The guards stepped aside, and Zhang Liang walked into the brightly lit royal court step by step.

King Han's emaciated and yellowish face was already drunk red, and he leaned on the throne in a red royal robe, and the crown on his head was missing a few beads.

In the royal court, rows of chimes are placed on the left and right, and the musicians who play the sheng are also full of smiles.

Fifty or sixty long-sleeved women with draped hair scratched their heads and gestured, and the first two women held feathers, which provoked Han Wangcheng to take his eyes off.

"The women of Zhao Di are not only beautiful and eloquent, but also unique in dance." Han Wangcheng shook his head and praised, "These beauties were captured by the Western Wei Dynasty from Changshan and presented to the widows. The ovary has been working hard lately, so I picked one at random and regarded it as a reward for the widow. ”

"There is a literary dance in the hunting celebration, and the battle and killing is a martial dance, dare to ask the king, what is this dance?" Zhang Liang said in a low voice.

"Hahaha... Of course, it is both civil and military. Han Wangcheng looked at Zhang Liang and smiled unconsciously, "Why can't you defeat the Western Wei Dynasty and get Meiji, play music and dance?" ”

Zhang Liang endured his anger and knelt in front of Han Wangcheng, "Forgive the minister, Han Xin will not retreat!" The Yin State has been destroyed, and the Western Wei Dynasty and the Henan Kingdom have joined forces to approach Hancheng, and they will definitely not be able to win or return! These women are also Han Xinxin to confuse the king's heart. ”

"There is a ovary, even if it is a conspiracy, how can the two countries of them attack? If you don't retreat, you will freeze on the bank of the river. Han Wangcheng said indifferently.

"The minister will do his best, but..."

"The ovary doesn't need to be said." Han Wangcheng squinted his eyes and drank Juezhong's wine, and muttered, "The widow is a man of destiny, and they are dreaming if they want to destroy Han Cheng." ”

"Destiny?" Zhang Liang frowned and was puzzled.

"It's destiny!" Han Wangcheng sat up, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Cheng Gao and smiled, "Does the ovary know what Cheng Gao's name is?" ”

"Tiger Prison." Zhang Liang said lightly, "King Zhou Mu once raised tigers in captivity in Chenggao, hence the name. ”

"Hahaha... It's the tiger's cage! Han Wangcheng's eyes burned, "Han Xin destroyed the Yin State in one day, when he was like a fierce tiger, he marched into the tiger prison but did not move forward an inch, isn't it providence?" If the widow had no destiny to protect himself, he would have ended up with Sima Wei a long time ago. ”

"The stability of Hancheng is the work of the soldiers to the death, and the king's words and the words of the ministers are good, and they should not be known by the soldiers." Zhang Liang hurriedly reminded.

"What about knowing? The widow has a destiny, can they still make them rebel? Han Wangcheng said disdainfully.

Zhang Liang wanted to speak and stopped, in his eyes, Han Wangcheng should have died unexpectedly, and the destiny of heaven was never with him.

The abolished king Han An wanted to revive Hancheng and voted for Zhao to resist Qin, and Han Fei also helped him intercede in front of Yingzheng. As a result, it was destroyed by the Qin State in the same year. Han Wangcheng squinted and smiled, "The widow is just an ordinary royal family, and he can become the king of a country without making an inch of merit." To dare to go against the widow is to kill yourself. ”

Zhang Liang's conscience was slightly sour, although Han An was the abolished king, he vigorously resisted Qin, but he was defeated because the Qin State was too strong. His father, Zhang Ping, died of hard work and was willing.

Grandfather assisted the three Han Jun, and when he saw Han Zhaohou, Shen did not harm the law, and when Han Xuanhui was king, Han Jun changed from a marquis to a king.

When it came to him, the king was so incompetent.

"Prepare a seat for the prime minister and drink, continue to dance, continue to chant!" Han Wangcheng commanded.

Before the words fell, dozens of Zhao Di women twisted their waists and danced their sleeves, almost presumptuously eyebrow-raising with Han Wangcheng.

Mouthful:

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining will not make a sound.

Picky and embarrassed, in the city. Not seen for a day, like March. ”

Han Wangcheng fell into gentleness, grinning loudly, if it weren't for Zhang Liang beside him, he would have hugged the beauty in his arms.

Zhang Liang, who was next to the case, suddenly turned pale, this group of women is definitely prepared!

There is nothing wrong with a woman conveying love to a man, but this poem is "Zheng Feng"!

Zheng Guo was destroyed by Han Cheng, and when Han Cheng was besieged, he listened to this "sound of the dead country"!

In a trance, Zhang Liang felt that several women were looking at him defiantly.

"Your Majesty, this poem is "Zheng Feng", and it cannot be sung." Zhang Liang got up angrily and said hurriedly.

"Zheng Feng"? Why not? Han Wangcheng asked drunkenly, "The beauty of Zheng Guo is bold and spicy, and the widow loves it very much, but unfortunately that piece of land has become Chu State." Ask the overlord for one or two another day, for the sake of the widow's submission and not betrayal, he will definitely reward it. ”

"In this way, it is really the king's intention to let the people of Chu land pass through?!" Zhang Liang suddenly realized.

"Isn't that right? Hancheng is already weak, so it should be attached to the strong country. The widow and this king are all rewarded by the overlord, what happened to the release? Han Wangcheng was a little displeased, "Does it have to be up to the prime minister to decide everything?" ”

"That's not what the minister meant, but this is wartime, in case the Western Wei disguises himself as a Chu person..."Zhang Liang said urgently.

"It is precisely because of wartime that this is all the more so." Han Wangcheng interrupted, "The State of Chu is also fighting, and only by letting it go at this time can we help the overlord and please the overlord." ”

Zhang conscience was indignant and wanted to speak.

Han Wangcheng glared angrily and shouted, "Zhang Liang! Today, the widow doesn't care about you, if you dare to make trouble again, don't blame the widow for bombing you out! ”

The eunuch beside Han Wangcheng saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly played the round, "Prime Minister Zhang Cheng must be overworked, so he will lose his temper like this, the king is not strange." ”

"When you return home tired, you dare to be presumptuous in the royal court!" Han Wangcheng turned his head to watch Zhao Nuwu, and said coldly, "Let's go back to the house quickly, tomorrow the widow will send someone to send Mei Ji to the Prime Minister's Mansion." ”

Zhang Liang pondered for a moment and got up, "The minister is not tired, he just wants to listen to the beauties sing another poem." ”

"Oh?" When Han Wangcheng heard that Zhang Liang didn't talk about political affairs, he immediately put away his anger.

"If you want to hear any song in the ovary, just tell me."

"The Book of Songs. Tang Feng. The Water of Young. ”