A round of red sun, gradually beside the city head, crows chirping, flying around in the trees, adding a trace of desolation, the city twilight gradually rising, the pedestrians on the street hurried, the teahouses, wineries, pawnshops, restaurants on both sides have also closed, the soldiers in the city beat the gongs and drums over and over again, the mouth kept shouting: "Close the city gate!" "It's just that, due to the recent war in the west, refugees are still pouring into the city, the huge Xinzheng City, the capital of South Korea, one of the seven heroes of the Warring States, the streets and alleys are all refugees, there are gray-haired old people, there are also ragged middle-aged people, and there are young women with babies in their hands, here, just their foothold tonight, tomorrow morning, as soon as the east gate of Xinzheng City opens, they have to embark on the journey of exile.

"Close the gates!" With the last sound of the city soldiers, several soldiers standing guard at the city gate put the spears in their hands aside, and worked together to push the thick and tall city gate, after a "squeak squeak" sound, they inserted a thick horizontal log on the door latch, and then returned to the same place, picked up the spear, and stood straight and heroic, but, looking at the refugees all over the city, there was a trace of worry on their faces, in recent days, the tiger and wolf division of the Qin State in the west has crossed the border, all the way to conquer the city, they are at the city gate, Seeing a wave of troops drive out, but, never see them come back, and see the tall and gorgeous chariots and horses of the envoys of the king of Han, coming and going, in fact, they know in their hearts that this war Korea has failed again, however, this does not affect the responsibility of these soldiers to protect their families and defend the country, even if they go to the battlefield tomorrow, and even spill blood on the battlefield, horse leather shroud, they have no hesitation.

The moon had climbed up the treetops at some point, and the bright moonlight shone on the capital, a clear glow, making the late autumn night even colder, and the refugees beside the road had already fallen asleep, but the cold woke them up from time to time.

"Da Da Da" a rapid sound of horses' hooves went straight to the west of the city, the refugees woke up from their sleep, their eyes were full of panic, only to see a general-like person and dozens of cavalry flying off the horse, followed by more than 30 soldiers, towards the soldiers at the city gate, a military academy on the city tower saw this scene, ran from the city tower to the general, arched his hand and said: "General, why are you here?"

The general groaned for a while, and replied loudly: "The war in the west has started again, in order to strengthen the defense of the capital, by the order of the king, from today onwards, I will personally guard the west of the city, you and these brothers at the gate go to rest."

"Yes." The military academy replied categorically.

Then, the military academy took the soldiers and walked towards the city with neat and sonorous steps, and in a short time, their tall and heroic figures disappeared around the corner of the street.

The refugees then understood what was going on and let out a long breath. In the midst of them, there was a very strange man, who looked up at the bright moon above his head, and did not move, if it were not for those eyes that were still bright, people would have thought that he was dead, and the refugees were a little curious about his clothes, but it was quickly replaced by the fatigue of the way to escape, yes! The world is so big, this person may have been exiled here from other places.

The person in front of him was wearing a black suit, a shiny belt tied around his waist, and a pair of shiny leather shoes under his feet, while the refugees around him were wearing a wide robe with large cuffs, a long rope made of coarse cloth around his waist, and a pair of tattered cloth shoes on his feet.

It was late at night, and the refugees were all asleep, and some of them were snoring, but he had no sleep, and the cold moonlight shone on his body, but what was even colder was his almost cold heart.

The bright moon rose and slowly set in the west, and another long night passed.

"Open the gates!" A loud and powerful voice came from the east, and the east gate of Xinzheng City opened! The refugees in the city woke up from their dreams, and they were still a little dizzy, but they immediately woke up, hurriedly packed up their things, helped the old and the young, and rushed to the east gate like a tide, provoking the shopkeepers and men in the shops on both sides of the road, straightening their necks, poking their heads out, looking out of the door, in the blink of an eye, they let out a long sigh, no one knows whether these refugees can rest in a certain place tonight, wars are frequent, they are hungry and cold, dragging their families with their mouths, whether they can survive has become an unknown thing. After a while, the refugees in the city are finished, the sun has risen from the east, the cold in the city has slowly faded, and the pedestrians on the street have begun to increase, some are in a hurry to carry the burden, some are buying and selling goods, and some are in a hurry to go to the court, even in the war period, Xinzheng City has not reduced the traffic in the past, the lively and extraordinary scene.

On the edge of the city wall, there was only one person who did not leave, he was pillowing a stone, sleeping soundly, everyone who passed by, cast a strange look at him, however, after all, no one was willing to step forward to take care of him, the time slowly came to noon, he had not eaten for a long time, his stomach rumbled, he stood up, dragged his tired body, slowly walked to the big tree in front of a restaurant, stared blankly at the diners coming in and out, the aroma of food wafted in the air from time to time, he touched his stomach, Swallowing his saliva, at this time, the guy in the restaurant glared at him fiercely at the door, waved his fist at him, he quickly looked away, at this time, he didn't have a penny on him, even a steamed bun to satisfy hunger was a luxury for him.

"Jingle bell" The sound of a wind blowing a bell came, followed by, "Click... Click... A harmonious sound of horses' hooves came to his ears from far and near, and he looked in the direction of the sound, and saw two brown horses walking down the street with a tall and gorgeous carriage, the whole body was vermilion, and the four corners were hung with delicate bells, and a bamboo curtain hung down from the window, which was particularly eye-catching in the sun, and a slender silk curtain covered the door of the carriage, and in front of the curtain sat a man who was driving horses, who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his appearance was still a little green, wearing a gray gown and a small gray hat, is carefully driving the carriage, in Xinzheng City, can afford to sit in such a luxurious carriage, must be a rich and noble family.

He threw a look of envy at the carriage, and then sighed, and as the carriage passed by him, suddenly the people in the carriage shouted softly, "Junko, stop quickly." ”

The man who was driving the horse hurriedly stopped the car, turned around, and asked respectfully, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”

The people in the car rolled up the curtains, pointed to "him" under the big tree, and whispered: "You go and buy two baked cakes and send them to this little brother, you see, he is hungry." ”

"He" raised his head, only to see the son in the car, his face was like a crown of jade, a hosta on his head tied up his long hair, wearing a sky blue robe, graceful, elegant, and free, looking like a son of a rich family!

"Junko, what are you still doing in a daze, don't go quickly."

I saw that Shunzi looked embarrassed, and said a little reluctantly: "Childe, one is called Hanako, what do we care about him, when we go out, the master still asks us to go back early." ”

The boy's face sank, and he waved his hand: "If I tell you to go, you will go, you are becoming more and more disobedient now, be careful that I go back and beat you." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go, can't I go?"

Under the "coercion" of the son, Junzi jumped out of the carriage, muttered for a while, walked to a nearby baked cake stall, bought two baked cakes, came to "him", and shouted: "Then, the baked cakes I bought for you, eat them quickly." ”

Looking at the golden and slightly charred biscuits, his mouth moved a few times, at this moment, he was already hungry, and he really wanted to eat those two biscuits, but he wanted to confirm whether the two words "Xinzheng" he saw in the city three days ago were true, he stood up suddenly, grabbed Shunzi's hand tightly, and asked politely: "Little brother, please tell me, where is this?" What day is it? ”

"Ah, ah, let go, it hurts, it hurts." Junko is in pain at this time.

He immediately felt his gaffe, hurriedly let go of his hand, and his bright eyes looked Junko up and down, and his gaze suddenly became dim again, and he was afraid that those bad thoughts in his heart would become a reality.

"Little brother, this is the capital of my South Korea, Xinzheng, today is the sixth year of Han Wang'an, the eighth day of October." The boy in the carriage said slowly.

"What?" As if he had been struck by lightning, he stood in place, his body trembling incessantly, and Junko quickly took a few steps back.

"Childe, look at this person, he won't be a middle-...... Evil, right? Let's be nosy and get home. Junko said with some fear.

"Hugh is talking nonsense."

The boy hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, came to "him", and asked with concern, "Little brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

An inexplicable feeling of discomfort hit his heart, and he knew that all this was true, so he waved his hand and said weakly: "I'm fine, I'm fine." ”

Seeing this, the boy asked Shunzi to hand him the baked cakes, and took out a string of cloth coins and put it in his hand, and said, "Little brother, you take this money first, if it is not enough, you can go to the Zhang Mansion not far in front to find me." ”

Looking at the string of cloth coins in his hand, he was even more convinced that all this was true, this cloth coin was a shovel-shaped copper coin that circulated in the Central Plains during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. After the boy finished speaking, he got into the carriage, put down the bamboo curtain, Junko also jumped into the carriage, and the two prepared to drive away.

He immediately arched his hand and said: "Childe's great grace, toothless and unforgettable, dare to ask Childe's surname?" ”

Before the son could speak, Shunzi muttered with some dissatisfaction: "Hey, I said that you are really interesting, in this Xinzheng City, who doesn't know that my son-in-law is generous to help others, just now I bought you baked cakes, and gave you money, today you are fortunate to meet my son-in-law, otherwise, no one cares about the corpse on the street." ”

"Junko, don't talk nonsense." As he spoke, the boy pulled up the curtain, looked at him, and said, "Little brother, my name is Zhang Liang, Zifang." ”

As soon as he heard the word "Zhang Liang", his eyes lit up, his expression was slightly excited, and he stepped forward and said, "You are the five generations of the family, one of the "Three Masters of the Early Han Dynasty" Zhang Liang Zhang Zifang. ”

Zhang Liang was slightly stunned, looked at him, and said: "It is true that the five generations of my family are Han Han, but I don't know what the "Three Masters of the Early Han Dynasty" are, Liuhou. ”

He suddenly came to his senses, dense beads of sweat oozed from his head, he coughed a few times, and arched his hand: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

"Little brother, I haven't asked you what your name is?"

"My name is Wang Yan, Zi Yutian."

"Childe, if we don't go back sooner, I'm afraid the master will be angry." Junko frowned and urged with some dissatisfaction.

"Wang Yan, well, I wrote down this name, there is something at home today, my father asked me to go back early, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can go to the Zhang Mansion in front to find me," Zhang Liang emphasized again.

"Little brother, goodbye." Zhang Liang smiled slightly and put down the bamboo curtain.

"Junko, let's go." Zhang Liang said again.

Zhang Liang's carriage gradually moved away, Wang Yan stood in place in a daze, and for a long time, he said to himself: "Damn! I actually met the famous Zhang Liang! ”

He lowered his head, looked at the baked cakes and cloth coins in his pocket, and then bowed deeply in the direction of the carriage......