The cold wind outside the window was bitter, and the wind poured in through the gaps in the door panels, rustling the old straw mats hanging from the windows. The flames shook uneasily, and the dead branches in the fire burned, making a soft 'pop' sound.

Although it is spring, the mountains are still cold at night, and you can only feel a little warmth by relying on the fire.

Yu Miaoyi tightened her shirt and moved closer to the fire. The messy hair was simply tied up and draped behind him, and the white jade-like face was slightly red against the flames, looking more and more coquettish, and a pair of dark and smart eyes looked inside the room.

This is the former home of Han Xin when he was a child, and it is indeed very simple. The room was empty except for a dilapidated bamboo bed, the windows were simply covered with broken mats, and the dilapidated wooden doors rattled in the wind, as if they could burst at any moment. The ground was not very dirty, and the dust on the bamboo bed was only a thin layer, which should be because Han Xin often came back to clean it.

This is where he grew up. Yu Miaoyi turned her head to look at Han Xin on the other side of the fire, and she carefully studied Han Xin's appearance. Jet-black hair, a handsome appearance, light fuzz on his lips and chin, and a slightly immature face that was incommensurate with his age. He was concentrating on the dry wood in the fire to make it stronger.

Sensing Yu Miaoyi's gaze on him, Han Xin raised his head and smiled at her slightly.

Peeking at other people's eyes was discovered, Yu Miaoyi only felt that her pretty face was slightly hot, and she quickly looked away, feeling panicked. She has never been in the same room with men of the same age except for domestic servants since she was a child, although there is also Zenai who has been sitting silently with her eyes closed.

Han Xin noticed that Yu Miaoyi's men's clothes were a little thin, so he moved the fire, vacated an open space where the fire had just been lit, tested the temperature with his hands, and said to Yu Miaoyi: "You sit here, it's warmer here." ”

Yu Miaoyi bowed her head and thanked her, and sat down, so that the distance between her and Han Xin was much closer.

The beauty is on the side, nephrite is beside her, and you can even faintly smell a faint fragrance between your nose, but Han Xin is not in the mood to appreciate it, just carelessly provoking firewood, looking at the flames and thinking about her thoughts.

Yu Miaoyi looked at Han Xin, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally couldn't help but shout to him softly.

"What's the matter?" Han Xin answered and asked.

"I'd like to ask you a question." Yu Miaoyi looked at Han Xin with dark eyes, gently picked up the green silk scattered on his forehead with his left hand, and said hesitantly:

"When we fled just now, why did you kill that Xiao County Lieutenant, I don't think you look like a bad person, we could have ignored him and fled directly."

Han Xin looked at Yu Miaoyi tilting her head, looking at herself with a puzzled look, and for a while, he laughed a few times, pretended to bluff and said: "Actually, I'm a bad guy who does all kinds of evil, but it's just hidden too deep that you haven't found it, hehe, you will know when this young master is furious, robbing money by the way, I am familiar with it." ”

After speaking, he laughed lewdly a few times, but found that Yu Miaoyi looked at himself with wide eyes and disbelief, and he didn't show a scared look very uncooperatively, and Shanwu not far away was still closing his eyes and recuperating without even opening his eyelids, and he suddenly felt bored, and poked the firewood a little dejectedly, and explained after a while: "If he doesn't die, we will have a lot of trouble." ”

"We killed his cousin in front of him and seriously injured him. If he is alive, he will definitely spare no effort to hunt us down, although Huaiyin is a small county, but if he mobilizes the soldiers who can be used to hunt down, there are thousands. Although I don't know about the new county commander who killed him, I expect that most of the civil officials will do things according to the regulations. According to the laws of the Great Qin, if the county lieutenant dies, he must report to the county guard before he can be temporarily appointed, and the county commander generally does not interfere in military affairs and arrest thieves. ”

Han Xin shrugged his shoulders and continued, "So, if he hangs us, the probability of escaping from Donghai County is much higher. ”

"Besides, there is not much difference between the conviction of killing an official and seriously injuring an official in the Qin law."

Yu Miaoge sighed after hearing this, nodded as if he didn't understand, and looked at Han Xin's eyes with more admiration. Shanwu on the side was a little surprised, he originally guessed that Han Xin killed County Lieutenant Xiao just to vent his anger, and he originally looked down on him in his heart, thinking that it was a matter of will, but he didn't expect him to be so profound.

Immediately opened his eyes and looked at him deeply. This son is so thoughtful, once he encounters a stormy meeting in the future, it is definitely not a thing in the pool.

Zenai opened his mouth and asked, "Your first time killing someone?" Seeing Han Xin nodded, he felt a little sad in his heart.

The first time you kill someone, you can shoot so calmly, without a trace of hesitation, and you can deal with it calmly afterwards. With his many years of experience, there are only two possible types of such people in the future.

One is a natural assassin killer.

They are naturally indifferent to their own lives, and naturally they do not care about the lives of others.

The other is a general who is destined to step on the bones of thousands of people and realize his lifelong ambition.

He found that he couldn't see through Han Xin more and more, and there were too many things about him that surprised him. So he simply didn't think about it.

At least he can be sure that Han Xin has no ill will towards Yu Miaoyi and himself.

That's enough. The rest, it seems, is not within his power to worry about.

After all, he is already old, and he is no longer the young talent who was dominating and crisscrossing the battlefield back then. Now he is just an old servant in his twilight, hoping to spend his life to assist the lord to complete the great cause of restoring the country.

"Brother Han, what are your plans in the future?" Yu Miaoyi continued to ask.

Han Xin shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet." He broke off a branch and threw it into the fire, looked up and asked, "What about you?" ”

After seeing Shanwu's skills, he guessed that if he could make this kind of heroic servant, then this master must be extraordinary, so Han Xin asked this question.

Yu Miaoyi was asked by Han Xin, hesitated, and looked at Shanwu. Shanwu didn't mean to stop it, but said in a deep voice: "My lord is a great man in Wuzhong, and he has met countless officials and heroes. Recently, I heard that the First Emperor is about to make another southern tour of Huiji County, and I think that with my lordship's ability, I may be able to get acquainted with someone from the Tingwei Mansion to exonerate us. Han Gongzi might as well go to Huiji Wucheng with us. ”

After speaking, he looked directly at Han Xin, and the implication of his words was to solicit for his lord. Yu Miaoyi also looked at Han Xin with sparkling eyes, and her eyes were full of expectation. Han Xin thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Killing officials is like rebellion, there is really no better way out in front of him, rather than wandering between the mountains and wilderness, it is better to try his luck at the meeting.

Seeing that Han Xin agreed to Yu Miaoyi, he was very happy, if he hadn't been afraid of the image of the lady and cheered happily, he finally met a friend who was informed and interested, how could he be willing to separate.

Han Xin looked at the firewood around him, and the cold was very heavy at night, so he was afraid that Yu Miaoyi would not be able to stand it, so he told the two to find some dry firewood.

It's early spring, but the humidity in the forest is not too heavy, and dry firewood is not hard to find. It didn't take long for Han Xin to pick up a large bundle of dry firewood in the woods next to the house, which was enough for a night.

When he returned to the wooden house, he passed a small bamboo house not far from the wooden house, Han Xin's steps suddenly slowed down, and finally stopped at the door of the bamboo house. Han Xin hesitated, but still put down the dry firewood in his hand and gently pushed open the door of the bamboo house.

'Squeak', the sound of the bamboo door was a little harsh in the early night, and the moonlight also spilled into the bamboo house with the open door, and Han Xin slowly paced into the house.

The bamboo house has not been cleaned for a long time, and it is full of dust, but it is not difficult to see from the layout of the whole room that the former owner is elegant and indifferent. Han Xin had not entered this room since Mrs. Han's death, and even if he occasionally returned to the wooden house in the mountains, it was closed to this room.

He knew that what he was afraid of was seeing things and thinking about people. There is too much of an old lady's breath in this room, just like now that Han Xin is standing here, he still feels that her smile, including the sound of beating and scolding, seems to be still in front of her ears.

has been in this world for more than seven years, and she has been with Han Xin for four years. Although the old lady is very strict with him, she loves him a lot at all. Her family has always been poor, so she went out to hunt and help people sew clothes to support the family, and every time there was something delicious for Han Xin to eat, she refused to eat a bite. When he was fourteen years old, Han Xin had a serious illness and almost died, but it was her care of dragging his sick body for three days and three nights without closing his eyes that he survived. Han Shin's illness was cured, but her illness worsened, and she eventually passed away a year later.

Thinking of this, Han Xin felt a pain, and tears couldn't help but welled up. Although he is not the real Han Xin in this world, his feelings for the old lady are not false at all.

On the contrary, after coming to this world, he slowly forgot about his parents in his previous life, and his previous life was more like a dream for him, and Han Xin had slowly integrated into this world.

But Han Xin didn't expect that the first experience he experienced after integrating into this world was life and death, and the old lady left herself before she was forty.

In fact, Han Xin faintly noticed that the reason why the old lady's body had become so bad was related to her coming to this world, she and her senior brother seemed to be doing something against the way of heaven, and finally exhausted most of their life force for this. Han Xin later guessed that most of the original self in that world might have died suddenly because of sleepless Internet for a few days, overtiredness, but because of what the old lady did made him unexpectedly resurrected in this era, so in a sense, he should indeed call her mother, because she gave Han Xin a new life.

Although Han Xin has always wanted to know what they have done, the old lady has never said it, and Han Xin naturally does not dare to mention that there is a ghost, so the two of them tacitly keep silent about it.

A small sound of footsteps outside the door interrupted Han Xin's thoughts, and he heard that the footsteps were Yu Miaoyi. Sure enough, Han Xin turned around and saw Yu Miaoyi walking in the door, curiously looking at everything in the bamboo house.

It turned out that Han Xin hadn't returned for a long time after going out, and Yu Miaoyi felt a little bored when he stayed in the house, so he said hello to Shanwu and walked around the house, and when he went out, he saw Han Xin pushing the door into the bamboo house, so he followed.

Although the room was a little dim, she still felt that something was wrong with Han Xin's expression, so she asked, "What's wrong, Brother Han." ”

Han Xin put away the sadness in his heart, and smiled reluctantly: "It's nothing, I was blinded by dust when I opened the door just now, it's a little messy here, let's go out." ”

Yu Miaoyi didn't answer him, still looking inside the house. The bamboo house was almost as simple as the wooden house they were staying in, with only a few simple bamboo chairs, a bamboo table, and a bamboo bed, and the only decoration was a dusty bronze mirror on the bamboo table, so she guessed that this should be where Han Shin's mother used to live.

The house is not big, but there is a surprisingly large bamboo bookcase on the right, which occupies almost half of the room. Yu Miaoyi walked over curiously to look, Han Xin hesitated, but did not stop her,

I opened the bookcase, but there were nearly a hundred volumes of books densely piled inside, and there was a thick layer of dust on them because no one had turned them over for a long time.

"You've seen them all." Yu Miaoyi cautiously pulled out a scroll and asked Han Xin.

Han Xin replied with "En", looked at those books and couldn't help but think of the scene where the old lady chased and beat her all over the house with a stick because she didn't memorize the art of war, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Yu Miaoyi gently brushed the dust off the book with her fingers, and saw a few small seals faintly exposed on it through the moonlight outside the door, "Qi grandson", and couldn't help but exclaim "ah", and asked Han Xin in surprise: "So many books are the art of war?" ”

Han Xin shook his head and said, "It's not all, there are a lot of them, geographies and history books or something, these things, but they have memorized me for more than ten years." "Counting the previous owner of this body, it has indeed been more than ten years. It's no wonder that Yu Miaoyi was surprised, although these books are all written by Xiao Seal and should be handwritten, but they are also very precious, and they are also priceless treasures outside, Han Xin threw them at home with a big grin, without any love at all.

Han Xinzhi didn't think that these books were valuable, but he felt that they were the same as the elementary school textbooks that his parents forced him to read every day in his previous life. He had memorized these books by heart, and the residence was so remote that it was difficult for pedestrians to pass by, and the occasional hunter who passed by would not be interested in a pile of books.

The light in the room was too dim, and there was a choking smell of dust, Yu Miaoyi looked through it for a while and felt a little dizzy, so she carefully put the book back in its place.

The night was already deep, and the wind in the mountains and forests was relatively strong, Han Xin saw Yu Miaoyi's thin body trembling slightly, so he closed the bamboo door and returned to the wooden house with her.

The cabin was warm, and Zen was sitting cross-legged by the fire. Han Xin didn't seem to be at ease when he saw him, so he said, "You go to sleep first, and I'll call you to wake up and keep vigil later." ”

Zen nodded and didn't say a word, but lay down by the fire with his eyes closed. Yu Miaoyi talked to Han Xin, and he also came up sleepy, yawning and rolling up the only futon to sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, Yu Miaoyi woke up in a daze and was pushed a few times, only to see Han Xin put his finger to his lips and made a silent gesture to her. The bonfire had long been extinguished, and Zen Wuzheng, who was not far away, hid under the window and listened vigilantly to the window.

"Someone's coming." Han Xin explained softly, then looked out carefully through the crack in the door, and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid there are a lot of people here, it seems that I miscalculated this time." ”