious about the plan, he was exhausted physically and mentally from all his efforts in planning for the Chu army, and he had no time to read ancient books.

Due to many coincidences, these priceless treasures have been quietly buried.

It wasn't until yesterday that Xiang Yu suddenly wanted to reward his beloved general, but Lu Bu was not moved by the treasures. He only searched for all the ancient books that no one was interested in. He also had a keen eye for treasures and personally dug out the real things hidden under the "Feng Yue Lu"... Bring them back to life!

Facing Han Xin's scorching gaze, Lu Bu's expression was cold and solemn, and he narrowed his eyes inscrutably.

His eyes were distant, as if he was deep in thought, and after a while he let out a faint "Huh".

Such a general's demeanor of being unfazed by humiliation made Han Xin confident that the wise brother may seem careless, but in fact he is deeply hidden and insightful.

The matter was of great importance, so Han Xin suppressed his excitement, and together with his wise brother, they did not want to waste a moment, and the two of them personally sent these extremely important files to the main hall where Xiang Yu discussed matters.